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23.2s
I can't believe Becca's bottle broke. - I'm sure it'll be fine. - Yeah. I thought you didn't need it. You were gonna tell her how you feel. Good luck getting Jules drunk enough to have sex with you. - What's wrong with you guys? - Nothing. You two femmes can talk about it next year at your little slumber party. Oh, you told him. - Told me what? - Yeah. You're an idiot, Fogell. - Well, we gotta tell him now. - No, we... Well, he knows something's up.
Superbad
20.7s
- Your legs lifted off the ground. - That is bona fide badass, man. You gotta keep that tape, McLovin. It is badass. - It really is. - Really? Well, don't you guys, like, need it for, like, evidence or...? The only thing that's evidence of is you can take a hit like a champ. Seriously. Take that. Are there any ladies we'd like to show this tape to?
Superbad
46.8s
- Are you okay? - No, man. I should have wore the vest. - Calm down. - What the fuck are you doing? What if I go in and they turn me down, man? Then we're in the same place we're in now. - Who cares? - It's fucking humiliating! Everybody sees them kicking me out. What if they make me put the liquor back? I can't do that. This whole thing is bigger than you, Fogell! So grow a pair of nuts and fucking walk in there and buy the alcohol! What if I don't feel like it anymore, Seth? What? Then I'll fucking kill you, okay? I'll stab you through your fucking heart. No, you can do this, man. Come on. Killing me won't get you alcohol. I'm the one with the fake ID. Then I'll cut your dumb fucking face off... ...throw it over mine and get your ID and buy it my fucking self! Oh, really? You don't have the technology or the steady hands... ...to pull off a procedure like that, so ha! Peace.
Superbad