Now You Know Page #8
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- Year:
- 2002
- 102 min
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She wasn't cheating on me.
Well, then I don't know why
you two broke up...
so I can't say whether
you made a mistake or not.
- % I just hate to see you go%
- Only you would know that.
% Yeah, I wanna see you happy%
% Times change and people grow%
% You're a good friend to me
and I love you% %
What, are you waitin' for me
to feel you up? Get out.
- I'll call you tomorrow.
- Later.
[Engine Starts]
[Car Departs]
[Sighs]
All right, this better be good, Andy.
I'm missing Regis and the new chick.
Come on, Murray.
You gotta see this.
- What the hell...
- That's exactly what I said.
You brought me here at 9:30 in the morning
to show me how you redecorated?
No, no! I didn't... Why would l...
I woke up this morning,
and it was exactly this way.
Well, this is kind of cozy,
but how the hell you gonna eat?
- Murray, I didn't put...
- Is this some sort of feng shui thing?
[Stammering]
If it works for you, you know, go for it.
Murray, please.
Murray, I don't know what...
What the hell is feng shui?
Jeremy? Jeremy.!
- Jeremy!
- Oy!
Grandpa, Grandma, what...
what are you doing here?
We thought you'd be up by now. Your grandfather
didn't sleep for a week before our wedding.
That's 'cause your father told me
I'd better sleep with my eyes open.
- Said I was tarnishing his only daughter.
- [Scoffs]
So, are you nervous?
Right now, yes.
Come on. Give him a chance
to lose his morning wood, will ya?
[Clicks Tongue]
Oh, marone.! Okay.
I could use a cup of coffee
now that we're here anyway.
Your grandfather, all the way up here...
He wouldn't let me have any coffee.
That's right. Without the coffee,
we have to stop every 30 miles
for her to use the little ladies' room.
Fifteen hundred miles from here to Florida.
You do the math.
- Yeah, that's a lot of peeing.
- Imagine if she had some coffee in her?
- We'd still be in North Carolina.
- I am so excited for tomorrow.
Oh, my God.
Nobody called you guys?
Nobody ever calls us. Why?
[High-pitched Voice] You couldn't have
messed this up, right, Biscuit? [Chuckles]
[High-pitched Voice]
Dude, give me some credit here.
I just get nervous
when you do things on your own.
[Chuckles]
For the 10th time,
everything's gonna be fine.
I just got off the phone with her.
Gave her my address.
- She sounded hot as hell, man.
- Cool. When's your mom leavin'?
Relax, dude. She's leavin'.
Guess we should make more balloons, huh?
Heh!
Naw, that's enough.
Too many elaborate decorations will only
serve to distract us from the entertainment.
[High-pitched Voice]
I guess you're right.
[High-pitched Voice]
Course I'm right.
- How was your flight?
- [Horn Honking]
It was a lot less dangerous
than this car ride.
Sorry. Nobody told 'em the wedding was
canceled. The drove all the way from Florida.
I had to hang out with them for a while.
Get the f*** out of the way, a**hole!
- Come on.!
- Don't worry, Grandpa.
I don't think he was talking to you.
Stop when you see a little ladies' room.
I got to go.
- On a half a cup: 3.2 miles.
- [Clicks Tongue] Oh!
- Was doin' it in the car the best idea?
- % % [Man Singing On Radio, Indistinct]
Sorry. We'll be there soon enough.
with me today.
in my house anymore.
- [Sighs]
the day before my wedding.
I should be getting my nails done...
and running around
taking care of last-minute stuff.
You know, have a houseful of people...
relatives, friends, you know.
I woke up,
and my house was like a morgue.
My parents went out to yard sales.
Cliff had locked himself in the bathroom.
I think he spent the night in there.
Freak.
God. It's just like... just like every day.
I know it sounds stupid, but I just...
this whole big thing happened...
and it's like no big deal
to anybody but me.
I bet you Jeremy is out
having the time of his life.
Oh, f*** him!
Door-to-door service.
[Grandma]
Give us a call if you need a ride home.
[Grandpa]
See ya around.
All right, all right.
- [Gil] Surprise.!
- [Biscuit] Surprise!
- What?
- This is your bachelor party.
- Wow.
- Ta-ha!
- Yeah!
- I knew I should've brought the bowling ball.
- [Phone Ringing]
- Shane, this is Gil.
- All right. Gil.
- Nice to meet you.
He's the only guy I know who gets two
bachelor parties, and he's not even gettin' married.
Seriously, what are you talking about?
I told you the wedding was off.
We know this whole thing has been rough on you,
so we thought we'd do something nice for ya...
and help get your mind off of things.
Nothing clears the mind like basking
in the glow of a beautiful naked woman.
Besides, they refused
to give us our money back.
Well, just got off the phone...
with our entertainment... K.C.
She just wanted to be sure
my mother left.
I can't wait to see what she looks like. Believe
it or not, Biscuit handled this one on his own.
- [Chuckles]
- I had to go to the dentist,
but I called the place beforehand.
This was foolproof.
They said they had giant color catalogs.
All he had to do was flip through
and pick a beautiful girl.
Even he can't screw this one up.
Biscuit, tell 'em.
You couldn't have screwed this up, right?
They were all beautiful, dude.
Just trust me.
All right, how did you pick one?
What was your criteria?
Well, at first...
I just tried to find the hottest girl.
But they were all hot.
So then, I asked the guy, like...
who he would recommend.
And he said they were all good, but...
he said, like, the ones in the back
were a little bit more risqu.
- Risqu?
- Yeah, you know... like, risqu.
Like, they're a little dirtier, a little nastier.
They do tricks with bottles and stuff.
Did the guy tell you that?
Uh, no.
I just assumed that's what he meant.
- Aw, for Christ sakes, Biscuit!
- [Chuckles]
- What? I still saw her picture.
- Was it her whole body?
- No.
- Oh, man.
[Knocking]
Get the door, Biscuit.
- You're closer.
- I'm not gettin' it. You get it. Get the door.
- You're closer!
- Get the door.
- [Whispers] Oh, Jesus.
- [Chuckles]
- You believe this?
- Shut up!
[Laughs]
[Sighs]
[Whispers, Indistinct]
[Male Voice]
Hi, guys. So who's our bachelor?
I don't even understand
how he doesn't care.
This wedding was
gonna affect his life too.
He just walked away like it doesn't matter...
like I don't matter.
[Sighs]
I at least deserve some answers.
Why don't you go talk to him?
Demand some answers.
Beat it out of him if you have to.
I'll help.
But, Kerri, if you don't get some closure
on this, it's gonna f*** you up for a long time.
Can't look at him, Marty.
He's supposed to be my best friend.
How could he do that?
I don't know, sweetheart.
When you first called to tell me what was
going on, I'd just found out I was pregnant.
I was all set to call the guy and tell him.
Then when you told me
how Jeremy was acting towards you...
I decided not to.
I mean, the truth is,
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