Some Girls

Ladies and gentlemen,

we shall shortly begin our descent

to Quebec City Airport

Would you please extinguish all cigarettes

and make sure that your seat is in the upright position

and your safety belt is securely fastened

We hope that you've enjoyed your flight with us today

and look forward to seeing you again in the future Thank you

(FLIGHT ATTENDANT SPEAKING FRENCH ON PA)

I like girls Almost all of them

That's why it was strange with Gabby I stopped looking at anyone else

It wasn't only the fact that she was beautiful, it was something else

Something sort of mysterious I didn't have a name for it

But it always kept me wanting her

And then she left in the middle of the semester

She didn't even say goodbye

When I called her, she told me it was because her granny was sick

Very sick

Although I knew her family meant a lot to her,

when she didn't come back, I began to think it was something else

Then, just when I sunk to my lowest point, she came to her senses

She called me up and asked me to Quebec City for Christmas

Meeting the family

The significance of this request did not escape me

I was about to spend the best week of my life

Your attention, please

This is the last call for Air Canada 55 for Toronto

All passengers must proceed to Gate 24 immediately Thank you

Flight 244, destination Paris via St John's, Newfoundland

Last call for Air Canada 535

to New York, La Guardia All passengers

- Guess who? - Gabby!

- Hi. - Hi.

Everyone's really looking forward to meeting you.

- They're all at home? - Yeah. The family.

'Cause I called and nobody answered.

Oh, yeah, sometimes they don't answer the phone.

- But didn't you think it might be me? - What?

No, nothing. Here we go.

- You look beautiful. - What?

- You look beautiful. - Oh, thanks.

- How's everyone at school? - They all miss you.

Me the most.

I missed you, too.

We're having a problem with the lights.

Great place.

- You okay? - Yeah! Great door!

Hello!

- Oh, Michael, this is Mama. - Hello, Michael.

You must be tired after your journey.

- Oh, it's just Beowulf. - Beowulf.

- Beowulf. Beowulf. This is Michael! - Beowulf.

Gabby! - I'll...

Be a sec.

My husband is doing the cooking.

Are there any more matches? Simone, that's enough.

- It's still incredibly dark. - Daddy, this is Michael.

Hi, Michael. Come in.

Hi, Michael. I'm Irenka.

Anybody else? Father Walter?

No, no.

"The parrot wipes its beak although it is clean."

Oh, Daddy! Where's the salt?

- On the table? - "...wipes its beak although it is clean."

Daddy's writing a book about Pascal's Pensees

Oh, okay.

- He can't work with his clothes on. - Michael, Daddy's an atheist.

Simone, it's nothing to joke about.

The girl's lack of respect doesn't...

Doesn't surprise me!

Come on, Michael. Sit down. How was the flight?

- Well... - Pretty hairy, I'll bet.

Air travel, it's the bane of my life.

Do you know the problem with those jets?

Once the engine cuts, that's it.

Straight down. They're built like rockets.

Propeller planes, now, they're built on the principle of the glider.

But jets? Bang! End of journey.

Illumination!

- Well, that ought to do it. - What was it?

Take Nick, here.

He flies the damn things. Courting death, if you ask me.

- Nick. Hi. - Michael.

Nick, we got a problem with this blender.

- Lives in a world of its own. - Well, I'll see what I can do.

God only knows, if it doesn't disappear, it gets broken.

Nick, come here. Well, you shouldn't leave it outside.

Have a bite.

Up, up! Up, up, up!

- Up, up! Up, up, up! Michael, put your hands up.

Bon appetit!

Nick, you're filthy! Okay, you fix it. You do it next time.

- I'm sorry for helping out. - Don't get mad.

Soup's great.

- Nick, wash your hands. He's such a slob.

How do you know that?

I'm really sorry to hear about your mother.

Gabby.

Sorry.

Mama?

Mama?

He didn't mean anything by it. No, I suppose not.

It's just been so upsetting. She didn't recognize me.

My own mother.

I feel so... I wish she stayed here with us.

- We'll go see her tomorrow. - She's going to be fine.

- Maybe. - Yes.

- She'll be fine, just fine. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Are you Catholic?

No.

Finally, we were alone

- Unbelievable. - Oh, boy.

I'm not in love with you anymore.

I thought I should tell you.

- Have you met someone? - No, no, it's not like that at all.

It's just... It's been worrying me, you know.

- When you came, I just knew. - That didn't take very long.

I mean, I only just got here.

Don't be like that.

Oh, Gabby.

Please, Mikey, don't, okay?

Then why did you invite me, then?

- I mean, if that isn't a dumb question? - Look, look... I am glad that you came.

Well, couldn't we wait and just see how things turn out?

I just don't see how it's going to be any different.

That's reassuring.

- Don't be like that. - How do you want me to be?

I don't know why you're getting so angry at me.

All I wanted to do was to see you. And I'm glad that you came.

You didn't have to come.

I'm going to bed.

I don't believe this.

You called me up, invited me over, kiss, kiss, for Christmas, kiss, kiss,

and you're surprised that it pisses me off?

Look, I told you and I don't want to talk about it, okay?

- Yeah, well, maybe I do. I do! - (WHISPERING) Mikey...

- Maybe you're right. Maybe... - Ah!

Can I have a quick word with you?

I don't want you to think that we are interfering,

but your father and I heard you going upstairs with Michael.

Yes?

And I don't think that you should go into your bedroom together.

- But I was only just coming upstairs... - Gabriella,

men sometimes in a bedroom can't control themselves.

Something comes over them and regrettable things could happen.

I'm not saying that Michael is one of those.

But it's just one of those things that you should...

- Don't worry. - We do worry.

Don't we, Ego? Ego?

- Excuse me? - Don't we worry?

Of course we do.

Especially now with Granny being so ill.

I have so many things to think about, my Gabriella.

Good night, Mikey.

Tonight, tonight, where is the promised land?

Tonight, will the sun ever fade?

Don't fall in love with tomorrow

But tonight

Kept the light I had for the sun

Let our lives be ruled by peace

Forever peace

Tonight, tonight, I need your helping hand

Tonight, tonight, we're sinking in the sand

Tonight, tonight, gonna make you understand

Tonight, tonight, where is the promised land?

Sorry to disturb you. Is the dog here?

No, I don't think so.

My husband cannot fall asleep if she's not in the room.

Father Walter once asked me to marry him,

but I didn't love him like that.

And he became a priest.

He was always my mother's favorite.

And afterwards, she blamed my husband for having eroticized me.

Women sometimes can be very susceptible.

Give her my love. Goodbye, Mama.

Goodbye.

I'm freezing.

- Do you tell Father Walter everything? - What do you mean?