Remember, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
Ah!
Except for herpes. That shit'll come back with ya.
Remember, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
Ah!
Except for herpes. That shit'll come back with ya.
I want you to know, Doug, I'm a steel trap. Whatever happens tonight, I will never, ever, ever speak a word of it.
Okay. I got it. Thank you. I don't think that...
Seriously. I don't care what happens. I don't care if we kill someone.
What?
You heard me. It's Sin City. I won't tell a soul.
Okay. I got it. Thank you.
No, thank you. [the two future in-laws embrace] I love you so much.
All good with Melissa?
Oh, yeah. Told her we're two hours outside of wine country, and she bought it.
Don't you think it's strange that you've been in a relationship for three years, and you still have to lie about going to Vegas?
Yeah, I do. But trust me, it's not worth the fight.
Oh, so you can't go to Vegas, but she can **** a bellhop on a Carnival Cruise Line?
Okay. First of all, he was a bartender. And she was wasted. And, if you must know, he didn't even come inside her.
And you believe that?
Uh, yeah, I do believe that, because she's grossed out by seamen.
I like to say somethin' that I prepared tonight.
All right, Alan.
Hello. How 'bout that ride in? I guess that's why they call it Sin City. You guys might not know this, but I consider myself a bit of a loner. I tend to think of myself as a one-man wolf pack. But when my sister brought Doug home, I knew he was one of my own. And my wolf pack, it grew by one. So, there were two of us in the wolf pack. I was alone first in the pack, and then Doug joined in later. And six months ago, when Doug introduced me to you guys, I thought, "Wait a second, could it be?" And now I know for sure, I just added two more guys to my wolf pack. Four of us wolves, running around the desert together, in Las Vegas, looking for strippers and cocaine. So tonight, I make a toast! [pulls out a pocket knife]
What?!
Whattaya got there?
Blood brothers.