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Keep Stakeout (2020) On Your Home Screen

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[Reading the police profile on Maria McGuire] Bill Reimers: And, the moment we've all been waiting for... 313 pounds. Chris Lecce: 313 pounds? Let me see that. Bill Reimers: I would imagine that's fully clothed. Chris Lecce: Oh my God, she could be the house! I hate this job!

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[Reading the police profile on Maria McGuire] Bill Reimers: And, the moment we've all been waiting for... 313 pounds. Chris Lecce: 313 pounds? Let me see that. Bill Reimers: I would imagine that's fully clothed. Chris Lecce: Oh my God, she could be the house! I hate this job!

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Play [Reading the police profile on Maria McGuire] Bill Reimers: And, the moment we've all been waiting for... 313 pounds. Chris Lecce: 313 pounds? Let me see that. Bill Reimers: I would imagine that's fully clothed. Chris Lecce: Oh my God, she could be the house! I hate this job!

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[in checkout] Cashier: [looks at one of Chris's items and sort of scolds] Eating between meals. Chris Lecce: [mimicking] Eating between meals.

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[in checkout] Cashier: [looks at one of Chris's items and sort of scolds] Eating between meals. Chris Lecce: [mimicking] Eating between meals.

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Play [in checkout] Cashier: [looks at one of Chris's items and sort of scolds] Eating between meals. Chris Lecce: [mimicking] Eating between meals.

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Bill Reimers: [seeing Phil and Jack leave, laughing about something] Yeah, I smell a rat, they are up to something. I don't know what it is, but they are up to something. I'm going to find out what it is [he raises binoculars to his eyes, lowers them, then turns to Chris] Bill Reimers: Do you know what it is? Chris Lecce: [casually, with a straight face] Yeah, I think I have a pretty good idea Chris Lecce: What, what, tell me? Bill Reimers: [Turns at Chris' gesture, and sees that ink...

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Bill Reimers: [seeing Phil and Jack leave, laughing about something] Yeah, I smell a rat, they are up to something. I don't know what it is, but they are up to something. I'm going to find out what it is [he raises binoculars to his eyes, lowers them, then turns to Chris] Bill Reimers: Do you know what it is? Chris Lecce: [casually, with a straight face] Yeah, I think I have a pretty good idea Chris Lecce: What, what, tell me? Bill Reimers: [Turns at Chris' gesture, and sees that ink...

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Play Bill Reimers: [seeing Phil and Jack leave, laughing about something] Yeah, I smell a rat, they are up to something. I don't know what it is, but they are up to something. I'm going to find out what it is [he raises binoculars to his eyes, lowers them, then turns to Chris] Bill Reimers: Do you know what it is? Chris Lecce: [casually, with a straight face] Yeah, I think I have a pretty good idea Chris Lecce: What, what, tell me? Bill Reimers: [Turns at Chris' gesture, and sees that ink...

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Bill Reimers: [to Phil] Lick my left one, buddy.

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Bill Reimers: [to Phil] Lick my left one, buddy.

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Play Bill Reimers: [to Phil] Lick my left one, buddy.

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Bill Reimers: What the hell did we do to deserve this? Chris Lecce: I think it was that stripper we sent to the captain on his birthday. Bill Reimers: I told you we should have sent the woman. Chris Lecce: Yeah, I think you're right. I screwed up.

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Bill Reimers: What the hell did we do to deserve this? Chris Lecce: I think it was that stripper we sent to the captain on his birthday. Bill Reimers: I told you we should have sent the woman. Chris Lecce: Yeah, I think you're right. I screwed up.

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Play Bill Reimers: What the hell did we do to deserve this? Chris Lecce: I think it was that stripper we sent to the captain on his birthday. Bill Reimers: I told you we should have sent the woman. Chris Lecce: Yeah, I think you're right. I screwed up.

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Chris Lecce: [in the Captain's office, after the FBI agent has explained what they'd like the police to do] Wait a second. Wait a second. [laughs] Chris Lecce: Excuse me Captain. There's something a little ripe here. Let me - Let me ask you a question. What you're asking is that you'd like us to sit on our butts... on some low priority shit detail... on the off chance that we're gonna run across some *bad people*. And then what are we supposed to do? We're supposed to give you a jingle......

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Chris Lecce: [in the Captain's office, after the FBI agent has explained what they'd like the police to do] Wait a second. Wait a second. [laughs] Chris Lecce: Excuse me Captain. There's something a little ripe here. Let me - Let me ask you a question. What you're asking is that you'd like us to sit on our butts... on some low priority shit detail... on the off chance that we're gonna run across some *bad people*. And then what are we supposed to do? We're supposed to give you a jingle......

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Play Chris Lecce: [in the Captain's office, after the FBI agent has explained what they'd like the police to do] Wait a second. Wait a second. [laughs] Chris Lecce: Excuse me Captain. There's something a little ripe here. Let me - Let me ask you a question. What you're asking is that you'd like us to sit on our butts... on some low priority shit detail... on the off chance that we're gonna run across some *bad people*. And then what are we supposed to do? We're supposed to give you a jingle......

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Bill Reimers: [looking in the refrigerator] I don't believe this. They ate all the food and left dog turds in the fridge. Chris Lecce: Don't worry. I'll go to the supermarket. What do you want? Bill Reimers: Truth and justice. Chris Lecce: Anything else? Bill Reimers: Doughnuts. Chris Lecce: Why not? We *are* cops.

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Bill Reimers: [looking in the refrigerator] I don't believe this. They ate all the food and left dog turds in the fridge. Chris Lecce: Don't worry. I'll go to the supermarket. What do you want? Bill Reimers: Truth and justice. Chris Lecce: Anything else? Bill Reimers: Doughnuts. Chris Lecce: Why not? We *are* cops.

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Play Bill Reimers: [looking in the refrigerator] I don't believe this. They ate all the food and left dog turds in the fridge. Chris Lecce: Don't worry. I'll go to the supermarket. What do you want? Bill Reimers: Truth and justice. Chris Lecce: Anything else? Bill Reimers: Doughnuts. Chris Lecce: Why not? We *are* cops.

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Chris Lecce: [whilst searching Maria's house, Chris holds up a newspaper clipping about Montgomery] Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris Bill Reimers: Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris Chris Lecce: [Chris continues his search] Chris Lecce: Ah - we have a letter. 'Dear Maria, I hear you are doing okay. I hear you are seeing a couple of guys. Sometimes I get so mad I could wipe out the entire world, and enjoy myself doing it'. Now how could she have dumped a charmer...

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Chris Lecce: [whilst searching Maria's house, Chris holds up a newspaper clipping about Montgomery] Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris Bill Reimers: Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris Chris Lecce: [Chris continues his search] Chris Lecce: Ah - we have a letter. 'Dear Maria, I hear you are doing okay. I hear you are seeing a couple of guys. Sometimes I get so mad I could wipe out the entire world, and enjoy myself doing it'. Now how could she have dumped a charmer...

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Play Chris Lecce: [whilst searching Maria's house, Chris holds up a newspaper clipping about Montgomery] Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris Bill Reimers: Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris Chris Lecce: [Chris continues his search] Chris Lecce: Ah - we have a letter. 'Dear Maria, I hear you are doing okay. I hear you are seeing a couple of guys. Sometimes I get so mad I could wipe out the entire world, and enjoy myself doing it'. Now how could she have dumped a charmer...

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Chris Lecce: [Chris and Bill are whiling away the time playing trivia questions] Okay, I got one, name the 16th President Bill Reimers: I don't know Chris Lecce: Here's a hint... Bill Reimers: Abraham Lincoln. Bill Reimers: [His questions are identifying quotes] Okay, "This was no boating accident!" Chris Lecce: No idea Bill Reimers: Man, you suck at this

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Chris Lecce: [Chris and Bill are whiling away the time playing trivia questions] Okay, I got one, name the 16th President Bill Reimers: I don't know Chris Lecce: Here's a hint... Bill Reimers: Abraham Lincoln. Bill Reimers: [His questions are identifying quotes] Okay, "This was no boating accident!" Chris Lecce: No idea Bill Reimers: Man, you suck at this

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Play Chris Lecce: [Chris and Bill are whiling away the time playing trivia questions] Okay, I got one, name the 16th President Bill Reimers: I don't know Chris Lecce: Here's a hint... Bill Reimers: Abraham Lincoln. Bill Reimers: [His questions are identifying quotes] Okay, "This was no boating accident!" Chris Lecce: No idea Bill Reimers: Man, you suck at this

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Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Hey. What'd I tell you about touching my books. Billy Steeks: [raising his voice] I didn't touch your dirty fag rags! Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Oh yeah! Well then who the hell else did, since its just you and me in here. Billy Steeks: Piss off! Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Don't f*cking tell me to piss off. Billy Steeks: I just did asshole. [the two start fighting]

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Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Hey. What'd I tell you about touching my books. Billy Steeks: [raising his voice] I didn't touch your dirty fag rags! Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Oh yeah! Well then who the hell else did, since its just you and me in here. Billy Steeks: Piss off! Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Don't f*cking tell me to piss off. Billy Steeks: I just did asshole. [the two start fighting]

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Play Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Hey. What'd I tell you about touching my books. Billy Steeks: [raising his voice] I didn't touch your dirty fag rags! Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Oh yeah! Well then who the hell else did, since its just you and me in here. Billy Steeks: Piss off! Richard "Stick" Montgomery: Don't f*cking tell me to piss off. Billy Steeks: I just did asshole. [the two start fighting]