A Weekend with the Family Page #3

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'm gonna invite his parents.

-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.

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