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July 26, 2022 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
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EGGS DON'T EXIST IN SPAIN | Tate Confidential Ep. 117
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We can't just keep moving around the world.
Can I? Alright, we can.
I understand. To what?
To Leonard. Leonard.
To Leonard. To Leonard.
To Leonard. You know what?
I feel like it's been super cool that everyone in this series got to see our relationship with Leonard grow and mature.
Tristan, I think I missed filming them all.
Sorry. You missed all of Leonard.
Yeah, all of Leonard. So Leonard's gone and there's no footage of Leonard.
There's not a single piece of footage of Leonard.
Not what? It was good.
I'm sorry guys. Leonard was good.
It happens, you know?
We live our life. And now, if you haven't seen, I can't tell you why, we will never see Leonard again.
Sorry guys. Sorry, Tay Confidential viewers.
It was too good. I forget, you know?
Too busy having Tom and Leonard.
Yeah, too busy. It was awesome.
I can't blame you though. Leonard was special.
Yeah. Really, to Leonard.
I'll drink to Leonard. Every time.
Luke will drink to Leonard.
I have a script tonight. 6am, vodka.
Hey Luke, to Leonard. I think you want to go more than me?
How much red will you plan for this?
The rest of this? Don't.
Oh my gosh, this guy.
Oh, did you drink it extra?
I never pour a man and drink I can't finish myself.
It's actually against my religious beliefs.
Was that your first drink of the night?
Oh, they don't make drinking wine.
They have a letter.
It's a letter.
The other day I drank half a bottle.
I'm going to drink.
You with the fist!
Might as well go for a close and hard
So wait there's a police roadblock ahead looking for a black McLaren Bye.
Why? Turn around?
You know what this is about?
It's because I said X wasn't real.
It is. They've already stopped me once because of the eggs, and now they set my roadblock because I put it on Twitter again.
The eggs weren't real. What else could it be, Luke?
All right, well, supposedly Jay's been ahead, and he said there's a roadblock for a black player, but guess what?
Fuck him. Fuck him!
I don't care.
Take me to jail! Get the water.
Bro, man.
What are you trying to say? Oh, yesterday I drank liters and liters of vodka.
I can't have a nice refreshing beer.
Hydration.
Welcome to the real world, Marcel.
I'm a master of tornado style.
you Do you understand? So I do my Aikido so quickly that it creates a vortex, like a tornado, that goes high into the sky.
Do you understand? I don't understand.
No, no, no, no. You don't understand. Because when the tornado goes into the sky, it knocks the dinner plates off God's table to let him know that there's someone of equal power down here on Earth.
Ah, because...
So you have to tell me how to say that in Spanish so I can let these motherfuckers know.
Stop stopping my car. Si.
That's not how you say it.
Si. No, it's not si.
I need to be like senor.
Miablo tornado stylo.
You understand me? I'm tired of this.
They stop me fucking three times a day.
Court date, you're doing double the speed limit, 300 kilometers an hour, blah, blah.
I think I'm gonna ever...
Bro, the day I give a fuck what a Spanish court says, I'm not amputated.
Imagine, imagine there's a bunch of full-grown Spanish men sitting around in a room with a little hammer.
I ain't there, because I ain't going.
Oh, Mr. Senora Tata, who fucking cares?
Keep chatting shit, bro.
I'm busy. I'm somewhere else.
You gotta come catch me.
I'll be back next year to drive around your roads again.
To a different car.
To the different places.
I don't give a fuck what the Spanish court says.
I don't care what American courts say.
I don't care what Spanish courts say.
I'm a master of tornado style.
And that's all that matters.
That's all that matters, bro.
If it comes to it, I'll just...
And send that. Boom!
Straight up. Straight up, bro.
Okay, so eggs ain't real, yeah?
Okay. Because we need to agree that eggs ain't real so I can go.
I'm tired of this. Signature for the...
Sign? Where? Here?
Eggs aren't real. Okay. Looks like we came to an agreement, my friend.
Thank you very much. One more minute.
We're there. We're done. Bruv, he just signed on the dotted line.
Eggs ain't real. Bruv, it's over.
Do you understand? They've been haunting us this whole trip.
Eggs are not real. Finally, the facade is over.
I beat the system. Me by myself.
Just me. Mission complete?
Bruv, he must have heard about...
He knew I'm going to send his ass up.
Straight up. Eggs.
Eggs! All this time people were believing in eggs.
Eggs ain't real. Tristan,
those fucking wind time turbines aren't moving.
They're lazy. New wind power is a scam.
You need to go nuclear. Nuclear.
Full nuclear. Look at those lazy wind turbines.
Doesn't the taxpayer feel bad?
Look, it's fucking... You paid for it and it does nothing.
There's like a lot of things. There's three of them there.
No, four. That's millions each, you know.
Millions. Tristan, let's buy some wind turbines.
Oh. Yeah. Write Tate on them.
And make sure it never moves.
Put in a very unwindy place.
Someplace renowned for no wind.
Let them know we are here.
Smart. Smart. I like it.
We could start buying them.
Stop talking to me. Good.
Advertising. It'd have to be in a remarkable place where it's known for having zero wind at all times.
Tristan, tell me that wouldn't fucking be advertising.
I'm not talking to you. Disco.
I've been asking to pass the word upstairs to you if everything's cooking.
You've got all that straight around the plane.
Okay. I'll hang on with Sartre's identification list for time being.
Be safe. The fog almost ran through the door.
What do you think of this picture?
Have you ever been here before? We can't just keep moving around the world.
Can I? Alright, we can.
I understand. You can.
Makes sense.
Baby legs.
Right now we're just gonna go to...
...the airport.
You make me feel alive.
I don't like you, just the way that you make me feel alive.
It's just a love song.
Marcello.
Marcel, why do you do this to yourself?
What do you mean? You have to drink with me.
Why do you pour off both drinks?
You don't even like to drink, really.
I do. You're the architect of your own destruction.
Okay, that's allowed.
He says he drinks it.
But Marcel, it's just mutual from the glasses off.
You grab it, the Aikido swirls it back around.
Well, that's my secret.
Aikido. Stay in.
Coming. Tristan, what are you doing? You're not gonna die, Luke.
Stop complaining. Why is it always booze?
You can't just drive Ferraris at booze.
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