Alarum

Oh, shit.

What are you doin' after this?

(exhales) No plans.

Good morning.

We're having lunch with the Rousseau's.

Who?

The French couple.

We met them yesterday.

Oh, great.

- What story should we tell them?

You invited 'em.

How about the OCD story?

That one's fun.

We haven't used it in awhile.

Okay.

But this time, you're the one with OCD.

You're better at it.

Why was I mad at you?

- Uh, I think it works better when you don't say.

Hm.

Come here.

I need help with my necklace.

- Couldn't make these things any smaller, huh?

- It'll be nice to have lunch with another couple,

like normal people.

That's us, normal people.

Hm.

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, just had that dream again.

Oh.

Prague?

Hm.

That was a fair fight.

You sucker shot me.

How do I look?

- Like you need to come back to bed.

- Joe is one of those men who can't understand

how anyone could ever be mad at him.

- She was probably just sick of my shit.

I was, I was.

I was sick of his shit and I decided

that it was time for him to go.

Mm hm.

- So she takes all my clothes, she throws 'em on my bed,

tosses my suitcase at me.

- He's making me sound irrational.

Please.

- So, my favorite part of this story.

- Lara has- - Joe has OCD.

Oh .

- I have OCD. - That's a problem.

Yeah, just a little bit.

- Mild OCD. - Right.

Yeah.

- You're mildly obsessive compulsive.

- Oh my God. - Mm hm.

I can see that a little bit.

When he's packing, everything

has to be folded exactly the right way.

I mean, one wrong crease,

and he's gotta start the whole process over again.

- I do like clean lines. - I know you do.

Yeah.

So it took you, what,

four hours to fold all of your clothes?

And then by the end we were just so exhausted.

- Yeah, we were. - We just made up.

We made up.

I mean, after she admitted she was overreacting.

- I was really tired and I just wanted

to go to bed, actually.

Oh.

- So, where are you from originally?

I grew up all over.

- I actually was raised in Brazil.

Oh.

- My mom is Brazilian. - What?

Yeah, I swear to you.

So, you are from Brazil and you are from?

American.

Okay.

So, how did you guys meet?

- Joe actually came to San Paulo on business.

Mm hm.

- And he didn't know anything about the culture.

He introduced himself to me in Spanish.

Ooh.

(Roland speaking in foreign language)

(Bridgette speaking in foreign language)

(laughs) He said he screwed up

in Portuguese. - That's right.

Oh, yes.

- So, it seems you were destined to meet.

Destiny is an old French word, right?

Yeah, yeah.

Never heard of that one.

- Yeah. - Roland, how's your leg?

- Yeah, it's a sprain I'm afraid.

Quite painful, but...

A mild strain.

Don't be dramatic.

- But at least I don't have to go

on this little trek in the woods.

Roland hates nature.

- I just prefer not to interact with it, right?

- Well, you know, Bridgette, you should come with us.

Yeah?

It's a wonderful idea.

Yeah.

It would be lovely.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Thank you.

Leave him at home.

- Drink, don't be droll. - I'll order room service.

- You should get ready. Bridgette's gonna be here soon.

You still looking for that plane?

Whoever it is, they're not here for us.

It wouldn't be that obvious.

Right.

I guess I'll just hang around

and pretend I have OCD all day.

I'm sorry, it was too easy.

I saw your expression

when I invited Brigitte to come with us.

Oh.

Oh, you mean Destiny?

She's great.

The best.

- Okay, I'll take that answer at face value.

"Destiny.

It's a French word."

I'll be right back.

Brazil, huh?

Lara, how you doin' in there?

- So it's not us, it's a local issue,

but I'm on standby so I can't go on the tour.

- Fine, fine, we'll just go tomorrow.

- But then Bridgette would have to go alone.

- Oh, you mean you can't go, not we can't go?

- You should still go on the tour.

This isn't a vacation.

You're workin' a mark.

Honey, it's both.

Huh.

Fine, fine, I'll go.

I'll go (sighs).

- I don't want to impose. - Oh, no, no,

you're not imposing.

Joe's really looking forward to it.

- Really? - And I'm sure

I'll feel better after I just have a little nap.

- Ready? - Yeah.

- Good. - All right.

- Oh. - Mwah.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

Gloves on. Bye.