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she's going to forgive you. It'll all work itself out.
The answer when we return
BOTH: Here we are shooting Central Intelligence.
You are my world. You are what makes me special!
No! Stop it, you gonna get me killed!
I took a couple classes at work.
All right, bye.
Wait! How did you- What did you just do?
- It is? - What?
Now, before you go, stay seated one second.
in all his personnel forms?
Go show them what you got.
Man, I thought high school was gonna be like Sixteen Candles
Some of you might remember that day.
Six minutes. That's kinda tight.
Excuse me!
It's called soul gazing.
Bye-bye now.
- What? No! - Let's roll.
Uh, good night, Bob.
was such a soundless, crashing disappointment!
Drive, drive!
Jet, I'm so sorry! Oh, man.
about your contact with Agent Stone.
(CHUCKLING)
- Hey, stay down! - Don't move!
Look at that stupid look on those two faces.
Look, he's not The Black Badger...
Which means that you are my bulletproof vest!
Honey, that's not fair.
What's the rumpus?
Like, not for finals or graduation or anything.
Jet.
- Okay... - Go sit down.
If I sat down on a toilet, nothing's coming out.
Bob Stone?
Show us your tits! Show us your tits!
All right, babe, I'll see you later.
Yeah, no, it is. I'll take a look at that for you.
(SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE)
And once we get those diplomas,
I'd be the one to die. You know why?
Two of them
I'm fucking out! I'm out!
All right, everybody, settle down. Settle down!
Now, hand me the firearm
openly and honestly.
by bringing what I can only assume
More like P1,000,000X, huh?
Do you wanna move tables? I know this kind of sucks.
(GRUNTS)
Sit down. Thank you.
- Hang tight, Jet! - No, I'm not doing anything!
Fuck Mark zuckerburg
Oh... (STAMMERS)
No one in here is.
Stop. Stop!
Where do you get these jobs? On Craigslist?
(CHOKING)
(SIGHS) We're gonna need a plane.
That's the thing. For me, I-
Glad to see you haven't changed a bit.
Sir, you cannot be in here. This is a private airfield.
- Mr. Joyner. - Yeah.
- I'm swaddling you. - I know what you're doing.
Let's switch gears for a second, okay?
I think you'll like it.
Um, yeah.
How did Bob Stone win homecoming king?
- Agent Stone? - Bob, your friend Bob.
(GRUNTS) Here you go, Jet.
In here and it's kind of all...
(BOB LAUGHS)
(GRUNTS)
It's for real. This is for real, guys, yeah.
Yeah, Bob told me that The Black Badger killed him.
Most of you knew me back in high school as
It's gotta be Harris, right?
Okay, sir, we don't need to demean each other here.
Relax, Mr. Joyner. I believe you.
- Don't do that. - (IMITATES CRASH)
So let me exclude myself.
So, I'm thinking we should just meet at home and go together. Thank you.
that's in your hand.
It's about putting it all out there
Let's figure it out tomorrow when we're bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
She told me that you stole the codes.
Just like Caracas.
I'd be super bummed out! I don't want that.
There's nowhere to run, Agent Stone.
Hey, baby. I know. I'm sorry I'm late.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
I'm in.
Time out.
You're disappointed about the promotion. I get it.
Fuck you!
Hey! I got an idea. Let's roll. Here's my bike.
(THE BOOGIE BY OUTASIGHT PLAYING)
Was that the last bro? 'Cause if it was, then I'll talk.
This man is a CIA agent,
You get your hands off! Get them off the keyboard!
Hello, Bob.
- There we go, just right over here. - Fine, take it, take it.
everything worked out.
(LAUGHING)
Farts or just air.
Because he's about to whoop your ass, that's why.
Down.
Then why would you ask me?
he'd probably think I was a total loser.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my goodness.
Come on, baby. Step over.
Okay, fine. I won't go home.
Come here, Jet. That was a trachea. (GROANS)
- ... and voice chatter in the vicinity. - CALVIN: Hello! Excuse me!
two,
(SCATTERED CLAPPING)
Get him, Agent! Hit him with the stick!
Robbie Wheirdicht and Calvin The Golden Jet Joyner in my office.
Lately, I've been having this problem with my payroll account. And...
I think this whole situation's getting a little out of control.
I love you.
It's quite the thing.
You think those guys are real?
(ALL LAUGH)
How do I get your attention? Make a bird call?
- A banana, force multiplier. - What?
the buyer and the seller, they don't know each other.
(CHUCKLES)
Bob became obsessed with a ghost,
but then, by the end,
and shoot somebody?
But that's okay.
Don't tell my wife shit. Got it.
- Okie-dokie. - (GIGGLES)
What you want to know?
'Cause you're freaking out about the reunion?
Bob's last forced psych eval
I'm in big trouble.
(EXCLAIMS)
Stare into my soul and I'll stare into yours.
It's called soul gazing.
a figment of his imagination,
that I ended up peeing in my pants at the finish line.
if you don't have the right clearances.
Okay, I'm not sure if that's racist or not,
Holy shit! Robbie Wheirdicht?
Did he get hit by a bus or ripped apart by dogs
I mean, she's gotta be The Black Badger.
The reunion, dude. What-what! (CHUCKLES) This shit's on!
not feeling like he's a hero...
For what?
I know what the bike is.
Who's this mystery man?
Oh.
He's just a little weird kid that I knew in high school.
Aw, whoopsie.
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
but I didn't have many friends back then.