Transcript
It's good to know there is still one number you can always count on.
T. Bond.
Another day, another day.
We're collecting cars and you seem extremely stressed out. I'm stressed.
I spent all night being Batman.
Two hours sleep. Woke up. Go to court. Romanian justice.
That was fun. Batman's justice.
Left. Trained.
Started to do my work. Now I have to clip cars. It's a hard life. It never ends. You know? The average man would be tired. The average man would be hungry. Not me. Running on pure adrenaline, nicotine, and caffeine. No sleep. Just cigars and coffee. Coffee number 11, cigar number 4. Aikido.
I think the average man would also be excited. Ex-mited. Excited about what? You're picking up new cars. It's your fault.
I had to get them in the first place. You made this happen.
Because last night when I told you I was Batman in my Batmobile,
You said...
That was supposed to be James Bond.
I did say that.
So you made this act?
Are you telling me we're picking up Astin's? We're picking up Astin's. No way.
Thank you.
And it's all you're doing, Bailey, so I hope you're proud of yourself.
Normally I have to dance or something. What do I normally do?
Don't I normally dance around and say, "Ha ha ha?"
You thought you took all my cars. You can't take all my cars. I know
You thought you took all my cars. You can't take all my cars.
you know, go the authorities that put me in jail.
Is that what I normally do?
Even though everyone's telling me to be quiet, be careful, you're still in court.
Don't I normally just say,
You can't take my cars, you can't take my money.
You thought you found it all. You didn't. I'm still rich. Ha ha ha.
Is that what I normally do, like some immature idiot
at the ripe age of 37 years old. 37 years of age, I'm dancing around laughing at the cops.
goading them openly
spending millions when I'm supposed to be bankrupt.
Is that the kind of stupid thing that I do?
Only when we're feeling extra petty.
Yes, we're driving.
Yeah, I've been driving, I guess.
That's what we're doing.
engines and steering wheels, so you get in when driving places.
Thanks, sir.
Transport.
Basically.
Nice!
Bye.
Nice!
They put me in jail on a fabricated case. And I came out with McLarens and Aston Martins and portions of Ferraris and Lamborghinis and a big dick. I'm still tall and strong and smart.
Please human traffic me, lol, thinking they're original and cute, not knowing I've heard it 400 times that day. But if they're sexy enough,
the night.
Take me to jail where I belong. Back with the cockroaches. Put me back in jail because if you don't, this is my life. If you let me be free, I have the best life on the planet. So you better lock me up. Otherwise, all the people at home who said, Andrew's a bad person, Andrew's in jail. My life is so much better than theirs could ever be.
Come on.
No jail. No jail. My diamond watch. Master Martin said.
- Fucked. - And you got one more, on the way. - 10 more! I've only brought two here. Oh, sorry, they took all my cars.
*Mario sounds*
Hey, hey.
*laughs*
Ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha!
Ahhh...
You know...
There's not many people who could have done what I've done. To one day be picked up, thrown in a jail cell, sit there, suffer with the cockroaches, come out, defeat the BBC, fix the narrative when they tried to damage my name, survive with no bank accounts, manage to stay rich despite all the Matrix attacks, and then eventually I'm going to walk free from all this garbage a hero. Not many men can do that. There's a mental pressure that most aren't ready to take.
But I'm Talk G. And Batman.
out.
There's only 300 of these in the world. 300 in the world. Because they make the Vantage V8. There's 333 of these and 300 of those. Yeah, 333 of these and 300 of those in the world. Special cars.
Sorry, that's just the sound of me being monumentally fucking rich.
despite the fact they're trying to stop me from being monumentally rich. They're trying so hard to stop me being rich. Wait, what's that? I can hear is that a DBS 770 that my brother's driving?
Yeah, it must be.
Oh, hello Tristan.
Thank you.
Jail, please. Jail, please. Take me to jail, please.
Why won't you take me to jail?
Put me back in jail, please. I'm at the point where all my enemies can do is immortalize me.
- I'm sorry.
Walk or jail? I'm immortalized. I don't even care. You think I'm scared of suffering? I'm Andrew fucking Tate. You think I'm scared of going back to fucking jail? You think I'm scared of suffering? You think I'm going to go to jail and have a mental breakdown, be a pussy like everyone else? No, I'll go to jail smiling, happy. I'll be dancing just the fucking same. Put me in jail. Because if you don't, this is my life. Being super rich all of the time, forever.
Let's see what it's got. Alright, she'll get up and go. She'll go.
That's the best looking car I've ever seen in my life. That's what I have seen, dude.
It's probably the sixiest car I have ever seen. The internet doesn't do it justice.
I like the old Aston, that was getting a bit old, but that to me now is the best of
- Yep.
That is V12.
12 is
different animal.
anyway let's go for a drive kill ourselves
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Eat coffee with a spoon out of the jar and sit on our laptops.
I'm going to pull up your door.
I'm a sharp like guillotine, da.
It's a my blaster. The life I won't live for the fast cash. Rich I'm a no attack. Fully goes up, can't fall off.
Ben's big like how the road big. Have some goons when I roll with. Up-down girl, she at your feet. Yo, I'm at my day, I'm at my day. Clock, I'm not left, he's on the belly. Beat, chop, anytime when I'm ready.
Send the food number zelly, yo the dial light steady. Speed off, Jesus. White tees number beam. Gas on my shop like guillotine dodge.
Steve just send me the leads. Ten mil at the Adelaide. Me are the definition of a means. Somebody tell me what the fuck the means.
I can't wait for the image.
you
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