Area 51 Page #4

---

man. He trusts her.

He already told her what

we're doing and everything.

I don't know why he thinks

this girl's so legitimate.

You know, her dad worked there.

No, her dad wrote a book

and claims he worked there.

You guys don't know anything

about this chick.

You're just trusting her.

I can make a f***ing website.

Even if she shows up,

Reid doesn't really know

anything about her.

What's the deal, dude?

We're good.

She's gonna meet us tomorrow.

Just because

someone wrote a book...

If he went to MIT and did work

for the government,

it makes sense that he'd be able to

write a legitimate-sounding book.

That doesn't mean

it's legitimate.

Well, that's what

we're trying to find out.

And then he killed himself,

so he's clearly stable-minded.

You don't have actual...

Ben, Ben, Ben, okay.

We know how to get past the

security measures outside the base,

but we don't know what to do

when we get on the base.

I need his information.

She's the only one who has it.

So if she is full of sh*t,

we can go home?

If she's full of sh*t,

we gotta find another way.

You don't have

to say anything to her.

Oh, I'll say something to her.

Don't. Don't do dick.

Please don't.

There we go.

I talked to, uh, Glenn Campbell.

Okay.

The guide,

and he's gonna

show us this, like...

Who are all these people

you're talking to?

Cameras, wearable cameras.

I'll wear one,

and you wear the other.

Okay.

We'll check for night vision.

There's no way I'm wearing one.

You can get that sh*t

into a strip club

and the bouncers and all that...

There's a lot of security at strip clubs,

I know, trust me.

And if you can get

that sh*t in there

and no one finds out,

you're gold.

Okay! Vegas!

Enough Area 51 talk!

That's the least I've ever been

excited about going to Vegas.

Look at this.

Just like Candyland.

Look at that.

Take a picture of that beauty.

- Hi, guys.

- How you doing?

How are you?

We're gonna check in for the Hooters.

Oh... Wow.

Beautiful.

Kidding me? No way.

Dude, this place is ridiculous.

There's a pool table?

There's a pool table!

Reid, what are you doing, dude?

Check it out.

This is what I was telling you

about. It's JANET airlines.

You guys kidding me right now?

We're in heaven.

Going to look at b*obs.

What are you doing, weirdo?

Dude, check out this thermal

feature on the camera.

Let me see.

See, it's picking up your heat.

Crazy.

I got an idea.

Let me know if it picks this up.

Oh, God!

This is not gonna be pretty.

Now look.

That looks like boob prints!

Those are my blueprints!

Seamless Gentlemen's Club.

We good?

Can't see anything.

Dude, move.

You're blocking my view.

Let's go in the private room.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes