Deep Rising
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:02:07
- How we doin' out there, Leila?
- Fuck you!

:02:10
How you doing, my ass!
I’m totally soaked out here.

:02:12
Aw, come on now, I pay you
two bucks a day, don't I?

:02:15
Get off your lazy ass
and come and help me!

:02:18
Cut me some slack, will ya?
:02:20
I’m workin' hard too, you know.
:02:28
Now what?
:02:31
- Son of a bitch. Pantucci!
- Ow! Shit, man!

:02:36
I'm flyin' blind up here,
Brainiac. I thought you fixed the radar.

:02:39
- It's a little temperamental.
You have to be gentle.
- Gentle, my ass.

:02:42
The whole system
just crapped out on me.

:02:44
- Killed off by your negative vibes.
- No doubt.

:02:48
Are you hittin' that thing again?
:02:51
No.
:02:57
You know, where is it written
that I have to go out there and work?

:03:00
I mean, you know, Finnegan, why don't
you get your ass out there sometime?

:03:04
I love you too, Leila.
:03:07
- Everything all right?
- Just peachy.

:03:10
We are on schedule, are we not?
:03:12
- You didn't hire me for my social graces.
- That's right.

:03:15
We hired you for your reputation.
You better live up to it.

:03:19
- Where are we?
- Right there. Middle of nowhere.

:03:22
- And our final destination?
- Right...

:03:26
there.
:03:28
- Middle of nowhere squared.
- Finny.

:03:31
Yeah, I heard of you.
But I thought you'd be older.

:03:34
Like a fine wine, I'm aging gracefully.
Thank you.

:03:37
Like a fine wine, my ass.
:03:40
You look more like
a keg of beer to me.

:03:49
Any questions,
Mr. Finnegan?

:03:51
Nope. I get paid to shut up
and do my job.

:03:54
So I shut up and do my job.
:03:56
You're not the least bit curious
as to where we're going?

:03:58
Like the sign says,
"If the cash is there, we do not care."


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