Magic Mike XXL Page #2
It's crazy, right?
We'll keep your feet loose
That's actually
a pretty F***in' good idea.
Yeah.
Appreciate that, Mike.
Yeah. Good show.
Money can buy you silks and sable
False religion,
fame and fable
Is this, uh, is this
how the whole trip is gonna be?
You're gonna... you're gonna be
Are you kidding?
Relax.
I got a bunch of orders
just came in.
All the guys at the shop
are just freaking out.
If you're gonna be here,
be here, man.
Be present.
Okay.
I'll... be present.
Money
Said money
What are you even doing?
Narcissus is taking pics
of his eyebrows.
Yeah.
You zoom in.
You find the sh*t
you can't catch in the mirror.
See? Look.
Sh*t works.
Mike, come on, man.
All right.
Relax.
Yo.
All right.
That's it.
What are you... yo!
What the f*** are you doing?
IPhone went "bye, phone."
Buy another one, you rich motherf***er.
Turn the f***ing truck around.
No. Keep driving.
How do you like that,
b*tch?
Oh, I welcome it.
Yeah?
Yeah.
That wasn't my phone.
It was mine.
Oh.
F***. I'm sorry. F***!
on it, man.
Here.
Have a shake.
I don't want
a f***ing shake.
What...
What am I supposed to do?
right off this f***ing truck.
That's the Mikey I remember!
Look, if you ain't ready
to bring it old school
this weekend,
then you need to hop the f*** up
off this food truck right now.
What the f***
are you even talking about?
Why do you think I came
this weekend?
I don't know, man.
It's been a long time.
But I do know this.
my ass
down the rabbit hole, brother.
I'm talking out of body, baby.
Astral projection!
Tobias,
we're going to mad Mary's.
Hell, yeah!
Oh, sh*t.
Nobody... nobody messes with the
mojo on the last ride, brother.
Whoo!
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Come on.
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Oh
Hot, hot, hot
Hey, you guys remember the
last time we were in this club
and you... you...
You and Ken
were f***ing with
those two girls from the club?
What... what was the girl
with the black hair's name?
I don't f***ing know.
How am I supposed to
remember that?
What?!
I don't know.
You don't f***ing remember
that?
Man, you are f***ing dusty.
Julie. Julie, man!
Here we go, man.
It's getting late.
Hot stuff
Yeah.
Bonjour, lovelies.
How are all y'all
nasty motherfuckers doing
out there tonight?
Doing great! Yeah!
Yes.
That's the ticket, miss thing.
Now, I am miss Tori Snatch,
your host
for this glamorous evening
of good ole swamp country
debauchery.
And I've got some good news
for some of y'all budding queens
hiding out there in the shadows.
I've got four crumpled-up,
coke-dusted $100 bills
for the best amateur queen
here in Jacksonville!
Yes.
So let's get some vogue popping
in this b*tch, shall we?
Come on now.
Young and old, hot and cold...
Get your ass on this stage.
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
You guys really want to go down
the rabbit hole?
Isn't that what you said?
So you were listening.
Okay. All right. All right.
All right.
I'm gonna go dig it for you,
Alice.
Let's see how far
Uh-oh.
Oh, sh*t.
All right. Come on.
Let's go. Let's go.
Mikey.
Oh, it's on!
That's the plan.
I mean, take over south beach,
then the entire east coast.
F***ing mobile.
You know, low-overhead,
high-revenue sh*t.
That's how you get flush
in the food industry.
F***, yeah. What is this?
It's really good.
Oh, Goddamn right, what is this?
Jeez.
F***.
- You like that, Mike?
- That's gold, right?
This is amazing.
It's toasted marshmallow
tangerine.
Whatever it is,
it's fabulous.
Put marshmallow in my pants
right now.
This is...
You gotta sell this.
Mike, tip of the iceberg,
baby.
We got Kiwi olive oil
with freeze-dried basil,
crme brule... and my personal
favorite, the flavor of truth.
Come on, man. You've been
talking about this sh*t forever.
Why don't you tell
everybody here
what you're really gonna
Grinding those snow cones
at the Northdale Mall.
Yeah. Well, that's just
for market research, b*tch.
Till we get the funds
to do what we really need.
That's all it is, bro.
F***ing hater.
Besides, I think it beats raking
the infield at Tropicana.
Well, at least the sh*t
I'm working on can go global.
What?
- Wait. What?
- Yeah.
I'm sorry.
What?
Why don't you enlighten us,
constant gardener?
Yeah, please...
Please enlighten me.
I have to know what this, like,
piece of genius is.
Shamwow us
with your ingenious invention.
Come on, rich, man.
Tito laid his sh*t out.
Everybody's cool.
Just tell us.
It's us, bro.
Just tell us, man.
Come on. Let's go.
Let's go. Come on.
All right.
But if any of you motherfuckers
steals my idea,
I swear to God I will...
Why you got to point
at the f***ing Mexican
when you say "steals," dude?
We get it.
Just... just go.
Let's have it, tough guy.
Condomints.
What are the two most important
things you need to take with you
when you go out on the weekend?
Ketchup and mustard?
Your condoms and your mints.
Oh, my... what?
I put them together in one
package, like a pack of gum.
Sell it at a gas station.
"Condomints."
It's not bad.
Boom!
Um, they... they already
have that sh*t, b*tch.
You can get it.
I get it all the time
at the minimart.
I'm sorry.
They're at every single circle k
and 7-Eleven across Florida.
I'm so sorry, man.
Hey, Richie, they didn't
sign the nondisclosure, man.
Sorry about it.
Hey, Richie,
I got something for you...
Top secret, man.
Imagine this.
A small, little rectangle. Okay?
You hold it up to your ear,
you speak into it,
somebody in a distant land
with the exact same thing
can hear it.
I just haven't come up with
a name for it.
I was figuring...
F***... you.
I'm so sorry, man.
Oh, God.
Hey, I forgot to ask you...
You still with Mercedes?
No.
We agreed to try monogamy,
and you know Mercedes.
That sh*t lasted
for about two seconds.
Wow. That f***ing sucks.
I'm sorry.
Ah, it's like Oprah said,
man...
themselves, believe them."
What? Really?
Really? I... okay. Yeah, really.
That's what she said.
Are we doing
this passive-aggressive sh*t?
Okay. Fine. That's not
passive-aggressive, that's Oprah.
Let's f***ing make it
aggressive.
How about this? Let's do
a little therapy session here.
Old-school...
Old-school therapy session.
Get up. Let's go. We're gonna
get this out in one swing.
Are we f***ing primates now, man?
Come on.
Get it out in one hit and let's
not talk about it anymore.
I get it. You're mad that... that I f***ing
left. This is seriously f***ing stupid.
Come on, baby.
Let's go. Right here.
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