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| − | Minions (2015) Movie Script
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| − | 1
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| − | Minions.
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| − | Minions have been on this
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| − | planet far longer than we have.
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| − | They go by many names.
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| − | Dave, Carl, Paul, Mike.
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| − | Oh, that one is Norbert.
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| − | He's an idiot.
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| − | They're all different,
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| − | but they all share the same goal.
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| − | To serve the most despicable
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| − | master they could find.
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| − | Boss!
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| − | Making their master happy was the
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| − | tribe's very reason for existence.
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| − | But that's not to say that they
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| − | didn't have other passions.
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Finding a boss was easy.
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| − | But keeping a boss,
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| − | therein lies the rub.
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| − | Nope,
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| − | it wasn't easy for these guys.
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| − | But they never gave up.
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| − | With the emergence
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| − | of the Stone Age
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| − | came the rise of a new species.
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| − | Man was very different
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| − | from the dinosaur.
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| − | He was shorter, hairier,
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| − | and way, way smarter.
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| − | The Minions took
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| − | an instant liking to man,
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| − | and helped him
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| − | the best they could.
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| − | Oh, no, no.
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| − | Eh?
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| − | Poor man.
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| − | So trusting, so fragile.
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| − | So, so delicious!
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| − | Their quest for a boss put
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| − | the Minions front and center
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| − | for some of civilization's
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| − | most historic moments.
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| − | Anubis!
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| − | Ancient Egypt
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| − | held great promise.
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| − | Okay! Pancake!
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| − | But it didn't last long.
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| − | Hmm. Oh!
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| − | Ow!
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| − | The Dark Ages were
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| − | actually fun times.
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| − | Their new master had a tendency
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| − | to party all night
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| − | and sleep all day.
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| − | Ooh!
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| − | Oh.
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| − | But eventually,
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| − | the party was over.
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| − | They bounced from
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| − | one evil boss to another,
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| − | but they never seemed
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| − | to find their perfect fit.
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| − | One particular employer took
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| − | their failure very, very badly.
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| − | Huh?
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| − | The Minions had no other
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| − | choice but to keep moving.
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| − | Oh.
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| − | And then,
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| − | when all hope seemed lost,
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| − | they found sanctuary.
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| − | The Minions were safe!
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| − | Years passed as the Minions
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| − | forged their own civilization.
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| − | They truly made
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| − | a life for themselves.
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| − | But something just wasn't right.
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| − | They felt empty inside.
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| − | Without a master,
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| − | they had no purpose.
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| − | They became aimless
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| − | and depressed.
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| − | If this continued any longer,
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| − | the Minions would perish.
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| − | But all was not lost
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| − | for one Minion had a plan.
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| − | His name was Kevin.
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| − | He was excited to share
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| − | his idea with the tribe.
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| − | He'd been preparing
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| − | for days, weeks, months.
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| − | But now he was ready.
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| − | Buddies!
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| − | Kevin would leave the cave...
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| − | ...go back
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| − | to the outside world,
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| − | and he would not return
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| − | until he had found his tribe
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| − | the biggest,
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| − | baddest villain to serve.
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| − | But he needed help.
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| − | Me!
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| − | Bob was eager to go,
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| − | but Kevin felt he was
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| − | just not strong enough
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| − | for the dangerous journey ahead.
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| − | Uh, no.
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| − | Luckily, someone stepped up.
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| − | Stuart!
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| − | Huh? Me, me?
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| − | Oh! Thank you.
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| − | Truth be told, Stuart had
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| − | no idea what he was chosen for...
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| − | ...but was thrilled it
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| − | made people cheer for him.
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| − | Thank you.
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| − | Me!
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| − | Eh, okay.
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| − | Eventually,
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| − | Bob's energy and enthusiasm,
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| − | but mostly lack of other volunteers,
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| − | changed Kevin's mind.
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| − | The tribe said their farewells.
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| − | Kevin had given them something they
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| − | hadn't had in a very long time.
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| − | Hope.
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| − | Bob!
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| − | Hey, Tony!
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| − | Tom...
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| − | Chris...
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| − | Hey, Bob.
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Bye-bye.
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| − | Kevin felt pride.
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| − | He was going to be
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| − | the one to save his tribe.
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| − | Stuart felt hungry mostly.
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| − | He was going to be the one
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| − | to eat this banana.
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| − | And Bob...
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| − | Bob was frightened
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| − | of the journey ahead.
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| − | Ah. Okay.
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| − | Okay. Okay.
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| − | And they were off.
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| − | Off to find their new boss!
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| − | Huh? Kevin!
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Huh? Banana!
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| − | Uh, Stuart?
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| − | Banana. Banana!
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| − | Ugh! Ugh! Stuart!
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| − | Stopa!
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| − | Uh, Bob! Stopa!
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| − | Huh? Oh!
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| − | Bob!
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Uh, no, no.
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| − | No, no. No, no, no.
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| − | Profiterole.
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| − | No, no, no!
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| − | Stuart...
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| − | Ah!
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| − | Oh, look at that one!
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| − | Whoa!
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| − | Peace!
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| − | Make love, not war!
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| − | Peace and love!
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| − | Boo-ya!
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| − | Boo-ya! Boo-ya!
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| − | Hey, hey, hey, oh.
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| − | Kashmiri?
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| − | - Boo-ya!
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| − | - Boo-ya! Boo-ya!
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Banana!
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| − | - Hey! Hey, taxi!
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| − | - Hey! Hey!
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Hey, hey, hey, hey!
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| − | Banana! Hey, hey!
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| − | Stuart! Hey, oh!
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| − | Kevin!
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| − | Bob!
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| − | Oh. Bello!
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| − | Bob!
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| − | Huh? Oh.
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| − | Ah! Bob!
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| − | Huh? Whoa!
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| − | Women's bell bottoms
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| − | and tie-dye shirts marked down.
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| − | Check out our wide selection
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| − | of go-go boots and miniskirts.
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| − | Bob!
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| − | Okay.
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Bob!
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| − | The store is now closing.
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| − | Hey, what are you doing?
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| − | Bob!
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| − | Give me that!
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| − | Kevin!
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| − | Oh. Oh.
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| − | Ah.
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Oh. Hey!
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| − | ...buddies.
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| − | No? Oh.
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| − | Bob! Bob!
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Tim.
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| − | Oh!
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| − | Me Tim!
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| − | Mmm, thank you! Hmm?
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| − | ...Stuart?
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| − | Uh, nah.
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| − | Okay, okay.
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| − | Oh. "Dating game."
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| − | Okay.
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| − | And welcome back
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| − | to The Dating Game!
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| − | Well, Jennifer...
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| − | ...have you decided
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| − | which of these three gentlemen
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| − | you'll go on a date with?
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| − | Is it Bob?
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| − | Yeah! Go, Bob!
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| − | Kevin?
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| − | Kevin!
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| − | Or will it be Stuart?
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| − | Oh. Yo, Stuart!
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| − | Gosh! This is so hard!
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| − | They all sounded so cute.
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| − | Um, I think I'm gonna go with...
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| − | Stuart.
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| − | VNC!
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| − | You're watching the top-secret
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| − | Villain Network Channel.
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| − | If you tell anyone,
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| − | we'll find you.
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| − | Huh!
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| − | Sponsored by Villain-Con,
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| − | for 89 years straight,
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| − | the biggest
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| − | gathering of criminals anywhere!
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| − | Big boss.
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| − | Attend guest lectures
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| − | from esteemed villains,
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| − | make contacts in
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| − | the underworld community,
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| − | and for the first time anywhere,
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| − | Scarlet Overkill!
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| − | Evil.
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| − | So evil.
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| − | Criminal genius!
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| − | Hey, a girl's gotta
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| − | make a living!
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| − | - Move aside, men!
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| − | - Make way.
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| − | There's a new bad man in
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| − | town... SCARLET: Excuse me.
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| − | ...and that man is a woman!
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| − | Crime isn't pretty!
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| − | It's red hot!
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| − | Get to Villain-Con
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| − | this weekend.
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| − | Only at 545 Orange Grove Avenue in Orlando,
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| − | Florida.
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| − | So much fun, it's a crime.
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| − | Oh! Villain-Con, Orlando.
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| − | Whoo-hoo!
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| − | Bello! Uh, Orlando?
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| − | Ugh.
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| − | - Hey, uh...
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| − | - Orlando?
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| − | Oh, hello.
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| − | Orlando?
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| − | Uh-huh. Ah, okay.
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| − | Thank you, baby! Bye-bye!
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| − | Ah.
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| − | Orlando!
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| − | Hey, Stuart...
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| − | Oh, yeah! Far out!
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| − | Love is the way, brother!
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| − | Ah!
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| − | Eh, no, no, no, no, no, Kevin.
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| − | Hmm.
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| − | Hey! Stopa! Stopa! Stopa!
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| − | Stopa! Ugh!
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| − | Stuart...
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| − | Oh...
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| − | Oh, Walter, look!
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| − | These adorable little freaks
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| − | are headed to Orlando, too!
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| − | Yeah, I see that!
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| − | Hey, Walter Junior!
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| − | What's happenin'?
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| − | Tina.
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| − | Hi!
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| − | Binky.
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| − | Mmm, mmm.
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| − | What do you say we give
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| − | these fellows a ride?
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| − | Yay! New friends!
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| − | All aboard the Nelson Express!
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| − | You, one-eye!
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| − | You're sitting next to me!
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| − | Okay.
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| − | Stuart!
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| − | Glad we came along before
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| − | some weirdos picked you up!
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| − | Who wants apple slices?
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| − | Ah, ah! Ooh, ooh!
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| − | Oh, you, too!
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| − | Growing boy-like creatures
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| − | need their strength.
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| − | Okay.
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| − | Heck, yeah!
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| − | Thanks, man!
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| − | All righty! Who needs
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| − | to stretch their legs?
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| − | Yeah!
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| − | Yes! Me, me, me!
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| − | Sweet!
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| − | You guys wait here, we'll be right back.
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| − | Okay, Nelsons, let's do this!
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| − | Go, go, go!
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| − | Okey-dokey. On the road again.
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| − | Dad! We got company!
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| − | It's because I tripped
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| − | the alarm. I stink!
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| − | Hey, we all make mistakes, sugarplum.
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| − | You're still learning.
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| − | Huh! What?
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| − | - Your father's right, Tina.
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| − | - Reload!
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| − | He wasn't this good
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| − | at being evil overnight!
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| − | Reload!
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| − | Your time's coming.
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| − | It's jammed!
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Okay, who did that?
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| − | - Uh... Stuart!
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| − | - Huh?
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| − | That was great!
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| − | Thank you!
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| − | Say, fellas,
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| − | can we get personal for just a second?
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| − | Why are you going to Orlando?
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| − | Come on. You can tell us.
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| − | You're going to Villain-Con, aren't you?
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| − | Villain-Con.
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| − | Villain-Con.
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| − | Wow! So many bad guys
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| − | in the car. What fun!
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| − | I knew it! I knew you were villains!
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| − | Didn't I, honey?
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| − | What a small world!
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| − | Hope we're not in rival gangs.
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| − | Binky! Joke!
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| − | Babies, huh?
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| − | Yay.
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| − | Big boss!
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| − | When we get to Orlando,
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| − | I'm gonna get all my favorite
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| − | villains to sign my magazine!
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| − | Dumo the Sumo!
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| − | Boss!
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| − | Oh, Kevin, you don't wanna work for him!
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| − | He ate his last henchmen!
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| − | Uh...
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| − | Frankie Fish Lips.
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| − | He lives in the ocean.
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| − | Boss?
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| − | Oh...
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| − | Can you breathe underwater?
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| − | Uh, so-so.
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| − | Oh, oh, oh!
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| − | Look at her!
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| − | Scarlet Overkill!
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| − | The coolest super-villain,
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| − | like, ever!
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| − | She started out as your average
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| − | little girl, braces, pigtails.
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| − | But by the time she was 13,
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| − | she built a criminal empire!
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| − | If I was a Minion,
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| − | that's who I'd want to work for!
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Here we are!
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| − | Beautiful Orlando!
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| − | Yeah! We're here!
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| − | Orlando!
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| − | Hey, gang, watch this!
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| − | Welcome to Billy
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| − | Bob's Bait Shop. How can I help you?
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| − | Yeah, hi.
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| − | Uh...
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| − | We're here for, uh,
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| − | so much fun, it's a crime.
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| − | Whoo-hoo!
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| − | Villain-Con!
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| − | All right!
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| − | Here we go!
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| − | Well, this is it!
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| − | I wanna tell you, and I really mean this.
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| − | I really appreciate what you did
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| − | back there with the cops.
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| − | Really!
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| − | Dad!
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| − | It's Frankie Fish Lips!
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| − | I can smell him from here!
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| − | Junior!
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| − | Get my camera!
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| − | Good luck in there, boys!
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| − | I hope you find what
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| − | you're looking for!
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| − | Bye!
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| − | Villain-Con!
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| − | Yeah!
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| − | Villain-Con!
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| − | Whoo!
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| − | Okay!
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| − | Oh!
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| − | Any evil talents?
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| − | Not bad.
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| − | What about you?
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| − | Any evil talents?
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| − | Uh...
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| − | Bello! La, la, la!
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| − | La, la, la!
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| − | Eh?
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| − | That's not evil or a talent.
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| − | Bello!
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| − | Ha-ha!
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| − | No?
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| − | I'm sorry!
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| − | But I'm not looking for any more servants,
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| − | for I, Professor Flux,
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| − | have invented
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| − | the world's first time machine!
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| − | Every time I visit the future,
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| − | I bring my future self back to help me.
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| − | Hello!
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| − | Oh.
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| − | Move that over there,
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| − | Professor Flux from two weeks from now.
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| − | As you can see,
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| − | I don't need any help.
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| − | Oh, way to go, guys.
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| − | We killed the original!
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| − | Please!
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| − | Eh...
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| − | Villain-Con presents our keynote speaker,
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| − | Scarlet Overkill!
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| − | The world's first
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| − | female super-villain!
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| − | Appearing right now in Hall H!
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| − | Bob! Stuart! Buddies! Hey!
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| − | Buddies!
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| − | Scarlet?
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| − | Kevin!
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| − | Are you ready...
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| − | Yeah!
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| − | ...for Scarlet Overkill!
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| − | Doesn't it feel
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| − | so good to be bad?
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| − | Scarlet! Scarlet!
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| − | Scarlet! Yes!
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| − | Whoo! Whoo!
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| − | Whoo!
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| − | Whoa.
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| − | Whoo-hoo!
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| − | Awesome!
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| − | Yeah!
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| − | Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
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| − | Wow! Thank you!
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| − | Scarlet!
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| − | Scarlet!
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| − | Thank you so much!
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| − | Okay.
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| − | Ah.
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| − | When I started out,
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| − | people said a woman
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| − | could never rob
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| − | a bank as well as a man!
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| − | Well, times change!
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| − | I love you, Scarlet!
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| − | Look at all those
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| − | faces out there!
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| − | We are all so different!
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| − | But we have one thing in common.
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| − | We were born with flippers!
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| − | No? Just me? Okay.
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| − | We have big dreams!
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| − | And we will do anything
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| − | to make them come true!
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| − | Have any of you ever dreamt
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| − | of working for the greatest
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| − | super-villain of all time?
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| − | Yeah!
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| − | Whoo-hoo!
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| − | Well, what if I were to tell you
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| − | that I am looking
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| − | for new henchmen?
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| − | Hey, boss! Boss!
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| − | I truly believe
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| − | somewhere out there
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| − | is a villain with the
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| − | potential to serve greatness!
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| − | And it could be any of you.
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| − | Whoa!
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| − | Although,
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| − | let's not kid ourselves.
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| − | Truly, the only men for this
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| − | job are Kevin and his Minions!
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| − | - Huh? But... But...
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| − | - Ten times the evil
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| − | in half the package!
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| − | I am just in awe!
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| − | Let's hear it for Kevin.
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| − | He saved his tribe!
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| − | Kevin! Kevin! Kevin!
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| − | Kevin! Kevin!
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| − | Kevin... Hey! Kevin. Hey. Hey!
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| − | Argh!
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| − | So, how should we
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| − | do this? Hmm.
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| − | Oh.
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| − | You see this
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| − | tiny little trinket?
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| − | Well, just take it from my hand
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| − | and you've got the job.
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| − | No big deal,
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| − | it's almost too simple.
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| − | Uh...
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| − | Oh, come on!
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| − | Don't be afraid.
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| − | Just take the stone and get that job!
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| − | Come on!
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| − | Oh, okay.
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| − | ...Boss!
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| − | That job is mine!
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| − | Ooh!
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| − | Now go easy on me.
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| − | Whoops!
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| − | Love the costume!
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| − | Ha!
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| − | Uh...
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| − | So cool!
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| − | Tim? Tim!
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| − | Uh...
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| − | Oh, no, Bob!
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| − | Ah! Tim! Tim!
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| − | Is no one good enough?
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| − | Bob!
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| − | I got it!
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| − | I got it!
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| − | Ah!
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| − | Didn't my speech inspire anyone
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| − | to rise up and
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| − | prove themselves worthy?
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| − | All these villains and
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| − | yet I still have the bear.
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| − | Stuffed bear!
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| − | Why am I holding a bear?
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| − | Who has the ruby?
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| − | Wow! Who...
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| − | Who are you, my knights in shining denim?
| |
| − | ...Stuart.
| |
| − | ...Bob.
| |
| − | Minions!
| |
| − | That was incredible!
| |
| − | Behold! The last
| |
| − | creatures you'd expect
| |
| − | to win the day have emerged victorious!
| |
| − | - Everyone, meet my new henchmen.
| |
| − | - The Minions!
| |
| − | Kumbaya!
| |
| − | Kumbaya! Kumbaya!
| |
| − | Kumbaya!
| |
| − | Hey! I know those guys!
| |
| − | I gave them a ride here!
| |
| − | Whoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Whoo-hoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Buckle up, boys!
| |
| − | Next stop, England.
| |
| − | Oh...
| |
| − | Bello?
| |
| − | Hey, Kevin! Eh?
| |
| − | Boss? In England?
| |
| − | Nah, Boss!
| |
| − | Ah, uh... Bello, Kevin?
| |
| − | ...England?
| |
| − | - Uh-huh.
| |
| − | - ...Boss?
| |
| − | Scarlet Popapil. Ah.
| |
| − | - Bello? Bello!
| |
| − | - Bello?
| |
| − | Oh!
| |
| − | Wow!
| |
| − | Ah!
| |
| − | Here we go! There.
| |
| − | By the way,
| |
| − | I really like your bear.
| |
| − | Herb! My baby!
| |
| − | You know I am!
| |
| − | How'd it go?
| |
| − | Were you evil?
| |
| − | So evil!
| |
| − | Oh!
| |
| − | A little bird dropped
| |
| − | this off today.
| |
| − | It's me,
| |
| − | I'm the "H."
| |
| − | Also, there was no bird.
| |
| − | Also me.
| |
| − | Herb, seriously,
| |
| − | I wanna dig up that William Shakespeare
| |
| − | so he can see
| |
| − | what true writing is.
| |
| − | I love it!
| |
| − | Ah, that works out because I love...
| |
| − | Well, I love... too.
| |
| − | Ah, the love, ah!
| |
| − | Oh! Oh, ah.
| |
| − | Oh, boys,
| |
| − | could you come here, please?
| |
| − | Meet my husband, Herb.
| |
| − | Inventor, super genius, fox.
| |
| − | Herb, these are
| |
| − | the new recruits.
| |
| − | Kevin, Stuart, and that
| |
| − | cute little one is Bob.
| |
| − | Hey, bello!
| |
| − | Right on!
| |
| − | You guys are crazy little and way yellow,
| |
| − | and I dig that!
| |
| − | Sweet, man!
| |
| − | Ah, ah.
| |
| − | Whoa!
| |
| − | I know, right?
| |
| − | Ah!
| |
| − | Just a few things I
| |
| − | stole to help fill the void.
| |
| − | Whoa!
| |
| − | ...mega ukulele!
| |
| − | Checkin' out my can?
| |
| − | We stole that
| |
| − | because finally someone
| |
| − | expressed my love of
| |
| − | soup in painting form.
| |
| − | Wow!
| |
| − | Ooh!
| |
| − | Okay, listen up!
| |
| − | It is time to get down to business.
| |
| − | Do you know who this is?
| |
| − | Uh...
| |
| − | This is Queen Elizabeth,
| |
| − | ruler of England.
| |
| − | Oh, I love England.
| |
| − | The music, the fashion.
| |
| − | I'm seriously thinking about
| |
| − | overthrowing it someday.
| |
| − | Ooh!
| |
| − | Anyway,
| |
| − | this pale drink of water oversees it all.
| |
| − | I'm her biggest fan,
| |
| − | love her work!
| |
| − | And I really, really,
| |
| − | really want her crown.
| |
| − | Steal me the crown
| |
| − | and all your dreams come true.
| |
| − | Respect! Power!
| |
| − | Banana!
| |
| − | Banana!
| |
| − | Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Ha!
| |
| − | Henry!
| |
| − | ...England. Uh...
| |
| − | ...England...
| |
| − | Oh, uh...
| |
| − | Hmm.
| |
| − | Heh.
| |
| − | - Wow!
| |
| − | - Whoa.
| |
| − | Ooh-la-la.
| |
| − | No!
| |
| − | Oh, no.
| |
| − | Don't get too close, boys.
| |
| − | When it's completed,
| |
| − | it'll be my ultimate weapon.
| |
| − | But right now, it's leaking radiation
| |
| − | like you would not believe!
| |
| − | So, you're here for gear.
| |
| − | Whoa!
| |
| − | Bob, Robert, Bobby, my boy.
| |
| − | You get
| |
| − | my far-out stretch suit.
| |
| − | Wow!
| |
| − | Kevin, Kev-bo,
| |
| − | Seventh Kevin,
| |
| − | you are the proud owner
| |
| − | of my lava lamp gun.
| |
| − | Ah?
| |
| − | This baby shoots actual lava!
| |
| − | Ooh!
| |
| − | Pretty cool, right?
| |
| − | And finally, Stu. Stu-art,
| |
| − | Stu-perman, Beef Stu.
| |
| − | I got you the coolest invention,
| |
| − | probably ever.
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Hypno-hat!
| |
| − | Uh, oh.
| |
| − | Uh...
| |
| − | You can use it to
| |
| − | hypnotize anyone. Anyone!
| |
| − | Oh, you look so great!
| |
| − | I feel like a proud mama
| |
| − | with three
| |
| − | dashing evil sons.
| |
| − | Uh, Scarlet, Scarlet...
| |
| − | No, no. Don't say anything.
| |
| − | I won't understand.
| |
| − | It's getting late. You've had a
| |
| − | big day, you must be exhausted!
| |
| − | Boing, boing, boing,
| |
| − | boing, boing...
| |
| − | Wow! These cats
| |
| − | are pumped!
| |
| − | Well, maybe I'll settle them
| |
| − | down with a bedtime story?
| |
| − | Ha-ha!
| |
| − | How does that sound, Bob?
| |
| − | Bob. Bob! Bob!
| |
| − | Oh! Bedtime porry?
| |
| − | That is a groovy idea!
| |
| − | I'll go get some cookies and warm milk.
| |
| − | This is gonna be so fun!
| |
| − | ...bedtime porry.
| |
| − | Oh, yes, I've got a really,
| |
| − | really good bedtime porry.
| |
| − | Once upon a time,
| |
| − | there were three little pigs.
| |
| − | One fateful day, the pigs
| |
| − | encountered a big, bad wolf...
| |
| − | ...who had a wonderful
| |
| − | surprise for them!
| |
| − | The wolf offered the three
| |
| − | piggies and all their friends
| |
| − | a job working for her.
| |
| − | Everyone would be so happy!
| |
| − | All the three
| |
| − | little piggies had to do
| |
| − | was just steal one little crown
| |
| − | that the beautiful wolf
| |
| − | had wanted
| |
| − | ever since she was
| |
| − | a penniless little street cub,
| |
| − | unloved and abandoned.
| |
| − | But that crown would mean
| |
| − | she was a princess,
| |
| − | and everybody loves a princess!
| |
| − | So the wolf sent the piggies
| |
| − | to get that crown.
| |
| − | But the little pigs
| |
| − | weren't up to the challenge.
| |
| − | They failed their mission.
| |
| − | So the wolf huffed and puffed, and she
| |
| − | blew them off the face of the earth!
| |
| − | Yo, po, po!
| |
| − | The end.
| |
| − | Good luck getting that crown tomorrow,
| |
| − | little piggies.
| |
| − | I know you won't disappoint me.
| |
| − | Um.
| |
| − | Okay.
| |
| − | ...Scarlet.
| |
| − | Which way is the loo, please?
| |
| − | Hmm.
| |
| − | Oh, thank you.
| |
| − | Ah.
| |
| − | Bello.
| |
| − | - Uh...
| |
| − | - ...please.
| |
| − | You're not allowed in without an adult.
| |
| − | Scram, hooligans!
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Uh, mm.
| |
| − | Ooh...
| |
| − | Oh, la...
| |
| − | Stuart...
| |
| − | How many tickets, please?
| |
| − | ...please.
| |
| − | ...please.
| |
| − | Enjoy yourself, love.
| |
| − | Thank you!
| |
| − | It was nowhere near Hyde Park!
| |
| − | Bob's your uncle.
| |
| − | Huh, hmm.
| |
| − | Okay.
| |
| − | Okay.
| |
| − | Huh? Ah!
| |
| − | He-hey.
| |
| − | Okay.
| |
| − | Hey!
| |
| − | What are you doing here?
| |
| − | This is a restricted area!
| |
| − | Hands in the air!
| |
| − | No...
| |
| − | Stop that!
| |
| − | Get back.
| |
| − | Yay!
| |
| − | Ah!
| |
| − | Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
| |
| − | Bob, Stuart...
| |
| − | So...
| |
| − | So, you came for
| |
| − | the Queen's crown, did you?
| |
| − | Well, you're gonna
| |
| − | have to get through me!
| |
| − | The Keeper of the Crown!
| |
| − | Ow! Hey!
| |
| − | You think it's funny to mock the elderly,
| |
| − | do you?
| |
| − | Uh...
| |
| − | I've been up here for decades,
| |
| − | just waiting for someone to try
| |
| − | and steal the Queen's treasure!
| |
| − | Okay.
| |
| − | What are you saying?
| |
| − | Never mind, don't care!
| |
| − | Oh, no!
| |
| − | Oh, no, you don't!
| |
| − | Oh, flippin' heck!
| |
| − | What's goin' on?
| |
| − | Bob...
| |
| − | Eh... Hmm.
| |
| − | Wow.
| |
| − | Hello!
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Hello!
| |
| − | Stone the crows!
| |
| − | Stop him, lads!
| |
| − | Wait!
| |
| − | Go for the legs!
| |
| − | Gordon Bennett!
| |
| − | Kevin!
| |
| − | The Queen's
| |
| − | been kidnapped, Sarge!
| |
| − | Blimey!
| |
| − | Hyah! Hyah!
| |
| − | Ooh!
| |
| − | Ha! Boo-ya!
| |
| − | Huh. Hyah! Hyah!
| |
| − | What's going on?
| |
| − | Bello!
| |
| − | Oh, my goodness!
| |
| − | - Whoa!
| |
| − | - Ha-ha!
| |
| − | No!
| |
| − | Gentlemen do not steal ladies' crowns!
| |
| − | Huh? Hmm?
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Oh, no, no, no, no, no!
| |
| − | Oh, dear!
| |
| − | Ah! Ahhh!
| |
| − | Yeah!
| |
| − | You scoundrel!
| |
| − | After them! Uh-oh.
| |
| − | Stop the blighter!
| |
| − | Go on, grab him!
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Huh? Oh.
| |
| − | Cor, blimey!
| |
| − | One of England's most famous
| |
| − | myths has become a reality
| |
| − | as a new king has been crowned.
| |
| − | Bob, who appears to be
| |
| − | a bald, jaundiced child,
| |
| − | has pulled the famed sword
| |
| − | right from its stone,
| |
| − | which, legend dictates,
| |
| − | makes him the new king.
| |
| − | Tiny yellow traitor!
| |
| − | England!
| |
| − | England! England!
| |
| − | England!
| |
| − | England! England!
| |
| − | England! England...
| |
| − | Ha, ha!
| |
| − | Bello!
| |
| − | Bello!
| |
| − | Cut!
| |
| − | Hey, Bob.
| |
| − | Hello, King Bob.
| |
| − | Uh...
| |
| − | Welcome to Buckingham Palace.
| |
| − | Uh, no.
| |
| − | Oh, what's the matter,
| |
| − | Your Majesty?
| |
| − | Whatever's bothering you,
| |
| − | we can make it right.
| |
| − | Just name it!
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Buddies!
| |
| − | Buddies! Buddies!
| |
| − | Buddies!
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Uh...
| |
| − | King Bob!
| |
| − | Long live the king!
| |
| − | King Bob!
| |
| − | ...Bob...
| |
| − | ...King...
| |
| − | So...
| |
| − | King Bob!
| |
| − | Oh... Yeah!
| |
| − | King Bob! Wait!
| |
| − | - Wow!
| |
| − | - Whoa!
| |
| − | Whoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Oh...
| |
| − | Yee-haw!
| |
| − | King Bob!
| |
| − | Hyah!
| |
| − | Hmm? Huh! Ah!
| |
| − | Yes, King Bob. Oh.
| |
| − | King Bob?
| |
| − | King Bob?
| |
| − | Ah, Claire.
| |
| − | Mmm, Tiffany.
| |
| − | Rawr!
| |
| − | Ball!
| |
| − | How dare you!
| |
| − | Scarlet!
| |
| − | Don't you "Scarlet" me,
| |
| − | you backstabbing little traitors!
| |
| − | Using Herb's invention
| |
| − | to steal my crown?
| |
| − | I feel used.
| |
| − | Not gonna lie.
| |
| − | You stole my dream!
| |
| − | I was going to conquer England someday!
| |
| − | There was gonna be a coronation,
| |
| − | and I was going
| |
| − | to be made Queen.
| |
| − | Every moment was planned.
| |
| − | I'd wear a dress so sparkly,
| |
| − | it glowed!
| |
| − | And everyone who ever doubted
| |
| − | me would be watching,
| |
| − | and they would be crying!
| |
| − | I was going to be the picture
| |
| − | of elegance and class!
| |
| − | And you pinheads screwed it up!
| |
| − | No, no, no!
| |
| − | No, no, no, King Bob!
| |
| − | You cannot just abdicate the throne!
| |
| − | Who invited the square?
| |
| − | And you definitely cannot just
| |
| − | give the job to this woman!
| |
| − | There are laws!
| |
| − | Boss.
| |
| − | ...Boss.
| |
| − | ...Scarlet Popapil!
| |
| − | King Bob has
| |
| − | officially changed the law,
| |
| − | clearing the way
| |
| − | for Scarlet Overkill
| |
| − | to be crowned Queen of England!
| |
| − | She will be coronated at London's
| |
| − | historic Westminster Abbey.
| |
| − | If I wasn't so polite, I'd say this
| |
| − | spells certain doom for the country,
| |
| − | if not the world.
| |
| − | But I'm so very polite that
| |
| − | I shall keep my mouth shut.
| |
| − | But, seriously,
| |
| − | we're all in big trouble.
| |
| − | Scarlet! Scarlet!
| |
| − | I don't have time
| |
| − | to answer any questions.
| |
| − | I just want to thank the Minions
| |
| − | for going above and
| |
| − | beyond the call of duty.
| |
| − | You are three tiny, golden...
| |
| − | ...pill-shaped
| |
| − | miracle workers,
| |
| − | and you have stolen not
| |
| − | just England but my heart.
| |
| − | Scarlet, over here!
| |
| − | Pardon me?
| |
| − | Eh?
| |
| − | Wow! So many!
| |
| − | Good for you!
| |
| − | Well, you'll all
| |
| − | get what you deserve.
| |
| − | Serve!
| |
| − | ...serve!
| |
| − | Whoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Go ahead, go ahead.
| |
| − | Uh...
| |
| − | Uh...
| |
| − | I don't want you to take this
| |
| − | the wrong way, but I hate you.
| |
| − | I thought I could get over what you did,
| |
| − | but I feel so betrayed.
| |
| − | I think...
| |
| − | Yes, I think we're gonna have to break up.
| |
| − | And it's not you.
| |
| − | Wait, hold on.
| |
| − | It is you. It's 100% you!
| |
| − | No, no.
| |
| − | So get comfortable, Minions.
| |
| − | Get real, real comfortable.
| |
| − | Because this is where
| |
| − | you're going to spend
| |
| − | the rest of your
| |
| − | worthless little lives.
| |
| − | All right!
| |
| − | Let's do this!
| |
| − | Herb!
| |
| − | Who's this
| |
| − | handsome "Herb" fella?
| |
| − | No, my name is "Blerb."
| |
| − | I'm a dungeon master.
| |
| − | Prepare for torture, which I do!
| |
| − | All right, are we comfy?
| |
| − | Doesn't matter! This is torture!
| |
| − | - Huh.
| |
| − | - Oh.
| |
| − | Wow! Harder than I thought.
| |
| − | Next machine!
| |
| − | Oh, welcome to Hang Town!
| |
| − | Population, you!
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Whoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Cut it out! This is
| |
| − | really unprofessional!
| |
| − | There's no laughing
| |
| − | in the dungeon!
| |
| − | I wanna see tears and
| |
| − | I wanna hear screams,
| |
| − | or I'm gonna get... Wait!
| |
| − | Hey!
| |
| − | Ooh! I've got a groovy idea!
| |
| − | Ah!
| |
| − | Look at this!
| |
| − | Argh!
| |
| − | Hello!
| |
| − | Will the future king, Herb Overkill,
| |
| − | please come upstairs
| |
| − | to prepare for the coronation?
| |
| − | Well, I hope you learned
| |
| − | your lesson for today.
| |
| − | And by the way, it was me,
| |
| − | Herb, the whole time!
| |
| − | I don't even know
| |
| − | anyone named "Blerb"!
| |
| − | Uh, Herb...
| |
| − | Oh. Huh.
| |
| − | I am hours away from becoming
| |
| − | the Queen of England!
| |
| − | I know! It's a gas!
| |
| − | I will finally get my crown.
| |
| − | Yeah.
| |
| − | It's all I've ever wanted.
| |
| − | I'm going to be so happy.
| |
| − | But let me ask you
| |
| − | something, Fabrice.
| |
| − | Does that look like this to you?
| |
| − | Mrs. Overkill, the hair in that picture,
| |
| − | it's just two wavy lines!
| |
| − | Oh, so, what,
| |
| − | now you're an art critic?
| |
| − | I drew that when I was five years old!
| |
| − | Get out of my sight!
| |
| − | Bye, Fabrice!
| |
| − | I liked him. He was fun.
| |
| − | So, what do you
| |
| − | think of the dress?
| |
| − | Oh, it's so beautiful.
| |
| − | So fashion-forward. So Valentino.
| |
| − | Gave it a sweetheart neckline
| |
| − | because you're my sweetheart.
| |
| − | The high collar
| |
| − | and cinched waist
| |
| − | reflect a simpler,
| |
| − | more violent time.
| |
| − | The material is a blend of taffeta
| |
| − | and high-density body armor.
| |
| − | Fully armed and loaded.
| |
| − | And that glow, that's nuclear.
| |
| − | Nice. Just one more
| |
| − | thing to do.
| |
| − | Gotta look good for the public.
| |
| − | Ugh.
| |
| − | Do you mind?
| |
| − | My pleasure.
| |
| − | Little tighter, sweetie.
| |
| − | Come on, I can take it.
| |
| − | Little tighter.
| |
| − | Tighter!
| |
| − | Must have tiny waist.
| |
| − | Seeing stars, seeing stars!
| |
| − | Losing feeling in my legs. Perfect!
| |
| − | Tie it, tie it, tie it, tie it.
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Ah. Bob! Stuart!
| |
| − | Eh?
| |
| − | - Ooh! Bello!
| |
| − | - Ooh-ooh!
| |
| − | Ah! Oh.
| |
| − | Ah.
| |
| − | Huh!
| |
| − | Ah.
| |
| − | - Eh, eh, Kevin...
| |
| − | - ...Scarlet.
| |
| − | Ah!
| |
| − | "Porry Scarlet."
| |
| − | - He, he!
| |
| − | - ...Boss.
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Ah, okay!
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | I love you, Scarlet!
| |
| − | Queen wave, queen wave!
| |
| − | Queen waving!
| |
| − | - I am so, so excited!
| |
| − | - This is perfect!
| |
| − | Everyone looks so nice!
| |
| − | Oh! Oh, you are just adorable!
| |
| − | Oh, yes!
| |
| − | And that music, oh!
| |
| − | Who is that organist? She is good!
| |
| − | Right? She looks like an Edna.
| |
| − | Edna, you are very good!
| |
| − | Who was that? Whoa!
| |
| − | Thanks for doing this, padre.
| |
| − | Big fan. Uh-huh.
| |
| − | Come here, let me squeeze you!
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| − | Oh, you are so squishy!
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| − | ...Scarlet.
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| − | Go, go, Go!
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| − | Ouch! Ouch!
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| − | ...sayonara!
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| − | Ciao...
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| − | Bob...
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| − | Stuart!
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| − | Aww! Oo-ooh!
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| − | Okay!
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| − | Oh! Beh...
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| − | Will you to your power
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| − | cause law and justice...
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| − | ...Popapil!
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| − | Oh!
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| − | Ah...
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| − | Hmm? Ah...
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| − | Huh? Uh... Uh...
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| − | Stopa!
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| − | Bah!
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| − | In mercy...
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| − | No, no, no!
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| − | Do you, Scarlet Overkill...
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| − | Yeah!
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| − | Huh? Oh?
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| − | No!
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| − | Uh, mmm...
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| − | ...Bob.
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| − | I proclaim thee,
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| − | Scarlet Overkill,
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| − | the Queen of England!
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| − | Oh! Huh?
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| − | Kevin!
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Scarlet! Scarlet,
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| − | my queen?
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| − | Somebody help me!
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| − | Come on, come on!
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| − | Lift on two. One, two!
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| − | One, two!
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| − | Huh?
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| − | Scarlet! You're okay!
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| − | He tried to kill me!
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| − | Uh, no...
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| − | Villains, this is no longer a coronation!
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| − | It is an execution!
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| − | Get them!
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| − | Whoa, Nelly!
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| − | Run, fellas, run!
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| − | Come back here, you!
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| − | Ah!
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| − | Uh?
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| − | Hyah!
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| − | Aah!
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| − | You're mine!
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| − | Stuart, Bob! Uh...
| |
| − | Oops!
| |
| − | Oh!
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| − | Hey! I got one!
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| − | Tim!
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| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Oh? Aww! Oh!
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| − | Uh? Eh?
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| − | Tim!
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| − | Stuart! Bob!
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| − | Buddies!
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| − | Mind the gap.
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| − | Mind the gap.
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| − | Mind the gap!
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| − | Mind the gap! Mind the gap!
| |
| − | Mind the gap.
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| − | Mind the gap!
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| − | He won't get away!
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| − | He won't escape us!
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | What about this one?
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| − | Why did the queen go to the dentist?
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| − | To get her teeth crowned.
| |
| − | Heh!
| |
| − | Tell us another one, Lizzy!
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| − | Uh, uh...
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| − | - Bello!
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| − | - Oh!
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| − | It's you.
| |
| − | Everyone, this is one
| |
| − | of the little fellows
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| − | who stole the monarchy from me.
| |
| − | And how's that
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| − | working out for you?
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| − | Uh, Scarlet...
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| − | Oh, yes, yes, I saw what
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| − | was going on on the telly.
| |
| − | Uh, telly?
| |
| − | What was meant to
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| − | be the coronation of
| |
| − | Scarlet Overkill has
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| − | gone terribly wrong as...
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| − | Move!
| |
| − | Kevin, Kevin,
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| − | I know you're out there.
| |
| − | You think you've gotten away?
| |
| − | Well, what do we have here?
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| − | Bello!
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| − | Oh, my goodness!
| |
| − | Bob? Stuart?
| |
| − | Which one shall I kill first?
| |
| − | Little Bob? Stuart?
| |
| − | Bob! Stuart!
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| − | I will do it, Kevin,
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| − | if you are not back here by dawn!
| |
| − | Oh, my!
| |
| − | No!
| |
| − | ...buddies!
| |
| − | ...Scarlet.
| |
| − | There he is!
| |
| − | Follow me!
| |
| − | Ah! Ha-haa!
| |
| − | Who the man, eh?
| |
| − | Uh... Oh!
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Harder! It's just my head.
| |
| − | Oh, no!
| |
| − | This way! Let's get him!
| |
| − | Go, go, go!
| |
| − | No!
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Oh.
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Ultimate weapon initiated.
| |
| − | Activation in three, two, one.
| |
| − | Bello.
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | ...buddies!
| |
| − | This is it, boys!
| |
| − | Things do not look good for you.
| |
| − | Oh, and I'm keeping the bear.
| |
| − | Tim!
| |
| − | You're not gonna need him
| |
| − | where you're going.
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| − | Heaven.
| |
| − | Huh? Uh... Aah!
| |
| − | Shoosh, shoosh,
| |
| − | shoosh, shoosh! Oh!
| |
| − | Huh? Ah!
| |
| − | Bye-bye. Say bye-bye,
| |
| − | Bob. Bye-bye!
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Oh, whoa!
| |
| − | Wait, what? How did he...
| |
| − | Hold my bear.
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Yippee! Whoo-hoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Kevin!
| |
| − | So, that's your plan?
| |
| − | Make yourself a bigger target?
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | K-K-Kevin? Hey!
| |
| − | ...Kevin!
| |
| − | Whoa!
| |
| − | Ow!
| |
| − | And so help me,
| |
| − | I never wanna see another one of
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| − | your goofy, bug-eyed
| |
| − | faces ever again!
| |
| − | Scarlet!
| |
| − | Scarlet! Scarlet! What?
| |
| − | Oh, you've gotta be kidding me!
| |
| − | Oh no, you don't!
| |
| − | Whoa!
| |
| − | And just for the record,
| |
| − | my little deviled eggs,
| |
| − | you can thank Kevin for what
| |
| − | I'm about to do to you!
| |
| − | Ow! Ow!
| |
| − | Bob!
| |
| − | Stuart! Buddies!
| |
| − | Tony!
| |
| − | Tom!
| |
| − | Chris!
| |
| − | You the man!
| |
| − | Buddies! Mazel tov.
| |
| − | Ugh! Ew!
| |
| − | Ooh! Aah! Kevin! Kevin!
| |
| − | Enough! This ends now!
| |
| − | Kevin!
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| − | You imbecile!
| |
| − | Have fun exploding!
| |
| − | Baby!
| |
| − | What's the rush?
| |
| − | Got to get out of here!
| |
| − | Let us go!
| |
| − | No, no, no, no!
| |
| − | Kevin!
| |
| − | Kevin...
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Ha-ha! Whoo-hoo!
| |
| − | Ooh!
| |
| − | Stuart?
| |
| − | Hmm.
| |
| − | Bob?
| |
| − | Okay.
| |
| − | Ladies and gentlemen,
| |
| − | we are here today to celebrate the Minions!
| |
| − | Huh!
| |
| − | The country owes you
| |
| − | a great debt of gratitude.
| |
| − | Bob, you were a wise and noble
| |
| − | king for all of eight hours.
| |
| − | So for you, I offer this tiny
| |
| − | crown for your teddy bear, Tim.
| |
| − | Oh, very good, Bob!
| |
| − | Oh, spectacular!
| |
| − | I'm so proud of you boys!
| |
| − | Oh, Stuart.
| |
| − | For you, I have this beautiful,
| |
| − | super-duper, incredible...
| |
| − | Ah!
| |
| − | ...snow globe!
| |
| − | Eh? Poglobe?
| |
| − | Uh, ze...
| |
| − | And look, look,
| |
| − | hours of excitement!
| |
| − | Oh, uh...
| |
| − | Yippee.
| |
| − | Uh, eh, gracias.
| |
| − | Stuart, we're just
| |
| − | messing with you!
| |
| − | Don't be mad at me,
| |
| − | it was Kevin's idea.
| |
| − | Kevin!
| |
| − | We have a much
| |
| − | better surprise for you!
| |
| − | ...super mega ukulele!
| |
| − | Uh... Wow!
| |
| − | ...poglobe.
| |
| − | Thank you.
| |
| − | Right. Uh...
| |
| − | And finally, Kevin!
| |
| − | You are a hero of
| |
| − | the highest order.
| |
| − | For your bravery and valor,
| |
| − | I am knighting you.
| |
| − | From here on out,
| |
| − | you are Sir Kevin.
| |
| − | Well done.
| |
| − | What a beautiful moment!
| |
| − | Kumbaya!
| |
| − | Kumbaya!
| |
| − | The nation, nay, the world was
| |
| − | celebrating Kevin, Stuart and Bob.
| |
| − | The last few thousand years were rough,
| |
| − | no question,
| |
| − | but things were
| |
| − | finally going their way!
| |
| − | Kevin had never been more proud.
| |
| − | But something was missing.
| |
| − | Yes, good show, good show!
| |
| − | My crown is gone! It's gone!
| |
| − | Blimey!
| |
| − | She's lost the crown!
| |
| − | Oh, my days!
| |
| − | Scarlet?
| |
| − | Scarlet! Hey!
| |
| − | ...Scarlet! Hey!
| |
| − | They took everything from me!
| |
| − | My castle! My reputation!
| |
| − | Things look bleak,
| |
| − | baby, I'm not gonna lie!
| |
| − | But now at least
| |
| − | I have my crown!
| |
| − | Child, give me that back.
| |
| − | No, I don't think so!
| |
| − | You have no idea who
| |
| − | you're messing with!
| |
| − | I am the greatest
| |
| − | super-villain of all time!
| |
| − | Oh!
| |
| − | Were you?
| |
| − | B... B... Buddies...
| |
| − | Ah!
| |
| − | ...Boss! Ha, ha!
| |
| − | Get back! Are you really going
| |
| − | to allow that little penguin
| |
| − | to make off with my crown?
| |
| − | Herb.
| |
| − | I'm done.
| |
| − | For me?
| |
| − | Bye-bye!
| |
| − | Big boss!
| |
| − | And that is how
| |
| − | the Minions found their new boss.
| |
| − | He was cunning,
| |
| − | he was evil, he was perfect.
| |
| − | He was despicable.
| |
| − | Huh?
| |
| − | Banana!
| |
| − | Banana!
| |
| − | Banana!
| |
| − | Banana! Banana! Banana!
| |
| − | Banana!
| |
| − | Cheese! Cheese! Cheese!
| |
| − | Gru! Gru! Gru!
| |
| − | Gru!
| |
| − | Bob...
| |
| − | Hey! Come back here!
| |
| − | Freeze ray!
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