And here we are. The fucking Vice President has also graced us with his presence. Give him...
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A.J. Brown:
So, you made it in OK, right? Malcolm Tucker:
Yeah, hunky-dory, thanks. Can I get a coffee? A.J. Brown:
Sure, sure. If we just get started, my assistant should be bringing in coffee shortly. Malcolm Tucker:
Your assistant? A.J. Brown:
Yeah. So, item. We need to have a conversation about the mood of the British Parliament, the bumps in the road ahead and what not. Malcolm Tucker:
I'm sorry, I don't... This situation here is... Is this it? No offence, son, but you look like you should still be at school with your head down a fucking toilet. A.J. Brown:
Your first point there, the offence? I'm afraid I'm going to have to take it. Your second point, I'm 22, but item, it's my birthday in nine days, so... if it will make you feel more comfortable, we could wait. Malcolm Tucker:
Don't get sarcastic with me, son. We burned this tight-arsed city to the ground in 1814. And I'm all for doing it again, starting with you, you frat fuck. You get sarcastic with me again and I will stuff so much cotton wool down your fucking throat it'll come out your arse like the tail on a Playboy bunny. I was led to believe I was attending the war committee. A.J. Brown:
Yes, Assistant Secretary of State Linton Barwick asked me to brief you on the work of the Future Planning Committee. Malcolm Tucker:
I'm away. [AJ's assistant walks in with the coffee] Malcolm Tucker:
And here we are. The fucking Vice President has also graced us with his presence. Give him a bottle of milk
So, you made it in OK, right? Malcolm Tucker:
Yeah, hunky-dory, thanks. Can I get a coffee? A.J. Brown:
Sure, sure. If we just get started, my assistant should be bringing in coffee shortly. Malcolm Tucker:
Your assistant? A.J. Brown:
Yeah. So, item. We need to have a conversation about the mood of the British Parliament, the bumps in the road ahead and what not. Malcolm Tucker:
I'm sorry, I don't... This situation here is... Is this it? No offence, son, but you look like you should still be at school with your head down a fucking toilet. A.J. Brown:
Your first point there, the offence? I'm afraid I'm going to have to take it. Your second point, I'm 22, but item, it's my birthday in nine days, so... if it will make you feel more comfortable, we could wait. Malcolm Tucker:
Don't get sarcastic with me, son. We burned this tight-arsed city to the ground in 1814. And I'm all for doing it again, starting with you, you frat fuck. You get sarcastic with me again and I will stuff so much cotton wool down your fucking throat it'll come out your arse like the tail on a Playboy bunny. I was led to believe I was attending the war committee. A.J. Brown:
Yes, Assistant Secretary of State Linton Barwick asked me to brief you on the work of the Future Planning Committee. Malcolm Tucker:
I'm away. [AJ's assistant walks in with the coffee] Malcolm Tucker:
And here we are. The fucking Vice President has also graced us with his presence. Give him a bottle of milk
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Oh hey Hey
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I wanted to tell you we're having this stupid
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hunk of the month of the office kind of contest
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And I just didn't want you know you to feel objectified in any way
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or anything like that No not at all
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And Karen knows about the Future Planning Committee
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I have no idea what you're talking about
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No No
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Excuse me
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Future Planning Committee that's what it is
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Movie Summary
A political satire about a group of skeptical American and British operatives attempting to prevent a war between two countries.
Actors
A.j. Brown
Malcolm Tucker
