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- Did he get it right? - Huh. I do not know. I realized I've never had one of these, but that is a tasty drink. It's kind of tart. You wanna try it? Oh! Honey! Honey! There's Brooks! Brooks is here. Brooks is here. We're about to win this thing! - Yes, yes! - Look who came in here. Oh! No! I think he made us. So what? It's over. What, are they gonna try to stop us? - Let's go. - Yeah, probably. But that's why I brought this. Jesus Christ, honey! Where did you get a gun? No, no, that's the fake gun from Brooks' fight. Oh, yeah. Boy, that looks real. - Yeah, well, you know... - Look at that. Brooks never spares any expense. - Yeah, that's true. - Okay. Follow my lead, huh? - Why, what are you doing? - Lead? Any of you fucking pricks move, and I'll execute every motherfucking last one of you! Very nice, honey. Pulp Fiction, anybody? Right? It's a classic. We love films. Okay, what the fuck is this shit? Well, you're gonna hand over the keys 'cause we're gonna take my brother. - Bullshit. - Oh, you know what's bullshit is your bald, ugly face. Uh-uh. No, that's personal. Come on, honey, let's just keep it fun. All right, I'm sorry I called you bald, you little bitch! MAX: Well, that's, again, you know... - Let the gun do the talking. - Okay. - Come on. - Ah! On your knees. Hands in the air. Heads on the ground. - Good. Good. Great. - Eyes closed. That's it. Get 'em up, reach for it. - Hands up! That's right. - MAX: There we go. - All right, hands in the air! - Get 'em up! - Yep. - Yo, where's my head go? - Down. - On the floor. Just rest it. How am I supposed to put my hands in the air - with my head on the ground? - Fucking exactly. I did have the same question. (SIGHS) Child's pose? Do you guys know child's pose? Fuck is a child's pose, man? ANNIE: You've never done yoga? - Okay, wow. (SCOFFS) - No? - Cover me. - Show 'em, baby. - All right. Arms out. - Here she comes. Knees apart if you have back problems. And if you're doing it right, you're really gonna feel that lumbar opening up back there. MAX: Let's put your head down. Come on. I don't wanna have to use this. Okay? (CHUCKLES) - (GRUNTS) - Okay. Can't you just tell me who it was? I know you, Kev. If I tell you, you'll just obsess about it even more. Okay, fine. How about this? If I guess it right, you tell me. Fine. Was it an actor? Yes. That tower is unstable. I'm not stable! Was he over 40? Yes. Be careful. Okay. American? Yes.
Game Night
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(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS) Oh, it's horrible in here. Yeah, it's sticky. Shoes are shot. Ooh. There he is, there he is. Don't let him see you. Come on. Sit down right here. Bartender, sir, can I ask you a question? Um... You, um... You didn't happen to see a fellow brought in here, looks a little bit like me, but he's got a little bit of a sharper chin and higher cheekbones? So, a better-looking guy? No, well, I wouldn't call it that. I didn't see nothing.
Game Night
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- (SARAH SIGHS) - Nice! - Thank you! - Cool. Oh! So you're just gonna keep it. I gotcha. (GROANS) Stay back! Hey, buddy, can you just give us the answer to the second riddle 'cause we're way behind. Don't you get it? That was not supposed to happen. (LOUD BANG) Oh, what now? You guys already did the breaking-in thing. Shut up! And get on the floor, all of you! Whoa! Ron, you okay? No, Nathan, I'm not okay. Two guys came in here and attacked me. - Oh, my God. - I know! And I quit Disney Cruises for this bullshit. RYAN: "Look in your jacket pocket." We can check, but that doesn't make any sense. I'm not wearing a jacket. Maybe it means a, like a book jacket. Why would a book have a jacket? (PHONE RINGING)
Game Night