Men in Black 3

Subtitle By: galib777

Well, well, Boris the Animal has a visitor.

I guess one every 40 years is okay.

It's a cake.

I decide what it is.

Looks like some kind of cake.

She's clean. Well, not clean, but you know...

Oh, God.

Boris the Animal...

you've got a visitor.

It's just Boris.

Your letters have been a soul-nourishing...

tonic.

And you are much more...

unconventionally handsome than your photos.

This ain't a conjugal visit.

So quit your conjugating.

When's the last time you conjugated anything?

I see you've brought me a treat, darling.

Would you mind cutting this up for us? It's a special day.

I'm a romantic like that.

Oh, I wouldn't do that.

Why's that?

It'll ruin your figure.

You complete me.

The big one.

Boris! You promised to take me with you!

We had a deal!

Obadiah Price.

Yes. I did make you a promise.

Wait. I smell something.

You can't win, Boris.

Let's agree to disagree.

There's too many of us.

Rather hot in here. Mind if I open a window?

Sorry, darling. We did love the cake.

Let's rewrite history, shall we, K?

Good afternoon.

Please give your attention to my associate, Agent J.

He's going to demonstrate an electro-biomechanical...

neural-transmitting, zero-synapse repositioner.

We call it the neuralyser.

- Keep it simple, slick. - Thanks a lot.

Thank you, Agent K.

Ladies and gentlemen, if you will look right here.

You know how you're on a plane and you're asked to turn your phone off?

You're like, "I ain't turning it off. Has nothing to do with a plane."

Well, this is what we get. That's what happens.

It gets up there, bounces around on the satellites and:

Just turn your damn phone off.

Now you're gonna drive off a cliff tonight because your GPS don't work.

Check the composition of the fuel units and surface deposits.

I wanna know who was driving.

Yes, sir.

- What are you gonna say tonight? - Don't worry.

No, I'm very worried. This is important.

- I'm hungry. You hungry? - K.

Seriously, I'm not even sure that's meat.

I think I just saw a tooth in that thing. Or a claw. Or a hoof.

Thanks, Manny.

That does not belong in a pita, it belongs in a casket.

What would go good with this would be silence.

See, here's the problem.

You can't smell it...

because your nose already smells like that, but my nose doesn't.

Silence goes good with a lot of things. Ever try or is talking how you breathe?

Just say you hate me. Don't take it out on the car.

Let me enjoy this.

Whoa, enjoyment.

So that's what enjoyment looks like on that face. I like that emotion.

I keep emotion out of it.

Out of what, K? Life?

You don't wanna run it by me?

- Let me know what you'll say? - Don't worry.

Oh, no, I'm worried. Very worried.

It's the man's eulogy. You have to show some feeling.

That thing people do when they change their facial expression?

I worked with Zed for 40 years. A hell of an agent.

And I have written a hell of a speech for him.

People will be moved.

And now a few words from Agent K.

I worked with Zed for over 40 years, and in all that time...

he never invited me to dinner.

He never asked me to his house to watch a game.

He never shared a single detail of his personal life.

Yeah, he was weird.

Thank you.

And now we will hear from our new chief, Agent O.

Thank you, Agent K. That was very moving.

- That was your eulogy? - He was a good man.

Ladies, gentlemen, other life forms.

When I told the Finucian Zyglot about Zed's passing...

she said something that I'm going to repeat.

And I'm paraphrasing.

That's just so Zed.

Thank you.

You lose something over here, Hondo?

Can you promise, if I go first, you'll do better than that at my funeral?

You know, something like:

"J was a friend."

Now there's a big part of me that's gone.

Oh, J, all the things that I should have said...

except I was too old...

and craggy and surly...

and just tight. I was too...

tight.

"I'm gonna just miss your caramel-brown skin."

I'll wing something.

K, it's O. We have reports of several humans suffering from...

intestinal worms of alien origin.

Thank you, O.

How did you get to be like you?

Something happened, K. What happened?

You know how I live such a happy life?

How you live such a happy life?

I don't ask questions I don't want to know the answer to.

That's deep.

Jeffrey.

Do I know you?

Your services are legendary. So says your father, Obadiah.

You were in Lunar-Max.

There is no prison that can hold me.

Cool for you. What do you need from me, man?

The device.

I'm going back in time to kill a man before he takes my arm.

K, J!

So happy to see you. Mr. Wu get you your regular table?

You no hungry?

Show us the tanks, Wu.

Oh, sure, sure. You look. Very fresh.

Show us the tanks in the back.

So sorry. No speak English. You come back later, okay?

Save the chop-socky bullshit for the tourists, Wu.

Hey, what you guys wanna bust my balls for, huh?

You don't have no balls.

Man, you look like you come from the planet...

Damn.

And Bob here is a clear violation of Health Ordinance 32:

Selling unlicenced extraterrestrial...

foodstuffs.

That is an Earth fish.

Very traditional in China. You arrest me...

that's a hate crime!

It would be...

if you were Chinese.

K, come on. I got larvae to feed.

Who is the Spiky Bulba for?

Nobody.

Who's it for?

I keep them in case!

- In case what? - I don't know!

Anybody!

All right, you slug.

Wu...

he and I are having issues right now, but you shouldn't suffer for that.

Thank you, J.

So if you don't like getting fish-slapped, keep to our agreement.

Earth people get Earth fish. Real Earth fish.

On behalf of my pathetic self and worthless children, you stay.

Allow me most honourable benefit of serving you favourite noodles, K?

Don't nobody want your nasty-ass noodles.

You're a piece of shit, Wu.

Shrimp and bok choy.

We're gonna be here for a while.

That was just mean.

What you did to Wu back there.

Snatched his skirt off.

That's just disrespectful.

I used to play a game with my dad:

What'll You Have For Your Last Meal.

You could do worse than this.

Okay.

I played a game with my dad...

called catch.

Except I'd throw the ball and it'd just hit the wall...

because he wasn't there.

Don't badmouth your old man.

I'm not badmouthing him. I just didn't really know him.

It's not right.

Damn right it's not. A boy needs a father.

Table one hasn't ordered a thing. Table three...

just drank his fourth cup...

of duck sauce.

K, the crashed ship...

from this morning was stolen from...

Lunar-Max.

Boris the Animal.

How did you know?

He has a taste for Spiky Bulba.

Give us a minute, chief.

We're in a situation.

Oh, yeah.

I take the Chloropod.

You take the Tarantabee.

And the Hydronian over there.

I'll take the kitchen.

Meet you on the street.

This is a very confusing time...

in my life.

Hey.