Et soudain tout le monde me manque Page #3

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and the ball goes...

I dont care.

- You dont care?

- Absolutely.

And this? Care about that?

Or this?

- Stop! Im working.

- All right...

Ive been thinking...

I think you should have an abortion.

It would be better for everyone.

What?

No, but darling...

Darling!

Darling...

- What are you doing?

- Analysing the sauce.

Darling, can you pass the dish?

The secret is worth millions.

- The waitress is too slow.

- Tell him he eats too fast.

Theres parsley...

- Darling!

- Shallot...

I dont know what else.

Excuse us. It was an accident.

- Theyre nuts!

- Suzanne...

Whats the matter?

Your father wants me

to have an abortion.

Is that possible? Isnt it too late?

Not in Barcelona.

Its okay to the fifth month.

Theyre so open-minded in Barcelona.

We really must go.

How could you do that?

- Weve been trying for years.

- Really?

Not any more. Were adopting.

Right! I forgot

your low sperm count.

- Excuse me.

- What are you doing?

- Apologising and cleaning your blouse.

- Are you mad?

Egyptian cotton.

Clean it now or itll never come out.

- Sit down, Dad.

- I just...

Dont touch my wifes blouse!

Someones flying off the handle!

I have an idea.

Why dont you give Dom your baby?

- Then everybody will be happy.

- I cant take this anymore.

Im joking.

I was joking.

I know

having your fathers baby isnt...

You okay, sweetie?

I dreamt

my father sold the baby on eBay.

I tried to buy it

to give it back to Suzanne

but our PayPal account was closed.

Do we have a PayPal account?

Baby, I dont ever want to see

your family again.

And if the adoption goes through,

our child will never see them either.

Arent you in bed?

Whats that?

The Nightmare Christmas of Mr Jack.

5th month

Is he bored?

Or just tired.

Shes not bored, shes yawning.

Its a girl.

The yawn

indicates foetal well-being.

Its essential to lung development.

Its a girl.

Congratulations, Mrs Dhrey.

I hope your husband is as thrilled

about the news as you are.

Frankly, I dont give a damn

what he thinks.

Hes an idiot.

I cant take it anymore.

Ive had it with that sofa!

Sh*t!

Im no immigrant.

My parents did that.

History repeats. Its despicable!

Not you...

Mahboob, has your wife ever

thrown you out of her bed?

My wife? Shes in Islamabad.

That makes things easier.

What do I do?

- What do I do?

- Eli, Im on the phone!

- Alex?

- What?

Nobody speaks to me anymore.

Even Dom.

And Doms such a nice person.

This wall of silence

is seriously getting to me.

- How can I fix this?

- Orders dont match...

Alex, how can I fix this?

I dont know...

Just say you love them.

Love them? Love them!

You think thats enough?

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