02x05 - Your Mothers and Me

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FRED: Hold on, Emma! Wait!
I have a question!

EMMANUELLE: Fred! Hurry!
We're going to be late.

FRED: Why are you dressed
like a detective?

You like you're
about to solve a crime.

-What do you mean detective?
-(DOORBELL RINGING)

Come in! Hurry!

-Hey, calm down, it's only 5:03.
-It's 5:04. Come on!

Hold you horses. You're becoming
a bit like your mother.

VICTOIRE: Put on your shoe covers!
EMMANUELLE: Shoe covers?

-FRED: Okay.
-Fred! 5:05. Are you kidding me?

-Um, well, how about a hello?
-EMMANUELLE: Hi.

-It's good to see you.
-Covers, please.

-Right. Need to put the covers on.
-Come on.

FRED: For the hardwood floors. So that
the hardwood floor won't get ruined.

-Here we go.
-Yeah, look, that's it.

And follow me. Just do it like this.
See how you just need to...

-You're good.
-Ah!

-Hi, everybody. Sorry.
-Hi.

-(CHUCKLES)
-Wow.

-Boo! Is everyone ready?
-(GASPS)

Now we can, um...

Let's begin.

So, on today's agenda,
we are going to review,

as a family, our vacation plans,

week by week for
each member of the family.

And we're going to tackle

the very complex issue
of means of transport.

So let's start with Victoire.
First two weeks of July

-is basketball camp.
-Yeah! That's my Vic! Boom, Vic!

MARIE-ANGE: Thank you, Fred.
FRED: Okay.

-Next up...
-Full swish!

There goes Vic with the three pointer!
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Go on.

Emma and Fred.

-Yes.
-Yeah. Present.

You will pick up Victoire
on the 17th of July.

And bring her to the Eurostar to head to
London with Marie-Ange.

-Well, with me, right? (CHUCKLES)
-(LAUGHS)

Anyway, so I'm counting on you
to arrive 45 minutes before departure,

-so we can relax.
-(HELENA BREATHING HEAVILY)

-What's wrong? What's going on?
-What's the matter?

-Are you okay?
-ROMY: Is this it? Are you in labor?

-Mom!
-I'll get water and towels.

-JEAN: I'll bring the car.
-(ALL CLAMORING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Calm down, everyone, please!

-It's just my sciatica.
-Okay, you scared me.

Wait. Fred and Emma, can you take Vic
on the 17th? Because... (GROANS)

I'm going to need you both
to take Romy to Saint-Malo.

Wait, wait, wait.
What do you mean?

I told you it'd be nicer at Jean's
parents' place during the month of July.

-You know, by the beach.
-Yeah.

Yeah, she can't stay
in Paris with this heat.

Seriously, my legs are swelling,
Marie-Ange.

Okay. In that case, let's rewind.

(ALL GASPING)

-You had it already?
-No.

Vic! The floor!

Okay, kids. That's enough!
Come on! To your room.

FRED: Let's go, kids! Vic's room.

-No, you stay right here and stop talking.
-All right.

-(SIGHS)
-FRED: Are you okay?

Hey, how about you give us a Powerpoint...

It's a bit beyond you.
So let's start over.

-We were saying, Romy...
-Okay.

Romy will take the train to go to
Saint-Malo with an approved guardian.

HELENA: With some stranger?

-So...
-Sure, fine. Let her get kidnapped.

That's true. She's right.
Let's be careful about this.

-I agree with you.
-I hear you.

Clara can accompany Romy.

-So the truth is, I'll be travelling...
-Problem solved!

Great! Perfect!

-Clara, you will go...
-CLARA: To Morocco.

-Pardon?
-Yeah.

So Clara's going to be in Morocco

-on a humanitarian trip with Ouria...
-What?

-...from July 18th to August 23rd.
-24th, sweetie.

CLARA: Yeah, the...
MARIE-ANGE: Wait.

-But that's so not in the plan.
-FRED: Wait a minute. That's true.

That's absolutely true.
Absolutely true, true, true.

-That's true.
-That is not at all in the plan.

Please tell why you can't just
come on vacation,

like you do every year
with your parents, huh?

Let me remind you of all the beaches,
all the grilling.

We can even go back to the beach
if we finish the grilling early.

And after the beach,
we can go back to the grilling.

But it's just that we want to feel
that we are being useful.

You can make yourself useful
to your own family. Like washing dishes,

-inflating bike tires.
-Oh, super.

Adding charcoal to the grill.

-that's something useful, too.
-Oh, please, Dad. Ouria's parents

-already said she'd be alone.
-Ouria's parents are her parents.

I'm Clara's parents, all right?
You want me to lose two children

-at the same time? Kidnapping.
-But that's not what I said at all.

Why don't you postpone your trip
to London, leave on Sunday instead?

Close the Broc Cafe in July,
reopen it on August. Good?

There are no customers in August.

-We can't and I'll miss the summer camps.
-There are Americans everywhere.

-It's impossible.
-HELENA: Oh, we're never going to make it.

I'm worried about all this stress.
It's bad for the baby.

-See what you did to the baby?
-That has nothing to do with me.

-No grilling for you then.
-I don't know what to say.

I've been working alone
on this issue for months!

Day in and day out! I just can't!
I'm so close to flipping out.

Honestly, I'm sick of it! I'm done!

-So I'll leave you to it! I'm over it!
-Marie-Ange.

-Don't Marie-Ange me. I'm fed up.
-EMMANUELLE: Breathe.

-What's wrong with her?
-Clara, you see this?

-Huh?
-My fault.

Marie-Ange, I'll do it.
It's fine. The planning, I'll do it.

-Really? You will?
-(DOOR OPENS)

-Yeah. Yeah.
-FRED: That's my wife. Yeah.

Great. It calms me down that it's you
because you're...

-Wait just a second.
-You're the smart one.

-Oh, everyone's here.
-What are you doing here, Stan?

I was just around the neighborhood,

and I wanted to see
if I was a part of the planning sesh.

And I'm not, apparently.

Makes sense. You're not
part of the family. You're my buddy.

STAN: I'm still
Vic's godfather, aren't I?

What if I'm here to spend some
quality time with my goddaughter?

-That's normal.
-FRED: You brought champagne

-to hang out with your goddaughter?
-STAN: Huh?

FRED: So you were going
to drink with the kids?

No, this? (CHUCKLES) No.
Me? Drink with her? (LAUGHS)

"Oh, here have a glass.
Here's another one."

"Oh, no, I got to drive."
"But you don't have a license."

So, Emma, anyway, thank you.
Can you get it over to me by Sunday night?

Work for you?

-You mean two days from now?
-Yeah.

-Um, who's hungry?
-Me!

-Look, there's some snacks to start off.
-Well, I could eat.

We're not finished talking about this.

Can I count on you Clara?

Count on me. I'm giving it my best.

-Your best is not enough.
-More than my best.

-For the cause, we need you at 100.
-You got me at 100. I'm there.

-I want an answer tomorrow.
-Tomorrow?

You're not the only one
who wants a spot.

-Grow up.
-(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(MOCKINGLY) "Grow up."

-(ERROR SOUNDS)
-FRED: I'm really sorry.

But at the age of 16,
you don't just go to Morocco by yourself.

Morocco! It's full of
young kids and stuff.

-EMMANUELLE: Okay, this works.
-Clara is a baby. A baby.

-EMMANUELLE: No, no. For sure.
-I can't just let her go like that.

Yes, yes. Okay,
this thing's super technical.

-If I could...
-(ERROR ALERT CHIMING)

g*dd*mn it!

-We need to deal with Clara.
-EMMANUELLE: E, F...

Because she's fragile about
this whole Morocco thing.

Her voice said it all.
She was like, "Uh, Morocco, uh..."

I'll need a vacation to recover
from organizing these vacations.

-The complexity is...
-It's unbelievable , isn't it?

It'd be nice if you paid attention
to my problems.

-You're not even listening.
-It's been about you for the past hour.

-It wasn't about just me.
-Dub dub be me.

Okay.

What?

Huh?

I'm going out.
I'm going to go for a stroll.

-I'll maybe go around town.
-EMMANUELLE: Stroll around town?

-See, I'm interested in your work.
-Oh, yeah?

-No, no, no. Fred.
-Come on, just a button.

-No, no, no!
-Let me press it, see what happens.

-No, wait. No! No!
-Please. Laptop. Give it here.

Come here a sec, Daddy.
About basketball camp, uh...

Hey, so this whole camp thing
isn't compulsory, right?

Hey, pops.
So, this summer... Honestly, uh...

Oh, no! I have another pimple.

Assalamu alaikum.

It's 6:20. The sun is rising

-and so are you, my baby.
-Yeah. But, why?

Why? Well, because you have to
get used to the Moroccan weather.

It's 100 degrees in the shade

and can get up to 150
in the middle of the day.

Are you saying you're letting me go?

-I don't understand.
-That means

your dad is willing to be your trainer.

-It's not going to be easy, you hear me?
-Yeah.

If you can go through training,
maybe I'll let you go to Morocco.

-You can change your mind, too.
-No.

You might even want to be
with your parents.

-No, I'm good.
-No, careful! Scorpions!

-Whoa! There's snakes everywhere!
-Cut it out!

-It's morning. Come on.
-This is what it's like when you're there.

Come on. Come on. Let's go.

Okay. Whoa! Okay.

That's pretty nice. Too bad you missed it.

Come on, don't pout.
After breakfast, we'll get started.

I've got a k*ller program
set up for today.

Here you go, Vic. This is for you.
A little crepe for you. Yum!

Nope. None for you.
I've got something special for you.

I'm ready to help you prepare
for your humanitarian trip to Morocco.

Here. They eat a lot of this over there.
Dry crackers.

For that arid climate, it's perfect.

Yum! Here.

-(EMMANUELLE GROANS)
-Hi, Emma. It's Laurence.

Hey, so I have a voucher for a massage
I don't think I'll be able to use.

I thought of you immediately.
I think you'll enjoy it.

-So, if you want it, it's yours. Kisses.
-Whoa.

This is her third message in an hour.

And earlier, she wanted me to go
instead of her to Marbella.

HELENA: (IN SPANISH)
Hi, beautiful.

(IN ENGLISH)
I hope everything is going well

with all the vacation planning.
We'd really like to be free

from the 17th to the 24th.

(IN SPANISH) It sounds to me
like manipulation.

Seriously, if only Vic's camp
could just end one day earlier,

-it'd be okay.
-Yeah, but I'm fine with that.

I'll quit a day early

-or skip it altogether.
-EMMANUELLE: Oh, no, no, no.

There's no way you're
missing a single day, Vic.

-You know what? I'll call them.
-FRED: Mmm-hmm. Okay.

I don't think this camp's
a good idea anyway.

-I'm sorry?
-It's not a good idea.

-Since when?
-Um, well, because I suck.

That's baloney, okay?
I'm serious. You used to be really good.

Every time we'd play, I'd be like,
"Wow. Look at her grabbing the ball."

And well, before, you'd miss it
all the time, so this is great.

On top of that, you keep growing.
You could turn out to be two meters tall.

-She never sucked, you're saying?
-No, she never sucked.

It's just that, well, we began over here.
It progressed slowly from there.

Then there were
a few periods of stagnation.

And we might be
in one of those periods now.

But if you have a good coach
who trains you regularly,

I'm telling you, you'll be amazing.

You're real lucky 'cause
we have a pro at this very table.

(CHUCKLES) "Pro." Yeah, right.

What do you mean, "Yeah, right."
What do you mean by that?

I'm not going to let you lie to her.

You're far from a pro, Dad.

Lie to her? What am I lying
about being a pro?

Look, Clara, when I play,
it's nothing but net.

Hey, come on. I took you to the court.
You saw it.

We were on the kids' court.

What? Kids? What are you saying?
Nowadays, I swear,

-the kids are way bigger than adults.
-Well, I'm sorry, pro.

Yeah.

It's crazy. (CHUCKLES)
I swear...

Vic. No, wait. I'm telling you.
Vic, I'll coach you.

Don't listen to Clara. I swear, I just...

You're going to get
nothing but net like me. One day.

-Two meters.
-What wrong with Clara?

Yeah, Clara wants to go to Morocco,
so she's being a negative Nancy.

When she could be going on vacation,

-with her family.
-(YAWNS) And Vic?

Vic, that's another problem.
It's a confidence thing.

Summer vacation's going
to be tricky this year.

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

-ROMY: Papa!
-Yes?

-ROMY: Papa!
-Yeah?

ROMY: (SHOUTING) Papa!

Over here.

-ROMY: (SHOUTING) Papa!
-Look, I'm here. Quit yelling.

-Where's the tent?
-The what?

-The tent.
-The tent is where the tents live.

No, but, seriously, Papa.

Look, I don't know. It's uh...
Oh, yes. Check the cellar.

Look what I found.
Look what it is.

See, I bought this for Clara.
It's her first suitcase.

It seems like it just happened.

We went to Italy together. Wow.

She's going to be so glad
that I found this.

Life goes by so fast, you...

It goes by fast. That's for sure.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

-(SNORING)
-(DOOR OPENS)

(GASPS) I'm awake. I'm awake.

-Morocco. Give me the travel dates.
-Uh...

-July 18th to August 24th.
-July 18th. Perfect.

That means that on the 17th, you can do
a roundtrip to Saint-Malo with Romy,

-come back, then fly to Morocco.
-Oh, but wait. I'm not taking a plane.

I go by train to Algeciras. And there,
I'll be boarding a boat to Tangier.

-We're planning for three days ...
-FRED: Sorry, a boat? What? Hold up.

A boat? You're taking a boat?

Well, yeah.

That's one of the most dangerous
means of transport in the world.

Top 30. I'm serious.

First, skydiving.
Just after that, uh, there's paragliding.

-It's the same level of danger.
-Yeah, who told you that?

Who told me? Seriously, I mean,
haven't you seen Titanic?

That was barely 20 years ago.

-The film was 20 years ago.
-EMMANUELLE: Mmm-hmm.

-That wasn't the real Titanic.
-Well, to be verified.

-But hey, listen, in any case...
-(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Oh, I'll leave you to it it.
I'm getting a call. Marie-Ange!

-Uh, well...
-Oh, the bag from when I was little.

You are correct. And it'll also be
your big girl bag for your solo trip.

So for this next challenge,
you're going to have to fit

all of your little belongings
into this little bag here.

-Wait, I can't possibly travel with that.
-Yes, you're going to use this.

-Okay.
-It'll be great. So, um,

there's a little problem with the handle.
It doesn't come out completely.

So you'd be a bit like this. But honestly,
it's fine. It might hurt a little.

But you'll get used to it.

Uh! No.

You're going to the desert.
No plug there.

Yeah. No way.

(CLEARS THROAT)
I didn't push it properly.

Oh, good try.

-Okay. All right. Fine.
-Thataway.

Wow, there's so much
you're trying to put in there, hmm?

-Zip. Zip.
-Boy, it's getting heavy.

One more squeeze and it's all done.

-Magic!
-Ta-dah!

There's still some tests to pass.

You're not leaving yet.

Okay, but the plane makes more sense.

Clara's going to be
saving kids all summer.

What's the point of saving
some trees by taking a plane?

That's not how it works, Marie-Ange.

-It also solves the Romy problem.
-Mmm-hmm.

Romy. Oh. Where have you been?

-Down in the cellar.
-We have one?

-Well, yeah.
-Wait. Sorry.

You're letting Romy go alone

-down into the cellar?
-Huh?

-I mean, no, of course not. (CHUCKLES)
-Ah, boy. Okay.

-Now, so for Romy,
-Yeah.

-if it's not you who'll take her...
-Mmm-hmm.

...and if it's not Clara,
I don't know, maybe Jean.

-Wait, where are you going, Romy?
-I'm going down to the cellar.

By the way, did you call him?

-Romy!
-You should really ask him.

-He might be up for it.
-Romy!

-Hey, we're not done yet. Emma?
-Yeah, yeah, I'm listening.

-I can hear you.
-This call's important.

-Marie-Ange? I'm not getting any signal.
-I can't really hear you.

-I can't hear you. Marie-Ange?
-It's not working.

-It's not working. (GASPS)
-Hey, who are you talking to?

No!

-Stan?
-FRED: A woman just fell over

with her stroller and her child's
on the ground.

-What do you do?
-I step over.

Not very humanitarian.
Got to help the baby.

-You okay?
-I offered help.

But, no, you could
only give only one answer.

-What a shame. No, no, no.
-Oh, Romy. Romy!

Romy. Romy.

-You... You can't go to the cellar alone.
-Don't worry. I'm being careful.

You're always stressing.
I'm just saving summer vacation here.

I can't believe we have a cellar.

FRED: (WHISTLING)
Go, go, go! Too slow!

-Yeah! Yeah!
-(PANTING)

You're going to miss your train.
You're going to miss it.

(SHOUTING)
Is that all you got?

Just seconds left. Five, four,

-three, two...
-Dad, please shut up.

(ARABIC MUSIC PLAYING)

FRED: (YELLING) Go, go!

(PANTING)

Yes.

-Yeah? No? No? No? Yes?
-What?

Yeah, well? You missed your train,

-which means you lost this challenge.
-Are you serious?

You didn't listen to the announcement.
They changed the platform, yeah.

-Plus the train left early.
-You're improvising.

-Come on. That's not fair, man.
-But it's not over.

-I'll give you one last opportunity.
-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.
-Okay. What is it?

(YELLS) Come on! Let's go!

I'm warning you.
The last step's going to be intense.

Well, well, well. What is this?
This is amazing.

Look at my little Vic.

I mean, you're the same
as I was at this age.

A passion for basketball. I had posters
of Jordan and everything. Oh.

-Um, Dad...
-It feels so weird. Seriously.

-Can we maybe talk?
-Of course. What is it?

-Well, about basketball, actually...
-Yes.

(GASPS) Oh, yes. Sorry, of course.
The training I promised.

So sorry. I'm really just...
Forgive me. I was so focused on Clara.

I'll be right back.
Let me get some water, okay?

Well go downstairs,
we'll train a little.

-Really, I'm so sorry.
-No, that's cool.

You see,
as long as it's not over the shoulder,

you can't be travelling, right. Huh?

This is traveling. This is fine.
Oh! But not this. See?

Yeah, keep going.
Watch your wrist. Like this.

Then you aim for the blue square.

Okay. One more point, me.

Come on. Do like your daddy
on the line there.

Come on. Go, go, go.
Go ahead, my Vic.

-You turn. Come on. Go.
-I told you. I suck.

Don't think like that. Go ahead.
Up and crack your wrist.

(GRUNTS)

Wow, that was good. We're this close.
Still a bit of room for improvement

But you'll get there in an hour or two.

-Oh. What are you doing, Clara?
-(GRUNTS)

-Oh! Hey, careful. Go get the ball. Hey!
-Timeout. Timeout.

There's 45 minutes left
to bring the water from the well, okay?

The kids are dying of thirst.
There's no break.

-There is. Please...
-No. What you're doing is so dangerous.

You're in the middle of the desert,
there are scorpions, venomous animals,

desert eels. You know, they come
from below the ground and well...

Ba! They sting you in the back.

I saw a little Moroccan girl like that
on the ground. It was horrible.

Ah! It pierced her through.
It just came out from there.

-Come on! Just a quick break.
-Vic, the basket.

Aim for the square, okay?

And it needs to fall in the circle.
It's mathematical.

And you don't seem to be motivated.
So we'll end this here.

Are you kidding me?
Of course I'm motivated.

Come on. I bet these
challenges are insane.

FRED: Forget it. You know what?
We're done here.

-You're not ready.
-(VICTOIRE GRUNTS)

You'll go in a year, or in ten years,
when it'll be 200 degrees in Morocco.

It'll be fun. But at this point,
you're going to come with us

for your family vacation.
Somewhere safe, by the pool.

With sausages and Chipotle, all right?

-Come on. Take your bottles back.
-Unbelievable.

Hey, you should be proud. I did all
of your crazy challenges, all right?

Look, I did them all. I'm ready.

It's always about you.
Your vacation, your grill. I'm done.

I'm so done!
I don't even want to go

-on vacation with you anymore.
-Watch it.

-Never again, Dad.
-What? Clara. Clara!

-Come back here right now! (WHISTLES)
-Leave me alone!

Clara!

Why'd you stop playing?
This isn't about you. Clara!

Come on, Vic. Let's go.

All right.

What's that? You almost hurt me.

-Did you do that on purpose?
-I'm sorry.

-Come on. Let's go. (WHISTLES)
-Please.

Come on. Go to the car.

Wait, I don't have a car.

-Are you okay, Vic?
-Yeah, yeah.

All right.

(EXHALES)

You know what?

I'll make it easy for you.

There's no more Morocco.

And there it is.

There you go. It's over.

-Wait, I'm not ready?
-It's obvious.

I'm totally ready.
What are you talking about?

Did you see your reaction
at Marie-Ange's? I mean,

-around your daughters, you're kind of...
-I'm sorry. Yes, they're my girls.

-So I protect them, okay? I pay attention.
-No, no, no.

When I feel like it's not safe,
I'm careful.

I'm sorry for being the best dad.

-Wow. It's persecution, you know.
-You're overprotective.

You're way overprotective.

-You have to let them fly.
-For a plane to take off,

everything has to function right.

I know, at the moment, Clara,
her tires are a bit deflated,

her wings are broken, the c*ck is black
with a ton of mosquitos

and she won't see anything.

She'll crash within three hours
in Morocco.

Clara's mature. She's very mature.
She's really grown.

Do you remember what you were
doing at 16 years old?

Yes, of course.
I was doing a bunch of stuff. Why?

Because I was super mature.

I was physically mature.
I mean, in the best shape of my life.

I mean, I could face the world. I'm sorry.
Yeah. Clara's a baby. She can't.

Period.

Comma.

I like basketball.
But just for fun, you know.

I'm not really up for a whole week of it.

There's camp for science
I'd like to go to.

Really? Science?

Yeah, there's a great once at Pic du Midi.

We build the solar system
during a whole week.

Oh, yeah? So what is this place called?

Science at the Top.

Science at the Top, huh?
That's a good name.

Science at the...

"Science at the Top
offers workshops from July 6th to 15th."

From the 6th to 15th?
Oh, that's perfect, Vic!

This fixes everything!
No, really. You have to go.

Well, I mean, if you want to go.

If you really want to go,
then let's make it happen.

But only if you want to, of course.
It's, uh...

What about basketball then?

Daddy thinks it's our thing, you know.
And I don't want to make him feel bad.

Oh.

Well...

First, you need to tell him
about the camp

and communicate what you really feel.
I'm pretty sure he'll understand.

Thank you.

-(DOOR OPENS)
-The 6th to the 15th.

The 6th to the 15th of July. Amazing.
The 6th to the 15th. That's perfect.

CLARA: Uh, yeah, I'm really sorry,
but we can't come.

OURIA: Why not? What happened?

-CLARA: It's my dad.
-What do you mean your dad?

Well, uh, apparently he doesn't trust me.
So I can't go.

Are you serious?
But we need you here.

You told all of us you'd come. So come.

(HIGH-PITCHED) Hello?

-Oh, super.
-Oh, you're the dad?

-You should be ashamed of yourself.
-Oh, yeah?

Because of you, we can't plant
all the trees we wanted to.

We'll all be dead in 15 years because
you don't give a damn...

-That's bad manners, okay?
-Are you serious right now?

-Yeah. Did you hear how she spoke to me?
-It's how you spoke to her.

-I mean, you don't even know her.
-What? I smiled and everything.

I even said "Hi, Ouria."
A minimum of respect.

-I'm the adult here.
-You started talking to her like that.

Cam we talk for two minutes?

-How about a delicious...
-Not in the mood for crepes right now.

Crepe with sugar. You wait because
this one I call The Helping Hand Crepe.

You should take the hand of this crepe
because it's telling you,

(HIGH-PITCHED) "It's fine sweetie. Now you
can go on that trip you want to go on."

So, you're cool if I...

-Are you serious, or I mean...
-I don't know. Actually, it's the crepe.

The crepe is okay.

-(LAUGHS)
-You should always listen

to the crepe of friendship.

You're saying you'll let me?

I'm okay with Morocco.

I was an idiot.
I have no right to say no to this.

You're grown, you're responsible.
I trust you.

Come on. Come here, my little kitten.

-There we go.
-VICTOIRE: Daddy! Come quick!

-The basket vanished.
-What's wrong with her?

Her though don't trust at all.
I swear, Vic is...

-What do you mean the packet vanished?
-The basket.

-Is this a joke?
-Wait, hold on. What is this?

Who... Who did this?

Crazy.

How did...

What is... Okay, okay,
No, okay, okay.

Hold on. Emma and Vic,
Clara and Papa. Who's missing?

-EMMANUELLE: Mmm-hmm.
-Bird? Johnson? Follow me.

I mean, follow her.

-I mean...
-Follow me.

Wow! This looks amazing!
Incredible!

FRED: This is good! Impressive!

-Ta-dah!
-Wow. Wow.

-FRED: What are we walking into?
-(EMMANUELLE GASPS)

-Wow, Romy!
-FRED: What are we walking into?

-Romy!
-FRED: It's crazy! This is nuts!

But how did you get up there?
Incredible.

-The camel and everything!
-No, it's a dromedary.

A llama?

-An animal.
-An animal, yeah.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

-That's amazing.
-Very cool.

-FRED: We'll have to practice, huh?
-(EMMANUELLE AND CLARA LAUGH)

Unbelievable! Unbelievable!

That way we have Morocco on this side
and basketball over here.

Now no more need
for basketball camp or anything!

And the three of us can stay here
at the apartment this summer!

-It's genius. You're genius.
-Isn't it brilliant?

That's unbelievable.
Just for concept alone, 130 points.

-Right?
-Yeah, yeah.

Um, and for clothes, I'd say ten.

For shoes, four. But hey, that's still
for a grand total of 186.

-Yeah. Mmm-hmm.
-I love math.

Anyway, uh, well done.
There's just one thing you need to know.

It's that Clara has to go to Morocco.

Look, I'm stumped about it, too.
No clue why she wants to go.

-So you're actually going?
-Yeah. Yeah, I am.

Vic, do you...

-VICTOIRE: Well, uh...
-What?

Daddy, it's really pretty cool. Um...

Well, um, I really want to,
uh, go to science camp.

-What? How?
-VICTOIRE: At the Pic du Midi.

-What?
-Well, instead of basketball.

Yes, I see. I'm getting that.
Well, I'm getting it now. So...

So you don't want to do
anything that I propose?

So you're done with basketball?

Shaquille O'Neal, LeBron James
and all that, Michael Jordan...

-To each their own.
-EMMANUELLE: Fred.

-Well, no, sure, that's cool.
-VICTOIRE: Can I go?

Um, of course, that's cool.
Go ahead. I'm really happy.

-You are?
-FRED: No, no, it makes me happy.

Thank you so much.

Reassure me, you still like
swimming and kitesurfing.

I've never been a big fan, no.

Yeah.

-No? Who's into kitesurfing here?
-VICTOIRE: No.

-You?
-Oh, yeah, That's me.

But you still remain my favorite, honey.

(BOTH SCATTING)

-Oh, sweetie.
-So annoying.

-You're annoying. Come here.
-Super annoying.

I'm messing with you. Bring it in.

-Come on. You're all my princesses.
-Thank you so much, Dad.

Ah, if only I had a queen here...

-(CLARA AND VIC LAUGHING)
-Oh! (LAUGHS)

ROMY: La la! Something stinks!

-CLARA: Yeah, Dad.
-Yeah, I know. That's because I...

-Just go shower.
-(ALL LAUGHING)

So Victoire returns on the 15th
from science camp at Pic du Midi.

I'm sorry, but that
wasn't at all the plan,

to go to a science thing, was it?

Marie-Ange, life's full of the unexpected.
You can't be in control of everything.

And don't worry,
I took care of everything. Okay?

She'll be picked up by Stan for some

godfather goddaughter time.
Right, Marie-Ange?

Hm? Oh, yeah. I don't know.
Sure, I'm fine with that.

FRED: Why are you asking Marie-Ange?

-It's cool.
-I mean, how does it concern her?

-Well, I'm fine.
-FRED: There's something wrong here.

-MARIE-ANGE: Not at all, it's fine.
-Okay, anyway, in the meantime,

Fred and Emma will drop Romy off
to Saint-Malo on the 16th

-and return on the 17th for the Eurostar.
-Hold on.

Question. Since Clara's now
planning to go to Morocco,

would it be possible to plan a weekend
to get away with her and Ines?

(FRED CHUCKLING)

Is this really just me
who finds this funny or...

It's unreal. Because you had literally
no problem letting our daughter leave.

And suddenly,
you want to spend time with her.

-Fred, we talked about it. It's fine.
-(LAUGHING)

No, but that won't be a problem.
You'll be able to have some time together.

Because you guys are going to be taking

-Clara by train all the way to the boat.
-FRED: Nice.

-What?
-Hey. That's it. Stop. Huh? Okay?

I declare the vacation planning

-now over. Until then...
-Perfect, babe.

...remember, if there is no solution,
then it means that there is no problem.

-If there is no...
-Yeah!

-(FRED WHOOPING)
-Yeah!

-(MARIE-ANGE WHOOPING)
-Well done.

HELENA: No, no. It's perfect.
FRED: That's my lady.

-It's well organized.
-Superb!

-Oh, yeah.
-It complicated, but if you get it...

-If you got it, then, uh...
-Ooh! Great!

-Put in the work.
-FRED: Great!

-Bye, Clara.
-Bye.

-Later.
-Okay, bye. Thanks.

-Thanks.
-Okay, bye.

-See you later, troublemakers!
-Bye, Papa!

-Bye, Romy!
-Kisses, princess.

-Thank you. Bye.
-Ciao. Ciao.

-Ciao.
-Hasta luego.

-Hasta luego.
-Okay, bye.

-Bye!
-Later, sweetie.

-Bye.
-Yeah, ciao.

Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye.

Ah, hey, actually, let's get together
to plan the All Saints' Day vacation?

Uh...

Thursday the 16th at my place.
Yeah, that's perfect.

So be on time, obviously,
and then carry an umbrella

-because I saw that this weekend...
-Careful of your fingers. Careful!

Wow. I really hope I smashed her finger.