2 Days in New York

No, I'm not out of breath.

No, we're six hours behind, Dad.

Okay, go back to bed.

Then have breakfast...

Sure, there'll be food.

Don't call back.

I'm going to bed now. Love you.

Is that the Paris flight? - Oui.

- Is anyone left? - Does it say "Air France" here?

Marion!

- You're the last ones. - Dad's stuck in customs.

Did you think 10 sausages and 8 cheeses

would go unnoticed?

Your dad was a hero!

- What's he doing here? - He wanted to come.

- Are you together? - We hang out.

- But, "together"? - Yeah.

What a gorgeous city.

Makes me wanna write poetry again.

The elevator always gets stuck.

- Uh, you okay? - Yeah.

I brought a bunch of presents,

but Customs swiped them all.

Why do you tell everyone you're Marion's ex?

It was in my last show.

So he won't think I'm just some stranger.

What's going on?

Where's my grandson?

- Out with his nanny. - Let's go get him.

Don't you wanna rest first?

Where do I sleep?

On the couch for two days,

then in Lulu's room, while Willow is at her mom's.

No privacy?

Where am I supposed to jerk off?

Dad, you're disgusting.

I'll put up screens so you can jerk off in peace.

What about us?

Dad, no jerking off. Promise?

No, it's been years...

He might!

You were supposed to come alone and sleep in the kids' room.

Now where do I put you and Manu?

Next to Dad.

You won't even see us. Right, Manu?

No sweat. I have my sleeping bag. I can sleep anywhere.

Let's go to the park.

I need a shower.

Don't you want to shower, too?

I took a shower in Paris.

I'll freshen up at the sink tomorrow.

I'll join Rose.

- Are we going? - Get out, Manu.

- We're waiting for Rose. - Get out!

C'est bon.

She primps for hours. Let's go.

I'm coming.

- Rose, we're going, okay? - Okay!

To the playground. You saw it, right?

That's Julia...

Lulu!

Come to Grandpa!

Look what I've got you!

- That's what? - Oh, hello.

He's so beautiful!

He'll be as handsome as you were when you were young.

- Like it? - Mm.

Nobody's fucking. It's weird.

It's about relationships fading over time,

not about fucking.

- ls Mingus the one? - The one? We'll see.

America's cool! Can I sell my soul, too?

Ask your art dealer.

Would they like an old man's soul?

- It's a conceptual piece. - ls the cash conceptual, too?

I'm the one who supports you, you nut! It's my dough.

Who washes your stinky briefs, eh?

You wanna go sightseeing or bicker all day?

I'm insulted, Dad.

We can't see all of New York.

Hello, Miss.

Oh, how beautiful she is!

Lulu has chocolate in his hair.

Me?

New York, New York!

My back hurts.

Go get a massage! We know a great Thai place.

Thai?

You all clean?

Got any weed?

No, I don't have any weed.

She found the only non-smoking brother.

It's hot in here!

I'm boiling. I'm no lobster.

Dad seems better.

Since Mom's gone, he's not the same.

But Paris is kind of blurry from the Empire State Building.

Don't say that. I can't leave. Lulu needs his father.

I'm not judging you. I understand.

- Rose, you're crying. - It's the onions.

But those are potatoes.

- I love you. - Dummy.

That thing is so loud.

It's crazy. I have to get them to fix it!

It's Elizabeth, Mingus' sister.

I'll call them now.

Out of mustard!

A full one, just for you.

Okay, merci.

Mingus, can you help me open this?

Look. Take a knife...

A little air, and it pops open.

Brains over brawn!

Thank you.

- You eat so slow. - Well, I chew.

Anyway, I'm not hungry.

- You sure? - It's the jet lag...

This steak is tasteless!

Genetic beef!

Everything's genetic. So are you!

It's like shoe leather. Tasteless.

Even shoe leather can taste like something.

Depending on what you've stepped on.

I'll clear.

Lulu doesn't talk much. Does he know 100 words?

100 words? He talks non-stop.

Relax. Multilingual kids often lag behind in speech.

I'm relaxed. My son isn't lagging behind.

Are you happy that Obama is president?

Yeah, he likes Obama a lot.

Ah.

He's not very affectionate, but Dad says you were a taciturn child too.

Taciturn? He's affectionate with us.

He's not a slut, like some people.

Just trying to help. Early treatment is more effective, that's all.

It is my jab!

Radio?

He's a lawyer at the radio. That's how they met.

Doesn't he have a radio show?

He's got the flu. It may be serious.

It's the air system.

Air conditioning. That's how you get sick.

You can get Legionnaire's Disease.

You can die!

He says "useful in the summer."

That's true.

My son's not autistic.

You still have huge anger issues.

Only when I see you!

- What was that? - Just talking. We're buddies.

Fuck yourself, and not my ex-lovers.

But, no, you want a dick that was in my pussy.

- That's sick! - You wanna be me.

Calm down, you harpies!

Or you'll both get a spanking!

You're traumatized by what I said?!

You never accepted my birth!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh, my God!

Like two cats in heat!

Are you listening to her?!

We're trying to have a serious conversation here. Shit!

Shit.

You're like cats and dogs.

This is really... bullshit.

You have no self-control. That's your problem.

What about your pussy control?

- Is he a drug dealer? - Really?

- What the hell are you doing? - What?

What are you doing?

- I'm not blind. - It's for Rose.

You woke Lulu up.

He's a light sleeper.

Buy your dope outside. Mingus is furious.

It's dangerous! I'll get raped. This is New York.

In two days, you can share Lulu's room.

Away from those jerks. Why'd she bring Manu?

Oh, it's Jean-Luc!

Ooh...

They're completely ignoring you now that Lulu's around.

Papa.

Nobody loves you.

Of course we love him. We're crazy about that cat.

Oh, Jean-Luc,

the days of Grandma Anna's foie gras are long gone.

This city's electric. I wanna stay forever.

I feel uncomfortable... the way Mingus looks at me.

I didn't notice.

There's this weird energy between us.

You think he cheats on Marion?

What are you talking about?

Mingus is cool. He's black.

I like him.

And his name rhymes with cunnilingus.

That's funny.

Love it! "Mingus... cunnilingus."

I'm really high! How about a pizza?

I'm starving!

Good thing we've got pizza.

Want some?