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About the cross-dressing thing?
In the past, funny. Today, disturbing.
Lady, if you don't find a rabbit
with lipstick amusing...
you and I have
nothing to say to each other.
Look, I'm trying to be nice...
but I was brought in
to leverage your synergy...
and I am not going to let you
or some wacky duck--
Wacky, daffy, nutty, fruitcake,
crispy over rice, it doesn't matter.
Well, these matter.
And this.
And they say we get Daffy back.
Right, boys?
- We want Daffy!
- Bring him back!
We love Daffy!
Little Damian.
Hey, Granny.
Hi, Tweety.
How was work today?
What a nice young man.
Guess who? So did you miss me?
I'm glad I was fired.
In a few days,
they'll be kissing my befeathered rump...
begging me to come back. But I won't.
Did I miss the part where I invited you in?
I'll be too busy accepting numerous,
multiple offers.
Every studio in town...
Who am I kidding? My career is over.
Perhaps I was being too polite. Get out!
I'll starve. I'll have to eat envelope glue.
Wait, a sushi bar.
- Daffy.
- Yes.
Leave my father's house. Now.
You live with Daddy?
Yeah, so?
Just, you know, kind of temporarily.
I've hit rock bottom.
I'm hanging out with a security guard
who lives with his father.
My grease and gravy!
Your dad is Damian Drake.
- The super spy.
- He's an actor who plays a spy.
- And that? That was his I Spy Award.
- Ingenious.
An actor playing a super spy as a cover
for being a super spy playing an actor.
In fact, I'll bet this whole dump
is a super spy lair.
Nothing is as it seems.
You're probably protected by
an invisible force field right this minute.
The force field-penetrating apple.
Just feel free to continue
your delusional ranting...
while I answer my...
- Son?
- Dad?
What are you doing in the painting?
I wanted to keep you out of this,
but there's no one else I can trust.
Can you hold on a second?
Are you shooting a movie or something?
A new Damian Drake movie? Cool.
Come to Las Vegas.
Ask Dusty Tails for the Blue Monkey.
The Blue Monkey? What's a Blue Monkey?
A diamond. A very special diamond.
Find Dusty Tails.
Dad, you need me
to call the police or something?
- No police.
- Dad, are you all right?
I'm sorry I never told you this before,
but I...
- Dad?
- Diamond? I'm rich!
- I've joined the leisure class.
- I gotta go save my dad.
Your dad, yeah.
So count me in. A spy caper.
Double agents, exploding bikinis,
tigers hanging from helicopters!
I'm through with show biz!
From now on,
I'm gonna live the adventure.
- Next stop, Las Vegas.
- I'll take my dad's old car.
- A super spy car. Let's ride.
- This isn't a spy car.
Your dad is a spy. Ipso ergo, a spy car.
I used to deliver pizzas in this car.
Secret pizzas?
A spy pie, maybe?
Fine, be that way.
But it's definitely a spy car!
A little help here?
You know how I know it's a spy car?
Because it looks
absolutely nothing like a spy car.
I don't think this routine
is gonna work without Daffy, but...
Say your prayers, rabbit.
It's rabbit season.
- Duck season.
- Rabbit season.
- Rabbit season.
- Wait a minute.
See, I told you
this wasn't gonna work without--
Pain. Agony!
You're fired.
- But you--
- You got rid of our best duck.
You can't fire me.
My films have made $950 million!
- That's not a billion.
- Nope. Not a billion.
All right.
I think we can all agree that the decision
to get rid of Daffy was a poor one.
But it's time to move on.
And by move on, I mean reversing course
and getting Daffy back.
By Monday.
I will have Daffy back on Monday.
That went well.
Listen, doll face, if I know Daffy,
he's already hit the road by now.
It's good to stretch.
I'm getting tired
of throwing you out of the car.
That's my
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