Table For Three Page #5
personal space and privacy are?
Is the idea of keeping your
pesky noses out of my business
so impossible for you
to fathom?
Good night, everybody.
Thank you for coming
but there's no party!
Good night.
Scott!
Scott?
Scott!
How could you do that
to Ryan and Mary?
They went to all this trouble
to throw a party for you and...
granted, I guess the people
they invited
aren't the coolest people on the planet,
but they seem really nice.
Can't you just be thankful
that you have such good friends?
Leslie,
you don't understand, okay?
There's something very very wrong
about Ryan and Mary.
What?
What did they do?
Well, they...
and...
It's hard to explain, okay?
But... they're freaks, all right?
Wow. Okay, well remind me never
to throw you a surprise party.
Leslie, wait, sorry.
Please...
I'm sorry.
Could you just wait?
Everyone?
I... I am... I'm sorry about all this.
Um, I hope you stay.
Please stay.
It'd mean a lot to me.
Um, I'll be honest:
I, uh, I...
I don't have any friends
right now in L.A.
So I didn't tell the few people
that I do know about my birthday
because I was afraid that I would
look like a complete loser...
um...
if I didn't have anybody
to celebrate with.
I, um,
I'm glad you're all here
and I hope you'll stay
and forgive me for
lashing out at you.
And let's have some fun.
DJ, drop it like it's hot.
# Die now, die #
# Die now, die #
# Die now, die! #
# Die now, die... #
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
You're not gonna leave, are you?
I'll bet the DJ can play
maybe some Limp Bizkit.
Uh, Limp Bizkit is
a deal breaker.
# I can't wait #
# My love #
# Tell me what it's all about #
Sporty Spice.
- Oh!
- Look at that... cute.
Holy sh*t, he really does live
with them. I thought you were kidding.
Honey, you promised, remember?
- I need to talk to you.
- Hi, I'm...
Hi.
Aww!
- Mwah!
Hey, Ted, you have history
with Ryan and Mary.
Can I talk to you
about them?
You're going to want something
much stronger than beer.
Okay, I'm not even going to tell you
what I had to promise Ted
to get him here.
You know, it's not that
I mind doing it, but...
I'm not gonna tell you.
The joys of
a long-term relationship.
Girl, you have no idea.
No, I don't.
Oh, speaking of which,
what's going on with that one?
Yeah, that's the thing.
Um, Scott asked me to move in with him.
Jeez, he doesn't waste
any time.
Wait a minute...
what did you say?
Well, I'm kinda leaning
toward yes.
Not again.
Are you serious?
- It's different this time.
- How? How is it different?
Because I'm going to wait to
commit to a decision...
Good... wait.
- Until after we go
to your wedding together.
A week? You're going to wait one week?
That's the difference?
A week is long...
- ish.
Oh my God.
Have you even...
- No. I know.
- So you're going to live here and...
- No, it's his birthday tonight.
- Okay.
And so I'm thinking, you know,
- like...
- Oh my God.
Oh my God!
Okay, well, then
we're going to need this.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Let's open that.
- Let's open it
'cause we're both
gonna be busy.
Damn near killed her!
- We need to talk.
- You get the olives?
How can you think about olives
at a time like this?
Well, what am I supposed to put
in my martini, love? A pork chop?
Just shut up and come
with me to the bathroom!
Okay.
Have a cocktail.
See? They even go
to the friggin' can together.
Let me ask you one thing:
Have you ever once seen them apart?
No, I guess not.
Not really.
No, of course not, because they,
my friend, are a couple monster.
- A couple monster?
- They go to lunch together;
they go to the gym together;
they go to bars together;
they commute together.
I heard they share a cubicle at work...
not an office; a cubicle.
That's not right.
And the sick part
about it is,
because they spend
all of their time together,
they have absolutely nothing
left to talk about...
nothing to keep them from
going lighthouse crazy.
- That's why they latch.
- Latch?
Back when I knew them, they spent
all of their time with this girl,
um, Amy. Amy was like
She was the one they
could talk about their day with.
She was the one
that they could deflect
all their weird f*** tension onto
instead of each other.
- So what happened to Amy?
- Don't know.
She got wise, got out. Maybe they
cooked and ate her. Who knows?
But the important thing is, dude,
you are the new Amy.
And from what
you've told me
your dates with Leslie...
I didn't say that they were trying.
They just... they nearly did.
Think about it:
If you end up with Leslie,
they are out of the picture.
They are clearly not
going to let that happen.
And let me tell you
one more thing:
If I wanted to make you
look like a loser
in front of a potential girlfriend,
this is pretty much exactly
the party I would throw for you.
Happy birthday, Amy.
And that's when
I realized they were trying
to sabotage my relationship
with Leslie.
I don't know, man.
Sounds like they were just maybe
trying to keep you from rushing it,
like they said they would do.
You're listening to Ted?
Leslie told you he was a cynic.
Plus you planned
to kick 'em out.
Hey, whose side are
you guys on anyway?
Right now?
Don't answer that until
you hear the rest.
helping with the table.
Have fun, you two.
Drive safe.
Yeah, get home
carefully now.
Well, that was some party.
Mmm.
Well, gosh,
that was fun, huh?
Wasn't that fun?
Tables are inside;
guests have all left. It's all good.
Say, Leslie, do you need
a ride somewhere, honey?
It doesn't matter how far it is.
We'd be happy to take you.
Oh, I think I'm gonna
stay for a little bit.
Wonderful!
You know, we need to make sure
that we do this all the time,
the four of us just hosting
these little shindigs.
- Mm-hmm.
- The four of us?
Oh, we heard the big news and
we could not be happier.
I mean, this place is plenty
big enough for four.
- When you moving in, Lisa?
- Leslie.
- God damn it.
- It's okay, honey.
Hold on, guys. There's some stuff
we need to discuss first.
- What stuff?
- Yeah, what kind of stuff?
I mean, I'm assuming
she'll live in your room,
go in a fourth on rent and utilities,
buy TP when it's her turn.
And besides that, what is there
really to discuss?
Look, this is not how
I wanted this to come up.
Mmm, why not?
How did you want it
to come up, Scottsdale?
Were you gonna
shoot us an email?
Or maybe you were
gonna blog it on... your blog?
Can we just talk about this
another time?
Scotty Dog, you seem
a little tense.
Are you sure you're okay?
Darling, I think maybe we should discuss
this under the light of a new day.
You know, honey,
you're right.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Let's go.
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