Take This Waltz

In the name of the king.

Public humiliation.

Public punishment.

Everyone gather in the square for the public humiliation.

Tired yet?

We're nowhere near done.

When are we gonna see the stoning?

And... there's a special treat. A one-time experience today in Louisbourg.

He shall be subjected to a lashing.

The likes of which he's never experienced in all his days!

Vive Le Roi! Long live the King!

Are you sorry? Are you contrite?

Ah!

I see a lady...

who'd like to try her hand on the thrashing.

Do I not?

No, please stop!

Please do not do it. Do not do it!

No, I will not.

I came here to work, to rewrite your official pamphlets.

Oh, but please, indulge me!

Put your back into it more!

Harder!

Harder, harder!

Well done.

You've got a lot of nerves, sir.

Welcome to Montreal.

Connecting passengers, Please check the boards

for any updates to your departure times.

Hi. Hi. On the right hand side.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hi.

I think I'm sitting here.

Sorry, I know you from ...?

Public humiliation.

Well, obviously...

Not before? Don't I know you from somewhere else?

Not that I know of.

You look very familiar though.

Yes...

Did you have an accident at Louisbourg;

- Sorry? - Your wheelchair.

Something happened to your legs?

No... I I have just a constant issue with them...

I can not walk for than 5 minutes without some help.

- Here you go. - Thank you. - You're welcome.

No, you don't.

Excuse me?

You do not have a constant issue with your leg.

Okay...

You must have been walking a lot more than 4 minutes around the fortress.

And you really gave it when it came time for the whipping, my friend.

Right, look, I'm just reading this.

No, you're not.

You're not reading that. You were watching me me sleep.

You missed a spot. This is where it is.

Yeah, got it.

Milk!

Who orders milk on a plane?

It's tomato juice, asshole, that's what you order on a plane!

"Dreaming of Hitler."

Includes the famous essay...

Spanking of romance...

Are you okay?

What are you reading?

I'm scared of airports.

That's why you read about Hitler's spanking you?

Do you want me to answer or not?

I'm afraid of connections.

In airports.

Getting from one plane to another.

Runing and rushing, and not knowing...

Trying... to figure it out...

Wondering if I'm gonna make it...

What do you think will happen if you do not succeed?

I think I may get lost...

And that I may rot and die...

In... some forgotten Empty Terminal...

that nobody even knows exists.

And you miss your plane.

No... that's not really the fear...

Then what are you afraid of?

I'm afraid of wondering if I'll miss it...

I do not like being between things...

I'm afraid of being afraid.

Sounds like the most dangerous thing in the world.

Hi. We are making two stops...

62, Crescent, near Queen MacLaughlin...

Really?

Yes, why, where do you live?

Pretty close, actually.

- I will walk from your place. - Really?

Yes.

Are you serious?

Yeah, why, where do you live?

Pretty close.

I am married.

Oh. That's too bad.

That's too bad. Because I live here.

Shit.

Hey, baby. Hi.

I love you so much...

I'm gonna mesh your head with a potato masher...

I love you so much,

that I will put your spleen into a meat grinder.

And it is gonna be a freaking rusty meat grinder.

I love you so much...

That... I'll gonna inject your face... with a curious combination

of Swineflu and Ebola.

Wow, it made me laugh.

What time is your family coming over?

Whenever they manage to put their kids in the car, so ..

Maybe... a million o'clock.

I look forward to seeing the little Tony.

She's really, really nice.

I like to play with her.

Will you do the monkey?

That's nice.

I will, really.

I'm gonna play with Tony.

I know you are.

I know, too.

I know already.

I'm taking a shower.

- Knock knock! - Who is there?

- Interrupting starfish. - What interrupting starfish?

Well, this. Do you get it?

Knock it off!

Jerry! Jerry!

Why do not you want Tony to go to the Montesouri?

I do want Tony to go to Montesouri!

- That's a lie! - Speak clearly.

You want to play the princess restaurant?

Hello. Welcome to our restaurant.

Would you like some chicken?

It's okay, do not hit really.

Thank you.

I do not like the place so much.

It's a little bland.

It's a little bland.

Make sure to mark all the things you do not like, Mom.

That's why we're doing this lunch.

I'll take them. It's all wonderful.

Thank you.

And I like being served.

And I'd like you to sit down.

You deserve it.

I love these flowers.

I know aren't they pretty?

I tell you it does not help me.

Every book you read about it involves... you know...

people falling off the waggon 8 times...

So you know, I'm good, I'm really good but...

There is this looming, you know... "waiting-to-fail" -ness...

You look so well.

I know.

Really. I look in the mirror and want to fuck myself.

I honestly think that I look better than before I gave birth to Tony.

Thoughts?

Yes... You look amazing! - Thank you.

It is that kind of moment when you want to try and win real quick.

I do not think you're gonna fail.

Don't look at me like that.

With this sincere look...

Like a baby dear.

The next time you wake up inside me vomit...

You should feel guilty about you, too.

Then do not do it.

Do not wake up in a pile of your vomit.

Doing my best.

It'll be 10 months Tuesday.

That's great!

Allright. Now, get off me.

Nobody has died.

I'm "the good news", you know that?

Okay, guys, it's time.

Bye, sweetheart!

- Bye! - Bye!

- I love you so much. - Thank you, aunt.

Take me somewhere.

Very French style yourself.

- Hey. - Hey.

Do not even know what to make for breakfast.

I do not know what you're making for me you breakfast!

What?

What "what"?

What?

Just... glad you're here.

Yeah?

Yeah.

- Bad baby. - No, I am not a bad baby!

No? You're not evil baby? No?

You seem like the baddest little baby in the whole world.

I'm not a bad baby, I'm mad at you.

Are you mad my baby?

Yes, I'm mad at you.

I love you, baby.

Can't we just drop this baby thing?

And kiss me that's just not good together.