Hey! Oh, thank God. Listen, Annie. It's all real. Oh, no, I know. Brooks is caught up in something and... Okay, where are you guys? We're all at Brooks's. We need to talk to the cops. No! No, no, no! Do not talk to the cops! What? Why? What's going on? - Are you guys okay? - Yeah, yeah. We're fine, we're fine. I shot Max, but he's fine. What? Look. We will meet you back at our house. Whatever you do, do not tell the cops anything. Brooks's life depends on it.
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Where'd he go? Do we follow him? MAX: It seems like it. - Ryan, you go first. - I'm scared.
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- That's yours. - It's... No. I think you're supposed to kiss it, right? Welcome. Do you guys have a bathroom? There's one just down the hall. You need it? Okay, is it on the right or the left? I don't wanna go in the wrong room. The one with the toilet. - Can't miss it. - Okay. (BOTH LAUGH)
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You pregnant? We did it.
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- Oh, boy. - Dude! - Oh. Wow. - Right? Where'd you find her? A TED Talk? No, at Chipotle. Let me ask you something, Ryan. Aren't you sick of losing game night every week because of the dates you bring? They're not always that bad. (IMITATES VELOCIRAPTOR)
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(ANNIE PANTING)
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"Dennis" isn't a word. Yeah, it is. It's my daddy's name, so... These are the elite, the very best, the... Oh, oh. White people! - What? - Oh, Jesus. Okay, unlike you psychos, I don't give a shit about winning game night. I don't need that validation. But you do need the validation of dating Instagram models? Absolutely. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm not like you, Michelle. We didn't all meet our soulmate when we were 10 years old. Fourteen. - Oh, sorry. - Fourteen. And we didn't get married until we were 19. - See, that's gross. - You know what, Ryan? I hope one day you get to meet a lovely, young lady. So you can love her as much as I love my sweet baby right here. Yes, find her. Look how cute this... - Hey, look at this. - So much love. Let's look at him when we do it. - Hey, everybody. - MICHELLE: Find the love! Grab your drinks. Let's go play, come on. Dude, do you know what rich people are doing on their game nights these days? MAX: What's that? - Fight clubs. - What? I just read about 'em. They pay poor people to fight each other, and then they bet on the winner. - No, that's not a real thing. - Yes, it is! If you can have anything you want in this world, you have to raise the stakes or life gets boring. The Kennedys used to have fight clubs at their compound. Honey, listen, you gotta stop reading BuzzFeed every second of the damn day. How about some Charades? Should we start with Charades? - RYAN: Let's go! - MICHELLE: Yeah! It's been a while, huh? Do you wanna wait for Brooks? I don't think we need to. No, he's late. Wait, hold up. - Brooks is in town? - MAX: Yeah. I thought he was working in Europe. He was, yeah. He's apparently back for some business. Haven't seen him yet. - But we can get started. - Yeah! MAX: Who wants to start? Who are you guys talking about? Max's brother. He's this super successful venture capitalist. KEVIN: Yeah, he was the first to invest in Panera Bread, you know? The Fuji Apple Salad was his idea. - A lot of investors. - KEVIN: Yeah. He's like the Mark Wahlberg to Max's Donnie. Well... Which is a huge compliment because Donnie was fucking great in The Sixth Sense, wasn't he? He was. Was he in The Sixth Sense? He sure is, yeah. You know who is not in The Sixth Sense? Mark Wahlberg. Mark would never take a role that small.
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ANNIE: Can we help you? I'm okay. Hey! Of course. Ryan, why are you coming in through the window? You said sneak in so RoboCop wouldn't see us. I meant sneak in through the door. Well, you were super vague. - I wasn't vague at all. - Wine? I know I didn't say, "Break the succulents." RYAN: Hey. I'm not dressed for this nonsense. This is ridiculous. It's like Night of the Living Dead in here. Yeah, you are asking a lot from us, Max. MAX: I didn't say to come through the window. This is Max. We used to work together. His wife, Annie. Michelle, and that guy's Kevin. - What's up, buddy? - The door's right there. Guys, this is Madison. Yeah, you brought her last week. You work at Forever 21, right? - MAX: No, no. - I work at Sephora. - I'm confused. - Different girl. Same look, same voice. Nice to meet you. - You, too. - (MADISON AND MAX CHUCKLE)
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Is that right, Madison? Man, I haven't seen him since the wedding. - Remember that speech he gave? - Yes. And then he paid for that whole fireworks display! - Oh, my gosh! The fireworks! - Little over the top. Let's get started. I'm gonna start us off. Yes, let's start! - We gotta pick teams first. - (CHEERING) - ANNIE: Movie? - MICHELLE: It's a movie. Okay. - RYAN: Dude, we have no teams. - (CAR HONKING) - KEVIN: You just give up? - Better not be Brooks. (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO)
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Heather, seriously. How many photos of you with the dog filter do you need?
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You didn't tell him to park up the street? I did, yeah, like, three times.
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(TIRES SCREECHING)
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(CLATTERING)
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(ANNIE SHRIEKS)
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Hi! Hi.
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- ANNIE: Lot of pressure here. - MAX: Yeah. ANNIE: You miss, you lose it all. MAX: Stay outta my head. And you know you have a distinct advantage with the smaller hands, right? Your goal posts are not as big. Well, I guess you should've married Uma Thurman. Yeah, that would've been great. There's a snap, - here's the hold. - (CELL PHONE CHIMES) - Ooh! - And a text. That was interference. ANNIE: Sorry, honey. I know how much that meant to you. - Come on. - Dr. Chin is ready for you. Uh, great. I think we've determined why you've been having trouble conceiving. - MAX: Okay. Let's have it. - ANNIE: Okay, great. Oh, what's that look? Is it me? Of course it's me. I'm not loving your semen. - Oh? - Your count is excellent, but your motility is well below normal. - That's too bad. - What would cause that? It can be genetic, environmental factors. Nine times out of 10, though, it's psychological. Have you been feeling anxious or stressed? No, I don't think so. Not really. (HIGH-PITCHED) Uh... He's always a little stressed. You don't have to write... I'm not... Honey, she's writing it down. Well, Max is very competitive. As am I. We sure are. One of the reasons I fell in love with him. Maybe that makes him a little more prone to stress than normal people. "Normal people"? How long has this been going on, Max? It's not going on. Oh, well, you did say even when you were a kid, you would freak out if you lost at anything. Oh, I was a kid. Especially if you lost to your brother. Hmm. Hey, is that what this is? No. You have been so uptight since you found out that Brooks is coming to town. I don't think that's true. - Could that be a factor in all this? - Let's be fair. Sibling rivalry can be very powerful. Cain and Abel, the Baldwins. - The what? - The brothers. I'm not sure why we're discussing this. She's not a therapist. You're not a therapist, right? With all respect. - No, but I am a doctor. - Sure. And I believe in treating the whole patient. So, what is it about your brother that makes you feel emasculated? Are we gonna do this? We're right next to the room where I masturbated. I think he has it in his head that Brooks is cooler and more successful and hotter than he is. I never said "hotter." He's charming. That's interesting. And is he single? MAX: What's that? I don't know if I mentioned it, but Keith and I are on a trial separation. - Oh. - Keith? Uh, Keith. So, do you think your brother would wanna grab a cup of coffee with me? (SIGHS) Gosh, I don't know. Well, it doesn't hurt to ask. Hurts a little. (SCOFFS) Now, is he a tall fella? 'Cause I'm only 5'2". We're all done with my semen? He is taller than Max. DR. CHIN: Good. ANNIE: But he did date this ballerina once, and she was just a teeny-tiny little thing.
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You have a good one. Any plans for this evening? MAX: No. Perhaps a game night? We're just gonna stay in, - just the two of us. - Mmm-hmm. - Boring. - Mmm. I see. I do hope you keep me in mind for any future game nights. You bet. I've always enjoyed the camaraderie of good friends competing in games of chance and skill. Yeah. Yeah, well, we'll do that, but tonight it's just the two of us. Three bags of Tostitos Scoops, I notice. There was a special on these tonight. Three for one. Three for one? Yup. How can that be profitable for Frito-Lay?
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If Gary sees the others coming, we're screwed. No, no, honey, it's not gonna be a problem. I was very clear with everyone to park far away and just to sneak in quietly, you know. But now, I mean, you don't think we're being dicks, do you? Should we just still invite the guy? He really seemed like he wanted to play. No, no. Debbie was our friend, and Gary was just the creepy husband that we had to put up with. That's true. He's only gotten worse since the divorce. Yeah, we don't owe him anything, right? Fuck him! (THUDDING)