ROMY: Just show me the envelope, come on!
FRED: No! No!
-ROMY: But, Papa, please.
-No!
-Your mother gave me the envelope.
-Papa!
The whole baby gender reveal thing
is very important to her.
-But why?
-So we will not open it till Sunday.
No.
But why do we have to wait
and be surprised
to find out if I'm getting
a little brother or sister?
Because that's how they've doing it
in the States for a million years!
No, you know what?
-I'm gonna show the letter to Vic.
-ROMY: What?
-She knows how to keep secrets.
-You know it, Daddy.
Hey, it was a joke. Are you crazy or what?
ROMY: But I've always been
the trustworthy one.
Smells strange. (SNIFFS)
Do you smell that as well?
GRANDMA JO: Two or three, yeah,
two should be enough for the rice.
-EMMA: For the pineapple?
-Hope it's not...
EMMA: I think you're right.
Yeah, two should be fine.
GRANDMA JO: Perfect.
-(GASPS) Grandma Jo!
-ROMY: Grandma, yay!
GRANDMA JO: Surprise!
-Hello, my sweeties. (LAUGHS)
-So happy you're here.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
FRIDAY
-GRANDMA JO: Well then?
-Mom, hi.
-Where's my hug, huh?
-Yes, of course!
I'm so glad that
you're here to visit all of us.
Hey, come on now. I want a real hug!
-That was a real hug.
-Come on.
-(YELLS) Stop it! No!
-(LAUGHING)
FRED: Stop, stop, stop. Stop it.
-Now there's my favorite son.
-Yeah. That's my mom.
-Listen.
-Yeah.
I'm so glad that I finally
got to meet the fabulous Emma!
You're gonna see, Emma.
This is my secret recipe. Take a look!
It's half Creole and half Picardy.
Don't take this the wrong way, Mom,
but are you here just because
or is there a special reason?
Well, Helena invited me
to her party... What is it called, again?
-The gender wailing?
-Gender reveal, Grandma.
Well, whatever. Those darn trends.
I just figured this would be
a perfect chance to come and visit
-the man of my life!
-Wait. Mom!
-Wait. Wait!
-The man of my life!
Here I come, sweetie, my boy. Ah!
-Sweetie! (LAUGHS)
-No, no, no. Mom. (CHUCKLES)
It was here! It was right here. Oh, no.
Are you okay, Fred? You seem anxious.
No, I'm definitely not okay. I'm changing.
Happens every time my mother
comes to see me.
(SIGHS) I'm even losing my sense of humor.
And now this is a mess. All right
It's nothing against you, but...
It's a mess. It's...
The colors, it's all completely
mismatched an everything.
I don't even know
where to find anything anymore.
-Where are the tablecloths?
-We have 'em?
Yes, we have tablecloths, honey.
-Yes, we do.
-Mmm-hmm.
My mother loves tablecloth.
You need them everywhere.
She's a tableclother. She loves them.
GRANDMA JO: Fred! Where's that
gorgeous little tablecloth I got you?
sh**t! If I don't find them...
Look, we have to find the tablecloths,
because in a few hours
the apartment will be different.
She's gonna put plastic on the sofas,
on the remote control...
She's gonna change everything.
Go get me
the photos of Mitterrand that I have.
That'll change the mood. Please, please...
We need to find those tablecloths.
Ah, here.
(SIGHS) Oh, thank goodness, it's here.
Good, good.
Um, no offence. Don't you...
think you're going overboard
just a little?
You have no idea who's entered
the house right now. Like no idea.
-You know the move The Thing?
-Yeah, pretty terrifying.
That's my mother.
The Thing is my mother, quite literally.
When I was a kid,
when the movie came out, all the kids would say,
"Hey, the Thing is so much like your mom."
They'd say, "Your mom's the Thing."
That's how she is.
She walks into a place and just takes over.
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
-Whoo!
-Here we go!
-Hey, hey.
-Wow.
-Ta-da!
-All right.
Wait. Hey, Vic. Whoa. Your elbows.
Uh, Romy. (CLAPS)
You're slouching.
And please, Clara, no phones at the table.
-Not at the table. Put it down.
-Fine. All right.
Maybe we could say a prayer first.
You know, our usual prayer?
-Prayer?
-To express gratitude, that's all.
Uh, yeah, yeah.
To express...
-Thank you for, uh...
-For, uh, this meal.
This meal. For life.
-For these animals who died, thank you.
-EMMA: For us, yes.
FRED: Thanks to nature,
that was cut, polished,
patched and varnished
to make tables and other things.
And thank you for coming.
But now let's dig in.
-FRED: Great prayer.
-Yup, super.
So, now tell me all everything, girls.
You can't wait to become
a big sister, huh, Romy?
Really, I'm most excited to see
who I'll be a big sister to.
There isn't much difference really.
I have both, and honestly,
they're equally annoying.
Whoa,
don't talk to your sisters like that.
Listen, girl or boy,
the most important thing
is to be well-behaved.
Exactly. You're right.
ROMY: Don't worry, Grandma.
I'll teach them excellent manners.
Yeah. Hey, Romy, hey!
It's the tablecloth. It's not a napkin.
I'm sorry, I didn't know.
We never use them.
Yes, we do. It's just not this week
because they were all in the wash.
So, Emma, tell me the verdict.
-Good?
-Mmm. Delicious.
Bet you've never had that in Canada.
Oh, no. That's for sure.
It's full of flavor. It's...
I used to date a Quebecois, Francis.
During my classical singing days.
-Is that right?
-You had a step-father from Quebec?
Well, this is news to me.
It was just...
It was when you supposedly were a singer.
Listen, he was just a friend.
I mean that's all.
FRED: Oh, friend?
That's an interesting way to put it.
-(CHUCKLES)
-GRANDMA JO: Oh, come on, sweetie.
You know the most important man
in my life is you.
-But Francis lived with you?
-(EMMA CHUCKLES)
-It's a serious question.
-Are you doing this right now?
What? I have a right to know.
(SIGHS)
Yeah, I get it.
It'll be fine. I just need to find
the right way to say it.
Find the right way to say what?
Let me call you back, Mom.
Nothing serious, Grandma. Don't worry.
Clara, come on. You know me.
I'll find out either way.
Come on. Out with it.
Uh, I got kicked out of school
two days ago. There.
Because I got my whole class
to boycott an exam.
I felt really bad for my friend Paul.
He's dyslexic and the teacher
refused him extra time.
Oh, sweetie.
Being rebellious has consequences.
I know just please don't tell Dad.
He'll ground me for a thousand years
and there's a concert I cannot miss.
Well...
Clara, look, you're a big girl.
So I won't tell him.
Okay, thanks, Grandma. You're the best!
-On one condition.
-Yeah?
That you're the one to tell him.
Ah.
-What're you doing?
-(ROMY GASPS)
Well, isn't there a part of you
that wants to open this?
Uh, no, a secret's a secret.
But secrets are meant to be
found out though, right?
No, a secret is meant to stay a secret!
Romy!
-Romy, no!
-ROMY: Leave me alone!
VICTOIRE: Give it back!
Never! No, it's mine. (SCREAMS)
-VICTOIRE: Stop!
-You can catch me!
VICTOIRE: Stop.
(GRUNTING)
Hey, what're you...
No, wait. Don't!
We don't know what's in it.
(GULPS)
What have you done, Vic?
Oh, man.
The tablecloth is not a napkin.
What's that about?
Oh, it's my mother, she's turning me
into a monster. I'm a monster.
-I'm a monster. Emma! Emma! Emma!
-Mmm?
I'm in the process of transforming.
I'm turning into a monster.
-It's my mother! My mother!
-Leave me alone, Fred.
Go away. Go away!
This is all my fault. I'm not like this.
GRANDMA JO: (LAUGHING) Oh, no, no, no.
Well, obviously, I'm going to tell him.
No, I'm just waiting for the right moment.
You know what I mean.
Well, of course, he'll be thrilled.
His mother will be moving to Paris.
-FRED: Huh?
-And for good too. (CHUCKLES)
FRED: You're kidding me. Oh, please no.
-Honey. Red alert! Red alert!
-Mmm?
It's a red alert.
My mother, she's moving here.
That's good,
she'll see the girls more often.
No, you don't understand!
Whoa, whoa. Wake up! Wake up!
-What?
-This is important. You don't get it.
My mother's moving to Paris
to live with us!
-Forever!
-Nonsense, come back to bed.
It's not nonsense! I just heard it.
But, Fred, your mother is not an idiot.
Our apartment is completely crowded.
She knows that.
She's not just gonna move in.
Just talk to your mother. Okay?
You don't know her. I'm her only son.
You think I can just abandon her?
Who do you think I am? No.
-What?
-You gotta talk to her.
-What? You want me to speak to her?
-You have to.
But, Fred, I just met her today. I'm not...
I can't talk to her, I'm her son.
We're too close. Our bond is too tight.
That's the point!
It's not my job to do that.
But you two are like strangers.
-My love, please. I beg you.
-Hey, no, Fred! You're not five anymore.
You just have to talk to her, that's all.
It'll be fine, okay?
-So, you'll do it?
-Yeah, I will.
-Promise?
-Yeah, it's fine.
I think I should say something like,
"Yeah, Mom, so, uh..."
Is that okay?
(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
SATURDAY
(GASPS)
It was horrible! I dreamt we lost
the paper with the gender of the baby.
Vic, don't you remember
that you ate that paper?
What are we going to do, huh?
A plan, that's what we need.
-Did you sleep well, my darling?
-Better than you, I guess.
It's perfect, huh?
It's more Feng Shui, right?
I liked how it was before too.
Um...
Yeah?
There's something I need to tell you.
Good, I have news too, sweetie.
Okay. Well, so I'll go first.
-Uh...
-(SIGHS)
(BLOWS RASPBERRY) Heh.
-Huh.
-Mmm?
-Fred, come on. Don't be shy.
-No, okay, if you keep interrupting...
How can I interrupt you
if you're not saying anything?
It's the same thing every time, Mom.
Every time I try to...
-Every time? Well, go on then.
-Okay.
(EXHALES) I'm listening to you.
-(DOORBELL RINGS)
-How...
Let me get that. I'll be right back.
-All right.
-(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
-Mom...
-Hey! How are you doing?
-Stan!
-STAN: It's been so long!
-Yeah, it's Stan. Hey, mellow out.
-Sure is!
-Uh, he never moved, you know?
-Oh, no?
-So great that you got to see each other.
-Yeah.
It's been a long time.
I didn't know you were here.
FRED: And unfortunately,
she's not here for long.
Which is exactly what I wanted to explain.
GRANDMA JO: Mmm-hmm.
You'll have to leave the apartment.
Why is that? Because Stan is going to
move into your room.
He'll be moving in for about a month, yeah?
-Huh? Well, yeah. One month.
-One month?
-One month? Maybe more.
-One month. Yeah.
-More if you say so.
-Why? What happened, Stan?
-A burglary!
-Rodent issue.
Yeah.
Well, it's not...
I mean, they stole all of my water. Yes.
-They stole your water?
-Yeah.
But how did they... Does that mean
they took the entire water tank?
You go to turn it on and just, nothing?
-STAN: I was, uh... Yeah.
-Can you believe it?
-I was stunned.
-It's pretty bad to be honest.
-It's pretty bad.
-The water thieves.
Those guys.
I saw a documentary about them.
-Yeah. they can make you... Ooh.
-Yeah.
The cops said you don't wanna mess around.
They mean business, these guys.
-Yeah, yeah.
-So...
So wait. Where is all your stuff then?
Uh... Well, downstairs. All packed.
So we're gonna go down
to get his stuff and it would be great
if you could pack your bags in the meantime.
Thanks, Mom.
How's it going, Grandma?
Anything you need?
I do. But, sweetie, why are you asking?
Well, do you know how to find out
if someone's having a boy or a girl?
Well, I can speak for me.
When I was pregnant with your dad,
I always wanted to drink coffee.
Okay, super. Can you tell us more?
Craving coffee.
And my feet hurt all the time.
Usually the left one.
-Sore, uh, feet...
-Left foot!
Why are you asking me
all these questions, sweetie?
(CHUCKLES)
You know, my darlings,
you can bother gathering
all the clues in the world,
but you'll never be able to
completely guess
the gender of the baby before the party.
FRED: Come on, please.
Let's hurry up a bit,
because otherwise my mother
will suspect something.
STAN: Well, it's been over an hour
since we left.
Of course she'll suspect something.
How long do I have to stay
at your place again?
I don't know.
Until she realizes she has to leave.
Right. But shouldn't you
just talk to her about this?
Are you crazy or something?
The poor thing, you want to k*ll her?
She'll bawl.
Well, I mean,
sometimes it's better if she cries,
then you can figure things out.
-What's the problem, man?
-What?
You keep coming to my house
without me even asking you,
but when I finally ask you to stay
for a while so that my mom will get out...
-Yeah?
-Then you're all like,
"Uh, no, I don't know.
Maybe we should talk to her..." (GIBBERISH)
What's your problem?
Uh, well, it's just 'cause I had, uh,
I had to help a friend
with some varnishing.
How is it you'll help
with varnishing though?
Well, I'm gonna varnish the floor,
the kitchen,
everything that's made out of wood.
-Okay, you're lying, man.
-No.
-Do you have a girlfriend?
-(LAUGHS)
-Girlfriend?
-Wow? (LAUGHS)
-What was that laugh?
-No, dude, I don't have a girlfriend.
Oh, boy.
-Now that was the laugh of a liar.
-I'm laughing because you made me laugh.
You are something.
Oh, but that's okay. I'll cancel.
I'll cancel the varnishing.
-I'll cancel it.
-Yeah, yeah.
(VACUUM CLEANER WHIRRING)
(DOOR OPENS)
There you are. What took you so long?
Uh...
Yeah, that's because, well, uh, he, uh...
I forgot most of my stuff, turns out.
-That's why we had to go back and...
-FRED: Yeah.
-That's it.
-STAN: Yeah.
-GRANDMA JO: Sweetie?
-Yeah?
Come and have a chat with your old mom.
I really can't right now.
I have to help him settle in
-cause he can't do it by himself.
-It's hard to do things by myself.
(SIGHS)
I just saw your mom
and she said that Stan's staying here?
-FRED: Uh...
-So, uh...
Uh, well, yes.
Listen, he had a...
a problem with his apartment,
so I thought the least that
I could do was host him
-for a little bit.
-Mmm-hmm. Tell me, you talk to your mom?
Did you tell your mom she can't stay here?
I was about to...
and then,
right when I was going to tell her,
she said... she was sick.
Is it bad?
A heart murmur.
Really?
Yeah, she already
had that card up her sleeve.
I played a three of clubs
and she played the queen of hearts.
Literally, a heart murmur.
She has a heart murmur!
Oh, no, Fred, I'm so sorry.
(SIGHS) It's only
a heart murmur, but hey...
Hmm. I know it's still hard on you.
Yeah, I'll be fine!
But please, don't tell anyone.
My mother would take it badly
if everyone found out, you know?
-Yeah, yeah, of course.
-She'd get dramatic.
-You get what I'm saying.
-Come here. It's okay.
It's okay.
(THUDS)
-Dad?
-FRED: Mmm-hmm?
Come sit over here.
Okay.
(FRED SIGHS)
-Guess what I found out?
-Hmm?
I found out...
papaniou is coming to OrelSan's concert!
(BOTH WHOOPING)
We're going together!
I got seats in the D section,
right next to each other.
I just got them.
ROMY: (IN SPANISH)
Hi! I'm Helena Marquez.
(IN ENGLISH) Yes, I'm calling because
you gave me an envelope
that said if my baby was a girl or a boy
and I'm sorry, but I lost it.
-Do you remember what it said?
-Great.
What's my age?
-My age!
-Old!
-Old.
-WOMAN: I don't think you're Helena Marquez.
Um, hello? I am too, Helena Marquez!
But I can even tell you
what movies I've been in.
Chilli in the Sauce, Live Forever...
-Come in Monday?
-When?
No, Monday, I'm busy, I have school.
-But...
-I mean, I'm dropping off my daughter.
(LINE DISCONNECTS)
Hello?
And she's gone.
Well, why were you were doing
a bad Quebec accent then?
Quebec isn't "si".
And "hola" is Spanish.
(ACCENTED)
Hello, that's the Quebec accent.
No, that's Spanish!
(IN NORMAL VOICE)
Haven't you bothered listening to Emma?
And thank you.
Head, shoulders, knees, and toes.
CLARA: Knees and toes.
Your phone? Stan?
-Yeah. Oh, my bad.
-(OVEN BEEPS)
Oh, I think my curry lasagna
-is finally ready.
-No, no, no. I'll get it. Don't worry.
Oh, well, thank you, Emma,
that was very kind of you.
Yum, yum, yum!
Listen, girls, we have to eat well now
'cause I have a feeling
tomorrow will only be cherry tomatoes
and itty-bitty cheese cubes. (SCOFFS)
But really,
a gender wailing whole to do?
Back in my day,
we were able to wait nine months
to see if we're having a boy or a girl.
It's a new era now
so there are new customs.
And by the way,
Helena is planning a piñata.
-Ooh! You're in the know, Stan.
-STAN: Yeah.
And for you,
there's a little fitness trail.
-Aw.
-I'm not sure that a fitness trail
is all that appropriate for her right now.
-Sure. I love those.
-I'm sure it's fine.
I have one right by my home.
I go there every week
with my friend, Josie.
-Oh, yeah?
-Well, that doesn't sound very wise.
-Yeah.
-GRANDMA JO: Hey, it's not like
I have both feet in the grave yet.
-Ha! No! Not at all.
-EMMA: Oh, no, I didn't mean it that way.
Tomorrow, I'm just gonna bring some chairs
just in case you want
to take a load off your feet.
-Uh...
-Folding chairs.
Uh, ladies, maybe you could
wait until everyone is served
before you start eating, please?
So, you also think that I'm old? Great!
Not at all. That's crazy.
Of course not. It's...
-Just because of your heart...
-Emma!
-Don't say it.
-Okay.
What was that about my heart?
Your murmur.
What? What are you talking about?
STAN: You're sick?
FRED: There isn't...
-There's no murmur then?
-Seriously?
Is that you all think of me?
-That I'm just old and sick? Unbelievable!
-CLARA: Calm down, Grandma.
-She was only saying that because...
-FRED: Hey! Whoa! You calm down!
Don't talk to your grandmother
with such disrespect.
Hey, you know what? Everybody go to bed.
What is wrong with you, Dad?
-Are you insane?
-Come on, Vic. Let's go.
Clara, don't talk
to your father like that!
Don't you have
something to tell him, young lady?
-I don't have...
-Hmm? Go on.
Oh, my poor boy, you're so naive.
-Want me to tell you?
-Yeah.
-Your daughter here...
-Yeah?
Well, she got kicked out of school.
Oh!
There you have it.
-Clara, say it's not true.
-Fred?
-Why didn't you tell me you were expelled?
-Please let me explain, Dad.
-Let me tell you the whole story.
-That's bad.
That's... This is very important.
-No, that's medium important.
-Well, this is very important.
-I'm sorry.
-There'll be no concert.
-What? No!
-That's it. We're done here.
Okay, but wait.
Your mother being sick was never true?
No, of course my mother isn't sick.
-But why would you say that?
-Because I was joking.
I wasn't tell you... When I told you...
I said it as a joke. I said,
-As a joke?
-"She has a heart murmur."
Like this, I said like this.
"Ha-ha. She has a heart murmur."
Great prank.
It's the famous joke of the heart murmur.
It's funny, Fred.
I'm done, I'm full. No more jokes today.
-Emma!
-(DOOR OPENS)
-Wait, Emma.
-(DOOR CLOSES)
ROMY: Wait, why did she leave?
There's curry in here, Jo?
-GRANDMA JO: Hmm.
-Oh, wow.
(VOICEMAIL) Hi, you've reached
Emmanuelle Lemay.
I can't get to the phone but
leave a message after the beep, thanks.
-(BEEPS)
-Hey, my love, listen,
this is the fifth message
that I'm leaving you here.
I'm very worried, it's midnight.
I'm sorry I lied to you, I'm sorry!
I love you. Call me back!
Hey, dude, take it outside.
Some of us are sleeping.
Are you crazy? You think this
is a sleeping car or something?
This is my room.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
(CELL PHONE CONTINUES VIBRATING)
(SIGHS)
SUNDAY
Grandma Jo? What are you leaving?
Oh, Emma, I can see that
my presence here is not really wanted.
Well, wait, Grandma Jo!
Grandma Jo. Wait, wait.
I hardly even ever come here.
Please listen.
I shouldn't be the one telling you this,
but Fred overheard
your conversation on the phone
saying that you were...
ready to move to Paris for good.
He lost his mind a bit.
You know what? I wanted
to tell him myself at the right time.
I thought he was ready.
Well, can we ever
really be prepared for that. It's...
I have the right to build a new life.
But then you saw his reaction.
As soon as I mention Francis,
he went completely off the deep end.
Ugh!
Even though he'd get along
perfectly well with Jérôme.
With Jérôme?
So which one?
Let's just pick one.
Boy.
-You sure?
-Maybe.
Let me pick another.
Girl.
-Should we put it in the envelope?
-But if...
-we're wrong then...
-Yeah, we could be wrong
-but we could also be... How about both?
-No, but...
Vic, that's a brilliant idea!
This way, the new baby
can choose when they grow up!
-Yeah. Right?
-What a genius idea!
Perfect. I'll go put this back.
HELENA: Hi, girls. How's it going?
Yeah, Emma, listen, it's me.
This is the 16th message
I've left for you today,
-so please, sweetheart, call me back, okay?
-(IN SPANISH) Hi, welcome!
-How are you?
-FRED: (IN ENGLISH) Really miss you.
-So nice to see you.
-Hey, how are you?
-I'm great.
-Wow.
-(IN SPANISH) Oh, darling, my love!
-(IN ENGLISH) Okay.
Hi, girls! Hi, Stan! Oh!
-May I see the envelope? I'm super excited.
-There you go.
We all are.
-Well, so, where's Emma?
-Yeah?
She's gonna bring the piñata, right?
-Yeah.
-Yeah?
-Hello.
-Hey, how are ya?
-Great, you?
-Yeah, great.
-You okay?
-Well, I'm grounded.
He knows, so no concert.
Yeah, he called your mom
this morning and mentioned it.
Yeah, he's right here,
he can hear you talk.
I told you to tell him sooner.
Seriously, I'm right next to you.
Just because you're whispering
doesn't mean I can't hear you.
Where's Grandma Jo?
Where's Grandma Jo?
Where's Emma? What...
Why you asking me all these questions
that I don't know the answer to?
At what point am I supposed to know?
I mean, these people are adult!
Why don't you ask Stan?
-Where is everyone?
-Stan, where's Grandma Jo?
How am I supposed to know
where Grandma Jo is?
Oh, that's just great.
"How am I supposed to know."
You're my friend and I'm her, uh, her son.
So if you're really my friend,
then you're supposed
to know where my family is.
It's called the "special feelings."
(SNAPS FINGERS)
In other words, you have the... Whatever.
Ah, there's Emma!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
-I'm sorry, Emma.
-(BALLOON SQUEAKING)
-(BALLOON SQUEAKING)
-Ow.
Oh. Excuse me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Sorry.
-How are you doing?
-I'm fine.
-You good?
-Hmm.
Hello. Who's this?
You can call me Papa.
What?
(LAUGHS) Your face. It's just a joke.
We're too old for this nonsense.
-Yeah.
-Call me Jérôme.
-It's my name coincidentally.
-Lucky you.
Okay, well, hello, Jérôme.
-Sweetie pie, listen.
-Yeah?
Let me introduce you
to Jérôme, my other half.
-I see.
-JÉRÔME: It's true.
Before I met Jo, I wasn't really complete.
GRANDMA JO: (CHUCKLING) He's so sweet.
And sort of funny, I can tell.
Isn't that cool?
What's cool is that they're coming
to live together here in Paris,
both in one apartment.
-For real?
-GRANDMA JO: Yes, it's true.
-We are.
-For real?
Isn't it wonderful?
How's that wonderful?
Because you two hardly know each other.
I mean, you just met.
Are you sure you know him?
No, Fred, Fred. She's full of joy.
She's in love, that's great.
It's not about you.
Mmm. No, no, but it's true
that it's not right. Sorry.
I'm sorry for trying
to get so involved in your life.
You do what you want,
it's your love, it's your Jérôme,
it's your "better half."
So I wish you all the best.
-I really do. I mean it. I do.
-GRANDMA JO: Oh, thank you.
-So, now where's my hug? (CHUCKLES)
-FRED: Of course.
-JÉRÔME: Me, too!
-One sec.
-And a little tickle.
-JÉRÔME: Me, too.
-FRED: Give us a sec.
-Let me tickle you.
-FRED: No, Ma. (GROANS)
-Come on.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Thank you to everyone for being here!
And so, this is so exciting.
I'm so thrilled. So, shall I open it?
-CROWD: Yes!
-Are you ready?
I feel like crying already.
Yes, all right, all right.
Should I wait?
No, I should open it. Or should I not?
-Wait!
-MARIE-ANGE: Vic!
Vic! Go on.
-You wanna read it?
-Maybe you could...
HELENA: Yes, read it.
FRED: Go ahead, read it! It'll be great.
I'm ready for it, go on. (SHRIEKS)
I swallowed it.
-What? I don't understand what you mean.
-FRED: No way.
-What did you swallow?
-I ate the paper with the baby's gender.
You ate the paper
with the baby's gender on it?
She ate the paper with the baby's gender.
What are all these symbols?
But why would you do such a thing, Vic?
-(IN SPANISH) Why?
-(IN ENGLISH) Wait, Mom. It's not her fault.
It's not her fault.
I mean, it wasn't her.
I just wanted to see.
-Well, I'm sorry.
-FRED: Absurd.
But I gave you that letter
because I thought that you'd hide it.
You're right, I had hidden it.
She's the one who snoops around!
You look me in the eye and tell me
you didn't go through Papa's stuff.
-But it wasn't hidden.
-HELENA: But why though?
Who taught you to do that?
What's this all about, huh?
Honestly, it's your father, isn't it?
-FRED: No, I didn't do anything!
-Yes, it's always the same thing, Fred.
-I'm sick of things like this.
-No! Sorry? No!
-You always do this. Of course it's you.
-Oh, no, no, no. Don't start.
-It's when she's at your place...
-Oh, of course.
-...she does things like that.
-Yeah. Yeah, right.
Go on, say it! You can say that it's him!
Well...
It's you.
Boom!
-HELENA: Come on, say something.
-Yeah.
Why don't you say something?
Did you hear what she said?
Well, I mean, you do lie a lot.
That's not true.
You don't understand me!
Nobody understands me here.
I'm an actress.
-I might say things that aren't true...
-Mom, please.
...but I feel they are true.
-Listen... (IN SPANISH) Love, love!
-It's with all my heart
-that I say these things, so...
-It's fine, relax, relax.
They came clean.
HELENA: Great, they came clean,
but I still don't know.
-(IN SPANISH) Sorry, my baby!
-It's a sign, huh?
(IN ENGLISH) A sign of what?
We'll just have to wait until the big day
and then we can meet our son or daughter.
-What a great idea!
-Yeah, it's a great idea!
MAN: Yeah, right?
FRED: Hey, let's take a vote.
Okay, then, uh...
Um, fine, I guess.
We'll still party,
but it won't be a gender reveal.
It's... Let's celebrate love.
(ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING)
You know, I'm sorry. Really.
Yeah, you should be sorry.
Gave you one simple thing to do.
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
Come on, Dad! Come on!
Come on! Come, let's hit the piñata!
FRED: Watch out!
Harder! Hit it harder! There you go!
(ALL CHEERING)
I'm sorry.
Fred, you pretended
that your mother was sick
and you made me look like...
(SIGHS)
-It sucks and, uh, I'm ashamed.
-Mmm-hmm. Yeah.
-It's ridiculous and childish and, uh...
-Yeah.
I promise you...
under this cedar, this, uh...
Plane tree? What is it? Anyway...
that I'll never lie to you again, okay?
Unless, uh,
an occasion presents itself with Stan
so that we can go out
on a fun date though...
-you wouldn't like that.
-No, no, no.
-No more jokes.
-No? Okay, sorry.
-Not today.
-Yeah.
No more lies?
-No more lies.
-Hmm.
No more lies, no more.
Never in my life.
-Never again.
-Never.
What are you doing on Saturday?
For what?
Because I have two tickets
for this sick concert.
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