Kingsman: The Golden Circle Quotes

[Eggsy enters Harry's room with a Cairn Terrier puppy. Harry wakes up startled]
Eggsy: It's all right. Don't panic. Just thought I'd bring you a little leaving present.
[Eggsy approaches Harry]
Eggsy: What do you think? He's lovely, isn't he? Would you like to hold him?
[Eggsy gives the puppy to Harry]
Harry

Hart: Hello.
[as Harry smiles at the puppy, Eggsy points his gun at it]
Eggsy: Do you think I should shoot him?
[Harry sees the gun and gets off the bed]
Harry Hart: Are you quite mad?
Eggsy: What? What's the problem?
Harry Hart: No! You can't!
Eggsy: Eh?

What?
Harry Hart: No, you'll have to shoot me!
Eggsy: Shoot you? Well, I will shoot you.
Harry Hart: No! No one's sick enough to shoot a puppy!
Eggsy: Well, what about you, Harry? You were sick enough to shoot a puppy! Do you remember?
Harry Hart: What?
[Harry breathes

heavily as he looks at the puppy and the butterflies on the walls coming to life. He begins to recall his old house and Mr. Pickle before the day Valentine shot him]
Harry Hart: It was a blank!
Eggsy: Yes, Harry! Yes!
Harry Hart: It was a fucking blank!
Eggsy: That's right. It was a blank.

Harry Hart: I would never hurt Mr. Pickle!
Eggsy: Yes, Harry!
Harry Hart: He lived a ripe old age! He died of pancreatitis!
[Harry looks at the puppy]
Harry Hart: You're not Mr. Pickle. Eggsy.
Eggsy: Hello, Harry.

Fox News Anchor: Who is Poppy Adams? After graduating Harvard Business School, Adams was briefly held for serious mental health issues before disappearing without a trace.
Harvard Professor: Intelligent, ambitious, ruthless, lacks empathy, superficial charm. All the elements of a great CEO. Or a psychopath.
Fox News Anchor: Following

the broadcast of Adams' message to the President, there were scenes of chaos today at medical centers across the country and around the world.
Fox News Anchor: The blue rash is now being renamed 'The Dancing Disease', as victims begin to exhibit stage two symptoms.
Fox News Anchor: Victims of the virus caused by tampered recreational drugs flooded

hospitals and clinics in fear for their lives.
Fox News Anchor: Curfews and no travel orders are being considered as authorities assess the scale of the disaster. But there has still been no official response from the President, who remains locked in emergency talks.

[Harry opens the briefcase and enters the release code]
Harry Hart: Viva Las...
[a lasso is suddenly wrapped around his neck]
Whiskey: So?
[Eggsy turns around and sees Whiskey]
Whiskey: Don't move, kid. You try anything funny, and I'll turn this thing electric. Now give up your guns, fellas. Slide 'em over.

[Eggsy and Harry grab their guns and slide them over to Whiskey]
Eggsy: Whiskey, we are all on the same side here. You've had a head injury. The exact same thing happened to Harry. You're having some sort of... brain glitch.
Whiskey: Nope. My brain's all good, kid. And you know what? I reckon the same was true for your old friend Harry over here.

Real fine instincts, I'll give him that. So stay still, or I'll dice him up so small, you can take him home in a bucket and still have room for what's left of your buddy Merlin.
Eggsy: Well, that's just fucking great. You're working for the President?
Whiskey: That asshole?
[chuckles]
Whiskey: Hell no. It's a matter of

personal principle, Agent. No more drug users. And the Statesman share price rockets.
Eggsy: So those are your principles? Making money? Our agencies were founded to uphold peace. To protect the innocent.
Whiskey: Do you wanna know who was innocent? My high school sweetheart. Love of my life. Pregnant with my little boy. He's be about your age now if

his mama hadn't got caught in the crossfire when two meth head freaks decided to rob a fucking convenience store. A world without those people in it... sure smells like peace to me. You break the law, you pay the price. Good riddance to all of them. That's why I got to destroy that case. Now slide it over, Agent Galahad.
[Harry closes the case and slides it over to Whiskey]

Whiskey: Thank you.
Eggsy: Do you know what, Harry? I think he's got a point. I think it sounds like a bright idea.
[Eggsy activates the flash on his watch to temporarily blind Whiskey while Harry disarms him and frees himself from the lasso]

[Eggsy leaves the Kingsman tailor shop when he is confronted by a hooded figure]
Eggsy: Eggy. You mind if I share your cab?
[the hooded figure reveals himself to be Charlie]
Eggsy: Charlie?
[as Eggsy approaches him, Charlie pulls out a gun]
Charlie: It's ironic, isn't it? You look like a gentleman, I look like a

pleb. If I was you, I'd unlock your cab.
[a group of Jaguar SUVs approach them slowly as Charlie has Eggsy enter the Kingsman taxi. Just when Eggsy unlocks the door, he shoves Charlie in the cab before signaling his driver to leave the premises]
Eggsy: Pete, get us out of here!

[Eggsy emerges out of the sewers back to his house]
Eggsy: Babe! I'm home!
Princess Tilde: I'm here.
[Princess Tilde sees Eggsy all covered in raw sewage]
Princess Tilde: What the hell happened?
Eggsy: [approaching Princess Tilde] It's a long story that deserves a kiss.
Princess

Tilde: [backing up] Not even JB would kiss you right now.
[JB looks at Eggsy, then tilts his head to the floor]
Eggsy: If you really love me, just one little kiss.
[pause, then Princess Tilde closes her eyes and prepares to kiss Eggsy. He suddenly backs up]
Eggsy: You were really gonna do it?
Princess

Tilde: Yeah.
Eggsy: Now that is true love right there. Amazing. I'm gonna go get changed.

[Poppy leads Charles and Angel to the diner's counter as she puts on an apron]
Poppy: So, fellas, I have a couple of things that I wanna clarify. You understand that in The Golden Circle, my authority is never to be questioned, right? And the importance of following orders? Do you understand that? And the value of loyalty?
[Charles and Angel nod]

Poppy: It's easy to nod, isn't it?
[Charles and Angel continue to nod]
Poppy: I don't like easy. I like proof.
[pause before Poppy looks at Angel]
Poppy: What's your name?
Angel: [Spanish accent] Angel, ma'am.
Poppy: Angel, baby. Hey...
[whispers]

Poppy: Your old pal Charles has messed up. That's all I'm gonna tell you, because that's all you need to know. So put him in the mincer, okay?
[Angel looks at the meat grinder behind the counter before everyone starts to laugh. Poppy then turns on the grinder, much to Charles' shock. Charles attempts to run, but is cornered by Poppy's robot dogs Bennie and Jet before Angel

knocks him out and places him above the grinder]
Charles: No, Miss Poppy!
[Charles screams before being turned into ground beef]
Poppy: Good job! See my salon across the way? Head there for your makeover.
[Angel walks out of the diner as Poppy places a hamburger patty on the grill]

[Eggsy prepares to leave the house]
Princess Tilde: Eggsy, I hope you're hungry.
[Eggsy sees that Princess Tilde has prepared breakfast]
Eggsy: Oh, babe, I was gonna grab breakfast at work. This looks lovely, but I'm running late.
Princess Tilde: I just thought maybe we could practice? For tonight.

Eggsy: Practice?
Princess Tilde: Mm-hmm.
Eggsy: Eating?
Princess Tilde: You said you've never eaten at a palace before. And Pappa is sort of picky about table manners.
Eggsy: Well, as it happens, babe, I've got this shit on lock. I know what every single one of them knives and forks is

for.
[Eggsy recalls his dining etiquette training with Harry]
Harry Hart: This is a butter knife. It's the only one you need to remember; the rest of the cutlery is easy. You start from the outside, and you work your way in with each course.
[Harry notices the way Eggsy is holding the knife]
Harry Hart: And never let anyone describe you

as 'H.K.L.P.'
Eggsy: What is that?
Harry Hart: 'Holds knife like pen.' A habit erroneously described to be upper class dining etiquette.
[shows the proper way to hold the knife]
Harry Hart: It is quite the opposite.
[Harry points at the glasses]
Harry Hart: White wine, pudding wine, red

wine, water, and pop. Or whatever tipple takes your fancy.
[Harry opens the soup bowl. Eggsy pours some soup on his bowl]
Eggsy: Am I supposed to wait for everyone else to be served before I start eating?
Harry Hart: Only if the dish being served is cold, or if the Queen is present. Otherwise, tuck in.
[back to present]

Eggsy: Got to be honest... never really thought that royalty bit would be relevant. Harry would've been chuffed.
Princess Tilde: Oh. I wish I could've met him.
[pause, before Eggsy turns around to face Harry's preserved dog]
Eggsy: You miss him too, don't you, Mr. Pickle? Mmm?
[pause, then Eggsy turns back to Princess

Tilde]
Eggsy: Mr. Pickle says, 'Yeah'.

[Angel returns to the diner from his makeover at the salon]
Poppy: It's beautiful, isn't it?
[Angel looks at the golden ring tattoo on his chest]
Poppy: Not that. This.
[Poppy reveals a hamburger, to the shocked look on Angel's face]
Poppy: Bon appetit.
[Angel sits down and looks at the hamburger, then at

Charles' legs sticking out of the meat grinder. He then picks up the burger and slowly bites it]
Poppy: How is it?
Angel: [Spanish accent] It's delicious!
Poppy: Welcome to Golden Circle.

[Eggsy is having dinner with the Swedish Royal Family]
Eggsy: [Swedish] This is very delicious.
The King of Sweden: I think we should do you the favor of conversing in English, yes?
[pause]
The King of Sweden: So, tell me, what do you do?
Eggsy: I work for Kingsman, the tailors, Your Highness.
The King of Sweden: You may

address my daughter as 'Your Highness'. Please address the Queen and myself with 'Your Majesty'.
Princess Tilde: Pappa, this is a family dinner, not some state function.
The King of Sweden: Well, then.
[clears throat]
The King of Sweden: Eggsy, what do you make of the current situation in the Indian financial markets?
Princess Tilde: Pappa!

Eggsy: Uh... well...
[pause]
Eggsy: I don't think we can underestimate the impact of ECB's quantitative easing measures. And, of course, the liquidity wave from the U.S. Federal Reserve rate hike getting pushed back.
[astonished look on the King's face before signaling for the next course]
The King of Sweden: Frida Kahlo.

Eggsy: Well, other than the 1939 acquisition by the Louvre, she wasn't really acknowledged. Until the new Mexicanisimo art movement of the late 1970s.
[the King signals for the next course]
The King of Sweden: Moorish revival.
Eggsy: Ah. The Palazzo Sammezzano, in Tuscany. Beautiful.
[the king signals for the next course]
The

King of Sweden: Bluetooth technology.
Eggsy: Which, of course, got its name from the legendary Danish king Harald Blatand, whose name translates to 'Bluetooth' in English.
[back in England, Roxy is relaying all the information through Eggsy's glasses]
Roxy: And the Bluetooth logo is his initials in Norse runic symbols.

Eggsy: And, as I'm sure you know, the Bluetooth logo is his initials...
Princess Tilde: Yup.
Eggsy: ...in Norse runic symbols.
Roxy: Oh my God, Eggsy. Why isn't he eating his fucking pudding? I need to research this gold tattoo. I found records of other people with the same body modifications. All of them have high level

involvement with crime and international drug trafficking. And there's rumors of something called The Golden Circle.
Eggsy: Hmm.
[Eggsy looks at the paintings on the dining room while visually typing 'ur da best' with his eyes]
Roxy: Best agent or best friend?
[Eggsy types 'both']

Clara: What's the matter?
Eggsy: Nothing. I just feel that our spirit animals need more time to get in sync and find a harmonious bond on the spiritual plane.
Clara: Totally.
Eggsy: Yeah?
Clara: Or we could just...
[disrobes]
Clara: fuck?
[pause]

Eggsy: Clara, I don't think I can.
[Clara turns around to grab her robe. Eggsy suddenly notices the Golden Circle tattoo on her back]
Eggsy: But you know what? My crow is looking for a place to nest.
[Eggsy secretly puts on the finger condom as he kisses Clara. He then places his hand under her panties and inserts the tracking device]

Merlin: Good work, Eggsy! Tracker fully functional.
Ginger: Don't worry. I've been through this with Whiskey before. Nice to be working with an agent who knows what he's doing.

[Merlin enters the Statesman plane's main lounge, all dressed up]
Eggsy: Hey, hey. Looking good, Merlin.
Merlin: Feeling good, Eggsy. Right.
[hands umbrella to Harry]
Merlin: This is yours.
[hands briefcase to Eggsy]
Merlin: That's for you.
[Merlin opens the billiard table to reveal

a weapons chest. He hands a baseball bat to Harry]
Merlin: Press the 'S'.
[top end of the bat opens]
Merlin: Minesweeper. Courtesy of Statesman.
Eggsy: [grabs a baseball] And what about these?
Merlin: Careful. Those are hand grenades.
[Merlin grabs an eyeglass case and hands it to Eggsy]

Merlin: As discussed, this is for the endgame. I'm entrusting it to you.
[Eggsy opens the case to reveal a syringe]
Merlin: And I'm entrusting this...
[Merlin grabs the largest knife in the arsenal]
Merlin: ...to me.

[Eggsy and Merlin enter Harry's room]
Eggsy: Harry.
Harry Hart: Hello.
Eggsy: Hello, mate.
[Eggsy approaches Harry to hug him, but Harry backs away. Merlin approaches Harry with a handshake]
Merlin: Harry.
Harry Hart: How do you do? Have we met before?

Eggsy: Harry, it's okay. It's fine. They know that we know you.
Harry Hart: I think there must be some mistake.
Merlin: It's been such a long time, Harry. I need to get my brogues resoled.
Eggsy: Yeah, and my oxfords are done in as well.
Harry Hart: Why are you telling me about your

shoes?
[pause]
Harry Hart: I'm a lepidopterist.
Eggsy: You're a what?
Harry Hart: I study butterflies.
[Harry points at his butterfly drawings on the walls]
Merlin: Well, you wanted to be before you joined the Army, but... Harry, look at me.
[Merlin points a finger for Harry to look

at with his right eye]
Merlin: It's good to see you.

[Harry and Eggsy enter Poppy's diner, carrying Poppy's briefcase with them]
Poppy: Hey, fellas.
Harry Hart: You're going to give us the code.
Poppy: [gasps] Mmmm. Or what? 'Cause you don't seem like the kind of gentlemen who would hurt a lady.
[Harry and Eggsy put their guns down and sit at the counter]

Harry Hart: Perhaps not. Call me old-fashioned. I don't consider genocide especially lady-like.
Eggsy: Right. Enough small talk.
[Eggsy opens the briefcase]
Eggsy: Give us the code.
Poppy: Sure.
[closes briefcase]
Poppy: No, I don't think so.
[Harry pulls Poppy down

on the briefcase before Eggsy injects her with heroin on her neck]
Eggsy: Heroin. You know, where I come from, this shit you've been peddling's ruined a lot of lives. But yours is even more deadly. But it feels so nice, it's gonna make you lower your guard.
Poppy: Mmm.
Harry Hart: Our colleague Merlin, may he rest in peace,

managed to synthesize your horrible little formula and speed up its effects. So I would say you have just under eight minutes before paralysis sets in and your breathing stops. But, of course, you know all about that.
Eggsy: So here's the deal. You release the antidote worldwide, and we make sure you get a dose.
Poppy: I have to give you the code to

live? Honey, you're so smart. You should work for me.
Eggsy: Right. Give us the code.
Poppy: Why not? The decree's getting signed soon. Anyhoo, um... It's 'Viva Las Vegan'. Get it? 'Viva Las... '
[Poppy looks at Harry]
Poppy: Mmm. Come snuggle with me. I like you.
Harry Hart: I don't think that's

terribly likely.
[Poppy laughs before she collapses]
Harry Hart: She's OD'd. You gave her too much?
Eggsy: Did I? You know, I really don't have as much experience with all this drug stuff as people think. Better be the right code.

[Eggsy destroys the thugs chasing him at Hyde Park]
Merlin: No time to relax. Police are right behind you. You have 30 seconds before they reach your position. Go directly to Rendezvous Swan.
[Eggsy stops the cab by the lake]
Eggsy: Merlin, you do realize I haven't even got a windscreen right now?
Merlin: I seem to

remember in your training you were rather good at holding your breath.
[as police close in on him, Eggsy drives the cab into the lake and holds his breath before transforming it into a submarine. He reaches the secret entrance, gasping for breath as water is drained from the entrance]
Merlin: It wasn't a revenge mission. Charlie could've just killed you immediately.

Not boasting, but I trained him well enough that even he wouldn't mess that up.
Eggsy: Merlin, I'm sorry, we're gonna have to do the debrief tomorrow. I've got to get to a dinner tonight and if I miss it, let's just say Charlie might as well have killed me.
Merlin: Well, if you can't wait for the police to clear the park, there's another way out in

the corner.
[through Eggsy's glasses, Merlin points at the manhole in front of the cab. Eggsy opens the manhole and gags at the sight and smell of raw sewage]
Eggsy: [coughs] Fuck!
Merlin: How important is that dinner?
Eggsy: [sighs] Let me show you.
[Eggsy jumps into the sewer]

Poppy: My drugs are everywhere. They were never my thing, but here I am, running the biggest drug cartel in the world. The only downside is having to live in the middle of nowhere. You know, these ruins are technically undiscovered. I just added a few touches to remind me of home. I grew up on all that awesome '50s nostalgia. Grease, American Graffiti, Happy Days. But I digress.

The thing you need to understand is the hard work and ingenuity it took to achieve a global monopoly on the drug trade. And that's all on me. Not to toot my own horn. I just think it's really important for new recruits to understand the history of The Golden Circle.