10 Years Page #7

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Third time's a charm.

That's what they say, right?

Neither of us

want to get married, so...

You don't want to get married?

No? You don't wanna be

someone's wife someday?

You don't wanna be

someone's third wife someday?

It's cold.

Let's go inside.

Well, well, well.

Where have you been all night?

Just taking care

of my third child.

Let's just get drunk.

- I can't. I have to drive.

- Oh, crap. Sorry.

Mary? Mary?

( Gasps )

Wait. This-- oh.

- Come here. Hey.

- Scott.

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, my goodness.

I heard you weren't gonna be here

and then I heard that you were and--

- This is my husband.

- Paul:
How are you?

- Scott. It's a-- pull up a chair.

- Sam:
How's your night been?

Great, actually.

It's been really trippy

to look through

all these photographs

and realize how old

we've gotten.

- We're not that old.

- Mary:
This one's finding out all my

- secrets and tricks and everything.

- I feel old.

Anna:
No, you definitely

didn't ask me to prom, AJ

I would've remembered it.

Definitely.

You sure I never asked you?

I had to have asked you.

No.

Jason Maclntyre,

Mike Brighty,

Gabe Venz asked me.

You asked me to prom.

But never you, AJ

Oh, the carcass is oating

in the water already.

Who'd you finally say yes to?

You went with a college guy.

I went with a guy

who wasn't in our class.

You went with a college guy.

So boring.

Anyway, I thought prom

was kind of boring.

- Sort of like a waste of time.

- No. No, no.

- Prom was awesome.

- Marty:
I hated prom.

I had the most miserable time,

but I don't think it was a waste--

I think that's the point of prom--

to have a miserable time, right?

I went with Jenny Sakamora.

- Remember Jenny Sakamora?

- Wow.

Marty:
She looked like one of

the Sand People in Star Wars.

And the worst breath--

you can't believe this breath.

And she wouldn't kiss me. That was

the irony. Wouldn't kiss me all night.

I don't think it was a waste of time.

That's kind of the point.

I think it's supposed to be,

like, a rite of passage.

I mean, can you imagine not being

disappointed at your prom?

Seriously.

Well, I mean-- sorry.

You guys excluded.

I'm sure you guys

weren't disappointed at prom.

You genetic--

you genetic superhumans.

- Ahem--

- What?

- We didn't go, man. Remember?

- Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

Why's he apologizing?

Well, actually,

I didn't make it to prom because

that was the first time

Dad had a heart attack.

And so we just--

we didn't make it.

We actually spent I spent prom

in a hospital room with Jake.

Paul:
Oh.

Dude, we're going to Pretzels.

We're all going to Pretzels.

Let's go.

Oh, look. It's my husband,

the event coordinator.

- Cully:
Let's go!

- Oh, no.

We're not-- we're not really

going to Pretzels, are we?

Cully:

Yes, we are! Yes, we are.

How is it possible that I'm not

in any of these pictures?

It's like I didn't even go to school

with you guys.

Maybe you don't really exist.

I was very camera-shy, maybe.

No, there's one.

There's gotta be one somewhere.

I don't know.

Anna.

We're doing shots.

One more before Pretzels.

I just need to steal her

for one photo.

- Yeah, one photo.

- Real quick.

Come back, though.

We're gonna be here.

- What the hell are you doing?

- What are you talking about?

What do you mean,

what am I talking about?

You're flirting with her.

All night you've been flirting with her.

Don't be an a**hole.

I'm not being an a**hole.

I just want-- you're married.

You remember, you're married

and you have a boat.

I just wanted to make sure

you know that.

- I do remember, Marty.

- You remember? Good, good, good.

- I just want to make sure you remember.

- I especially remember.

What does that mean,

"I especially remember"?

It means--

I don't get to--

- I don't get to do this.

- What are you talking about?

- Do this?

- What do you care?

You sleep with models.

I slept with a model.

Once, okay?

No, I'm saying.

I'm just--

- And she was a plus-sized model.

- What?

What?

You didn't tell me that.

Whatever,

she was a plus-sized model.

- You didn't tell me--

- She was still a model, okay?

She was still a model.

I found you.

You did?

( gasps )

You-- oh, my gosh!

- Yes, I did.

- Oh.

Reeves:
I love blurred

in the background.

I forgot about those yellow shoes.

- You forgot about 'em?

- Oh, wow.

- I didn't.

- I was obsessed with--

those were the first designer anything

I ever bought.

- I wore those all the time.

- Yeah, I remember.

I'd wear those in gym class

if they let me.

Oh.

Look at me.

Even there I look like

I just can't wait to get out.

- Yeah.

- I would've never guessed

that I'd come to something like this

ten years later.

How come you did?

- Mmm.

- You don't know?

Whoa!

Reeves:

Oh, my God. Dude.

You coming to Pretzels,

you little b*tch? Let's go to Pretzels.

- You're going to Pretzels right now?

- I was talking to him, not to you.

- Oh. Yeah.

- Come on. But you can come.

- I'm not calling you a b*tch.

- Oh, thanks. That's really nice.

- You guys are going right now?

- Come on! Pretzels!

Okay. Okay.

You... you wanna

come to Pretzels?

Why would I need

to feel better about myself?

That's exactly my point.

You don't, AJ

You own a frickin' boat,

so I don't know what you're doing.

What what is wrong

with you and the boat?

You're acting

like a crazy person.

Oh, yeah. I'm acting like a-- shh.

Hey.

You ready to go?

A little Pretzels?

( Sighs )

I left my fake I.D. at home.

( laughs )

You're gonna need that.

Sorry, 911315-

You're not coming?

That doesn't sound like

the Anna we remember.

Yeah, the Anna in those pictures

would never leave a party early.

- Come on.

- The Anna in those pictures

- was the party.

- Yeah, right.

Wait. We're good?

You're a big city boy now.

Let's see how you do on your own.

Hey, you guys. We're going to Pretzels.

You guys going to Pretzels?

Pretzels? Moving on? Pretzels?

You guys going to Pretzels?

Oh, you guys gotta sign

the memory book before you go.

- Gr.--

- Just sign it.

- We're gonna miss--

- Nope, you got two seconds.

- Just sign it. You gotta sign it.

- Come on, let's sign it.

- Uh...

- Cully:
Hey, Jake.

Yo, Jake.

Let's do it, bro.

- ( laughing )

- Oh, my God.

Cully:

The thing broke.

- Are you all right?

- Nope, I'm good.

Get on the couch.

Go sit on the couch.

Julie?

- I'm sorry.

- Are you all right?

- No, I didn't--

- Go apologize to Julie.

- Are you gonna apologize to her?

- Mary:
What happened?

Nothing happened other than Sam

is actually gonna kill him, I think.

Sam:

No, I don't have your jacket.

Uh, look. I just gotta tell you.

I'm happy you decided to come.

Can I tell you something?

You're the only reason I did.

I'll see you at Pretzels.

OkY-

You did an amazing job, Julie.

- Really? You sure?

- Don't worry about it.

Ah, ha ha.

Scotty P, "Sukiwaba."

Let's go to Pretzels

and find some victims.

- Arf, arf, arf.

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