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I knew you guys never liked me.

But I never thought

you were gonna ruin my life.

Tracy, I was just trying to...

You know what?

We got the chapel till 6:00.

Why don't the three of you guys

just go ahead

and marry each other?

Can we do that?

Because that would be hilarious.

I'm kidding. Obviously.

F*** you.

- You're the worst.

- Tracy...

Champagne?

Yes, thank you.

You want one?

No, I'm good. Thank you.

Thank you.

Here, let me talk to him.

Yeah, 'cause clearly you can

handle things appropriately.

Hey, buddy. Look,

I know you're upset now,

but it's gonna get better.

It's like your

first day of rehab.

It's hard to walk around the

Bellagio sipping Coke Zero...

Would you shut the f*** up?

I wanted to get married,

you a**hole!

What about in the van?

I don't even

remember that, okay?

I was f***ing high.

Yeah, but maybe

that was the point.

That Marty's sweet-ass van grass

was bringing out the truth,

that you don't

really wanna do this.

So I was going over

the pros and cons,

that's normal.

Everyone has cons, Jason.

I have cons.

You are made of cons!

I've accepted Tracy's cons.

I love Tracy's cons.

And... And now you've... You've...

You've ruined everything!

Hey, dumb f***,

how come you couldn't have had this

conversation before the wedding?

I did, Evan,

I talked about this last week!

And what did he say?

He said he wanted to marry her.

Okay, so what does

that say to you?

It tells me that he's wrong!

Tracy isn't the one for him!

Yes, she is!

F***ing dick!

What's the point

of anything anymore?

Of all of it?

All of life?

A stake has been

driven through my heart.

Yeah.

You know, I was thinking,

why don't you go after Tracy?

You love her, you know it.

Who cares what Jason thinks?

It's too late, Evan.

Come on.

Nothing's too late.

It is.

She's in Mexico.

She is on our honeymoon

by herself.

Tracy's in Mexico?

And she took both the

plane tickets with her.

I gotta go to work.

But you're...

You're gonna be okay.

Okay. Leave me.

Leave me like everybody else.

You, Tracy, the whole gang.

I get it. I get it.

No one wants to be

around a loser.

I'm dirt.

You're not dirt.

Well, I'm garbage.

I'm something bad.

You're not garbage.

I'm a dirty cum rag, Evan.

You know what that is?

I heard your roommate pranked

your boy Nardo's wedding.

I don't wanna talk about that.

Come on.

Well, you know what?

Your roommates are lame,

so you should just move in with us.

Wait, did he tell you about

the fact that everyone

has their own master bathroom?

With heated floors?

And what's fun is sometimes we trade.

We use each other's bathrooms.

That doesn't sound like so much fun.

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