Part 1 "The Outing"
Mary: So here's the setup, kiddos...Kids? Kids? Oy! Listen up you little crocos!
Frederik: Ahem, boys?
Nikolai: Yes, Uncle Frederik?
Frederik: When her voice kind of disappear and Ziggy out in the car starts to howl,
it's a sign you don't have much time to leg it. Just a little heads up, take
it from a pro.
Felix: Like now? She's speaking but no sound's coming out?
Frederik: Mary, remember your happy place: You, Brent, Bondi beach...
Mary: I said: Stop speaking Danish so fast, Fred. You know I hate when you
do that! I have trouble enough grasping that silly language when the
peasants think they can address me. And stop laughing like that.
You know that sound gets on my nerves...
Frederik: I'm sorry...I was just thinking...if you didn't know us - and of course
everyone
in the world not only knows us but loves us madly - but if they didn't -
Mary: Do you have a point before I scream?
Frederik: Well, then you would think Nikolai was our son, right? He's tall, pretty
and darkhaired. And the three towhaired tots overthere could be
Joachims?
Mary: I don't find that amusing at all. Frederik? Frederik! Stop hiding behind
Nikolai. I can see you. Barely.
Felix: Tante Mary, Mor says -
Mary: I'm so fed up with what your mother has to say about everything,
kiddo. Okay? Tired of hearing her oh so perfect danish thrown in
my face. Tired of people snickering: Oh ho-hum, at least Joachim's
wives speak the language! Tired of Izzy speaking it better when
she's not licking those god damn windows!
Frederik: What did Alex say, Felicius?
Felix: That...we shouldn't get on Tante Mary's nerves now she's pregnant.
Sorry...
Mary: Cough. Kay kiddo, just go play on the ledge or something and take
Girl with you. Christian! Go play with Grandpa before he wanders
of into the woods. We promised to babysit him today and it makes
a great photo up.
Christian: Do I have to? He smells like the bottle you keep in your nightstand.
Mary: Just do it! And stop acting up. I'm carrying two possible replacemets,
somewhere in my uterus so don't act smart with me, mate! They
might be intelligent and darkhaired and then you're out! What you
looking at Nikolai?
Nikolai: Nothing...Are you really pregnant?
Mary: Frederik, get that kid away from me or I'll -
Christian: Mummy, help! Grandpa is kissing me!
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