Hector and the Search for Happiness Page #4

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Passport, lmodium,

antihistamine, nose strips.

- And remember, avoid dairy.

- Yes.

Got enough socks?

Uh... yes, I think so.

I don't want to over-pack it,

and, you know, it all fits.

Neat and tidy, like us.

- What's like us?

- Tidy.

It's like who we are.

Tidy.

It's like that's our...

agreement, isn't it?

Hector...

I get it.

If you're gonna do this,

do it totally.

Make it worthwhile.

Okay, you have

my permission, alright?

- Really?

- Really. I mean it.

Totally.

Can I help you, sir?

Arms up, please, sir.

(IMITATING AIRPLANE SOUNDS)

- Hey, you sit in my seat.

- Pardon?

I make an Internet booking

weeks ago.

No, no, what are you, 39-D?

Expects you that you

travel on my lap?

Look, there's obviously been

some sort of mix-up.

- I'll do whatever you want.

- Let me go and check.

This way, sir.

- Your seat.

- Okay.

Great.

Sorry, could you move your bag?

Sorry.

Champagne, sir.

- Is the Pope circumcised?

- Uh-hmm.

(CHUCKLING)

Don't you mean...

- Mm.

- Ahh!

Can I please get the champagne

from first class at least?

- A decent one.

- Ah, I doubt it.

This isn't decent?

- Down or memory foam?

- What?

The pillow.

Did you order memory foam?

I forget. Did I?

That's my little joke.

I'm sorry, sir, I'm going

to need to stow your bag.

HECTOR:
Of course.

Please do.

(CLINKING)

- Oh.

- Sorry. I'll get it.

Oh! It's like Twister.

Oh, you've won.

Ah.

Thank you.

Ohh.

Isn't that sweet?

Oh, look at that.

It's a gift from my other half.

She must have snuck it

into my bag and I didn't know.

"Fill these pages."

I will.

(AIRPLANE HUMMING)

(ENGINE ROARING)

- Anything from Duty-Free, sir?

- Oh, yes, please.

Actually, I'd like the keep-it

handy travel candy, please.

- Immigration form?

- Oh, yes, please. Thank you.

(VELCRO RIPPING)

Give it back.

- It costs more than your car.

- Thank you.

(GLASS CLINKING)

- Sorry.

- Don't worry, sir.

- The glass is unbreakable.

- Ah. Very clever.

Unbreakable.

(CLINKING)

Unbreakable.

Hmm.

- (SHATTERING)

- Oi.

Uh, sorry, um...

Are you sure there's no room

in first class?

I'm sorry, sir.

- Wife?

- Old flame, university.

We all got one of those.

First time in China?

- Yeah.

- Business or pleasure?

Research, actually.

I'm a psychiatrist.

I want to know

what makes people happy.

(CHUCKLING)

(AIRPLANE ENGINE ROARING)

Hector.

Edward.

Watch yourself.

Okay-

(HORNS HONKING)

EDWARD:
Thank you.

Oh.

That f***er's got my f***ing pen.

Edward!

I still got your pen.

- (SHOUTING)

- (SPEAKING IN CHINESE)

Yes, I'm fine, I'm fine.

Alright.

Wait.

(CALLING)

I can't thank you enough.

So, where are you staying?

At the Marriott.

The Marriott for happy?

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