Hey, fellas. You're going to give us the code. Mmmm. Or what? 'Cause you don't seem like...

[Harry and Eggsy enter Poppy's diner, carrying Poppy's briefcase with them] Poppy: Hey, fellas. Harry Hart: You're going to give us the code. Poppy: [gasps] Mmmm. Or what? 'Cause you don't seem like the kind of gentlemen who would hurt a lady. [Harry and Eggsy put their guns down and sit at the counter] Harry Hart: Perhaps not. Call me old-fashioned. I don't consider genocide especially lady-like. Eggsy: Right. Enough small talk. [Eggsy opens the briefcase] Eggsy: Give us the code. Poppy: Sure. [closes briefcase] Poppy: No, I don't think so. [Harry pulls Poppy down on the briefcase before Eggsy injects her with heroin on her neck] Eggsy: Heroin. You know, where I come from, this shit you've been peddling's ruined a lot of lives. But yours is even more deadly. But it feels so nice, it's gonna make you lower your guard. Poppy: Mmm. Harry Hart: Our colleague Merlin, may he rest in peace, managed to synthesize your horrible little formula and speed up its effects. So I would say you have just under eight minutes before paralysis sets in and your breathing stops. But, of course, you know all about that. Eggsy: So here's the deal. You release the antidote worldwide, and we make sure you get a dose. Poppy: I have to give you the code to live? Honey, you're so smart. You should work for me. Eggsy: Right. Give us the code. Poppy: Why not? The decree's getting signed soon. Anyhoo, um... It's 'Viva Las Vegan'. Get it? 'Viva Las... ' [Poppy looks at Harry] Poppy: Mmm. Come snuggle with me. I like you. Harry Hart: I don't think that's terribly likely. [Poppy laughs before she collapses] Harry Hart: She's OD'd. You gave her too much? Eggsy: Did I? You know, I really don't have as much experience with all this drug stuff as people think. Better be the right code.