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You still wanna go home?

All right.

Go home.

Wait. You gotta pay a toll.

That's right.

You gotta pay a toll of $5.

All right, you go.

I'll get it later.

RlFAT:

Finally, a woman I actually like.

Normally, I wouldn't care for a woman

to invite a man to dinner...

...but Thena's different. Thena is Greek.

Sophisticated, you know?

Not a peasant like American women.

-She sounds nice.

-Nice?

Jasira, we're celebrating here.

Here, have a sip of my beer.

Come on.

You like it?

I want you to do me a favor.

I want you to write a letter

to your grandmother in Beirut.

I don't even know her.

She loves you very much.

"Dear Grandma.

I miss you a lot. I live with Daddy now.

And we live in a very, very nice house.

Daddy's engaged to a woman from NASA.

And he is a--" What?

I may very well

get married to this woman.

She likes me very much.

[SPEAKlNG lN FRENCH]

[STUDENTS SPEAKlNG lN FRENCH]

TEACHER:

Tricky one.

[TEACHER SPEAKS lN FRENCH]

[STUDENTS SPEAK lN FRENCH]

Excellent. That was very good.

[WOMAN MOANlNG]

[THENA LAUGHlNG]

THENA:

Your mustache tickles.

Oh, Jasira.

Bonjour.

This is Thena Panos.

THENA:

Jasira.

Hi.

It's so nice to finally meet you.

[RlFAT SPEAKlNG lN FRENCH]

-Thena, Jasira's a wonderful babysitter.

-Really?

You should see how this kid next door

loves her.

Although his dad is an Army Reservist.

He found out I'm Lebanese,

and now he thinks I'm in love with Saddam.

Oh, God. That's so typical.

I only let Jasira work for him

so she can save for college. Right?

JASlRA:
Mm-hm.

-And what do you want to do, Jasira?

You know, you could be a model.

You're so beautiful.

RlFAT:

Yeah, she wants to be an engineer.

Oh, no. You don't be an engineer.

You be a model...

...and then you make a lot of money...

...and then you spend your life traveling.

No, Thena. Don't put ideas in her head.

We're just having a conversation.

THENA:

That way.

This way.

Rifat, we're ready.

That's the Reservist.

I guess he didn't have duty this weekend.

Rifat, doesn't Jasira look beautiful?

She really could be a model.

Yeah, she looks great.

What is he doing? Digging for oil?

THENA:

You're so sweet. And you look beautiful.

-Bye, Jasira.

-Bye.

-I hope I see you again soon.

-Well, I hope so too.

Wash your face.

I don't want you wearing makeup.

Are you digging for oil?

[TRAVlS LAUGHS]

No. No.

It's for a flagpole.

Your father let you wear makeup?

How old are you?

Thirteen.

Wow.

Wow, you look older.

I miss looking at your magazines.

Why?

They make me have orgasms.

Get out of here.

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

You have to do this

if you're gonna fly the flag at all times.

Otherwise,

you have to take it down at sunset...

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