What are you... What are you doing? Who says the egg isn't in here? Also, I have a really good feeling about Logan. Egg, egg, egg. Wow! This is some bedroom. Does it remind you of your celebrity boyfriend's? Are you still on this? Yes, I'm still on this, Michelle. That's all I can think about. And that's saying a lot, considering we got Eyes Wide Fight Club going on downstairs. Why is this so important to you? Because, Michelle, look, I am losing my mind here. Okay? We were broken up at the time. I got a hand job from Karen Waller, so you had every right to. So, why not just tell me?
Game Night
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What the fuck is that? (MAX LAUGHS) I mean, how cool are we? Right? Very, very cool. We are very cool. You're the cool one. You know, tracking the phone is just a great idea. Still on Route 18, huh? MAX: We're catching up to him. Here we come, Brooksie. Can you imagine the look on his face when we find him so fast? You know, baby, I can feel my sperm already coming back to life. - Perfect. - Yeah. So we'll win your brother's car, and then we'll go make a baby in it. Yeah! We'll make him watch us. - Yeah. - Huh? - I don't wanna do that. - No, me neither. Sorry, don't know why I said that. - I'm not into that. - Not a great idea. Okay. Okay, great. Thank you. All right, I got the name and the address of the games company. - Let's go. - Yes! All we have to do now, figure out what "bloodless bite" means. No, we don't. That's why... - Oh, yeah, no. Yeah, no. - Doesn't matter. Let's go. How you gonna be old and young? - That doesn't make sense. - MICHELLE: I know. Guys, hey, how's it goin'? I just wanted to wish you the best of luck tonight. Bye. (DOOR SLAMS CLOSED) - BOTH: No. - KEVIN: Mmm-mmm. What are... What are you doing? Just being a dick. - (BANGING ON DOOR) - KEVIN: Oh, come on. - SARAH: Don't kick him, Ryan! - He's such a good actor! KEVIN: Ryan!
Game Night
3.7s
Michelle, I'm open! Hit me. Baby.
Game Night
2.2s
Okay, fine.
Game Night
38s
- Hey! - Gary! Goodness. To what do Bastian and I owe the pleasure? Well, we were all just talking, and we realized we haven't had a game night in ages. - Just the seven of us. - So... I thought you were going to your brother's house. I never said that. Come on, Gare Bear. Live a little! It's the weekend! We were just saying how you were always better at games than Debbie was. I'll thank you not to besmirch my ex-wife. That woman is an angel. Oh. Yeah, she was much better at games than you. I will admit I have eagerly awaited a visit such as this.
Game Night
14.8s
Hang on. (ANNIE GASPS) Isn't that one of the actors? MAX: Guess they're not so smart after all, huh? Guess not. We are nailing this! MAX: (WHISPERS) Why are we crouching? ANNIE: (WHISPERS) I don't know. It feels right.
Game Night
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Whoa! Well, I mean, come on. We don't see him in over a year. He shows up in your dream car, insults our house, and then tells an embarrassing story about you, right before your turn just to throw you off your game. Welcome to my whole life. Why are you suddenly so worked up about it? Well, 'cause now he's messing with your balls and literally killing millions of our babies. Well, that's a little dramatic, but, yeah, you know. I mean, that's Brooks. I thought that this was just regular old brother stuff, - but I totally see it now. - Mmm-mmm. He undermines you every chance he gets. Yeah. Yeah. - It's crazy! - Thank you, Annie. I've never won a single game against him. I just... I think we gotta fix this Brooks thing.
Game Night
4.2s
You drive a hard bargain. Okay. Let's take it up a notch.
Game Night
1.3s
All of us.
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
1.2s
Come with me.
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
2.4s
I'm gonna kill you, Nick fucking cage!
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
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Yeah, Nick cage smooches good. You tell 'em! Nick cage smooches good!
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
2.9s
You feel guilty about your relationship to your own daughter.
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
11.4s
Nick, I got a call from your business manager, Kenny. You've been living at the sunset tower for over a year. And so? They love having me there. You owe them $600,000. They sent the bills to Kenny.
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
1.2s
Mr. Cage.
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
2.2s
Shit, come on! Nick, go! Go!
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
48.5s
Oh, my god! Yes! How is he up? Trained actor. All right, man, we in. You know, it didn't feel great betraying Javi like that. Especially, since I'm still not convinced he's your guy. But the strange thing is... I can see myself doing more of this stuff. You know, spy craft. Subterfuge. What have you. I think I might have a real gift for it. Good, 'cause we got another mission for you. No, no, no! Fuck that! It was terrifying. I'm about to leave for the airport after the party, so... Nick, our intel suggests that Javi is holding Maria delgado on the compound right now. On the compound? Yeah. We need you to help us find her. Which means we need you to figure out a way to stay a little longer. Vivian, I can't do this. Yes, you can. We just saw you do it.
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
18.7s
Did you hate my screenplay? It's okay if you did. I just need to know. You wrote a script? I sent it to your agent. He was supposed to give it to you. Well, he didn't. I guess I can understand why he didn't, but where is it? I'll read it right now. Now? Like, right now? Right now. Send it.