It's not like that. I already told you, Alan. Okay? We're just spending the night in Vegas. It's no big deal. Besides, you're not just my wife's brother, you're my brother now.
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Thanks again for bringing him, by the way. You don't need to thank me, it's nothing. He's a cool guy. It's not nothing and he's not a cool guy... ...so thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
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MAN: To my left a little. Thank you.
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Okey-dokey.
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[GRUNTING]
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- You drugged us? - No, I didn't drug you. I was told it was ecstasy. Well, who told you it was ecstasy? The guy I bought it from at the liquor store. Why would you give us ecstasy? I wanted everybody to have a good time and I knew you guys wouldn't take it. It was just one hit each. I used to do three hits a night.
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Is he all there? Like, mentally? I think so. He's just an odd guy. You know, he's kind of weird. - I mean, should we be worried? - No. - All right. - No.
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STU: I have internal bleeding. Somebody call 911. That was some fucked up shit. Who was that guy? He was so mean.
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PHIL: Fuck! Shit. EDDIE: He shot me! - He shot Eddie! - Fuck this shit! [SQUEALING] [SCREAMS] PHIL: Fuck! Fuck!
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- Maybe... Should I wait outside? - I think that's a good idea, Alan. ALAN: Yeah.
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What was that?
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It's in the trunk.
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[CHATTERING]
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- I fully agree. - Oh.
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Uh, yeah, I do believe that, because she's grossed out by semen.
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- Oh, thank God. - Okay. See, he fine. Now give me money... ...or I shoot him, and I shoot all you motherfuckers. And then we take it. Your choice, bitches.
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I want my purse back, assholes. - What? Your purse? - That's not a purse, it's a satchel. It's a purse. Okay? And you steal from wrong guy. Wait a second, wait a second. We stole from you? Okay, you know what? We don't remember anything that happened last night... ...so help us out a little here. Well, apparently you guys met at a craps table late last night. You were on a heater, and he played your hot streak. - He ended up winning just under 80 grand. - No shit? Eighty grand is nice. Okay, that's good. He put the chips in his purse, and then you guys took off with it. That doesn't sound like us. Mine had $80,000 inside. And this one? Nothing. Hey, there are Skittles in there.
