A Weekend with the Family Page #2
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- 2016
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Yeah.
Joey went for the big one tonight.
I swear, that boy will never change.
Get some rest, babe. I'm proud of you.
[sleepily] After this weekend
our whole lives are just gonna change.
"You're part of the family now."
[mouthing] What?
[phone rings]
Boy, didn't I tell you
I just don't feel like it?
if your thirsty ass call me
one more damn time...
Rosie, it's me.
He's gonna ask to marry him this weekend.
He's gonna ask you to marry him
this weekend!
Girl, yes. What do I do?
Calm down.
I mean, girl, I was in my deep REM sleep.
I still got my damn mask on.
Okay, how do you know for sure?
'Cause he just came in here drunk,
and he said, and I quote,
"After this weekend our whole lives
are gonna change."
Then, he passed out.
Oh, my gosh, girl, he's gonna ask you
to marry him!
Okay, so what you gonna do?
Girl, I don't know,
that's why I called you.
Okay, right.
I want him to ask me really bad,
but I know if he does it
before he meets my family,
my dad will not respect him.
Travis will be crushed.
-Is it really that serious, Court?
-You have not met John Clancy.
My dad was a judge for 20 years.
He sentenced men to death
without even batting an eye.
Damn!
Okay, so why don't you invite your parents
over or something?
Girl, I can't do that.
They are at our vacation home
for the weekend.
It's Korean new year.
-I'm totally screwed.
-No, you are not.
It just seems like you have
a lot of arrangements to make, boss lady.
I mean, either you get them together,
or my man shoot himself in the foot.
I think it will be better this way.
Ultimately, if you're lucky,
he might propose
right in front of everyone.
[Rosie laughs]
Okay, I'll figure it out,
-I love you.
-Love you too, bye.
[mutters in annoyance]
I gotta get myself ready for this wedding.
...break my concentration.
Shut up.
[Courtney] Good morning, sleepyhead,
rise and shine.
I've made you some breakfast.
Come on, get up.
We've got a lot goin' on today.
[Travis] Why you hittin' me?
What do we have to do today?
Well, I was thinking,
this is the first full weekend off
that you've had in like, forever,
and I wanted to make the best of it,
so I planned us a getaway trip.
Baby, that was so sweet. You just wanna
spend a lil' time with your man.
-Man, I see.
-Of course!
You little kitty. Oh, wait!
[screams]
-Baby, why are... why're you doing...
-[stammers] What are you doing?
Your shoe is unzipped.
My shoe... Yeah, my shoe!
-Yeah. Okay.
-What's going on with you this morning?
Thank you!
Okay, I just need you to get ready,
and our flight leaves in two hours.
Okay, let me just go pack
my bag real quick.
No, babe, I've already packed
our bags. Look.
And I packed your favorite pajamas.
Girl, you so sweet. You just own it.
-Let me go get in the shower.
-Okay.
Oh, girl!
All right, that was nothing,
you said you were gonna spank me.
[slow music playing]
Baby, what do you have in this bag?
I packed everything.
I see.
So, you sure you have everything?
You ready to go?
Yeah, I think... Oh!
Whoa! [sheepishly] What are you doing?
-It was my shoelace...
-Just leave it.
You'll be sitting
more than standing anyway.
-Come on you, you ready? Let's go.
-Yeah, I got it.
-You sure?
-Yeah.
[pop song playing]
Babe, this don't look like a hotel.
Yeah, not exactly.
Babe, I haven't been
completely honest with you
about this weekend.
We're not going to some fancy,
little exotic getaway,
-or anything like that.
-Well, clearly. I can see that.
But where'd you take me?
I, um...
I... I brought you
to meet my parents. Surprise!
-Yeah, so your parents?
-Yeah!
-It's their house?
-Yeah!
-Oh, okay.
-Don't... Don't be mad, okay?
-They're gonna love you.
-No, I'm not mad at all.
-Oh! That's my...
-[Sue] Is my baby here?
-Come on, let's get out.
-Let's get out.
[Courtney] Come on, let's... Gonna go...
[Travis] Your luggage. Yeah, I'm good.
[Courtney] Are you sure?
Okay, I'll meet you outside.
Mom!
Just like I taught you.
Dad, you're getting a little rusty.
You watch your mouth, young lady.
-Mommy!
-We didn't think you'd make it this year.
I know. Change of plans.
It wouldn't be a proper Seollal
without you.
-Aw, Daddy!
that you've been raving about?
Yeah, he's in the car, getting the bags.
Babe, hurry with the bags.
-Come on.
-[John] Come on.
-[Courtney] Okay.
-[John] Yo, you look great!
-I wait for him.
-Okay, Ma.
[John] Come on, we gotta catch up.
[Courtney] Oh, God! I am starving.
[Travis talking to himself]
Can't believe this.
Thought we was goin' on a vacation.
No, we gonna meet the parents. [grunts]
[Travis laughs]
You must be Travis.
You must be Mrs. Clancy.
So nice to finally meet you.
Oh, okay.
Again.
One more time...
Come, come, come, come inside.
-[Sue] You need help?
-No, I'm fine.
-[Sue] Good.
-Okay.
[Sue] You know you look like
that LL COOL J.
Anybody telling you that one?
No. Thank you.
-[John] Maybe we can...
-A shower, and then, we can go.
[John] That would be good.
Travis, this is my dad, John Clancy.
-Daddy, this my...
-Travis Stanley.
You know him?
I no understand.
[stutters] Wait a minute, is this a joke?
No, it's... It's not a joke at all.
Mr. Clancy, I... I can explain myself.
You're damn right, you better explain.
Travis, what's going on?
[stammers nervously] Baby,
I'm just looking to... See...
This, right there, this is not how
I seen it though,
at all in my head.
I bet the hell not.
[speaking Korean]
[nervously] I'd like a latte.
Travis.
-Okay, baby...
-Explain yourself.
I haven't been entirely forthcoming
-about where I've working for the past...
-[exclaiming] Oh, no!
-[Courtney] Oh, God!
-Mr. Clancy, I did not lie to you,
-but I wasn't entirely forthcoming...
-Just spit it out.
Babe, I've been working at your dad's firm
for the past six months.
-Great.
-Mr. Clancy, I've been happily,
but respectfully,
dating your daughter
for the past eight months.
What?
-Oh, no! Oh, no!
-Mama's going down.
Come here, get your hands off her.
[angrily] You see what you did?
Wake up.
Uh... Um...
Baby?
[John] You rotten,
low-down son of a b*tch.
Mr. Clancy, I know you must be very angry.
Billy Clapton.
Who... Who's Billy Clapton?
Billy Clapton was the last rotten,
low-down son of a b*tch
that tried to use my daughter
to gain my favor.
Oh, damn!
-That's Billy?
-Yeah.
Billy broke my little girl's heart,
so I had to make him disappear.
Mr. Stanley, you understand?
[stammers] I do, now.
Is there anything else you need to tell me
about yourself?
No.
And you're not using my daughter
for your own, personal gain?
Only time will tell.
Now, get out of my office.
What the hell is wrong with you, Travis?
Why didn't you tell me
you're applying to my dad's firm?
Because I didn't want you
to help me get in.
Okay, so?
Okay, so, I wanted to get in on my own.
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