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A man and a woman are compelled, for legal reasons, to live life as a couple for a limited period of time. At stake is a large amount of money.
[after Joy is dumped by her fiancé] Tipper: You know what? I can get a couple of my brother's loser ass friends to go over to Mason's apartment , knock on the door and when he opens it wham! They'll junk-punch him all up in his man business and he'll fall to the floor whaling and crying "why?" and then we'll say "you know why!" Joy McNally: Wow! Did you just make that up? Tipper: No, I thought about it a lot on the way over
Judge R. D. Whopper: ...Listen, I've been married for twenty five years to the same wonderful, infuriating woman. And granted there are days when I want to light her on fire but I don't, because I love her. And that would be illegal. And you know something, and I might be old fashioned but when I said those vows, I meant them.
Jack Fuller: Hey, don't get hit by a bus [door slams behind Joy] Jack Fuller: . Or do, whatever.
Jack Fuller: ...We got robbed. All they took was the door.
Tipper: If I could kill someone with my mind right now, it would be you.
Jack Fuller Sr.: You're like a son to me. Jack Fuller: Dad, I am your son.
Hater: This is my lesbian sister. Tell them about your softball team, tell them about your team.
Jack Fuller: Will to be married to me... again? Joy McNally: [sighs] Being with you makes me be myself again so I will be married to you... again. [they kiss] Joy McNally: I quit my job. Jack Fuller: Good thing we have a ton of money!
Joy McNally: Is there any part of the night, I don't know, maybe say the part where I was about to marry the rebound guy, that you thought, 'hey oh my God, this is a really good time for an intervention'? Tipper: [extremely hungover] Seriously? Joy McNally: Yeah. Tipper: I like... threw up in my own purse... so...
Mason: [after being punched in the nuts] Why? Tipper: You know why!
Hater: You're falling for your wife! Idiot!
Jack Fuller: [accepting an award] I have to thank my wife Joy. She probably never told you all the story about how we met. It might come as a surprise to many of you that we didn't know each other for very long before we got hitched. What can I say - when you know, you know.
Joy McNally: The grown-ups have to go to work today... What are you going to do all day? Jack Fuller: I don't know yet [shoves cereal in mouth] Joy McNally: Hmph. Jack Fuller: I'd rather do nothing and be happy than do something I know I don't love. Joy McNally: Words to live by, Yanni.
Judge R. D. Whopper: [referring to Jack and Joy] Gay people aren't ruining the sanctity of marriage, you people are!
Joy McNally: That's just the topping I wanted on my popcorn. I know the box said its movie theater butter, but you guessed it. What I really wanted was Jack's Sweaty ballsack flavor! Jack Fuller: I'm just giving you what you want, baby.
Hater: I'm the law, bitch!
Tipper: I just wanna junk-punch him in his man business.
Jack Fuller: If you stop betting, you never have to lose. Joy McNally: I'd bet on you, Jack.
Banger: So you're the lucky guy? Jack Fuller: Yeah, Jack Fuller [shakes Banger's hand] Banger: Hi, i'm Richard Banger, you're in my seat! Jack Fuller: Hold on a second, your name is Richard Banger? Banger: Yeah! Jack Fuller: So your name is Dick Banger! Dick Banger! Dick Banger!, you my friend have supplied us with jokes for the whole weekend. Banger: And you must be Jack? Jack off! Jack off!, give it to me baby! [Jack & Banger embrace each other] Jack Fuller: And the old man is quick enough to think of a comeback Jack Fuller: Jack off!, I actually like that
Jack Fuller: It's like you're trying to come in first, but it's someone else's race.
Mason: Well, this is my place so technically you'd be the one... who has to leave, but... are you crying? Mason: [switches on light] Tipper: Surprise... Mason: Oh... shit balls...
Jack Fuller: [standing outside the bathroom door] Can you hurry up? Joy McNally: [from inside the bathroom, taking her time] Almost done! [walks into the kitchen to find Jack pissing in their sink] Jack Fuller: Oh yeah, this is really happening. Oh, and it's your day for dishes.
Chong: I eat girls like you. Joy McNally: You eat girls? Chong: That's not what I me... Joy McNally: No, makes sense. Chong: No! I'm not... Joy McNally: Totally understandable.
Tipper: You know why.
Jack Fuller: [before entering their first marital counseling session] You ready for this? Joy McNally: Pretend that you don't make me vomit in my nose every time I look at you? Definitely.
Hater: I didn't invent hip hop... but I was there!
Hater: Take him to court. It might be nice. Jack Fuller: What am I going to do about money? Hater: Wow, you're just realizing that, right now? Fascinating.
Jack Fuller: How hard can it be? Joy McNally: I know how hard it isn't.
Hater: You should never let a chick get in your head; that's why I prefer not to even talk to my dates.
Dave the Bear: Do you even know how to drive an automatic?
Jack Fuller: Where's the one place where you can step up and be a man? Hater: Community college?
Hater: [talking to tipper] You know what stripper? You're kind of a disgusting skank.
Hater: I can have a vial of crabs here in 30 minutes.
Hater: Lavender, you get on my head.
Jack Fuller: I did take myself out of the game. If you stop betting, you never have to lose.
Chong: Be whoever you want to be, you'll still gonna be my subordinate. Joy McNally: Excuse me? Chong: It's from the Latin, meaning "my bitch."