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Mmm-hmm. Well, let's not play by his rules. "My bloodless bite, my bloodless, bloodless bite. "Bloodless bite, bloodless bite, bloodless bite." Can you stop chanting "bloodless bite"? - Trying to think. - Yeah. - (CAR ENGINE STARTS) - Oh, shit! Max and Annie must have figured it out. Right. We need to find an advantage. Advantage, advantage, advantage... Brooks' wallet? Oh, you think we should steal all of his shit!
Game Night
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- SARAH: Oh, my God! - (GROANS) Now he's back. KIDNAPPER: Stop fighting, asshole! Help me! This isn't... The Independent Spirit Award goes to... - KIDNAPPER: Let's go! - (MUFFLED SCREAMING) Bye-bye! First one that follows us gets shot! Okay, roger that. You drive safe. KIDNAPPER: Come on, motherfucker! - Bye. - That was amazing. Really good. - That was really good. - Wow. Mmm. No, there's something about this that just doesn't feel right. How could you cheat on me with a celebrity? I didn't cheat on you. It was before we got married when we took that break. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I've been living in the matrix. Agent Henderson, you just gonna keep lying there? KEVIN: Is any of this real? Well, don't kick him! MICHELLE: Stop. He's a regular Daniel Day-Lewis. KEVIN: I thought we both agreed that we wouldn't hook up with anybody else during that break. Yeah, but then you went and got a hand job from Karen Waller. - KEVIN: No, don't do that. - RYAN: Boop! Boop! Boop! Because it was over the pants, all right? It was, and it hurt. It was very dry, and I didn't climax. Just admit it, you guys did more than that. Don't turn this around on me. Do not do that. Don't you Johnnie Cochran me! Damn it, they got the jump on us. - Come on. Come on now! - Shit, Kev! All right. Here's the first clue. Looks like a riddle. "With shiny fangs..." "...my bloodless bite..." "...will bring together what's mostly white." Donald Trump. "Bloodless bite." It's not a vampire. Um... I'll just google it. It's so inconsistent, isn't it? I mean, they stage this super realistic fight. They give us an FBI dossier but with riddles. It's like, let's pick a tone. Let's stick with it. But that's the game. You wanna win this car or not? Yeah, yeah. More than anything, but I feel like Brooks is setting me up. Do you get that feeling, you know? That this is some game where somehow he's gonna humiliate me?
Game Night
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RYAN: My God! - (RYAN SHOUTS) - Come on! Bloody hell! - RYAN: What? - Phew! You guys scared me so bad. What are you doing? What the fuck is that? Oh. Well, I just came from a six-hour murder mystery where I played the corpse. I must have dozed off before I had a chance to clean up. Well, you scared the shit out of us. Really? Thank you. Actually that means a lot 'cause I do my own makeup. What kind of party has a pregnant corpse? No, I'm actually pregnant, this isn't part of it. This is just... BOTH: Oh! - Congrats. - WOMAN: Thank you! (CHUCKLES) RYAN: Um, we want you to give us the final clue to the murder mystery Brooks Davis ordered. Oh, my gosh. But that would ruin the fun. We don't want the fun. We just wanna win. Yeah, I can't do that. (SIGHS)
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