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July 18, 2022 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
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DRIVING SUPERCARS IN A ILLEGAL RALLY IN EUROPE | Tate Confidential Ep. 2
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Good shot there from Tate!
A lot of people say girls love money and that's not entirely true.
But I don't think so.
I'm not a girl.
I'm a girl.
Thanks for watching!
Cheers, six. Weird fucking car.
They seem different than yesterday.
Baby, are you breaking my sunglasses?
Are my sunglasses? You've broken my sunglasses.
You are lucky that my new Louis Vuitton sunglasses are in this pocket.
You're very lucky. As you're about to catch a case of these hands, I'll serve you up a nice, tall, refreshing glass of my left and right hands.
She's in love with me again, Andrew, it's okay?
Love never ends. Love never dies.
Love stays together forever. Forever.
Except for him. This might be.
Why don't you like my brother? It's fine.
I'm just gonna hold a brave face and when she leaves, I'll cry or anything.
I know you'll cry, Andrew. I know you look.
I do look. I know you do.
You're a sensitive man.
You have a good heart. Too good.
That's right. Everyone takes advantage of me.
If you break my brother's heart, I'll break your face.
Sit down, sir. Your brother don't have her.
What? Why? You need a taxi.
You're gonna pay him with blowjobs.
You should tell me how you take the taxi.
You're gonna jerk him off?
With what? Jerking his dick.
Take the money for the taxi. You're too fat.
What am I supposed to do here for three hours?
Exactly. To jerk myself off?
Nothing to do for three hours.
Is there anything like, I don't know, cigar shops?
Yeah, there is a cigar lounge.
As the sun goes down, we start moving.
There's a cigar lounge. And it closes at 7, because Luxembourg fails the site.
This situation would be like, if we were in Bucharest right now, we'd be getting tomahawk steaks right now.
Having cigars at Casa de David Baro Show.
Then we'd go out after that.
Old City. Then we'd hit the club.
But obviously we don't have those options now, so we have to improvise.
We've got to mix it up a little bit.
Well, I guarantee I can find somewhere in Luxembourg city centre that serves boobs.
Mike, you smoke cigars?
No.
You do now.
Why were you looking for me?
It has stripper written all over it.
You can feel the anxiety down there.
Real society everywhere.
Marathons are for nerds.
Western Europe is a failed society.
All the girls are ugly. There's too many rules.
You can't bribe anyone. You have to stick to the rules.
They put on their little fucking marathon, all the little dorks running around in a big circle and everyone comes out for a good old time.
There's free hats, tambourines.
Oh, let's watch the dorks run in a circle.
I will never dedicate my life running all day for weeks, becoming good enough at running, so I can run in a big circle one day in front of a bunch of fucking fours.
Ugly chicks. Western Europe sucks.
I'll show you a marathon.
Gin and tonic, Aaron.
You sound Scottish, you sound American.
I'm out.
My dad, my grandparents are American, my dad's English.
So we're gonna go down here, we're gonna wait an hour, yeah?
From far away, you're like, oh, two girls!
You go over, you're like, hey, bang, everything's going smooth, and then you're like, whoa!
This country's a failed society.
What are you doing on top of those threes?
I see them on the other side of the road where they look like fours.
From a distance, I was like, okay, two chicks.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
Hey, I did the right thing.
I approached. That's what a man's supposed to do.
I didn't know there were any twos.
I think it's carnival season here in Luxembourg.
Nick, you in? Always.
I didn't even hear what you said. I'm in.
What is this shit?
Luxembourg is a failed society.
How the fuck? How did we end up with a pink taxi?
I have no idea how we ended up with a pink car.
I need some music or I like it!
I'm gonna go get some music!
I'm gonna go get some music!
This be my lifestyle, smoke me on some Nestle.
Nestle.
I'm gonna go get some music!
Bye!
I don't enjoy being a passenger in cars, but I do enjoy smoking and drinking.
So if I smoke and drink the entire time, I'll have a good fucking time.
I'm a Bronson Jaeger, help me focus!
Did you bring the ball?
Yes, I brought it.
I'm a Bronson Jaeger, help me focus!
BMX!
Listen, here's how you know that Western Group is a failed song.
BMX!
Beaven!
What up, bro?
Jankermeister? Do you have a light or anything?
And I think that's it, good morning.
So basically, someone's car blew up and then they got one of the cars and it was moved So now Mike, the camera guy, poor Mike, is stuck in the back of this car.
It's hit the side for children.
It's a six-foot walk, by the way.
The German police are looking for us, waiting for us on the motorway to impound everyone's cars, because this is not a legal rally.
So we've been told to avoid the police and take the detour to try to avoid the police.
Okay. On top of that, I'm pissed off with the car I'm driving because last year my car was there.
And I'm pretty tempted to fuck this off, fly home, pick up my own Huracan and start my own rally.
This rally is your shitshow, Andrew.
You decide what we're doing. One of the cars is broken down.
We've got 6'1 Mike sitting in the back of the Porsche behind me.
The car is far slower than...
And we're in Munich. All of our fun potential and money are letting our summer tick away from a hotel in fucking Munich in the failed state of Germany.
And you're sitting here playing fucking games on your phone.
Listen. Germany's a failed society.
That doesn't help!
We're doing some dumb shit.
Flying around the world. Getting new cars.
Going new crazy places. Those are the options.
Or... Suicide.
Germany is a failed society!
No arguments.
No protests. I have a fucking idea for you homos!
We pack our shit and we go to the fucking airport right now.
Nothing booked. We check what's on the fucking screen and then we make a decision.
We get the fuck out of this fatal state.
We hit the airport, we look at the fucking screen, and we decide where we're flying.
Then and there. Why are you always drinking?
Jeremy's been sick. Here's the thing, though.
Most of the places are shit.
We have to make a decision now.
At least get a short list. It's gotta be east of here.
How about this? Can't be too south.
How about this? How about this?
Gone. We bail on all this shit.
Dumb. We get flights to fucking Larnaca.
We rock up in Iannapa.
Get drunk out of our fucking mind.
I'm down. Search of what?
Munich to Lunarka.
Last time, there was drunk.
Because you broke the golden rule.
And the golden rule was this.
You went to Kozice without BMN. Without T-Bros.
So at the end of the day...
You got rolled up on by 20 dudes.
I'm not saying it wouldn't have happened.
I'm just saying we gotta roll as a team.
And this time, we go back, we get it right.
We go to Kishanel, the three of us, with Mike.
Mike's the good luck charm. And that's it.
To be fair, ever since Mike has entered our lives, I've had a bad day every day.
He's not my good luck charm.
I've had a bad time since Mike showed up.
So I'm not blaming Mike.
He is bad luck. I'm not blaming Mike.
Anyways. I'll stay in this failed state in longer.
Not a moment more. Tomorrow's supposed to be Vienna.
Vienna? I just got back from there.
Suicide. Nick will commit suicide.
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