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Stifler: What the fuck is this! Who the hell changed the music?

Friend: Sorry, we thought this was more baby-friendly. Didn't we? Yes, we did.

Chester: Stifmeister!

Stifler: Chester! What have you cock-smokers been up to?

Chelster's partner: Well, we just got engaged.

Chester:Yeah.

Stifler: What? That's so fucking gay.

Chester: Yeah, Stifler, we are gay.

Chelster's partner: Half the lacrosse team was gay. You must have known that, right?

Chester: Dude, you walked in on Doug and Barry in the shower...

Stifler: I just thought they were wrestling.

Chester: They were.

Chester's partner: Yeah, they definitely were.

Chester: There just wasn't a loser that night.

Michelle: Are we sure this is Stifler's?

Dad: Ooh! Hors d'oeuvres! Why don't you give this to our host, son?

Classmate: Oh, my God! Look who it is.

Jim: Hey.

Classmate: Sorry for interrupting you guys last night. Bravo, by the way. Most wives stop doing that after they get the ring.

Michelle: What are you talking about?

Classmate: Did you change your hair color?

Jim: So, is your buddy, the other MILF guy, here tonight? I thought you always come to these things together.

Classmate: Let's just say that friendship is a two-way street. Excuse me.

Mia: Could this party get any lamer?

Oz: It's not so bad.

Mia: You want some E?

Oz: No. Why do you have that?

Mia: No one else here probably has any. Are you sure you don't want one?

Oz: Yeah. No... Yes. No.

Mia: Okay. Fine. More for me, then.

Finch: And there they are.

Jim: Finchy.

Stifler: There you guys are. Look around. Can you believe this shit?

Oz: Yeah, man. Nice work.

Jim: For you.

Stifler: What the hell am I supposed to do with this?

Finch: That's called wine, Stifler.

Stifler: No, no, no, no, not at my party. I'm going to get us some shots.

Jim: Hey, Kev.

Kev: Can I talk to you guys for a sec?

Jim: Yeah, sure. Wait here, I'll be right back.

Friend: So, you brought the goods?

Michelle: Right here.

Friend: I want to see.

Stifler: What the... Where did those fuckers go?

Dad: Hello, Steven.

Stifler: Mr. Levenstein.

Dad: Yes.

Stifler: You made it.

Dad: It is so great to see all you kids back in town. And what a terrific soiree you're throwing here tonight. Just wonderful!

Stifler: You know what? I'm going to get you fucked up. Have a shot.

Dad: Oh! No, no, no. I don't think so, Steven. I'm not much of a drinker.

Stifler: Drink it. Drink it! Drink it!

Dad: No, I can't.

Stifler: Drink it! Drink it! Awesome! Let's do another one.

Dad: I don't think so.

Jim: Look, Kev, you don't know for sure if anything happened.

Kev: I woke up next to her in bed, and all our clothes were off. I mean, whatever happened, I feel guilty.

Finch: Kevin, in France, it's only considered cheating if your wife catches you in the act.

Kev: She's here. I gotta go.