Butterfly House (Ngôi Nhà Bươm Bướm)

Hey! Gil Le!

Long time no see.

Cheers! Cheers!

Cheers!

-How’s it going? -Very well.

You look so beautiful. Plastic surgery, right?

Stop teasing me.

Have fun!

-What? -How are you?

-Hi Chef! How’s your restaurant going? -Thriving.

-Thriving. -Drop by sometime.

-There are many new dishes. -Okay! Let’s cheers!

-Cheers. -Cheers.

Nice to meet you!

Here is the King of Facebook.

-How’s Facebook? -It’s just been hacked.

Serves you right!

Sir, we need you at the VIP table.

Just send them our best bottle.

Where’s Han?

Stop this crap!

Let’s rock the show first.

Do you know how the queen died?

-Why? -She was betrayed.

Han!

Han! Open the door!

I won’t!

Hey! Tell you what,

-if you open… I’ll call the police. -Han! Open the door!

You’d better lock the door for me.

Han!

You’re so unreasonable.

Huh? You’re…

Put the bras on!

Stay still!

Do you want to die?

Do you know the audience is waiting?

See! Gotcha!

-See! Hey, Dom Dom! Hear that! -Hear what?

Since he talked to me, there is not a single word about me.

Why is that? You don’t even care about me.

You don’t care if I'm happy or upset,

or what I want and desire.

You only care about your troupe.

You only care about your show.

You’re afraid of losing money if the show fails, right?

I’m out. I know that I’m out.

Hey! Listen to me!

-Ouch! -What are you doing?

What am I doing? Huh?

See! See!

I know you’re fed up with me.

You’re sick of seeing my old gay face, aren’t you?

That’s why you’re flirting around.

You want to hunt all the bunnies out there, right?

What? What bunnies?

Your young loverboy!

Such irrational jealousy!

Gosh, Cuong! Mrs. Han is up next.

Send Minh Ha up, okay?

-Okay! Do it! -Stop right there!

What have you just said? Huh?

-Who is going to replace me? -Get!

-That’s how you treat me? Huh? -Get Minh Ha!

-No way! No! -Yes!

-What now? -Stop it!

-I’ll sing. -Shut up!

Taking advantage, huh?

I’ll slap your face so hard you can’t sing.

Listen to me!

I’ll sing.

I’ll do it.

The audience comes here because they love me.

They are here because they want to see me, the talented Ho Ngoc Han.

So, I’ll perform for my beloved audience. Not for you.

Okay! Dom!

Have the DJ play something

-to fill the time. -You think I’m old?

I'm going crazy any day now.

Just need to put on some powder to look bright and young.

What? Why drag me?

-Come! -What are you doing?

-You'll hit me? -Come!

You want to hit your wife? Want to hit a woman?

-I’ll call the police. -Stop it!

Let me go!

My God! Dom!

Why are you dressed like a lunatic?

Some drag bar owner you are!

It’s called Geisha makeup.

What? Geisha makeup?

You’re so brave. You have the nerve to use Han’s makeup stuff?

Even her wig.

Take it off. Otherwise you’re done with her.

Dare you to tell her!

If you do that, don’t be surprised when I sell you out.

I’ll tell her about your affair when she’s away.

Scared, aren’t you? I knew it.

Just kidding. Don’t worry, I won’t tell her if…

you give me a chance to be the main vocal of the show.

I knew it! You really want to sing.

Fine! I’ll give it to you.

Three words.

Never never never!

Okay?

That’s four.

Nobody’s home today?

No one.

There’s something, well... It's hard to tell you.

Madam! Is it diarrhea?

No doubt, if you run that fast.

Why did you stop following me?

Honey! Listen up!

Hey...

Our son has just come home.

He just got in?

You...

I’m sorry, my darling.

-How much for this one? -$75.

-What? Too expensive! -Sorry, sir.

I can't tell if you’re a boy or girl.

I'll just say "you," OK?

Oh my God!

Is that fake gold?

What kind of fake?

The top-notch one.

With a little money, I’ll have something special for you.

Here it is! LV handbag with Chanel logo. Okay?

-How can you tell? -Let me tell you...

If you love wearing gold, wear the real thing.

You can get a reaction from fake gold.

Better use top-notch fake stuff

than be some rich kid wannabe, right?

I only tell you out of love and because we're like sisters.

-Discount, please! -$60.

-I won’t buy it. -$40.

-Thanks. -Uh-uh.

Tell you what, I’ve been practicing how to bargain.

I won't actually buy.

Bastard!

My dear colleagues.

It’s time for me to step down.

I’m satisfied with what I gave to this school over the past years.

No matter who the new principal is,

I hope they will contribute their best to this school.

Thank you very much.

I can’t take it.

If I am elected,

I’m not sure I’m good enough to accomplish such an important mission.

I know you’re the most suitable to take over my position.

Anyway,

I’ll support you with all my heart.

Thank you.

People work out for six-packs. You also work out really hard.

But for just a one-pack.

What did you say?

Huh? Say what?

Tell you what.

You! You just keep breathing in and out.

While I’m breathless over here.

-What do I do wrong in this house? -Nothing.

You do everything right. Except one thing.

-What’s that? -Breathing.

Oh my gosh!

You mean I should die?

No! I just want you to hold your breath.

You know why this flower was in my mouth?

-Why? -To avoid karma.

Shut up!

-You and your big mouth. -Honey!

Our son is sleeping soundly.

Do not wake him up, okay? Dear God!

-Huh? -Why are you wearing so many rings?

Take some off .

So gay!

Why didn't you tell me he’s home?

I’m sick of your attitude.

Move away!

Stop watching these things while doing housework.

-Clean this up! -I’m arranging flowers.

I can tell.

I really buy you as a mom.

Even I want to be your child.

Oh my God! You wish!

If I could bear a child, I would never bear you.

I have to admit this is quite something,

the queen goes to the market herself.

Of course.

I’m the only one to take good care of Hoang.

Don’t even think of touching him! Hey! Listen up!

I have to be the one to wash Hoang’s clothes.

I dare you to touch his clothes and sniff them.

Oh my God! Gross!

Madam!

I already had them all taken out.

"Them?"

Drag queen performers!

It was their last show last night.

Oh no!

Jesus! Honey!