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I've duped you all. MICHELLE: Wha... Hold on a second. Are you telling me that this whole thing was a game? (BOTH GRUNTING) - (SCREAMS) - What? What? - They, they... - SARAH: Shit! I'm sorry. They got up. They got up. When I learned you stopped inviting me to your game nights, I hijacked Brooks' murder mystery party and I staged a kidnapping of my own. You gotta be kidding me. What better way to prove my worth as a game night participant? Well, what about these dudes? Are they actors? Oh, no. They're... They're felons. Felons? I was able to shave some time off of their parole in exchange for this little side project. - We square now? - Thank you, gentlemen. That lady hit me with the car. Hey, what the hell kinda psycho are you? You put us through all this, just for your own amusement? No, no. Just the opposite. For your amusement. Did everyone have fun? - ALL: No! No. - RYAN: Yeah. No. - No fun! I got shot! - By me! I don't see how that's possible. My men were using blanks. Well, that was my gun. It was a real gun. So, this whole thing, the Faberge egg, The Bulgarian. That was you?
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ANNIE: Gary! SARAH: Hello? I need an ambulance. Officer down. - ANNIE: Oh, shit! - MAX: Hang in there, pal. Hang on, hang on, pal. Hang on. You're gonna be all right. We're gonna get you to a hospital. Okay, look at me. Gary, look. You have got a lot to live for, okay? Do I? - MAX: Yeah. Yeah, yeah. - ANNIE: Yeah. I have no wife. - No friends. - MAX: That's not true. No, don't say that. You got us. We're your friends. You've got us. You don't even like spending time with me. Yes, we do. We just... We've been a little selfish, that's all. - Right, right. - I'm sorry about that. - (GROANS) - Oh, God. Oh, God. - (WEAKLY) Bastian. - MAX: Huh? Someone please take care of Bastian. Gary, you are gonna take care of Bastian yourself, okay? Listen. As soon as you get out of the hospital, you're gonna come to every single game night we have.
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Bobby Flay? Not an actor. This fellow was in front of us at the Sbarro. We were wondering why he wasn't in the first-class lounge. Oh, yes, yes. Who was that? God damn it! Max, there's a whole room of people to help you out here. - Use us. - Good point. He was the Incredible Hulk. BOTH: Eric Bana. - Other one. - MICHELLE: Uh, Mark Ruffalo. - Other one. - KEVIN: Lou Ferrigno. Holy shit! Primal Fear. Richard Gere never played the Incredible Hulk. - Time. - Motherfucking Ed Norton! ALL: Oh! Primal Fear! Oh, my God! RYAN: He was the Hulk. - KEVIN: The Hulk. - RYAN: I forgot that. Max. Zero points. I'd say he blew it, but he won't tell us, will he? (ALL SNICKERING) RYAN: Shit! Did you? I can't believe I didn't get Bob Barker. Hey, guys! What do you say we do this at my house next week? - House? What house? - Ooh. Really? BROOKS: Since I don't know how long I'm gonna be here, I rented a place. It's only a couple miles away. You know, it's up on Broadmoor. Ooh! Swanky neighborhood. It's a very cool house. But it's just me there alone. It'd be great to have you guys come over. Oh, well, it's kind of a tradition to have game nights here. But you know what? Let's let him show off his big house, huh? BROOKS: That's the spirit! Trust me, this will be a game night to remember. - Oh, boy. - Mmm. - Promise? - Good night, everybody. I love you much. Drive safely. - Kisses! - All right. - KEVIN: Take it easy. - ALL: Bye. That little motherfucker.
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