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Aug. 5, 2024 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
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The 10 Minute Party | Tate Confidential Ep 247
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Why are you eating ice cream at 7am?
Good morning, dickhead. Good morning.
Have an ice cream because there's a car of you.
Duh. I finally got you something so you can man up.
Capri-sa. Mystic dragon.
Go on, be a man, enjoy some of your fucking life.
You're a fucking idiot.
I'm sorry.
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
Fuck.
Fuck.
The fact that there's paper straws in Capri Suns is still one of the greatest crimes against humanity ever committed.
Because it's the most straw-dependent drink on the planet.
Any other drink that you need a straw for.
In fact, there's very few drinks you need a straw for.
You could do the straw.
You could go without the straw.
So if they fuck you with a paper straw, you can just, you know, drink it without the straw.
But Capri Suns are straw-dependent to both access and consume.
And they've made accessing and consuming the drink far more difficult with some paper straw bullshit Because some turtle, dumb turtle, got straws stuck up his nose.
How stupid do you have to be to get a straw stuck up your nose?
You're not a fucking ninja.
You're the world's shittest turtle.
You're not a mutant. You're not a ninja.
You're not a eat pizza. You're a dork.
And you fucked up Capri Suns forever.
Then Greta just stopped oil and I'll start jerking off.
They're little wet, hairy pussies, and took my straw away.
It's like I'm fucking furious!
Ah, enough of this shit!
Some fucking eco-warrior with armpit hair has ruined my mystical dragon Capri Suns!
Can I just live in peace?
I'm a simple man!
I want a Capri Sun!
On a nice day, I want to drive my car, but no, there's some fucking hairy bitch who fucks it all up.
Some dickhead turtle.
I guarantee in turtle world, he's one of the stupid turtles.
You know you see people here in the human world, you see them do something and go, what a dumbass.
I guarantee the turtles, even the other turtles looked at him like, bro.
We've been swimming in this plastic for years.
No one's ever done that.
How the fuck did you do that?
You know, like you see someone crash into a tree and you're just like, retard.
Even the turtles don't like that motherfucker.
Even the turtles are mad about this.
Everyone makes fun of him.
Fucking idiot.
I'm not.
Oooo, beautiful.
Nice drink, Andrew.
Yeah, it's a pink latte something frappe.
Real cheese. Can't drink my pink latte matcha fucking frappe with a straw, though, because straws are gay.
Real men drink their pink lattes without straw.
It's good, at least. There's a thin line between love and hate, Bailey.
For a while I thought I liked you.
He's alright. But I started to realize that I've actually hated you so much.
It's a circle. Yeah.
What did I do this time? You know?
There's like and there's hate.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. And I was on like and then I'm like, do I like him?
I'm like, yeah. But I've gone all the way through hate to get back to like and there's residue.
It's because I didn't shake your hand.
Too slow. I'm thinking next time we're driving together, if I lose control of the car, just to make sure I steer the passenger side towards the tree.
Nice. So that when you die, I can be like, shit, Bailey's dead.
But he did kind of annoy me.
If I'm not out immediately, the last thing I want to see is your smiling face giving me a thumbs up.
You made his day. You're such a nice guy.
You're really good at making friends.
Everyone just wants to take pictures with you and talk to you.
You're such a friendly guy We're holding we're in Brasov
Yeah, we're three hours from home.
And we came in a GT3, which is funner than coming in a plane.
By a pool, sunny, we're on holiday.
Why are we on holiday?
The original plan was to film a car review and we just stopped in the middle of nowhere by a shop and decided to make a holiday out of it.
Yeah, we're on holiday. Exactly.
It's a spontaneous holiday and we got here by Porsche.
Nice. We are by the pool.
Tristan is the weirdest human alive.
He doesn't like the most popular things on earth.
I would argue, music is perhaps the most popular thing on the planet.
Across all cultures, across all ages.
Toddlers, old people, Africans, South Americans, Chinese, Japanese, Nordic Vikings.
Everyone likes music. Except Trisky.
Put on music, he leaves the room.
He wants silence. He doesn't want to do anything or go anywhere unless it's drinking.
Then he wants to do everything.
But if you don't drink, he won't do it.
He doesn't like fast cars.
What man alive doesn't like fast cars?
He goes, I do like them. He doesn't like them because he never drives them ever unless you force him to get in there.
Ever. He doesn't like going anywhere.
He doesn't like just changing his surroundings just because he's a millionaire.
We're in the mountains. It's three hours from his house.
What normal man would wake up with nothing else to do And three hours from his house in the mountains, when he has unlimited money, millions and millions and millions of dollars on his checking account, he has a Ferrari outside, no, three Ferraris outside, two SF90s, one coupe, one spider, and an 812 competition, a Maserati MC20. What else is even there right now?
I can't remember the cars we have.
And he just wants to sit in his house, and refuse to go anywhere, and just sit in the dark, It's not a joke.
On his phone. He's not even sitting in the house.
He's sitting in his room. Which makes it worse.
He's fucking weird.
But you're mate. You're mate.
He's my brother, but he's your mate.
For people watching, he actually never listens to music.
I'll be in the car with him for six hours at a time.
Silence. He is so boring, he refused to play me at games in jail.
We had nothing else to do, and I finally got a hold of a backgammon board.
He said, no, that's boring.
I said, we're in jail.
And he said no, and just looked at the wall.
He's fucking weird.
He is your man. Right as I hit record, It's nigger, it's nigger, it's nigger.
We're raw-dogging it. Straight from the pool.
Straight from the pool into public.
Let's go. Yeah, that's right.
The thing is, about me, is I don't business.
You understand? Me and I'll business.
Like the little palm trees on your swim trunks.
Thanks. You're welcome. I'm a real fucking gangster.
I'm on holiday, Tucker.
It's holiday time. Oh, it's holiday.
You the fuck? Best holiday ever.
Oh, Andrew, you're trapped in Romania with all your supercars and girlfriends and women and money.
Life's fine. Might do some more human trafficking.
Ooh, real nice.
Yeah, get back to it.
Look a castle!
We have to go see the castle.
What?
It's holiday. We're on holiday.
We're going sightseeing on holiday. Alex, it's holiday.
We're going to go sightseeing. We both know you don't read Romanian.
Luckily it's in English, isn't it, dickhead?
Alright, you got me. So this tower protected the town or something.
Something about you being a faggot.
I don't know, read the sign. Go inside.
We're on holiday. That's where the saxophone mage is.
Up there, remember? We tried to go up to the sign.
We went up on the thing. He's up there somewhere in the fucking forest.
If we found saxophone mage again, that would be epic.
Might have to. Where's Marcel?
Scared? Afraid?
Of another journey? Into the unknown?
Bro, this is pretty.
Romania's a very pretty place.
It's a beautiful country.
It's filled with psycho prosecutors.
They won't let you in, Bailey.
It's all good. They heard you were coming so they locked it so nobody else could enjoy it because you tried to go inside.
How does that make you feel? I'm used to it.
There's a nice view though. We have to.
Maybe if I go talk to him about my current predicaments of life, maybe he can fix them all for me.
He needs to get your blessing IQ. What was it?
Our skill points up? Our spiritual skill points?
Is that what it is? It's our magic damage!
Ah! Dickhead.
Nice. We've run out.
Have we though? I still feel like I have quite a lot of magic damage.
Magical uppercut. Never hurts to go renew it.
Alright. Lunch down there.
Now we've got Hex on Tristan.
It's interesting. Why are you so sad all the time?
What's the matter? It's like, for some reason, you just have this negative energy all around you.
Are you okay? Then we can cut a brush off once a week and renew it.
He kills himself. We might need that.
It really is pretty.
Hitch to ride with your friend Alex, huh?
Bye.
Well. Nice plan.
Doesn't matter, next time Alex will be quick too.
Then he'll be stranded, cunt.
Such a nice guy.
Fuck you. You ever heard that before?
You're a nice guy, Andrew.
I've had enough of your shit.
I don't think they have the cards in here.
I don't think the cards in here.
So is that actually what you're saying?
Do I get one scoop or two?
Four scoops.
Aww, look at that.
Thank you. One sour cherry and one fiordi latte.
Okay. Thank you. Sour cherry?
Shut up, coward. And my friend who's deathly afraid, what flavor would you like?
Surprise me. He'll have pistachio.
For him, he'll have pistachio and chocolate.
Nice, thanks. Thanks, Andrew.
Anytime. Ice cream?
No. Alex, they have tiramisu ice cream.
You're Mr. Tiramisu.
How do you ever get muscle about ice cream?
Bro, I love ice cream.
Thank you very much.
When he's afraid of his psychiatrist, when he sees ice cream he's gonna break down and peeves his pants.
That's why he wears swim shorts.
The other one wears swim shorts, he pisses his pants.
Say that.
My friend has an issue with the ice cream and he's always like that.
That's why he doesn't have...
Look, he has swim shorts.
And he's always like that because we take him to the ice cream.
And now we're trying to make him not be afraid anymore.
He's American, you know, they're...
Weird.
They gave us completely free ice cream.
All because we said you pee your panties when you see ice cream.
It's true. To be fair, he's actually wet, like, exactly in that area.
So she died laughing, bro.
If we flew three hours instead of drove three hours, we'd be in a hotel by a pool, eat an ice cream, somewhere in Spain, surrounded by a bunch of fucking retards saying, Spanish shit, uno mas paella.
And instead, we're surrounded by a bunch of Romanians saying, fucking lupta bine, fucking pulamare.
So what's the difference? Talk to me about how we're gonna make the best party ever tonight.
And everyone's at home. I'm tired of you telling me what to talk about, Bailey.
I'm tired of you trying to instruct and direct my life.
The entertainment of others.
I'm a human with a soul.
And thoughts and feelings. I'm not just here to entertain you.
Alright? I'm not here to follow your fucking script.
Okay? Maybe I don't feel like doing what you want.
Maybe my feelings matter today.
So fuck your request.
Fuck the entertainment value of the show.
Fuck the people at home.
Fuck you.
So I'm breaking the fourth wall to give context to this situation.
So we're walking around Brasov at 1am, and Andrew says, let's go to the club.
Everyone that's in our group says, no way, there's only one club in the whole city that's open, and it is absolutely horrible.
One of the worst clubs ever.
Well, I look at everyone, I'm like, let's just go for 10 minutes.
I'll set a timer, 10 minutes. Andrew looks at me and goes, that's it!
10 minute party! So, we walk into the club.
We have no idea what we're walking into.
And it's some random kid's birthday party.
We're looking at them. They're looking at us.
They look like deer in headlights.
and what you're about to watch is what happened at the 10-minute party.
It's your birthday. We're going to party like it's your birthday. We're going to sip a card like it's your birthday.
And you know we don't give a fuck cause it's your birthday.
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub. Mama I got what you need. You need to feel the buzz.
I'm into having sex. I'm into making love. So come get me up. Get in the, get in the rough.
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub. Mama I got what you need. You need to feel the buzz.
I'm into having sex. I'm into making love. So come get me up. Get in the, get in the rough.
When I pull up out front you see the bands on dill. When I roll 20 deep it's always drama in the club.
Now that I roll with Dre everybody show me love.
That was so much fun and you know it.
That was fun. That was a good time.
That kid is going to be the coolest kid in school.
Then he got Top G to his birthday party in the shittest club in Pride.
Poppin' Champagne bottles!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Romanian LA!
Could be LA.
West Crockett.
That is true. It's holiday.
We're on holiday. Alex, we're on holiday.
Yep. Let's go.
The Matrix has attacked me.
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