The Do-Over Page #2

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Come on, let's get real.

Let Maxi-Pad soak up your pain.

My life f***in' sucks.

Yeah.

I drive the same car.

I have the same job.

I talk to the same people.

I'm chasing the same girl...

except now I pay

all her credit card bills.

She still doesn't care about me.

I mean, I talked to these people tonight,

they're going parasailing,

motorcycle racing, cliff diving.

Oh, f*** all the people tonight.

They're all fat and old-lookin'.

Go to Antigua.

Jump off a cliff.

I'm too much of a p*ssy.

I would never do that.

Plus, I can't.

I can't go to Antigua.

I can't go anywhere,

I don't have a passport.

Oh!

You're not a p*ssy, Charlie.

You never were a p*ssy.

I'm just in a rut... a bad one.

I have so many responsibilities.

Like putting Ted-O's twins

through college?

Exactly, that is on the list.

I mean, what the hell happened to my life?

Can't give up hope, bud.

Wish I could start from scratch.

Just get it right this time.

Hey, maybe this is the weed,

I think there's some girl spying on us.

- 5'5"?

- Yeah.

- Dark wig?

- Yeah.

- Button nose?

- Yeah.

- Don't acknowledge her.

- Oh.

It's my f***ing psycho ex-girlfriend.

Is she stalkin' you?

She can't quit me.

- I gotta talk to her.

- No, wait. Wait.

- I miss you.

- Well... good.

- Change your mind.

- Nope.

- Please.

- You gotta just f***ing be tough.

Just toughen the f***...

Oh, I hate you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's gonna leave you alone now.

No, I gave her my hotel key.

She drove all the way out here.

Might as well feed the giraffe a carrot

before I send her back to the zoo,

you know what I mean.

Damn it, man.

You are kicking ass and taking names.

You're doing it.

You should be doing that with me, Charlie.

- Like we always talked about.

- Yeah.

Hey... I hope I see you again.

Yeah, me, too.

Yeah. No, I'm here.

That's right.

I got dinner.

It's covered. I got Chinese.

Everything you want.

I got the six egg rolls,

four orange chickens,

two Kung Pao chickens.

Just the way you like it.

Oh... okay.

Uh... I'm here, I'm here, I'm here.

Uh, you sure?

Two more... Two more Kung Pao chickens,

are you sure?

- Excuse me.

- Okay, I gotta go. Bye.

Are you the manager?

Why, yes I am.

How can I help you?

Can you tell me where I can find

the kitty litter aisle?

Actually, I'm the bank manager.

Oh...

Palm Coast Savings is a bank

and we have nothing to do with Save & Pay.

Kitty litter?

It's aisle two.

Hey.

How was karate, boys?

See for yourself!

Hey, Mom, check it out.

Charlie pissed his pants.

Are you sure

you're not yankin' my crank?

This is real?

All expenses paid?

Naples, Italy?

Naples, Florida?

Oh!

Oh, my God, we so need this.

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