The Brothers Grimsby Page #3

called chil-something.

That's all I know.

Chilcott?

Oh, Jesus, he's a psychopath.

That's a kill order.

Oh, god.

Jodie, I need you

to do something for me.

I need you to find out

the identity of the man

who killed Javier Alvarez.

If I can find him,

it will clear my name.

Can you do that?

I'll try.

Seb, can I press

this red button?

Aah! God's sake.

What?

You just implanted

a tracking device in my neck!

At least I won't lose you

for another 28 years.

I forgot to mention,

i got you a present.

What?

Two tickets for me and you

to go to Chile to see england

play in the final.

How do you know if england

are gonna be in the final?

Well, they'd better be

because I just got this done.

England, world "championes,"

That says 200,016.

No, it says 2016.

That's 198,000 years

from now.

In that case, I got two zeroes

for free, so who's the idiot?

What are you doing?

I need to disappear.

There are people

looking for me.

You won't see me again.

Good luck, nobby.

Yeah.

Okay. No, no, you're right.

I should-- I should be

heading back home anyway.

Got to see the family.

It's good to reconnect.

Take care, eh?

Take care.

Wait. Since you're a spy,

does that mean no one knows

I'm your brother?

Exactly.

Well, then, I've got the perfect

place for you to hide.

Oh, no.

Oh, it's so good

to have you back

in grimsby.

You probably don't recognize it

since it were gentrified.

I am not from grimsby.

Hiya.

Hiya.

I've got a girlfriend.

It's nothing serious.

But she's fit as f***,

so hands to yourself.

Go on. Shoes off.

Hey.

Missed you, dad.

Missed you too.

Was I not clear when I said

i needed a secure location?

This place

is totally secure.

Although I don't know

who she is.

I'm just being hilarious.

That's our Britney.

You want a cup of tea?

There's a kebab.

You can have anything

you want there.

It's a kitchen, fully stocked.

Shut your f***ing mouth,

cartman!

And this is our new babby,

django unchained.

Hey, dad.

Who's that?

That's me oldest son, skeletor.

Hiya. Hey!

What's that, another son?

Don't be daft.

That's our grandson,

gangnam style.

Hiya.

Hi, dad.

And this here is Luke.

We call him that

because he's got leukemia.

I'm so sorry.

He doesn't really.

We just shave his head

so we can claim

the welfare for it.

What?

You know what?

You're looking at

a gold mine up there.

This tragedy can turn

into 65 pound 40 a week.

All right,

chemistry class is over.

Time for biology.

At its maximum,

the mother's uterus

expands to 25 cubic feet.

Who's this?

Who's that?

The other bald man. Who's this?

Jason.

He's Jason.

I'm Jason.

I've got 11 kids.

Not easy to remember them all.

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