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I'm ready to make you another deal.
Ooh, be still, my heart.
See that down there? That's my most prized possession. My new Porsche.
Great car.
The best.
I love that car.
I'm very happy for you two.
I'll trade you my Porsche for Debbie. An even swap.
The car for Debbie?
I mean it. The car is yours. Dump Debbie.
Gee, guys, what should I do? The car or Debbie?
Low mileage... Handles like a dream.
So does Debbie.
Shit, shit, shit, shit. My car's gone!
Maybe it had something to do.
Shit!
Rick... Debbie is mine. She'll always be.
Cole, when was the last time you had a lobotomy?
You've had it. I'm gonna get you.
Cole, what the hell are you doing?
She's mine!
He and Debbie stand outside the theater, which is a multiplex cinema. Fourteen movie theaters under one roof. Prominent is a sign which reads: "24 HOUR 3D FESTIVAL!" Cole drags Debbie into one of the theaters. The gang runs up to the theaters.
Fan out and look for them.
You sure Gary's got this whole party deal together?
Yeah, man, he's got us a great room at the hotel and lots of chicks.
I hope so. Hundred bucks apiece is a lot of dinero.
What time are we supposed to get to the hotel?
All right!
When do the girls get to the party?
Denmark makes great Nautilus equipment.
I'd like to jerk and press those babies.
Hey, you guys, what's going on?
We're going for a little liquid refreshment.
Great. I'll go with you. Wait a second. Hey, Raul! Move that car, will you?
I've decided not to run for President.
Too bad, man, that blows my chance to be Ambassador to France.
Man, you're losing your audience.
Okay... This is it... I'm getting married.
Yes, gentlemen. Saturday after next, I lose my amateur standing and turn pro.
Hey, man, congratulations!
I'm glad you guys came by... What's the occasion?
Rick's got an important announcement to make.
Yeah. What is it?
What?
You're kidding.
Yeah, man. Let's throw a bachelor party with drugs, booze and broads.
Yeah. Right. All the things that make life worth living.
Where's the women, man? We gotta have women.
Chulo, one thing at a time.
Sex is my one thing. I'm good at it.
I don't get it, but at least Gary's got the real stuff coming up here in a few minutes.
Women!
Debbie... I don't believe it. I'm so excited.
Bobbie, what are you talking about?
O'Neill just tole me. It's sooo great... I don't believe it.
He still thinks I'm going with him. I'm going to break the news to him tomorrow.
He's not gonna be happy. And your parents can't be too thrilled either.
No. As far as they're concerned the only good Rick is a dead Rick. But I don't care... it's my decision.
What do you think's gonna go on at the guys' party?
They'll probably get drunk, and watch dirty movies. But don't worry about the dirty movies.
What do you mean?
I forgot to tell you. Yesterday I found a bunch of pornos in the back seat of O'Neill's car.
You're kidding.
Nah. Everything's cool... I took care of 'em.
That's what we're going to find out...
I feel like I'm spying on Rick.
Deb, we're pretending to be hookers.
Right in here. The big show starts in one minute.
What's happening?
Debbie's marrying Rick.
...Really?
Does Cole know about this?
Really you went with him for two years.
I'm totally blown away. You're getting married. It seems like only yesterday I showed you how to have oral sex.
Deb, I want to throw you a shower.
Look at that guy. What a hunk.
Check out the other guy's buns.
John Steed.
Valentine Peel. I see you've gone back to using your original face.
The last one you'll ever see.
Perish the thought.
You're better than I expected.
I was at Harrow ...
But did they teach you this?
Bangbang ... you're dead.
You wish.
One shot for emergencies.
That's not playing by the rules.
Rules are made to be broken.
If you say so.
I do.
You said ... one shot.
Did I? My mistake.
Aren't you forgetting about something?
You are, and it's behind you.
Come, come. You don't really expect me to fall for
I think she really likes you ... Where's Mrs. Peel?
Ugh ...
Mrs. Peel ?
Ask not for whom the telephone rings ...