Game Night Page #5

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- Hear that?

- Yeah.

Ugh.

Found it!

He must have known

we were tracking him.

Well, they outsmarted us.

Hang on.

Isn't that one of the actors?

Guess they're not

so smart after all, huh?

Guess not.

We are nailing this!

Why are we crouching?

I don't know. It feels right.

Oh, it's horrible in here.

Yeah, it's sticky.

Shoes are shot.

Ooh. There he is, there he is.

Don't let him see you.

Come on.

Sit down right here.

Bartender, sir,

can I ask you a question?

Um...

You, um...

You didn't happen to see

a fellow brought in here,

looks a little bit like me,

but he's got a little bit

of a sharper chin

and higher cheekbones?

So, a better-looking guy?

No, well,

I wouldn't call it that.

I didn't see nothing.

- Oh, boy. You hear that?

- Huh. Yeah.

That double negative?

"Didn't see nothing"?

- It's a little forced, right?

- Yeah, I think he's in on it.

- 'Course he is.

- Look at those tats.

So fresh, probably fake.

Tell you what.

Let's give him a test, okay?

Let's order a couple of drinks

that only a real bartender

would know how to make.

- Right?

- Oh! Smart! Yes.

- Sir! Excuse me. Hi.

- Barkeep.

Totally forgot

to order drinks.

Yes, uh...

Could I please have

a vodka tonic?

Well done, honey.

I'm gonna have

a Harvey Wallbanger.

Okay? Appreciate it.

Jesus! Did you see that look?

Guy doesn't know

what's going on.

Think you stumped him.

Some regional theater hack.

Huh?

- Well, this is kind of fun, isn't it?

- Yeah.

It's nice

to get out of the house.

You know, we're not gonna be able to

do stuff like this if we have kids.

- What?

- Yeah.

- Why not?

- Well, I don't know.

I was thinking about it.

Remember Dan and Linda?

Remember how much time

we used to spend with them?

Just tons of fun, and then

they had those twins.

Boom! Off the grid, right?

Last time we saw them

was their Christmas card

with the wonky kids on it.

Yeah, I love those Christmas cards.

They look so happy.

But you know what I mean.

- We don't see 'em.

- Vodka tonic.

Harvey Wallbanger.

- Appreciate it.

- Thank you.

Cheers.

- Did he get it right?

- Huh.

I do not know. I realized I've

never had one of these,

but that is a tasty drink.

It's kind of tart.

You wanna try it?

Oh! Honey!

Honey! There's Brooks!

Brooks is here.

Brooks is here.

We're about to win this thing!

- Yes, yes!

- Look who came in here.

Oh! No! I think he made us.

So what? It's over. What, are

they gonna try to stop us?

- Let's go.

- Yeah, probably.

But that's why I brought this.

Jesus Christ, honey!

Where did you get a gun?

No, no, that's the fake gun

from Brooks' fight.

Oh, yeah.

Boy, that looks real.

- Yeah, well, you know...

- Look at that.

Brooks never spares

any expense.

- Yeah, that's true.

- Okay. Follow my lead, huh?

- Why, what are you doing?

- Lead?

Any of you

f***ing pricks move,

and I'll execute every

motherfucking last one of you!

Very nice, honey.

Pulp Fiction, anybody?

Right? It's a classic.

We love films.

Okay, what the f***

is this sh*t?

Well, you're gonna

hand over the keys

'cause we're gonna take

my brother.

- Bullshit.

- Oh, you know what's bullshit

is your bald, ugly face.

Uh-uh. No, that's personal.

Come on, honey,

let's just keep it fun.

All right, I'm sorry I called

you bald, you little b*tch!

Well, that's,

again, you know...

- Let the gun do the talking.

- Okay.

- Come on.

- Ah!

On your knees. Hands in

the air. Heads on the ground.

- Good. Good. Great.

- Eyes closed.

That's it.

Get 'em up, reach for it.

- Hands up! That's right.

- There we go.

- All right, hands in the air!

- Get 'em up!

- Yep.

- Yo, where's my head go?

- Down.

- On the floor.

Just rest it.

How am I supposed

to put my hands in the air

- with my head on the ground?

- F***ing exactly.

I did have the same question.

Child's pose?

Do you guys know child's pose?

F*** is a child's pose, man?

You've never done yoga?

- Okay, wow.

- No?

- Cover me.

- Show 'em, baby.

- All right. Arms out.

- Here she comes.

Knees apart if you have

back problems.

And if you're

doing it right,

you're really gonna feel that

lumbar opening up back there.

Let's put your head down.

Come on. I don't wanna have

to use this. Okay?

Okay.

Can't you just tell me

who it was?

I know you, Kev.

If I tell you,

you'll just obsess

about it even more.

Okay, fine. How about this?

If I guess it right,

you tell me.

Fine.

Was it an actor?

Yes. That tower is unstable.

I'm not stable!

Was he over 40?

Yes. Be careful.

Okay. American?

Yes.

It's Tommy Lee Jones.

What? Ew. No.

Denzel? Was it Denzel?

Denzel Washington?

It wasn't, unfortunately.

Thank God.

Um... Be careful.

Oh! Sweet freedom.

Oh, my...

You see, this dumbass thought

he can keep us locked in here.

But guess what?

You can't lock us in here!

You see, hate put us in here!

Okay, baby.

But love is gonna bust us out!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Kev... Kev, are you okay?

Baby, I fell down.

There it is.

Yes, I'm so glad

I invited you tonight!

Yeah, me too.

I usually bring these girls

I wanna sleep with,

and they just suck!

You're like

a breath of fresh air.

Aw, thanks.

I usually go out with men

I find interesting

and non-stupid,

so this is a bit new

for me, too.

Whoa!

Are we cool?

Did I say something wrong?

No.

No, I mean I was wondering why

you asked me along tonight,

and now I know you

just needed a ringer, so...

Oh, did you...

You thought this was a date?

I didn't...

No, actually.

Well, I was hoping it wasn't.

Then why are you

wearing lipstick?

- I'm not.

- Yeah, you are.

What are you...

You can't touch

a girl's mouth.

Why? Are you scared I'm

gonna smear your lipstick...

Oh, my God! You bit me!

Yeah, and I'll bite you again.

There's lipstick on here.

Oh, shut up!

I see you wiping off

that date lipstick!

Ow!

That really hurt a little bit.

Hello?

Hello?

Um, excuse me?

Yeah, okay.

Um...

Hello?

Oh, oh! Oh, sh*t!

Holy sh*t!

My God!

Come on! Bloody hell!

- What?

- Phew!

You guys scared me so bad.

What are you doing?

What the f*** is that?

Oh. Well, I just came from

a six-hour murder mystery

where I played the corpse.

I must have dozed off before

I had a chance to clean up.

Well, you scared

the sh*t out of us.

Really? Thank you.

Actually that means a lot

'cause I do my own makeup.

What kind of party

has a pregnant corpse?

No, I'm actually pregnant,

this isn't part of it.

This is just...

Oh!

- Congrats.

- Thank you!

Um, we want you

to give us the final clue

to the murder mystery

Brooks Davis ordered.

Oh, my gosh.

But that would ruin the fun.

We don't want the fun.

We just wanna win.

Yeah, I can't do that.

This change your mind?

No.

Don't...

What about this?

Mmm.

You drive a hard bargain.

Okay.

Let's take it up a notch.

I was hoping I wasn't

gonna have to dig this deep,

but okay.

Final offer.

You know what?

It doesn't matter

how slowly you slide it over!

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