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You can tell a man by his friends.
Ed... you're kinky!
The phone made me do it!
You've been having strange sex...!
No, Brett, I...
It's all right... So have I.
Oops!
All right, who serves?
Rick, hit the ball easier, son. You don't have to kill it.
Can't I just maim it a little?
Well, I have to admit my game's a little rusty, but I love polo. It's unrelenting, a constant challenge to the senses. Really a beautiful experience.
Rick, I want to cut through the b.s.
I'd love that.
Good. I think you're an asshole. No, let me correct that, an immature asshole. Which is fine, except you're marrying my daughter and I'm afraid my grandchildren are going to be little assholes.
Mr. Thomerson, I...
Let me finish. Debbie's an adult. She can do what she wants. But if you want your marriage to last, you're going to have to change some things about yourself. If I may make some suggestions...
Feel free.
First, you're a slob. You have to dress for success. Second, your outlook on life...
Welcome, welcome, one and all.
Rick!
Oh, no!
The end.
No sob story is going to change my mind.
Ebbie. Ger... umph... lable...
Of course, sir. That explains it. Leather is a very good source of vitamin E.
Are any of those right?
This is the Park View Hotel. I'm the Hotel Manager. Are you looking for someone?
Yes, you. We're looking for our room... 1002.
It's on the tenth floor.
What do you know, they moved it. Catch you later.
Keep your voices down. This is a respectable establishment. We don't go for any funny business here. Just then a GUY with a Moosehead Beer hat and TWO GUYS in a moose costume pass him and enter the elevator with the boys.
I see what you mean... You're a beautiful guy. And you're doing a damn good job.
You're all under arrest. Open up!
Your attention, please. May I be the first to say, It's a raid!
You want to share it?
Naw, two on a Quaalude... bad luck.
Right.
My marriage is the worst. All crap. A big pile of shit.
Maybe your marriage should lay off grains for a while.
She hates me. It's over. You'll see, as soon as you get married, everything changes. You sure you want to go through with it, man?
What do you mean, it changes?
Guys, I think I'd rather stay here.
C'mon, Larry. Be good for you.
I just want to be alone.
All right. Now, there's milk and cookies in the refrigerator. Go to bed right after "Falcon Crest."
Lar... sometimes when people are mad they say things they don't mean.
No, she hates me... I want to end everything here... now.
You okay?
Yeah, I guess so.
Really?
Yeah. I see you're right. C'mon, let's party.
What the hell are you doing?
I'm trying to slash my wrists.
You're trying to kill yourself with an electric razor?
I couldn't find any razor blades.
Well, this is terrific. Now you're gonna have wrists that are smooth and kissable. Just go out there. Forget about everything and laugh it up.
Ha, ha, ha.
No, have fun first. Then laugh. Now, forget about marriage for a while. Go party.
Hi, guys. We brought back a friend.
It's Bullwinkle.
It's my fault. He's dead because... I left those drugs...
It's really not all your fault. I was talking to Mike earlier and he had a lot of problems. Personal things, you know. Made some bad investments. At least now he's peaceful...
So, Larry, how have you been?
Just in love with everybody. It's really a beautiful planet. I love you, Rick. I love you guys. I love everybody.
I hate her. I hate her guts, the bitch.
Larry, you and your wife got problems?
I don't want to talk about it. I love you guys. I love my friends.
Is that all the coke in the place?
That's it.
Good.
What can I be doing for you?
You're a pimp?
I'm telling you I am, Joe.
I want women.
That I got. Very good women. They sit on your face, anything you want.
I'll take some.
Big problem now. Soon they go to customers.
I need them for a bachelor party at the Park View Hotel.
You are being in luck. Customers in same hotel. I let you have them at cutrate price for 45 minutes.
Sold. 45 minutes. No problem.
Not one minute longer or Milt will come for you.
Milt?
Screw you... Screw that... Don't jerk me around. You promised me 1500 seats for the Police Concert... 1500, not fifteen!... Screw that... Screw you Screw Sting. Hi, guys.
Gary, you're quite an animal.
Screw you...
Let's go.
Isn't he incredible, gets along with everybody.
Okay... We're all here. Rick, what's the big announcement?
All right, gentlemen, I'm not gonna sugarcoat this thing. I've known you guys since grade school, so I'm gonna give it to you straight from the hip... right from the shoulder... without beating around the bush... Nothing fancy, just the plain, hard facts... tell it like it is.
Wait a minute. You been living with Debbie! Why do you want to get married?
Because I love her. What can I tell you?
Sounds swell... I'm really touched. And my getting married's not gonna change a thing between me and my pals. We're still gonna go bowling on Tuesdays, play cards on Fridays and wear women's clothes on Sunday night. I love you guys... I always will.
Let's have a toast.
Give the guy air. Everyone to a neutral corner.
What's going on?
It's true.
This place should have been wall to wall tits by now.
Guy paints a beautiful picture.
I'm going to see what the hell happened.
Looks like the only one who got screwed here was you.

You can tell a man by his friends.

Ed... you're kinky!

The phone made me do it!

You've been having strange sex...!

No, Brett, I...

It's all right... So have I.

Oops!

All right, who serves?

Rick, hit the ball easier, son. You don't have to kill it.

Can't I just maim it a little?

Well, I have to admit my game's a little rusty, but I love polo. It's unrelenting, a constant challenge to the senses. Really a beautiful experience.

Rick, I want to cut through the b.s.

I'd love that.

Good. I think you're an asshole. No, let me correct that, an immature asshole. Which is fine, except you're marrying my daughter and I'm afraid my grandchildren are going to be little assholes.

Mr. Thomerson, I...

Let me finish. Debbie's an adult. She can do what she wants. But if you want your marriage to last, you're going to have to change some things about yourself. If I may make some suggestions...

Feel free.

First, you're a slob. You have to dress for success. Second, your outlook on life...

Welcome, welcome, one and all.

Rick!

Oh, no!

The end.

No sob story is going to change my mind.

Ebbie. Ger... umph... lable...

Of course, sir. That explains it. Leather is a very good source of vitamin E.

Are any of those right?

This is the Park View Hotel. I'm the Hotel Manager. Are you looking for someone?

Yes, you. We're looking for our room... 1002.

It's on the tenth floor.

What do you know, they moved it. Catch you later.

Keep your voices down. This is a respectable establishment. We don't go for any funny business here. Just then a GUY with a Moosehead Beer hat and TWO GUYS in a moose costume pass him and enter the elevator with the boys.

I see what you mean... You're a beautiful guy. And you're doing a damn good job.

You're all under arrest. Open up!

Your attention, please. May I be the first to say, It's a raid!

You want to share it?

Naw, two on a Quaalude... bad luck.

Right.

My marriage is the worst. All crap. A big pile of shit.

Maybe your marriage should lay off grains for a while.

She hates me. It's over. You'll see, as soon as you get married, everything changes. You sure you want to go through with it, man?

What do you mean, it changes?

Guys, I think I'd rather stay here.

C'mon, Larry. Be good for you.

I just want to be alone.

All right. Now, there's milk and cookies in the refrigerator. Go to bed right after "Falcon Crest."

Lar... sometimes when people are mad they say things they don't mean.

No, she hates me... I want to end everything here... now.

You okay?

Yeah, I guess so.

Really?

Yeah. I see you're right. C'mon, let's party.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm trying to slash my wrists.

You're trying to kill yourself with an electric razor?

I couldn't find any razor blades.

Well, this is terrific. Now you're gonna have wrists that are smooth and kissable. Just go out there. Forget about everything and laugh it up.

Ha, ha, ha.

No, have fun first. Then laugh. Now, forget about marriage for a while. Go party.

Hi, guys. We brought back a friend.

It's Bullwinkle.

It's my fault. He's dead because... I left those drugs...

It's really not all your fault. I was talking to Mike earlier and he had a lot of problems. Personal things, you know. Made some bad investments. At least now he's peaceful...

So, Larry, how have you been?

Just in love with everybody. It's really a beautiful planet. I love you, Rick. I love you guys. I love everybody.

I hate her. I hate her guts, the bitch.

Larry, you and your wife got problems?

I don't want to talk about it. I love you guys. I love my friends.

Is that all the coke in the place?

That's it.

Good.

What can I be doing for you?

You're a pimp?

I'm telling you I am, Joe.

I want women.

That I got. Very good women. They sit on your face, anything you want.

I'll take some.

Big problem now. Soon they go to customers.

I need them for a bachelor party at the Park View Hotel.

You are being in luck. Customers in same hotel. I let you have them at cutrate price for 45 minutes.

Sold. 45 minutes. No problem.

Not one minute longer or Milt will come for you.

Milt?

Screw you... Screw that... Don't jerk me around. You promised me 1500 seats for the Police Concert... 1500, not fifteen!... Screw that... Screw you Screw Sting. Hi, guys.

Gary, you're quite an animal.

Screw you...

Let's go.

Isn't he incredible, gets along with everybody.

Okay... We're all here. Rick, what's the big announcement?

All right, gentlemen, I'm not gonna sugarcoat this thing. I've known you guys since grade school, so I'm gonna give it to you straight from the hip... right from the shoulder... without beating around the bush... Nothing fancy, just the plain, hard facts... tell it like it is.

Wait a minute. You been living with Debbie! Why do you want to get married?

Because I love her. What can I tell you?

Sounds swell... I'm really touched. And my getting married's not gonna change a thing between me and my pals. We're still gonna go bowling on Tuesdays, play cards on Fridays and wear women's clothes on Sunday night. I love you guys... I always will.

Let's have a toast.

Give the guy air. Everyone to a neutral corner.

What's going on?

It's true.

This place should have been wall to wall tits by now.

Guy paints a beautiful picture.

I'm going to see what the hell happened.

Looks like the only one who got screwed here was you.