Frat Pack Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
- 95 min
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- Get out of here.
Ah. Yeah.
[chuckles] Oh, wait, pizza's here.
All right!
Hey, El,
they got pizza in the UK?
- Uh, yup.
- Cool.
- Awesome. [clears throat]
- Hi, guys.
[Joey] Hey!
- Hey!
- Hey, all right!
- [Michaelson] Okay.
- [Sean] Yay.
- Hi, I'm Skylar.
- Hi. Elliot.
Oh. Nice to meet you.
This must be so crazy for you,
coming out here to meet these guys.
Uh... Yeah, a bit.
[Skylar chuckles]
[Michaelson] Yeah,
that looks good.
After you.
Oh. Thanks.
[Michaelson] Oh,
wait, wait, wait!
I got something for you, El.
- A little English food, huh?
- Oh.
- Oh, yeah!
- Oh.
[Michaelson, English accent]
Your tea and crumpets, sir.
- Thanks.
- [American accent] Yes, of course. My pleasure.
- Looks great.
- Like you never left home, right?
Are you guys excited
for the road trip?
F***, yeah!
F***ing road trip, baby.
Hey, are Amy and Shu driving
with you?
Yeah, and some girl from work
wants to come.
Oh, yeah,
I bet she wants to come.
Atta boy, Joey.
[all laughing]
- Joey! Right?
- Whoo, whoo, whoo.
[sniffing]
Sniff it. Yeah. Yeah.
That's my boy.
So... Sorry, what is it
that we're doing, exactly?
Oh, it's alumni weekend at
our college in Colorado.
Yeah, my frat is throwing
a f***ing rager.
Yeah. Listen, after dinner, why
don't you guys pop a few brewskis,
fill El in on the road trip, and
then I'm gonna hit the dojo.
Right after this, I'm gonna
give Sean a little ass-pounding
in a game called
"Ass-pounding."
You guys got that in the UK?
- No.
- [Sean] You're gonna...
You're gonna pound me
in the ass?
[Joey] The f*** you trying
to say?
You just said you were gonna
pound my ass.
That's your new family.
- [Joey] Don't even think about it.
- [Sean] I'm not gay.
[Joey] Pound, pound, pound,
pound, pound, pound, pound...
- [TV:
video game sounds]- [Sean] Oh.
Pound, pound, pound,
pound, pound!
So, I thought you and Sean were,
like, boyfriend and girlfriend.
- Gross, no.
- You're gross.
I just grew up next door.
They're like my brothers.
But you all ended up going
to the same university?
Yeah, we wanted to get away from Bismarck.
Shocker, huh?
Joey had Van Wilder complex, so we
all graduated about the same time.
- [Joey] I can hear you.
- You know it's true.
Sean hates his job
and Joey's just living at home,
doing this.
All he ever talks about
is the fraternity still.
This trip's gonna be
good for them.
Well, I think life after uni
can be a bit tough.
- You know?
- Oh, yeah?
Well, maybe this will be good
for you, too.
Oh.
What's up, sluts? [chuckles] Just kidding.
It's a thing...
- [Joey] Fridge!
- [whispering] Okay, so this is Daniel.
They call him "Fridge"
because he's big
or eats out of a fridge a lot
or something? I don't know.
- Okay.
- Who's this guy?
Uh... Fridge, Elliot.
Elliot, Fridge.
Hello.
I work for the US government.
- Right.
- What do you do?
Um... I'm kind of in-between...
jobs at the moment.
- Yeah, "funemployed."
- Yeah.
You don't work for the
US government, Fridge.
You're a meter maid.
Parking enforcement officer,
okay?
Still working for
the government, Sean.
Shut up, Fridge.
You got it, bro.
Do you want another beer?
Yeah, but I'll get us one.
All right.
[cat yowls]
- Oh, my God, are you okay?
- Yup, just another cat.
It was a cat.
[panting]
[screams]
- [Joey] Morning, Dad.
- Whoo! New record.
[yells]
Road trip, motherf***er!
I'm really not feeling very comfortable
in the clothing Joey's given me.
I don't know, let me see. Spin.
I see what you mean.
It's a little straightforward.
I mean, I didn't go to their college,
but I sure do like to have fun.
Like, on weekends, I'll wear a
shirt with a more humorous slogan,
like, "I'm not as think
as you drunk I am." [laughs]
Oh, yes, very clever.
Shut up, Fridge. It's a wonder
why he never gets laid.
Morning, yo!
Oh, hi.
I can carry that for you.
Oh, no, you don't have to.
Not a fan of the po-pos, huh?
No, I would never usually
wear something like this.
- Hey, when's the evil witch arriving?
- Stop!
- She's coming now.
- [car honks]
Hey!
[woman #2]
Let me out of this bento box.
Road trip, b*tches!
- F***, yeah, b*tches!
- Oh.
So, Elliot,
this is Shu and that's Amy.
We all went to college together.
Oh. Hello, nice to meet you.
Elliot.
[Shu, imitating E.T.]
Elliot!
E.T., that's a great film.
He sounds weird.
- [Elliot] Sorry.
- Hello, ladies.
Let's get out of here
and ditch these losers.
Okay.
My friend will be here
in a minute.
That's right, you got a
hot teacher chick coming.
[Amy] Who is she?
She's the gym instructor
at my school.
She's going through
a really bad breakup,
so I thought she'd appreciate
some time away.
She'll appreciate my crane.
[Sean] Come on, dude, no.
She's got
a really cool personality.
[all groan]
[Joey]
Yeah, that's code for pig.
Guys, stop.
That's her right now.
God f***ing damn it!
- [Skylar] Hi, friend!
- Oh, keep your distance.
- Oh.
- Breakfast burrito's resting uneasy in my gut.
Are you okay?
We'll know in an hour,
won't we?
What the f***?
This is Shu and Amy...
- Hey.
- Hey.
- ...and these are the guys.
- Hi, I'm Sean.
Young Joseph.
Fatima.
[whispers]
- Who?
- Huh?
- What's your name?
- Fatima.
I'm Daniel.
[chuckles nervously]
But people call me Fridge,
'cause I'm strong or something.
It's whatever,
it's weird.
- Cool name.
- Yeah?
How do you do?
Elliot.
- Brit, huh?
- Yup.
- I bet you are.
- Okay.
Um, we're gonna head out.
I'm driving
and Skylar's shotgun.
- [Skylar] See you guys on the road.
- [Sean] Bye.
- [Fridge] See ya. Bye.
- El, I wanna talk to you for a second.
Hey, listen, I really appreciate you being
so cool about everything, you know?
And I really love your mom and I know
we're gonna be a really happy family.
- Okay.
- That being said,
go out there and get
some American ass!
[all laughing]
Be safe, huh?
Don't be late
to my motherfucking wedding.
Yeah, don't do anything
I wouldn't do.
Road trip, b*tches!
Drugs and sex and f***ing, sucking...
[screams]
Road trip it, motherf***er!
Oh, yeah. Whoo.
They're gone.
Got my run in, my shake.
Jerk off.
[rock song playing]
[man singing]
[song ends]
[Joey] Dude, did you hear
what that girl's name was?
- Yeah.
- [laughing]
Yo, El, did you hear?
Yeah, I heard.
No, but did you
actually hear it?
Yeah, I heard it.
No, you don't get it.
It's "Fat-ima."
She's fat and her name is...
[laughing]
Fatima. I know. I got it.
No, I don't think you pronounce
it like that, okay, guys?
I think it's "Fa-tima."
You know,
it's like a beautiful song.
No way! It's "Fat-ima,"
but she's actually fat!
You don't get it.
No, I got it.
- We got it.
- I f***ing got it.
Oh, you don't get it.
- Yeah, we get it.
- We get it.
[Amy] We are taking a different
route to those idiots, right?
There's really only one route.
And they're great guys,
anyway.
That English dude
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