DENTONIAN: Here they come!

(I Dentoniani applaudono e TIRANO IL RISO, il pubblico ANCHE!!!)

FOTOGRAFO: Let's get a picture. Close together now.

The folks and then the grandparents. Just of the close family.

Ahhh, hold that. Beautiful. And... (scatta la foto)

DENTONIAN: Congratulations.

RALPH: (a Brad) Well, I guess we finally did it, huh.

BRAD: I don't think there's any doubt about that. You and Betty have been almost inseparable since

you met in Dr. Scott's Refresher class.

RALPH: Well to tell you the truth, Brad, That's the only reason I showed up in the first place.

(ridacchia)

BETTY: O.K. you guys, this is it. (tutte le ragazze gridano)

RALPH: Well Betty's going to throw the bouquet.

JANET: (prende il bouquet)

("Hey Janet, do you have syph?")

I got it! I got it!

RALPH: Hey big fella

("How would you know?")

, looks like it could be your turn next, eh?

BRAD: Who knows?

RALPH: Well, so long, see you Brad.

("See you sucker")

Guess we better get going now Betty. Come

on, hop in.

("Think about it asshole!")

(Brad batte sulla macchina due volte. Gli Hapshatt se ne vanno)

(Una scritta dice "Be just and fear not")

JANET: Oh Brad, wasn't it wonderful?

("No!")

Wasn't Betty radiantly beautiful?

("No!")

I can't believe it. An hour ago she was just plain old Betty Monroe, and now...

("now she's a slut")

now she's Mrs. Ralph Hapshatt.

("Ape-SHIT")

BRAD: Yes Janet, Ralph is a lucky guy.

("No he's not, she's got syph")

DENTONIAN: I always cry at weddings.

("So do I, honey")

BRAD: Everyone knows that Betty is a wonderful little cook.

("Yeah, a wonderful little cock-sucker!")

JANET: Yes.

("Yes Denton! Home of the happiness")

BRAD: Why Ralph himself, he'll be up for a promotion in a year or two.

("If he doesn't get busted first")

JANET: Yes.