Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me Page #2
-You can't even--
-Zip it.
Zi-i-i-p.
Look, all Im--
Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury, ex-zip-it A.
Number Two,
would you please back me up?
-Look, Im Zippi Longstocking.
-l can't--
When a problem comes along
You must zip it
Zip it good.
Frau, would you please--
-Im just trying to--
-Zip.
Would you like to have
a suckle of my zipple?
-l want you--Stop--
-Zip.
Listen--All--You know--
You're like a child--
Talk in--If you--
Just--One time--
Zip it.
Unveil the time portal.
As you know...
Austin Powers
was frozen in 1967.
Therefore,
I will travel to 1969...
two years after he was frozen.
He'll be helpless.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Im about to travel
through time.
I bid you adieu.
Im OK.
Not turned on, I suppose.
Do you think you could...
Yeah, thanks.
Come, Mini-Me!
Don't be scared, Mini-Me.
Welcome to 1969.
Thank you, Number Two.
You look so healthy
and youthful.
Well, thank you.
Herr Doktor.
And Frau, you look so...
Right.
I received your memo
from the future.
Your new lair is up and running.
Is it a hollowed-out volcano
like I asked for?
Of course.
Good.
Then it's all going
perfectly to plan.
Yeah, baby, yeah!
When did you get the Clapper?
November 1964.
Dutch East Indies. Shore leave.
Do you know how we keep warm
in Russia?
I can guess, baby.
We play chess.
I guessed wrong.
It takes a keen intellect
to play chess.
I assume you know how to play.
Of course, baby.
What to do, what to do.
Let me ask you a question.
And be honest.
Do I make you horny, baby?
Do l?
Do I make you randy?
No more games.
Dr. Evil sent me here
to kill you...
but I find you so...
sexy and...
Just make love to me.
Now, Austin Powerovich.
Hurry!
You're hairy like animal!
Grr, baby! Very grr!
Make love to me, monkey man.
Dr. Evil, I don't understand...
how we can hope to steal
Austin Powers' mojo.
We've tried this before.
The security around Powers
is foolproof.
But this time
we have an operative...
inside the Ministry of Defense.
Really?
Yes, really.
He's stealing Austin Powers'
mojo even as we speak.
Really?
He's a disgruntled
Scottish guard...
known for his lethal temper
and his unusual eating habits.
His name...Fat Bastard.
We've had reports there's a spy
in the Ministry of Defense.
The contents of this room
are vital to the country.
Be on special alert.
Yes, sir.
And try to lose some weight,
for God's sake.
Mr. English colonel
tellin' me to lose weight.
Im a hard case, he says.
I ate a baby!
Oh, aye, baby.
The other other white meat.
Baby:
Its what's for dinner.Ive got your mojo now,
sonny Jim.
What's wrong?
Crikey!
Ive lost my mojo.
Austin,
the test results confirm...
that you've lost your mojo...
and it couldn't come
at a worse time.
We have evidence that Dr. Evil
has developed a time machine...
and has traveled back
to the year 1969.
Luckily, we, too...
have developed
a time travel device...
to transport you
back to the Sixties.
This is where you
input your destination.
Wait a tick.
Basil, if I travel back to 1969
and I was frozen in 1967...
presumably, I could go visit
my frozen self.
But if Im still frozen
in 1967...
how could I have been
unthawed...
in the Nineties
and traveled back--
Oh, no, Ive gone cross-eyed.
I suggest you don't worry
about this sort of thing...
and just enjoy yourself.
That goes for you all, too.
This is smashing, Basil.
I go back to the Sixties,
recharge my mojo...
defeat Dr. Evil,
and be back in time for tea.
Swinging Sixties,
here I come, baby, yeah!
Move! Move!
Sorry.
I bet that's expensive.
Sorry.
Easy!
Stop it now, Austin!
Here we go.
Yeah, baby, yeah!
Godspeed, Austin Powers.
Im home!
Im back in the Sixties,
baby, yeah!
Get your hands
off my Heinie, baby.
Who are you today, baby?
My name is Robin Swallows.
Swallows.
That's an interesting name.
Maiden name's Spitz.
Which is it, baby,
Spitz or Swallows?
Those are skintight.
How do you get
into those pants, baby?
You can start
by buying me a drink.
I want! I want!
Better play it cool.
Your friend works for Dr. Evil.
And just who
do you work for, baby?
Tell me, Mr. Powers...
do you swing?
Are you kidding, baby?
I put the Grr! in swinger,
baby!
Then why don't you come right...
over here.
I can do that.
Prepare to die, Powers!
Use the machine gun!
Say good-bye, Powers!
Use the bazooka!
The fall will kill us both,
Powers!
You can't win, Powers.
Why won't you die?
Care for a ride?
Go!
Austin Powers, I presume.
Powers by name,
Powers by reputation.
Felicity Shagwell, CIA.
Shagwell by name...
shag-very-well by reputation.
Oh, behave!
Not if I can help it.
You know what's remarkable
is how much England...
looks in no way
like Southern California.
Crikey!
We've got company! Looks like
one of Dr. Evil's assassins.
Steady now.
Hands up!
Do you remember me,
Austin Powers?
I don't recall your name
but your...
fez is familiar.
My name is Mustafa.
And Im the man
who will be killing you now.
Daktari!
Who sent you?
You'll have to kill me.
Who sent you?
Kiss my ass, Powers.
Who sent you?
Dr. Evil.
-That was easy.
-That was.
Why did you tell us?
I can't stand to be asked
the same question three times.
It just irritates me.
Where is Dr. Evil hiding?
Why would he tell me?
Im just one of his
low-level functionaries.
Where is Dr. Evil hiding?
You'll have to torture me.
Ill never tell you.
-Where is Dr. Evil hiding?
-Damn! Three times.
He's hiding
in the secret volcano lair.
Where's Dr. Evil's
secret volcano lair?
I spit at the question.
Do I really have to ask you
two more times?
Go to hell, Powers!
Fine. Where is Dr. Evil's
secret volcano lair?
I will take it
to the grave with me.
You have to answer.
The second question was...
Do I really have to ask you
two more times?
That would be the first question
in a new line of questioning...
and wouldn't count in
the other line of questioning.
He's right.
However, Im just trying to
get information from you, man.
I don't need any consistency
in the questions, do l?
No. You're preaching
to the converted--
If Im preaching
to the converted...
then why are you
being so slavish...
to the three-question form?
You're not even
looking at me, man.
Now you're just being rude,
you know what I mean?
You're not listening, man.
Oh, crikey!
Well, Austin, I think this time
you have finally met your match.
Oh, no, baby.
Ive beaten Dr. Evil before,
and Ill beat him again.
I was talking about me.
Hello up there!
I seem to have fallen
down a cliff.
Im still alive,
but Im very badly injured.
I think my legs are broken.
Ill try to stand.
Yes, they are broken.
Perhaps you could
toss me a band-aid...
or some antibacterial cream.
Im in an extraordinarily
large amount of pain.
The bone has
gone through the skin.
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