Chloe and Theo Page #5

if he needed to speak

to all the leaders of the world?

- That's a good question.

- Why?

Mr. Inuk...

meet Mr. United Nations.

Of course, I'd already worked that out,

but coming from Sweet, it sounded better.

- ...but you still need a plan.

- And a suit.

She's right, you're going

to need a suit.

You can't go into that joint

looking like a...

well, like a friggin' Eskimo.

You got to look cool.

Or else they'll think you're crazy.

Though, they're going to think that anyway

as soon as you open your mouth.

Yeah, people think I'm crazy.

We'll go shopping tomorrow.

Okay. I'm outta here.

I got to go before they close

the shelter.

You're welcome to stay here

if you want to.

What... and lose my bed?

What'll happen

when you're not around anymore?

But I'll be thinking.

- We're close?

- Yes.

I guess you'll be heading back after?

- You miss it?

- Yes.

The silence. The simplicity.

Simplicity is the key to brilliance.

Bruce.

What about you. Do you miss your home?

This is my home. Nothing to miss.

What about your family?

My dad...

but...

these guys are my family now.

I've been on the streets so long,

I can barely remember

why I ran away in the first place.

I was a junkie,

and a thief,

until a couple of years ago.

That's when Mr. Sweet found me.

Anyway, I chose to run,

and I'm not saying that this is

the sweet life, but it was my choice.

I can live with that.

Life is so full of difficulties,

but in my homeland,

our sense of family bunches together

like a warm coat against the cold wind.

Uncle!

Uncle!

God gave you legs.

Yes, but my wife gave me this,

I know who I'm more afraid of.

- You'll need some things.

- I can adapt.

Take them anyway.

For your mother's sake.

We were taught that to waste resources

is a form of stealing,

and we should never over harvest.

I have observed that in New York,

over harvesting has a special name.

It's called shopping.

Would you like change?

How much you got?

No. We want a suit.

A suit?

Okay. Am I being filmed?

- What?

- What?

- What?

- What?

- What?

- What?

We just want a suit, please.

- Yes, I heard that, but...

- But what, Tinkerbell?

We want a frickin' suit! You need me

to slap the wax out of your ears?

You want to try it, sister?

I chose to let that comment slide.

To be the bigger person

in this situation.

I hate you!

We decided on somewhere

a little more reasonable.

Okay, let's shop.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Tyler, sit down.

Okay.

Presenting, Theo.

Don't he look fly?

- He looks so good. I would just...

- Yeah, super fly.

You got the suit. I got the plan.

Now all these degenerates

you've been talking to around town,

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