Wedding Crashers Page #3

"Wait! That's the girl

I'm going to marry!"

I now pronounce you

man and wife.

Mazel tov!

Mazel tov, baby! From my family

to yours, mazel tov. Beautiful.

Hava nagila

Hava nagila

Hava nagila,

ba ba ba!

Oh my.

You sly son of a b*tch.

Nagila, hava nagila

ve'nismecha

Hava nagila, hava...

Does anyone know what

this here is used for?

- Rolling a fatty.

- No, not...

not for...

where'd you learn that?

You want to get

a whole combination.

You gotta get the frostings in the middle

and on the other end.

- Ba-ba ba ba

- That's it, that's it, that's it,

that's it! Come on!

You both look beautiful

up there today,

particularly Debbie in that white

dress. Enjoy it. After tomorrow,

I don't think you're gonna be able to get

away with wearing a white dress.

Here, I'll just pick this off,

I'll go grab

another piece. That's it.

- Ooh!

- Whoa.

In the words of the old country...

- L'chaim!

- L'chaim!

Come here!

I want you to take this note,

bring it to that blonde girl.

Hurry, 'cause I'm

gonna time you. Go!

Hi.

Who gave this to you?

You know, I saw you

at the wedding.

- And?

- You were crying.

Oh, sh*t. You weren't

supposed to see that.

Now you probably think

I'm a big p*ssy.

No, you were so sweet.

Come here.

Look, I knew I was never gonna be

a professional bullfighter,

- but that's not why I did it.

- Weren't you scared?

Can I say yes?

- Sanjay Collins.

- Chuck Vindaloo,

excited to be here.

- Shamus O'Toole.

- Bobby O'Shea.

- And we're gonna get drunk.

- Ha-ha!

Keep it comin', love,

keep it comin', love...

- Who is that?

- Uh, him.

Uh, I think that's his kid Leonard.

The diabetic.

- Who is that?

- That's Luigi and Gina's

son Christopher.

You know, the banker.

Oh, that's Mae Lin's adopted son Benny,

the veterinarian.

The French Foreign Legion?

Yeah. We lost a lot

of good men out there.

Wow, really? Mount Everest?

I just don't like to talk about it

because we lost

so many good men out there.

Oh!

Lost so many

good men out there.

Playing with the Yankees?

Yes, with the Yankees.

You lose good men

to trades and unruly fans.

L... look, I don't want

to talk about it, I'm sorry.

It's just a matter

of trying to get it down.

Tattoo on the lower back.

Might as well be a bull's-eye.

You know how they say

we only use 10% of our brains?

- Mmm.

- I think we only use 10% of our hearts.

I feel so tiny in your arms.

Really?

How tall are you?

I'm 6'5", but...

I feel like I'm four feet.

And some poetry,

courtesy of Sarah McLachlan.

You've been

so good to me

You know you

make me wanna shout

Kick my

heels up and shout

Throw my head

back and shout!

- Kick my heels up and shout!

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