Esimesed 197 rida.
(EXHALES)
Shit!
Shit!
We were invited to Henry Grotsky's son's wedding.
We got invited to Henry Grotsky's son's wedding?
Yeah. Why are you saying it like that?
Why am I saying it the way someone
who was just invited to the wedding...
of the child of a guy he barely knows would say it?
We're going. Mmm-mmm.
This place will be fine without us for a weekend.
No. Not going.
Jerry, you're the president of idiots.
Bina, you're the dummy who voted me into office.
Okay, impeached. Too late. I resign.
Ha-ha! (CHUCKLES)
I was first. (CHUCKLES)
This could be a great thing for you, sweetie.
Look, it was at a friends wedding
that your dad and I first got it on.
Open the door, I want to show you something.
I'm flat-out naked in here, so...
Renzo Eckberg, your manhood is nothing to be ashamed of.
Your manhood is a glory to God.
Open the door a crack, I'll fling il in.
This could be how you meet the love of your life.
Girls are always so drunk and emotional at weddings.
Maybe that's where you'll really shine.
Should I start hanging out at wakes too?
Oh, let's see how the wedding goes first.
You got a letter from someone.
I'm pretty surprised about it.
I didn't know you knew anyone in the free world.
Good boy! (PANTING)
Why, thank you, Ringo.
Oh, my!
Oh, Ringo!
I, Francie...
take you, Douglas, as you are...
To love and to cherish...
to have and to hold...
Until death do us part.
Frances Millner, Douglas Grotsky, take hands.
You may now kiss as husband and wife.
Two miles later, we're almost there.
Hi.
Oh, my God.
Shit.
You look good, ladies. Right here.
I'll see you in there.
Hi. Hey.
You're here. That's c...
Mmm-hmm.
Why are you here?
Same as you.
Because I'm the best man at my sister's wedding.
Okay.
So it's not the same at all.
Oh, my God, just...
(SINGING) Give a little bit of love to grow.
Have fun!
Oh, shit.
Don't you make me beg for more.
Give a sign, I need to know.
I wish I could be there to be your wingman, honey.
Whether you get a girl to smile
or whether she runs away, it's all good.
Gotta go, someone's here.
Hello.
I'm Francie Millner's first nanny,
Jo Flanagan.
That's Jo with a "J" and an "O" and no "E".
I'm Renzo. With an "E" and an "O" and no "J".
You have an intense look about you, Renzo.
Thank you. I'm working on that.
Hi.
Bina and Jerry Kepp, hello.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Walter.
Hello, Roger. Nice to see you.
Thank you so much for inviting me,
it really means a lot.
Thank you so much. I didn't invite you.
Francie did.
Okay. I honestly thought
they wouldn't let you travel out of state.
Well, you know.
Hello! Thank you for inviting me.
Thank you so much for coming.
I don't think we've ever been
at a reception table with a nanny before.
Have we, Jerry?
Only very good
or very bad nannies
are remembered so many years later.
Which one are you? (JO CHUCKLES)
You guys swingers?
No, you're not. Right? No.
(AS RINGTONE) Renzo, pick up the phone. Renzo, pick up the phone.
Did you not request a singles' table?
Because so far, it's slim pickings.
It was on the RSVP. You put it there yourself.
Pardon me.
And how are you so sure you're not with the singles?
If there are couples at your table,
they could be what's called "swingers."
How well do you know the bride and groom, Mr. Kepp?
Hmm. I can smell the toilets from here,
that's how well we know the bride and groom.
Don't listen to him, he's not a romantic.
This is a great table.
It's a great one. (CHUCKLES)
Mmm. No, it isn't. Yeah, it is.
Yes, it is. No, it isn't.
Yes, it is. No, it isn't.
Well, we'll see. Okay.
Hello. Sorry. (THUDS)
Someone's sitting in that. Sorry.
Sorry. I'm sorry.
Is this one okay?
Yeah. No one's.4.
My name is Walter.
I can tell by your accent
you must be a relation to the bride's father.
Close relation?
Yes.
Oh.
Hmm.
So what do you do, Walter?
What do I do...
For work?
Leave it alone. JERRY: Why can't a person ask that?
Yeah, I'd like to know.
Okay, then. Okay.
She'd like to know.
So, Walter, what is it that you do?
I am a successful businessman.
Oh. Okay.
Okay, then. JERRY: Hmm.
Mmm-hmm.
What kind of business?
Sorry, do you mind?
So, forget the married people.
Dance with the nanny.
Hollywood marriages bust up all the time because of the nanny.
And you know what, Renzo?
Even if she is a little older, so what?
There's something to be said for know-how,
experience and someone who's seen a lot of things.
You don't want somebody perfect for your first dance.
It's just too intimidating;.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
You okay?
No. Not okay.
I could just see you staring at somebody for a minute.
Like a real, true minute which is a long time to stare.
Tells me you got something brewing up here.
Sorry, do I know you?
Do you mind if I say something else?
I'm gonna say something else.
Nobody deserves a full minute of your attention
unless they're giving it back to you.
Oh. Smile!
Hey, just something for you to think about.
Me to you.
You're welcome.
Um, what the fu...
Hey! HUCK: Sorry?
Don't do that. Do what?
Just say something smug and walk away.
No, it wasn't like that.
I just saw you there, and I... Yeah, well, it was like that.
Also, in order for you to know that
I'd been staring at someone for a real, true minute,
you had to be staring at me for a real, true minute.
Also, that was a test. Which I passed.
My ex-boyfriend is in there.
And I... You know, felt nothing.
I felt nothing at all.
Right. So, I misread that entirely.
Yeah. I guess you did.
Sorry, I'm... I'm having an off day.
Do you ever have that?
Kind of day where you think that the things
that come so easy to everyone else just seem so
elusive?
No.
Yeah, me neither.
Okay. Okay.
Not that you asked, but this is where I'm sitting
so if you end up in the high teens,
you know where to find me.
Shit!
Oh, shit.
Are you feeling all right?
What do you say your name is?
Megan-Ann.
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