The Wedding Party Page #9

have some things...

no, no, no, no.

There's something that I

want to show you, okay?

There's something I

want to do for you.

There's something I'm

gonna do in front of you.

Jesus Christ, this

couldn't get any worse.

Oh my god, thank

god I found you.

No, no, no, not now.

No, no, no, this is important.

What?

Here's a list with our demands.

Oh, are you a die

hard villain now?

Yippee-ki-yay...

motherf***er, you're

going on strike?

- Mhm, yeah.

- What?

And it's long overdue.

Colt here helped us see that.

Don't touch me?

Seriously, Colt?

Okay, how's it going?

Can you just do me a favor?

Get the cake, bring it out,

then you can do whatever

the f*** you want.

How's that sound?

Yeah, not until

our demands are met.

Okay, I can't get you

dental insurance right now.

Then I can't get you

your cake right now.

Let me see this.

I got it.

I know what this means.

Okay, sorry.

So where was I?

We should definitely

focus on the cake.

Yeah, I feel like

the crowd is probably

starting to get

restless, and you know...

where's the wedding cake?

This is bullshit!

See, see, they

want the cake, so...

Uh, maybe go into the kitchen

and help Colt bring it out,

and I will stay out here

and just distract everyone.

Okay, yeah?

Yeah, yeah.

Great, awesome, thank you.

Okay, Alex.

Distraction, distract...

Sean.

Hey, Sean?

Sorry about earlier,

but you're still ready

to dance right, yeah?

No, sweetheart.

I was born ready.

Yeah, move.

Great, oh.

Okay, move.

Play the tape.

Play the tape.

Move b*tch.

Hey, come here!

Forget those stinking

signs, forget everything,

we're gonna go global.

We're gonna go global

because we have been

treated like second class

citizens for too long

by these people.

Throw the f***ing

tray away, right now!

Yes, Cesar Chavez died for

our privilege to unionize.

Let's exercise that

privilege, people!

Revolucion!

Hey, where's that wheelie thing?

Hey sorry

scout, I can't help you.

Union rules!

Okay, there's no

union, you made that up man.

Can you handle your side, bro?

Yeah I'm fine, Jesus.

I saw you and Alex had

a little tiff earlier.

Don't you worry, I got you.

All right, chin up.

I'll drive her home.

To my home.

Where we'll f***.

You don't deserve her, man.

What, and you do?

Really?

Why, tell me.

Cause I'm a nice guy.

Oh f***, Jim.

"I'm a nice guy?"

And what, I always

finish last, is that it?

Wanna know why you finish last?

Because you b*tch and

moan about finishing last.

Jimmy...

Okay, you know what

Alex does all day?

She works.

Now do you really thinks

she wants to come home

and work some more

fixing your sad life?

No, dude, no.

But you see, me.

I'm easy.

And until she decides she

wants something better,

I am a-okay finishing first.

Need help?

Why'd you, bro...

What?

No!

No, no!

What is...

No!

What is your problem, Colt?

What?

My problem?

I found the wheelie thing,

I was just trying to help.

You stopped trying!

I really should've

been the best man.

Jim, come on man.

Jim, Jim I found

the wheelie thing.

Don't throw the cake...

Oh god Jim, what

happened to the cake?

It's gone, it's pulverized.

My art!

Okay, let me, let me, can I...

Oh wait, I got it.

Greta, she prepared for this.

Nope, tampons.

No, no, Jim, what,

we'll juts get some water

and we'll just dab it.

Look, there's

something I need to do.

Thank you, Sean.

That was a thing.

Look, there's something that...

I wanted to say.

Hey!

When we doing cake?

I'm diabetic, and I took

an extra Insulin shot

in preparation.

Yeah, we did it already.

It was over there and

it was delicious, so.

Isn't that right, Margene?

And Paul, where's Paul?

So...

I...

I wanted to sing a song

for you guys, so here goes.

I understand that you

probably have your reasons,

you usually do.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Hey, Margene.

I really need to talk

to Paul, where is he?

I don't know.

And it's not that big

of a backyard, so yeah.

Where the f*** is he?

Try not to say Timmy's

name while we're f***ing.

Because I associate

that name with you.

You won't have to, cause

we're never having sex again.

Fine.

After this time though, right?

Obviously.

Okay, great.

That's fine, you can

just spin me around

and live out your

prison rape fantasy.

What exactly are you implying?

I don't know, let's

ask some of the boys

that was at camp, and I

told you that in confidence,

that's it, we're over!

No, I hope you die alone then!

And I hope you

get your mother's hitch!

Okay!

God damn it!

Okay.

You wanna play games, Quentin?

Oh god, that's so strong.

Hey Skyler, no, okay.

Do you wanna make out?

I don't know, I've

been doing some thinking.

What is there to think about?

I'm way hotter than you.

Are you crying?

No.

Same ballpark, maybe.

Same parking lot, okay.

Okay, stop that.

Third base, all access,

under the dress,

but you have three

seconds to decide.

While he's looking, Skyler!

All right.

Okay great, let's go.

Let's go have sex then!

I'm already wearing a

condom, just so you know.

You're what?

I put it on before

because it's hard.

Easy, I got you.

This song sucks.

It does, it sucks my balls.

Does it, does it suck, really?

Yeah, cause they played

this sh*t at prom, right?

They did, yup.

Now that, that was a dance,

and I wasn't even your date.

Right?

No, Jim was.

Jimmy, um...

Yeah, he's a bit

of a chump though.

Don't, okay.

Can I borrow you

for a moment, perhaps?

I would love that,

thank you for it, okay.

Are you back with Zeb?

Margene, I don't

know I mean he's...

He's not that bad when you're

like having sex with him,

it's, you know.

God damn it, Sean!

Hey, what, look at me,

what is going on with you?

Can I be honest?

Okay, come here.

Come, come with me.

Do you think he's

gonna be upset at me?

No it's, who cares, it's Sean.

He's f***ing fine.

Okay, talk to me.

On our honeymoon people

are gonna ask to see my ring.

And I'll have to

just explain that

my brother-in-law's wearing it.

I'm gonna chop

off Colt's finger,

it'll solve everything...

it's not just that

though, I want my husband,

who I love, so where

the hell is he?

What chance does

our marriage have?

Aw babe, don't think that.

One more thing.

I love you, and I say this

as your closest friend.

Stop going back to Zeb, okay?

He is a creep, and you

deserve better, look at you.

There's better here tonight.

I'm fine, but I

would like to know

what you mean by that, so.

Finding someone to

stick with you all night

is harder than it looks.

Trust me.

Do I look okay?

You don't leave until you...

Come here.

I love you.

I love you.

It's gonna be okay, okay?

Find your husband.

I will.

Go.

Hey Alex.

Did I overhear you say that...

cut off your finger?

Colt, yes, I

definitely will, mhm.

Gotcha.

Maxi, I gotta talk to you.

Max, I gotta talk.

Hey.

You end the strike?

Yeah man, I talked to

Mr. Zebadiah Buckman,

and he game me three box

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