After Cooper inhales a breakfast of two prosciutto-and-egg hoagies (he eats like Roberto Durán after a weigh-in), we talk more about how his big-hearted homemade quality has started to show up onscreen. In some respects, Phil, his character in The Hangover, is right in line with any number of scamps and dickweeds on Cooper's IMDb page. But, according to Phillips, his star pushed to make an addition to the script—something his character would do at the very end. It's not spoiling anything to tell you that, like every comedy for the past 500 years, this one has a happy ending: Everyone winds up safe, wedding bells ring, the guys look back at cell-phone shots of it all and laugh. I ask Cooper about the scene. "Yeah, my character says the most horrid things in the movie," he says. "And I thought, The last scene, I gotta have my kid with me. He's got to be asleep on my shoulder when we're looking at photographs." It's an everyday gesture, but it makes Phil retroactively likable—the kind of guy you wouldn't mind seeing in a sequel, in fact. "I know those guys," Cooper says. "My uncle's a Phil. He talks this game. You know, he's Italian. It's eating, fucking, shitting. That's my childhood. That's all people talked about. But the way those men handle the children—it's just amazing. They pick them up like a chef handling a piece of poultry, but it's with utter love and care and dominion. It breaks my heart. I thought, I want to be that. You get up, brush your teeth, your kid's on your fucking shoulder. Don't make a big deal about it. Then, when my kid's asleep, I'm drinking a beer, talking about somebody banging chicks in Vegas. You know what I mean?"