Best Of The World's Dysfunctional Couple | The Bounty Hunter (2010) | RomComs

Sid's bail bonds. Guess what I've got in my trunk. Sid's some sort of perverted innuendo. Who is this? Oh come on, Teresa. It's me. You know it's me. I need to talk to Sid. Yeah, well, Sid's not available right now. Last I heard he was trying to start a fire with two sticks and pure rage. Okay, just tell him that I got her. All right? And I'm bringing her in. I'll be back in two hours. And I want a bonus for bringing her in so quick. Yeah, well, I want a bonus for getting through the week without stabbing somebody with a fork. Week's not over yet. I got another call. Yeah, I gotta go too. Very busy. Bye-bye. This is Milo. I'm sorry, but I'm not in at the moment to take your call. Milo, get me out of the trunk, please. Nope. Oh, by the way, your boyfriend Stuart's been following me. He is not my boyfriend. Well, he seems to think he is. Well, I seem to remember a time that I thought you were quite the catch and that didn't pan out either. Yeah, he doesn't really seem your type. Listen. Okay, Milo, please. Please. I shouldn't have run. That was... You just... You look, you caught me off guard, all right? And to tell you the truth, I think I may really need your advice about something. Well, that's a real shame because I wouldn't help you if you were the last baby sea turtle dragging your tiny little body across the burning sand whilst hungry seagulls circled overhead. Nope. I just, uh, pull up a chair, sip a pina colada, and watch nature take its course. Hello? No, stop. Nick? Nicole? What? Hey, remember how we used to be in love? Yeah. Well, that means I know when you're crying for real and when you're faking it. Bye-bye. What? Milo! Oh, God. So good. What? And especially in the right jacket. So impressive. My chest. Oh, so strong, so solid. My lips. Dick. You're in the right jacket. Here is to our big, fat, ugly mistake. It kind of knocks you on your ass. It makes you want to do them all over again. What do you mean? Well, I, uh, well, wait. What mistake were you talking about? No, you just, you just said you had made a mistake. I did. So we're in, we're in agreement? But so did you. Yeah, so, so we both made a huge mistake. By getting married. Yeah, that, yeah. And getting divorced. But you know what? Hey, I screwed up. I screwed up and I'm, I'm sorry. Sometimes I, sometimes I really think it was all me. This is crazy. I kind of miss it. What? This. Us, you know, you. Of course I like you. I told you I was bringing you in. And we have, oh, five minutes to spare. Don't be mad, babe. Because we're never going to get this marriage thing going again. If you come into it with a lot of anger and resentment. I would like to be taken into custody, please. Officer. Where did you? Aren't I entitled to a phone call? How was your weekend, asshole? You set any, uh, more parades on fire? Actually, gentlemen, the rest of my weekend was pretty quiet. Yeah? Until now. It'll go to the internet edition immediately. And then all media outlets will have to come through us directly for the details. Thanks. Using your one call to phone in a story. That is so you. What are you doing here? It's a special night, remember? There's no way we're not spending it together. Can we go to the same cell together? Get in the cell, dickhead. I'm going. Crazy. Anniversary, sweetheart. Happy anniversary, sweetheart.