Swingers Page #4

MIKE:

We're gonna spend half the night driving

around the Hills looking for this party

and then leaving cause it sucks, then

we're gonna look for this other party you

heard about. But, Trent, all the parties

and bars, they all suck. I spend half

the night trying to talk to some girl

who's eyes are darting around to see if

there's someone else she should be

talking to. And it's like I'm supposed

to be all happy cause she's wearing a

backpack. Half of them are nasty skanks

who wouldn't be sh*t if they weren't

surrounded by a bunch of drunken horny

a**holes. I'm not gonna be one of those

a**holes. It's f***ing depressing. Some

skank who isn't half the woman my

girlfriend is is gonna front me? It

makes me want to puke.

TRENT:

(beat)

You got it bad, baby. You need Vegas.

MIKE:

What are you talking about? Vegas?

TRENT:

VEGAS.

MIKE:

What Vegas?

TRENT:

We're going to Vegas.

MIKE:

When?

TRENT:

Tonight, baby.

MIKE:

You're crazy.

TRENT:

I'll pick you up in a half an hour.

MIKE:

I'm not going to Vegas.

TRENT:

Shut up- yes you are. Now listen to Tee.

We'll stop at a cash machine on the way.

A long thoughtful pause.

MIKE:

I can't lose more than a hundred.

TRENT:

Just bring your card. Half an hour.

MIKE:

Wait.

TRENT:

What?

MIKE:

What are you wearing? I mean, we should

wear suits.

TRENT:

Oh... Now Mikey wants to be a high

roller.

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