Death Do Us Part Page #3
No, dude, I'm serious. I'm serious.
I'm tired of f***ing around.
I just kind of want to...
I don't know, you know.
I just want to get serious,
want to settle down a little bit.
Like you'd ever settle down.
Like you're one to talk.
What's that supposed to mean?
I think it means you're not really
a one-vagina kind of guy, Ryan.
Remember that night in Portland
you banged those three chicks?
Hey, dude,
cut the sh*t talk, all right?
- Really?
- It was f***ing the truth.
Hey, hon. Feeling better?
- Yeah.
- Drink?
- Yeah. Get a cocktail.
- Thanks.
Drink up. And shots.
- Shots o'clock.
- Cheers, yeah.
- Let's do it.
- Do it.
Hey, shut the f*** up, all right?
Dude, it was awesome.
What is that, tequila?
All right, let's do this!
What the hell are
you doing? Cheating.
- A 10.
- You got the run.
Hi.
Hey, yeah.
We've got this place to ourselves,
we have shitloads of sauce,
and these two good-lookers
are about to tie the knot.
Kennedy, Kennedy,
Kennedy, are you ready?
Let's get sh*t-faced!
Whoo!
- Yeah!
- Let's do this. Party!
Ow! Whoo!
Yeah! That's my girl!
Yeah, Kennedy!
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Hang on. Here we go. Here we go.
Yeah, mama. Yoo-hoo-hoo!
Hey!
- What?
- Good job.
Awesome.
Ladies, over here, please.
Now for the real entertainment.
- Yeah.
- I want to see it.
Hey, don't do that.
Oh, what's this?
- Come on!
- Take it all off!
Can't stop, y'all.
Whoo! Come on!
Take it all off!
Yeah.
Whoa, whoa.
Chet, turn the music off.
What is that?
Jesus.
What is that?
What the hell is...
There's something moving.
What? Where?
Thought I saw something.
Oh, Jesus.
Where did you come from?
Back door.
Can we help you?
I thought I said no parties.
We're so sorry.
It's just the six of us,
so we didn't think
that it would be a big deal.
- No, no. No, no.
- Shut up.
Do not apologize
for this mountain man.
Listen to me.
We're in the middle of nowhere,
okay, so if we want to have
a little party,
we're going to have a little party.
She-bam.
Hang on.
I'm sorry about him.
He's been drinking.
Look, we're going to clean
all of this up, okay?
When we go, it'll all be gone.
You make sure of that.
What a loser.
Jesus.
Guy's a total creep.
Can't believe he just f***ing
walked in here like that.
Okay, well, now that that's
all cleared up and done with,
let's... let's get back to it, huh?
- No.
- Nah, I think we're...
- No. We're good.
- Aw, guys, no.
No, come on. I had three more acts.
I had this great thing
with the chair,
- then that little bunny there.
- Put this on.
Okay, who wants another beer?
Yeah.
I do.
Hey, Ken, actually,
I have something
I want to give you.
Hello.
What's up, Em?
It's crazy out there.
I'm so glad you could come.
Are you kidding?
I wouldn't miss it.
Okay, so I know
it's not technically time
to get you a present yet, but...
I got you this.
Aww. Thank you.
- I got one too. They match.
- Aww.
I said I was getting it.
Just...
Problems with your boyfriend?
Just really can't wait
to spend more time with you.
You've been so busy
with the wedding,
and we can finally talk
about opening our store.
I have...
I've been trying to figure out
how to talk to you about that.
After the wedding, Ryan and I
are moving to New York.
What?
Yeah. My mom opened up
a new office,
and she wants Ryan
to head it up, and...
okay, I'm so sorry.
It's just, to be honest with you,
I really think that Ryan
and I need a fresh start.
But you can't just
run away from your life
to get a fresh start.
Ryan is my life.
Oh.
Do you think
that you really know Ryan?
What do you mean?
Look, I know
things have been tense,
but everything is going to be so
much different after the wedding.
No, I don't mean about the wedding.
I mean...
- oh, God.
- What?
I don't know if this is
the right time to tell you this.
Hey. What's going on in here?
- Nothing.
- Nothing.
Well, get back out there
before Chet starts
taking off his pants again.
Look, you and I are always
going to be friends, okay?
- Thank you.
- Yeah. You're welcome.
Hey, come on. Hannah says
you're gonna love this next game.
Come on.
Wow. Nice job.
Okay, I don't think so.
Whatever. It's close enough.
I'd say
it's a definite improvement.
No, I think they were
being generous to you, cuz.
I love it.
Let's go for a smoke.
Yeah, sure.
Don't worry.
I'm not going to start smoking.
Okay, you got it on there?
Okay, your turn.
- Okay, all right. Ladies.
- Okay.
Let me show you how it's done.
Why? You got a lot
of experience with d*cks, Chet?
Not as much as you, darling.
Cock.
Hang on. There you go.
- Don't give him a knife.
- No, no.
Don't let her touch it either.
You'll never get it back.
Hey-o.
No, man. I'm good.
You know, it's actually
really nice out here.
I guess.
Can't believe I'm getting married.
Me neither.
You're a changed man.
Well, I had to grow up sometime.
Is that what
you're telling yourself,
you're a grown-up?
I don't know, man.
You used to get
in some pretty serious sh*t.
That's all in the past.
I need some help.
With what?
It's not my fault.
I just couldn't
sell my sh*t fast enough,
and I owe my dealer some money.
How much?
It's 20 Gs.
- Jesus Christ, Derrick.
- Just chill. Chill. Chill.
I can't give you that kind
of cash. I don't have it.
Dude, your chick's loaded.
She wouldn't even notice.
Hey, I'm not going
to take 20 grand from her
just 'cause you f***ed up again.
Anybody else want a beer?
Yeah. Beer me.
You owe me, a**hole.
- For what?
- For what?
I did two years,
and I didn't even mention
your f***ing name.
Don't you put that sh*t on me, man.
You were stupid enough
to get caught.
I had nothing to do with that.
How would you like it
if I walked in there
right now and told
that little Barbie doll of yours
the truth about her fiance?
Shut your f***ing mouth, all right?
Yeah? Think that'd go over well
with the in-laws.
Is this why you came here, huh?
F***ing rip me off?
Well, I'm not giving you
jack sh*t, all right?
And if you even think
about blackmailing me,
I will f***ing kill you.
Ryan, I'm in
some serious sh*t here.
I need your help here.
I'm f***ing begging you.
I'm done bailing your ass
out of trouble!
All right? You're on
your f***ing own now.
Ryan.
Ryan, I...
F***!
You f***.
Can I see something?
Hey.
Hey, you okay?
What? Oh, yeah.
Just drunk, you know.
What are you playing?
This is for you.
After all this wedding sh*t
is over,
you and I, we can...
- you know.
- What?
You know, just go have
a little dinner or something,
maybe somewhere.
Are you asking me out?
You don't have to make
a big deal about it.
It's just... yeah.
No. No.
Not a chance.
Come on. Come on.
We been having fun all weekend.
Okay. Hey, guys,
we should do the scavenger hunt.
Here comes the gay sh*t.
Scavenger hunt?
Emily hid a bunch
of stuff in the woods,
and we have to go find it.
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