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STU: That's it. My life is over. Stu, it's okay. Look, shit happens. Come on. Melissa's not gonna know anything about this. - This never happened. I'll take care of it. - Come on. Put it here. Hey, what's all that? The High Roller package. It's what you ordered. I have coffee mugs. - What? EDDIE: You have baseball caps, huh? And fancy calendars, all with pictures of Stu and Jade. PHIL: Her name's Jade? Yeah, and she's beautiful, man. Clean, very tight. Tits like that. - But that's because she had a baby. PHIL: That explains the baby. - Oh, Carlos. Carlos. - Great. All right. Uh, here's the deal. We made a mistake last night. We need this marriage annulled. You do annulments? Of course I do. It breaks my heart and gonna make me sad... ...but it's no problem. Good price for you. I can't do it with just him, though. I need the chick. I need both parties. Oh, not a problem. That's great. Isn't that great, Stu? Come on, buddy. She probably knows where Doug is. - Awesome. - All right, all right. Okay. Uh...
The Hangover
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WOMAN: Hi, welcome to Caesars. STU: Hello. WOMAN: Checking in? Yeah. We have a reservation under Dr. Price. LISA: Okay, let me look that up for you. Dr. Price? Stu, you're a dentist, okay? Don't try and get fancy. - It's not fancy if it's true. - He's a dentist. Don't get too excited. And if, uh, someone has a heart attack, you should still call 911. We'll be sure to do that. Can I ask you a question? Do you know if the hotel's pager-friendly? - What do you mean? - I'm not getting a sig on my beeper. - I'm not sure. ALAN: Is there a payphone bank? Bunch of payphones? Business. Um, there's a phone in your room. That'll work.
The Hangover
41.8s
That crazy asshole kidnapped me yesterday. Okay, but why? I mean, why you? He thought I was with you guys because we were hanging over at the Bellagio. - What? - We were at the Bellagio? We were shooting craps. You don't remember? No. No, we don't remember. Because some dick drug dealer sold him Ruphylin and told him it was ecstasy. Ruphylin. There you go with that word. Ruphylin. What the hell is a Ruphylin? Wow, you are the world's shittiest drug dealer. Ruphylin, for your information, is the date-rape drug. You sold Alan roofies. Oh, shit. I must have mixed up the bags. My fault, Alan. Damn, Marshall gonna be pissed off at me on that one.
The Hangover
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- Okay, okay. All right, fine, fine. - What do you want? Not so good now. Quid pro quo, douche bag. What? Look, we're very sorry. But this is an easy fix. - Alan, where's his purse? - I don't know. - It's in the hotel room, right? - Yeah, we can get it. We can get you the... We can even write you a check right now. No chance. Cash only. - There's a person in there. CHOW: Boring. [YAWNS] Take nap. Come on. Wait. I'm sorry we're boring you! PHIL: Doug, it's okay. - You kidnapped our friend! Kidnapper! PHIL: Wait. STU: Oh, no. You're not going anywhere.
The Hangover