Why do you keep buying this honey-flavoured shit?
Turns the milk a shade of beige.
Maggie, why do you always buy the Honey Nut Cheerios?
I thought you liked the golden box?
Don't forget we have that meeting with the Italian delegation this afternoon.
I can't, I have to help with the new arrivals today.
You can't spare an hour to save your wife's behind?
I love the smell of that hair.
It's crazy.
Told him for that price, they can keep the heated mirrors.
And then, they always try to screw you over with the accessories. Always.
But you can't bamboozle me. Fuck that.
Is Danny still sleeping?
Why didn't you teach that boy to get out of bed?
Why can't you do it?
Danny! Danny!
Go tell him nicely.
Jenny, please, you tell him.
Danny! He's gonna be late. Danny!
Could you please stop yelling?
I'll stop when I see him dressed. Danny!
You might want to have lunch at the mess hall today.
I have to show some apartments outside the base.
You're not coming to see the pick-up?
You're not coming?
Oh, shit.
Morning!
Danny, Champion of the World.
Thanks for checking out my bike, I won't need it today.
Hey, got a secret, bro?
- Huh? - Yes, so shut up.
- Thought you were still asleep. - Always up this early.
- That's news to me. - Bye, see you later.
Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad!
- Hey, what are you up to so early? - I gotta go.
I'm coming!
I'm picking up the new truck today.
What?
The new truck. I'm picking it up today.
Cool.
- Morning, Ma'am - At ease, soldier.
Which background would you like?
The desert's fine. Nowadays we only fight in the desert.
Try to relax your body as much as possible and empty your head.
It helps to lower your heartbeat.
Keep the stock firmly in the pocket of your shoulder,
- the position and hold... - Firm enough to support the weapon.
Good, soldier.
Aim.
Good job, soldier. You're a natural.
It's good.
Ma, can I get a ride?
- I can't, I have to meet the... - OK, sure.
After all these years, still dunno if I hate you or not.
I have an idea, actually.
Major Teixera has offered to accompany us on her morning off.
- Hey, Jonathan! - Hello.
Hey, how's it going?
Reeks of fish.
Inside you can't smell a thing.
Plus an induction microwave. That is, if you're comfortable using one.
It seems more and more people are refusing to use them these days.
I even use mine to make pizza,
but you have to know just how long to keep it in,
otherwise the crust becomes all soggy.
- A nice view. - Just take your time...
- OK. - ...and let me know.
Yeah, will do.
When you're ready, pull the door behind you.
- Thank you very much. - Thank you.
- What do you think? - They all look the same to me.
Well, this one's got lots of light.
Come back in the afternoon to make sure.
Do you really cook pizza in the microwave?
No!
I just said that to reassure them.
- Don't you think it was reassuring? - Very.
Very.
What?
- I like it here. - So do I.
Get here.
What are you doing?
Taking this off.
What the fuck?
Smell that?
- Were you fixing an engine? - Come here.
Your mother is a legend.
No, no, no, my mother is an alien sent to earth to destroy the human race.
She just happens to be my mother and I've known since I was five.
I can't believe this.
She's so wasted on you.
I'm so wasted on you.
I mean, look at this outfit. Also, found this on the bulletin board.
"Where are you, Harper?" So what?
So what? How many Harpers are in this school, you dumbass?
Oh, fuck!
There's a number, should I call it?
What are you thinking? She actually thinks you're Harper.
Don't you dare call that number.
- Asshole. - Morning.
We're in math class.
- What are you doing after lunch? - Going to the post library.
OK, let's go back to where we left off last time,
the rigid transformation of the plane.
A transformation is considered rigid
when it doesn't modify the point distance and the angle width.
It's a transformation that doesn't modify the form.
There are four types of isometry, so who can tell me what they are?
- Translation? - Rotation?
Translation, yes.
In this case if we draw a quadrangle it could be a trapezoid.
We could drag our trapezoid by its vertex A
or we could rotate it, like Trish just said.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Fraser!
Come.
You're the first person who brought it back
before the end of the month.
- What are you doing here? - In fact, give me the book back.
- Can he take it out? - Of course.
The Kindly Ones.
Too long?
Actually, The Count of Monte Cristo is longer.
- And you read it? - Yes.
Well, only half of it.
Don't tell anyone that I recommended it to you.
You know, it's about a perverted Nazi, whose name is Max Aue.
It's a badass book.
I'm a badass.
Fuck.
So are you going to take it?
I'm a badass...
Asshole. Fuck! What an asshole!
So what were you saying? Who?
They were gone by the time the Carabinieri got there.
And the owner's descriptions match up to practically everyone.
Was it the same troops that broke the taco stand windows?
I don't know, but they're animals.
Jonathan...
Show a little compassion to our troops.
Life far from home is full of emptiness.
I'm sure you feel it, that sense of emptiness.
Shall I call First Sergeant Ramirez?
No, forget Ramirez.
Call Poythress.
In the middle of everything, she slithers over the bed,
picks up the phone and says: "Room 511."
- Right. - "Who are you calling?" I say.
"A friend," she says. They answer. "Patrice," she says,
"I'm here with a friend and need help. Help me out?"
So I don't know what the shot is. Then I hear coming out of the phone...
So, fine.
I'm pumping away, she's making airplane noises,
every once in a while I go "boom" and the broad goes crazy.
Moaning and groaning, the whole long route.
Humping and bumping, she's screaming: "Red Dog One to Red Dog Squadron."
Then she screams: "Wait."
She wriggles out and pulls out this five-gallon jerrycan.
- Right. - It's full of gasoline.
So, she splashes it over the walls, whips a fucking Zippo out and whoosh,
the room is in flames.
The whole fucking joint is going up in smoke,
the phone's going "rat-tat-tat," she jumps on the bed and yells:
"Now, give it to me! Give it to me for the Love of Christ".
I figure this broad is crazy,
I'm in the hall, it's full of smoke, above the flames I make out my broad,
she's singing: "Off we go into the wild blue yonder,"
the elevator arrives, and the hall is full of firemen.
- God! Those fucking firemen... - That's enough, Cate.
She's almost done... you're interrupting right at the apotheosis.
Why did you choose this passage?
'Cause you asked for something old-fashioned.
Yeah, let's christen this baby.
- Yeah, let's do it! - Alright!
Three, two, one!
Yeah!
OK, OK, quiet down now. Look at me!
I'm the cowboy that's gonna ride this beautiful horse!
There's Kritchevsky. What the fuck does he want?
I've never seen him smile! It's like he's always sucking on lemons!
I must bring you to the Colonel.
Sure.
Here.
Table right there.
Michiko Kakutani...
So, Michiko Kakutani said the book is "unrepentant."
Why would a Jew like Jonathan give me a book about a psychotic Nazi?
Seems a little too postmodern.
What?
I don't know.
They're dating now?
- Wanna go? Wanna leave? - No.
Now they're kissing. Yeah, let's go.
Cate!
You're upset.
No.
I love him.
I've always loved him.
Sure.
It's completely out of context.
...at the time.
I'm not looking at anything now, I'll look at it at the time.
What I've seen, what I've seen, is so bad.
First of all, the media is so dishonest and so corrupt and the pile-on is so amazing
that The New York Times...
Richard.
I heard you got a new truck.
I had a Chevy Silverado when I was stationed in Albany.
Four hundred and fifty horsepower?
Four hundred and twenty horsepower.
- Alloy rims? - Right.
Had stock wheels, I regretted it over time.
What's the payload?
I can haul 1,500 pounds.
Excellent.
So listen, we have a problem downtown.
What's the problem, Ma'am?
How's your Italian, Richard?
I can get my point across.
Cate's Italian is perfect.
It's easier for kids.
I studied a little French in college.
And Portuguese, of course, because of my wife.
Do you speak Jenny's language?
I don't know how things were under the previous commander,
but now we're gonna uphold a higher standard.
Let's see what happens with the Carabinieri, but...
these show how the Chioggia pizzeria was ravaged the night of the parade.
That's why you're gonna apologize to this gentleman.
Me?
On behalf of your men.
They insulted America.
Just how do you know that?
I know my men, Ma'am.
...election results is beyond the pale.
Congressman Carlos Curbelo of Florida said:
"Peaceful transfer of power and acceptance of election results
is fundamental to our democracy and Constitution.
This cannot be undermined ever".
And Senator Lindsey Graham said: "During this debate Mr. Trump is doing..."
Here they are.
Richard was contracting in Nigeria.
It's OK.
He was strange.
That little baby suited him.
It was as if Danny was his.
- Can you price this for me? - Sure.
I was alone and made a choice. Was I wrong?
I like the smell of cumin.
Once he told me he felt strange because Danny's become taller than him.
I told him most children are taller than their parents.
Me, I'm taller than my mother.
What about Danny? Does he accept Richard as his father?
It's hard to understand what Danny feels.
Wanna sit here?
- Coffee? - Yes.
Do you want donuts?
Always!
My aunty had to escape at night from Kano.
She wasn't that way...
That way how?
Homosexual.
But she had two friends who were.
There, you're even punished if you don't report homosexuals.
I'm not...
You're not that way?
Look, it's Danny...
Danny!
He's with Valentina.
Was that his name already?
We decided on Danny,
plain and simple.
Americans can't pronounce Nigerian names.
What about you?
Jennifer. Plain and simple.
You done? Can I come in?
Shut the door. Shut the door!
Let me hold it.
No.
Please.
Not gonna turn you on or anything, is it?
No.
Don't squeeze it.
This is wonderful.
I wrote to her.
- Who did you write to? - Giulia.
The note.
- Oh, God. Here we go... - I'm ready.
You're not. Not in the slightest
and none of the stuff that you're thinking means anything anyway.
Then what does?
Dev Hynes isn't just a musical genius. He's a genius!
Read this interview. He was bullied in school.
All creative people were bullied.
Says they called him a misogynistic tranny online.
- That's absurd! - Absurd.
"I remember a fight I got in with someone
after I played a show in Boston,
right after the release of the Blood Orange album."
- I also loathe Boston. - Same.
They were like "I love your music,
but why did you put a fucking tranny on the..."
- Fuck them! - Uh-huh...
Oh, my God. He's playing in Bologna in December.
Blood Orange? Really?
This won't stay on!
Gimme your phone, we're going.
OK, I put a reminder.
How the fuck will we get to Bologna?
Fuck!
- Use more. - You look good like that.
No, I don't, it needs to be fuller.
Wow. Do you really think that being male
means shooting guns, peeing standing up, and having shitty facial hair?
This is not what I had in mind for you.
Surprise, I exist outside of your mind.
You're clichéd and retro.
Wear this.
Put it on.
Sorry your mom prefers spending time with me. Anything is possible, we get each other.
Surprise, you can go on your own, you ungrateful bitch.
It's the hair, this fucking hair, it's never gonna work.
You are your hair. It's what people love about you.
Do you have clippers?
Clippers? Nobody here has clippers.
- My dad does. - What?
What? Stop, stop, stop, stop!
No, your dad is gonna kill us. Stop moving.
- Uh... - What?
Let's go. Come on, come on, come on...
Hold on. OK.
Wear these.
He keeps them in here.
Here it is.
This is a terrible idea.
Know how to do it, right?
Of course, I know how to do it!
Wait, no, no, no, no, no...
You have to use scissors first.
- What? - Scissors first.
OK, and...
Gotta cut right here.
- How long have you been growing it for? - Since I was six, more or less.
Are we really doing this?
Yes.
OK.
I'll be grateful...
I'll be grateful for the rest of my life.
OK.
- Ready? - Yeah.
- Holy shit... Oh, my God! - Holy fuck!
Oh, my God! OK, OK, OK, OK.
- Shh! - Do more, do more. OK, OK.
- OK, OK, OK, OK. - Shh!
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God. - Has it ever been this short?
- No. No, it hasn't... - Shh...
- Oh, my... I told you... - Don't yell.
OK, OK, OK.
- What do I do? Razor? - Um, yeah. Yeah.
If you have lice I'll fucking kill you.
- Sure, yeah. OK. - Oh, my God!
- OK. Uh-huh. - Ready?
Three, two...
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
- OK, OK, OK. - Oh! Hold on.
Wait, hold on.
- Oh, my God! - Holy shit!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my fuck! Oh, my God! OK!
OK, OK, OK.
I can't believe this.
Can't believe they are actually here.
- I can't do this, I can't do this... - Yes, you can.
Just do it.
Alright, wish me luck.
...She's a former democratic Texas State Senator
and a Clinton surrogate.
Wendy, take your democrat hat off and put your analyst hat on.
Texas may be less of a red state than it used to be,
but let's be honest,
is it really in play for democrats?
You know, I think what this particular...
Where's Fraser?
He's at the movies with Cate.
Interesting family, don't you think?
And that poor girl...
Why "poor girl"?
She's a complicated child and they're a little basic.
Am I basic, too?
You're my wife. Come here. Gimme some of that beer.
...Latino voters.
And as a consequence of that,
that's why you're seeing the numbers here in our state.
Do you think we'll see more numbers in terms of dollars?
Do you think campaign dollars from the Clinton camp,
maybe Hillary herself, some big name surrogates,
could make their way there in the next 15 days?
I know for sure that they're going to,
and in fact it was bizarre this weekend, I was watching football at home
like many Texans do on a Saturday afternoon,
and there were ads,
and it is surprising because we never see ads in presidential elections here in our state.
We have always been written off, and I'm glad to see it,
because I think that it helps us over the long term.
We are investing and making sure that voters believe that they...
Where have you been? Did you spend the day with Maggie?
I was out shopping.
How long have you and her been friends?
They're neighbours, I try to be polite.
How is Valentina?
You know those women aren't good people.
My father was a Muslim, wasn't he?
Your father, Richard, is a Christian.
How many things are you gonna turn your back on
in a single lifetime, Mom?
Danny.
My father Richard is in the garage.
Sweetheart...
I can't remember the way you used to do it.
- You've never been good at this... - Only with the right hand...
Cate used to do it, didn't she?
What, Lubabah?
You haven't called me that name in 16 years.
Lubabah...
Please...
don't say that name.
You know I'm here for you, I'm always here for you.
Danny, too?
You said you'd always be there for him...
as if he was yours.
Haven't I always done that? Has he ever lacked anything?
He's still waiting for you.
Origin of Evil.
Uh, one for Origin of Evil.
What?
Ouija.
The next screening's in 40 minutes.
Naomi...
What will the Ouija board say?
Theatre three.
I'd get an even bigger size if they had one.
- I only like sweet and salty popcorn. - Sweet popcorn? Weird.
Sitting up front?
Too close and my neck hurts. I'm gonna go to the back.
- OK, see you later. - Bye.
Oh, there he is. See him?
Oh, yeah, OK.
So now we share a mortal secret.
Origins of Evil?
Going to the movie theatre alone together.
So you want to be a fashion designer?
- Right? - Who told you that?
No, I don't wanna be a fashion designer. It's more like...
- I don't wanna be a fashion designer. No. - It's more like what?
Explain.
Do you know Demna Gvasalia?
I'm afraid I don't.
OK, well he's the head designer for Vetements,
and now designs for Balenciaga, OK?
And he's Georgian, alright?
He remembers the war from when he was a kid
and he does this collection for Balenciaga and let me show you.
Here. Alright? He brings the memory of war into...
He brings realism into the fabric.
- Now do you see? - Maybe...
But don't tell me that you'd actually wear that stuff.
It looks like a dress!
Oh, I'm kidding! It's interesting.
Seriously.
Stupid boy.
Now I understand why your Mom says
that you have a hard time getting along with kids your age.
My mother doesn't know a fucking thing about me.
You know, I wanted to be a rock star.
Yeah. I planned to be dead by 27.
Be part of the Club, you know.
Then what happened?
I was in Tel Aviv, with my mother.
It was me and her, always me and her.
I was suffocating.
And so, when I was 15 I said to her:
"Dear Mom, I'm going to live with my father in Detroit".
Detroit seemed right for a musician, right?
- What did she say? - She didn't speak with me for five years.
She was a hippie. I just thought she didn't care.
She said: "No one can really keep anyone from doing anything,
you go, but your father is a piece of shit."
So I went to live in Detroit.
And, and it turns out she was right, my father was a piece of shit.
He had another family, I was just getting in his way.
But he gave me the best part of him. A passport.
At the age 18, I enlisted,
because a guy at a recruiting stand just wouldn't give up,
and all I wanted was never to have a home again.
I don't know a fucking thing about my father.
These days, fathers only matter to those who don't have one.
Show me what you got.
Hey! What are you doing? Get off of there!
Hey, who do you think you are?
Come back here! Stop!
Fraser?
Fraser, is that you?
What if we go back to New York for Christmas? How do you feel about that?
How was the movie?
She treated me as if I was below her.
And she spoke to me with attitude of: "I know what really happened,
you had nothing to do with it, but I'm going to give you shit
because that's what I feel like doing right now and I can".
They're both looking down on us. You didn't notice?
I'm not gonna let anyone disrespect me.
We should move. Seriously! I don't wanna live across from them.
You raise your hands
up to your ears
and you say "Allahu Akbar".
Allahu Akbar.
And then you put your right hand on your left wrist
and you raise it close to your heart and you start by reciting Surah Al-Fatihah...
It's eleven o'clock.
Where do you think you are, huh?
Did he make you do this?
Was this his idea?
Talk to me!
You're not leaving this house again, do you hear me?
You're grounded for a month. I don't want you to see those people.
They're just gonna fill your head with shit.
You think you're smarter than me, don't you?
But you're just a little girl.
You don't know a fucking thing! You don't know a fucking thing
about what it's like in the world for people like us.
But why'd you do it?
Huh?
Answer me!
Daddy...