Just get the camera.
It's in the closet.
- Don't go in the closet.
- [Crash]
[Dog Barking]
Such assholes.
I can't believe it.
You should check that out.
Why do you always
have to argue?
I'm not arguing. I am not!
I am not!
Yes, you are. Yes, you are.
Every time I do something,
bitch, bitch, bitch.
Bitch is a female dog.
I am not even.
What's that supposed
to mean?
Shit!
Shoot!
Ted, that's
a Rolls-Royce.
Ted, that's the prom queen.
You got two girls
in one night.
I told you dudes
I was hot.
Hot? You're a legend!
Will you shut up?
People around here work,
all right?
Will you hurry it up?
I'm breaking, like,
30 major laws here.
You know, Ted,
nobody's gonna
believe you.
No way.
That, my friends,
is what the pictures
are for. Okay?
Just get that thing
there.
- Are you guys ready?
- Wait, hold on.
Put it down just a bit.
You guys know what
you're doing here?
All right,
just a minute.
How's this look?
Very nice.
Wait, black and white. It would
capture the moment so nicely.
Oooh.
Will you take
the picture already?
You're pissin' me off,
I'm tellin' ya.
Smile, pumpkin.
What?
Oh! Pictures!
Cheers!
##["Wedding March, '"
Wagner]
[Sniffing]
[Laughing]
Marlene! Ohh!
Chill out, boy.
Mike, honey.
Go get dressed.
I can't believe it.
Ginny's not in the shower.
I wouldn't go in there.
Grandpa Fred was in there
for a half an hour.
It's totally polluted.
Get dressed.
It's your nose.
They never listen.
What was he wearing?
Well, he would have...
He was wearing a red argyle
sweater and tan trousers.
Mmm. And red shoes.
Hmm?
No, he's not retarded.
Now, what can I do to help?
Well, you could finish
the French toast.
Good.
I'll, uh... I'll just open
the doughnuts.
Good thinking.
Oops. Don't wanna
lose the nails.
I'll just wait till I
hear from you, then.
Voila. Breakfast is ready.
Oh, Sam.
Sam, I am so sorry
about your birthday.
It's okay.
I'll recover.
It's important to you.
And yesterday morning,
you were trying to tell me.
It's okay, Mom.
[Sniffling]
These things
sometimes happen.
Oh, honey, I just
feel miserable.
You'll feel better.
Who died?
Uh...
Is there something
you want to say to your sister?
What? Are you kidding?
Where should I start?
I mean about her birthday.
It was yesterday.
We all forgot.
[Laughing]
Classic.
Deep down,
he's really sorry.
[Together]
No, he's not.
I have to go to this
wedding and look like
Miss Pretty Princess...
in this dipshit's
bridesmaid's dress.
I don't have one-tenth
of the bod to fill
the stupid bust up.
So what?
Should I just waste myself
and spare the agony?
I was gonna tell you something,
but maybe I shouldn't.
It's pretty bad.
You may as well.
Nothing could shock me
anymore.
[Exhales]
Last night at the dance,
my little brother paid a buck
to see your underwear.
[Screams]
Geez! I hate that
rock 'n' roll rubbish!
Well, I'm afraid it's
here to stay, Howie.
##[Rock]
Sam, you're dragging
your dress, honey. Pick it up.
Come on, Ginny.
Hurry up, Susie.
Why is she so slow?
Do not fuss at your sister.
It's her wedding day.
Big deal.
All right, is everybody in? Oh, dear.
Are you all right, Ginny?
[Indistinct Chattering]
Come on, everybody.
Get in the car, please.
We're late already.
[All Chattering At Once]
Helen, will you get in the car?
I don't know what
they're fussing about.
Helen, get in the car!
[Chattering Continues]
[Fred]
Hey, Howard, there's
your Chinaman.
[Howard]
Thanks, Fred.
Bye, Dong.
What the...
What's he doin'
on the ground there?
[Helen]
What happened?
Hold a mirror
in front of his mouth.
Howard! He's dead!
Aw, shit.
I pay seven grand for a wedding,
I'll never see it!
Oh, watch your language,
Mr. Dirty Mouth.
Oh, thank God,
he is still warm.
Oh, good.
Here, l-I'll help you.
Roll him over.
[Everyone Groans]
Ugh.
[Gagging]
Canine cologne.
Oh, no