The Making of 'The Sweetest Thing' Page #3

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That's why chicks

always go to the bathroom together.

It's so obvious that you like this guy.

Why are you being such a p*ssy about it?

Why are you making such a big deal out of it?

If you haven't noticed,

there's plenty of guys out there.

See you later.

- What's your problem?

- What's your problem?

- Hi.

- Hi.

Hey, Peter.

- Eric!

- Be right there.

You don't have to do this.

I know, but I want to. I spilled your drink.

Can I buy you another one?

Okay.

I want to apologize.

I shouldn't have been impolite to your friend.

If I was, I didn't mean to.

My brother is waiting for me

and I got nervous, I guess. I don't know.

I mean, otherwise, I'd be all over your friend.

I'm the one who should apologize. I was rude.

No, I understand. You were protecting

your friend. Anyone would've done that.

I thought that was sweet.

Jesus.

- We good now?

- Yeah.

Good.

I should get back to my friends.

Okay.

Thanks for the drink.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Have a good night.

- You, too.

Can you take this? I'm a total loser.

I just struck out with this guy.

One more thing.

Should I be upset that my ex-girlfriend

has her tongue down that guy's throat?

Oh, my God!

- Jane!

- I guess I blew my chance.

- That could have been you.

- Lf I wasn't such a dick.

- Was I really a dick?

- Yeah. You were a dick.

We should start over. Why don't I walk by,

and you grab me like before?

- I didn't grab you.

- You grabbed me.

You grabbed me right on the ass.

I don't grab, okay?

Pete!

Excuse me.

Dude! Where you been? Everybody's waiting.

After-hours party back at the hotel.

These two pigs are good to go.

Did I mention that we have

the Freddie Mercury Suite?

She puked on him!

Again? God, she's like a hose.

Go help her, please.

Or not.

She's out. We're one short. Who's this chick?

- She is hot. Bring her.

- What?

F*** me. You have so much...

You've got to come. Let me tell you why.

You'll never find anyone better than my brother.

He is the greatest...

That hurts me. Just look at him.

Chicks freak on this guy. Come on, now.

He is the sh*t and that's why

he's in my wedding on Saturday.

- No.

- Yes.

- No.

- Just trying to help out.

'Bye!

Ladies, big party. Four Seasons, room 402.

You're invited, you're invited.

All right, I'm leaving.

- That's my brother.

- He's special.

Careful, that's puke. Don't touch me.

When is the wedding?

Saturday afternoon up in Somerset.

That's where we live.

That's nice.

Peter! It's looking like now.

You're pinching my arm skin.

I better go. But for real this time.

- It was nice to meet you.

- Very nice to meet you. I had a great time.

Me, too.

Come by the party if you want to.

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