A Weekend with the Family Page #4

-Oh! That's my...

-[Sue] Is my baby here?

-Come on, let's get out.

-Let's get out.

[Courtney] Come on, let's... Gonna go...

[Travis] Your luggage. Yeah, I'm good.

[Courtney] Are you sure?

Okay, I'll meet you outside.

Mom!

Just like I taught you.

Dad, you're getting a little rusty.

You watch your mouth, young lady.

-Mommy!

-We didn't think you'd make it this year.

I know. Change of plans.

It wouldn't be a proper Seollal

without you.

-Aw, Daddy!

-So where is this young boul

that you've been raving about?

Yeah, he's in the car, getting the bags.

Babe, hurry with the bags.

-Come on.

-[John] Come on.

-[Courtney] Okay.

-[John] Yo, you look great!

-I wait for him.

-Okay, Ma.

[John] Come on, we gotta catch up.

[Courtney] Oh, God! I am starving.

[Travis talking to himself]

Can't believe this.

Thought we was goin' on a vacation.

No, we gonna meet the parents. [grunts]

[Travis laughs]

You must be Travis.

You must be Mrs. Clancy.

So nice to finally meet you.

Oh, okay.

Again.

One more time...

Come, come, come, come inside.

-[Sue] You need help?

-No, I'm fine.

-[Sue] Good.

-Okay.

[Sue] You know you look like

that LL COOL J.

Anybody telling you that one?

No. Thank you.

-[John] Maybe we can...

-A shower, and then, we can go.

[John] That would be good.

Travis, this is my dad, John Clancy.

-Daddy, this my...

-Travis Stanley.

You know him?

I no understand.

[stutters] Wait a minute, is this a joke?

No, it's... It's not a joke at all.

Mr. Clancy, I... I can explain myself.

You're damn right, you better explain.

Travis, what's going on?

[stammers nervously] Baby,

I'm just looking to... See...

This, right there, this is not how

I seen it though,

at all in my head.

I bet the hell not.

[speaking Korean]

[nervously] I'd like a latte.

Travis.

-Okay, baby...

-Explain yourself.

I haven't been entirely forthcoming

-about where I've working for the past...

-[exclaiming] Oh, no!

-[Courtney] Oh, God!

-Mr. Clancy, I did not lie to you,

-but I wasn't entirely forthcoming...

-Just spit it out.

Babe, I've been working at your dad's firm

for the past six months.

-Great.

-Mr. Clancy, I've been happily,

but respectfully,

dating your daughter

for the past eight months.

What?

-Oh, no! Oh, no!

-Mama's going down.

Come here, get your hands off her.

[angrily] You see what you did?

Wake up.

Uh... Um...

Baby?

[John] You rotten,

low-down son of a b*tch.

Mr. Clancy, I know you must be very angry.

Billy Clapton.

Who... Who's Billy Clapton?

Billy Clapton was the last rotten,

low-down son of a b*tch

that tried to use my daughter

to gain my favor.

Oh, damn!

-That's Billy?

-Yeah.

Billy broke my little girl's heart,

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