10 Years Page #2

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So, where'd you park?

Uh, I took a cab.

CD playing:
J' Oh, you can't say

"pfft" on the radio J'

J' You can't say "pfft"

on the radio... J'

Can we turn this off,

please, honey?

Did you not

put the night light in here?

Pfft, pfft, pfff-.

- Cully:
Please turn this off.

- Samantha:
Shoot.

My mother still doesn't have one.

Reeves, I think we have your CD in here.

- I know he listens to it all the time.

- Reeves:
God, no. Please, no.

Bro, we're listening to your CD.

Pfft, oh!

(Cully laughs)

I'm playing it right now.

- No, please don't.

- Come on, man.

- Don't. No, no, no, no, no.

- I wanna listen to it with you.

I don't wanna hear that sh*t.

Come on.

You're gonna cause a commotion

at this thing tonight.

- You know that?

- Yeah.

Uh, I wasn't gonna come, man.

I had no intention of coming.

- ( Lilly babbling )

- I just...

you know, I got the itch.

Yeah, dude.

I know exactly what you mean.

I actually got a lot of work

to do tonight.

Work to do?

Yeah, I don't know how well

you remember this,

but apparently I guess I was kind of

an a**hole in high school.

"Kind of an a**hole," honey?

I loved you guys,

but kinda hated you, didn't]?

- Got the night light?

- Yes.

- Awesome.

- I-- aw, I forgot his poo-poo.

God damn it.

Honey, we gotta go.

His "pOO-poo"?

Oh, it's his blankie.

Yeah.

You gonna get

your poo-poo, buddy?

- Oh.

- ( laughs)

- Reeves:
That's hilarious.

- Yeah.

Cully:
This is gonna be good.

It's gonna be good.

I'm gonna apologize to some people

tonight and I'm gonna mean it.

So who you going for tonight?

What do you mean?

What do you mean,

what do I mean?

You're like, a single, handsome,

interesting, funny guy.

You'd be the belle

of the ball tonight.

You can choose anybody you want.

Who you gonna go for?

You sound a little jealous

up there, brother.

- Yeah, right?

- I am jealous.

I am-- for once, I'm actually jealous

of this a**hole.

Oh, yeah. It must be such a burden

having to go home

to your awesome doctor wife

every night. I'm so sorry, AJ.

...Marty...

- wen-paying lob,

- your four-bedroom house.

- Marty...

- What a nightmare.

- Answer the question.

- Answer the question.

- I don't know.

- Oh, come on.

- I haven't given it much thought.

- Come on-- I'm a married man.

- Exactly.

I've been having sex with my eyes closed

for the last three years.

I gotta live vicariously through you.

It's a hypothetical question.

If you could hook up with any girl

you went to high school with,

- who would you choose?

- I don't know. Anna, probably.

- Anna? Anna?

- Maybe, I don't know if she's single.

- She's probably not single.

- That's a great choice.

That is a great choice.

That is a very good choice.

( Speaking Japanese )

No, no, no.

It's a good choice.

( Scott speaking Japanese )

Marty:
What are you saying

back there?

Marty:
I just prefer Ralph Macchio.

I don't know why that's a bad thing.

Jake:
$20 says he says something

about beating me.

( German accent )

Well, your little Volvo

did not pass

the American test.

Rental car, too.

Didn't even try.

- I'm not even- I'm not doing it.

- Marty:
All right, Mario Andretti.

- I'm not doing it.

- He'll never stop giving you sh*t, man.

- Good to see you.

- Good to see you, too, man.

It's good to see everybody, man.

God, everyone came back.

Is Mary coming?

Uh, no, I don't think so.

I think Sam said she got an e-mail from

her saying she wasn't gonna make it.

(scoffs)

Oh, well.

What if she did make it?

Would you still have brought Jess?

- Yeah. Why--

- You sure?

Why wouldn't I?

- Don't don't give me that.

- Scott:
It's a fair question, bro.

One, two, three.

( Camera shutter clicks )

- Jess:
Look at this place.

- Photographer:
Complimentary photo?

- Marty:
Yes.

- Jake:
Uh...

- Photographer:
Right over here, guys.

- Jess:
Yeah, you boys go ahead.

No, no, no.

It's your school. Go ahead.

Scott:
All right, let's do it.

Just the guys.

Why are you so excited

for this photograph?

Right here, guys.

Photographer:

Three, two, one.

( Camera shutter clicks )

- Jess:
Hi.

- Julie:
Hi. Welcome. Good to see you.

Come over here.

The name tags are right over here.

So glad you guys made it.

Everybody's upstairs for a drink, so

after you get a name tag, go up there--

- Dude.

- Yeah, hi! Nice to see you.

- Grab a drink upstairs, okay?

- Oh, you mean-- what do you want?

Okay.

She's busy.

I get the night off of name duty.

What's" what is that?

Jake:
I panic every time I go

to introduce her to somebody.

- I forget their name.

- So I introduce myself.

I'm like,

"Hi, I'm Jess. You are?"

Yeah, so the two of you guys

have it all figured out. I love that.

She's got it all figured out.

She just takes care of me.

We're gonna get drinks.

We'll see you in there.

- Okay.

- I'm so going.

I can't stop looking

at her b*obs.

( laughs )

Okay, so whatever you need tonight,

I am your wingman.

- Oh, you're gonna be my wingman?

- Yeah.

Please don't do that.

You're the worst--

I love you, but you're

the worst wingman.

What are you talking about?

I'm the best wingman.

Yeah, you really hooked it up

with Julie.

- I'm the best wingman in the world.

- See, the worst wingman in the world

always says they're the best

wingman in the world.

- But I'm the best, though.

- Yeah, that's my point.

- So you ready for this?

- We'll see.

How about some shots?

I love you.

Marty:
Dude, that wasn't on purpose.

That wasn't part of the game.

Okay, how was I supposed

to know she was pregnant?

How were you supposed to know

she was pregnant?

Second of all, I'm the one

who came off badly

- and you came off really well.

- Yeah, but you just came off, like--

AJ:
That was

good wingmanship.

No, I came off like I have racist,

weird friends who say things like,

"Of course you're pregnant.

You're a Latina."

You're not your friends, though.

You're not your friends.

Wait, wait.

Stay in the shadows.

I'm so glad you're here.

- Yo, what's up?

- Oh.

Went ahead and made

your name tag for you.

- Ooh, okay.

- Let's stick it.

Maybe.

Okay, yeah.

- Be..

- ( camera shutter clicks )

...serious. That was-

sorry, that one wasn't good.

- Can we do it again, please?

- Julie:
Welcome, welcome. Come in.

Look at Reeves.

It's happening already.

- Could I get some singles, please?

- Julie:
Everybody grab a name tag.

Hey, Reeves, man.

I gotta borrow you for just one second.

- Okay? He'll be right back.

- Oh.

No, he won't.

Don't follow him.

J' I-l I-I I-I I-.- J'

J' I stay fly till the day that I die I

J' I got my stunners on wide I

J' Just to cover my... I

Can we get two shots of tequila

and two Stellas, please?

Jake?

- Hey, man.

- Oh, my God.

- How you doing?

- Good. What's going on, man?

- This is Jess.

- Hi, this is my wife Olivia.

- Hi.

- Hi, How are you doing?

- Jake, nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

Can you believe this?

( laughing )

What are you doing?

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