Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, you're done.

Oldest working breed.

What are you doing? Where you going, you mug?

Yep, I'm on it.

Just give me a couple of days to think over your proposal.

deserves their own dinner. Come in!

You dirty little fucking...

South Glade Mission Church.

You're getting in on Arthur's invitation.

You're popular, inspirational...

MRW when I pull out the b team in a raid

If you propose We can do it in the asshole

Who was with you in that fucking pub?

You're the one who asked for a biometric security system.

Lox as in smoked fish?

OPPS CHASING LUCIUS FOR 20+ KILLS PER WEEK

Shit, I'll tell you what you want. Please!

- As in James Bond? - No.

South Glade Mission Church is a hate group based in Kentucky.

Mr. King, welcome.

- Dean? - Shut the fuck up.

every man, woman and child can claim a free SIM card...

words to live by, nova

Leave it on, eh, Mum?

Well, this ain't that kind of movie.

I'll be right back.

and if you look closely on the back, there's a number.

- Who is he? - Some climate change doomsayer.

You have exactly one hour to complete the test...

to ensure the wearer remains unaffected by the waves from the SIM cards.

And, obviously, I had my people look into your affairs...

Do I look like I play bingo?

Charlie, Roxy, well done.

Good girl, Rox...

No, I shot my dog...

Welcome in the new age!

You jacked his fucking car keys, bruv?

How did I fucking miss it?

Congratulations on making it to the final six candidates.

YARINDAN İTİBAREN As Of Tomorrow...

When you reach the edge of the atmosphere...

Let's get the fuck out of here!

about the world healing itself, or some such.

It's like Charlie said. I'm just a pleb.

"Congratulations, Mycroft, You Just Graduated From My Pilot To My Valet."

It'll take an hour, maybe two.

and that's some pretty old money you're from.

All right, everybody on your feet!

He ain't joking. You should go.

One of you, and only one of you, will become the next Lancelot.

Fuck, he's right! Boys, let's do it.

you get a fever.

Feeling good, Alik.

But you think Valentine is a supporter?

Gazelle! Let's go ascoting.

Because, I swear, I'll rip your head off.

Eggsy, where are you going?

- Don't touch... - Sorry, Your Royal Highness.

Nonsense. We haven't finished our drinks.

We'll see about that, yeah?

I have trouble understanding you people sometimes.

Red, get the '62 Dalmore.

The Suit is the modern gentleman's armor

Sorry to eavesdrop...

Kill that mother fucka he killed all our friends!

Our boss just wants to talk to you.

Give me a far-fetched theatrical plot any day.

Come sit down, boy.

Posh girls love a bit of rough

I killed all those people.

And since I'm going to Royal Ascot...

And you, too, Prime Minister.

Fuck off! Get the fuck away with ya!

But nothing beats two cheeseburgers with secret sauce.

No, no, they killed each other.

That ain't an answer.

Come here, son!

If they all go homicidal at the same time then...

Yeah, all right.

Glasses, gentlemen, please.

You listen to me!

What kind of response are we talking?

a Kingsman only condones the risking of a life to save another.

I very much regret that your husband's bravery can't be publicly celebrated.

The world is going to shit!

Well, it's not really fine, but it's not why I'm here.

I see a young man with potential.

A Kingsman agent needs to be able to solve problems under pressure.

How's the view?

Shit, we're an odd number now!

Since you've been out, hundreds of VIPs have gone missing.

Because the last time I checked The planet was still fucked

Let's have that then.

And the baby...

Get one of these instead. They're delicious.

One of these days, I'm gonna smash his face in.

and speeding it will cost a fortune.

In a moment, you will each collect a body bag.

is that we're light-fingered.

and you'll find an equally convoluted way to escape.

- What? - It was a blank, Eggsy.

Okay, send out the countdown clock.

We're coming up on Valentine's base. Gotta go.

Hey, we got a racer!

I don't want your help!

I'm sorry about that, bruv.