01x04 - The Deep End

[bunniefuu]

No. No jokes today, Bernard.
I don't feel that great.

Well, not as bad as you feel,
that's for sure.

Have a great weekend.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Okay, I'm late, so I got to run.
I'm going to rehearse at the theater.

Juan is waiting for me.
Our first show is Monday.

-Romy is waiting for you.
-Ooh. Sounds good.

I think I just came down with something.

-I'm fine. I'm fine.
-No. Ay dios mio.

-Por favor. No, no, no, no.
-What?

-Let me... Let me pass.
-What's wrong? Wait, no. Wait.

It's just... I'm vaccinated.

Come on.

FRIDAY

Papa, look at the new book I got.

It's about a vampire who likes a girl.

That's great. Can you just
turn down the volume?

You're speaking really loud right now.

-I don't feel great. How are you?
-Hey, daddy.

I can't believe it.
I have this stupid team building workshop

that happens to be the same weekend
Vick has her big swimming thing.

And do you know the name
of this training course?

-No.
-Turn of your phones,

-turn on your emotions.
-Mmm.

Lot of fun.

I should be able to make it here Sunday.

In the meantime,
here's your handbook for this weekend.

So, there's several chapters.

-Security.
-I see.

Here, you've got meals,
and here we have swimming.

You'll see, it should all be here.

But, apparently the coach has really put
extra pressure on them for the big event.

-Hi, Fred. How are you doing?

Ah, I'm fine.

-What's up, you guys?
-Hey.

-Hey.
-Hey, long time no see.

Thanks again for keeping Jonas
this weekend, between the...

-Where are Vic and Romy?
-In the bedroom.

-Cool.

-Do you want some coffee?
-Yes!

Please stop shouting.

You've been so loud ever since I got here.

-Nothing but screaming. Sorry.
-Okay.

Emma, how long has he been like that?

Like what?

Well, been sick.

Really? You're sick?
Do you have a little cold, honey?

I'm gonna take an aspirin.

Oh, as much as I want to stay,
I have a train in two hours.

And I've got to go too.
And courage, Emma,

because with Fred,
it's never just a cold.

-Stay strong.
-Well, good luck.

-Bye.
-Bye, bye.

I have a fever.

Hundred degrees.

UNDERWATER

My joints hurt. My body hurts.
Everything hurts.

I hurt.

Take that and that.

I still have a fever.

Listen, sometimes paracetamol
takes a little longer that 10 minutes.

Sometimes? I thought...

Relax, it's just a cold.

I don't think so.

-Of course it is.
-No, my nose is blocked.

Scratchy throat.
That's not a cold.

You just defined a cold.

I'm really sorry about this weekend,
my love.

I don't think I can do much.

Don't worry.
I'll take care of the girls for you.

Oh, no. Their mothers are not here,
so they won't be able to help, either.

Don't worry about it. It's fine.

What about Jonas?
Is he staying here?

Yeah, we'll be fine.

Yeah?

Oh, and Vic has her lesson. Ah!

The mermaid thingy?
Oh, yeah, and her big show is coming up.

Don't worry. Hey, I'm not going to let
three girls and Jonas get to me.

I'm trained in child psychology.

You sure? Oh, 100!

Still? How much longer?
A minute or two?

Change of plan.

We have to reschedule
breakfast to tomorrow. It's a disaster.

Wait, what's going on?
He dumped you, right?

Of course not, no. He's sick and I've got
to take care of the girls this weekend.

And Marie-Ange gave me instructions

as long as the Universal
Declaration of Human Rights.

I'm not surprised. He does nothing
while you're taking care of his daughters.

No, it's not like that.
He's really sick.

Well, if they misbehave,
show them who's the boss, okay?

No, I'm not going to shout.
I'm not their mothers.

And you should always say things
in a calm way

rather than be harsh about it.

Okay, miss psychiatrist.

Emmanuelle.

One hundred and one!

It's going up.

So, what shall I do this weekend?

Hmm, maybe the spa.
Or, maybe I'll see a movie.

But, don't worry. I'll be thinking of you.

It could be meningitis.

Well, got to take off.

Bye.

No, you would have a lot higher fever.

Yeah, but mine's already high,
and it doesn't get much higher than high.

So, this might be
the first step to meningitis.

SATURDAY

Hey, guys. Vic, what are you doing?

I'm training because Coach says
that my ripple needs...

A lot more work.

Hey, give it to me. I want to see
if they're talking about the protest.

So, you're going there to save the planet
and not to make out with Alexi?

Of course I'm going for the planet.
What's wrong with you?

For the planet?

Are you for real?

You're not doing anything
to save the planet,

besides eating that gross cereal.

So, what is this thing tonight, Clara?

It's a sit-in against global warming.

Yeah? Your mom didn't mention it.

Uh, she was too busy with the wedding
for me to ask her about it.

But, I'll talk to my dad.

Okay. Okay, girls, it's time.

Can you get ready? Huh?

Jonas, can you help me?

Emma!

So, is Emmanuelle replacing Fred,
for a little cold?

Uh, he's got 100 degree fever.
According to him, it might be meningitis.

Benign.

Emma, it's still 101!

Oh, okay.

Skin a chicken, blah, blah, blah.
Cook in the oven for 90 minutes.

Ninety minutes? No!

Emmanuelle!

-Dad's a blast with the cold.
Yeah.

Hey, 100.2 degrees is a real fever.

-Yeah.

Ourie is here. She's eating with us.

Eating with us now?

-Hey!

-How are you doing?
-Good, and you?

-Bonjour, madame.
-Bonjour, sweety.

Are you going to be okay?

Emmanuelle,
it's not going down at all.

We need to keep a close eye on this.

Their game gave me the proof I needed.

David wasn't a typical boy.

Behind his rocker attitude,
he was extremely powerful.

Also, his need to stay away from the sun
left me with no doubts.

-The boy they called David was a vampire.
-Mm. I said it, didn't I?

And I, Kate, captain of the girls
lacrosse team,

was falling in love
with a real life vampire.

It makes no sense to me.

I'm sorry, but why do all girls
fall in love with a man that is so pale?

In the TV series, he's so beautiful.

No, no, no.
I'm going to have to stop you right there.

Look, pale means ill.
That's how the medical community sees it.

Ah, thank you. You're just so nice.

So, that means I'm your
favorite now, right?

I've always been honest with you.

See, you're third place.

But, maybe, if you give me a nice foot
massage, you might go up in the ranking.

Who knows?
Maybe in two years, you'll be first.

You wouldn't be joking like that
if I wasn't your favorite.

True, but I assure you
there's room for improvement.

-Having fun, guys?
-Yeah.

-I made tea. Here you go.
-Wait, the protocol is to give it to me.

Well, she's very...
Yeah. What is it?

-Lemon tea for you, sir.
-That's great.

Romy, come with me.
We're going to let your dad rest, okay?

No, I've got things under control.

You already have so much
to do this weekend.

So, where were we?

The oven is pre-heated.

-Okay. Vic, put the chicken in.
-Okay.

And then can you start the dishwasher?
Everything dirty.

Okay.

-Hello, Mommy.
-Hey, honey, doing all right?

Yeah. Look, we made your victory chicken.
And look at all the things we prepared.

And Jonas is helping with the food.

Okay, can I speak to Emmanuelle, please?

-Okay.
-Hey.

Hi, Emmanuelle.

How are you? Hello.

Wait, the kids aren't in their PJs,
are they?

Uh, no. Vic is dressed.

Okay, but she needs to eat early.

Otherwise, she doesn't have time
to digest.

And then she'd be all bloated
and gassy the rest of the day.

Marie-Ange, Marie-Ange, don't worry.
Everything is under control.

-Good.
-The chicken will be ready in 30 minutes,

then time to eat and head to the pool.
It will be no problem.

All right, I gotta go.

Okay. Bye.

Okay.

Hey, Vic.

Where's the chicken?

We could have eaten the chicken.

I mean, it's only dishwashing liquid.

And when we ate the leeks with soap in it.
It wasn't that bad.

-I actually liked it.
-All right, Vic, Jonas, let's go.

I can't believe it.

Come on, guys, we'll be late.

Okay.

-Let's go.
-Excuse me.

Vic, why are you putting your slippers on?

Oh, you're right.

-Come on. Come on.
Emma!

Oh, no, Fred, I forgot his soup.

Romy's taking care of it.

Romy's taking care of it. Okay, okay.

Let's go.

Mister? Mister?

Hey, dad.

Access is restricted to medical personnel.

Okay. I wanted to ask you,
is it all right

if I go to the demonstration
for climate change tonight?

What?

Yeah, there's a group whose meaning
for climate change.

-Yeah.
-Awesome. Thanks, Dad.

Lunch for the patient.

What did you make for me?

It's a soup, made from lemon, honey,
ginger, mustard and Tabasco.

To k*ll germs.

Oh, yeah? It looks absolutely delicious.

Made with love.

Ah, I can see that, sweetheart. Mm.

You're so cute.

I can't wait for you
to keep reading me this book.

It is so... Oh, I'm so sorry.

Ah.

Already? Oh, yeah, well, you see,
I finished it in one big chug.

That way, I'll get better right away.

Ladies, go to your places.

Five, six, seven, eight.

My gosh, you're slow. You're sluggish.

You're drowning, you're drowning.
Nicole, your head is under water.

Come on, from the top. Wasting our time.

Hey, Marie-Ange. You're in a class?

-It's me again. Hi.
-Why are you whispering?

-Can you point the phone at them, please?
-Uh, sure.

What is that? That's not
the training swimsuit we bought for her.

Are you on the phone?

What? No.
Come on.

I'm not on the phone at all.

Okay, bye.

Ah, silence!

Where do you think you are? Drinking tea?

Calamari don't drink tea, is that clear?

All right, Victoire, what is so important?

Come on, Victoire, spit it out.
What do you want to say to me?

Nothing.

So, why are you
raising your hand?

Let's get back to it.
From the top.

Tomorrow,

you're fighting for your life.

-Got it, girls?
-This coach is out of her mind.

Yeah, but people listen to her.

...for god's sake!

Okay. I'm gonna go take a bath.

Weren't you just in the water?

Yeah, but there is one move
I can't do just get.

So, my coach told me
to keep on practicing.

Dinner! Come set the table.

Clara! Jonas, come on!

We're a team. Up, up, up.
Get off your butts.

You're going to come help me!

Big surprise. He loved my soup.

Uh, Romy, Romy.

We're about to eat, stay in here and help.

I am a little busy.

I need to care for Papa
and check his temperature and everything.

I wasn't asking you. And here's the pizza.

Well, I guess,
as part of the medical staff,

I need to keep my strength up.

It's a Caterpillar.

I'm not a caterpillar! Ah!

Vic, you're soaking wet. Go dry.

And, by the way, what did you want
to say to your coach earlier?

I can't stand this stupid thing.
It's too tight, and it itches.

We're not mermaids. We're frogs.

Sea-lions!

You could have told her.
Did you try, Vic?

See how scary she was?
Nobody Is that brave.

Just because she's an adult
doesn't mean you can't speak up.

You can say no.

-Right, Emma?
-Mm.

Seriously. This costume is a patriarchal
submission to the male gaze.

It impedes your freedom
and the freedom of your toes.

Now get your PJs and slippers.
You're going to catch a cold.

Okay, now, who wants what?

I am going to eat quickly
because I've got to get to the protest.

My dad said "Okay."

You know what? This isn't a good idea.

You're my responsibility, so,
if anything were to happen...

Nothing's going to happen to me.
It's a sit-in. I'll sit.

Hey, look, it's really bad timing
this weekend, Clara, I'm sorry.

Pizza?

Are you not at the sit-in?
Come, it's cool!!

I'd be so happy!

SUNDAY

Ninety nine. 99.2! Emmanuelle!
99.2, not bad!

It's not bad, but let's not...

It's a good start. A good start.

I'm at 99, 99.2.

That's pretty good.

Ninety eight!

That's even better.

No.

No, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

NO TO FOSSIL FUELS

Yes!

Oh, my gosh, this is crazy.

Ninety eight, six. Ninety eight, six!

Ninety eight, six. Ninety eight, six!

Ninety eight, six. You see, it just gets
better and better as time passes.

Each lower number is a step
farther away from death.

And now I'm starving.

Ah, let's do brunch, coffee, sausages,
spicy sausages,

-cheese fondue, beef fondue, right?
-Right. Poutine?

Poutine, of course.

All right. So, bare roast.

Yes, a bear roast.

I'll eat anything. I'll eat a bear.

-How'd you sleep, Clara?
Well.

I like the scarf. You cold?

No, no, I'm good.

You didn't get sick because of me?

No. No, I'm fine.

Clearly not.
You're dressed differently than normal.

-No. All good.
-Well, it suits you. You're beautiful.

Thank you very much.

Dear parents, stay in your seats,
the show is not over.

In a few minutes,

you'll see our very own Silver Otters.

Your mom left me a message,
her train's a bit delayed.

This is a really weird consistency.

You okay?

-So embarrassing,
-No, nobody is going to judge you.

And who cares about being ridiculous?

Just go out there and have fun,
and if you don't feel it...

I owe it to the Silver Otters.

Come on, girls,
let's go, let's go! It's D-Day!

So, give it everything you have
and have fun!

Come on, Victoire, now.

Smile, and give it all. Go, go, go!

The important thing, Vic,
is to have fun, okay?

Only do it if you want to.
It's up to you.

All right, go on.

Come on, let's go, do your best.

Put them on quickly,
just like we practiced in rehearsal.

Milene, if you don't raise your left arm,
it's not gonna work. So, don't forget.

It's gonna be amazing. Amazing!

Smile!

Oh.

Like that. Come on, come on, come on, Vic.

Here we go.

-How's it going?
-I feel like...

It's going great, Marie-Ange.

Really, it's going great.

Thanks again for taking care of Victoire.

That's my niece, destroying them all.

Wait, wait.

Ninety five, six?

You might have frostbite.

That's because you've overused it.
It's broken.

Yes.

No, stop it.

Clara, what's that?

No, no, no, no, no.

Join them immediately.
What do you think you're doing?

No to the patriarchy!

Enough with that which impedes us!

When we're uncomfortable,
we have to say it!

On top of that, it's smelly! Ugh!

Yeah, enough with this tight fishtail!

We are not sardines!

Yeah, we are not sardines!

We are not sardines!

Yeah, we are not sardines!

Yes!

It's good.

That's good, right there. That's super.
Vic is super.

Good job, you got it.

Bravo!

Way to go, girl!

Congrats!

-Bravo.
-That's my daughter.

-I want to see her.
-That's my daughter.

She's just like me, just like me.
Can you believe it?

She's just like her old man.
Did you see that?

See, girls, you can do anything,
just like I taught you.

-Good job, girls.
-Well done.

Oh, thank you.

But, you weren't bothered by the incident.

No, that wasn't an incident.

-It was a triumph, to be sure.
-Powerful stuff.

-Those girls are so crazy.
-Pardon?

No, I said those girls
are crazy excited.

-One of them is my niece. Victoire.
-No way, who?

Oh, Vic! I love her.
She's my favorite.

-Really? No way.
-She's my favorite.

Yeah, she's awesome. We love each other.

So, you decided to what? Just run away?

It isn't like I ran away, Dad.

Oh, you didn't?
So tell me, what happened then.

Clara.

I had told you no.

-What you did was incredibly reckless.
-Yeah, okay.

I know I messed up.
I should have listened to you. I'm sorry.

Clara, I'm not your babysitter.
I'm your step mom.

-I know.
-When I say no, it means no,

even if your dad agreed before that.

Excuse me? I never said yes. When?

You lied on top of that?

-I never lied.
-You're kidding.

You went too far, Clara.

I said I'm sorry.

For what it's worth,
I punished myself already. Look at me.

Oh, boy. No, no, no.

You're not going to get away
with it that easily. Not even kind of.

Oh, idea.

Proposition. Option one,

we post a picture of you
looking like that.

Hmm.

-Not bad. Really nice.
-Nice.

Or, Option two,
also not bad, uh...

We send your picture to Alexi.

No!

Ooh, you don't look well.

What's wrong? Are you all right?

I feel terrible.

-Let me have a look at that.
-I don't feel good. I'm feeling sick.

No way.

-One fifty. Kind of like your lamp, huh?

Aw, my poor you.

I'm going to read you Tolkien.
It'll help.

The two princes were supposed to meet
one another in Middle-Earth.

Rams...

Are you... Are you okay?

-Read this one.
-Oh, my god, be strong.

Be strong.

For the day of my wedding,
I had chosen a simple sleeveless dress.

My simple messy bun
was decorated with daisies.

I didn't hear David opening the door,

but indeed, there he was,
my groom to be, right there.

And he said, "Unfortunately,
there will not be any wedding today."

The word wedding twice in a sentence.

No Pulitzer here.

Hey, you seem to be feeling much better.

Wow, 140.

You've already dropped 10 degrees.

Should I stop now
or are you gonna go down to 110?

Who did this?