STU: Hey. - Hey. Hey, thanks for helping out last night. That was so awesome. Sure.
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- Hello? - Alan. Hey.
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All right, here we go.
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- You sure? I mean, you love this car. - Doug, it's just a car. Just make sure to put some Armor All on the tires so the sand doesn't seep in. Absolutely. That's easy. Oh, and, uh, don't let Alan drive, because there's something wrong with him. DOUG: Understood. Oh, and Phil either. I don't like him. I will be the only one driving this car. I promise. Good. Remember, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
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Ruphylin. Roofies. Commonly known as the date-rape drug. What, so, what are you saying, I was raped last night?
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MAN: It's all there. - Let him go.
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- Hey, guys, he's not in there. - Did you check all the rooms? Yeah, I looked everywhere. Plus, his mattress is gone. He probably went to the pool to get something to eat. I'll just call his cell.
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I can't believe I gave my grandmother's Holocaust ring to someone I just met. - What was I thinking? - You were really fucked up. Clearly.
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I love you so much.
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- Anything? TRACY: I tried them all. It keeps going straight to voicemail. Well, there has to be an explanation. Sweetie, it's Vegas. You lose track of time in casinos. There's no windows, there's no clocks. He's probably on a heater. And you never walk away from the table when you're on a heater. You do if you're getting married. [CELL PHONE RINGS] - Hello? - Ahem, Tracy, it's Phil. Phil, where the hell are you guys? [OVER PHONE] I'm freaking out. Yeah, listen. Uh... We fucked up. - What are you talking about? - The bachelor party, the whole night. It... Things got out of control, uh... ...and we lost Doug. - What? - We can't find Doug. What are you saying, Phil? We're getting married in five hours. Yeah. That's not gonna happen.
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Stu, relax. Phil, Melissa is like a forensic accountant, okay? She scours my statements. If you want nuts... ...put your own credit card down. - Watch this.
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- Ha. I knew it. - Dad. Oh, stop it, I'm just jerking around. Alan, put some pants on. You have weird legs. Yes, Daddy. - His legs look fine, Dad. - Oh, please. He has his mother's legs. It's just freaky.