Role Models (6/9) Movie CLIP - Not Sturdy Wings Material (2008) HD

Can you guys please call me and let me know where you are?
Ronnie just got in. He walked all the way home. What the hell...
You're out. Look...
You're out. Look...
No, no, no, no. It's over. You blew it. It's done. Okay?
I hear what you're saying. We're very sorry, but we're 11 hours short.
And you're gonna stay 11 hours short, okay? I don't know.
Parents don't want you hanging around with their kids for some reason.
So you BSed a BSer.
Good for you! I hope you feel good about yourself, God damn it!
You know, I could be back in New York
doing cocaine in the Village, but I'm not.
You know why? Kids come first.
They don't come first for you, do they?
They come second to your selfishness.
So why don't you two guys go home,
put down some lines of selfishness,
which is your blow,
close the shades, take the phone off the hook,
grab a straw and snort?
And don't expect me to testify on your behalf.
You're not Sturdy Wings material.
(PHONE BEEPING)
I think you guys are gonna have to go to jail.
The only thing we can do now
is make a case at the hearing that you did your best.
It's gonna take some serious lawyering on my part.
Yeah. Beth, please. Lawyer the shit out of it.
I just can't promise anything.
Yes, Wheeler? Question.
Maybe a stupid one, but I'm just spit-balling here.
The Get Out of Jail Free card,
is that based on something that exists or...
That wasn't a stupid question.
That's real.
It's real in the game of Monopoly.
Yeah, it's based on true events.
How... What do you mean?
Chance.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
I can't believe we're going to jail.
Believe it.
Hey, maybe you'll roll doubles. You know?
If not, you just miss three turns.
Game face, bro.
I told you. Game face.
Enough with the game face, all right?
This isn't beach volleyball.
Is it not? Because, if you think about it,
the net is like your goals in life, and you are the ball.
And you can spike the ball down, or you, over the net.
Shut up, shut up, shut up. Then you go into sidelines.
It's bad enough I'm going to jail.
I can't take it anymore with you yapping away.
Yap, yap, yip, yip.
"Bang your drum, bro." Maybe I should be like you.
"I hate myself, yet I'm better than everyone."
You're one to talk. You took a 10-year-old to a party
and left him so you could go get a blow job.
Hey.
It wasn't a blow job. We fucked.
Please! Watch your language!
Sorry. Sorry.
You are an S-H-l-T-T-Y friend.
He can spell.
I'm not your friend.
Oh.
You wanna go?
(WOMAN SHRIEKING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Stop it!
(GROANS)