Frat Party Page #6

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- What, your package?

- Yeah.

- Aww.

Is Adriana gonna get so upset?

Aww, I'm so worried.

I mean...

- So, can l...

- Tell her I had it first.

Oh, I'm not gonna tell her that.

Can I get... can I get out now.

- Can you... can I get out of this though?

- No.

- I have to show him exactly...

- Oh, like... like I'm a part of it.

Right, you're... you're the display

so he knows, right?

Do I have to really be

in my underwear for this?

Oh, I could strip you down.

No, I don't want to be naked.

I thought maybe I'd wear jeans

- or something like that.

- No.

- This is way more fun.

- Oh, fun.

So, what kind of games

are you playing?

(giggles)

Hey, thanks a lot.

Oh! What's going on?

Hey. Hey.

Uh, do we... um...

do I know you?

Um, nope. I'm actually, uh...

I'm actually a foreign exchange student.

So, I don't think you know me.

- He's not from around here.

- Okay. Well, guess what?

You know what?

We throw big parties

especially for people who are,

you know, like you.

- Like this one.

- Yeah.

So, why don't you join us

in the sex dungeon?

Well, not us... not us.

We got girls.

Yeah yeah yeah,

not... not us... not us three...

- Not us in the sex dungeon.

- But a sex dungeon.

- It's like... it's like...

- We're going to take you it...

- take you to it.

- It's like the Renaissance Faire

- with chlamydia.

- Okay.

- But not all of 'em...

- Just, uh, give me one second, okay?

Okay.

L... I'll be right back.

You just wait

right here for me, okay?

Just wait right here.

Hey, who's that guy?

(Jennifer moans)

So much fun,

as I promised.

- I can't wait.

- (laughs)

Me either.

(sighs)

- Oh!

- (laughs)

Hey, Jennifer,

we have a new player!

Ooh, bring him in.

Ooh! Is this my next conquest?

(Stefano laughs)

Come over here.

You want to join in the fun?

Stefano!

What are you doing here, bro?

Duff, l... I thought

you were getting married.

Uh, tomorrow, buddy.

This is freedom.

You want to, uh,

let me tie you up?

Oh, no, I'm... I'm good. Thanks.

Oh, okay.

Come on, bro.

Just let her tie you up, dude.

It's my last night of freedom.

I mean, you've been bad, right?

- Oh yeah, I mean...

- He's been real bad.

Oh-ho! Then it'll be fun.

- Let's tie you up.

- Well, I mean, I guess I could

get tied up a little bit.

Come here.

Give me that wrist.

I always... two is always

more fun than one.

Oh, like this?

This is how you get tied up?

- Yeah.

- You know, the funny thing

- about this knot is...

- Jennifer:
Is what?

Oh, Duff. Oops.

- (Jennifer laughs)

- Oh. Tie him back up.

- Whoa! What?

- Looks like you have

a little problem here, Duffy.

What the... sh*t...

- Jennifer:
Yeah.

- Whoa!

- F*** you, Duffy.

- F*** me?

- Yeah.

- You don't get it, do you?

You don't get it.

Your little rich b*tch...

her daddy paid him

to set you up.

Okay, this isn't funny

and you're supposed to tie his ass up.

Shh shh shh shh.

- F*** you, Duffy.

- Whoa... f*** me?

- Yeah. F*** you.

- W... why?

How does it make you feel?

Do you feel helpless right now?

- I feel...

- You broke my heart, you f***er.

Oh, God. Ow!

- Payback's a b*tch, Duffy.

- Obviously.

You like being helpless?

Watch this.

Oh... no.

(muttering)

- Put a ball in your mouth.

- Let me get on a plane.

Can I get on a plane, please?

If I miss the flight, dude,

it's... I'm not gonna get married.

- Jennifer:
What... what? Oh, bummer.

- Dude, there's one flight out.

I get married tomorrow.

Just let me get on the friggin' plane.

Oh, God...

(muttering)

- (Duffy groaning)

- Now, that's all better, isn't it?

How's that taste?

Does it taste good?

- Mm-mm.

- No, it doesn't.

- How do you like being tortured? Huh?

- Mm-mm.

I can give you

a little bit more, Duffy.

- Mm-mm.

- You deserve it.

You're a complete prick.

Now, as much as I would enjoy

staying to play with you,

because I mean,

as we can see,

you've been trying to go to the gym,

but you missed a little spot...

so, I'm going to leave you here

all by yourself to think

about things, okay?

- (groaning, muttering)

- Bye, princess.

Good.

- Bye, Duff.

- (screams)

- Later, Duffy.

- (yelling)

# Is what I said #

# But there's

a place that... #

I almost forgot.

- (screams)

- That's gotta hurt.

(dialing)

(phone ringing)

(groans, sighs)

Man:

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Man:

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

- Everybody out!

- (men shouting)

(folk music playing)

Whoa-ho!

(screaming)

(phone ringing)

(snoring)

(sniffs)

Mom? Mom?

Mom?

# Baby, keep you by my side #

# No use in trying... #

What a great end

to a solid four years.

I'm gonna miss this place.

I'm gonna miss girls

like you... so much.

Mac:

Hell yeah, bro.

I met some really cool people,

but you and Duffy...

I love you guys.

Bro.

- Where is Duffy?

- (Mac laughs)

F***. I haven't seen him in like...

holy sh*t, what time is it?

- Holy sh*t.

- Chad:
Oh no, dude.

He's f***ing that b*tch Jennifer

in the dungeon, right?

No, she left with that foreign guy

that blew me off last night.

He was kind of cute.

You talk?

Sh*t! Sh*t!

Chad! He's gonna

miss his f***ing flight!

We missed it! He's gonna miss

the whole f***ing wedding, man!

We gotta get him!

F***ing sh*t!

- Come on, bro!

- I can't believe she talks!

(rattling)

Oh! Jeez, Duff!

What happened?

- (muttering)

- You don't know?

(grunting)

Oh!

- What happened, bro?

- (spits)

- You okay?

- Yeah, untie me! Jesus.

God. Jennifer and that

damn Stefano dude,

they were working together.

And then... and then Adriana's dad

paid him to come here

and get in my way...

Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

Dude, slow down, slow down, man.

- What's going on?

- What time is it?

It's 4:
00 AM

Dude, we way missed our flights.

Hey hey hey, don't worry.

- Now you don't have to get married.

- No, f*** that.

I'm not missing

my f***ing wedding, dude.

- We're driving it.

- Whoa! Whoa, dude.

The drive, that's like

six hours from now.

Well, there's no more flights out, man.

What are we gonna do?

I've been up all night,

it was a crazy party last night.

Can we just like chill out

and maybe reschedule?

- We could do it next weekend.

- No.

You drive, I'll sleep. Come on.

(Mac groans)

(dialing)

(ringing)

Come on, motherf***er.

Answer the phone.

(ringing)

(rock music playing)

(grunts)

Duffy:

All right, dude.

- I think I'm gonna take a nap.

- Oh.

That's cool, man.

That's why I'm driving, you know?

Gotta make sure you

look good for the bride.

I know, a little beauty sleep.

That's good, man.

(dialing)

(phone ringing)

Duffy's voice:

Hey, this is Duffy. Leave a message.

Hey, honey, it's me.

Just calling to see where you're at.

I wanted to let you know

the dinner went really well.

And I miss you and I love you.

I can't wait to see you. Bye, baby.

(smooches)

Not answering?

He's probably still on the plane.

He should be her by now.

- (sighs)

- You worried?

- No.

- Really?

Michela, you b*tch, shut up.

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