Love by Design Page #4

- Go away, like hide?

- I wouldn't call it hiding.

Just getting, off the grid.

- Where?

- Somewhere far, far away.

(phone buzzing)

(anticipatory music)

- Ox cart, ox cart.

(car horn honking)

Oh wow, I'm home.

(goats bleating)

(chickens clucking)

- [Luiza] Danielle!

- Mama!

- My daughter is home!

- [Danielle] It's so

good to see you, Mama.

- Oh, let me see you.

You are beautiful!

A little thin, but

we can fix that.

It's about time that

magazine gave you a vacation.

- Well, it's not

exactly a vacation.

- Come, come.

Grandma and Grandpa

can't wait to see you

Oh, my daughter is home,

you've made me so happy.

- [Group] Surprise!

(applauding)

(cheering)

- Oh, the whole town is here.

(applauding)

(cheering)

- You remember

your Uncle Bogdan.

- [Danielle] Hi, Uncle Bogdan.

- And Aunt Lidia.

- Hi, Aunt Lidia.

- Lidia, Lidia, Lidia,

Lidia, it's okay, it's okay.

This is Stefan.

- [Stefan] Nice to meet you.

- [Danielle] Hi.

- [Luiza] And Oana, second

cousins on your father's side.

They speak English.

- Yes, we do speak English.

- Oh cool, maybe we

can practice sometime?

- Yes, why not, we can.

- Yeah.

- And this is Danielle,

the famous fashion

editor from New York.

(cheering)

(applauding)

- Grandma!

- (cheering) Danielle!

My favorite cousin, I

can't believe you're back.

- Me too.

- What?

- [Both] What, what,

what, what, what, what?

We got the spirit!

(cheering)

(laughing)

- Come, look.

My children, Cristi and Ana.

- [Danielle] Oh wow.

They are so beautiful.

- And my husband, Razvan.

- Hi, Razvan, I've

heard so much about you.

- I'm so proud of you.

New York fashion editor,

and I hear you have a handsome

and successful boyfriend.

- Let's go in the living room.

- Come on, come on, come on.

(chattering)

(cheerful music)

- Welcome home,

Danielle, welcome home.

- No, thank you.

- What's the matter with

you, why aren't you eating?

- Mom, I don't eat

meat, remember?

- Oh, right, have some slanina.

It is just fat

- Yeah, pork fat.

- Don't tell Grandma.

It would kill her, she

thinks it's kosher.

Grandma?

So, when do you have

to go back to New York?

- Mom, I have to

tell you something.

- [Luiza] Yes?

- The magazine let me go.

- What!?

- Ssshht!

Can we keep this

just between us?

- Oh of course, of course.

Here, some stuffed cabbage.

It's a vegetable.

- Stuffed with meat.

- Yeah, right.

To heck with the magazine.

Tell your boyfriend

Lance to marry you

so you can start having babies.

- We broke up.

(speaking foreign language)

- It's all right,

you've worked enough.

You stay here, find

a nice Romanian boy.

Here, try the eggplant, no meat.

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