Synopsis: Nervous about finally getting married, a guy is forced to relive the same nerve-wracking hours over and over again until he gets things right on his wedding day.
96 min

(pop music playing)

(man)All right, settle down, settle down.

Yes, I know. They're both great books.

So, my question is:

which one do you like better?

Catcher in the Rye, for sure.

Holden Caulfield's a pimp.

- (class snickering)

- (man) No.

Iceberg Slim is a pimp.

Holden Caulfield is a spoiled rich kid

from the Upper East Side

who goes to a fancy prep school.

Sound familiar?


Uh, what about you, Mr. Anderson?

Well, my dad's not

a billionaire Wall Street CEO,

and if he is, he owes my mom a whole lot

of back child support.

- (laughing)

- So I'm partial to Lord of the Flies.

I don't think Holden Caulfield

would last a week on this island.

He'd be running around like a little punk,

wishing for this nightmare to be over.

- (laughing)

- Kind of like a substitute teacher.

- Oh! Oh! Oh!

- (laughing)

Well played, Max.

You know, the good news is

you have a very bright academic future

ahead of you.

The bad news is,

you're probably gonna be a virgin

till you're 35 years old.


(school bell rings)

All right, class, that's a wrap.

Anderson, out.

(girl) Bye, Mr. Anderson.

Bye, sweetheart, take it easy. Later, man.

Saved by the bell, huh?

Principal Mellon, hey.

You definitely have a way

with the students, Rob.

Kids, for some reason,

I connect with them.

It's probably our love of Rihanna

and the occasional acne flare-up.

Listen, Ms. James' stint in rehab

is gonna go a bit longer than expected...

Okay, yeah, well, crack'll do that to you.

I've got a full-time position.

Love to talk to about it...

Let me stop you right there.

I'm good for a couple days a week,

but I can't commit

to anything more than that.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I'm getting married tomorrow.

I have an Uber waiting outside,

and I don't want

to mess up my five-star rating.

- Think about it.

- Thank you.

- (elevator bell dings)

- Baby, it's me.

I don't know if you got my messages.

I'm in the terminal.

- I'll see you soon. Whoa!

- Hey!

(grunts) Oh! Excuse me.


Ah! (groans)


Excuse me. Whoo!

Hey. Hi. Rob Anderson.

I'm on Flight 1492 to Charleston.

Oh, oh, I'm sorry, sir.

The doors to that flight are closed.

Well, can't you open them?

I mean, it's doors, that's what they do.

They open and close. (laughs)



Ah! I can get you

on a flight for tomorrow.

No, no, no, I can't go tomorrow.

I need to be there today.

I get married tomorrow.



I am sorry, sir. Our last flight out today

is completely booked.

- No.

- Mm-hmm.


Attention, ladies and gentlemen.

My name is Rob Anderson.

I'm willing to do unspeakably desperate

and nasty things

for a plane ticket

on the next flight to Charleston.


(woman) How desperate?

Um... Anything short of a felony.


Well, do you have cash?

No, but I do have

this first-generation iPhone.


Well, you're not exactly dazzling me

with options here.

I have been known

to be a pretty tender lover.

Ooh. Well, I'm gonna need a sample

of your work.


(crowd murmuring)

- Hi, beautiful.

- Hi.

- How was that?

- (chuckles)

I got your messages.

We're on the next flight out.

- Yes! See, that's why I'm marrying you.

- You are lucky you just got here.

You know, I was really mad

about two glasses of wine ago.

I have a very good excuse.

See, I was securing our financial future.

(groans) You're late

because you were playing the lotto.

Baby, you got to be in it to win it.

Hey, I got you something.

You know, at one point,

you described that as a rainbow exploding

in your mouth.

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