Original subtitles

(dynamic music)

("Foxy Roxy" by Calvin Harris)

♪ I've got a girl, her name is Roxy ♪

♪ You all see her, she's so sexy ♪

♪ She is so fine and she is so foxy ♪

♪ Deep down inside ♪ - One second.

♪ I feel so funny ♪

♪ Without a doubt ♪

♪ They know she loves me ♪ - Hey now, okay.

♪ But everybody want my Foxy ♪

♪ The way she wears her hair and the way she walks ♪

♪ The way she holds my hand and the way she talks ♪

♪ The way she kisses me and thrills me so ♪

♪ I know that I will never, never, ever let her go ♪

- Ow, goddammit.

Oh, are you okay?

- Yeah. - Oh, okay.

I thought I figured this out when I was 15.

Ooh, whoa, okay, um...

♪ Because everybody loves my Foxy ♪

- Oh, oh, shit, oh!

(Allan breathes heavily)

♪ The way she holds my hand and the way she talks ♪

- Ow, oh, ow, ow, ow, ow, cramp, cramp, cramp, cramp, cramp.

♪ I know that I will never, never, ever let her go ♪

- [Allan] All right. ♪ And if the fellows ♪

♪ Get too chummy she tell them strictly that she's my honey ♪

♪ And in their hearts they feel envy ♪

♪ Because everybody loves my Foxy ♪

♪ The way she wears her hair and the way she walks ♪

♪ The way she holds my hand ♪

(mellow instrumental music)

- Thanks, baby.

You gotta help me if I can't remember their names.

- Come on.

If you can remember some of that crap dialogue I gave you,

you can remember their names.

- I'm nervous.

- Well, I'll tell you what, I think they're gonna love you,

but if they don't, well,

I'll never talk to them again.

- You're sweet.

(lips smack)

Baby?

- Kevin?

(Kevin farts)

- Oh, man.

(mellow instrumental music)

Give me a hug, buddy.

- Do I have to?

- Fucking A, you do, it's been 10 years, man!

That's a decade in human years.

Unless you count status updates on Facebook.

- Oh, god, okay, ooh, too close.

Okay.

I've known this joker since he was eight years old.

It seems like his brain hasn't aged at all.

Kevin, my fiance, Jennifer.

- Hi. (Kevin clears throat)

Oh, uh... - Kevin Simpkins.

Awesome to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

- Well, well, well, I thought I heard voices.

- Dr. Mitch.

- In the flabby flesh.

Hi, honey.

- Mitch here, he's one of the top dentists

in all of Bowie, Maryland.

We were roommates three out of the four years of college.

The only one who could stand to

put up with me for that long.

- He's not that bad. (Jennifer laughs)

- Well, it was nice to meet you.

- You, too, I've heard a lot of,

actually I have not heard much about you at all.

We should remedy that.

- You'll meet everyone at dinner.

- Yeah. (lips smack)

Nice to meet you.

- You too. - Bye.

- Oh.

Oh my God, dude!

(mellow instrumental music)

- Okay, that Speedo leaves absolutely

nothing to the imagination.

- You're just jealous.

- I am now.

- Allan, this is my friend Steven.

- Wow, you're Steven too.

How will I tell you guys apart?

Okay, well.

Come here you.

So glad both you guys could come.

(chuckling)

(car honking)

If you'll excuse me.

(bird chirps)

(Allan sighs)

- Oh, that's not good enough?

Jesus Christ.

What are you, a dictator?

I don't know.

Oh, the car's insane.

It's like larger than most apartments I've lived in.

Yes, stop nattering.

Jesus.

(water splashing)

- I so owe you for this.

- For what?

- You know, for coming this weekend,

for putting up with everything, my mishuggina friends.

- I came because you asked me.

Because these were your best friends

in the whole world and it was important to you.

- I know, but you really took one for the team.

- You embarrassed?

- What, no.

No, Steven.

- It's been a while, hasn't it?

- Funny, you know I was thinking about how we first met,

freshman year when I was living

with Ryan in that broom closet of a dorm room.

Like Stonehenge in Spinal Tap.

- Ah, the bunk bed fiasco.

I remember.

Ryan had me charming you into getting bunk beds.

- And I had you convinced you had me charmed.

- I did have you charmed.

I just didn't have you convinced into getting bunk beds.

- Where's Jose?

- Unpacking.

He's very impressed with the house by the way.

- He's just part of my life from a really long time ago.

I mean, I even made out with Gab once sophomore year

when we were both totally wasted.

It's just weird having my new life

and my old life collide.

(sighs) I don't know what I'm saying.

- You know what you need?

You need to relax.

All I care about is these people care deeply about you.

I'm glad because I care about you.

- I know.

Dude, they're all nuts.

- We're all a little crazy.

- Can I get you something to drink?

- No, but I'd love to meet the object

of your current fleeting affections.

By the way, which magazine is she the

centerfold of this month?

- You Googled her, I'm flattered.

And, for your information, she doesn't model anymore.

She's an actress now and a damn good one too.

- I bet, like Pia Zadora.

- You haven't even met her yet, maybe you'll like her.

- I've never liked anyone you've ever dated.

Why start now?

- Laura?

Hey. (chuckles)

(speaking French)

- You speak French?

- And Russian.

I'm quite an admirer of your husband's work.

I hope we can convince him to sell us

one of his paintings before the weekend is over.

- [Jose] For you, I'll be happy to give you one.

- Oh, that's okay, Jose.

We can afford it.

- Perhaps you could even let me paint you.

- I think we should get ready for dinner, darling.

- Yes.

- See you at dinner.

(speaking French)

- What a lovely man.

(insects chirping)

(guests chattering)

- Really?

(Allan clears throat)

(spoon clanging)

- Everyone, everyone.

If you don't mind I'd like to make a toast.

I am delighted beyond words.

I just wanna welcome you all to my wedding weekend

to the most beautiful, charming,

and loving wife one could ask for.

- [Stephen] Aw.

- Jen and I talked about what kinda wedding we wanted

to have and the one thing I knew I didn't want was

to be surrounded by a bunch of phony Hollywood sycophants.

No, I wanted my real friends.

And you, Jose. (guests chuckling)

To share this special day.

There's no one else I could, would, or

care to spend this weekend with.

So thank you all for coming from both near and far

to share this special day with us.

Chin, chin, everyone, thank you.

- (together) Cheers.

- Thanks, guys. (glass clinking)

- I don't know any of you very well,

but it's really nice to have you here

and I hope I get to know you better this weekend.

I love you all.

- I love you all?

Even I don't love them all.

(Gabrielle laughs)

- Apparently some things never change.

(guests cheer)

- Ah, you made it!

- We practically gave up on you!

Come here, bring it in. - Hi!

- So where the hell were you that you

missed Allan's rehearsal dinner?

- Maybe we don't talk to me like we're still married, Kevin.

- I'll talk to you however I wanna

talk to you, Gabrielle. - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey, hey, take a chill pill.

- I'm-- - Gab, okay.

Gab, you must be exhausted.

Can I get you a drink?

- I would love a tequila.

Amazing, thank you, hold the rocks.

- That's my girl.

- Oh my goodness, is this Mrs.?

Oh, I'm starving.

Allan, she's lovely, oh!

So nice to meet you.

Hi, boys.

- [Mitch] Hi, hi, hi.

Oh, Mommy.

- [Gabrielle] Long time.

Who's the stud?

- You are talking about me, right?

- No.

Hi.

- This is my boyfriend, Steven.

- Oh. - Very nice to

meet you, Gabrielle.

- You can call me Gabby.

Stephen, am I the only one who didn't know you were gay?

- Apparently, but I didn't come out

till about three years after college so.

- Really, I didn't know that.

(amorous instrumental music)

- Sorry, I just needed to freshen up.

Hello there, ganglia. (chuckles)

Hey.

(lips smack)

(laughs)

- Mother fucker!

You're just doing this to screw with me now,

aren't you Gabrielle? - Oh, that's right.

Everything's always about you, Kevin.

- Hey, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Look, I didn't everyone here to fight, okay?

I mean, it's a party, right?

I mean.

Gosh, I mean how long has it been since we

were all in the same room together?

- Well, I'm sorry we were late.

We're totally gonna make it up to you.

What time's your shower tomorrow?

- Shower?

- [Gabrielle] You are having a bridal shower, right?

- No.

- Oh, you are now, girl.

- I love showering with chicks.

- Okay, it's girls only, sorry.

Well, the Stevens can come.

- I'm not sure how to take that.

- Well, fine, because let me tell you.

We got a raging bachelor party planned,

and we don't want you all hanging around here anyway.

- We'll do the shower.

- Tonight we're gonna rage!

(mellow instrumental music)

- I didn't mean to interrupt.

- Oh, it's just you.

I told Allan I gave up smoking.

He hates it.

Mostly the smell and the cancer, probably not in that order.

(chuckling)

- Interesting group of people.

Very different than the way I imagined them.

You know, from the way my wife described them.

- They've all known each other for a really long time.

- I don't talk to anyone I went to university with.

Plus they're all spoiled.

You?

- I didn't go to college.

- I see.

You didn't miss anything.

(laughing)

They all act like it was something sacred,

but, you know, in reality it's just four more years

of getting to act like children.

Before you have to go out to the real and cruel world.

I don't think I would be any less successful

if I hadn't gone to university.

- Excuse me?

- Cigarette. - Oh, of course.

- Thanks.

(lighter striking)

♪ You got me running like a reject ♪

- Your ex is hilarious.

- That's a polite word for what he is.

- You know he's just jealous and depressed that he lost you.

You can't really blame him.

You're a keeper.

- Really, you mean that?

- You know that I do.

- Why don't you come over here and show me.

- Don't you ask for anything you can't handle.

(laughing) (water splashing)

(Amber shouts)

- You're a devil.

- How dare you?

How dare you bring me to this?

♪ Special ♪

♪ Baby show me ♪

(laughing)

♪ Special ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

(rock music)

(men chattering)

♪ You say you know me, I don't know why ♪

♪ I can't remember the place sometime ♪

♪ Your face looks familiar, your body is too ♪

♪ Refresh my memory, now say what you do ♪

(Allan clears throat) - Wow this sure is fun, Kevin.

Thanks for the bachelor party.

- Would you rather be at home playing

Trivial Pursuit with the girls?

- Do you know what I hate about kids today?

It used to be 15 minutes of fame, that's it,

that's all you gett.

Now its like 24/7.

You know, Twitter, Snapchat, Blither.

Who's life is so goddamn interesting

you're gonna wanna blog about it all day long?

- Wait, don't you have a blog, Ian?

- It's different, it's because the magazine I

wrote for folded.

- Right, of course.

- You make it sound like things have changed.

We all wanna be important.

Sometimes it works out, like Allan.

But sometimes it doesn't always

work out the way you planned it to.

I mean, Mitch is always talking about how great his kids are

and I'm sure they are, and I love my kid and everything,

but, I don't know, I mean.

I wonder if I hadn't had to be there

to raise him maybe I could have actually

lived the life that I wanted to.

- Like what, play for the Yankees?

I don't think your kid really hurt your

fastball there, Kevie boy.

- I don't know.

I could have joined the service.

Flown jets or been a pastry chef.

- Right, and you probably wouldn't have

gotten your ass kicked too much as a pilot and baked.

- [Ian] Talking on the cellphone at a strip bar.

- I hate those fuckers.

Bogarting our stripper.

- Welcome to Zelda's.

Drinks, boys?

- About time.

- Like these savages would even

know who Zelda Fitgerald was.

Hi. - Who?

- Can I get a banana daquiri please?

- Oh, like hell.

No fufu drinks.

Round of tequila all around, heavy on the tequila.

- Tequila shots all around.

- Hey, listen.

While you're at it if you wouldn't mind

telling your colleague over there.

I'd love to see her before Y3K.

Eh, eh, there you go.

(I an clicks tongue)

(soft whistling)

Show you how to roll gentlemen.

You'll pay me back, right, because I

don't have a lotta money.

You have a lotta money, I have no money.

- Okay.

- Those are B quality boobs, not C.

- [Mitch] Can you believe that?

Look at him blathering away like he's in his dorm room.

- Which teen pop idol was not in the new Micky Mouse Club?

Britney Spears, JC Chasez, Jessica Simpson,

or Justin Timberlake?

- Easy.

- If it's so easy, what's the answer?

- OJ Simpson.

(Stephen chuckles)

- [Steven] Wrong.

- Wrong?

- You said OJ Simpson.

- Oh, come on, really?

Jessica Simpson.

- No, you don't get that point.

You said OJ.

- It was a slip of the tongue!

God, you've turned into an asshole in your old age.

- Fine, I'll give it to you,

but insulting me will get you nowhere next time.

- Is it my turn? - Mm-hmm.

(dice rolling)

(piece tapping)

- Who sang the national anthem at Super Bowl XXV?

- [Jennifer] Um.

Um.

(Laura clears throat)

- Anything?

No?

Don't worry too much.

You were probably still an unfertilized egg

in your mother's womb at the time.

- (whispers) Whitney Houston.

- Whitney.

- It doesn't count.

You know you're not on her team!

- Oh my God, when did you get so competitive?

God, give her a break.

Stephen, who did play in that game?

- Football?

You do know that I'm gay?

- Buffalo Bills versus New York Giants.

Giants rule.

- Who are you?

- When you think about it, nothing really good

happened in the 90s, except for Nirvana.

And we know how that turned out.

- How can you say that?

The Mall of America opened in 1992.

- I was born in the 90s.

(polite groan)

(men cheer softly) (glasses clink)

- Happy wedding, whoa, whoa!

- Okay, that's enough.

- Hey.

- Oh, hi!

You see, it's all about connection.

Like in those old phone commercials.

You ever see those old phone commercials like AT&T?

No, you probably never seen them

because you just had an eyeful.

(laughs)

Reach out and touch someone.

What is your name, dearie?

- Liberty.

- God bless America.

- The thing that we all crave,

the thing that unites us as a human species

is contact, right?

- Oh, no.

- No? - Uh oh.

- The idea that there's someone out there

that we care about and that they care about us.

It doesn't have to be sexual.

It can be emotional.

It can be intellectual.

Lao Chu...

- Lao Tzu.

- Lao Chu.

- Lao Tzu.

- We can agree to disagree.

Lao Chu says being deeply loved by someone

gives you strength while loving

someone deeply gives you courage.

Look at this fucker!

I've known these boys for over 20 years.

- Oh my God, Ian, are you ever going to shut your mouth?

(upbeat disco music)

- [Stephen] Oh my God.

- [Laura] Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Oh my God.

- You know the rules.

- Isn't there a statute of limitations on our agreement?

- No, no exceptions.

Stephen, help. - Don't look at me.

(Gabrielle groans)

- Here that?

- [Gabrielle] No excuses, get up.

(laughing)

♪ We can dance, dancing ♪

♪ Dance, dancing ♪

♪ We can go where we want to ♪

♪ Night is young and so am I ♪

♪ And we can bitch real neat from our hands to our feet ♪

♪ And surprising we will make you cry ♪

♪ I say, you can like if you want to ♪

♪ If you don't know now you will ♪

♪ And you can act real rude and talk to me rude ♪

♪ I can act like I know myself ♪

♪ I say, we can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ Everything's outta control ♪

♪ We can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ We can do it if we want to go ♪

♪ Hey, we can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ Everybody here the commands ♪

♪ We can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ Everybody's taking their chance ♪

♪ A safety dance, a safety dance ♪

♪ It's a safety dance ♪

♪ We can dance if you want to ♪

♪ You can add your life to mine ♪

♪ As long as we have music never gonna lose it ♪

♪ Everything will work out right ♪

♪ I say, we can dance if we want to ♪

♪ We can leave your friends behind ♪

♪ Let your friends go and dance even if they don't dance ♪

♪ Whether your friends or mine ♪

♪ I say, we can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ Everything's outta control ♪

♪ We can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ Girl, you're about to crawl ♪

♪ Hey, we can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ Everybody move your hands ♪

♪ We can dance, we can dance ♪

♪ Everybody's taking a chance ♪

- Even Nietzsche said it's not for lack of love,

but lack of friendships that makes for bad marriages.

- Nietzsche?

Goddammit, if I knew you were gonna talk

to the stripper all night, I would've stayed

at home to play fucking League of Legends.

- You play League of Legends?

- Yeah, before it was even cool.

- It's cool?

- Yeah.

- You know, he even wrote a sequel

to Lord of the Rings in middle school.

It was hot, yeah?

- Shut up, Allan.

- You shut up.

It was called The Ring Still Lives.

Tolkien would be so proud.

You fucking dork.

He looks so wet.

(video game music)

- Still playing?

- Just getting started, brother.

- Are you aware that there is a reality going

on all around you like people sleeping.

- Don't be a spoil sport.

Did you know more people watch the League of Legends

championships than the NBA playoffs?

- Why would you pay to watch other people play video games?

That seems insane to me.

- Not really.

Do you watch basketball?

- Yeah.

- Do you enjoy watching a great player like Lebron or Kobe?

- Yeah.

- Exactly, we love watching people

who are the best at what they do.

- Well, I wouldn't wanna watch a heart transplant.

- That's not my point.

These are the greatest competitors in the world

and what they do is amazing.

- Why don't you watch us play a while.

Maybe you'll understand better.

- No.

I think I'm going to be taking a walk.

I'll leave you two alone.

Nice meeting you, Liberty.

- My real name is not Liberty.

- No kidding, what a shocker.

- It's Julie.

- There we go, Julie.

Until we meet again. - Shit.

- My watch has ended.

(mellow instrumental music)

(cereal crashes in bowl)

Breakfast of champions.

(Gabrielle laughs)

- How was the raging bachelor party?

- Oh, let's just say it's a pleasant surprise

to finally awake.

Twas a hard day's night, ladies.

Kevin with his video games, ugh!

So friggin' pathetic.

What are you two doing up this early?

- Allan came in and started crooning Jenny I Got Your Number

to Jennifer very loudly until he passed out.

After that, there was no going back to sleep.

Walls are very thin.

- It's actually 867-5309, Tommy Tutone.

Where you going for your shower anyway?

- Oh, Steven II recommended Two Bunch Palms.

- [Ian] Oh.

- Yeah, but they were completely booked.

- Oh, that's too bad, it's cool.

It's positively sybaritic, man.

- Yeah.

Anyway, so we are going to some new place.

Venus de Fido.

You can apparently bring your dog.

- Oh, cool. - Yeah.

- I'm a bit of a spa junkie myself, mm-hmm.

Yeah.

I don't suppose I could join you.

- Oh yeah.

No, I meant dogs of the canine variety.

- Ah.

I just thought it's been so long since we saw each other,

might be nice to reconnect, catch up, you know?

I miss you. - Oh, Ian.

I love you, I do.

You do know that there's no chance of a threesome, right?

- So that bit in your book where you

say you don't believe in sexual monogamy

just intellectual monogamy, that doesn't apply right here?

- No, no it doesn't.

But I appreciate you buying my book.

- I actually didn't.

I downloaded a sample chapter on Kindle.

- Mm.

- Limo is waiting.

You ready? - You ready?

- Yeah. - You ready to be pampered?

- Yeah. - Have your beauty day?

- Yeah.

- Okay, babe.

I think we have appointments until about three.

You'll be okay until then?

- Oh, for sure.

If I'm ever under house arrest,

this is where I wanna spend it.

(lips smack)

(playful instrumental music)

- Come on, cutie. - All righty.

- [Gabrielle] Let's go, limo's waiting.

(cheery instrumental music)

(glasses clink)

Spa day!

Thank you.

Ooh, fabulous. - Woo!

- Here you go, my dear. - Thank you.

- [Jennifer] This is so generous

considering the fact that you guys don't even know me.

- [Gabrielle] Oh, cheers!

- [Laura] Cheers.

- [Jennifer] Cheers. (glasses clink)

Oh my God, it's just heavenly, Laura, isn't it?

- Ambrosia.

- I can just feel the tension in my body evaporating.

- What do you have to be tense about?

- That a joke?

- Kind of.

- Can I fell you the truth?

I'm kinda freaking out about making the right decision.

- Why wouldn't you be?

- I don't know.

I haven't known Allan all that long and

it's my first big show and he made everything possible.

- And what about children?

Is that in the big picture?

- Um, I don't think so.

I can't take the time off work and the thought

of what it'll do to my body, I mean, yuck.

Maybe we'll adopt.

No offense.

(dramatic music)

- Does Allan know how you feel about kids?

- We haven't really talked about it.

We probably should have, I guess.

So how come you and Allan never hooked up?

- Us? - Mm-hmm.

- Oh no, no, we've always just been best friends.

Same DNA, not each other's type, I imagine.

So how'd you two meet?

- I was a waitress taking acting classes and

I'll never forget the day Allan walked into my life.

He ordered a petite filet and a baked potato, butter

and chives, no bacon because he's Jewish, I guess.

- I actually think it's 'cause he always

felt bad for Wilbur, but.

- Wilbur, who's Wilbur?

- The pig in Charlotte's Web.

- Oh, I don't think that's what it was.

- Yeah, it kinda was.

So you were his waitress and?

- Uh uh, and he told me I had a great look for television.

- Uh huh. - He asked me

to audition for the show.

I ended up booking the part and it was a big hit

and things just kinda took off from there.

- Voila!

(laughing)

- He never told you any of this?

- No, but we don't talk as much anymore.

You know, geography.

- Well, I thought he was cool.

He made me a TV star and things just sort of happened.

You know, we're at the lake or drag up

some good hooch in the camera truck and...

He's really cool though.

- And that's when you decided to get married.

(laughing)

- Well, it sorta started out with me.

I went to renew my H1 visa. - Ah.

- And it was a dare and then we set a date,

which my astrologist said was a really good number and

here we are.

Are you hot?

- Apparently not as hot as you.

- I can't sit here anymore, it's getting too much for me.

But it's really good for your pores.

(sighs)

(water splashing)

So what about you?

I mean, you've been married forever.

Did you make the right choice?

You're still together after all.

Any pointers?

- You're asking the wrong person for advice.

If I think of anything, I'll let you know.

(water splashing)

(chuckles)

- I didn't know anyone was here.

- Oh my God.

- Don't stop on my account.

- Excuse me.

- You need a hand?

- I thought you were with Gab.

- Oh, totally, but she's broke.

And you're not, right?

- I'm not sure where you're going with this, honey.

- Pay me and I'll let you stick it in.

(Ian laughs)

- Huh, oh.

- Your little friend is going bye bye, so.

I didn't mean to bore you so if you're not interested.

- No, so interested, so interested.

Yeah, I, I.

I just don't think I can because Gab's a pal.

- Oh.

You're almost done showering.

I'd like to take one when you're finished.

- You're going the wrong way, right there.

- I know, I know. - Right there, right there.

- Any chance you'll be done slaying the orcs soon

because love to get some shut-eye.

It's been a very, very odd 24 hours.

- Sorry, dude.

I hope you don't mind we're still using your laptop.

I didn't bring mine.

- [Liberty] Oh my God, we need a gun.

Where is our jump or I swear to God,

I'm gonna start feeding.

I swear to God.

Here we go, here we go.

(upbeat instrumental music)

(Amber laughs)

(Amber laughs)

- Can I help you?

- You're really rich, aren't you?

- What are you doing here, Amber?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You do realize that I am getting married on Sunday, right?

- Well, consider this a wedding present.

- Amber, Amber, please, no, no.

I invited you into my house and you

seem like a lovely girl, but, you know what?

This is so not cool.

- You know you wanna feel me up.

My tits are 100% real.

- Oh.

Did Gab put you up to this because if this is her idea

of prima nocta then clearly she's

seen Braveheart a few too many times.

- No.

I'm just trying to make a little move

so we can travel car wax style.

- Right, well, if she needs money

to go out on the road she's welcome to ask.

- You know you're making me wet.

- No, I'm really not.

Just relax, okay?

Have Gab talk to me.

- How about a threesome?

I bet I could talk her into it.

- No, no, no, no, no!

A no-some, you silly thing.

But if she wants to come and ask me for money

then I am happy to help her with that, okay?

Oh, God.

No, down girl, down girl.

- Thanks, Al.

(playful instrumental music)

- Jesus.

(water bubbles softly)

(gentle instrumental music)

Hey, you.

- Hey, you.

- So, how was the spa?

- Wonderful.

- So remind me, why are you marrying her again?

- Okay, did you not get along?

- We get along just fine, it was a lovely afternoon.

You don't really wanna spend the rest

of your life with her, do you?

- I wanted to spend the rest of my life

with you, but you weren't interested.

- Wow, honesty.

So not used to that.

- Actually, I need to tell someone this

so I'm glad you splashed down into my orbit.

- Is that like dialogue from your show 'cause it's terrible.

- Seriously.

Gab's girlfriend, Amber, she, uh.

She climbed into bed and propositioned me earlier.

- You did have a lot to drink last night, Allan.

It plays with your mind.

- Uh, it wasn't my mind she wanted to play with.

No joke, it happened.

Do I tell Gab or not?

- Well, did the two of you do--

- No.

No.

I mean, even if I wasn't getting married I

wouldn't mess around with Gab's GFF.

(sighs)

I don't know, I think I need to tell her.

If she's fine with it, great, but if not

then she needs to know, right?

- Yeah.

(women moaning) (romantic music)

(door latch clicks)

- [Amber] Hey.

- What the hell are you doing?

- Are you streaming this?

- This does not concern you.

- Really, it doesn't?

This is my house!

- Fine, then we'll leave your house.

Come on, babe.

- [Allan] Hey, hey, hey, hey, where do you

think you're going?

- You've always been such a child,

you just want another toy to play with.

I mean, look at that Barbie doll you're marrying.

I'm not surprised.

I mean, she's just as fake as those dopey shows

that you write.

- You come into Allan's house and you

think this behavior is okay?

You know what your girlfriend was doing this afternoon?

Offering him sex for money.

Yeah, for money.

- I asked Ian too.

- [Allan] You know about this, Gab?

- Sure, yeah.

I mean, we're in control.

It's our choice and our bodies.

She can do whatever she wants with hers.

- Right, which chapter of your book was that?

Chapter Nine, under bullshit?

- I shouldn't have come.

We'll be out of your way.

I'm sorry, this was a mistake.

- I don't even know who you are anymore.

- What makes you think you ever did?

- [Allan] Look, we need to talk about this.

- No, no, we don't.

I'm done talking, Allan.

You're not my father, and if I wanted some

disapproving, condescending asshole telling me how

to live my life I'd go in the other room

and talk to my fucking ex-husband.

- Grow the fuck up, Gabrielle!

- That's not fair, I want you here.

It's not up to me to tell you how to live your life,

but you wanna talk about it alone or something?

Hey, it's me.

And I'm actually getting married.

This might not ever happen again.

- Yeah, fine, we'll stay.

Anything else?

- What you do in the privacy of your own room is up to you,

but I would prefer it if you didn't

livestream sex videos from my home.

- I'm sorry.

I should have said something to you, I guess.

I was just embarrassed.

- You never have to be embarrassed in front of us.

After all, we still remember what

your hair looked like 20 years ago.

Oh, and I have the kodachrome from Photomap to prove it.

- Get out of here before I kill you.

(upbeat pop music)

Oh my God, they saw us. (Amber laughs)

- He always did have a kind of Edie Sedgwick fixation so--

- Don't.

- What is it?

- Gab and I were roommates for two years.

I was closer to her than my own sister

and now I barely recognize that person in there.

I just think that maybe if I hadn't

left I could have helped her.

- You more than anyone.

I mean, you practically lived in the hospital

after she ODed on Quaaludes and cough syrup senior year.

- Don't forget the time I drove to Texas

to get her away from that cult.

I almost got shot, twice.

- Point is, we all choose our own paths.

Gab chose hers.

There's only so much we can do.

- You're so damn smart.

I know her parents were totally nuts,

but why throw everything away?

She worked so hard for that scholarship.

And what'd she do, threw it all away

on bad boyfriends, bad choices.

- I wish I could do something to help.

- You always do.

You always wanna fix things.

But some things, Allan, are unfixable, even with money.

- Like you?

- You're gonna mansplain to me now?

- You see, mansplaining isn't misogyny, Laura.

It's just impatience with waiting

for a woman to answer a question.

We just want you to cut to the chase.

- That's retarded.

- Okay, see, we don't use that word anymore,

or didn't you get the memo?

'Cause we're adults now.

Or that and Indian giver.

- I'd never say Indian giver, it's racist.

More importantly, have you seen my husband?

- Changing the subject.

- No, asking a simple question.

- To be honest, I don't even care where your worse half is.

- What about your fiance?

Don't you care where Miss May is?

- Didn't she come back from the spa with you?

- I don't know.

Last time I saw her we were getting out of the soap room.

I haven't seen her since.

- So where the hell are they?

(romantic instrumental music)

- When I paint a person, I don't only put

on the canvas what I see with my eyes.

I paint the person.

Their deepest soul.

Everything they are.

- Hey, Frank.

Where'd you drop off Jennifer?

Saguaro, Room 341, boss.

Want me to give you a ride?

- So...

Who are you?

Jennifer Love?

- I grew up in South Africa as a little girl.

And when I was eight we moved to--

- That's not, it's not what I want to know.

Who are you really?

Not some biography an overpaid publicist wrote you.

Hasn't anybody asked you this question before?

I mean, even your name is fake.

(suspenseful music)

- Really, Allan?

Does your Aston Martin have an ejector seat?

- No.

But it would be a lot cooler if it did.

- Fine.

(door slams)

Let's go find Pussy Galore.

- Yes, Miss Moneypenny.

(engine revving)

- What do you want to be?

(French accordion music)

- An actress, a star.

It's what I always wanted ever since I

played little orphan Annie in middle school.

- No, what do you want to be?

Tell me.

- [Laura] I don't know why I care so much.

I mean, he's an artist, he's impulsive.

- Bullshit.

- You just don't like him.

- I never liked him.

He wasn't good enough for you.

- No one was good enough for me in your eyes, except you.

- Well, that's true.

But he took you away.

I mean, you moved to France.

We never saw each other anymore.

I can tell you things I couldn't tell anyone.

I can always be myself with you, I miss that.

I missed you.

- So why are you marrying her?

- Tell me.

(stammers) I wanna be loved.

I wanna be loved.

- Good.

Now we are getting somewhere.

- Yeah.

- She's fun.

- And she's beautiful.

- Well, that doesn't hurt either.

- Remember when you were totally exhausted

and studying for a test in school at 2AM?

You'd run out to Store 24 and get a box of cookies

and it'd make you feel better and get you through the night?

- Of course.

- That's Jennifer.

- Well.

I did love those cookies.

- Better.

- Are you gonna paint me now?

- Almost there.

Now stand up.

And take off your clothes.

- I don't think I should, my agency told--

- No, I didn't tell you to think, did I?

You do exactly what I say or you go home now.

Understand?

(romantic music)

- [Allan] Yeah, still don't get it.

- [Laura] What don't you get?

- [Allan] Him.

- I guess it's his passion.

Mostly he feels so strongly about everything.

About the world, about politics,

about his art.

- What about you?

- Nice.

(pencil scratching)

You're very beautiful.

- Not like this.

No makeup, crying like a baby, I'm a mess.

- You're wrong, this is when you're most beautiful.

Vulnerable.

This is when you're real.

You can see it, yes?

- All you need is to love yourself.

You don't need anyone else to.

What's inside is more beautiful than what's outside.

(romantic instrumental music)

(lips smack)

(door slams)

- What do you think we're gonna find?

- I don't know.

(banging) Ow, goddammit!

Okay, I broke my toe, I definitely broke my toe.

(Laura sighs softly)

Geez.

Thanks.

(door creaking)

Nice work.

- Laura, I'm so--

- No.

- Allan!

Stop, please don't go!

This was a mistake.

I love you.

- Why?

- That's what I thought.

(suspenseful instrumental music)

Fuck!

(panting)

- You can go back.

Talk.

It's not too late to work things out.

- It's broken, beyond repair.

And no amount of superglue is ever gonna fix it.

I know that now.

- I'm sorry, didn't know anyone else was in here.

- Come in to my office.

- God, how many rooms does this house have anyway?

- I haven't really seen you this whole trip, Steve-o.

How you been, kiddo?

- I'm good.

I know that's hard to believe.

Sometimes I don't believe it myself.

- Well, that's just peachy.

I'm really happy to hear it.

- Are you drunk?

- Getting their mercifully.

(Steve laughs)

So what do you think of the blushing bride to be?

- She seems nice, very well put together.

- So diplomatic.

- How about I look you in your eyes

and tell you how much I love you?

How much I've always loved you?

And that I want you to leave your husband

and I want us to spend the rest of our lives together.

I've had a long time to think about this.

- 20 minutes? - 20 years actually.

- Take it back.

- I'm not being impulsive

I really mean it. - Stop it.

I don't want you to put me in this position, Allan, so.

- No, listen.

I can do this. - You don't mean it.

- No, I do mean it.

Okay, you know, if this was a movie I were writing

this would be the part where you would

fall into my arms and tell me you love me too.

And fade out.

- Of course I love you, Allan.

I love you.

I'm just not in love with you.

- Ouch.

You know I do, I do love you.

- Stop, Allan, please.

Stop it, Allan! - Listen to me.

- Allan, for once in your life just

shut your goddamn mouth!

Stop! (whimpers)

- Really, I don't know what he's doing with her.

- Those in glass houses.

- Oh yeah, my little one.

Yeah, but she's sweet.

- Sweet, huh?

- Oh yeah, fun, and sometimes

that's all that matters, right?

- I wouldn't know much about that.

I really haven't been much for fun.

- Honey.

So you're gay now.

- As a three dollar bill.

- You know, there was a time when I

thought you and I were gonna end up together.

Who would have thought we'd both be

answering an evite to Dorothy's party?

- Sweetie, you ain't carrying a silk purse.

Not to tell you what you are and you aren't,

but I've known you for a very long time

and whatever this is that you're doing, it's not the same.

(laughs)

- Yeah, I'm so fucked up.

- Not any more than the rest of us.

- Like I said, so diplomatic.

No, I was actually seeing someone seriously for a while.

Someone I liked, a lot.

Yeah, just a kinda guy that makes you

forget how inherently fucked up the world is.

The kinda person you might actually have a future with.

- So what happened?

- You don't wanna know.

- I wouldn't have asked if I didn't wanna know.

- Okay.

We were dating for a few months

and we actually first met in rehab,

which should tell you something but

wherever he went he just had this energy about him

that just lit up the room, like a pure joy.

So we were supposed to go to the

movies one night and he didn't show and

so I called and he didn't answer.

This went on for a few days, he stopped coming to meetings.

He just disappeared like Harry Lime in Vienna.

My friends told me that he was an asshole,

you know, just using me for sex,

which I can understand.

Well, actually, you wouldn't know.

- For God's sakes, Gab, I was gay.

- I'm just saying.

My point is, he never called and I was gutted.

And I hadn't liked anyone like that in a really long time.

So, well, you know what happened with my parents.

So I just threw out everything of his in the apartment.

From his toothbrush to his socks.

And I started leaving really crappy messages on his machine,

like stalker-y soliloquies.

And, needless to say, I was upset.

And then I checked Facebook and there

was a message from John's Mom.

John had died, John was dead.

- Oh my God, overdose?

- No.

That I could understand.

No, 38-years-old and he just collapsed

sitting on a park bench and I don't know if it

was a heart attack or a brain aneurysm.

The worst part is that we never

got to say goodbye to each other.

And I thought I was gonna spend the rest

of my life with him.

I started actually believing all those stupid things I

used to make fun of, and then bam.

Dead, done, over, under, gone.

- Oh, honey.

(crying)

- And we never really knew for sure.

- Didn't your mother tell you it's impolite to stare?

So what do we do now?

- 17 messages.

At least before I lost cell coverage.

(Laura sighs)

(somber instrumental music)

- So what now?

(Allan sighs)

- I switch to Verizon.

You know what now.

We go home.

(Laura sighs)

(laughing)

Clearly this was not meant to be.

(upbeat guitar music)

♪ Everything I ever wanted ♪

♪ I had had like houses haunted ♪

♪ With a hungry ghost ♪

♪ There's a peace that I've forgotten ♪

♪ Tasted sweet but now it's rotten like a broken hope ♪

♪ I feel the sting of the departed ♪

- Uh!

Yes, look.

(Allan chuckles)

You good?

Um.

Oh, I sure hope they're not cooking meth.

Okay.

Just, uh.

I'll knock.

(knocking)

(door creaking)

- Namaste!

- I'm sorry?

- Can I help you?

- You have no idea. (chuckles)

- I hope you're not a park ranger.

Totally didn't get those permits.

- Not a park ranger.

Do I look like a park ranger?

No, our car broke down and we're stranded out here.

- I'm sorry to hear that, man.

It's pretty hot out here today.

- Maybe try a lighter coat.

- Do you guys want some water?

- Thought you'd never ask.

- Come in.

- Thank you so much, we're pretty thirsty.

As you can imagine.

Skinned a tom-tom for that jacket.

Hey, whoa, it's cozy.

- My father was so cold and distant.

All he cared about was his work.

On his deathbed, as he was slipping away at the hospital.

You know what he told me with his last, dying breath?

- I love you?

- No.

It's funny, but, God, no.

Good luck.

Good luck, what the fuck?

He's my fucking dad, and he could never tell me how he felt.

Never cared how I felt.

He could lecture all over the world

about love and passion all day long.

Art, literature, poetry, but he could never feel it.

Or express it himself.

It's no wonder he drove my mother to an early grave.

It's kinda nice being around people who

don't hold anything in for a change.

- You, uh.

You never told me that before.

- I never told anyone that before.

- Well, I'm sorry.

And.

- Yeah?

- I love you.

- Oh, darling, I wasn't fishing for that, not at all.

- I know, I know, I know.

I mean it.

I love you, Steven.

- Speaking of crazy, Allan and Laura.

(Stephen laughs)

He's so got the hots for that chick.

- Oh, trust me, I know.

For 20 years it's been a series of long, cold showers.

- I haven't seen Allan in a while.

Should we be worried?

- So, my name is Allan.

This is Laura.

- This is Genesis and I am Zeus.

- Well we all have to model ourselves after someone I guess.

- So.

What are you guy doing out her anyway?

- It's a long story, we didn't mean to be.

But then the car didn't start and things happened.

- A lotta things.

What about you guys?

- We are on our way to Burning Man.

- Of course.

(Allan clears throat)

- We have some extra tickets.

You guys wanna go?

- I don't really think we're the Burning Man types.

- You'd be surprised.

- You guys have been amazing.

Would it possible to get a ride back to town?

- You know, we just got out here.

We were just gonna spend the night here

doing some psychedelics, looking at the stars,

but happy to give you a ride anywhere

you need to go in the morning.

- I can pay you.

- Oh, no, you don't need to, happy to do it.

- No, no, I mean, I could pay you to take us now.

- I just told you we're leaving in the morning.

- Yeah, I got that.

I guess what I'm saying is I could pay you some cash,

a lot of cash to take us right now.

- No can do, my friend.

- Gaia has a plan for us.

Maybe she has one for you guys too

and you just don't know it yet.

- Maybe she does.

Then that happened.

(Allan clears throat)

(insects chirping)

I'm sure everyone back at the house is worried about us.

- Do you even care?

- No.

But I'm worried about us.

These two are nuts.

- [Laura] I kinda like them.

- You okay?

- I'm hearing in colors.

Feeling the energy of the Earth.

Moving to the rhythm of her breath. (exhales)

Expressing her because she longs to be expressed!

Deep inside, devotion.

It's a discipline of worship.

- Uh huh.

- Yeah.

We're gonna go do some tantra

where the sharper points intersect.

You guys wanna come with us?

- Not really, thank you.

- I'm good.

- We have some mushrooms.

You guys should do some mushrooms, you know?

You know, it's kind of a long night.

Look at the stars.

- Sure.

- Excuse me?

- Yes.

- It's been a long time, why not?

- Okay, well, now I know you've lost it.

- Great, wonderful, fabulous, fantastic.

(video game beeps)

- What?

- I know right.

Allan's got this 2600 hooked up

to the flat screen and it's rad.

Hey, speaking of Allan, have you

seen our enigmatic host Mr. Rourke recently?

- No.

You think it's gonna be like Clue now

and there's gonna be a murder?

I wouldn't put it passed him.

You ever wonder about the choices you

make in your life, Mitch?

- Didn't we cover this already?

You said you wanted to fly jets and bake or something.

- I make a good living and everything but

I had so many plans, you know?

Things I wanted to do, places I wanted to go.

Travel, write, go to Europe, write a novel.

Now I'm just creeping closer to 50

and I really haven't done any of it.

All I'm doing is planting money

into my 401K and squeezing in weekends with my boy

and arguing with my second exes over pretty much everything.

- Do you wanna save the world because

that only happens in video games, dude.

- You've got a great son and you've got enough money.

You don't have to worry about where your

next meal is gonna come from.

Stupid face plastered all over bus benches all

around New Jersey.

What else do you need?

You should be happy, I know I am.

- I want more.

Every year that passes it just

feels like I'm never gonna get it.

What makes you happy?

- It's not rocket science.

I love my family.

I've got a great job.

Even when I'm not working I try and help people.

I volunteer in the inner city doing people's teeth for free.

That's enough, for me at least.

- You know who wanted me to be a lawyer?

My mother.

And now she's gonna and I'm stuck

doing something I never wanted to do in the first place.

- It's never too late to take risks, dumb ass.

You know who doesn't take risks?

Dead people.

And you ain't dead, yet.

- Oh, the hooker with the heart of gold speaks.

- Shut the fuck up, I'm not a hooker.

I'm a dancer/entertainer, big difference.

I'm working my way through college.

I know, cliche.

All I'm saying is that you're acting like you

can't change things.

Why can't you?

We all have dreams.

You know when we start to die, when we give up on them.

Didn't you write the sequel to Lord of the Rings?

- Wise words, huh?

- She's a regular yaddle.

- What's this crap your playing?

It looks like Sanskrit.

- It's Adventure.

Now we're gonna fight the dragons

and find the golden chalice.

- Is this some kinda Rorschach test

'cause I really don't see it.

- This is only the greatest game ever next to Spy Hunter.

- Yeah, I was always kinda partial to Zaxxon.

- [Mitch] This is the original Game of Thrones

for the Atari 2600.

- Do you wanna just go for a swim, Kevin?

- I didn't bring a suit with me.

- Neither did I.

You got mustard on your shirt.

(insects chirping)

(mellow instrumental music)

- You should try some, Allan.

- Come on.

Even the one time Gab tried to get me

to smoke pot in college I didn't even inhale.

- Yeah, you and Bill Clinton.

- Ha ha, you don't believe me but it's true.

- Namaste.

(Allan chuckles)

- Oh God, I hope this isn't a mistake.

- Trust us.

(drums banging softly)

- Okay.

I'm...

(Allan chuckles)

Okay, yeah.

(laughing)

(trippy electronic music)

- Blessed is the Lord who art in heaven.

Ruler of the universe.

You can make it easy on yourself.

(eerie electronic music)

- I love him.

- No, no!

- [Jennifer] I love you all.

(harp music)

(insects chirping)

(mellow instrumental music)

- What's his name again?

- Who?

- The real reason you're going back.

It's not for Jose.

I'm dumb, but I'm not stupid.

- Jacob.

- How old is he now?

- [Laura] Six.

- [Allan] I'd love to meet him.

- That'd be nice.

I think he'd like you.

Although there's no accounting for taste.

(laughing)

I love you.

- I love you too.

(Laura laughs)

Thanks, Zeus.

- Are you okay?

- Not now, Jose.

- Hi.

Where's Jennifer, is she inside the house?

- No.

She got another room at The Ace.

She left me her number.

- You keep it.

You know, just in case.

Have a safe flight.

- Will you be coming back to Paris anytime soon, Laura?

- I'm coming with you now.

- Yes?

- Yes.

Goodbye, Allan.

(lips smack)

(lips smack)

- Au revoir.

- I think you should go inside the house.

Your friends need to speak to you.

- I'll tell you what, I don't need any advice from you

so I would recommend that you get in my car,

you go to the airport, you get as far away

from me as possible before I knock

your fucking teeth in, okay, asshole?

- Can't even imagine what that was about.

- No, you most definitely cannot.

- Are you okay?

- I think so.

- Good.

'Cause we got a bit of a situation.

(crying)

- Oh no.

- Who died?

- My God, Allan, Allan, I'm so sorry.

I don't even know what to say.

- Well, someone say something because I am way confused.

- Amber stole some cash and some other shit

from the house and took off. - And my weed.

Don't forget my weed.

- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

I can't believe this happened.

I don't know how this happened.

It's all my fault, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

- Was it anything that can't be replaced?

- I don't know, you're gonna have to

look around the house and see.

- Well, that's what insurance is for, right?

Do you want us to report her to the police?

- If it's all the same to you, I wish you wouldn't.

- Whatever you want.

(lips smack)

Okay, who wants cake, huh?

I heard it's delish and, well, we might as well eat it now.

- What do you mean?

- The wedding's off.

- (together) What?

- Whoa.

- Why, what'd you do, Allan?

That poor girl. (Allan chuckles)

- Yeah, that poor girl.

- Well, excuse me, if I can have everyone's attention.

- Everyone's attention?

Kevin, there's like six people here.

- This is serious, please, I have the floor.

- Sure, Kev, go ahead.

The floor is yours.

Or the counter.

- Okay.

- Okay, tell me this isn't happening.

- Shh, Allan, come on.

- This is the best I could do on short notice.

Julie, I don't know your last name.

- Julie Wilson.

Daughter of Regina Lambert and Alexander Cruikshank.

I changed my name obviously.

- Julie Wilson, daughter of Regina Lambert

and Alexander, whatever,

will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?

- Yeah.

- Okay, well, this is officially the

most kuckoo for Coco Puffs day ever.

- I'd say maybe it's more of a Boo Berry day if you ask me.

- Not to put a damper on your impending nuptials,

but don't you think that this is all

just a tad bit premature?

- The heart wants what the heart wants, brother.

- Congratulations.

To you and the future ex-Mrs. Simpkins.

(laughing)

- I, cake, right?

- [Allan] Who wants cake, huh?

So anything you wanna tell me?

You're not getting married too this weekend, are you?

It's legal now, you can do it if you want.

I'll even officiate.

- So arch, so witty.

A regular Robert Benchley, not.

(Allan chuckles)

(Allan sighs)

- You got some weird friends.

- Tell me about it.

- But at least they're always there

when you need them the most, right?

- I suppose they are.

You're wrong, by the way.

- About what?

- Not friends, dude, family.

(water splashing)

- What the fuck, Kevin?

- Hey, what gives?

- Is this another crazy, cockamamie attempt

to make me jealous?

- Uh, no.

- Because if it is, you're fucking nuts.

That poor girl should not have

to suffer just so you can get back at me.

- I love her!

Really, I do.

I knew the second I met her.

- Oh my God!

- Okay, maybe not the second, but shortly thereafter.

- Right. - Look, the fact is you

and I, we didn't belong together.

It wasn't a good fit.

We just drove each other fucking crazy!

- Yeah, I fucking know that, but I still wanted

to be your friend and you made that fucking impossible!

- I'm sorry.

Okay?

I guess I just couldn't deal with the fact

that you didn't want me anymore.

- Kev.

But I'll always care about you.

(thrilling instrumental music)

(lips smack)

- Oh my God, I am.

- This is awkward.

- Just a little bit. - I'm sorry.

- No.

I know, but, hey, thank you.

My son is flying in tonight.

I was hoping maybe you might wanna stay another night

and help give the bride away.

- I'd be honored, sir.

Now put on a fucking towel before someone

gets the wrong idea about us.

- What, that you're back on the 100% cock diet?

You're right.

- Yeah, that, Kevin.

- Shouldn't we be saving this cake for Kevin's wedding?

- Too late.

Want some?

- Sure, why not?

Hm.

Oh, man, that is really good cake.

- You're a good guy, Allan,

even though I know you hate to admit it.

You'll meet your chocolate cake one of these days.

- And you?

- I already did I think.

- You do like your chocolate.

- Shut it.

(laughing)

- [Mitch] Oh, looky what I found.

- No, no, no, I burned that yearbook.

Give it to me. - Oh, nope, nope.

- Come on, let me see.

- Wait, what happened to all the signatures?

- Yeah, that was the day that Laura left for Argentina.

I spent the whole day chasing after

for hers and missed all of yours.

- Shocking, all about Laura.

- She had the biggest boobs in the

entire university. - Oh my God.

- No, no, oh my God. - Perfect timing!

- Move over, stop. - Oh my God.

- Wow, that was your 15 minutes in cheerleading squad.

- Um, it was two weeks,

thank you very much. - Oh, excuse me, I'm sorry.

Oh my God, look, Kevin, shirtless as always.

Did the guy ever-- - So cute.

- Did the guy ever own a shirt in his life?

- He did, they would just evaporate the minute they

went on his body.

- You married him.

- I did marry him, don't judge me for that please.

- Oh, come on.

Four years the guy tried to get me to join his fraternity.

I'm like not this guy, forget it.

(sighs) These were good times, you guys.

Thanks for coming this weekend.

- Yeah, you bet. - We love you.

- Okay.

Who wants more cake?

(Allan laughs)

- I'm good.

(upbeat soul music)

♪ And you're love needs my love ♪

♪ And my love needs your love ♪

♪ And everybody needs love ♪

♪ And your love needs my love ♪

♪ And my love needs your love ♪

♪ And everybody needs love ♪

♪ And love needs love ♪

♪ There is kindness in love ♪

♪ Goodness is love ♪

♪ As I confess to the Lord above ♪

♪ That my love needs your love, hey ♪

♪ And you are so, so wonderful ♪

♪ As a bird in heaven ♪

♪ And your sunshine smile keep me on the cloud ♪

♪ And I love you baby until I die, hey ♪

♪ Oh no, take a second, take us up above, baby ♪

♪ My love will catch up no matter where you're from ♪

♪ And your love needs my love ♪

♪ And my love needs your love ♪

♪ And everybody needs love ♪

♪ And your love needs my love ♪

♪ And my love needs your love ♪

♪ And everybody needs love ♪

♪ Sexy love when you wanna ♪

♪ A funky love if you wanna ♪

♪ Ooh, ee, no, no, no ♪

♪ Let's go, let's go ♪

♪ Come on let's go, no, no, no, no ♪

♪ And your love needs my love ♪

♪ My love needs your love ♪

♪ And everybody needs love, hey ♪

♪ And your love need my love ♪

♪ My love needs your love ♪

♪ And everybody needs love ♪

♪ Listen, we need sunshine with love, in the morning ♪

♪ In the day time and every day ♪

♪ I can't see tomorrow because the foggy haze ♪

♪ You look through the window, you can't see no where ♪

♪ Ooh, no, no, it's a coco pot ♪

♪ And my love needs your love ♪

♪ Your love needs my love ♪

♪ Everybody needs love ♪

♪ Listen, because your love, my love ♪

♪ My love ♪