02x02 - Surprise Surprise

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I'm not sure
she'll like our surprise.

Are you kidding? We're so cool!

No, "cool" is not the word, Daddy.

-Of course it is!
-She's going to hate us.

Come on, if we did it for you,
you would've loved it.

-No!
-I just didn't have time back when...

-Me too. Would've hated it.
-Yeah.

I mean, right now you're saying that
but when you look back on the memories

you'll be like, "Wow!"

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

This is great!

And the unicorn balloon...
(CHUCKLES) She'll love it.

(BELL RINGING)

What's wrong with that man?
He keeps staring at me.

Maybe you'd think this guy
is in love with me or something.

-Hey, big guy, how are you?
-FRED: Oh, no. He was waiting for his son.

-Is his son an accountant?
-(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Yeah, he just finished a court audit
and he's giving a debrief.

He's saying, (MIMICKING CHILD)
"Yeah, Dad, I saw inside.

-"They're non-complaint."
-(GIRLS CHUCKLING)

-Oh, she's coming.
-Whoa, she's coming.

FRED: Romy! Whoo!
CLARA: Happy birthday!

(BOTH WHOOPING)

FRED: Romy!
CLARA: She's turning. Wait.

-FRED: Romy! Romy!
-We're embarrassing her.

-It is Romy's birthday.
-She's completely ignoring us.

Come on. She's not ignoring us.
She didn't hear. Romy!

It's my daughter's birthday!
There's Romy! Ah, there she is.

-Happy birthday.
-Hide that. I'm so embarrassed.

All my friends are here.

-Why are you doing this today?
-I'm really sorry, Romy.

Please, come on. Hide all of this.

-Tomorrow's my birthday.
-CLARA: You should've listened to me.

-VICTOIRE: Hide that. Hide it.
-It's for you though.

-Hurry, hurry, hide it.
-It's so nice.

Happy birthday.

Seriously! This is embarrassing.

Did you even think for two minutes, huh?

-We're gonna leave.
-Attention, attention. Suits approaching.

-ROMY: You guys didn't even think.
-A pack of suits in four seconds.

-It's not fair.
-Three, two...

Hello, are you Romy's dad?

-Yes.
-I'm Milo's father.

Ah, yes. Nice to meet you.

Milo is invited
to your daughter's birthday

tomorrow afternoon
for some snacks?

-Nice, yeah!
-Not snacks. It's a party, all right?

-Excuse me?
-Yeah.

Milo told me it would just be snacks.

Just a few sweets is all.

And I wanted to make sure
it would be supervised by adults.

-Yeah? At this...
-FRED: Of course.

-A celebration. A party.
-No, it's a party.

-It's a party? Right.
-FRED: A party.

Because your daughter is telling everyone

that this celebration will be
more like a party with "no parents."

-That's normal protocol.
-(CHUCKLES) We wouldn't...

We don't leave
nine-year-old children alone, okay?

-Uh-huh.
-That would be completely irresponsible.

And it's precisely because I am,
on the contrary,

an extremely responsible adult,
who will be there,

-to supervise this little celebration.
-What?

But, Papa, you promised me
there wouldn't be any parents.

I know, except I promised everyone
I'd be at the party, you understand?

Because you are the parents
who drop off the children,

and I'm there to, you know...

Yeah, you're there
to make sure everything goes okay.

Exactly. Don't you worry.
I'll plan to be there, sir.

-Papa, you told me.
-No worries. I won't be there.

I'm sorry? What did...
You said, "I won't be there."

-Oh, no, no. It's just...
-I know what I heard.

Yeah, no, that's what I'm trying to say,

I won't be there 'cause sometimes
we go into the kitchen,

-and I might go to the bathroom.
-I see.

But I'll be there
and a little not there, maybe.

Let me explain this to you,
we're here now,

and we're perhaps not here
because, uh, we're leaving.

Then you'll be at the party
or will you not?

-I'm there.
-And you will stay there?

Sure, I'll stay there and at some point
I'll leave, but I'm there.

-ROMY: It's not fair.
-But then I'll leave.

Like right now I'm leaving.
I'm here but not here. Buh-bye.

And, Milo, come in casual clothes, okay?

My man, it's not a wedding.
Nobody's getting married.

-MILO'S DAD: Understood.
-I mean, it's a birthday.

-But, Papa, I thought you said that...
-I'll be there, and I won't be there.

So will he be there or not?
I don't get it.

So, he'll be at the party,
but he won't really be there.

The Party

FRIDAY

Lucky her.
Seriously, she's really lucky.

Hey, Romy, can you hand me your plate?
Are you done? What are you doing?

Yeah, I'm coming.

I'm just making sure that everything
is perfect for tomorrow's party,

because otherwise,
Sarah-Jane will make fun of me.

Who is Sarah-Jane?
You're putting pressure on yourself.

-Who is she?
-Only the coolest girl in school.

The last time she had a party,
everyone talked about it forever.

-Oh, yeah?
-We dream about it

in the wee hours of the night.

You dream about it "in the wee hours"?

You and your friends
actually talk like that?

I said this so you would understand.

(EMMA LAUGHING)

-Okay. All right.
-You're old.

Tell me, what did Sarah-Jane do
to make these parties so super cool?

I don't know, there's real good music,

good atmosphere,

huge buffet,

-shot-glass starters.
-Are you kidding me?

-Mmm!
-Most importantly, no parents.

Well, don't worry about me,

I won't be here 'cause
I have an interview at 3:00.

I'd like to borrow your office, Fred,
it'll be more quiet.

-FRED: Yeah, of course
-You have an interview?

Yes. Well, you remember my article
on anxiety disorders in children?

-Yeah.
-There's a reporter from Montreal

-who wants to interview me.
-CLARA: Really?

-Oh, my God. That's so slay.
-You go! That's my wife!

-That's great.
-Daddy, where will you be?

Uh... Well, actually,
I was planning on seeing Stan,

but I don't really have anything,

so I can totally help
set up the party here.

-ROMY: No, no. It's all right.
-Romy, let me finish.

I have some new dance moves.
They're gonna be k*ller.

If I'm invited, my moves will be like...
(SCATTING)

Hey, Vic! Doors open at two o'clock.

I'll send you the list of the VIPs,
as well as Sarah-Jane.

Yes, you said it 50,000 times.

Sarah-Jane at the top of the list.
A real VIP!

Hey, Romy, think about it.

'Cause I assure you that if I'm there,
it'll be a real party.

Like a real birthday. Ka-boom!

-No, don't worry. It's all under control.
-(VICTOIRE LAUGHS)

-Clara, you go get the cake, okay?
-Yeah. Mmm-hmm.

I think it should be
something special.

-Maybe, uh...
-Yeah. A space cake?

-A what?
-A space cake's like a...

It's a cake from up in space
for an astronaut to enjoy.

CLARA: You're from space.
ROMY: You're making that up.

What? You don't want that?
We can get you something else.

Let's go to my room, because...

Okay, let's go to your room
so we can rehearse.

Just us. Not you.

Okay, I'll stay here then.

So you know, Romy,
your dad knows disco!

No worries, go.

I'll be right here
getting rejected by own children.

-You okay?
-Not really.

-Oh, you're not okay. (CHUCKLES)
-Yeah.

I'm a little stressed,
but you definitely can't tell.

-No, not at all.
-Okay.

(GASPS)

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)

(DOOR OPENS)

(UPBEAT SONG PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER)

ROMY'S PARTY

KIDS: Chug! Chug! Chug!

(ALL CHEERING)

Okay, I'm in.

And I throw in my dad's car.

-Not my car! No!
-(SCREAMS)

What? What is it?

-Hey, Fred! Are you okay?
-(FRED PANTING)

-Hey. Breathe! Breathe.
-Yeah.

-There you go.
-Oh, my gosh!

-It was just a little nightmare.
-No, it wasn't a nightmare.

It was like a movie.

I saw things.

-Babe, no. No, no. Shh.
-Thing's I should not have seen.

-It's just anxiety.
-No, no. Listen.

You have no idea what's going on.

-All right. It's fine.
-There was a rabbit. A rabbit!

-Shh. Stop stressing. Stop stressing.
-There was a rabbit.

-Listen to me.
-Go back to sleep. You're okay.

(SIGHS)

All right. (EXHALES)

-Just breathe, okay?
-Yeah.

You don't have a car, remember?

Huh?

Oh, yeah.

SATURDAY

Looks like you slept well.

Uh, yeah, it was okay.

Hey!

It's my birthday girl!
Hey! Your birthday!

-Are you happy? It's your birthday!
-Yeah, thanks so much.

Oh, wow! This is so crazy!

I still remember you at one year.

And I remember when you were three
years old, and when you were seven.

Then eight, nine. Now you're ten!

(LAUGHS) Man, oh, man. This is crazy.

Oh, yeah, I totally forgot to tell you.
I'm supposed to meet Stan today,

but he just left a message that he's sick.

So I'll just stay in my room.

-It'll be like I'm not even here.
-You promise, right?

I promise. Have fun. Do what you want.
Not everything though.

Uh, Vic, where are we
with the preparations,

because we're already behind schedule
so we have to hurry.

Um, I'm not gonna lie to you,

it's a little complicated,
but I'm almost done.

Okay. Clara, shouldn't you be on your way
to get the cake already?

It's all good, I'll get it.
You're gonna love it.

-The success of my party is on you, okay?
-CLARA: Yeah.

-Don't disappoint me.
-CLARA: Okay.

(SOFTLY) Hey, don't disappoint me, okay?

-What?
-You'll be my pair of eyes

-at the festivities.
-Okay.

You are the control tower.

-You know what I'm saying?
-CLARA: I got it. I got it.

-Who's the adult?
-Just me and you.

-Right now, it's just you.
-Okay.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

-She posted another picture.
-Who's that?

-Gaïa Alicia. Look.
-Oh, yeah! I follow her too.

-She's amazing.
-Totally.

Even while picking up trash,
she looks hot.

How does she do that?

I wish she would just
like one of my pictures.

Stop dreaming. It won't happen.

-I know what we'll go.
-What?

-Let's do the same.
-Let's do what the same?

We'll do a green photoshoot like her.

Oh, come on.

Look, there's trash,
and we're in a park, you're super-hot.

-Oh, please. No, stop it.
-I'm super-hot. (LAUGHS)

Come on, let's do it. Please.

Count me out.
There's no way I'm gonna do it.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(BUZZER SOUNDS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

ROMY: My guests are coming!
My guests are coming!

Great. Yeah, yeah.
All good. For sure.

-Papa, what're you still doing here?
-All right. Whoo!

ROMY: Hey, Papa, you gotta go now.

-Come on.
-Wow, it's your party!

(SIGHS)

It's not gonna be a party for everyone.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Who is this guy?

He's at least 11. What's happening?

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
No! No kissing!

(EXHALES)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

-Hello, sir.
-MAN: Hello.

We'll take over from here.
The party will end at 6:00 p.m.

Have fun.

-VICTOIRE: What is your name?
-Isae.

Isae, Isae... I have your name.

-Have fun.
-ISAE: Thanks.

-Name? Wait one sec.
-(WALKIE-TALKIE BEEPS)

-ROMY: Sarah-Jane still hasn't arrived?
-Negative.

ROMY: Is Papa in his room?

Affirmative. You were saying?

-Been here long?
-Yeah, I have.

What the... What is he saying?

"You want to play strip poker?"

No. What?

No, he didn't say that!
That's not possible.

Also, there's no rabbit.

Oh, I don't wanna look!
It's stressing me out!

Where is Clara?

Clara!

-Name?
-Sarah-Jane, Amélie, Rossima, and Nolan.

Hi, Vic. We go to the same school.

Sarah-Jane I have, Amélie, yes, Rossima.

I don't have Nolan.

I'm the older brother of Sarah-Jane.

-Step-brother.
-NOLAN: Yeah.

Anyway, our parents insisted
I come as a chaperone.

I'm sorry, your name's not on the list.

I need to follow protocol.
So it's not possible.

-Please step aside.
-Sarah-Jane!

-Romy!
-Hi, Romy! How are you?

Hi! Come in.

-He's not on your list.
-He's my step-brother, okay?

No problem. Come on in!

-Did Clara come back with the cake?
-Negative.

(ROMY SIGHS)

-Next!
-I love your new style. Just wow!

It's cool.

(SIGHS IN EXASPERATION)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Vip guest list

Problem with the internet.
The office is a mess.

I have my interview in five minutes.

-I don't have your name on the list.
-I don't have time to play.

-I'm sorry, I'm following instructions.
-Instructions?

I have instructions too, Vic!

Like no more candy,
no cellphone in your room,

eat your vegetables at all meals.

In fact, you're making me think that

maybe I should enforce
those instructions a bit more.

Hmm?

Actually I found Emma right here.

That's what I thought. Excuse me!

-Hey.
-You okay?

Yeah, yeah.

(SIGHS)
Your Wi-Fi is terrible in the office.

Keeps crashing.

All right. Did you see anything weird
out there in the party?

Everything's going well?
I mean, there aren't any kids that...

I don't know, Fred. But I have
my interview in two minutes.

-In two minutes.
-Okay.

Okay? And can you watch the door
so there's no little kids bothering me?

Um, watch the door. It's gonna take
an hour-and-a-half max. Okay?

Okay, yeah. Go on, I'll be right here.
Go on, good luck.

-Yeah, yeah.
-Okay.

(KIDS CHATTERING)

-What are you doing here?
-Hey.

Well, I'm guarding the door
for Emma because...

Anyway, it's really none of your business.
And you?

I'm doing my rounds to make sure
there are no adults in the hall.

Oh, okay.

You can't stay here.
Sorry, I have to follow the protocol.

Okay.

KIDS: Go, go, go, go...

What? "Go, go, go"?
What're they doing?

Ah, come on, come on. Start.

ALL: (CHANTING) Go, go, go, go, go, go!

And... Let's party!

(MUSIC PLAYING ON PHONE)

Ow!

Uh, Milo, I think you should
take a little dessert break,

because you look kinda pale right now.

I wouldn't want you
to have hippopotamus attack.

-It's Hypoglycemia.
-That's what I said.

All right, once more.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Hashtag ugly clothes,
terrible staging, too fake!

Yeah, the haters are awful.

But you know they're not wrong,
because everything looks ridiculous.

There's nothing sincere about it,
they could tell.

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

Everyone is so fake on social media.

But... But we really picked up trash.
So that's cool.

(GASPS) Look at the time.
Romy's gonna k*ll us.

This party is long. So, so long!

What's he doing with that bottle?

Want some drink?

No, thank you.

No, no. Not spin the bottle! No!

No, no, no, no!

What? Oh.

No! Ah!

Move it.

(SIGHS IN EXASPERATION)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Okay.

Plan B. Plan B...

Plan B? I don't have a Plan B.

Plan B! Okay!

Raise your hand if you think
this party's horrible.

And can we talk about the choice of music?

-It's the only good thing here, actually.
-Yeah, I think so too.

These sandwiches taste like socks.

-Did you try them?
-No way. I'm not touching that.

This party has been a complete disaster!

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

-Oh, man, these candies!
-They taste like socks too.

INTERVIEWER: You were drawn towards
practice rather than theory.

What made you choose that?

Uh... I would say the reason is Paris,

because I was lucky enough to become
the step-mother of three lovely girls.

A little boy?

No, no. Three girls, uh...

No, behind you. There's a little boy.

(GASPS) For Pete's sake!
You scared me!

Actually, I'm in a super important
interview and I'm not finished.

-To continue...
-I want to see my dad, please.

Um, well... We'll call him later.

-So I guess I was lucky enough to find...
-I want to call him now.

-...myself immersed...
-I want to see my dad, please!

I want to see my dad, please.
I want to see my dad, please.

I'm sorry,
I really need to end this interview,

'cause I have to take care of
this little boy right here, he needs me.

-I apologize.
-INTERVIEWER: No, wait!

-Okay. What's your name?
-(SOBBING)

-Milo.
-Milo.

We'll call your dad, but first,
we're gonna do something, okay?

-Okay.
-You're gonna follow me.

We're gonna breathe.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

In through the nose.

Again. Through the nose, and...

Is that better? Huh?

-Okay. Good.
-Yeah.

I'm really glad it's getting better.

Although you kind of ruined my interview,
but hey...

-I'm sorry.
-No, no.

You want to tell you a secret?

I'm the one who ruined my interview,
because I was really bad.

I don't even know what I said
and the interviewer wasn't that great.

INTERVIEWER: Hello? That was pretty good!

But you put the laptop on sleep mode
so I can still see you.

Um, well, that's actually,
what I was saying about practice.

I'm in the field. It's my life.

-That's me.
-INTERVIEWER: In the field.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Can I come in?

(DOOR CLOSES)

I wanted to apologize
for what I said earlier.

You know I didn't mean it.

But you said my party
was a complete disaster.

Well, you know,
the reason I was criticizing

was mostly 'cause...

I was... I was jealous of you.
That's all.

Wait...

You were jealous of me?

Well, yeah.

I think you're too cool, and also,

your party's really great.

I was so glad you invited me.

But I was afraid
you wouldn't find me interesting.

You're kidding.
I did it the same as you.

My parents weren't there,

the chocolate fountain,
and the candy bars.

The dance floor, too!

Actually, my parents,
if they weren't at my party

it's, um, because my parents
go away often.

They have to travel a lot for their work.

I didn't know that.

Like, my dad was supposed
to pick me and Nolan up, except that,

I guess he didn't come. Too much work.

You know, you have a great family.
You're lucky.

Yeah, I guess.

-Sometimes that's true.
-(SARAH-JANE CHUCKLES)

I would've loved if my father
came to school with a little banner...

"Happy birthday! Happy birthday!"

But it was so embarrassing!

-(BOTH CHUCKLING)
-What're you gonna do.

-Parents, huh?
-Parents.

Happy birthday, Romy.

(SIGHS)

That's a cool walkie-talkie you got there.

Yeah, it's handy for work.

Aren't you in my school?

You really recognized me, huh?

It's part of being a physiognomist.
Excuse me.

-You were saying?
-Uh...

You...

I'm not really sure what...
to say.

You impress me.

-I do?
-NOLAN: Yeah.

Well, um...

-Did you do your homework for Monday?
-Yeah. No, I...

I... I don't really like math.

But I do like geometry.

Well, I'm pretty good at math
if you want help.

Yeah and geometry?

You said you liked it.

Yeah. Uh, no...

Excuse me.

-Okay. Okay, don't panic.
-Don't panic? Your sister's gonna k*ll us!

No, she won't k*ll us.

Okay, well... Okay. First things first,
we need to think positively.

-Uh...
-About fixing this.

I'll put little dinosaurs which she loves.

-Yeah.
-Oh, and cookies, and we're good.

-Should we add some more?
-No, no, no. That's fine, that's fine.

I think it's a great cake. Zero waste.
It's perfect as it is.

-This is for Gaïa.
-Hmm.

No, it's totally weird.

It's not that bad.
The most important thing is the taste.

Remember last year? My dad's pasta cake?

-Oh. For real.
-Yeah.

I'd rather eat chicken cake,
it was awful.

CLARA: Thank you!

Seriously?

So sorry I'm late with the cake.

-Don't worry about it, my darling sister.
-Oh, yeah?

-(GASPS) The cake is too beautiful.
-Really?

ROMY: With the cream's coming out
and the vermicelli.

Really, yeah.

-Cool.
-ROMY: Come on, wanna dance?

-That looks so good!
-CLARA: Thank you.

-(SIGHS) Crisis averted.
-Yeah.

You remember at the exit
when we in the bus

and, you know, I was in seat 17C
and you were in 12B.

I don't know if you saw me,
but I saw you...

VICTOIRE: Um... No.
NOLAN: Oh.

-Are you good in English?
-Yeah. I mean, no. Not really.

-Are you?
-No.

-Ow! Why are you here?
-What are you...

Easy. What? Me?
What are you doing here?

-What are you doing?
-Are you actually spying?

No at all! I was just...

I brought my favorite shoes here
'cause they need to be cleaned.

And you. Huh? What about you?

You come crawling in here,
quietly on all fours.

Are you sure you're not spying?

-No. No!
-Uh-huh.

Well then, why are you crawling in
like that, all discreet?

-Well, I wanted to look.
-FRED: Oh, there you go.

-We're in agreement there.
-Just look.

-Okay. Madam is spying.
-You're so rude.

I wanted to see the kitchen
from this angle.

Sure. Nope.

-(CHUCKLES)
-(CHILDREN CHEERING)

CHILDREN: (CHANTING) Birthday speech!
Birthday speech! Birthday speech!

Birthday speech! Birthday speech!
Birthday speech!

Well, first of all
I'd like to thank all of you

for joining for my birthday party.

Thank you to Clara. And...

(CELL PHONE RINGTONE PLAYING)
Pick up, it's Stan!

Pick up, it's Stan!
Pick up, it's Stan!

Pick up, it's Stan!
Pick up, it's Stan!

-Pick up, it's Stan!
-(CLARA CLEARS THROAT)

Pick up, it's Stan!

Papa?

Papa!

-Yoo-hoo! Papa.
-Yeah, hey!

Oh, you have my phone. Great, great!
I was looking for it everywhere.

It was, uh...

Nowhere. So it was there, then.

(FRED CHUCKLES)

Great. Cool.

-Are you spying on me?
-Huh? Why would you...

I came here because
I was looking for Emma

and, uh, I found Emma.

Hey! What are you doing here?

Okay, so you're both spying on me.

-No. That's absurd.
-No!

-I was...
-I can't believe this.

I'm telling you, Romy,
that I was looking all over for my phone

and I happened to bump into Emma.

-What were you doing here?
-Me?

Well, I was looking
for your phone as well.

-My phone?
-Well, yeah.

But I didn't even tell you I lost it.

I didn't even tell her I lost it.

-But you asked.
-Anyway, is the party going well?

Everyone okay?

It was fun until my friends found out
my dad and step-mom are psychopaths.

-It's not like that.
-Romy, we're sorry.

We just really wanted to
come to your party.

That's right. To tell you the truth,

we weren't invited to come,
so we were a little jealous.

-Mmm-hmm.
-See? That's it.

And then little worried too.
And then mostly jealous.

-Then worried, and jealous.
-Jealous.

Jealous... I would say 80% jealous,
20% worried,

the remaining 10%, I won't say.

EMMA: Because...
FRED: And then...

There's the great atmosphere
and seeing all of you.

Wow. I feel like all you know
how to enjoy yourselves.

Well, you coming?

Where?

Um, we're about to eat the cake.

Are you sure?

ROMY: Well, I'd like you guys
to be with us.

Besides, it wouldn't be a cool party
without someone crashing it.

Whoa! Whoa!
That's my daughter! Whoo-hoo!

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Thanks, Papa and Emma, for the skateboard.
I love it. It's awesome!

SUNDAY

Oh, no problem. Are you kidding?
We knew it was your passion.

Emma and I thought,
"That will make her so happy."

-Who gave it to her?
-No idea.

ROMY: I really want to
thank the family for the party.

It was cool.
I'll remember it the rest of my life.

-Great!
-ROMY: Thank you.

-(GASPS) Gaïa Alicia liked my photo!
-EMMA: Who?

CLARA: Gaïa Alicia!

-EMMA: Gaya?
-Gaya... Kadiake? Our neighbor?

Not Kadiake. Gaïa Alicia.

(GASPS) She commented.

Oh, my God. She said,
"Nothing is lost, all is transformed."

-EMMA: No way!
-I love spontaneity, it pays.

-What a phrase!
-VICTOIRE: Are you serious?

-She did?
-It's so exciting.

EMMA: Cool.

-Hola! Hola!
-I though that you returned the keys?

I made an extra copy.

ROMY: Mama!

(IN SPANISH) Happy birthday, beautiful!

(IN ENGLISH) How was the party?

-It was so good.
-HELENA: Really?

-Yeah.
-And Sarah-Jane?

She loved it with the marshmallows
and everything.

-It was too good.
-Yes!

But you know what?
Papa ended up spying on us.

What is she talkin' about, Fred?

-Did you spy on her?
-No.

-ROMY: Yeah.
-I was looking for my...

I was looking for my phone!

I looked there and over there.

Fortunately, Romy found it.

It was hiding on the mantle.

You know, sometimes I sit on the mantle.
It must've slipped out.

But, Emma, she spied.

-No! No, no, no.
-FRED: I caught you.

-Come on.
-Okay.

-Then what were you doing?
-I did sneak in super quietly.

-But I thought there was a protocol.
-Yes.

There was a protocol,

but at the entrance, someone was
talking to a guy named Nolan.

-(ALL EXCLAIMING)
-VICTOIRE: No. It's okay.

You don't always have to
follow the protocol.

Wait, excuse me,
what's this Nolan thing?

Oh, no, no, no.

-This is really stressing me out.
-You're not freaking out about this.

-Why not?
-No, Fred.

You saw. It was good yesterday, huh?

-What?
-No need to stress so much.

If you're stressed out,
then the kids will suffer.

When I have a child,
you won't see me stressed.

Oh, Emma,
that's what we always say.

"I'll be relaxed," and all that and then
when you have a child, you're like,

(IN SPANISH) "Oh, my God, please,
mother of God!

(IN ENGLISH) "What's going on?"

EMMA: Not me. No.

-Uh... So, do you want to have a child?
-What?

-Do you want a child?
-Well, you...

You said, "When I have a child..."

I may have, but it's doesn't mean
that I can just...

FRED: Because when I hear
you say you'll have a child,

it suggests you're considering it.

Yeah, but do we wanna break up afterwards?

-'Cause when I see you all hysterical...
-FRED: No.

No, it doesn't mean that
you and I would, you know...

I was just trying to ascertain
if you were thinking about it.

-Yeah, but I don't know either.
-Hold up. You're saying...

I was saying that
I'm not sure that right now.

Is that your way of asking me
if I want a child?

-You want a child now?
-You want a child with me?

I don't know, you're the one
who was telling me...

-You already have three.
-I may have said that.

-Remember for you there's a lot...
-The other day, you said you want a kid.

Yeah, there's urinary incontinence,
and swollen ankles.

Don't even get me started about cravings.

(GASPING)

(EXHALES)

Emma!

-Emma?
-Sweetie?