The Dinner

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[static from recorder]

Paul:
At what point shall we expect

the approach of danger?

[kids laughing]

- [man talking indistinctly]

- [woman laughing]

[indistinct recorded speech playing]

["Los Awesome" playing]

[laughing]

[whistles]

Paul:

You know what I like?

Alexander the Great,

Julius Caesar, Cleopatra,

the Trojan Horse,

gladiators, chariot races,

But then the Middles Ages...

[girl speaking indistinctly]

- Girl:
And...

- Boy:
ls this over the summer?

A blip of a disgusting mess.

The Renaissance,

the beginning of the end,

And American history,

what is that?

I remember studying

in high school

Praying for the Native Americans

to slaughter the Pilgrims,

And then both World Wars

and, uh, and Korea and Vietnam

Neither do I, neither do you.

I'm not going.

I'm not going.

I'm not going.

I'm not going.

Like going to France.

Okay.

- In there.

- I know how.

- It's just...

- Here.

- You?

- Punished.

- Just don't want to be with these people.

- [chuckles]

- What's so funny?

- It's you.

"These people."

Let's cancel.

I want you think about tonight

as a date with me.

The two of us out on the town.

You know Michael has a girl over.

Is that a bad thing?

- She looks 25.

- She's 20

What? What's bothering you?

- He just tells me everything.

- Not everything.

Come on, let's go.

Get ready. I don't want to be late.

At least, you know, online.

Claire:
Love you.

Love you, too.

I mean, I really do.

It's pretty much unbearable.

Man, into phone:
No.

I have the spreadsheet, yes.

I know what he said.

I was there.

- Thank you.

- Congressman.

What?

[door closes]

No.

[engine starts]

- Rick:
Is this really happening?

- Michael:
It was so fucking tense.

Michael:
Dad.

[door closes, footsteps approach]

- Why?

- You know...

The girl has a name, Dad.

Okay, where's, uh, Jennifer, Michelle...

Yeah, Anna. It's not like that.

We're just friends.

- You okay, Dad?

- Sure. Yeah.

- We'll be out of your way real soon.

- Anna:
Okay.

- Are you a smoker, Anna?

- What? No.

Good for you. That's...

Keep away from cigarettes.

If you kids are hungry,

there's, uh, plenty of food in the fridge.

Uh, I mean, we have a coffee machine,

- Mm. Yeah.

- That's it.

["Chatterton"

by Serge Gainsbourg playing]

[singing in French]

- Oh, here it is. For four?

- Mm-hmm.

- Mr. and Mrs. Lohman have not arrived.

- Oh, yes, we have.

You want to see our driving license?

- Watch your step.

- Stan:
Stay where you are, guys.

That's it for tonight.

All right, go home.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- I mean, seriously, boss.

- Okay.

But I don't want to be disturbed

during dinner.

[phone buzzing]

Wait, hold on, Congressman.

Mr. Speaker, before you say anything,

I want you to know

Uh, chantenay carrots,

breakfast radishes,

Uh, Oregon the state.

Oregonian rosemary.

- Mm, funny.

- Yeah. Timing.

- Oh, my God.

- There is a light dusting

Um, here's the wine menu

for your selection.

No. No, the campaign

is not slowing me down at all.

Yeah, I just need tonight

to tally everything up.

- Stan:
Yeah.

- [sighs]

Come on, Stan, we have to go.

Her love...

to you and Sabina.

Thanks.

- Jesus Christ.

- What?

Do you know how much this bottle

of pink shit we just ordered costs?

No, no, you can go.

You can go, thank you.

Hello, Congressman.

Good to see you again.

[indistinct conversation]

- Hi.

- I'm so sorry that we're late.

- [air kisses]

- Paul insisted. We were early.

Katelyn:
It's been a hell of a day.

- You look good, Paul.

- Thanks.

Not as good as my brother,

And you are your usual gorgeous self,

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