لومړۍ 200 کرښې.
Fuck!
Okay.
What the fuck?
What the... what the fuck?
What the fuck?
What the fuck?!
In the next hour,
two candidates are in a tight race heading into the Iowa Caucus.
An update on the Colorado missing persons case
we've been covering all week.
Five people were found dead today
in a warehouse outside Wheat Ridge, a Denver suburb.
In a public statement, investigators stated
they were all killed in "a ritualistic manner".
And finally, controversial celebrity news magazine Pop Now
has filed for bankrupt.
In other news,
the weather this weekend looks terrible.
What'd you get me?
What did I get you? / Yeah, what'd you get me?
You'll see. / Is it lacy and frilly?
I'm intrigued.
Do you know how you always leave your stuff in my bathroom?
Yeah, you hate it.
Do you know why I hate it?
Because it's girls' stuff and it's not a girl's bathroom.
But it could be.
We should talk about it.
We should talk about it...
After this long, completely avoiding the subject.
Sure.
Seriously?
Seriously.
Deal?
Deal. / Hey?
Yeah? / Shake.
All right. / Deal.
Pleasure doing business with you.
Nice doing business with you.
Thank you.
Big brother! / Hi.
Hi! You look great.
He really cleans up, doesn't he? / Yeah!
Finally! / Birthday boy! Hey!
Happy birthday! Oh.
Yeah! Hey, there he is. / Sorry, everyone.
My fault.
My keen instinct told me you would all be here,
so naturally I had to change
to dress down to your level.
Ha ha. / So selfless, even on your birthday.
You're welcome. / Yeah.
Well, we've been celebrating without you.
Mm. / Mm. Hey, bud, one more bottle.
My wife ordered for you already. Halibut.
Prime filet. Rare.
Hmm.
Crab. / Yes.
Burger with side of Brussels. / Mm-hmm.
Chicken piccata.
Salmon, no mushrooms.
And Hadlee.
Says she's filled up on bread,
but ends up picking at everyone else's food.
I thought we'd all like to share.
Are we really that predictable?
Not predictable...
Committed. / Mm.
Insane people are committed,
or sell art at my gallery.
We are steadfast.
Or stubborn.
How does it feel to be old?
I asked him the same thing.
How old am I again? / You're old.
So old.
Old enough to know what you want.
What do you want for your birthday?
A toast. / Yes, a toast.
To my... / No, not your toast.
It's not your toast.
It's okay. / I'm still drinking.
I thought it was just a silly cliché,
but you are living proof
that things really do get better with age.
Okay, okay.
Okay. Babe?
I'm so thankful to celebrate your birthday with you,
and I'm looking forward to many, many more.
Hey, sweet.
Cheers. / Cheers.
Cheers.
Mm.
Oh! / What's this?
I thought no presents 'til tomorrow's brunch.
Yeah.
I guess we're not all predictable after all.
You guys got him presents?
Yeah, it's his birthday.
What?
Escape room? / Yep.
Yeah. / What is that?
You're locked in a room
until you solve a series of puzzles to get out.
And you've only got one hour.
No, that sounds horrible.
That sounds really fun.
I've heard it's the latest craze.
Remember that, um, secret mask thing,
the Macbeth thing in New York last year?
That wasn't an escape room. / I know.
I'm just saying it's the latest underground thing.
They're popping up everywhere.
I think Shakespeare in any form is so fucking boring.
Yeah. / I agree with you.
This won't be. I promise.
What happens if we don't figure it out in time?
We're trapped.
Forever.
It's a challenge. A test of intelligence.
Hmm.
All right, I'm in. Where is this room?
The mystery is part of the game.
Ooo, exciting! So how do we get there?
I've arranged everything.
I just need you to play along.
How did you / Oh!
come up with something so adventurous?
Excuse me! What, are you surprised?
Very surprised.
Good. Happy birthday.
Let's get drunk.
Really, it's not necessary. / No, I'm just kidding.
This is us.
Oh! / Oooh!
This is how to party. / Yes.
Damn. / I want to come.
Babe, we were so specific about reservations.
If we could ever get ahold of you...
Ugh, I'm so unlucky.
No, honey, you're just a wild card.
Goodbye. / Come on, beautiful.
It won't be the same without you, kid.
At least I already have plans.
Do you want me to call you a cab?
I'll get a ride. You guys have fun.
How you gonna get home? / Oh, I'm not going home.
This girl's got a sexy party to go to.
Sexy party.
Ay, ay!
Trouble. / Yeah.
Oh, my God, that's good.
Look at the... Oh, look who decided to come in!
Hey, buddy, there you are!
What's up? / Happy birthday, man!
Happy birthday!
I love this stuff. / I know.
This is amazing. Thank you.
Oh, don't thank me yet.
Oh, come on. / Okay, guys.
Gonna need your cell phones, please.
Um...
Hell no.
Yes.
Can't have you looking up how to solve a puzzle.
No help from anyone.
Uh...
There's no lifelines in this game?
Come on! / No.
For an hour?
Come on, what's the big deal?
As birthday ambassador,
I order all of you to relinquish your phones.
Thank you.
Hey, you know what? Fuck it.
Hand 'em over. / Here you go.
Thank you. / Here.
As you wish, birthday ambassador.
All righty. One more.
What? / It's everyone or no one.
Fine.
Proud of you, Anderson.
Fuck off.
Ouch. / Why is he so mean to me?
I love him and he's so mean to me.
All right, guys, I'm also going to need your wallets,
your purses, anything else in your pockets.
Fuck.
All you can take with you are your wits.
And there's insurance on this game and all, right?
I take full responsibility for everything. / Okay.
Thank you, Conrad. / You're welcome.
All righty. Got it? / Nice.
Happy birthday.
Yeah!
Whoo!
Does anybody know how long we've been driving for?
How could we, when we can't see anything?
Let's just ask the driver.
Maybe it's not supposed to open.
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