You, Me and Dupree Page #5
You're right.
What if he had
a girlfriend?
Good idea.
But how is a guy
with no job, no car,
living on somebody's couch
gonna find
any kind of girlfriend?
Our new librarian.
You want to fix Dupree up
with a really nice librarian?
Listen, I know the guy
for 25 years.
I think he's more into
the young, foreign,
non-librarian type.
Well, it wouldn't hurt to ask.
I wouldn't get my hopes up.
I'll do it.
Oh, that's great.
Do you want to know
anything about her?
No. Well, does she have a car?
Yeah. She does.
Good. See if she can swing by
and get me around 8:00.
Or quarter to.
Tonight?
Please.
Okay.
Candy?
Mandy.
Mandy. That's even better.
Librarian.
(MOLLY GIGGLING)
No. No.
I thought you were
really brave.
I mean, I have a whole new
respect for you, Carl.
Well, the rice was okay,
but just for the record,
octopus does not
taste like chicken.
But you ate it.
(FUNKY COLD MEDINA
PLAYING ON STEREO)
What is that?
Funky Cold Medina?
It looks like Dupree
brought his date home.
Honey, what is a tie
doing on our door?
drive around the block
a couple times.
Wait a minute. No way.
Mandy's a Mormon.
She's not the kind of girl...
A Mormon?
...who would get busy
on the first date.
with a Mormon librarian.
Molly, wait!
(SHRIEKING)
Oh, my God.
What?
Let's drive
around the block.
Carl!
That butter dish
was our wedding gift.
Guys, guys! Hold it!
Let me explain.
What was he doing with butter?
Dupree, no need to explain.
It's not what it looks like.
Dupree,
no explanation necessary.
I know.
Go back in the house!
for the best night of my life.
Mol, Mol. Thank you.
What happened in there,
it was so natural.
So beautiful.
Go back inside.
Listen, I've got neighbors.
I know you do.
But listen to me.
I'm in love.
Dupree. Dupree,
I'm not going to do this
with you tonight!
Jesus! Molly,
call the fire department!
Oh, my...
Carl!
Mandy!
(MANDY SCREAMING)
Mandy! Mandy!
MOLLY:
Fire in our house!It's fire!
CARL:
My couch!DUPREE:
Roll!(MACHINE WHIRRING)
God, I loved this couch.
You know,
when I saw you on fire,
my heart stopped.
I had so much adrenaline
pumping through me,
Could have picked up this car
and just hurled it 10 blocks.
Are you gonna do this,
or am I gonna have to?
I'll take care of it.
Tonight, Carl.
Go on, get out of here.
Or I'm not responsible
for what these hands
are gonna do. Go!
Bye.
You okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, just a little
smoke inhalation.
Wow. Unbelievable.
Mandy was
completely unharmed.
Fire chief said that
the butter probably
saved her life.
You talk about a miracle.
You just got to thank
the big man.
It's all you can...
What is wrong with you?
Why did you have to use
so many candles?
I was just trying
to set a mood.
You know how I am, Carl.
Yeah. I do.
Look...
It's about time
you got on the road.
You guys need any help?
No, we're good. Relax.
DUPREE:
Well,I had a lovely stay.
Thank you both
for your generosity.
Sorry about last night,
and no hard feelings.
I hope. At least,
there are none on my part.
Okay. Are you sure
you got a place to go?
Yeah. I got a place to go.
Going to Mandy's.
The librarian?
Don't you think
that's kind of moving
a little quickly, Dupree?
Maybe it is, but so what?
Something special
is happening there.
Hey, take care of this
big mook for me.
Bye. See you guys.
Tosh, listen.
You got the heart
of a damn lion.
I respect you.
You took a beating,
but you took it like a man.
God bless all of you.
DUPREE:
Goodbye!Off to Mandy's!
(HORN HONKING)
Oh, my God! Carl.
Okay!
Sir, are you sure
you're okay?
You see that?
He's gonna be fine.
Here's your bag.
Thank you.
Bye!
Bye.
Carl.
Carl?
We've been staring at this
for over two hours.
Let's go get some dinner.
Or margaritas.
Celebrate our emancipation.
The insurance adjuster
recommended that we
sue Dupree.
For a moose head?
(LAUGHING) Just curious.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
It was the margarita
that did it, wasn't it?
It was the emancipation
that did it.
(SMOOTH OPERATOR
PLAYING ON RADIO)
CARL:
I like this song.Smooth ta-ta-ria
We had some good margaritas
Oh, my God.
What?
Are you kidding me?
What the hell is he doing?
MOLLY:
I thoughthe was going to Mandy's.
Honey, I don't think
he can see us.
Maybe we should
just keep going.
It's pouring rain outside.
Not that bad.
Honey, look at him.
What?
Damn it.
Molly. Molly!
Dupree!
Dupree.
Dupree, what are you doing?
It's pouring rain outside.
I don't know
what I'm doing anymore.
Yeah, well,
what about Mandy?
Don't ask.
Carl, can you get his bike?
Come on. Let's go.
Let's go home.
MOLLY:
Carl, honey, bike.MOLLY:
Carl!I'm coming!
I really appreciate this,
guys.
Trust me, no more open flames.
I've learned my lesson.
All right, well,
it's been a long night.
So, I'm gonna go to bed.
Dupree, try not to go to sleep
with that head wet. Okay?
Good night, Molly.
Dupree. I don't mean
to come down on you,
but you need to start
getting your life together.
We're grown-ups now.
Yeah.
You know what I mean?
I know. I know.
You're right.
And if you're going to
stay here, things are gonna
be different from now on.
No more naked stuff.
Well, it felt natural
to be naked. I...
I don't care!
Okay.
I do not care.
Clean up after yourself,
watch the noise,
try to help out
around the house, please?
It's not too much to ask.
You're right.
Carl? I can be really helpful
when I set my mind to it.
And that's what I'm gonna do.
Oh, and...
Another thing.
Would you mind writing
some thank-you notes for me?
Okay.
Yeah. That'd be great.
Try to get some sleep.
Gut-check time, Dupree.
(GROANING)
"Dear Aunt Kathy.
"Thank you so much
for the wine glasses."
(PANTING)
And this, of course,
is the point of the race
(PHONE RINGING)
where speed will play
a major factor,
where long months of training
certainly pay off:
Hello?
Yeah, Dupree.
I'm gonna need you
to do me a solid.
Yeah, no problem.
What do you got?
I promised Molly
presentation today at 1:00.
But her father just dropped
a big one on me,
so I'm gonna need you
to step in and fill in for me.
Can you do that?
I don't know, Carl.
I don't know
the development business.
might find me in over my head.
No, not the development
business. School, Dupree.
to fill in for me
at Molly's school:
No, no, no. Not this time.
What?
No, no, I'm talking
to Lance Armstrong.
from the pack.
I got him, though.
Will you quit dicking around
and listen to me?
Hey, Molly.
Dupree, what are you doing?
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