A Few Best Men Page #2
Front bottom burps, noisy
flange, disgusting.
When you lose your parents young,
Tom,
you learn to roll the dice
when it's handed to you.
Oh, I've taken you to Blackpool,
brother, you're a terrible gambler.
- What exactly have I got to lose?
- Us!
Aww...
Couldn't lose you if you were
I'm just looking out for you, that's all.
I don't know this girl.
And neither do you.
DAVID:
Don't you believein love at first sight?
I just can't believe you're getting married.
It's just so grown-up
Every time I look at you,
I still see a little
eight-year-old waif in gym shorts.
That's a bit weird.
- Hi.
- Luke.
- How are you?
- Awful.
Sarah and Chip have
officially moved in together.
- I'm so sorry, mate.
- Yeah.
Well, maybe this trip will do you some good.
Maybe you'll get some distance.
- Sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry I'm late.
Picking up my new business
cards - going global.
Hitler's selling underfloor heating to Australians.
Oh, this is gonna be huge.
- Graham, what is that on your face?
- What?
That. That monstrosity.
- Oh, you mean the moustache?
- Yes, the moustache.
I'm about to meet my future family, I
can't have you turn up looking like a...
- Like a...
What are you talking about? Moustaches
are really in at the moment.
- Not Hitler moustaches.
- Look, it's how my facial hair grows.
Alright? I can't help the
fact it looks like Hitler's.
Why are you being so negative,
anyway?
Why can't it be a Chaplin moustache?
- Sit down, you're in the way.
- Sorry.
- Jesus!
- Bloody Hitler.
Ruined this moustache for everyone.
Guys...
- We're going to Australia.
- Yeah, with 14 stopovers.
Yes, stewardess! A bottle of
your cheapest champagne, please!
Toast to my friend, David Locking!
Mr David Locking!
Jorge Buentiempo! (Speaks Spanish)
..754 miles, 8,754 miles.
Coconut Mist. Now available duty-free.
Coconut Mist.
I thought that was never gonna end.
It was worse than a jazz concert.
Really? I slept most of the way.
That's cause you weren't sitting
next to the droning clock.
I can't believe he's doing
the best man speech.
- I've have done much better.
- Thought I'd give him a boost.
- I'd have been f***in' hilarious.
- David Locking?
- Yes?
Come this way, please.
(Dog grunts)
- Take the bag.
- Why?
I've got something in it for David's stag do.
I don't want it searched.
- Absolutely not.
- Look at me, I'm sweaty.
I look guilty as hell. They won't
search you, you're too confident.
True and I'm still not taking it.
- Uh, have we done something wrong?
- Not at all, Mr Locking.
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