House Party 3

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that surprise call, that you're ready.

Play.

Yep.

Play.

What?

Oh...

I sure hope Kid's cousins have bus fare.

Oh, Janelle is throwing me a little party Friday night.

Nothing big. Just a few of the girls.

Perhaps some wine.

A male stripper.

Well, have a good time.

Let me know what went down with that, all right?

VEDA:
Okey-dokey.

Yoo-hoo.

Yes, darling?

Did you male dancer?

No. I said stripper.

Wh--? Oh, my bad. Stripper.

Janelle got some guy named Night Heat.

Night Heat?

Night Heat.

She thought the girls would get a kick out of it.

Can I kick Janelle?

No, you can't.

In the organ of my choice, repeatedly?

No, you can't, because she will kick back.

I can't have you two kicking each other.

See you later.

Johnny Booze, what's up? Yeah, it's Playtime.

We got to make this brief, 'cause I'm calling from the car.

Yeah, my boy, his bachelor party.

That's right. Of course I got the dough.

Yo, just get a pen out, man.

Friday night at the Densmore Hotel.

That's right. Now, who you got?

Angina Williams?

Angina-- Angina Williams? Yo, ain't that the girl

that does the disappearing act with the beer bottles?

Bet. Perfect for Kid.

Yo, good lookin' out, man. Don't let me down.

All right cool. Peace out, black.

Yo, Angina Williams, man. Tell me something.

How did your fowl ass pull some move like that?

I keep trying to tell you and Kid. It's the American way.

BOY:
Excuse me, sir.

Yes, can I help you?

Sir, we just flew in from Detroit

to perform in front of some senior citizens,

and all our luggage is gone.

Our show clothes.

My CD player.

George.

George? Who's George?

You know. George.

His teddy bear.

CLERK:
Oh, your teddy bear.

Gee, I'm so sorry, but I know how it feels.

My Slinky died two years ago.

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