The Wedding Pact Page #6
- You do that!
- Whatever happens,
do not tell Elizabeth
you've been drinking.
- Just quit yelling at me!
God, I have a headache!
- Good luck to you.
- Thank you.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Team name.
- Welcome back, Carter.
- Okay.
Here you go.
These are for you.
- Thanks.
- I'll see you
at the starting line.
- Okay.
- Next.
Team name.
- I'm not gonna be too sure
until I look at some x-rays.
But what I see so far looks like
a high ankle sprain.
- Ow! Ow!
- Oh, no, what happened?
Speak.
- I-it was a freak
accident, babe.
I stepped out of the car
and I rolled my ankle.
- Is that the truth?
Mitch.
- It's pretty much
what I saw.
- Do you think there's
any possibility
of him running today?
- Babe, he's a doctor.
I can't run.
- Like I say,
I gotta look at some x-rays.
- So that's it?
What about Mrs. Stanton
and her kids?
- I think the pledges
will understand.
- Final call
for registration.
- I don't think so.
- Well, we're not
gonna find out,
'cause I'll run.
- What?
- If you'll have me.
- I will so have you.
Can you handle Jake?
Mitch and I have
a race to run.
- Wait, whoa...
wait, wait, wait...
- go get 'em, guys.
- Wait, I...
- shh, shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh.
- Ow!
- All couples should be
making their way
to the starting line.
- I got it, I got it.
- How long is this thing
anyway?
- Probably best
if you don't know.
Just remember,
keep an even pace
and remember
that you're doing it
for Mrs. Stanton and her kids.
- Mrs. Stanton
and her kids. Right.
Okay. This gonna
mess up my pedicure?
- The Pasadena couples marathon
is about to begin.
- I should have gone
to the bathroom first, right?
- Ladies and gentlemen,
do not break your connection,
or you will be disqualified.
Also, make sure
you stay in the course,
especially when you hit
trail hill.
- Trail what?
- Shh!
- There... there's a hill?
- In your position.
On your marks...
Get set...
- But you took control
of me
you pulled the rug
from under my feet
so this is the way
it's supposed to be
I never knew
a love like this
when I was searching
forever
to find someone better
to show me
a love like this
- Ow!
- Oh, stop complaining.
- Donna, I can do it
by myself, all right?
- Oh, shut up.
I'm helping.
- I can't believe she's running
that race with Mitch.
I bet they don't even
finish.
- Oh, ho!
She will.
I just hope Mitch
survives.
- Jesus is on the main line
tell him what you want
oh, Jesus is on
the main line
tell him what you want
Jesus is on the main line
tell him what you want
call him up
and tell him what you want
Jesus is on the main line
tell him what you want
oh, Jesus is on
the main line
tell him what you want
Jesus is on
the main line
tell him what you want
call him up
- good job, guys.
- And tell him
what you want
- So he just stepped in,
huh?
- I know.
Crazy, right?
- Yeah. Well, we have
checkpoints all over this place.
If they were to have quit,
we would have
found out by now.
- Come on, baby!
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
Come on, baby!
- Oh, wow.
- Whoo, whoo, whoo.
Are you all right?
Are you all right?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.
- Oh, my gosh.
- Hey, hey.
You okay?
- Oh, my gosh!
Should we call an ambulance?
Oh!
- Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God.
Put your arm around me.
Hold on.
Oh, look at this.
Oh, my God!
- Go, Lizzie!
- You all right?
- Mitch!
Here, sweetheart.
Oh, my God.
You okay?
Come on.
- As I get closer
and closer to Elizabeth,
I'm beginning to feel more
and more confident about this.
- Morning, sunshine.
- Good morning, mommy.
Mommy?
- You're not my mom!
- Mm-mm.
Good thing.
- Oh.
Oh, God, it hurts to move.
- I figured it would.
That way,
you can't kick me out.
- Doesn't it remind you
of when we were camping?
I could stay here all day.
- I don't think
I have a choice.
at the bar the other night.
- Lizzie!
Are you up?
- Uh, yeah.
- Just got a call
from the wedding photographer.
He needs to change
his appointment
to 10:
30 A.M. tomorrow.- Okay. Thank you.
- You're welcome!
- I actually forgot
I had that appointment today.
- I'm sorry, Liz,
I have to ask.
- Yes?
Why are you marrying
this guy?
- Excuse me?
- No, I'm just saying,
it's...
From what I've seen,
you're not very happy with him.
And if you don't mind me
saying,
he's kind of a dick.
- Wow.
- What, you disagree?
- What would you like
for me to do, Mitch?
Do you want me to dump Jake
and marry you?
- And who do you think
you are,
you're gonna come here
after ten years
and you're gonna
judge me?
- Wait a second.
For... ow.
For your information,
I barely made it
through Texas
coming out here
to find you.
If I want to judge,
I'll judge!
- Okay, now we're gonna
play that card?
The "I worked so hard
to find you"?
Come on, give me a break.
- It's no card.
- Fine.
I'll bite.
Laura!
There he is.
- Hey, Rudy...
- come here, you!
Bring it in.
Bring it in.
So... I heard you're spending
the night at my sister's.
- Uh, yes, sir.
- Did you have sex with her yet?
- Rudy!
- Sorry.
I'm just kidding.
But I heard she's good.
I'm just kidding!
Hey, would you like to hang out
with us a bit?
Me and my boys, we're gonna be
hanging around the fire,
saying a couple chants.
- What kinda chants?
- Well, number one,
our lord and savior, j. C.
- J...
- Jesus Christ.
- Right.
Can I ask
what the bonfire's about?
I mean, don't you guys
usually burn... Crosses?
- Whoa, whoa.
Who do you think we are?
- K.K.K.?
- What would
make you say that?
- It might have something to do
with the white robes.
- Laura, first of all,
they're not white...
they're taupe.
- You've heard of
the hell's angels?
- Of course.
- Well, they are
the heaven's angels.
- Oh...
- We're a small group,
but we're growing fast.
- The robes are what they call
angel shrouds.
- Yo, Rudy, the boys are getting
restless waiting on you.
How much longer
we gotta wait?
- Would you like to join us
for our ceremony this evening?
- If I refuse?
- I'll just have
the boys come over and, uh,
they'll just
kick the snot outta you.
- Let's chant!
- All right, well,
you boys have fun.
I'm outta here.
- You're going?
- Oh, yeah.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
- Yeah. A biker gang
called the heaven's angels
in Texas?
That's ridiculous.
- Rudy turned out to be
a really nice guy.
He gave me his card.
- You know what?
Jake proposed to me,
I said yes,
and we're getting married.
- Well, great.
Good. Fine.
Good for you!
- You know...
Buddy!
Come on,
let's wake Mitch up!
Wait... no, bu... no.
Buddy, n-n...
Aah!
- Excuse me.
- Oh, hey, man.
Sorry. We don't open
for another hour.
- Yeah, I know.
I was in here the other night.
I think I left
my credit card.
I was...
Playing the, uh,
whipping post.
- Yes!
I remember you!
You're awesome!
- Thank you.
- Yeah. No, man,
you're one tough
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