Honeymoon in Vegas Quotes
On her deathbed, a mother makes her son promise never to get married, which scars him with psychological blocks to a commitment with his girlfriend. They finally decide to tie the knot in ... See full summary »
Jack Singer: Betsy, hi, so what's the story?
Betsy: I have to pack.
Jack Singer: We can leave! What did you work out?
Betsy: Um, he's taking me to Hawaii. It's only for a few days.
Jack Singer: Come on. You're so like blithe about this all of a sudden, like you don't give a damn.
Betsy: Of course I give a damn but this was not my idea okay, Jack. Poker was not my idea.
Jack Singer: Would you please stop crucifying me with this?
Betsy: Where's my bag?
Jack Singer: He's going to jump all over you the second he gets there.
Betsy: I won't let him. Oh please, Jack, give me a little credit.
Jack Singer: He'll overcome you. What happens if you start screaming? It's like a jungle over there. He probably has servants and bodyguards and believe me they will drug you.
Betsy: His son is going to be there, Jack. His grandaughter Tiffany will be there.
Jack Singer: She knows the kid's name already. Listen, you'll be back Monday?
Betsy: I don't know. Probably Tuesday or Wednesday.
Jack Singer: Tuesday or Wednesday? That's almost a week!
Betsy: What, you expect us to fly back and forth to Hawaii in 2 days?
Jack Singer: Us? Already it's us.
Betsy: Oh don't be infantile. I'm trying to make the best of this.
Betsy: I have to pack.
Jack Singer: We can leave! What did you work out?
Betsy: Um, he's taking me to Hawaii. It's only for a few days.
Jack Singer: Come on. You're so like blithe about this all of a sudden, like you don't give a damn.
Betsy: Of course I give a damn but this was not my idea okay, Jack. Poker was not my idea.
Jack Singer: Would you please stop crucifying me with this?
Betsy: Where's my bag?
Jack Singer: He's going to jump all over you the second he gets there.
Betsy: I won't let him. Oh please, Jack, give me a little credit.
Jack Singer: He'll overcome you. What happens if you start screaming? It's like a jungle over there. He probably has servants and bodyguards and believe me they will drug you.
Betsy: His son is going to be there, Jack. His grandaughter Tiffany will be there.
Jack Singer: She knows the kid's name already. Listen, you'll be back Monday?
Betsy: I don't know. Probably Tuesday or Wednesday.
Jack Singer: Tuesday or Wednesday? That's almost a week!
Betsy: What, you expect us to fly back and forth to Hawaii in 2 days?
Jack Singer: Us? Already it's us.
Betsy: Oh don't be infantile. I'm trying to make the best of this.
