The Wedding Pact

- And last, I would just like to say

good luck in this new chapter of our lives.

Excuse the cliche,

but they say that time flies when you're having fun.

And I don't know about you guys,

but I have had the best time of my life here

at Madison college.

Now...

Point me to the keg.

What a douche.

- Bring it in here, girls. - Why do I get the feeling

we'll be calling Bob senator one day?

In 20 years, that guy's gonna be the president.

- Everybody's having a good time.

I'm already having a good time.

- Dude. - Hey!

Don't start with me.

- Look, the first semester, she was totally single,

and you were actually the first person to meet her.

- Yeah, I know. I know I blew it, okay?

I mean, usually I got pretty good game.

But, you know, I get around Elizabeth

and I get all loopy.

Yeah, well...

Speaking of game, how'd the breakup go with Rosie?

- What do you mean, how'd it go?

She kicked me in the nuts. - Ooh. Were you wearing?

- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.

You had to know that was coming. - Oh, yeah.

- Oh, here she comes. - Hi, guys.

Hey!

- Hi. - Hey.

- What are you guys talking about?

- Baseball and... - Oh.

Guy stuff? - Yeah.

- So macho. - Yeah.

- Yeah, let me get-- who wants a beer?

- Yeah, I'll have-- - beer? Two beers, three beers?

- I'm okay. Thank you.

So... Tomorrow's graduation.

It's crazy, right?

- I know, right? It's like four years

went by like that. - Yeah.

You should fly to visit me in San Diego.

Mm...

Yeah, I don't know.

- You don't--you don't know if you wanna come see me?

- No, no, it's not-- it's not what you think.

It's...You know. What I told you.

- Oh, the claustrophobia stuff.

Yes, I--

- I kinda thought you were kidding about that.

- No. I don't kid about that.

I thought it was just elevators and things like that.

- Yeah, it is, but then it kicks in pretty good

The whole fear of plunging to a fiery, screaming death

tends to amplify it a bit. - Right.

- We can talk about something else.

- Sure. But I do want you to come visit me.

Okay.

Lizzie!

Um, hold on one second.

I guess maybe one regret that I have is that,

you know, with all the stupid boyfriends and girlfriends

that we both had

that you and I never gave it a shot.

Let's make a deal, Mitch.

In ten years, if we haven't married other people,

we marry each other.

What do you say?

Lizzie!

We're gonna leave without you.

Okay. Hold on.

What do you say?

Sure!

- I love you so much, Mitch.

I love you too.

Okay. I'll see you soon.

Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

Huh? So?

How'd it go?

To be honest,

I think I just got engaged.

Now listen, I know what you're all thinking.

Yeah, right, he's gonna wait ten years to marry her.

I will admit, I did think about it.

For about a month.

Now, as you can see, when I go on the first date,

I got it down pretty good. I mean,

look at the way they laugh at my jokes.

You can't fake that.

Although with women, you never really can tell.

But first date-- I'm king.

When we get a little deeper in the relationship...

- Mitch, this is the best birthday dinner ever.

You'd better be careful, mister.

I might just use the "l" word tonight.

- That's when things go kablooey.

It's your birthday?

Don't ever call me again.

- For the last time, my name is Eleanor,

not Elizabeth, jerk!

Well, ten years later,

I'm still single.

And I heard that Elizabeth already got married,

so I guess it's just not meant to be.

Okay.

This is from me.

- Thank you, Karen. - Happy Birthday, Mitch.

- Thank you. Oh, my gosh.

Oh, come on.

Look at that.

- Nice watch. What'd that run you?

- Easy! Thank you, Karen.

You're welcome.

- Seriously, I, uh, I feel truly blessed

to have friends like you.

Are these wonderful gifts are just too much, so...

- You're welcome! - Thank you.

Most of you.

Is this a party, or what?

- Look at you! You made it!

- Hey, dude, I took the last ferry from montauk,

got here in no time. - And yet, you never visit.

- Nice hat. - Thank you very much.

This is my good friend Dave breem

from college, everybody.

- This a birthday party or a funeral?

Come on! - Funeral.

Hey, hey, hey, easy.

Now, who scored this month's bonus

and is picking up tonight's check, huh?

- To Mitch. All: To Mitch.

- Thank you very much. - Salud.

Waitress!

Another round. Cheap stuff?

Good night, ladies!

Hey, guys, it's last call.

Would you like anything else before I close out your tab?

- No, I think just the check, thanks.

Uh, um...

I would like to buy me and my buddy

two shots of whiskey.

Why don't you, uh... Keep the change?

Huh?

- You always know the right thing to do, man.

- That is because I'm the ying to your Yang.

Oh!

- What? Oh, my--dude.

Happy Birthday.

- Come on! - Mm-hmm.

You kept this?

- Ten years, man. How you holding up?

Eh.

Man, if she only waited,

we would have been great together.

Yeah, I know.

- Eh. Stupid to think a girl like her

can go ten years and not find somebody.

I mean, it's not like I didn't try.

I mean, I scoured the Internet, you know?

Facebook, Twitter-- nothing.

This woman's off the grid. Thank you.

Well, what if I told you--

- oh, my God, who ordered the cabo?

Seriously, I said bottom shelf, guys!

You know what? I bet you it was damn Carl.

- Dude, would you stop? In two seconds,

you're not even gonna care about that.

Yeah, that I'd like.

Then this you'll love.

You sitting down? - Yeah, Dave.

I'm sitting down. - Okay, okay.

She never got married.

- No way. - Yes, way!

- No, no, no, 'cause I read in the alumni mag--

are you messing with me?

- I'm not messing with you. - Don't mess with me.

- I'm not messing with you. In fact, I'm trying to help you.

I read the same thing too. But I called the alumni office.

She never got married.

This is her last known address in San Diego.

San Diego.

- Happy Birthday! -

It's meant to be, man! - This might be meant to be.