Wedding Crashers Page #7
there in Washington?
- Mommy.
- You know, Willy's father, my husband
was the Secretary of State
for President
Franklin Roosevelt.
That must have been
so thrilling... FDR.
My gosh, FDR was
a wonderful President.
He was a doll.
The wife, though,
Eleanor...
- big dyke!
- Oh Lord.
Huge dyke!
A real rug muncher!
Looked like
a big lesbian mule.
Grandma, you can't talk
like that, okay? It's not right.
Somebody... somebody get me
another Scotch for Christ sakes!
I think I'm
gonna go to bed.
Honey, are you okay?
Oh, yeah, I'm fine. You know,
I'm just a little tired. Thanks.
- Okay.
- You all right?
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
What an athlete.
A tremendous competitor.
I know.
Todd, I noticed that you haven't even
touched your food yet.
- I don't eat meat or fish.
- He's a homo.
Mommy, let's not
go there again.
Actually, um, Todd
is an amazing painter.
He's going to the Rhode Island
School of Design.
Oh, that's a great school.
Congratulations, Todd.
That's really
impressive, "Rizdee."
Yeah, Dad... Dad used to think
I'd be a political liability,
you know, in case
he ever ran for President.
Now, Todd!
Actually, truth be told,
polling shows a majority
of the American people
would ultimately empathize
with our situation.
- What is our situation, Dad?!
- You're a homo.
Oh, for God sakes, William,
put Mommy to bed already.
Okay. Mommy,
we've had a long day.
I can do it myself, a**hole.
Wow.
I'll be in my room painting.
Homo things.
You just go
right ahead, Toddy.
- Mmm, wonderful scallops.
- Absolutely. Wonderful.
You know, um...
I think I'm
gonna get some air.
Oh, I'll get some air
if you want some company.
- Sure.
- Let me just change my shoes.
- Excuse me.
- All right. I'm gonna... can't walk away
from the delicious food
that we got here.
I just had my tits done.
You like 'em?
Those... seem like lovely tits.
William doesn't give
a sh*t about my tits.
Well, darn him.
But Mrs. Cleary,
this is pretty sudden.
You've been playing cat and mouse
with me ever since you came here.
- Mrs. Cleary, I don't...
- Call me Cat.
Okay, Cat...
Call me Kitty Cat.
Okay, Kitty Cat,
this feels borderline
inappropriate, and...
- Feel them.
- What?
- I said feel them.
- Mrs. Cleary...
Kitty Cat.
I'm sorry, Kitty Cat.
Are you out of your f***ing mind?
I'm not letting
you out of this room
until you feel them.
Wow, they feel really nice.
Real orb-like.
It's amazing what
they can do to...
Pervert.
- John, I need to talk to you.
- No, not right now.
What's wrong with you? Why you got
the weird look all over your face?
Claire's mom just made
me grab her hooters.
Well, snap out of it!
What? A hot, older woman
made you feel her cans?
Stop crying like a little girl.
I wasn't crying
like a little girl.
Why don't you try getting jacked off under
the table in front
of the whole damn family and have
some real problems? Jackass.
What were they like, anyway?
They look pretty good. Are they real?
Are they built for speed or for comfort?
What you do with 'em? Motorboat?
You play the motorboat?
Ppppt!
You motorboatin' son of a b*tch.
You old sailor, you!
Where is she?
She still in the house?
What is
wrong with you?
What do you mean what's wrong with...
what's wrong with you?
- No, what's wrong with you?
- No, what's wrong with you?
- You're projecting.
- Drop it.
You drop it!
You stop projecting on me.
Why don't you go enjoy yourself while
I go ice my balls and spit up blood?
- Drop it!
- "Team player."
Hey! Good thing
I didn't hold my breath.
Yeah, I'm sorry,
I just, uh...
Sorry I'm late, I just...
You okay?
No no, I'm fine, I just...
I just got, uh, held up.
Hmm. My family's
a little strange.
A little strange?
Come on. Claire.
Your family...
are totally nuts.
- And guess what?
- What?
- I love it.
- You do?
- Yeah, it seems great.
- Really?
- Yes!
- I get a little self-conscious.
It's a family!
You're mixing it up.
You got the sweet little
grandma who's really sweet
with her, like, little, like,
white hair, but then she's kinda mean.
But you're like,
"Well, f*** it, she's so old,
and she's not
gonna change now."
- Oh.
- Sh*t, it was great!
I just hope I didn't embarrass myself
with that stupid joke I told.
Are you kidding?
That was so funny!
- No, really? Really?
- Yeah! Yeah, you're like that
crazy guest who thinks he's part
of the family already, it's great.
Doesn't sound that great.
That sounds horrible.
- No, it's cute.
- The crazy guest who thinks he's
like a part of the family who's gonna say
inappropriate stuff? What is that?
- Yeah. You know, you break the ice.
- Yeah.
It can be so stuffy sometimes in there.
Claire?
- Yeah?
- There you are.
Have you checked on Sack?
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
Okay. Yeah.
No, I'll be right in.
Um, I should...
Yeah, sure, okay.
Yeah, we'll take a walk some other time.
- Claire.
- Mm-hmm?
I'Il... I'll talk to you later.
Okay.
Oh no.
Are you okay?
Well, Claire, um...
my head's buried
in a toilet.
What do you think?
Why don't you do the math, okay?
Honey, it's okay to be vulnerable
sometimes. It's just me.
Yeah, you can just cut that psychobabble
bullshit that your mom tells you, okay?
- Right.
- Hey, you wanna help me out?
Do ya? Do ya, kid?
Why don't you go get me a 7-Up, okay?
All right,
'cause I think I'm...
I think I might
get vulnerable again.
What the f... f***
is going on?
Shh, shh, shh!
You'll wake my dad.
Baby, I started thinking
about what you said before
and I think the problem is I am not
being adventurous enough for you!
Gloria, I am pretty sure that is not
what I've been saying to you.
Shh!
Baby...
I'm gonna make all
your fantasies come true.
But the... my fant...
I love you.
Till I drive you away
I know
what you'll say
You say oh
Someone you know
But I promise you this
I'll always
look out for you
Yeah, that's
what I'll do
I say oh
Oh-oh
I say oh
Oh-oh-oh
I saw sparks
Yeah, I saw sparks
I saw sparks
Yeah, I saw sparks
I saw them
La la la.
Gloria,
go to sleep, honey.
It's not Gloria.
Jesus Christ!
We had a moment at
the dinner table, didn't we?
No. No, we did not have
Yes! We had a moment.
I was right there. Todd, I would have
noticed if there was a moment.
- There was no moment.
- I made you a painting.
What?
I call the painting
"Celebration."
It's sexual and violent.
No.
Where's that coming from?
You hear that?
- Hide! You gotta hide! Yes.
- No. They need to know about us.
- It's okay.
- No no no no. Hide hide hide!
Please please please.
You gotta hide, you gotta hide!
Not there. Not there!
I'm not comfortable...
I'm not comfortable with that!
- Let's play tummy sticks!
- What's tummy sticks?
I don't want to play tummy sticks!
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