Good Luck Chuck script

All right, Kent!

Go, Hayley.

Seven minutes.

Go get 'em, cowboy.

See you in seven minutes.

Stu, run it by me again.

Kissing is first base.

Second base is boob.

- Third base is- - Finger.

- Finger? - Or thumb.

Okay.

Charlie, trust me.

Second base is what it's all about.

I'm all about the boobies.

Okay. Anything else?

An intentional walk is a kiss on the cheek.

An inside park home run is a blow job.

What's a blow job?

I have no idea,

but I overheard my dad saying

that he gets one once a year on his birthday.

So it must be good.

Yeah!

You, me.

Closet.

Seven minutes.

Heaven.

He's so gross.

Sorry, Jennifer.

Stop.

Don't touch me.

Stand on that side of the closet,

and I'll say we kissed.

I will... if you say we did the nasty.

No. I'll say we kissed.

Say I touched your boobies.

No! I'll say we kissed.

Okay.

I kissed your boobies.

Anisha!

Stop staring. You're freaking me out.

I'm looking at you 'cause I like you, Charlie.

It's okay.

Come on. You can do what you want.

That's okay. I'm kind of new at this.

Let me see your penis.

What's the matter? Don't you want me?

Oh, my God!

That's my boy.

He's probably blow-jobbing her.

Anisha! I can't breathe!

I love you, Charlie.

I've loved you since the third grade.

Um... thank you?

So you like to play hard to get.

Back off!

I've read in my mom's Cosmo

this is supposed to increase pleasure.

Don't worry. This is my first time, too.

First time what, killing?

No, Charlie. Making love.

Get off me, you freak!

Charlie Logan, you are not my boyfriend anymore.

I hex you!

You what?

I hex you. You will never be happy.

Around you love will fall like rain.

But you won't hold it. Your heart will pain!

Once the girl has been with you,

to the next she will be true!

Was that Phil Collins?

What happened?

Did you thumb her?

Charlie, we could get arrested for public indecency.

I like the way you think.

Okay.

All right!

Oh, my- Oh, my God, Carol.

I love you.

I love you!

Thank you.

I love you, Charlie.

Oh, that's nice.

"That's nice"?

I'm licking the sand off your balls,

and you say, "That's nice"?

No, I said, "Oh, my God" to that.

I said, "Oh, my God" very enthusiastically about the ball lick.

Hey, listen, I'm sorry.

I just don't think the "L" word should be thrown around casually.

The "L" word? What are you, eight?

How about the "F" word and the "you" word?

I can't believe you and Carol went belly-up, man.

She was so into you.

Yeah, well, she was a, uh, noisy eater.

It's that word, Stu: love.

I wanted to say it, but I just- I couldn't.

How can I say something if I don't feel it?

Easy. Lie.

What do you think all relationships are based on, man?

Lies.

"No, honey, your ass looks great in those jeans. "

"Honey, I love your parents. "

"You're kidding me. That sore right there? That's not herpes. "

You know what I'm saying?

So, then, who are you taking to Katie's wedding?

Oh, I don't know. You want to go?

Do bridesmaids give head in the coat room?

Of course I want to go!

You know how easy it is to score at a wedding?

Have you ever scored at a wedding?

Pacing myself.

Must be weird.

You were dating Katie six months ago,

and now she's marrying a doctor.

I'm a doctor.

He's a heart surgeon. You're a dentist.

It's like saying General Patton and Colonel Mustard

are both military men.

Hi, Dr. Stu.

Natalie.

I jerk off to her mammograms.

God, I love my job.

Every day is like Christmas.

Who are you working over today?

Dr. Charlie, you're five minutes late!

You've got four fillings, three cleanings,

two crowns, and a canal.

You've got too many patients,

and I've got too little patience

for you to be gabbing gossip

with Dr. Boob Jobs in the hallway.

How are you today, Reba?

Were you just looking at my tits?

Because I am more than happy

with what the Lord Almighty gave me.

I wasn't looking at your-

Come on, Dr. Charlie.

I don't want anybody else

When I think about you, I rub myself

I don't want anybody else

When I think about you, I touch myself

You are what-

Okay, you're my wingman.

If the blonde asks,

I'm the billionaire who invented string cheese.

If it's that redhead,

tell her I wrote "We Are the World. "

And, uh, if it's that cheerleader hottie over there,

my penis is in the Guinness Book of World Records:

girth, not length.

I want it to sound believable.

Holy shit.

Activate pelvis.

Yo, yo, yo, hold on to your pantyhose.

The hostess with the mostest

has got a toastess.

I just want to thank everybody

for coming to share this day with us.

I couldn't imagine being any happier

than I am right now.

Wait till tonight, sweetheart.

I know it's a little unorthodox,

but I'd also like to propose a toast...

to Charlie Logan.

Thank you, Charlie, for being my lucky charm.

To Charlie!

- To Charlie. - To Charlie.

So, you're that Charlie?

What Charlie?

You know, Charlie, the- the dentist.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Oh, no. Are you okay? - That's horrible.

- I'm all right. - I didn't- I didn't mean to.

Sorry about that.

Oh, jeez.

Here you go.

- Thanks. - Sure.

Oh. There I am.

Join us.

So, what did I miss?

Not much.

Same old- I do, I do.

"You may kiss the bride. "

White cake with raspberry filling,

and the doves being released,

but the doves refuse to leave.

I'm Cam. I went to college with the bride.

I'm Charlie. I used to date the bride.

Me, too.

Well, no. I mean, it was a one-time-only

experimental thing, sophomore year.

We were young. And drunk.

Is this person being dipped in acid?

Waiter, could we have some chloroform for the singer?

What are you going to sing?

I'm thinking about doing Bon Jovi "Livin' On a Prayer. "

Really? That's the one I was going to do.

- Oh, really? - No.

So, Cam, what do you do?

I run the Penguin Habitat at Aqua World.

Seriously, what do you do?

- Seriously? - Yeah.

I'm a serial killer.

My passion is killing people I meet at weddings.

What do you do?

FBl. You're under arrest.

Your run is over, Miss "Wexler,"

if that's your real name.

Actually, I am a dentist.

You're a dentist?

You'll love me. Perfect teeth. No cavities.

Want to see?

Oh, my! My legs!

I'm sorry.

Water!

Oh, no!

I'm sorry.

I'll just get in there and-

- That's all right. - I'm sorry.

Wait. Let me see, let me see.

- Thanks. - It looks like cum!

Well, here I am.

What are your other two wishes?

Stu, Cam. Cam, Stu.

- Hi. - Hi.

It's actually Doctor Stu.

I'm a reconstructive surgeon.

If anyone has an accident or is born with a deformity,

I'm there to help.

And by deformity, he means small breasts.

He's just jealous

because he has to clean plaque all day long

while I'm out making the world a better place.

Cam, you will not believe this doofus

that just tried to pick me up.

Oh. Hi.

Hi.

- Again. - Yeah.

Yeah.

I got to go.

Nice to meet you.

Tits and teeth.

I don't think she was into me.

Say, uh, ladies-

Hey, you.

Hey.

- You look great. - Thank you.

So do you.

So, how are you and Carol doing?

We're-

We're just giving each other a little space right now.

I worry about you sometimes, Chuck.

Always a bridesmaid, never a bride.

It's better to have loved and lost

than to have never loved at all.

I'll buy that when you can honestly tell me that you have loved.

<i>Touch?</i>

I just want to see you happy, Chuckles.

Attention, hot mamas.

Can we have all the single ladies

out on the terrace for the tossing of the bride's bouquet?

See you.

Ready, ladies?

One!

Two!

Three!

Morning, Reba.

Good morning, Dr. Logan.

Good morning, Doctor.

I think I have a cavity.

Me, too.

- Hey, Sharon. Is Stu in? - Hi.

Sharon- Oh, Dr. Logan.

Can you come back here for a second, please?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. We need you.

Dr. Logan-

This is Pleasure.

Nice to meet you.

The pleasure's all mine.

Get it?

"The pleasure's all mine"?

My name is Pleasure.

That is... enormously clever.

We need a second opinion.

What do you think?

Are they even?

So you knew they were even.

Of course they were even. I did them.

I just wanted you to see them

without having to pay for a lap dance.

How did you get a license to practice medicine?

You need a license?

Listen, have you noticed anything different about me?

Other than your aversion to fantastic, gigantic titties?

Women seem to be coming on to me

in an unusual manner.

Really?

That's crazy.

Charlie! Stuart.

Carol.

Are these back in season again?

You're getting married.

What can I say?

I guess you are a lucky charm.

You have 14 new messages.

Message 1.

Hey, Charlie. My name's Nicole Adams.

You don't know me,

but I got your number from Amy in Radiology.

I was wondering if we could meet up

for drinks one of these nights.

Hi, Charlie. My name's Julia.

I normally don't do this, but I'm desperate. Could you-

I'm not sure how you choose your dates,

but I'm 5'10", blonde-

Hello, Charlie. My name is Daisy.

Uh, actually in town-

Hi. My name is Bob.

No, it's not a wrong number. Hear me out.

Hi. This is Cindy.

I'm a friend of Katie's-

Hey, my name's Colleen-

Hey, there. We met at the gym.

StairMaster buddies?

Eat up, Shadow.

Last chance before bedtime.

Good boy.

Grumpy, don't be a pig.

Don't be a pig. That's Chester's.

There you go.

Good boy.

Here, Dougie. Gobble it up.

Come here, Tina.

Grumpy, you're such a pig.

Joe, hurry up!

I want to go home.

Did you get lost back there?

Sorry.

Just taking five...

hits from my bong.

If they catch you with weed, you're going to get fired.

They don't care that you're my brother.

Oh, take a chillaxitive.

How is anybody going to know?

Maybe 'cause you smell like you've been bathing in bong water.

Sweet.

What's that in your pocket?

Oh, I was looking for this.

Three months.

Hey, Skully.

Joe! Joe, I'm slipping!

And you think I look wasted.

Grumpy, no!

You okay?

I think I chipped a tooth.

It's great to finally meet you.

Let me get that for you.

- Oh, thank you. - Sure.

- All right? - Yeah.

All right.

Are you ready?

Yeah, let's go.

Don't you want to, uh-

What?

I don't know, have dinner first?

Is that how this works?

How what works?

The thing.

The thing. The magic.

The charm.

Wait a second.

Gretel, what the hell are you talking about?

You're a lucky charm. You have with someone,

and then they find their true love.

Isn't that how it works?

Has everybody lost their minds?

That's ridiculous. That's absurd.

Do you want top or bottom?

Put that back in your secret booby place.

That's- No.

I don't want to take advantage of you.

Look, don't take this so seriously.

I'm certainly not.

I'm doing this on a lark.

And you won't be taking advantage of me.

Do you know how many loser boyfriends I have had?

Do you know how many times I have given myself-

body, mind, soul-

hoping that this was it, this was the one,

only to find out he was just another asshole?

Look, if there's a chance-

I mean even a. 0001 %%% chance that you're the key,

that being with you could open the door to something better,

well, I think I'd be taking advantage of you.

Do you want to have before or after dinner?

Actually, I have dinner plans.

I got to get that. It's my emergency line.

Oh. Emergency. Now, that's y.

Dr. Logan speaking.

Hey, it's Cam Wexler.

Remember, from the wedding?

The serial killer?

Yeah. Yeah, hi.

I'm sorry to bother you,

but I have a bit of a dental emergency.

You don't have to make up stories, Cam.

If you want to see me, all you have to do is ask.

No, seriously. I chipped a tooth,

and it's Saturday night,

and I don't know who else to call.

Oh, you chipped a tooth? How?

I slipped while having a fish fight,

slid down an ice ramp,

got tackled by a penguin,

and fell face-first into a fake ice boulder.

This is very common.

Do you know where my office is?

Yeah. I got your card right here.

I can be there in 20 minutes?

20 minutes. I'm leaving now.

Okay.

Okay, all fixed.

Does that hurt?

Can you describe the penguin that attacked you?

Very funny.

You can rinse.

So what really happened?

Did you get caught in the middle

of some North Pole- South Pole gang war?

There are no penguins in the North Pole.

That's polar bears.

You really are a penguin freak, aren't you?

Oh, you have no idea.

Obsessed is putting it mildly.

I believe you.

Oh, what's that?

Oh, I travel to Guatemala every year

to help some of the poorer villagers.

That's so sweet.

Sorry!

Oh! Oh, no! They went in!

They're in there!

- What's in there? - The things!

Oh, here.

Oh, I'm sorry.

This is bad.

- You're hurt. - It's okay.

I'm so sorry.

Should have worn that lead vest.

Oh, this always happens to me.

Are you okay?

Yes. Yeah, I'm fine.

- You sure? - I feel good.

Man. I hope you let me buy you a new shirt.

No. No, really. It's, uh, it's good.

But I hope you'll let me take you out to dinner...

sometime.

Trust me, you can do far more damage with a steak knife.

I'm sorry. I- I can't.

How much do I owe you for the tooth?

Wait a second. So you will draw first blood,

but you won't make it up to me?

Please, how much?

No.

Your money's no good here.

You sure?

I will not accept that.

Really?

Thank you.

Yes.

- I'm sorry. - No.

See you in six months for a routine stabbing.

- Bye. - Bye.

Change your mind?

My car won't start.

Sure it won't.

No, really. I left my lights on.

Fine. I'm pushing the car.

No, no, no, wait. I want to jump you.

Now?

Not now. Wait till I get this in here.

Now?

Oh!

You okay?

Yep.

Let's-

I'm so sorry.

No, no. It's fine. It's good.

Cauterized my wounds.

Thank you.

Thank you for fixing my tooth

and jumping my car.

Don't mention it.

And thank you for taking me home

to get my spare set of keys.

I have a feeling this kind of thing happens to you often.

My brother calls me Murphy.

Murphy?

You know, like, Murphy's Law:

anything that can go wrong, will.

Details.

Check out the thumb.

Holy crap!

What, did you get pissed off at a stamp?

How many bones have you broken?

- 12. - 12 bones?

I'm warning you, keep a safe distance.

Come on. I can't believe it's really that bad.

Is this the heat?

No!

Convertible top.

Oops.

Keep the meter running.

All right.

Oh, shit!

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Pardon my French.

I speak a little French, and that sounded like "shit. "

I left my house key on the car ring-

You know what? Doesn't matter.

Got it!

- Sorry. - You all right?

Yeah.

- Hope these are the right keys. - Yeah.

Thank you.

I'm sorry about the top,

and the, uh, nerve damage in the back,

and the whole electrocution thing, and-

I'd still like to pay for the tooth.

I told you. Buy me dinner.

Lunch.

Vending machine.

Drinks. Water. I'm easy.

I'm just...

not emotionally available at this time.

I'm okay with that.

I'm looking for more of a physical relationship anyway.

So I've heard.

I was kidding.

That was a joke. That was a stupid joke.

Okay. I- I get it.

So no way, then.

I'm sorry.

Good night, Dr. Logan.

Thank you.

I, uh...

Yeah.

Hi, Dr. Charlie.

Reba! What the hell are you doing here?

Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

I used the key you left me in case of emergencies.

What's the emergency?

I know about the charm.

Not you, too.

Somebody posted about you

on perfectmatch. com

It's an internet dating site.

Yeah, I know what it is.

This is out of control.

These stories are just coincidence.

That's what I thought.

But then I went to urbanlegends. com,

and nobody's disproved it.

Reba, I'll see you at work on Monday. Good night.

Dr. Logan, you've always been there for me.

When you need a day off, yes.

When you need a lift home, yes.

When Reggie died four years ago,

you sent that beautiful card.

Do you remember what you wrote?

"If there's anything I can do, please let me know. "

Yeah, but, uh-

Well, I'm letting you know.

That's not what I had in mind.

These panties are edible,

but I'd avoid the tush area

as I've been sitting for about three hours.

Reba, I'm not the guy for you.

I'm not saying you are.

But the next guy might be.

Dr. Charlie, if we're together,

I know I'll find my soul mate.

That- That's ridiculous.

No.

No, Reba. Don't cry. It's okay.

Come on, Dr. Charlie.

You got to do this for me. Please.

- Reba! - Charlie-

I can't do this.

Don't worry.

I'll do everything.

Please.

Just close your eyes

and imagine somebody beautiful.

I'll imagine you.

No one but you.

Reba?

You slept with Reba?

Shut up.

You shut up.

What the hell's the matter with you?

You're telling me that you have the power

to turn any hot chick out there-

any hot chick-

into a knob-gobbling, lance-waxing flesh monger,

and you're out there plowing the back 40 with Reba!

You don't know because you weren't there.

Thank God I wasn't there.

It's disgusting. It's revolting.

You're nasty.

How was she?

Dude, check it.

You see, that is the kind of tail you should be chasing.

I could suck a fart out of her ass

and hold it like a bong hit.

Nice stop, kid. Way to be.

Dude, these chicks,

they think that you're, like, a lucky charm, man.

I mean, you poke the poon,

she marries the next guy she dates after you.

It's not true.

Who cares if it's true?

Wake up, man.

You got it made.

What is it that all women want?

To get married,

raise crib midgets,

and apparently, buddy,

you got the ticket to the big show.

Do you know what this means?

Trim.

You're going to be seeing trim like Tommy Lee,

like Colin Farrell,

like Ellen DeGeneres- just-

Have you considered the possibility the reason

you haven't been laid in the last decade

has something to do with your routine use of the word "trim"?

Yeah!

Seven days a week, 56 weeks a year, trim!

That's my bad.

Where's your manners, shithead?

What did you say to me?

Little help here, honey?

Look, you and I are different, okay?

Besides the fact that I'm not retarded,

I don't want to take advantage.

- Dude. - Yeah.

Was Martin Luther King, Jr. taking advantage

when he said that thing in that place?

I don't think so.

Was Gandhi taking advantage when he was doing his thing?

No.

And don't tell me that Gandhi didn't score

some sweet-ass Native American trim.

Gandhi was Indian.

They don't like to be called that.

Dude, I thought you wanted to feel love.

I do.

So stop dipping your foot in the pool and dive the in!

And think about this, man.

You'd be providing a much-needed public service.

You'd be helping women find love.

Now, don't come bitching to me

you haven't found Miss Right yet

if you got women lining up for the position

and you're turning your back on them.

Nice.

I guess.

If I did it for the right reasons.

Whatever helps you sleep at night, biznatch.

No, no, no. Whoa, whoa. Don't take off my top.

Something wrong?

They're for the baby.

You have a baby?

No, but I will someday.

It's really good.

Fuck me.

Fuck me harder.

Oh. Yeah.

Fuck me!

- Fuck me! - I'm ing!

Fuck me, you cocksucking, cum-guzzling shithead!

Split my pussy in two!

You mothering asshole!

Is something wrong?

Oh, God.

Oh, God!

Oh, God! Oh, Jesus Christ, almighty!

God, my savior!

I shall adore thee from now until forever more!

Oh! Amen!

Would you like to pray with me now?

Uh... no.

Yeah, I don't do that with men.

Oh, yeah. That's it.

That's it!

That's definitely it!

That'll be my wedding dress.

What do you think?

Megan, I swear I know you from some place.

We went to high school together.

Megan...

What's your last name?

Gilles.

Gilles. I knew a Matthew Gilles.

God, you do look like him. Is that your brother?

Actually, that was me before the operation.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

- This just isn't working for me. - Yeah, right.

You're just gonna give up boning all these women?

These girls don't want to be with me.

They want to be with the next guy.

So what? The road to the next guy leads through you.

It's not that satisfying.

I'll tell you not satisfying.

Last night I masturbated into a grapefruit.

I put it in the microwave.

I heated it up a little bit, which helped,

but...

still.

You know, I read somewhere that penguins like to eat their own shit.

You have 108 messages.

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The female lays a single egg

and rolls it onto the feet of the male.

The male stands and incubates the egg

until it hatches, about 65 days.

Having built up a thick layer of fat

to sustain him through the long winter,

he never leaves the egg to hunt for food.

The female returns just before the chick hatches.

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask.

What are you doing here?

Are you telling me that the male penguin

really lives off his own fat for 65 days

while he's protecting the egg?

You think that the female could bring him, like, a mackerel burger?

Seriously, why are you here?

Look, I don't buy the whole

"I'm not emotionally available" thing.

Are you dying?

Is that why you don't want to get involved with me?

Because you don't wanna hurt me when you die?

No, I'm not dying.

Well, I'm not dying either, so what is it, then?

Am I not your type? I can take it if it's that.

I think you should go.

No, I think I should stay,

because I paid $38.00 to see you today.

And I'm not leaving until you pay me my money back.

Is this the dude?

- No. Joe! - Have you been talking about me?

Why aren't you wearing your shirt?

- Has she been talking about me? - Yeah.

- No! - You're the dentist.

I am the dude!

No, I mentioned you in passing.

I said you were funny.

- Oh. - And you said he was-

And I said you were charming and...

good-looking, and...

you have a nice smile.

Oh, I would not go out with me, either.

Excuse me, miss? How come the mommy penguin

doesn't bring back food for the daddy penguin?

'Cause the daddy penguin doesn't need any food, sweetie.

I have another question.

Why won't you go out with Charlie?

- She'd love to. - Joe! You're my brother!

Why are you taking his side?

Because I know how long it's been-

Another word, I hide your stash.

Go put a shirt on.

Look, how about this.

Why don't you eat,

and I'll just digest my own lard.

Look...

I just...

I know three women you've gone out with.

I'm just not into dating as a sport.

Wait, you said if anybody had any questions-

- No! I'm not going out with you! - That's not my question.

That was the little girl's question. I have a new question.

What is that penguin right there?

That's a Gentoo, one of several species

of penguin that is completely monogamous.

I hope that answers your question.

Oh, and penguins are unique

in that mate selection is up to the female.

Much like our relationship.

Why do you wanna take me to dinner so badly?

You look hungry.

Seriously.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

Because you remind me of these penguins.

Yes, they're kind of awkward and goofy.

Yet in the water, they're so beautiful.

Okay.

Okay, what?

- Okay, dinner. - Will you put that in writing?

Don't push it.

But only as friends...

because if you must know, there is someone else.

His name is Howard Blaine.

He is a foremost expert on penguins,

and I'm meeting him later this year at a conference.

I'm interested in him.

Well, I'm interested in choreographing

a wacky line dance that sweeps the nation,

but we both know that's never gonna happen.

One date as friends.

Fine.

Bye.

I'm okay. Just-

- Yeah. - I'm fine.

Bye.

So do sharks get cavities?

No.

- You have no idea, do you. - I don't know.

I thought we were gonna ask each other personal questions.

Isn't that the point of 100 Questions?

Is that your question?

No, my question is...

Why penguins? Why?

Why teeth?

Same as every other dentist.

Couldn't get into med school.

That's funny.

My parents didn't think so.

So really, why penguins?

Couldn't get into shark school.

I don't know, lots of reasons.

For one, you can't help but smile when you see a penguin.

Yeah, plus they have that bad-ass tuxedo embedded in their flesh.

I know! They're just so cute.

I just- I just love 'em so much.

I just love, love, love 'em!

I even go to Antarctica for research.

Oh, it's so beautiful there.

You know they have once-a-year sunsets?

You haven't seen beauty until you've seen that.

Oh, I don't know about that.

And the penguin rituals are just fascinating.

Okay now, by rituals, do you mean, like,

eating their own poop?

No.

Like when a male is sweet on a female,

he searches the entire beach

to find the perfect pebble to present to her.

When he finally finds it,

he waddles over

and presents the stone by placing it at her feet.

If she accepts, they'll be life-long mates.

It's kind of like an engagement ring.

Yeah, it's unbelievable to watch.

I have a feeling

that you are a very good kisser.

And I know this because I spent an hour and a half inside your mouth,

and I scoped it out.

What makes you think I'll be kissing you, huh?

You all right?

You okay?

I guess I was wrong about the "really good kisser" thing.

Come on, we'll find something you're good at.

What!

Perfectly imperfect? What the hell does that mean?

I don't know.

I mean, haven't you ever fallen for someone's flaws?

I'm a plastic surgeon.

I see a flaw, I pour spackle over it.

Hey, are these new?

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, no!

No, you don't touch these.

It's Pamela Anderson's breast implants.

Why are they not implanted in her breasts?

It's a reduction, baby. This is what came out.

So you're hoping that some sick dude will buy these?

Some sick dude already did.

This dude!

What the hell do you want Pamela Anderson's breast fillings for?

Why the hell do you want Miss Penguin Pussy?

To each his own, buddy.

Oh, Miss Penguin Pussy. Who the are you?

Stu Klaminsky. Nice to meet you.

Anyway, Cam's the one, man.

When I'm with her, I don't know, Stu.

I mean, I feel like...

She just- She-

Completes you.

- Screw you. - Screw you.

And can I just say

that I'm an idiot for listening to you?

Public service.

May I remind you

that you got your axle greased

a fair amount in the process?

What's without love?

Sex!

It's still !

Jesus Christ.

I never met a guy so bummed to squirt a little baby gravy.

Baby gravy?

You know, man chowder.

Can't believe you're going cold turkey for this chick.

If she wants me to be more like a Gentoo,

I'm going to be like a Gentoo.

You lost me.

Gentoo. It's a monogamous penguin.

Who's ridiculed by the other penguins

for being a fag.

Here it comes!

You got some- right there.

Thanks.

Do I have any on me?

No, no.

You want to get that?

You're silly.

I have something for you.

Really?

A gift?

Oh, bad form.

A gift on the third date?

Open it.

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You're an asshole.

Yes, but a thoughtful asshole.

Thank you.

So, fess up about this charm.

You heard about that.

Yeah. It's quite a scam you got going.

- No, it's not me. - Please.

It's not. I'm serious.

Somebody somewhere got it into their head

that once a girl's been with me,

she'll meet her true love

with the next guy she goes out with.

Can you believe it?

Please.

People will believe whatever they want to believe.

Okay. I've got one for you.

Did you know it is physically impossible

for a human being to lick their own elbow?

How do you know that?

No one can do it.

All right. I can do it.

Can't do it, my friend.

All right, fine.

I've got one.

Did you know that the average person

produces 10,000 gallons of saliva in their lifetime?

Did you know that I produce 10,000 gallons of saliva in one kiss?

That's disgusting.

I'm going to show you. Come here.

I'm serious. I'm serious about this.

I don't like sloppy kisses.

Are you trying to unhook my bra?

No. No. I wouldn't do that. No.

Why not? Am I not your type?

You are definitely my type.

What's your type?

Black and blue, riddled with bandages.

And braless. Yeah. Definitely braless.

Your move.

That's it?

Socks are next. Slow down.

Wuss.

You really want to do this?

I mean, you really want to take us further?

This is not happening.

I got to get it.

It's- It's my emergency line.

No. No.

I got to get it. I'll be back.

I'll be fast.

Dr. Logan speaking.

Dude!

Is this an emergency?

You're going to want to hear this, man.

Well, I am rather busy right now.

Good night!

Whoa, whoa, wait. Did you bone her yet?

Look, unless this is an emergency,

call my office in the morning.

Fine. You want to lose her forever,

you hang up the phone right now.

This is going to be the best night of your life.

Are you still there?

Chuck. Are you there?

What are you talking about?

Dude, it's that charm thing.

It turns out it's real!

No. That's not true because you told me yourself-

Uh-uh, but now I believe.

I started calling all your exes.

They're married.

Not just some. All.

A to Z on your Palm Pilot, man.

Susan Agrezzi to Jeannie Zeigert.

Every single one you closed the deal with.

And did you see this month's high school newsletter?

Sarah McDowell.

What, the girl I lost my virginity to?

Did you see who she wound up marrying?

Tony Lamberto, that douche bag she dumped you for!

You know what this means, don't you?

You shake the sheets with Cam,

she's going to marry the next guy she dates.

This- This-

I hate you.

I really hate you!

I got to go. I got to go.

A dental emergency.

Freak accident.

Children, they thought it was gumballs.

Ball bearings,

and it just ed up their shit.

You look great. I had a good time.

I got to go.

I got to go!

I can't believe you're really considering doing this.

If you believe it and everyone else believes it,

what else can I do?

Anything but this.

I got to be sure.

I've got to put the curse to the test.

Where is she?

She's beached over there

by the giant garbage bag full of doughnut holes.

Eleanor Skepple.

She's angry, rude, and she smells bad.

In addition to back acne,

she's got front acne and side acne.

You see that glass of water there?

She keeps her teeth in that glass.

So you're saying that she's single.

She's your best bet, man.

You sink the soldier all you want.

This chick ain't never getting married.

If she was the last woman on the face of the earth,

humanity would come to a screeching halt.

Hey, asshole, got my peanut butter?

No. My name's Charlie.

I'm sorry. I was just wondering

if, um- if I could take you out tonight.

How does that- How does that sound?

You want me to elaborate?

No. I get your drift.

I'm sorry to have bothered you.

Pay you a hundred dollars to go out with me tonight.

$200.

Make me happy.

So a thousand dollars,

and all you have to do is take me to dinner?

Well, actually, I thought that maybe we could,

you know, we- you and I could, uh-

get physical.

All right.

I'm gonna you till you die!

And now we wait.

Oh, Coco, I know how you feel.

We just put ourselves out there,

and what happened?

I'm left hanging.

Huh, girl?

Has he called yet?

No, Joe, he hasn't.

Thanks for asking. I really appreciate it.

God, I feel so stupid.

Why did I act like that?

Why hasn't he called?

All this waiting is driving me crazy.

You know, there's always some madness in love.

But there's also always some reason in madness.

Nietzsche.

Been using the pages of this philosophy book

for rolling paper.

It's like I'm smoking their thoughts.

It's him.

Well, get it.

I'm gonna let it ring.

I'll screen it.

Sorry I haven't called, but I've been really sick.

I can't even get out of bed.

Do you think maybe we could just talk on the phone

or on the computer?

I'd really, really like that.

Call me.

I can't pretend to be sick forever.

Come on, man. You're my hero.

- I don't know. - Yeah, you gotta do this for me.

You got this, my brother. You're a crazy train.

You're the man in the mirror.

You're a force of nature. Hurricane Stu.

I can't do it.

You have to do it.

No one's asked her out yet.

Yeah, right. So I go out with Eleanor Skepple

to test your curse,

and what happens next?

I'm walking down the aisle with Shamu!

I don't think so.

Do you see what I'm doing here?

The friend card, man?

Yeah.

That's mean.

You leave me no choice.

Give me that, you son of a bitch.

If I marry her, Chuck,

we're going to hunt you down and eat you.

Yeah, Stu.

I can't believe you're still sick.

How long has it been?

Two weeks. It's, uh...

it's killing me, but, you know,

I don't want to infect you.

At this point, I wouldn't mind.

You know, I feel like a kid again.

I haven't talked on the phone this much

since I was in high school.

That reminds me.

Would you go to the prom with me?

I love your voice.

The crazy things is, I can't picture you anymore.

Okay, here's the update:

I am now 4' 3",

I weigh 235 pounds, and I've got a cleft eye.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah.

Are you not into girls?

No. No.

Are you... seriously, are you there?

Yeah.

I'm not... not into girls.

You should have seen my room growing up.

It was full of posters of... of girls!

There was no guys. It was girls!

Well, are you avoiding actually seeing me?

No, Cam. I'm dying to see you. It's killing me.

Then come over. Right now. Wash my back.

Come on.

I'll wear a mask. You could wear a mask.

We'll play doctor.

Ooh, boy. I want to,

but with the-

No buts. I need to see you.

I need to see if that birthmark you have

really looks like Alfred Hitchcock.

Now, wait. No. That-

That is a restricted area, okay?

Not everybody gets a peek

at the Master of Suspense,

if you know what I'm saying.

If I can't see you,

we should take our phone relationship

to the next level.

What do you mean?

Oh, yeah.

That feels good.

I like that. Do you like that?

Like what?

That's my phone voice.

Come on, Charlie, work with me here.

I want to. I just don't think that we should do that.

I mean, nothing to do with-

Does your phone receive pictures?

Yeah, why?

Sending.

Sending?

What are you sending to me?

Fuck!

- I got it. - Got it?

I'm done for the night. Thank you.

Oh, God. Hold on one second.

Stu, what's up?

The deed is done.

I went out with Eleanor Skepple.

I'm not proposing to her,

so you're in the clear.

Are you there?

Chuck?

I feel better.

Camcorder in the bedroom, huh?

Kinky.

So, for the, uh, camera,

do I have to sign a waiver or something, you know,

for internet purposes?

You really want to talk right now?

Whoa, those are nice.

Oh, God bless you.

You pushed me.

Sorry. It's been a while.

I can see I'm going to have to wear protection.

Stop staring at me.

You're creeping me out.

...no matter what your size.

You will not go to waste.

Sometimes it takes a little love

to make someone want to shed the pounds.

Two main reasons-

What the hell?

Hello.

"The deed is done"? The deed is done!

I thought you said

you went out with Eleanor Skepple.

No, man. I just said that.

What?

I didn't want to risk it.

Marrying her? Are you stupid?

But I saw you, man.

You asked her out.

No, man. I asked her what time it was.

She said it was 3:53.

I can't believe that I trusted you, Stu.

You ed me!

Take out your friend card.

What?

Take out your friend card now and rip it up

because you ed me, Stu.

Oh, buddy, she's just a girl.

No. It's not a girl.

It's the girl.

Now I'm going to lose her.

I'm not going to lose her.

Breakfast in bed.

Wake up! Good morning! It's a beautiful day!

Wow.

Am I supposed to eat my way out of here?

I walked into the supermarket.

I stood there. I was like, "What does Cam want?"

And I couldn't stop.

I was like, "She'll want that and that and that," and I got it all.

They didn't have Spam, though. I talked to the manager.

They won't have it in until next week. Anyway, enjoy.

Are you okay?

I am fantastic. I feel like-

I did this-

And then I gave myself one of these. Look.

And I made out with myself.

You're acting kind of strange.

No. No, no.

Yeah, eat up. Eat up. Try that. Try that.

Eat up.

Hey, um, what are your plans

for the rest of today?

I'm going to work.

I'm going to go to work with you!

I'm going to hang out.

I got it all planned out. I'm going to go.

I'm kidding. I'm not going to work with you.

Actually, Saturday.

What are you plans for Saturday- Sunday?

What are your plans for Sunday?

Don't even answer that

because I'm already thinking about Wednesday.

What are you doing Wednesday?

Let's just seal it right now- seal the deal-

and then I'll do my pineapple dance.

Yes, Wednesday?

This is your fault! Everything!

You!

Jesus Christ, why me?

Just shut your lips, Stu. Shut up!

Hi, Cam. What's up? It's Charlie.

How are you doing today?

I just wanted to call

and make sure I had the right number,

and I do, and I do.

How are you doing?

Having a good day at work?

Well, I'll let you get back, but I wanted to remind you,

Wednesday night, you and me, happily.

All right. I'll talk to you later. Bye.

This is your fault!

His!

You already ate. Why are you-

Is there something different in here since lunch?

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, banana

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, banana

Got me lookin' so crazy right now

Your love's got me lookin' so crazy right now

Got me lookin' so crazy right now

Your touch has got me lookin' so crazy right now

Got me hopin' you'd page me right now

Your kiss got me hopin' you'd save me right now

Lookin' so crazy, your love's got me lookin'

Got me lookin' so crazy, your love

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, got it.

Got me going, so pay me right now

Raise the habitat.

Crazy, crazy, crazy

Crazy for you

Changed my mind.

Took the day off so I could hang.

I won't be in the way.

I know what you're thinking. I'm going to be in the way.

But I think I'm going to blend in like this. I think I'll blend. Look.

I know how to do that.

Charlie, I'm working.

Or I could go.

Yeah, I-

Get out of here.

No, no.

Thanks.

Have a great day at work.

My car's this way.

Hi, Cam.

Work is done. Time for fun.

Hey.

Listen, I know an amazing sushi place,

and the best part of all:

when you're finished with your leftovers,

they put them in a doggie bag- or a penguin bag.

- Charlie- - Oh, you don't like sushi.

Uh, Thai? Indian.

Listen to me, you need to leave me alone, okay?

I need some space.

So tonight is no good.

I'm very close to changing my phone number.

Do you understand?

If you were a hamburger at McDonald's,

I'd name you my McBeautiful Tittie Sandwich

With Titties On Top.

- Can I see Stu? - Just a sec-

Yeah.

Stu, I need you. It's important.

I'm Dr. Charlie Logan.

I don't know who this Stu is you speak of.

Call me.

I need your help.

Hey, are we still friends?

Cam is going to fall in love with and get married

to the next guy she goes on a date with, right?

I'm going to be that next guy.

Yeah. You're a plastic surgeon.

You're going to... change my face up.

I don't care if you give me a beak.

I'm going to look like a different guy.

That way, when I meet her-

Hi. My name's Ronald-

I'm the new guy she falls in love with.

Let's go. Right now.

Don't look at me in that tone of voice.

I'm talking the truth. Please?

Chuck...

take a look around, man.

I mean, I can give you tits. You want tits?

So you're not going to help me.

Yes, but not by rearranging your face, man.

Come here. Have a seat.

There's got to be a better way, right?

I mean, I know things are bad now,

but things could be a lot worse, right?

Listen, you could be like my cousin, man.

He found out last week

he's got an inoperable brain tumor.

That's horrible.

Yeah.

He's only got, like, one week left to live.

That is...

perfect.

That's perfect. He's the perfect guy for her.

What?

Yeah. There's no harm, right?

He gets laid. She falls in love.

He's dead within a week.

I swoop in, console her.

Bing-bang-boom, everybody's happy.

Hey!

Why don't you club her and have a wedding ceremony

while she's knocked unconscious?

That'd work!

What the hell is wrong with you?

You have to let her go.

That's the one thing I can't do.

- Next time I'll bring my suit. - Yeah.

Oh, no.

Oh, no. That's not good.

No.

It's over.

That has to be George.

George.

Hey, George!

- What's up, George? - What?

- How you doing, George? - I'm not George.

You're going to stay away from Cam, all right?

You're going to stay away from Cam, you hear me?

- You're George! - Charlie!

- I'm not George! - Cam!

What are you doing?

I just met George. He's a real jerk.

You shouldn't like him. I want to see you.

Stay away from me! Stay away from me!

No!

Falling.

What is wrong with you?

I'm being bitten!

Does he have fish in his pants?

Oh, those ers are vicious.

Yeah? Well, they don't like it

when someone disturbs their environment.

Time to go, buddy.

I know I've been acting crazy, but there's a reasonable-

Let me guess, Charlie.

You believe you're a lucky charm,

and you're afraid I'm going to marry the next guy I date,

so you've been smothering me and attacking my friends.

What about George, okay?

What about your date with George?

Wednesday night? What big date with George?

George is my hairdresser!

Excuse me. I'm sorry. I was eavesdropping.

Are you really Charlie Logan the lucky charm?

Because... I was wondering-

I can't. I'm sorry. Cam, listen. Cam-

- No. Charlie, I just don't think we can do this anymore.

- Don't say it!

- It's not working. - Please, Cam.

Please, just don't say it's over.

It's over.

Dr. Charlie?

Hi, Reba.

I've been calling you all day.

Where have you been?

Decided to take another day off.

Hey, does our building have roof access?

Oh, things can't be that bad.

You know, I owe you a thank-you.

I met a guy, and he's wonderful.

I really think he's the one.

That's great. I'm happy for you.

You've done a good thing, Dr. Charlie.

Helping people find love.

It's great.

I bet you didn't think you'd be responsible

for helping me find true love again,

but you did.

You did, Dr. Charlie.

Dr. Charlie, are you all right?

Love fall like rain. I'm in pain.

She was right, Reba.

It's raining.

Oh, my God!

Stu, I need to Google something.

Unacceptable!

Hey!

I wish I hadn't seen that!

A man can't masturbate in his own house?

That is disgusting.

It's a known fact

that stimulation of the prostate-

No, no, no, no. Just get dressed

and wash your hands!

All I know is that I'm hexed.

Yeah. If by hexed you mean bat-shit crazy,

then yeah, you're hexed, man.

Don't you remember?

Black lipstick, long fingernails. A total freak.

She wanted me to show her my penis.

I wouldn't, so she pulled my nipples

and put a hex on me.

Stu, I've lost the most special person of my life.

I have to break this spell.

You haven't lost me, dude.

I'm here for you always.

Just drive the ing car.

Oh, I'm so sorry, buddy.

Hey, what's up with Chester?

His girlfriend Molly's sick.

I sent her away for treatment.

He stopped grooming himself.

It's heartbreaking, you know?

If she doesn't come back,

he may never find another mate.

Murphy, maybe you reacted too harshly.

You should call him.

I can't, Joe.

You saw him. He's crazy.

Love does that to you sometimes.

I don't want another one of your philosophy lessons, Joe.

He was smothering me.

I want to be part of someone's life,

not all of it.

Have you taken a look at your bedroom lately?

If you love something,

sometimes you just want to be surrounded by it.

That's it. That's it.

How can I get her to break the spell?

I don't know. She wanted to look at your penis, right?

That was a joke.

Chuck?

Chuck, that was a joke.

Oh, my God.

Hi. Is your mother home?

Is your mother's name Anisha?

What's with the 50 questions?

That was two questions.

It's a hyperbole.

Sweetheart, who is it?

Are you Anisha Carpenter?

Do I know you?

Charlie Logan.

Look, I know this is going to sound crazy,

but you put a hex on me

so that all my girlfriends

would fall in love with other people,

and I need you...

to reverse the spell?

Woo! That- That's your pendant.

You used to wear that!

You wore it at the party when you pulled out my hair

and did the- with the thing.

And then you wanted to see my penis,

and I said no.

Go to your room, Lila. Lock the door.

But this is just getting good.

Now.

I'm sorry.

What can I do to convince you to help me?

This spell- turn it off, please.

Charlie, I was just a kid.

I didn't know what I was doing.

I don't even know what I did.

You ed up my life!

That's what you did.

I asked you to watch your language.

Your room. Now.

Anisha, I am begging you.

Have you ever wanted someone so badly

that you would do anything to get them?

If someone's meant to be yours,

eventually they will be.

No. Wait. No!

If you think that by me being here,

we're supposed to get together-

I wasn't talking about you.

My husband Kurt.

Really, Charlie, I was 10.

I may have thought I was in love,

but I was also hot for Scott Baio.

So-

I've blown it.

Well, then, all you can do is let her go.

Yeah, dude!

You're my hero!

How was she?

Take me home.

I'm not that easy, man.

You're going to have to take me to dinner first.

You little munchkin.

I have to set her free,

let Mother Nature take its course.

If you love something, set it free, right?

I think Cam is really going to respond

to the new gay you, Chuck.

Take me home.

I got a phone call to make.

Hi. I'm trying to find Howard Blaine.

Hi, Howard.

Um, we've never met,

but I have a friend that you really need to meet.

Howard?

Eat me.

Eat me.

Gotcha.

Owned.

Owned.

I'm getting married!

Chuck! I found my dream girl,

and it's all because of you I just proposed.

Lara, get your sweet ass over here.

You remember Lara?

Lara stepped out of heaven-

and into my office to correct a condition.

She's got polymastia.

Has more than two boobs.

Isn't that perfect for me? Show him.

No, no.

No, no, that's okay.

Really. I don't mind.

Yeah, I used to be embarrassed about it,

but that was before pookie pants here

made me realize how special I am.

Oh, baby, you're so goddamn special.

Oh, I love you, monkey pie.

- Okay, show him. - Okay.

Is that or is that not

the most beautiful sight you've ever seen in your life?

It's like seeing the Grand Canyon for the first time.

It's like seeing Earth from space.

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but all Chrissies, you know what I'm saying?

I'm happy for you, buddy.

But, dude, that's not why we came, okay?

Did you know that it smells like shit in here?

You may want to open a window.

It's making me a little-

Okay, you tell him, baby.

Okay, so I'm friends with Katie, who knows Cam,

and she said that Cam said she's leaving today

for Antarctica with some penguin guru.

That's nice. I'm happy for her.

You sure as shit don't look happy.

I loved something, and I set her free.

She met somebody else.

But I set her free. That's what's important.

She's leaving, buddy...

for Antarctica...

right now.

She is going.

She's going.

She's... leaving.

What the am I doing?

That's what we're saying!

Go! Go get your girl, will you?

He's a little slow.

Excuse me. I'm sorry, guys.

Ma'am, excuse me.

Has the flight for Antarctica boarded yet?

There are no direct flights, sir.

Connecting flight?

Which one? There are two.

Has the flight

with a passenger named Cam Wexler boarded yet?

Sorry, sir. Can't give you that information.

Sir, you won't be able to go to the gate without a ticket.

I have to get to Antarctica,

so I will take a ticket for both planes.

There are only first class tickets available, sir.

Of course there are. I'll take them both.

Are you traveling with any baggage?

No.

No.

You do realize that it's -60 degrees there.

Yes.

And that'll be $17,412.

Just do it.

Here you go.

Shoes, belt, watch.

You've never been to an airport, dummy?

What goes in pockets?

Change.

Change. Change goes in pockets.

Put it in the little bucket.

Don't waste my big bucket.

No. Small bucket!

I don't need it.

Want to make this quick?

I am in a real hurry.

Let's do this. Take your pants off.

What?

You heard me. Take your pants off.

I'm kidding you, weirdo. Don't do that.

Why would you do that?

Come on, let's go.

Go, go, go.

Cam.

Wait! One more! Here.

I meant to do that.

Here.

Thanks.

Charlie?

I'm sorry. Please don't be mad.

Antarctica? You couldn't have just taken her to a movie?

Charlie-

Look, I know that it's crazy that I'm here,

but it felt even crazier not to come.

Excuse me. You have to take your seats.

Charlie-

My entire life,

I've been nothing more than a stepping-stone

to every relationship I've ever been in.

There's always been a next guy who's better than me.

For once in my life, I want to be that next guy.

I've never said this to anybody in my whole life.

Cam...

I love you.

I love you, Cam.

Please don't go.

Charlie, I'm coming back on Wednesday.

What?

Yeah.

But Howard and-

Have you met Howard's wife Marilyn?

Howard's wife?

Howard's wife.

Hi.

Hi, Howard's wife.

Howard's wife.

I know about your call to Howard.

I knew you wanted to meet him.

I knew it would make you happy.

I swear that's all I've ever wanted to do.

Plus, mate selection is up to the female.

But, Charlie, you've been acting so-

I know, I know. Idiotic, nuts.

And no more lucky charm excuse.

I'm done thinking about the past and what could be.

All I care about now is what is.

And this-

This is.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we are about to close the cabin doors.

Please take your seats.

That's for you.

Here.

Charlie!

Excuse me, are you that guy who-

He isn't anymore.

Excuse me.

Giggle monkey, what are you looking for?

Sex tapes.

What is the point in house sitting if you can't scope out

some good old-fashioned homemade porn!

- Score! - You're a Okay.

Hold on.

Do it. Do it. Oh, yeah.

Babe.

Yeah, what?

Oh, you like that.

You like when I do stuff with the-

All right. I'll do it for just one last time.

This is it.

Okay.

Because I'm not into bestiality,

and you know that. That's documented.

No, I know. It's fake.

All right.

But it's hot.

Okay.

Hey. So, uh...

so do you want to-

You come to this glacier often?

I'm really interested in you because you're a Gentoo soul.

You like that?

Yeah, I like that. Do it faster.

You like... when I do that?

You ever seen me go down on a-

Shh. It's okay. No, no.

Baby, baby, don't worry.

Yeah, I like that.

You like that, don't you?

Yeah.

Oh, that's so hot.

Shh. No more "Uhh. " No more "Uhh. "

Do it. Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

That's really good.

Okay, now do the other thing.

Do the other thing.

Look at me. Here's really what you like.

Yeah, you know what I like.

Oh, yeah. Oh, I'm really getting in the mood now.

You like when I eat your penguin ass?

Yeah. Baby, I think I'm ready.

Turn it off, baby.

You still in the mood?

Yeah.

All right.

Here is the dirty movie of the year, slimy and scummy, and among its casualties is poor Jessica Alba, who is a cutie and shouldn't have been let out to play with these boys. "Good Luck Chuck" layers a creaky plot device on top of countless excuses to show breasts, sometimes three at a time, and is potty-mouthed and brain-damaged.

It stars the potentially likable Dane Cook as the lovelorn Charlie Logan, leading me to wonder why, in the same week when Michael Douglas plays a flywheel named Charlie, that name seems to fit so well with characters who are two slices short of a pizza. Charlie, who is not called "Chuck," except in the title, is hexed by an 11-year old goth girl at a spin-the-bottle party. Because he fights off her enthusiastic assault, she issues this curse: Every woman he falls in love with will leave him and immediately find the man of her dreams.

Charlie grows up to become a dentist. His best friend is still the short, chubby, curly-haired Stu (Dan Fogler). The naming rule here is, Charlie for hero, Stu for best friend, and if there's a villain, he should be referred to only by his last name, which must have a Z or W in it, or a hissing sound. Stu, obsessed by breasts, has grown up to become a plastic surgeon, and so loves his craft that he has purchased Pam Anderson's former breast implants and keeps them in an oak display case, where they look surprisingly small, more like ice packs for insignificant wounds.

One peculiarity of the dentist and the plastic surgeon is that they have adjacent offices with an adjoining door, so that Charlie can pop over to Stu's and offer a layman's opinion on his latest boob job.

Anyway, Charlie, who has been unlucky in love, meets Cam (Jessica Alba), who works at a seaquarium and loves penguins so much, she might herself be willing to sit on one of their eggs all winter. Apart from being beautiful and friendly, her character trait is that she's a klutz, so physically dangerous she might even step on her own toes. Whatever she touches, she breaks, knocks over, turns on or damages.
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Although he's in love with Cam, Charlie is distracted by the seduction attempts of dozens of beautiful women, because a rumor has spread all over town that if they sleep with him, they'll find the husband of their dreams. Stu does some follow-through research and finds out the rumor is true. Funny thing is, the women who crowd Charlie's waiting room all look as if they have come through the connecting door after enhancement by Stu. Charlie connects with so many of them that at one point the screen splits into 16 separate copulation scenes, just to keep up.

You see Charlie's problem. Cam, a nice girl, doesn't want to date him because he's such a "sport." And Charlie realizes that if he ever sleeps with her, she'll immediately leave him for the man of her dreams. How will this paradox be resolved? By putting us through the agony of an automatic plot device, that's how.

The startling thing about the movie is how juvenile it is. Stu, in particular, is a creepy case of arrested development. Consider the whole scenario he stages with a fat woman who might break Charlie's hex. She's not only fat, she has pimples all over, and yes, we get a closeup of them. There is a word for this movie, and that word is: Ick.

Though marginally better than the repulsive Employee of the Month, Good Luck Chuck nevertheless comes off as the latest misfire from erstwhile comedian Dane Cook - as the actor has been yet again shoehorned into an eye-rollingly desperate storyline that's almost entirely devoid of real laughs. This time around Cook plays Charlie Logan, an affable dentist who discovers that he has the power to help the opposite discover their true love - with the catch being that he has to sleep with them before it can happen. Charlie, naturally, takes advantage of this gift by bedding a bevy of beauties, although - after falling for a klutzy penguin specialist (Jessica Alba's Cam) - he finds himself forced to practice abstinence for fear of losing his own soul mate. There's little doubt that Josh Stolberg's bone-headed script plays a significant role in Good Luck Chuck's ultimate failure, as the screenwriter has peppered the proceedings with an inept and uncomfortably broad sensibility that proves disastrous. The complete lack of authenticity that's been hard-wired into the film's various characters is nothing short of astounding; with few exceptions, none of these people behave in a manner that's even close to believable (ie Charlie, desperate not to lose Cam, bafflingly decides to smother her with attention). It's subsequently impossible to care about the amorous subplot between Charlie and Cam, which effective ensures that the big finale - there's a race to the airport and everything! - comes off as forced and artificial (ie the movie hasn't earned the right to employ such hoary romcom conventions). Cook is fairly charming and Alba is certainly no worse than she's been in the past, but really, Good Luck Chuck is simply a waste of time that might appeal to indiscriminating teens but few others.

Dane Cook is a funny performer when he's doing stand-up, but those skills don't serve him particularly well as a romantic comedy hero in " Good Luck Chuck."

In this odd amalgam of cheesy romance and gross-out humor, he plays an eternally frustrated boyfriend who feels cursed by a permanent love jinx. (We'd better explain in brief: Some Goth girl in grade school cursed him to be forever "the other guy" who never gets the girl, after he refused to yield to her ual demands.) That hex seems to continue in his early adult years when women start to think of Chuck as a good luck charm -- for them, not him. Whoever sleeps with him, it seems, goes on to marry Mr. Right. This doesn't sit well with Chuck, who seeks a permanent girlfriend, especially when he meets the gorgeous but klutzy Cam (Jessica Alba).

The movie spares no effort to reach out to the crudest, youngest audiences it can, especially through Chuck's best buddy, Stu (Dan Fogler), who really enjoys his work as a breast reconstruction surgeon and does things with grapefruits that will change your perspective on citrus forever. As the accident-prone Cam, Alba has her moments, but she seems to be directly copying the character that Cameron Diaz played in the "Charlie's Angels" movies. And it's hard to fathom the reasons Cook, as an insufferably Nice Guy whose toned biceps and washboard stomach are on almost-perpetual show, made this movie. Does he want to lose the hip, smart 20- and 30-somethings his comedy routines are aimed for and become a sort of second-rate Adam Sandler attracting teenagers who giggle like Beavis and Butt-head at shots of naked women and disgusting jokes about ?

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A film like Good Luck Chuck makes one appreciate what Judd Apatow has accomplished with his films The 40-Year-Old Virgin and Knocked Up. All three pictures belong to the "raunchy romantic comedy" genre, but Apatow has achieved something impressive: deliver hilarious, profane comedy and develop tender relationships between likable characters. Good Luck Chuck could use a little of the "Apatow touch." The movie is coarse and features a romance, but the laughs are sporadic at best and there's no spark between the male and female leads. To make matters worse, the premise is rich with possibilities, but the script takes the safe route at every fork in the road, leaving all the most interesting (and potentially side-splitting) roads untraveled.

Good Luck Chuck begins in the '80s. We know this as much by the background music as by the caption that informs us of this. The prologue tells how, as an adolescent, Charlie (who would grow up to be Dane Cook), refuses to show his penis to the goth girl with whom he ends up in the closet during Spin the Bottle. In response to his ual reluctance, she places a hex on him. For the rest of his life, every girl Charlie sleeps with will fall in love and marry the next guy after him. Over the years, this seems to play out. As word spreads about the curse, Charlie has a lot of dates, but no true romance. Women want him so they can find a life partner in whoever follows him into their lives. Then, one day, Charlie falls head-over-heels for the accident-prone Cam (Jessica Alba), a penguin keeper at a local marine park. But when it comes time to do the deed, Charlie recognizes the horrible truth: if he has with Cam, he will lose her.

The script for Good Luck Chuck, credited to Josh Stolberg, is neither sharp nor witty. The film does, however, deliver some solid laughs, usually as a result of crude behavior. (More than one of these laughs will be accompanied by loud groans.) The dialogue, however, is bland, and the situations are formulaic and predictable. Plus, we get cheated out of seeing the woman with three breasts. (Sort of - that's one of the benefits of staying through the end credits.) 更多影评上www.130q.com

In the past, I have criticized Jessica Alba's acting ability. It turns out that, given the right role, she can be adorable. Cam is within Alba's limited range, and she pulls off the part with the right mix of kittenish iness and utter clumsiness. The pratfalls aren't amusing but they add a certain level of vulnerability to the character. Dane Cook, however, comes across like a creep. Charlie is supposed to be a chivalrous sort of guy who doesn't want to take advantage of all the women who come flocking to him, but Cook makes us think of Joe Francis, the king of the Girls Gone Wild empire. There's something disturbing and unappealing about the way Cook plays this role. He exhibits no chemistry with Alba; we end up hoping Cam will end up with someone who doesn't leer as much. Further exacerbating things is Dan Fogler, who plays Charlie's best friend, plastic surgeon Stu. This is one of those annoying-as-hell supporting performances. Fogler could best be described as a cross between Gilbert Gottfried and Rob Schneider.

The director is first-timer Mark Helfrich, a film editor who has graduated to the next level. As is often the case in hit-and-miss comedies, the timing is off on too many of the jokes, which is why they aren't funny. This is almost always the director's fault. Plus, he has Cam walk into a few too many objects. That sort of thing might work once or twice but overuse makes it tiresome. Good Luck Chuck doesn't shy away from nudity, except where Alba is concerned. There's plenty of naked flesh in an early montage during which Charlie starts exploring the benefits of being cursed. If Apatow is spoiling us, there are always movies like Good Luck Chuck to bring us back to the reality of the situation: most filmmakers in Hollywood are lazy. They would rather spit out formulaic stuff spiced up with a little and nudity than take the effort to make something that works on multiple levels. There are some great ideas in Good Luck Chuck. One would think the concept of a man not being able to have with his true love would open a vast ocean of comedic and dramatic possibilities. Yet the final screenplay is as devoid of real emotion as it is of real characters. At least Jessica Alba's legion of fans will have something to smile about. If nothing else, Helfrich has shown her in the best light. If only there was something worth seeing here other than her.