I even managed to fuck that up, though. I'm so sorry. - I'm so sorry, Max. (SIGHS) - (SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE) I think we're gonna be okay, though. I got a feeling. You want us to kill them all?
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Wait, wait. Um... You don't have to do this. I have kids at home. Not with that ass you don't. Oh. Well... Thank you. You're welcome. (BOTH GRUNTING) - (ENGINE POWERS UP) - Shit!
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So, you don't wanna have a baby, so we can do more shit like that?
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You still read the newspaper? That's what you got from that? How are we gonna get into this place?
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(EXHALES)
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I thought you said something. - No. - Nope, not us. Okay.
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(SOFTLY) Turn off your car! (SHOUTS) What's that?
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(CLATTERING IN DISTANCE)
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(GASPS) Jesus Christ! What's with that knife? It's for the cheese. Okay, all right. Just, you know, really aggressive way to carry a knife. Oh no, I've got one. Never have I ever connected my work computer to the projector in the conference room when it was open on a WebMD page for chlamydia symptoms. - RYAN: That's not cool! - SARAH: Drink! Just for the record, I did not have chlamydia. It was pubic dermatitis. You get it from not washing your crotch. - Okay. - MAX: Good for you. I... I like her. Listen, you're not supposed to single people out in this game. It's supposed to be generic things, like, "Never have I ever slept with a celebrity." Oh, I didn't know. Okay. BROOKS: Whoops. - SARAH: Mmm? - Ooh. (KEVIN CHUCKLES) What? You slept with a celebrity? No, I was taking a drink separate from the game. - That was bad timing. - MAX: Mmm. MICHELLE: I see how you would think, but it's not. Well, then why are you breathing like you just got off the elliptical? I'm not. I'm... (SCOFFS) Come on, babe. Whose turn is it? Uh, it's Max. Max, it's your turn. Huh? I'm not playing a drinking game. Who was it? What's the deal with that? (WHISPERS) They've been together since middle school. MICHELLE: Uh, it's somebody else's turn. - Oh. Oh! - Yeah! How could you possibly have had sex with a celebrity when we've only had sex with each other? Please, can you not make this one of your things right now? How is this one of my things? Yeah, Brooks, this is why we don't play drinking games. (POUNDING ON DOOR)
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Are you being sarcastic? No, I mean, I love your house. It reminds me of Mom and Dad's. Makes me think of simpler times. Simpler? So how long are you in town for? You know, I'm not sure. It depends on how many clients the firm's gonna be having me schmooze while I'm here. (BOTH LAUGHING) But hopefully for a while. I don't get to see you guys, and I...