Honeymoon in Vegas1992

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 granddaughter 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.