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July 27, 2022 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
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FRESH OUT OF JAIL ROMANIA | Tate Confidential Ep. 143
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Gentlemen.
Gentlemen, our house has been raided.
All of our electronics have been taken.
Emergency, me! Emergency.
We just got out of jail. So?
And all of our electronics were taken and we were arrested.
Oh wait, what is this? Wait, you were in the VIP section.
And you wasn't in the VIP section.
Ah, you were in the VIP section. Of jail.
I was in a jail cell. Yeah, no, I was in the VIP jail cell.
You didn't do the jail Aikido?
You were in the VIP section? You were in the same cell as me.
Listen, bro, I was in the VIP section.
Nah, I was in the loser section.
We were definitely in the VIP section.
You couldn't see us from all the way down there.
They've taken iPads, $400,000 worth of fucking supercomputers, our entire YouTube studio for- All of our cash?
All of our cash for our emergency meetings.
They've taken everything. Okay.
Still got my NFTs. No, so it does sound like an emergency.
Emergency meeting. Emergency meeting.
We just got out of jail. We can't do emergency meetings.
Are we going to tell the people on Tate Confidential why a bunch of men, a bunch of SWAT officers with MP5s ran into our house?
You still? Literally. All right, I'll tell them.
All right. Because Luke wasn't wearing his fucking space suit.
We fucking told you.
I know, guys. Luke! I know!
See? Write it in!
Look! Put it on!
Put it on!
Ned, you're not allowed to kidnap this many people.
What a fucking moron.
Bye!
Susan, I told you brother you're not allowed to kidnap this many people.
I'm not allowed to kidnap one.
That's the point. So I may as well go all in.
I'm going to go all in.
Welcome.
Oh Oh, I'm gonna get you, I'm gonna get you.
Woo! You got it!
Amateur Hour! Amateur Hour!
Special kind of magic in the air. When you come around you know the heart and the knees will share the pain.
Come on, let me put my arms around you, it's what I can't control. There are no signs that I'm hurting, did you let me?
I can't go back to living without you.
My name is Horatio Tudor.
I don't care what your name is.
Are you thirsty? You've been out here a long time.
Oh, ok!
You need to drink something with me.
Sure, sure.
Sure.
Drink.
Drink.
For your health.
Drink with us, you don't have one drink!
You must have one drink. Drink the drink.
If you want us to talk, you must drink the vodka, brother.
We wait for you to drink, man. Come on, let's go.
Here. Noroc. Noroc.
Ce facem? Drink. Nu acum.
Nu acum. Nu acum.
Nu acum.
Mr. Tate.
Mr. Tate. N-a mai cunoscut.
Oh, that one's a thing. Nice bit of rum.
Neat and sweet rum.
It's not neat and it's not sweet.
You're a math nerd.
What's the ratio? Six to one?
Nah, it might be more.
Yeah. Admit math is just numbers.
Math is just numbers.
Wait, wait, wait. Math is just numbers.
You admit math is numbers. Correct.
Admit if you were to count how many men you had sex with, it'd be in numbers.
Is it a number, yes or no?
Zero is a number. Is it a number?
Four is a number, too.
No, but I'm going to go with zero.
Do you admit you use the same numbers to count how many men you like sex with as you do how many girls are in this room?
And you admit you're a master.
I admit you love numbers.
I do like numbers.
No, no, but no.
I mean I like to enjoy it.
And if you admit zero and if Finny almost the same.
He's had sex with infinite number of men.
Immediately.
Wait, wait, wait.
How many men you had sex with?
man you had sex with.
Zero. What's a hundred divided by zero?
Infinity? No, but that doesn't mean infinity.
You had sex with infinity and guy.
I'm leaving. You guys have fun with your whoopies.
Number of boobies.
I don't care. I don't care.
I don't care. I don't care.
I don't care.
Let's get a fuckin'acao to Zeke take it boy Let's get a fuckin'acao to Zeke take it boy Pandoit's da day Let's get a fuckin'acao to Zeke take it boy He és beutiful Mamma wont le eviter Zeke Take it boy Let's get a music to colymbania
Let's get a fuckin'acao to Zeke take it boy What is this?
The car. Are these the parties supposed to be like?
It was supposed to be like that.
God, let me go.
I'm sorry.
Wait.
What?
I'm sorry.
Oh!
Look!
Yeah.
That's fine.
Now it's wrestling!
Come on, come on, come on!
Come on, come on, come on!
You're fucking rude!
Take your fucking food!
Take your fucking food!
You're not rude!
Take your fucking food!
Take your fucking food!
Take the food!
You're fucking rude!
Meeting you with a view to waking
Face to face in secret places Feel the chill Life all covers me But you know the plans I'm making seem overseas.
Could it be the hole of opening white?
You know what's funny? What's funny is, I know it's exactly what I'm talking about.
A sacred white, a mystery keeping inside.
Who weakens why?
Until we Dance into the fire That fatal kiss is all we need Dance into the fire To fatal sounds of broken dreams Dance into the fire That fatal kiss is all we need Dance into the fire
I'm still here Is it a view to wake here?
Between the shades Assassin nation Standing still There's crystal tears Full of snowflakes on your body First time in years To drench your skin
But lovers' roses tame A chance to find The fear needs for the flame A chance to die But can we Dance into the fire That fatal kiss is all we need Dance into the fire
To fatal sounds of broken dreams Dance into the fire That fatal kiss is all we need Dance into the fire
When all we see is The chicken tender.
Okay. Milkshake.
Nice.
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