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Mandingo II The Enslavening
No, shut up. We go in, drop the journal and get out. No snooping.
[ALARM CLOCK BEEPING]
ARCHER: Huh, that's gross? You use shrimp tape.
[OVER RADIO] There's about a bajillion hide sites around here.
- Please, please, don't hate me. - Uh...
Yikes, yeah. You can't have a flashback with a flash-forward in it, that's...
All right, time for a little tension relief of my own.
- Is that helping? Fricking Lana. - Stop.
Just like I bet every one of your boyfriends has, all the way back to...
- How long did she say this will last? - Four hours.
...in favor of strategic arms limitations, but the hardliners in the KGB...
Ow!
You know, if I'd gone to the thing.
- Uh, okay. There's a nice way to do that. - Ugh. Will you just...?
My acting career... Shut up.
The KGB's gonna shoot this prick as he walks into the UN.
And, Lana, please, you have to, have to, have to help me.
...with my real assignments, we are finished.
- Holy shit snacks. - Yeah. They said he could've gone pro.
- Which is why we want to change the title... MAN: To what, Mandingo II?