Wedding Crashers Page #8
Get in the closet.
It's okay, I was where
you were a year ago.
Get in the f***ing closet right now!
You go get in the closet!
You go get in the closet!
You go get in the closet!
You go get in the closet!
You go get in the closet! Go!
I'll pop out
at the right moment.
No, you will not!
Everything okay in here?
I was just
having a bad dream.
Oh.
I know about bad dreams.
You know, Todd...
screams
at night sometimes.
You know, the doctors
call it night terrors.
I don't know.
Hmm?
Oh. Okay, then.
Sleep well.
There's nothing
terrifying about the night.
Now, listen, if you let me
go to bed and get some sleep
then l... we can
talk tomorrow.
You won't
make time for me.
If I get my sleep
I'll have to... I'Il...
I'll love to make time and talk about,
uh, uh, different things.
Like paintings.
Can't wait for tomorrow
when I got energy
and I can really share some stuff.
Okay.
- Oh, it's gonna be great.
- You sleep.
Mmm. Okay.
That was nice.
That was nice! Please
let me just sleep.
I can't take
this f***in' sh*t anymore!
There he is!
It's the big guy! Get in here.
Wait till you see the spread.
Anything you want.
Yeah, well, get
what you want to go.
The ferry leaves in 25 minutes.
Whoa, what's your problem?
Have some of this stuff.
I didn't get a lot of sleep
last night, John. I'm fried.
- Soft mattress?
- Yeah, that could've been it.
It could have been the soft mattress. Or, it
could've been
the midnight rape... or the nude, gay art
show that took place in my room...
one of those probably added
to the lack of sleep...
Try one of these scones,
you're gonna love 'em.
I'm a little traumatized
to have a scone. Let's move.
Will you slow down for a second?
The whole eyedrop thing backfired.
Okay? It didn't work. She had to
leave me and go attend to him.
Why are you looking
at me like that?
You're falling
for this broad.
No! I just met her.
Exactly.
I'm gonna go.
- You can't go.
- Watch me.
Watch me take this
on down the road.
If you leave, Gloria is gonna freak out
and throw a sh*t fit,
and it's gonna go into crisis lockdown
mode here at the house.
I don't give
a baker's f***!
I just had my own sock duct-taped
into my mouth last night!
- Whoa, what?
- Yeah, the sock
that I wore around all day,
playin' football in,
pouring sweat in,
was shoved into my mouth,
and there was duct tape over it!
Well, let's talk about it.
I'm a good listener.
I'm not in a place to discuss
what happened. Okay?
I felt like Jodie Foster
in "The Accused" last night.
I'm gonna go home,
see Dr. Finkelstein
and I'm gonna tell him...
we got a whole new bag of issues,
we can forget about
Mom for a while. I'm gonna go.
Suit yourself.
Rule #1.
Rule #1:
Never leave- I can't believe how selfish you are.
- I need you.
A friend in need is a pest.
I'll stick it out with you
because you're desperate.
- I need the big guy.
- I'm gonna try to give you
a little bit more time,
because somebody can't close.
- Fair enough.
- But if you want my help,
Stop being a p*ssy.
Number two:
Make a move.
Number three...
you know it.
Could you pop the syrup for me?
Just as a top off?
Here's what's
gonna happen, Tonto.
Kimosabe's gonna have
some flavor,
- I'm gonna choose not to eat with you.
- We're not gonna eat together?
No. I like to recharge
my batteries,
and shut down the engines,
and get myself back to neutral.
When the meal's over with,
I will talk to you.
I don't want to get
into what happened last night,
'cause it's only gonna make me mad.
Let's get through today,
let's keep our eye
on the prize, let's focus,
- and let's close some ass.
- Noted.
Can I tell you something
without you getting angry?
I love you.
Yeah, you, big guy.
I love you too.
Hello.
- Trapster, it's Sack.
- Sackmaster!
- How was the wedding?
- Oh, it was boring, you know,
but the bachelor party,
of course, rocked.
We got Heidi a couple
of those f***ing sluts
from the environmental
group, remember them?
No way!
Did you tap that again?
Once at my place,
then once back in the cab.
Damn! Sluts!
Oh, how's Claire?
what she's doing with her life?
Claire? She's, you know,
whatever, I don't know.
She's saving the world
one maladjusted kid at a time.
But that'll all change
when we're married,
'cause I want a wife.
I don't want a f***ing martyr, right?
I hear that, my friend.
Hey, man, listen,
l-l-l-I got...
do you remember
that private detective we used
to set up that f***ing
Shearson Lehman prick?
The big sleazy, Tommy Gufano.
He's a wop genius.
Yes. I need you to get some dirt
on these two guys
John and Jeremy Ryan.
They're brothers from New Hampshire.
They got some sort of N.P.O. Called
"Holy Shirts & Pants."
- I will check into them.
- Excellent, bro.
- You da man!
- Take it easy.
Where's Sack?
Oh, he's... he's still
not feeling very well.
Well then, we'll sail
without him.
- John my boy.
- Yes?
We're tacking back round.
Do me a favor,
ease the sheets,
swing the jib
starboard.
Okay, let me...
Okay.
One minute.
- Hi. How's it going?
- Hi.
Oh, just swinging the jib
here for your dad.
Starboard. Trying to get it over here
and crease the sheet.
Um, but starboard's
this way.
- Oh, that's right. What am l...
- Yeah.
- What am I thinking?
- I'll help.
- Okay.
- Hang on, hang on.
- Watch the jib boom.
- Oh.
All right, push it.
Push it this way.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, this is better.
- Come on, use some muscle.
- There we go.
All right, that's beautiful.
Done. Done.
You know, I'm used to sailing
down under with the Kiwis,
so everything
is backwards.
Even the toilets...
when you flush them,
the water spins
the opposite way.
Really freaks you out
the first time you see it.
John my boy,
come on up here.
Man "The Woodwind"
for a while.
On my way.
Hey, your dad was telling
me about a great beach near here
that maybe we could
check out
if you have any interest
when we get back.
Yeah.
Great. Okay, it can get
confusing up here.
If you have a problem,
just give me a call.
Thank you.
Ah, sailin'!
What have we got, Captain?
Take the wheel.
Thanks.
Now how would one
get to this Sook's Bend?
Actually, it would be
a really nice bike ride.
Everything's ready
for the quail hunt!
For the quail hunt?
Yeah. It's a... it's
a Cleary family tradition.
to deal me out on this,
- 'cause we were gonna...
- Nonsense, I insist.
John, you gotta go! You're gonna
love it! You're gonna love it!
Sack, honey, um, you're a little bit
sick for hunting.
Oh, no, I'm great!
Honey, I'm great!
Oh, I'm going!
Right? Right?
Okay. You're going.
- So, I guess I'll see you later.
- See you later.
Just take it easy, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
Mr. Environmental
is also a-a hunter.
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