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Bobby Flay? Not an actor. This fellow was in front of us at the Sbarro. We were wondering why he wasn't in the first-class lounge. Oh, yes, yes. Who was that? God damn it! Max, there's a whole room of people to help you out here. - Use us. - Good point. He was the Incredible Hulk. BOTH: Eric Bana. - Other one. - MICHELLE: Uh, Mark Ruffalo. - Other one. - KEVIN: Lou Ferrigno. Holy shit! Primal Fear. Richard Gere never played the Incredible Hulk. - Time. - Motherfucking Ed Norton! ALL: Oh! Primal Fear! Oh, my God! RYAN: He was the Hulk. - KEVIN: The Hulk. - RYAN: I forgot that. Max. Zero points. I'd say he blew it, but he won't tell us, will he? (ALL SNICKERING) RYAN: Shit! Did you? I can't believe I didn't get Bob Barker. Hey, guys! What do you say we do this at my house next week? - House? What house? - Ooh. Really? BROOKS: Since I don't know how long I'm gonna be here, I rented a place. It's only a couple miles away. You know, it's up on Broadmoor. Ooh! Swanky neighborhood. It's a very cool house. But it's just me there alone. It'd be great to have you guys come over. Oh, well, it's kind of a tradition to have game nights here. But you know what? Let's let him show off his big house, huh? BROOKS: That's the spirit! Trust me, this will be a game night to remember. - Oh, boy. - Mmm. - Promise? - Good night, everybody. I love you much. Drive safely. - Kisses! - All right. - KEVIN: Take it easy. - ALL: Bye. That little motherfucker.
Game Night
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But I made a mistake because there's this guy, they call him The Bulgarian. He's got his fingers in all these pies around the world. - What kind of pies? - Illegal pies, Max. You know, the kind of pies that have heroin in 'em and guns and sex slaves. You know, all that kind of stuff. But he just wanted me to help him find this Faberge egg. Fuck that! Faberge egg? - Are you kidding me? - No, I'm serious. And I found it! But then there was this other guy, this Marlon Freeman. He's willing to pay twice as much for the same egg. So what? So you screwed over the Bulgarian guy, and those fellows behind us work for him, and they just happen to crash your murder mystery party? I know, right? What are the odds of that? - Oh, too close, too close! - Careful, careful!
Game Night
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- Hey! - Gary! Goodness. To what do Bastian and I owe the pleasure? Well, we were all just talking, and we realized we haven't had a game night in ages. - Just the seven of us. - So... I thought you were going to your brother's house. I never said that. Come on, Gare Bear. Live a little! It's the weekend! We were just saying how you were always better at games than Debbie was. I'll thank you not to besmirch my ex-wife. That woman is an angel. Oh. Yeah, she was much better at games than you. I will admit I have eagerly awaited a visit such as this.
Game Night