Hall Pass Page #4

It's a game.

- I'm just saying if it was possible.

- it's a scenario.

Like I'm a genie

and I can make it happen.

- I can see that. A genie. Yeah. Ha, ha.

- Thank you. Thank you.

I can grant you this wish

and make like it never happened.

Okay. You know what? I'll say it.

I would be willing to pay 250

of your American dollars.

You cheap bastard.

This is an investment, man.

Get your rocks off, right?

Protect your wife's feelings.

- I'm going deep with it. Five grand.

- Oh!

- Five grand?

- Five grand, baby.

And I know Hogwarts right here

would pay more.

- Hey, guys. Hi.

- That's why he wears a tie.

- Hey, Maggie.

- Hey, how's it going?

Hey, do you remember

my brother-in-law, Flats?

- Pleasure.

- Nice to see you again.

- Who's winning?

- Uh-oh.

This guy right here's got all the loot.

- What?

- Ha, ha.

Would you do me a favor and not tell Grace

that I have disposable income?

She'll make me take her shopping...

...or, like, see Kathy Griffin in concert.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

How'd the kids go down?

Gunnar and Emma stalled for a while,

but they weren't too bad.

- What about the baby?

- The baby? Not a peep.

- I've been listening the whole time.

- Oh.

- Yeah.

- All right.

- Well, good night.

- Mwah.

- All right. Have fun.

- Okay.

- What is that? Four 7s. Is that good?

- She's kidding.

- Maybe. Maybe I'm not kidding.

- Ha, ha.

See you later.

Hey, genie, can you make my dick work?

Oh, you poor thing.

Oh, silly Daddy

got the monitors mixed up.

Oh, have you been listening

to those loudmouths ell night?

A question to you, Frederick, sir.

How much would you be willing to spend

for a weekend of erotic pleasures...

- ...with one of the most beautiful women?

- Six grand.

I've gotta have a way to get

the money out of the checking account.

- I assume the genie could help with that?

- Oh. I got you.

- I'll just give you my routing number?

- Ha, ha.

Hey, hey, put me down for 7500.

Hog-Head,

please, man. You don't have $7500.

Hey, be nice.

Okay, Rickster. Ha, ha!

What is your number?

- Ahh, I don't know.

- Come on. You've gotta have a number.

- I don't know.

- Any girl you choose.

You could do anything you want.

The wife will never find out.

Completely harmless.

One-time thing. What would you pay?

- I honestly don't know.

- Ballpark, please.

Well, I have a great wife...

...so I wouldn't wanna do anything

to hurt her feelings.

So I guess the real question becomes...

...what wouldn't I pay?

That's why this dude 's wearing the hat.

This house has gotta be

worth something, right?

Now, mother-in-laws.

What do they go for on the black market?

Fifty bucks, maybe?

Fred said 6 grand?

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