We Are Who We Are (2020) s01e01 Episode Script

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AIRPORT CLERK: Yeah, but the rest of
their luggage is here.
Yes.
A connecting flight.
Two days? Maybe three.
Alright. Sure.
I'll be expecting your call.
- SARAH: It's gray with straps.
- No.
It's silver gray with red straps
and you bought it for me.
SARAH: Sweetheart,
don't get wound up, we'll find it.
You got it for me.
It could still be in Amsterdam.
FRASER:
Oh, no.
Why would it be in Amsterdam?
Why would it be in Amsterdam?
MAGGIE: Maybe it's better
if we give them my number.
FRASER:
Why would it be in Amsterdam?
I'm thirsty.
I saw you slip that bottle into your bag.
SARAH: It's a bit early for that,
don't you think?
I'm thirsty
and my fucking bags aren't here.
Two sips. No more.
Thank you, Mommy.
MAGGIE:
It's much worse than it looks.
- MAGGIE: Can it be delivered to us?
- Sure.
- FRASER: What's her name again?
- MAGGIE: Sarah. Really?
FRASER GRUNTS
FRASER: I couldn't sleep a wink
the whole flight.
I hate we're required to travel coach.
MAGGIE: Her name is Jennifer.
She's Colonel Poythress' wife.
FRASER: Let's hope she won't do small talk
all the way to base.
Her accent's gonna give me a headache.
JENNY:
Colonel.
SARAH:
Hi! Jennifer?
- JENNY: So nice to finally meet you.
- SARAH: Nice to meet you.
JENNY:
Thank you.
You must be Fraser.
- And is this Maggie?
- MAGGIE: Sarah's wife.
Her wife. Of course, I had been
I was informed.
Shall we go?
Sweetheart, Jenny asked you
what class you're in.
Freshman.
My daughter Caitlin is a freshman
and Danny is in eleventh grade.
What are their zodiac signs?
He's a Libra.
Uncommitted, inconclusive, evasive.
SHE LAUGHS It is your astrology,
I don't believe in all that.
Fraser is obsessed
with astrological signs.
Aren't you, babe?
JENNY: The base is a stone throw away
from the sea.
We're actually connected
by a side street.
And if you'd like to visit Venice,
there's a ferry in Chioggia
that takes you straight there.
SARAH:
We should go on Sunday!
Remember the hotel in Cannaregio?
That guy who never stopped babbling?
- JENNY: So, it's not your first time in Italy?
- SARAH: We came on our honeymoon.
Maggie loves it here.
Don't you, my love?
- What about Caitlin?
- JENNY: Sorry?
What sign is Caitlin?
Aries. Is that any better?
- DRIVER: I have the new Commander.
- FRASER: It all depends on her rising sign.
SARAH:
Fraser's a bit on the relentless side.
- GATE GUARD: Have a nice day.
- DRIVER: You too.
JENNY:
Here we are! That's the house.
IN ITALIAN:
It's just this way.
INDISTINCT CHATTER IN ITALIAN
This is the cutest place on the base.
Doesn't it look so New York?
It's the best the base can offer,
but if you're not happy with it,
just let me know.
It takes a while to know
if a place is right for us.
No, it's perfect. Perfect.
That's our house.
How many of our people
live off base again?
Some of the officers
and most of the soldiers.
They fixed all the shutters.
The houses need constant maintenance.
Colonel McAunty's very concerned
with tidiness.
SARAH:
Sweetheart, isn't this great?
We're in Italy, the cradle of art!
JENNY: Colonel McAunty
also kept an apartment in town,
should you be interested.
A commander
should always be with his men, Jennifer.
That's what my husband always says.
- Here are the forms for you to sign.
- Let me see it.
I'm sorry, only the sponsor can sign.
In your case, it's Sarah.
All the paperwork
will only bear her name.
Of course.
Thanks.
It was the same for me and my husband.
- You did this?
- Yes.
I also brought some pamphlets
of the local region
and I baked you a cake.
- MAGGIE: Thank you.
- You didn't have to do that.
INDISTINCT CHATTER IN ITALIAN
- SARAH: Let's take the bathroom with the tub.
- MAGGIE: No, Fraser should pick.
PHONE RINGS
- SARAH: We'll take the one with the tub.
Hi, Dad.
FRASER IN ITALIAN:
SARAH: No, I'm not in a crappy mood,
I'm just tired.
Mom, we're not in Venice,
we're in Chioggia.
Yes, of course we'll go to the Biennale.
I know you find it tacky,
but I'm not here on vacation.
- I'm in charge of a base.
- HE LAUGHS
SARAH: He's good. He's happy.
I'll give him your love.
SARAH:
You can roll it, it's fine.
Just leave this here,
behind the chairs.
FRASER GRUNTS
- That's not funny!
SARAH: Oh, fuck.
SHE GRUNTS
Can't wait to hear
the colonel's presentation.
Stuart McAunty is a shady
and conceited man.
And he's got no balls.
- SARAH: Fuck.
- You were born to command.
- SARAH: Stupid thing.
- I should know.
SHE SCOFFS
- SARAH: Anything interesting out there?
- FRASER: Nothing to see.
- Here, let me do it.
- I can manage.
Ow!
SARAH GASPS
Ow!
- FRASER: What happened?
- SARAH: It's just a little blood, it's fine.
MAGGIE:
Did you hurt yourself?
- You okay?
- SARAH: Hmm-mm.
- SARAH: Jet lag's killing me.
- MAGGIE: Did you take some melatonin?
SARAH: I was sure it was gonna be
like our first time.
When we were younger
and I wasn't in charge of a base.
It's ready!
MUSIC: "High" by Lighthouse Family
PLAYS THROUGH EARPHONES
SARAH:
Take a bath with me?
- MAGGIE: This tub is smaller than ours.
- SARAH: Isn't that better?
HE SCOFFS
- HE MURMURS
"is naked except for a rainbow-coloured
jockstrap and sandals."
Mark, so I did my research
and eight thousand tons of explosives
are buried in the bunkers.
But on the surface,
everything seems copacetic.
CLICKS TONGUE
I love you.
SOLDIERS CHAN
SARAH: Why would one build a military chapel
right next to the housing office?
Doesn't make sense.
JENNY:
I, I suppose.
SARAH: That's a huge cross for a place
that's supposedly multi-religious.
JENNY:
Most of the people here are Christians.
SARAH:
It's our duty to respect those who aren't.
JENNY:
We've simplified a lot of the paperwork,
I'm sure you'll be impressed.
WOMAN:
Hold my hand.
RECEPTIONIST: Please, have a seat.
And what's their names?
- FRASER: Why are we here?
- MAGGIE: IDs.
OFFICER: Welcome, Colonel.
It's a pleasure to have you on board.
I have the forms for the ration cards.
Okay.
OFFICER:
For the base gas station
- And for the PX.
- Great.
Thank you.
MAGGIE:
What's the matter?
SARAH:
Annabel. One of my father's gifts.
MAN:
Glasses off.
Glasses. Off.
You can see my eyes.
Your first time on a military base?
The policy is no sunglasses.
Show some respect, young man.
Remove the glasses and hold still.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
HE YAWNS
MEN CHEER
INDISTINCT CHATTER
PLAYER:
Hey! Get off the court!
PLAYER 2:
Fucking punk!
- PLAYER 1: Yes!
- PLAYER 2: Nice pass.
PLAYER 3:
Do it, do it, do it!
- Get it.
- MEN CHEER
- GIRL: Oh, my God, he was so staring at me.
- GIRL 2: Really?
GIRL 1:
I'm absolutely sure, it was so obvious.
- GIRL 2: Oh, my God!
- GIRL 1: I know, right?
- KID 1: What the heck's that?
- KID 2: Can't you see? It's a horse.
BOY LAUGHS
What's up?
WOMAN: Fifty percent of the parents
didn't send over their authorisation.
The electronic register
was supposed to simplify our job.
We have to send out the notice
of the antiterrorism drill.
WOMAN 2:
Is it already next week?
WOMAN 1:
Well, yes.
Don't you remember
putting a note in about it?
WOMAN 2:
Time flies.
WOMAN 1: Well, listen, I can get that list
together and well, we should go from there.
WOMAN 2:
Yeah, I'll CC it out to everybody.
WOMAN 1: It would be so simple
if they just turned in those forms.
WOMAN 2: I know.
But you know, what can you do?
- Never guess who just walked in.
- Who?
The new commander's kid.
What's his name? Wilson?
- Oh, Fraser Wilson?
- You should see how he's dressed.
- How is he dressed?
- I can't see anyone.
Oh, you'll see.
Rumour has it he's eccentric.
- WOMAN 2: So you say.
- Let me go look.
WOMAN 1: Let's just hope
he's not a snobby New Yorker.
WOMAN 2:
I don't know, maybe he's lost.
HE SCOFFS AND LAUGHS
TEACHER:
Come on, Caitlin, you're up next.
No giggling please.
CAITLIN:
"I am he that aches with amorous love"
TEACHER:
Start over again, Caitlin.
With a little more conviction.
Don't be afraid of these words,
of the passion that's in these words.
CAITLIN:
"I am he that aches with amorous love.
Does the earth gravitate?
Does not all matter, aching,
attract all matter?
So the body of me, to all I meet, or know.
So the body of me, to all I meet, or know"
SCHOOL BELL RINGS
TEACHER: All right everybody,
very good today. See you next week.
Who will be the next victim?
INDISTINCT CHATTER
- BRITNEY: Did you see Sam's necklace?
- CAITLIN: No.
BRITNEY:
I think he's wearing it for you.
it's his way of saying
I'm chained to your love.
CAITLIN: I don't like necklaces.
And I don't believe in love.
BRITNEY:
That makes no sense.
It's like you're always somewhere else
and never notice anything.
- Danny! Sam!
- SAM: Yo! What's up?
BRITNEY: Please don't tell him
you don't like his necklace.
- CAITLIN: Um, is your brother coming?
- SAM: Yeah, it's his day off.
BRITNEY:
Hey, Cate says she doesn't believe in love.
SAM:
You said that? Really?
BRITNEY:
Sam's gonna make her change her mind.
CAITLIN:
Wanna get some barbecue?
BRITNEY: As you all know,
I only live for love!
- CAITLIN: Get some barbecue, some ribs.
- BRITNEY: You find it everywhere.
SAM: Danny will eat anything.
He loves anything.
THEY LAUGH
- BRITNEY: With ranch sauce.
- SAM: My math teacher, I hate him so much.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
- BRITNEY LAUGHS: Why not?
- CRAIG: Hey!
DANNY:
Craig!
Yo!
- Sam, you talked to Dad?
- SAM: Yeah, I did.
- CRAIG: What did he say?
- SAM: Nothing.
Like he always does
when I tell him something.
- DANNY: Why you always hug her first?
- Let's go to our place.
- No, still too hot.
- CRAIG: What's up?
- BRITNEY: Let's go skating.
- Yo.
About to meet Valentina at the beach.
Did you bring your bathing suit?
- Last time you wore your underwear.
- SAM: That was a bathing suit.
- CRAIG: Well, it looked like underwear.
- BRITNEY: I thought it looked nice.
- SAM: Wanna hang, just the two of us?
- CAITLIN: No, I wanna go to the beach.
CRAIG:
Danny, do you want a pork taco?
DANNY:
I don't.
SAM: No, it's because he's Muslim
and he gave up pork.
- DANNY: Fuck you, it's too hot.
- CRAIG: Hey!
Hey! Come on!
BRITNEY:
Did you notice the guy?
- DANNY: Can I get a hamburger with ketchup.
- CRAIG: What the fuck are you ordering?
SOLDIER: Yeah, man, at Fort Bragg
they say she's not a lesbian.
SOLDIER 2:
Says who?
So, how well did he know her? Right?
- SOLDIER 1: Dude, I don't know.
- SOLDIER 2: I'm just saying.
SOLDIER 1:
Hey, cutesy-pie! You lost?
SOLDIER 2:
Hey! Watch it, that's her kid.
- SOLDIER: Shit!
- Well, aren't you adorable!
- SOLDIER 1: Oh, yeah!
- THEY CHEER AND LAUGH
SOLDIER 2:
Where you going, baby?
- Hi, can I have a beer?
- TACO MAN: ID, please.
- Um, I don't have my ID.
- TACO MAN: You no ID and me no "mona".
- Show me ID.
- HE GASPS: Are you stalking us?
What? No, I'm getting a beer.
Follow me.
BRITNEY:
So you're the new kid, right?
The kid with the two moms?
You're from New York?
Yeah.
What's it like?
FRASER: What you mean?
Never been to New York?
Ansbach in Germany, South Korea,
then here.
Supermarkets on military bases
are the same all over.
The same aisles, the same stuff.
Everything is in exactly the same place.
They say they do that
so we don't get lost.
Is that what you feel, you feel lost?
I dunno.
You can't drink beer on base,
you're a minor.
Okay. Who's gonna stop me?
I don't know a thousand soldiers?
- You want it?
- No, thank you.
- You think it's gross.
- No, I just don't want it.
You're someone who thinks it's gross
to eat ice cream someone else licked.
No, I'm not.
Give me your ID.
Everybody's obsessed with IDs here.
BRITNEY:
'Cause you're nobody without an ID here.
You're actually really cool.
I like your shirt.
- Thank you.
- BRITNEY: Where did you buy it?
- HE CLEARS HIS THROAT: Online.
- BRITNEY: How much?
HE LAUGHS
You don't wanna know.
- You're rich as fuck, aren't you?
- Um
No. My grandfather's well off,
but we don't see him that much.
BRITNEY: Fuck.
You're mine for the day.
SHE LAUGHS
Come on.
- FRASER: Gimme my ID.
- No!
- Gimme my ID.
- Come on! SHE LAUGHS
Sorry.
- Hurry, we're gonna miss the bus!
- FRASER: Gimme my ID!
BRITNEY:
Stop whining. Isn't this fun?
I'm taking you to the beach
where you can drink
'cause in Italy you can drink
anywhere you want. Except here.
FRASER:
Really?
BRITNEY:
If you come with me you'll find out.
- FRASER: The pedestrian exit's this way!
- BRITNEY: It's okay.
FRASER:
What are you
- Can you give me my ID, please?
- BRITNEY: No.
- He's Fraser, you need to search him.
- Go.
BRITNEY LAUGHS
- I need my ID back.
BRITNEY: Run to the bus
that will take you to your dreams.
- FRASER: I can't get on a bus.
- BRITNEY: Who're you obsessing about?
FRASER: I'm not obsessing about anyone,
I just want my ID.
Come on! Where have you been?
Hey, Craig! Who's that?
- Hmm?
- Who is that?
You're jealous?
- Man, quiet, jealous, bro.
- HE LAUGHS: You need to relax, man.
There's plenty of girls just like her.
Not with that mouth.
CRAIG LAUGHS
Yo, I'm not
Bro, it's not even like that!
Yo, chill.
DANNY:
Dog, you know it's not like that.
CRAIG CONTINUES TO LAUGH
DANNY:
It's like a spiritual group in Dark Souls
but in Dark Souls, they use shields.
I mean, here you've got nothing
to shield yourself with
no way of protecting yourself.
You can only attack.
- It's very philosophical.
- CRAIG: What kind of weapons?
DANNY:
Oh, man, any kind.
But the double-edged weapons are the best.
The best, dude.
- Come on, this way.
- CAITLIN: But it's full of mosquitoes.
- SAM: Come on, fuck the mosquitoes!
- CAITLIN: Okay, okay
So, what do you do around here?
If you have friends, anything you want.
FRASER:
What if you don't?
BRITNEY:
Without friends you're nothing.
- Did you have a girlfriend in New York?
- FRASER: Sure.
BRITNEY:
Right. What's her name?
FRASER:
Parysa.
BRITNEY:
Parysa?
You've never had a girlfriend, have you?
What do you think about me?
DISTANT ROAR
FRASER:
Is that the sound of the sea?
JET PLANE ROARS OVERHEAD
- DANNY: It's doing a nosedive.
- CRAIG: No, recon.
Oh, fuck!
CHEERS
Fuck, man.
CRAIG:
You good, man?
Na, dog, that shit's not cool, man.
BRITNEY:
He's got tinnitus.
Loud noises drill holes in his head.
The other guy's Craig.
Keeps the noise away from him.
MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY FROM EARPHONES
SAM:
Yo, why's this fucking guy following us?
- Hey, wait for me!
- BRITNEY: So, how did it go?
CAITLIN:
Fine.
BRITNEY:
Sam doesn't seem too happy.
CAITLIN:
What do you know about Sam?
MUSIC: "The Love We Make" by Prince
PLAYS LOUDLY THROUGH EARPHONES
Who the fuck is he?
MUSIC VOLUME DROPS
Walk for me.
Walk for me!
What?
Just a couple of steps.
Come on, do it for me. It's an experiment.
Check out how he holds his legs.
CAITLIN:
Yeah, so?
BRITNEY:
My theory: he's got a big one.
- CAITLIN: You're really sick, you know that?
- BRITNEY LAUGHS
You can sit now.
THEY GIGGLE
BRITNEY:
Oh, my God.
THEY ALL LAUGH
No, no, no
DANNY:
Oh, he got the hunter look.
- SAM: Yeah, he's a tough guy.
- THEY LAUGH
IN ITALIAN:
DANNY: You can tell by the way he walks?
It doesn't make any sense.
BRITNEY:
Unfortunately, I've seen you walk.
THEY EXCLAIM
CAITLIN:
No, stop! Stop, stop, stop!
- Why are you such a bitch to Danny?
- BRITNEY: Because he likes it.
IN ITALIAN:
What?
IN ITALIAN:
THEY LAUGH
DANNY:
Hey, where are you going, T-shirt?
- Put that shit on, man.
- THEY LAUGH
GUYS:
T-shirt!
- Yo, T-shirt!
- THEY LAUGH
GROUP LAUGH AND SPEAK ITALIAN
MUSIC: "Devil in a New Dress" by Kanye West
PLAYS THROUGH EARPHONES
SEWING MACHINE WHIRRS
ITALIAN POP MUSIC PLAYS
THROUGH RADIO
HE CHUCKLES
IN ITALIAN:
IN ITALIAN:
IN ITALIAN:
MUSIC VOLUME INCREASES
You know Raf Simons?
IN ITALIAN:
You're a fucking genius!
IN ITALIAN:
- FRASER: Um
- Wine?
HE CHUCKLES
FRASER:
Mark!
HE LAUGHS:
Mark!
We don't need anything new,
we don't need anything
We already have it here.
Mark, we're gonna wear
our souls, Mark.
Mark, we are gonna wear
our souls like a skin.
I guess that if no one gets it,
you know what it means?
That we're in the wrong collection.
MUSIC: "Aziz & Azizah" by Kip Hanrahan
Mark, I fucking miss you.
What the fuck.
What the fuck.
Oh, fuck!
HE GRUNTS
Mag
Maggie!
Maggie!
MAGGIE:
Hey!
What happened to your face?
Oh, guess what!
They let us drink alcohol at the harbour.
What?
They let us drink alcohol
at the harburb harbour.
And how did you end up down there?
Um uh, these guys took me to the sea
and then I walked.
Thank you, nursey.
I had to find someone
to cover for me at the clinic.
We need to go back fast.
No
I didn't tell her.
FRASER:
I feel sick.
MAGGIE:
One step.
Another step. That's it.
How much did you drink?
FRASER:
You know why I called you and not her?
She doesn't get it.
She loves you more than she loves me.
MAGGIE:
Lay down.
Hey.
Lay down.
Look at me.
FRASER GRUNTS
- Don't move. I know it hurts.
Shh!
Do you love her?
FRASER GROANS
Sometimes when she's kissing me
it feels like she doesn't know it's me.
She doesn't acknowledge me.
Feels like she's kissing a mirror.
Kissing a mirror.
That's the only thing
I've ever kissed in my life.
How are we gonna get this stain out?
It's impossible.
- I'll do it for you.
- No!
- JENNY: Where are you going?
- RICHARD: To the match.
JENNY:
It's too late for Caitlin.
FRASER:
Americans can only be happy in America.
JENNY:
At least don't go out dressed like that.
This is America. Come on.
SHE YAWNS
Your mother's at headquarters.
Take a shower and go to bed. Okay?
MUSIC: "Same Drugs" by Chance the Rapper
PLAYS THROUGH EARPHONES
SARAH:
Maggie said you met some kids today.
Was there a problem?
You know it'll take some time.
And compassion.
FRASER:
Can you slice it thin?
If you slice it too thin,
you don't get the taste of the roast.
- FRASER: I like it thin.
- I know, but you don't get the flavour.
SARAH CRIES OU
- Thin slices!
Stupid.
Moron.
- Stop. Stop!
- Come on!
When you were a kid
you wouldn't let anyone
touch your hair except me.
'Cause I'm dead, Mom. I'm dead.
- Shh!
- Get a bottle.
- You had enough for one day.
- Get a bottle!
Come on, have something to eat now.
You don't love me. You never loved me.
Sweetheart, how could you say that?
I had a perfect life in New York.
Oh yeah?
You never acted like your life was perfect.
I had
What? Huh?
I hate you,
I hate everything about you.
I hate your uniform and I hate when you sing
and dance by yourself.
That's a lie.
Dance with me.
Come on, dance with me. SHE LAUGHS
So what, you're gonna be a general now?
SARAH SIGHS
HE STAMMERS: What does that mean?
What's after that?
What's after general? What about me?
It's like every moment I'm in this place,
a little piece of me is dying.
- You made me leave him. Let go of me!
- What? What are you talking about?
DOOR SLAMS
- SARAH MURMURS: God!
DOOR OPENS
FRASER:
Go away!
SARAH:
Come on, angel.
FRASER:
Invisible shield. Invisible shield.
- SARAH: Come out. Come on, we can talk.
- FRASER GROWLS
ITALIAN SOLDIER:
Ladies and gentlemen,
please rise
for the arrival of the official party
and remain standing
for the posting of the colours
and the singing of the national anthem.
OFFICER 1:
Command!
Attention.
Present arms.
Present arms.
ITALIAN NATIONAL ANTHEM PLAYS
MUSIC: "Just One Look" by Klaus Nomi
PLAYS THROUGH HEADPHONES
AMERICAN NATIONAL ANTHEM MUSIC
PLAYS
OFFICER 2:
Order arms.
Order arms!
Forward march. Left, left
Mark time, march.
Group, halt.
ITALIAN SOLDIER
One old military traditions
is the passing of a unit flag,
symbolising the passing of authority
from the outgoing commander
to the new commander
which we will witness here today.
OFFICER 1:
About-face.
OFFICER 2:
About-face.
Forward march.
Left, left, left, right-o left,
right-o left, right-o left.
Mark time. Mark.
Group, halt. One, two.
General take your seat.
You know, in the last year
we had 20 brawls
three rapes, and two suicides?
Good luck with all that, sweetheart.
That was on your watch, Colonel.
Congratulations
on your new command, Sarah.
Command.
Parade. Rest.
I thank Colonel McAunty
for everything he has done for this post.
Although I've never commanded
a garrison before,
I can assure you that I will serve
the same degree of loyalty
and commitment.
And that I'll stand by our nation's
greatest treasure:
freedom and the will to defend it.
- Was it good?
- MAGGIE: It was great.
FRASER:
Uh-huh.
SARAH:
Was it that unbearable?
And how many Italians work at the base?
ITALIAN SOLDIER:
About thirty.
We have Open Days during the holidays
but Colonel McAunty
reduced the entry to a minimum.
To the right we have the pool.
We just reconstructed the whole area;
the pool and the showers.
SARAH:
Is it heated?
ITALIAN SOLDIER:
No.
This way
to the headquarters' main entrance
the officers' club.
In the back, the meeting hall.
SARAH: Great idea to have the Open Days
during the holidays.
Gives us the possibility of participating
and understanding local customs.
Closeness reduces aggression.
- AIRBORNE: Afternoon, Ma'am.
- SARAH: Airborne.
KEYPAD BEEPS
- DOOR BUZZES
Wait for me here.
KEYPAD BEEPS
- DOOR BUZZES
US SOLDIER: Let's go. We gotta get them
all loaded on the truck.
Make sure you hold them upright!
Thank you.
MUSIC: "Champagne Coast" by Blood Orange
PLAYS THROUGH EARPHONES
But what exactly is meant by the phrase
"unbalanced force"?
What is an unbalanced force?
Let me give you a practical example.
The Enterprise that's travelling
through interplanetary space
has to keep at a certain distance
from planets and stars
otherwise it would crash into them.
If a meteor were to hit it
without destroying it
it would create a shift in its course.
By doing so, it would modify the velocity
in terms of modulus
course, and inclination.
The acceleration imprinted on the Enterprise
by the unexpected meteor
multiplied by the mass of the orbiter
is the vector force
acting on the Enterprise.
F equals MA.
So, your homework tonight
is Chapter 5, sections 2 and 3.
Any questions?
MAGGIE:
Yeah. No worries.
I'll cover for you
and come in an hour early.
No, it's good.
It helps me
get better acquainted with the place.
Okay.
MAGGIE:
Bye Deb, talk later.
You prefer this bathroom?
Keep it in line with your cheek.
Otherwise you're gonna cut yourself.
I'm not sure I want to.
First learn.
Then you decide. That's it.
Straight line
Don't put too much pressure.
Let me see.
That's it.
Yeah, I wanna keep it.
I love my scar.
MAGGIE:
Smoothie's ready!
FRASER:
Don't want it!
JENNY:
Uh-uh, Cate! Caitlin!
Come back here!
Why are you wearing your father's shirt?
Don't you dare go out dressed like that!
INDISTINCT CHATTER
GIULIA IN ITALIAN:
IN ITALIAN:
CAITLIN IN ITALIAN:
IN ITALIAN:
Harper.
IN ITALIAN:
CAITLIN IN ITALIAN:
IN ITALIAN:
CAITLIN:
Monifere.
GIULIA IN ITALIAN:
CAITLIN:
Monifere.
IN ITALIAN:
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Harper.
GIRL WHISTLES
- IN ITALIAN:
IN ITALIAN:
GIRLS GIGGLE
IN ITALIAN:
THEY SQUEAL AND YELL
CRAIG:
Go, go, go! Move, move, move!
So what should I call you?