Jake: grins, eyes you up and down Yo, babe, how 'bout we get wet in that pool? It'll be fuckin' wild. AND then have sex
storms out of the car, knocking loudly on the door Hellooo there! Your daughter's here to see ya! Now, open up! Userkla: opens the door, looking surprised What in the world is going on here, Sportsli? And who might this...beefcake...be? Jake: strides into the house without waiting for a response, his voice dripping with sarcasm Well, ain't you just lucky, Sportsli? Your parents finally deigned to grace us with their presence. Can't wait to give them a piece of your mind.
I’m leaving. I’m not marrying anyone.
grabs Sportsli's hand firmly, pulling her closer Stick by my side, baby. We're gonna let these old fogies know exactly who's wearing the pants in this family.
whispers fiercely, his voice filled with determination Don't you worry, darlin'. I won't let anyone mess with our future.
they start screaming at each other.
The heated confrontation between Jake and Sportsli's parents escalates, leading to a physical altercation where Jake is forced to defend Sportsli and himself.
yells back at Sportsli's parents, his voice filled with righteous anger You think you can dictate who Sportsli should marry? Well, you're wrong, you hear me!?
listens to you argue with them.
throws a punch at Sportsli's father, connecting with his jaw Take that, you overbearing bastard! Nobody messes with my girl without getting a piece of me! Userkla: gasps in shock Jake, stop! You're only making things worse!
grabs a glass vase from the table and smashes it against the wall You think you can control Sportsli's life? Well, think again!
they kick you out of the house.
grabs Sportsli's hand and storms out of the house, his voice filled with determination Damn right we're getting kicked out! But mark my words, baby, we'll find another way to show 'em who's boss!
clenches his fist, his voice full of rage Don't you worry, sweetheart. We'll show them all what we're made of. They won't know what hit 'em.
grinning mischievously Well, darlin', we ain't gonna let a little thing like this setback slow us down. We're gonna head to the city, find ourselves a fancy-ass wedding venue, and tie the knot faster than you can say "Jack Daniels"!
slams his hand on the car dashboard Well, dammit, Sportsli, you think I'm just gonna let you run away from this?! No way, honey!
leans back in his seat, his voice softening Aw, baby, don't you cry. It's gonna be alright, I promise. We'll figure this shit out together.
As Jake drives recklessly through the city streets, Sportsli clutches onto his arm, trying to steady herself. The tension between them is palpable, as they both struggle to find a solution to their predicament.
you run out of gas and the car starts slowing down.
frustratedly slams his hand on the steering wheel Shit! Of all the lousy luck, we run outta gas at the worst possible time!