Steve:
Hey, nice bulbs, Emily. Oh, and I don't mean that metaphorically.
Doug Butabi:
[
Yelling at his dad] Are you seeing planes? Is your name Tattoo? Because I swear to God, you're living on Fantasy Island.
Steve:
[
Interrupts] Man, that was a sweet show!
Doug Butabi:
[
to Steve in agreement] Yeah it was, wasn't it?
Doug Butabi:
You can take away our phones and you can take away our keys, but you can NOT take away our dreams.
Steve Butabi:
Yeah, because we're, like, sleeping when we have them.
Mr. Zadir:
[
Interrupts Doug explaining his concept for a night club] Wait a minute, did you just grab my ass?
Doug Butabi:
No.
Mr. Zadir:
Do you want to?
Doug Butabi:
[
Confused but wanting to impress Mr. Zadir] No... shh... shh... should I?
Mr. Zadir:
[
laughs] Okay, continue.
Doug Butabi:
So anyways, I was standing there waiting to use the pay phone.
Steve Butabi:
Yeah, he was, seriously.
Doug Butabi:
And this guy who was on the phone, turns around and tips his hat like this.
Steve Butabi:
And who do you think that guy was?
Doug Butabi:
Emilio Estevez.
Steve Butabi:
The Mighty Duck man, I swear to God, I was there.
Doug Butabi:
Of course you were, you were the one who yelled the Breakfast Clubber's name.
Steve Butabi:
I was like, "Emilio."
Security Guard:
Nobody gets in unless they talk to the list.
Doug:
We're on the list.
Security Guard:
Name?
Steve:
Steve and Doug Butabi.
Security Guard:
You're brothers?
Doug:
No...
Doug, Steve:
YES.
Doug:
Man. Works every time.
Security Guard:
That's very funny.
Steve:
Yeah, Doug's hilarious.
Cambi:
I can't believe we actually had sex with these asswads.
Mr. Zadir:
Dooey, did you just grab my ass?
Dooey:
Sir, from where I'm standing, that's a physical impossibilty.
Mr. Zadir:
Oh, I know your tricks, Dooey!
[
on his marriage]
Steve Butabi:
Dad, is there any way I can get out of this?
Kamehl Butabi:
[
Mocking Steve and Doug's repeated joke] Yes... nooooooo.
[
trying to pick up some women]
Doug Butabi:
So... you guys wanna make out or what?
[
lining up outside The Roxbury]
Doug Butabi:
So... you want to dance?
Girl:
We're not in the club yet.
Doug Butabi:
Right.
Kamehl Butabi:
What I do understand is that you're going to a big new hot club tonight. Is that what it is?
Doug Butabi:
That's right.
Steve Butabi:
Exactly.
Kamehl Butabi:
What I don't understand is how you're gonna get there.
[
Kamehl takes their car keys]
Doug Butabi, Steve Butabi:
[
In perfect synchronization] What are you doing? Go- Tsh. C'mo- Man!
Steve Butabi:
Oh my God, Doug. This is the most amazing place I've ever been.
Richard Grieco:
Guys, guys. This is the coat room. The club's in here.
Cambi:
There you are. We got scared.
Doug:
Of who, we'll kick his ass.
Cambi:
No, we got scared someone stole you away from us.
Doug:
Oh...
[
Gets it]
Doug:
OH, like some other girls would steal us away.
Steve:
Oh...
Steve:
[
getting it] OH!
Kamehl Butabi:
Richard Grieco, you see right through me.
Doug Butabi:
[
Doug reaches behind Cambi's neck and grabs the tag on her dress while they're sitting on the bed]
Cambi:
What are you doing?
Doug Butabi:
Checking your label. Just as I thought! Maaaade in heaven...
Cambi:
[
Irritated] Doug, I think you're past the opening lines.
Doug Butabi:
[
Swallows nervously] Hey, hey, hey! Is that a mirror in your pocket?
Cambi:
What?
Cambi:
'Cause I can see myself in your pants!
Cambi:
[
Grabs Doug's collar and pulls him in close] Doug, if I told you you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?
Doug Butabi:
[
laughs nervously and then stops, shocked] Umm... What?
New Club Waiter:
Mr. Zadir, Dooey just called from Pismo Beach. He says there's no way he could've grabbed your ass.
Mr. Zadir:
What is he up to now?
Doug Butabi:
[
Speaking into the phone while Steve listens] Hi. You've reached Doug Butabi. I'm not here right now because I'm too busy outside living it up, unlike my pussy-whipped brother who's too busy throwing his life away for EMILY. Beep.
Steve:
Hi! Doug! Sorry I missed you...
Steve Butabi:
I'm used to seeing Doug behind the register. I miss him.
Kamehl Butabi:
He's in the guest house. It's 10 feet away. It's a mansion in there.
Steve Butabi:
It doesn't have cable.
Kamehl Butabi:
Yes it does. It has Cinemax!
Steve Butabi:
But there's no HBO! GOD!
[
runs off crying]
Craig:
Man, I owe you...
[
pulls out an energy bar called "Big Time"]
Craig:
BIG TIME! For bringing me here!
Doug Butabi:
Idiot.
Craig:
You know Doug, just because you and your brother are having problems, that's no reason to refer to my intellectual capacity in a diminutive manner.
Steve Butabi:
Good, how are you?
Doug Butabi:
About 8 o'clock, 8:15. Yeah, all the time.
Steve Butabi:
BMW.
Doug Butabi:
Right at sunset.
Steve Butabi:
Vanilla mostly.
Steve:
What's up?
Hottie Cop:
Did you know you were doing 50?
Doug Butabi:
[
whispers to Steve] Hottie cop likes you.
Steve:
Does not.
Doug Butabi:
Think she pulls over just anybody? Make a move.
Steve:
What's up?
Hottie Cop:
Just giving you an $80 ticket.
Doug Butabi:
[
whispers to Steve] She is *so* into you
Hottie Cop:
I want you to do me a favor.
Steve:
What ever you say, "T.J. Hooker".
Hottie Cop:
[
laughs] Please obey all posted speed limits. Have a good night
Steve:
It's already been good, now that you have served and protected me.
[
Hottie cop leaves]
Doug Butabi:
Way to my friend! Not only did you got her badge number, but you got a date to meet her at the Municipal State Court. Up top!
[
High Five]
Doug Butabi:
Very nice!
[
High Five]
Doug Butabi:
[
Steve slaps Doug hard across the face] What was the point of that?
Steve:
Sorry...
Dooey:
[
Obviously angry] Those cans of fluffy whip were a real big hit at the party. Mr. Zadir had me out until two A.M. looking for more.
Steve:
From dusk 'til dawn. You, sir, are a party animal!
Cambi:
Yeah, yeah, Joanie loves Chachi, but does Chachi give a flyin' fuck about Joanie?
Barbara Butabi:
Steve, don't hit on the bridesmaid. It's your wedding.
Kamehl Butabi:
Can you wait until after the ceremony please?
Doug Butabi:
Why go out for a burger when you got steak at home?
Steve:
Yeah, we should go for lunch after this.
[
repeated line]
Richard Grieco:
I just don't want to be sued.
Kamehl Butabi:
What are you doing? You come in to my store and cut up my plants and make toys of them!
Doug Butabi:
It's *NOT* a toy! It's a club with a jungle theme!
Kamehl Butabi:
You're a jungle theme!
Father Williams:
Steve, repeat after me.
Steve Butabi:
After me.
Steve:
What's up?
Hottie Cop:
Did you know you were doing 50?
Doug Butabi:
[
whispers to Steve] Hottie cop likes you.
Steve:
Does not.
Doug Butabi:
Think she pulls over just anybody? Make a move.
Steve:
What's up?
Hottie Cop:
Just giving you an $80 ticket.
Doug Butabi:
[
whispers to Steve] She is *so* into you
Hottie Cop:
I want you to do me a favor.
Steve:
What ever you say, "T.J. Hooker".
Hottie Cop:
[
laughs] Please obey all posted speed limits. Have a good night
Steve:
It's already been good, now that you have served and protected me.
[
Hottie cop leaves]
Doug Butabi:
Way to go my friend! Not only did you got her badge number, but you got a date to meet her at the Municipal State Court. Up top!
[
High Five]
Doug Butabi:
Very nice!
[
High Five]
Doug Butabi:
[
Steve slaps Doug hard across the face] What was the point of that?
Steve:
Sorry...
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