MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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You ought to watch it with that shit, Suzie. You get busted again, you go back in a two-tine loser.	You got something against cigarettes?
Yeah, they're bad for your health. I'm tryin' to look out for you...	That's cop bullshit.
That's cop bullshit.	Well, you're half right. Best thing you could do for yourself right now would be to talk to me.
Well, you're half right. Best thing you could do for yourself right now would be to talk to me.	About what?
About what?	Every triangle I've ever seen never lasts. Somebody's got to go.
Every triangle I've ever seen never lasts. Somebody's got to go.	Is this supposed to mean something to me? What triangle?
Is this supposed to mean something to me? What triangle?	You, Kelly, Sam.
You, Kelly, Sam.	I don't have to listen to this. And you can't shove me around. I have friends now...
Fuck you. This is bullshit. I'm outta here.	Sit down, Lombardo.
Yeah, well, you fixed that. What the hell happened, anyway?	The bitch shot me, is what happened.
Hey, what did you want me to do, die?	Well, shit, you're the cop, they don't teach you to disarm people, shoot them in the leg or something? You weren't supposed to kill her for Christ's sake.
How...	Walter. He's been aimin' that Brownie through knotholes for years. I saw these, I knew he'd finally struck gold. I can't decide which came out better, that little straw Kelly's got up her nose, or that vibrator you've got up her ass. What do you think, Mr. Lombardo?
Walter. He's been aimin' that Brownie through knotholes for years. I saw these, I knew he'd finally struck gold. I can't decide which came out better, that little straw Kelly's got up her nose, or that vibrator you've got up her ass. What do you think, Mr. Lombardo?	I think there's some things you do, you don't want to see yourself doing them.
J. S. Bach.	Jim West.
Jim West.	Artemus Gordon. Bach, he's the composer.
Artemus Gordon. Bach, he's the composer.	I don't mind him, but who the hell are you... my valet or something?
I don't mind him, but who the hell are you... my valet or something?	Valet? You jest of course. I am a U.S. Marshal.
Valet? You jest of course. I am a U.S. Marshal.	Funny. So am I.
Funny. So am I.	Congratulations. Unfortunately, my train is about to leave, and I really must insist you disembark.
Congratulations. Unfortunately, my train is about to leave, and I really must insist you disembark.	Your train? Listen, friend, you're obviously lost. ... I've got orders here to take possession of this train and to investigate a certain crime.
Your train? Listen, friend, you're obviously lost. ... I've got orders here to take possession of this train and to investigate a certain crime.	Interesting. Mine say the same thing, and they don't mention you, not even as a valet, although we could talk...
Oh, damn! That's it.	It's better than nothing.
It's better than nothing.	It is?
It is?	He's going to put on a pith helmet and kill some guy named Willard.
Artemus, you ready for this? His next target is Albuquerque.	What? President Grant is...!
What? President Grant is...!	I know! I know!
I know! I know!	I don't have to tell you what that would do to our careers!
I don't have to tell you what that would do to our careers!	We've got to stop him right here, now! With that armored steam engine of his it'll be a slaughter.
We've got to stop him right here, now! With that armored steam engine of his it'll be a slaughter.	I'd love to stop him, but have you noticed the hundred armed men?
I'd love to stop him, but have you noticed the hundred armed men?	There's only seventy-eight.
There's only seventy-eight.	Oh, well, then let's kick some ass!
It was in your book.	Well, hell, maybe we do have a chance.
Pull the balloon right in front of him! We'll board the damn thing!	Oh, I see, an easy plan!
Time for you to get off, Ma'am.	Like hell! I'll see it through! Ram the bastard!
How reliable is this kid?	Oh, he's good.
Oh, he's good.	Amish.
Amish.	Yeah.
Yeah.	What have you got?
What have you got?	Zenovitch was about to deliver a list of names tonight street chemists... the guys processing this P2P into speed.
Zenovitch was about to deliver a list of names tonight street chemists... the guys processing this P2P into speed.	So one of them got to him.
So one of them got to him.	Maybe.
Maybe.	You know who?
You know who?	Maybe.
Maybe.	You're still convinced there's a link to the department?
You're still convinced there's a link to the department?	If there isn't I've just wasted the last six months.
If there isn't I've just wasted the last six months.	That's the problem. We need results. The press is driving us crazy over this P2P thing. Calling us the 'speed capitol of the country'. You know the sort of thing. It's getting political. The Commissioner's getting very uneasy.
That's the problem. We need results. The press is driving us crazy over this P2P thing. Calling us the 'speed capitol of the country'. You know the sort of thing. It's getting political. The Commissioner's getting very uneasy.	The Amish boy saw him, Paul. I'll make it, but Set Donahue and the Homicide Department off my back or they'll blow the whole thing.
The Amish boy saw him, Paul. I'll make it, but Set Donahue and the Homicide Department off my back or they'll blow the whole thing.	When word gets out that Zenovitch was a cop, all hell will break lose. You've got 24 hours. That's all I can give you. 24 hours on your own. After that the case and the witness go back to the Homicide Department.
When word gets out that Zenovitch was a cop, all hell will break lose. You've got 24 hours. That's all I can give you. 24 hours on your own. After that the case and the witness go back to the Homicide Department.	Tell you what... why don't you and that blonde what's-her-name come over for dinner Sunday. How 'bout that.
Tell you what... why don't you and that blonde what's-her-name come over for dinner Sunday. How 'bout that.	What's-her-name moved to Buffalo.
What's-her-name moved to Buffalo.	Well, anyway, don't get crazy. I'll do something for Zenovich's wife.
Last guy I would have figured. But he's part of it.	I hope you don't have any doubts about that.
I hope you don't have any doubts about that.	If I did, I'd have kept my mouth shut... It fits, Paul... Fifty-five gallons of P2P confiscated four years ago... Guess who was in on the collar? Mac. He salts it away somewhere... he knows the stuff is potent, but the street chemists haven't figured out how to process it. But they do now. And now the stuff is worth five-grand a pint and there are a lot of pints in a fifty-five gallon drum.
If I did, I'd have kept my mouth shut... It fits, Paul... Fifty-five gallons of P2P confiscated four years ago... Guess who was in on the collar? Mac. He salts it away somewhere... he knows the stuff is potent, but the street chemists haven't figured out how to process it. But they do now. And now the stuff is worth five-grand a pint and there are a lot of pints in a fifty-five gallon drum.	Who else knows?
Who else knows?	Just us.
Just us.	Okay, what are you going to need to clean it up
Okay, what are you going to need to clean it up	More people... Gotta pick up where Zenovich left off. People from outside the department.
More people... Gotta pick up where Zenovich left off. People from outside the department.	Maybe the Bureau. Or those bastards at Treasury. I'll take care of it. I hate this shit, Johnny. You cut their balls off for me. I'm counting on you.
You know carpentry?	I did some carpentry summers when I was going to school.
I did some carpentry summers when I was going to school.	What else can you do?
What else can you do?	I can whack people. I'm hell at whacking.
I can whack people. I'm hell at whacking.	Whacking is not of much use on a farm.
Whacking is not of much use on a farm.	Now hold on. There's a lot of people who think being a cop is a legitimate job.
Now hold on. There's a lot of people who think being a cop is a legitimate job.	I'm sorry. I'm sure it is.
Listen carefully, I wrote the Amish woman's name and address on my desk calendar, I want you to lose it for me, Now. Tonight.	What the hell are you talking about? What's happening.
What the hell are you talking about? What's happening.	Nothing. I'm not going to be around for a while. I'll call you when I can.
Nothing. I'm not going to be around for a while. I'll call you when I can.	Johnny, what the fuck?
Johnny, what the fuck?	Listen to me Schaeffer's part of it. Maybe at the top of it.
Yeah... I can put it all together when I get back, 'Til then, you know nothing, understand? Business as usual...	I hear you.
I hear you.	Good. Take care of that woman's name for me. And watch your ass.
It's me.	Johnny! Where the hell have you been?
Johnny! Where the hell have you been?	Never mind. I'm coming in to take care of business. How hot am I?
Never mind. I'm coming in to take care of business. How hot am I?	Too hot. Don't do it. Don't come in.
Too hot. Don't do it. Don't come in.	I'm coming.
I'm coming.	Listen, Johnny, don't do anything stupid. You couldn't get within a mile of Schaeffer right now. So stay put... Stay in touch I'll let you know when maybe it makes sense.
What's so funny?	Fred. The way he looked when you screamed at him.
Fred. The way he looked when you screamed at him.	God, Fred...
God, Fred...	At home you'd never hear a woman scream at a man that way.
At home you'd never hear a woman scream at a man that way.	No? Why not?
No? Why not?	You just wouldn't. It's not the Amish way. But I think it would have done me good if I could have screamed at your brother last night.
You just wouldn't. It's not the Amish way. But I think it would have done me good if I could have screamed at your brother last night.	Listen, I don't know what's going on or how you got mixed up with him, but don't you let that self-righteous son of a bitch push you around, okay?
Weird, man. No fuckin' electricity. What do you figure they plug all their shit into?	They don't have any shit.
What the hell were you doing? You nearly killed us!	I did kill us. She thinks were dead. And she thinks she got away with it.
I did kill us. She thinks were dead. And she thinks she got away with it.	What the hell are you talking about?
What the hell are you talking about?	Its part of some plan. She dresses it up like a terrorist attack. The explosion covers up the theft of the plutonium.
Its part of some plan. She dresses it up like a terrorist attack. The explosion covers up the theft of the plutonium.	Whos she?
Whos she?	Elektra King.
Elektra King.	Elektra King? Are you insane? This is her pipeline.
Elektra King? Are you insane? This is her pipeline.	Makes her look even more innocent.
Makes her look even more innocent.	What would she want with weapons grade plutonium?
What would she want with weapons grade plutonium?	I was hoping you could tell me.
Who is it?	You think I fear death? I welcome it. I get on my knees and pray for it. You, on the other hand, you have something to live for, no? Shes beautiful isnt she? You should have seen her before. Flawless, and still so innocent, not such a whore in bed...
A whore fucking.	Who is she? Do you know her?
Jon, does anybody know what the hell you're talking about? Dan's just an ordinary guy, but he talks to me. When he looks at me he's seeing something more than just a -- a collection of atoms.	Then you're sleeping with Dreiberg?
Then you're sleeping with Dreiberg?	Well, I just, you just said -- don't act surprised.
Well, I just, you just said -- don't act surprised.	That's how time works, Laurie. Everything is preordained . . . even my responses. We're all puppets. I'm just a puppet who can see the strings. -- Thirty seconds.
Your problem, Dan, is a lack of vision. You spent all those years chasing after muggers, and drug dealers, and jaywalkers . . . as if the world was any better for it. As if any of it mattered.	You ruthless son of a bitch. You really believe this mad-scientist bullshit is going to save the world?
You ruthless son of a bitch. You really believe this mad-scientist bullshit is going to save the world?	We'd better hope so. -- It's almost time.
What the hell -- ?	It's a peace rally. The CTU's just opened fire on the crowd.
It's a peace rally. The CTU's just opened fire on the crowd.	Oh, Laurie. Jesus. No.

You ought to watch it with that shit, Suzie. You get busted again, you go back in a two-tine loser.

You got something against cigarettes?

Yeah, they're bad for your health. I'm tryin' to look out for you...

That's cop bullshit.

Well, you're half right. Best thing you could do for yourself right now would be to talk to me.

About what?

Every triangle I've ever seen never lasts. Somebody's got to go.

Is this supposed to mean something to me? What triangle?

You, Kelly, Sam.

I don't have to listen to this. And you can't shove me around. I have friends now...

Fuck you. This is bullshit. I'm outta here.

Sit down, Lombardo.

Yeah, well, you fixed that. What the hell happened, anyway?

The bitch shot me, is what happened.

Hey, what did you want me to do, die?

Well, shit, you're the cop, they don't teach you to disarm people, shoot them in the leg or something? You weren't supposed to kill her for Christ's sake.

How...

Walter. He's been aimin' that Brownie through knotholes for years. I saw these, I knew he'd finally struck gold. I can't decide which came out better, that little straw Kelly's got up her nose, or that vibrator you've got up her ass. What do you think, Mr. Lombardo?

I think there's some things you do, you don't want to see yourself doing them.

J. S. Bach.

Jim West.

Artemus Gordon. Bach, he's the composer.

I don't mind him, but who the hell are you... my valet or something?

Valet? You jest of course. I am a U.S. Marshal.

Funny. So am I.

Congratulations. Unfortunately, my train is about to leave, and I really must insist you disembark.

Your train? Listen, friend, you're obviously lost. ... I've got orders here to take possession of this train and to investigate a certain crime.

Interesting. Mine say the same thing, and they don't mention you, not even as a valet, although we could talk...

Oh, damn! That's it.

It's better than nothing.

It is?

He's going to put on a pith helmet and kill some guy named Willard.

Artemus, you ready for this? His next target is Albuquerque.

What? President Grant is...!

I know! I know!

I don't have to tell you what that would do to our careers!

We've got to stop him right here, now! With that armored steam engine of his it'll be a slaughter.

I'd love to stop him, but have you noticed the hundred armed men?

There's only seventy-eight.

Oh, well, then let's kick some ass!

It was in your book.

Well, hell, maybe we do have a chance.

Pull the balloon right in front of him! We'll board the damn thing!

Oh, I see, an easy plan!

Time for you to get off, Ma'am.

Like hell! I'll see it through! Ram the bastard!

How reliable is this kid?

Oh, he's good.

Amish.

Yeah.

What have you got?

Zenovitch was about to deliver a list of names tonight street chemists... the guys processing this P2P into speed.

So one of them got to him.

Maybe.

You know who?

Maybe.

You're still convinced there's a link to the department?

If there isn't I've just wasted the last six months.

That's the problem. We need results. The press is driving us crazy over this P2P thing. Calling us the 'speed capitol of the country'. You know the sort of thing. It's getting political. The Commissioner's getting very uneasy.

The Amish boy saw him, Paul. I'll make it, but Set Donahue and the Homicide Department off my back or they'll blow the whole thing.

When word gets out that Zenovitch was a cop, all hell will break lose. You've got 24 hours. That's all I can give you. 24 hours on your own. After that the case and the witness go back to the Homicide Department.

Tell you what... why don't you and that blonde what's-her-name come over for dinner Sunday. How 'bout that.

What's-her-name moved to Buffalo.

Well, anyway, don't get crazy. I'll do something for Zenovich's wife.

Last guy I would have figured. But he's part of it.

I hope you don't have any doubts about that.

If I did, I'd have kept my mouth shut... It fits, Paul... Fifty-five gallons of P2P confiscated four years ago... Guess who was in on the collar? Mac. He salts it away somewhere... he knows the stuff is potent, but the street chemists haven't figured out how to process it. But they do now. And now the stuff is worth five-grand a pint and there are a lot of pints in a fifty-five gallon drum.

Who else knows?

Just us.

Okay, what are you going to need to clean it up

More people... Gotta pick up where Zenovich left off. People from outside the department.

Maybe the Bureau. Or those bastards at Treasury. I'll take care of it. I hate this shit, Johnny. You cut their balls off for me. I'm counting on you.

You know carpentry?

I did some carpentry summers when I was going to school.

What else can you do?

I can whack people. I'm hell at whacking.

Whacking is not of much use on a farm.

Now hold on. There's a lot of people who think being a cop is a legitimate job.

I'm sorry. I'm sure it is.

Listen carefully, I wrote the Amish woman's name and address on my desk calendar, I want you to lose it for me, Now. Tonight.

What the hell are you talking about? What's happening.

Nothing. I'm not going to be around for a while. I'll call you when I can.

Johnny, what the fuck?

Listen to me Schaeffer's part of it. Maybe at the top of it.

Yeah... I can put it all together when I get back, 'Til then, you know nothing, understand? Business as usual...

I hear you.

Good. Take care of that woman's name for me. And watch your ass.

It's me.

Johnny! Where the hell have you been?

Never mind. I'm coming in to take care of business. How hot am I?

Too hot. Don't do it. Don't come in.

I'm coming.

Listen, Johnny, don't do anything stupid. You couldn't get within a mile of Schaeffer right now. So stay put... Stay in touch I'll let you know when maybe it makes sense.

What's so funny?

Fred. The way he looked when you screamed at him.

God, Fred...

At home you'd never hear a woman scream at a man that way.

No? Why not?

You just wouldn't. It's not the Amish way. But I think it would have done me good if I could have screamed at your brother last night.

Listen, I don't know what's going on or how you got mixed up with him, but don't you let that self-righteous son of a bitch push you around, okay?

Weird, man. No fuckin' electricity. What do you figure they plug all their shit into?

They don't have any shit.

What the hell were you doing? You nearly killed us!

I did kill us. She thinks were dead. And she thinks she got away with it.

What the hell are you talking about?

Its part of some plan. She dresses it up like a terrorist attack. The explosion covers up the theft of the plutonium.

Whos she?

Elektra King.

Elektra King? Are you insane? This is her pipeline.

Makes her look even more innocent.

What would she want with weapons grade plutonium?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Who is it?

You think I fear death? I welcome it. I get on my knees and pray for it. You, on the other hand, you have something to live for, no? Shes beautiful isnt she? You should have seen her before. Flawless, and still so innocent, not such a whore in bed...

A whore fucking.

Who is she? Do you know her?

Jon, does anybody know what the hell you're talking about? Dan's just an ordinary guy, but he talks to me. When he looks at me he's seeing something more than just a -- a collection of atoms.

Then you're sleeping with Dreiberg?

Well, I just, you just said -- don't act surprised.

That's how time works, Laurie. Everything is preordained . . . even my responses. We're all puppets. I'm just a puppet who can see the strings. -- Thirty seconds.

Your problem, Dan, is a lack of vision. You spent all those years chasing after muggers, and drug dealers, and jaywalkers . . . as if the world was any better for it. As if any of it mattered.

You ruthless son of a bitch. You really believe this mad-scientist bullshit is going to save the world?

We'd better hope so. -- It's almost time.

What the hell -- ?

It's a peace rally. The CTU's just opened fire on the crowd.

Oh, Laurie. Jesus. No.