Windstruck Page #2
- Year:
- 2004
- 123 min
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You're dead!
We need to get the leader!
Let's get out of here
Freeze!
Who the hell are you?
Let me go. I'm an undercover cop
What's an undercover cop?
I don't know. An agent who does
secret investigation
Nice work
Who the hell are you?
You ruined everything!
I could've nailed them all
You ruined it!
Let me go!
You destroyed my masterpiece
Let's go
Do you know how great my plan was?
You threw mud on a Picasso!
Come on up, hurry
Give me the key
It's gone. I must've dropped it
while we were running
Let me see. Don't touch
It hurts
Hold my hand. It won't hurt as much
Everyone had to rush out for backup
We don't have any extras
They took all the handcuffs we had
Oh, and did you...
beat up some kids on the street?
Yeah, why?
His father is a big shot in our district
He's in a rage!
He's coming here. You'd better hide
Why? I didn't do anything wrong
He's the godfather of the nightclubs
He's almost like a gangster
Hurry and go
Nice introduction, Sheriff
So you're the b*tch who beat up my son
So what? Wait, sir!
You stay out of this
Sir, let's talk first
Get out! Hey, b*tch
How dare you hit my son?
You want to die? Are you staring at me?
I don't care if you're a cop
Go ahead, b*tch!
Take it easy, sir
Let's talk it over
Who the hell are you?
Hey b*tch. What did my son do?
Cops shouldn't hit people
He was smoking on the street and
acting rude so I taught him a lesson
If his Dad doesn't care,
I don't care if he smokes
who are you to hit him, b*tch?
Stop calling me b*tch,
you son-of-a-b*tch thug!
What? You're asking for death
Calm down, Officer Yeo
I'll take care of this, sir
She needs to be fired
She's a waste of taxpayer money
Hey you, watch out
when you walk home at night
Hey, boys. Remember her
Don't forget her face!
Yes sir!
How about you and
I just step outside
What the hell?
Do you think I have time for this?
You b*tch
Why, are you scared?
You ill-mannered b*tch!
You a**hole!
I can't take this sh*t anymore!
So you can yell, huh?
Stop staring at me, punk
You son of a b*tch
You're a big guy, huh?
That doesn't mean
you can hit a police officer!
Who the hell is this?
Sh*t!
Murder, arson, rape... I'm a three-peat
offender! You wanna die too?
What's the difference
between three murders or four?
Do you wanna die? On your knees, now!
On your knees! On your knees!"
What are you doing?
Can you do this in a police station?
You're one to talk
On your knees, bastard!
What are you guys doing?
On your knees!
Rich bastards get away with everything!
I'm sick of this world! On your knees!
Repeat after me. I'm sorry, officers
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