Hot Tub Time Machine 2 Page #4
Tighten your sh*t up, Lou.
We needed him.
Amateur hour.
This thing is awesome.
I probably invented it.
"Lou Sux
"Cox N Dix." Flip it.
Okay.
Try to stay with me.
This is going to get complicated.
This is time.
And you're dead.
So Lou is killed in our present,
which means that here,
in the future, he should still be dead.
Well, clearly, he's not f***in' dead,
'cause he's sittin' here,
still bothering me.
So what that tells me is
we're in a completely different future
on a completely different timeline.
Jacob, I'm the Sarlacc.
Okay.
Anyway, the Repairman said
that the past is actually the future
of the present we're in right now.
the killer is from the future.
So clearly, someone from 2025
will go back in time and shoot Lou.
Like Looper.
Wow!
How about a f***ing spoiler alert?
"Hey, Lou, you want to go see Looper?"
"Nah, I got a thing I gotta do."
It's in my queue! That counts.
It's the first Bruce Willis
movie we missed.
- Is Bruce in that?
- Okay.
Plainly, just by virtue of
when we know that he died in 2015,
we're here to stop his future murder.
- Exactly.
I get this sh*t.
I'm bored by this sh*t.
Let's go check out the future
strip club situation.
High five.
Did you just say "high five"
instead of high-fiving?
- High five.
- High five.
That is the laziest thing
I've ever heard.
High five.
You don't have the energy for this?
No, no.
You guys, we can't just f*** around.
We got to find your murderer.
Or we don't have to do any of that
and we go check out a strip club.
- You flickered.
- You're flickering.
I flickered... Why am I flickering?
By threatening your own existence.
Have you listened to
anything I've been saying?
I have not listened to any of it.
God, okay, fine! Fine.
which hasn't happened yet.
Or we can just go to a strip club.
All right, fine!
The f***ing murder thing.
Nothing's really changed.
You'd figure after 10 years,
something would be different, right?
That's some sexy-ass
future sh*t right there.
Do you or someone you love
have a problem with
- heroin, speed, ice...
- Yes. Yeah.
- ...smack, whack, jack...
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
...Al Michaels' Revenge or cocaine?
First order of business,
we get ourselves some
Al Michaels' Revenge, right?
We can help put the "U"
back in "Reuvenate."
We're still demonizing addiction?
Like it's some kind of sickness.
I cannot wait for you
to hit rock bottom.
Yeah! Yeah.
Who in the future
would want to kill you, Lou?
I don't know.
The only person who's ever
had any motivation
to kill me has been me.
I treat everyone with the
utmost respect and kindness.
Lou, you tried to push me
down the stairs last week.
As a joke!
Oh, my God, it's you.
Jacob is the murderer.
I'm not the murderer. Come on.
Really? Because you seem to have
stepped right into my life.
the one f***ing that tiger!
Lou, if I was going to f***in' kill you,
I wouldn't use a gun, okay?
I would spike your mid-morning cocktail
with a tasteless, but potent sedative.
And, while you slept,
I would wait the nine hours
for it to fully flush out of your system,
so there's no trace.
And I would take you out into the Gulf
and feed you to a tiger shark.
Damn, that's cold.
But I wouldn't use a gun.
I'll be making my own mid-morning
cocktail from now on, thank you.
Man, I wish Adam was here.
He'd know what to do.
You just described my whole entire life.
We need Adam and he's not here.
Where the hell is he?
Holy sh*t.
When we were carrying you
after you got shot,
I saw his trench coat
beside the hot tub time machine.
Adam murdered me.
Okay, so Adam shoots Lou,
and then uses the hot tub
to escape somewhere in time
Textbook.
Only in our f***ed-up social circle
is that textbook.
Why would Adam wanna shoot you?
I don't know. I've only been
the best of friends to him.
- You tried to f*** his wife.
- You tried to f*** his wife?
As a joke! Come on, you guys get that.
No.
You get it.
In Lougle financial news,
no surprise here,
Lougle finished trading up
10 points today.
Nice. Looks like
I'll turn you around.
Somebody's grumpy
'cause they got murdered.
Adam! Come on out!
It's your best friends
in the whole f***ing world!
You sure this is the right place?
Lougle Search brought up
Adam's location and DNA.
He's really got to fix
his privacy settings.
If he's here,
I'm gonna kill him before he kills me.
Hi. Can I help you?
Oh, my God.
Jacob Dorchen and Nick Webber?
Guilty.
Am I on Celebrity Subpoena?
Just tell me. Tell me,
am I on Celebrity Subpoena?
And hello, sir. Who are you?
- F*** it, wrong house.
- Stop.
Does Adam Yates live here?
I'm Adam Yates Stedmeyer.
Okay, so you're married to my aunt,
which makes you my uncle.
But that means that
you and I are first cousins.
Oh, my God, you guys. This is aws.
He looks like a preppie Braveheart.
I found this photo after my mother died.
Great White Buffalo.
Great White Buffalo. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
So this is him, right? This is my dad?
So you never met him?
No, they broke up
before I was even born.
But you guys can introduce us.
Yeah. See, the thing about that is,
it's complicated.
Do you guys ever feel like
everything happens for a reason?
- Yes.
- No.
Call it destiny, or predestiny.
I think it's "predestination."
No, it's predestiny. I read a book.
Was that book a dictionary?
No, it was a book called Predestiny.
Okay, I don't really give a sh*t.
With predestiny, it dictates
that there is a force or something
holding the strings
and setting everything up
just so they can be
knocked down perfectly
into...
Place.
I can't! I can't do it!
I gotta go. Let's go.
- Sorry.
- Sorry, bro, we gotta go.
Nice skirt, by the way.
- Thank you.
- I have the dress.
Wait, who said anything about a dress?
I certainly didn't say
anything about the dress.
I'm sorry. I didn't realize
that Adam had guests.
- Hey, babe.
- Hi.
Guys, meet Jill. Jill, meet the guys.
We're getting married this weekend.
Me and Jill, not me and you guys.
Stop it. You're gonna make milk
come out of my nose.
- Milk? What milk?
- I had milk earlier.
Are you Nick Webber?
Yes. Yes, I am.
Would you please do the Webber Strut?
The Webber...
Come on, you know it.
He wants us to do it.
I think so.
Everybody, strut, strut, strut, strut.
- Stop that.
- Strut, strut, strut...
Wow, they're really good at your dance.
Your poor man's Macarena
that you are very famous for.
Everybody do the...
They're, like,
picking d*cks out of a tree.
It looks like dick-picking.
And for the record,
I still like your music.
I mean,
I know you've fallen on hard times.
Hard times?
You're so poor now,
but I really like you still.
What do you mean, poor?
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