Little Men

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What is going on in here?

What is this mess?

Didn't you all promise me

you were gonna be quiet?

Melissa, put your phone away.

Put it away right now!

What is this doing out?

I asked you to be quiet.

And look at you.

Jacob, what is that?

It's the sky, Mr. Plummer.

A green sky with yellow stars?

It's Camp Jupiter's sky.

Now, watch out, Jacob.

Van Gogh ended up

cutting off his own ear.

Quiet. I said quiet, everybody!

Jake! Over here.

Oh!

Hey, hey, hey. Look at you.

What happened?

Your parents are going to be

coming home very late tonight.

Come on, let's go.

We'll pass by Papaya King

on the way home.

Yes.

Jardine residence, good evening.

Good evening.

And who am I talking to?

- Who is this?

- This is Sal Bartolini.

I'm an old friend

of Max Jardine's.

- Is this Jacob?

- Yes.

Oh, Jacob,

the last time I saw you,

you were a little baby.

I guess you're all grown up now.

Mm.

Is your dad at home?

Or your mom?

No, they're not home yet.

Look, I'm sorry to hear

about your grandfather, Jacob.

Max and I knew each other

for so long.

We met when we were about your age.

You must be what, like, ten now?

Thirteen.

He was such a dear old friend

of mine, your granddaddy was.

Do you know

when the service is gonna be?

What service?

Well, the funeral.

I imagine there's going

to be a service soon.

- Hold on a second.

- Who is it?

I don't know.

Can I help you?

Is that woman

waiting for us?

No, she rents

the store downstairs.

Antonio!

Are you and Dad serious

about us moving here?

Jake,

let's talk about it later.

I really don't wanna move

to Brooklyn.

Hi, Mrs. Calvelli, Brian Jardine.

- We've met.

- Of course.

I'm so sad for what has happened.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

Your father

was a such a wonderful man.

- He really was, you know.

- I know.

What do you want?

- This is my son, Antonio.

- Hi.

And I don't think

you've met my wife, Kathy.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- Nice to meet you. Leonor.

- I'm sorry, my hands are full.

Yeah, we're just having

a little reception upstairs,

- for some friends and family.

- Of course.

You know,

I grew up in this house.

When I was a kid, there was

a produce store down here.

I know, your father told me.

- Let me help you with that.

- Oh, thanks.

Ella the Harpy?

She's a nerd, but I

got a thing for redheads. Don't you?

Uh, I don't know.

- I'll take it.

- Oh, thanks.

- Tyson's such a douchebag.

- Oh, not in the end, he's not.

I just finished The Blood of Olympus.

I got the game. Wanna play?

- Now?

- Yeah.

I'd like to, but I can't.

It's my grandfather's funeral.

Yeah, I know.

I never know what to say

in these situations.

I think you're supposed to say,

"I'm sorry for your loss."

That's it.

- Here, could you carry this?

- Oh, yeah, sure.

- Sorry for your loss.

- Oh, that's okay.

Did you draw this?

Yeah, it's the sky

above Camp Jupiter,

- the day of the battle.

- You're a real artist.

Not really.

Yeah, you are. This is awesome.

- You got it, son?

- Yeah, I got it.

You know, you're gonna like

this neighborhood.

- It's become a very bohemian area.

- It's just a reception.

I know, but if you

move in, I can show you around.

My mom and I just live

a few blocks away.

I'm not sure we're moving in.

- Hi.

- Hello.

It's a dessert we make in my country

for special occasions.

I hope you like it.

Oh, my God,

you didn't have to.

Max loved this cake,

so I thought...

Come in, please.

You should come in.

- It's okay.

- No, please, I insist.

I just wanted to bring the cake.

I still have some paperwork

to do downstairs before I go home.

Thank you for this.

Very kind of you. Thank you.

Excuse us, but we're leaving.

Oh, okay. Thank you,

thank you so much.

Thank you, thank you for coming.

Thanks for coming.

Thank you, thank you.

- Okay. Bye.

- I'm so sorry.

Oh, thank you so much.

- Great to see you, thank you.

- It was lovely.

Thank you, thank you.

I don't remember this.

Oh, my God.

Her plate.

Leonor.

Hi, Kathy.

The boys are in my office

in the back.

No, look what I just found.

My plate.

I think that night we

just ended up taking everything

back to our old apartment.

And we packed things away

and I forgot.

I'm so sorry.

No worries, please.

It's a beautiful plate.

Are you not working today?

I don't see patients on Monday.

I need a day a week...

- to organize my life, you know?

- Good for you.

The store looks cute.

We are not doing so well.

I like that dress, the green paisley.

Oh, I love that one.

- You should try that on.

- Oh, I have a lot to unpack.

Come on, it'll take you a minute.

- Perfection.

- Are you sure? I don't know.

It looks great.

Let me tie this.

- The dress is beautiful.

- How much is it?

Whatever the price is,

I'll give you ten percent discount.

Let me see. Oh, no, up here.

- Okay.

- Did you make this?

No, not this one.

But everything here is

handmade designers.

This is 250, and it's made

by a woman named Talita.

She's Colombian, very talented.

Guys, what do you think?

Jake?

Jake, what's our deal?

- Mom, I'm on vacation.

- So?

Dad said it was okay.

We have this rule in the house,

no games during the week,

and no internet before five either.

But when they're on vacation,

they have all this free time.

- What are you going to do?

- Shh, quiet!

Watch your tone, please.

Mrs. Jardine, we're almost done

with this level.

Can we have

a few more moments, please?

That's better.

Sure,

you can finish this level.

But first you gotta tell me,

what do you think?

The dress.

Great. I actually

thought it was yours.

- Jake?

- Love it. Love the feathers.

What are you writing?

Nothing much,

only an idea that occurred to me.

An idea for a short story.

A young girl grows up on

the shores of a lake, as you have.

She loves the lake as the gulls do,

and she is as happy and as free

as they are.

And then here

you can counter.

But a man sees her...

who happens to come her way,

and he destroys her out of idleness,

as this gull here has been destroyed.

Okay, good, what are

you saying to her right now?

That's lovely, I love that.

But what are you saying to her,

do you think?

Where is it?

Why don't you come and

help me prepare dinner tonight?

Where's Mom?

Your mother had

an emergency with a patient.

She's not gonna be home 'til tonight.

- Another suicide?

- Jake!

Dad, I can't find my drawings.

What drawings? Help me cut these.

The series I made on Percy Jackson.

- The Sea of Monsters.

- Those old drawings?

Yes.

Did you look in the trunk?

Yes, Dad, I looked.

They're not there.

Well, I don't know, Jake,

maybe they got thrown away.

Why would you do that?

They're my drawings!

Why don't you just make new ones?

'Cause new ones are never

gonna be like the old ones.

Jake, we moved.

We got rid of furniture.

We threw away clothes,

gave away books.

- We got a new apartment.

- So?

Hey, let me tell you something.

It's good to get rid of stuff.

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