Boomerang (2015–2019): Season 3, Episode 5 - L'ultimatum - full transcript
"Judging by the customers
who are willing
to wait 45 minutes to get served,
the LGBT Chamber of Commerce
chose the right food truck."
Pierre, you need to chop faster.
We're victims of your success.
I'll put that
in the good review pile.
What's that?
-Fugues.
-Fugues came out? Show me!
Patrick, you need to be open-minded.
Of course.
That's insane!
At least it's clear.
Is this just in the village,
or will everyone see it?
"Fugues is distributed
to 265,000 readers
every month."
Are there that many gays
in the village?
"The magazine is available
in more than 430 places in Montreal
and elsewhere in Quebec,
Ottawa, Toronto, Calgary
and Vancouver."
They say "village,"
but it's bigger than that.
Oh, my God! I'm fucked.
Well, Patrick,
you'll have to face up to it.
Pierre, I'm not just a little gay
in the village.
Vancouver! I'm a pan-Canadian gay!
It's okay...
LIFE COACH
"Glazed chicken
for my better half whom I love..."
Entirely.
-Patrick?
-Princess.
What are you doing?
Something I should've done ages ago.
-You're crazy.
-Crazy about you.
Your mouth...
For the most beautiful woman.
Shall we dance?
Would you like me to wait outside
while you finish...?
Would you like me to wait...?
No. I...
Come in, sir.
Are you here for the job?
Seems that way.
Vanessa Trudeau.
Good luck.
She won't be long.
Your daughter will be back soon.
Imagine, you and I
on a romantic getaway,
spa, massage, good food...
-It's tempting, but--
-Wait.
Look.
"A haven of peace beside a lake,
a waterfall, a stream and a river."
There are four waterways.
It's not just anywhere.
Sylvain.
Come in!
Excuse me.
It's my friend,
he's come for his proteins.
Two seconds. I'll get it for you.
I won't be long.
I thought I'd changed it.
I get a bit lost.
Sylvain...
Here. You can pay me
at the gym, next time.
-Thanks, man.
-Sure.
So?
-Come on, really, Pierre?
-No.
You know the food truck
gets busy at midday.
I thought I'd told you.
-No.
-I was afraid I'd miss you.
I'm leaving in 15 minutes.
I'll take it.
-Did you get my message?
-What message?
The cinema. It's the perfect place.
We can cuddle in the dark
without being seen
by the gay community.
I'm not sure, babe.
Pierre, why don't you postpone
your meeting?
I can't.
It's the final house inspection.
I can't miss it.
Babe, can I have two minutes?
Sorry, but your dad's let me down
one hour before his shift.
I'm in trouble.
No. You forgot.
I'll replace him.
I can cut vegetables.
Right?
-No.
-Come on!
Babe, I'm your girlfriend.
I wouldn't leave you in the lurch.
And we could spend
some time together.
Let's be clear: in the village,
you aren't my girlfriend.
What happens in the food truck,
stays in the food truck.
No physical contact!
Honestly...
Here's your pulled pork.
I know! I know!
Bye. Have a great day.
Hi.
-Hello.
-How are you?
-Same as usual?
-No tomatoes.
No tomatoes?
No tomatoes it is!
Did you get that, Karine?
Karine! No tomatoes in the burger.
-Sorry.
-Isn't Pierre here?
No. I'm his best friend.
I'm just as good!
I'm not prejudiced.
-All right.
-Actually--
Sorry. Everything's fine.
Where's your sexy fiancé?
Worried I'll steal him from you?
No. He's at work.
Tomorrow, can we have our meeting
about the banquet at karaoke night?
Why not? Great idea.
Why can't we sing
and talk business at the same time?
-Excuse me...
-Excuse me for a moment.
What's wrong?
Does that mean the cinema's off?
Oh, the cinema.
I know it's not cool,
but it's a big contract.
It's fine.
Actually, I'm relieved.
I've got stuff to do: nails, hair.
I'm gonna buy a medieval dress
and get my boobs done.
Here, handsome.
Buy me a beer tomorrow.
Double D.
You'll have something to look at.
Bon appétit.
That's what you want?
Double kiss!
Pierre?
Oh, sweetheart.
-I know.
-It's lovely.
Yes.
How was the interview?
I didn't stay.
I didn't like the vibe.
It was full of old people.
I've got young, fresh ideas.
I didn't feel like
it was the place for me.
The inspection?
The inspection went fine.
We can... We can come back.
Really?
We can have our own space again?
Yes. "Our own space,"
40 minutes from downtown.
Let's move in this weekend.
There's no rush.
We could sleep here tonight.
I'd really love that.
Sweetheart, I know, but...
You see that tape?
Apparently, the glue
mixed with fresh paint
is really bad for your lungs.
That?
-Yes, the tape...
-The green tape?
Yes, the green tape. Apparently--
-Pierre Bernier.
-Yes?
Dance with me.
Your tattoos really suit you.
You suit...
your face.
Thanks.
Steph!
Sylvain!
It's....
What...
I thought you were off today.
I should be,
but the receptionist is sick.
How long have you been here?
Well... 20 minutes.
I can feel it working.
It'll work better
when you use weights.
Carry on, handsome!
You won't regret it.
Thank you.
I should thank you. You're perfect.
Oh, my God...
It makes a change from:
"You're too old."
Fifty isn't old.
Well, you're...
You're too kind.
I know I don't look my age,
but ten years younger...
You're 60?
Yes.
I read 50.
But...
I'm sorry, but...
it won't work.
But you just said I was perfect.
A dream candidate,
who will soon be retired
and I'll have to start again.
Fifty-five?
Time for karaoke!
Good evening! Sorry. Good evening.
I'm Karine.
I'd like to dedicate this song
to someone whom I love.
It's our favorite song.
I think it'll bring back
some nice memories.
Maestro!
You, who leaves me at dawn
Who leaves me hoping for your return
Why not make this morning last
Until tomorrow?
I'll give you
Funny
Sunny croissants for breakfast
With honey on the pillow
I'll transport
All the happy recipes you might need
With music from the skies of May
You'll never want to leave
Patrick...
My name is Stéphanie.
It's lovely. The guy at the gym,
is he your boyfriend?
Because if he isn't,
I'd be willing.
Keep going.
-Pierre, I lied to you.
-What?
All the interviews I've been to,
they said I was too old.
What do you mean "too old"?
For Richard to use
that excuse to fire me,
it passes for revenge,
but hearing it from people
who don't even know me...
No, you can't let them win.
You've been fighting all your life.
You're the strongest woman I know.
I can't fight anymore.
Now that I'm back
in my suburban life,
I don't care about the rest.
You're right.
All we have to look forward to
is quietly growing old,
watching the gray hairs grow
and waiting for
death's knock at the door.
You laugh, but maybe we should accept
that's where we are.
Yes?
Is that death?
Why didn't you stay?
The one time we're together.
We were together for two seconds.
You left in the middle of my song.
You could have waited
until the last chorus.
He's a new client.
It's thanks to him that I'm here.
He's giving me a big contract.
I've had enough of you
putting your clients before me.
It's not a nice feeling.
We've had no money for months,
that's my fault.
But if the food truck is successful
and it all works out,
it's beyond our wildest dreams.
I know, but I hardly see you.
Yes, you do.
I'm serious.
I'm afraid you'll start wondering
who's that girl sleeping in your bed.
You're exaggerating.
We always said
that our relationship comes first.
Our love, our bond.
I'm doing all of this for us.
"For us," are you sure?
Of course. It's for the both of us.
I get the impression that
it's more for you,
for your future.
Look.
What?
All the money from the food truck
isn't just to pay off the debt.
I want you to have some fun. Okay?
Buy whatever you want.
Call a friend, go out, have some fun,
do whatever you want.
Enjoy yourself.
Because you deserve it.
All right?
I'm beat.
Dad, can I have a word?
Yes.
Here. I found that at our place,
hidden behind the towels
in the bathroom.
It's probably Patrick's.
No.
The day Patrick fits into
these boxers,
I'll be very happy.
Boxers?
A razor? A toothbrush?
An overnight bag.
Or a survival kit
for a gatecrashing roommate.
It's just for...
when I help Patrick
and we finish late.
Sure. And I'll be all alone at home.
Right?
Peacefully knitting
for my grandchildren.
Slippers that I hope
to finish before I die!
-You okay?
-That's dark.
Let's unpack some boxes.
That's a first for you.
It'll take our mind off things.
I looked ridiculous.
Do you know how long it's been
since Patrick and I have been alone?
Are you listening?
I slept with a beefy guy
with lots of tattoos.
Aren't you with Sylvain?
Yes. That's the problem.
How did it happen?
He looked at me.
He smiled at me,
I felt pretty, I liked it.
Oh, yeah...
I've always made sacrifices,
I never did what I wanted.
Now, I'm totally free. Understand?
Totally.
This is where you're hiding.
I have to go...
Yes!
The boxes.
Is she avoiding me?
No.
No, no, no...
I think she just wants
to finish unpacking.
-Would you say she's changed?
-Not really.
I don't even have the time
to see my girlfriend.
No, but you've got money.
Babe, I apologized for that.
It just came out.
If we're talking about relationships,
it should be mine.
Did she mention me?
Not that I know of.
Maybe a little bit, but not really.
It doesn't mean it's over.
-What?
-I mean, "over" in the sense that...
our conversation isn't over,
if she talks to me
about your relationship,
or anything else...
which could...
Yes, I'm coming!
Look who it is!
Welcome!
Marc-André!
Sorry to disturb you during the move,
but I have good news for Patrick
and I had to say it with champagne,
not on the telephone.
San Francisco Gay Pride is coming up.
One of my friends organizes it.
Okay.
He heard about your success
in the village
and he wants your food truck
at Gay Pride for three days.
What?
San Francisco?
That's crazy! It's amazing!
The Chamber of Commerce
invites you and Pierre.
That's amazing!
All expenses paid for
and you can both bring
someone else with you.
A change of scenery
would do us good.
So true!
I actually meant the partners.
That would be me then.
Sorry.
I got carried away. I...
Bon voyage, Sylvain!
You can bring me back a souvenir.
Your friend is quite intense.
Yeah.
Babe...
I think my lie
is getting out of hand.
Yeah.
I'm losing control.
Help me, I don't know what to do.
Go back to being straight
or we're finished.
That's maybe a bit far.
That's where we are.
Yes, but it involves a lot of things.
Marc-André, the whole village--
Wait.
You just need to come out
as straight!
What?
Gays can't monopolize coming out!
Come out of the closet
through another door.
-Of course.
-Right!
-We'll do that.
-We'll do that.
In a week, no one will remember.
In two weeks, you'll be
the village's straight mascot.
In a month, we'll be
the neighborhood sweethearts!
Oh, yes!
-What could go wrong?
-It'll be fine.
I've never been so in love
as I am right now. Who with?
This woman right here!
Yes! A woman!
It's overwhelming,
all my life, I've been gay.
Subtitling: Hiventy
who are willing
to wait 45 minutes to get served,
the LGBT Chamber of Commerce
chose the right food truck."
Pierre, you need to chop faster.
We're victims of your success.
I'll put that
in the good review pile.
What's that?
-Fugues.
-Fugues came out? Show me!
Patrick, you need to be open-minded.
Of course.
That's insane!
At least it's clear.
Is this just in the village,
or will everyone see it?
"Fugues is distributed
to 265,000 readers
every month."
Are there that many gays
in the village?
"The magazine is available
in more than 430 places in Montreal
and elsewhere in Quebec,
Ottawa, Toronto, Calgary
and Vancouver."
They say "village,"
but it's bigger than that.
Oh, my God! I'm fucked.
Well, Patrick,
you'll have to face up to it.
Pierre, I'm not just a little gay
in the village.
Vancouver! I'm a pan-Canadian gay!
It's okay...
LIFE COACH
"Glazed chicken
for my better half whom I love..."
Entirely.
-Patrick?
-Princess.
What are you doing?
Something I should've done ages ago.
-You're crazy.
-Crazy about you.
Your mouth...
For the most beautiful woman.
Shall we dance?
Would you like me to wait outside
while you finish...?
Would you like me to wait...?
No. I...
Come in, sir.
Are you here for the job?
Seems that way.
Vanessa Trudeau.
Good luck.
She won't be long.
Your daughter will be back soon.
Imagine, you and I
on a romantic getaway,
spa, massage, good food...
-It's tempting, but--
-Wait.
Look.
"A haven of peace beside a lake,
a waterfall, a stream and a river."
There are four waterways.
It's not just anywhere.
Sylvain.
Come in!
Excuse me.
It's my friend,
he's come for his proteins.
Two seconds. I'll get it for you.
I won't be long.
I thought I'd changed it.
I get a bit lost.
Sylvain...
Here. You can pay me
at the gym, next time.
-Thanks, man.
-Sure.
So?
-Come on, really, Pierre?
-No.
You know the food truck
gets busy at midday.
I thought I'd told you.
-No.
-I was afraid I'd miss you.
I'm leaving in 15 minutes.
I'll take it.
-Did you get my message?
-What message?
The cinema. It's the perfect place.
We can cuddle in the dark
without being seen
by the gay community.
I'm not sure, babe.
Pierre, why don't you postpone
your meeting?
I can't.
It's the final house inspection.
I can't miss it.
Babe, can I have two minutes?
Sorry, but your dad's let me down
one hour before his shift.
I'm in trouble.
No. You forgot.
I'll replace him.
I can cut vegetables.
Right?
-No.
-Come on!
Babe, I'm your girlfriend.
I wouldn't leave you in the lurch.
And we could spend
some time together.
Let's be clear: in the village,
you aren't my girlfriend.
What happens in the food truck,
stays in the food truck.
No physical contact!
Honestly...
Here's your pulled pork.
I know! I know!
Bye. Have a great day.
Hi.
-Hello.
-How are you?
-Same as usual?
-No tomatoes.
No tomatoes?
No tomatoes it is!
Did you get that, Karine?
Karine! No tomatoes in the burger.
-Sorry.
-Isn't Pierre here?
No. I'm his best friend.
I'm just as good!
I'm not prejudiced.
-All right.
-Actually--
Sorry. Everything's fine.
Where's your sexy fiancé?
Worried I'll steal him from you?
No. He's at work.
Tomorrow, can we have our meeting
about the banquet at karaoke night?
Why not? Great idea.
Why can't we sing
and talk business at the same time?
-Excuse me...
-Excuse me for a moment.
What's wrong?
Does that mean the cinema's off?
Oh, the cinema.
I know it's not cool,
but it's a big contract.
It's fine.
Actually, I'm relieved.
I've got stuff to do: nails, hair.
I'm gonna buy a medieval dress
and get my boobs done.
Here, handsome.
Buy me a beer tomorrow.
Double D.
You'll have something to look at.
Bon appétit.
That's what you want?
Double kiss!
Pierre?
Oh, sweetheart.
-I know.
-It's lovely.
Yes.
How was the interview?
I didn't stay.
I didn't like the vibe.
It was full of old people.
I've got young, fresh ideas.
I didn't feel like
it was the place for me.
The inspection?
The inspection went fine.
We can... We can come back.
Really?
We can have our own space again?
Yes. "Our own space,"
40 minutes from downtown.
Let's move in this weekend.
There's no rush.
We could sleep here tonight.
I'd really love that.
Sweetheart, I know, but...
You see that tape?
Apparently, the glue
mixed with fresh paint
is really bad for your lungs.
That?
-Yes, the tape...
-The green tape?
Yes, the green tape. Apparently--
-Pierre Bernier.
-Yes?
Dance with me.
Your tattoos really suit you.
You suit...
your face.
Thanks.
Steph!
Sylvain!
It's....
What...
I thought you were off today.
I should be,
but the receptionist is sick.
How long have you been here?
Well... 20 minutes.
I can feel it working.
It'll work better
when you use weights.
Carry on, handsome!
You won't regret it.
Thank you.
I should thank you. You're perfect.
Oh, my God...
It makes a change from:
"You're too old."
Fifty isn't old.
Well, you're...
You're too kind.
I know I don't look my age,
but ten years younger...
You're 60?
Yes.
I read 50.
But...
I'm sorry, but...
it won't work.
But you just said I was perfect.
A dream candidate,
who will soon be retired
and I'll have to start again.
Fifty-five?
Time for karaoke!
Good evening! Sorry. Good evening.
I'm Karine.
I'd like to dedicate this song
to someone whom I love.
It's our favorite song.
I think it'll bring back
some nice memories.
Maestro!
You, who leaves me at dawn
Who leaves me hoping for your return
Why not make this morning last
Until tomorrow?
I'll give you
Funny
Sunny croissants for breakfast
With honey on the pillow
I'll transport
All the happy recipes you might need
With music from the skies of May
You'll never want to leave
Patrick...
My name is Stéphanie.
It's lovely. The guy at the gym,
is he your boyfriend?
Because if he isn't,
I'd be willing.
Keep going.
-Pierre, I lied to you.
-What?
All the interviews I've been to,
they said I was too old.
What do you mean "too old"?
For Richard to use
that excuse to fire me,
it passes for revenge,
but hearing it from people
who don't even know me...
No, you can't let them win.
You've been fighting all your life.
You're the strongest woman I know.
I can't fight anymore.
Now that I'm back
in my suburban life,
I don't care about the rest.
You're right.
All we have to look forward to
is quietly growing old,
watching the gray hairs grow
and waiting for
death's knock at the door.
You laugh, but maybe we should accept
that's where we are.
Yes?
Is that death?
Why didn't you stay?
The one time we're together.
We were together for two seconds.
You left in the middle of my song.
You could have waited
until the last chorus.
He's a new client.
It's thanks to him that I'm here.
He's giving me a big contract.
I've had enough of you
putting your clients before me.
It's not a nice feeling.
We've had no money for months,
that's my fault.
But if the food truck is successful
and it all works out,
it's beyond our wildest dreams.
I know, but I hardly see you.
Yes, you do.
I'm serious.
I'm afraid you'll start wondering
who's that girl sleeping in your bed.
You're exaggerating.
We always said
that our relationship comes first.
Our love, our bond.
I'm doing all of this for us.
"For us," are you sure?
Of course. It's for the both of us.
I get the impression that
it's more for you,
for your future.
Look.
What?
All the money from the food truck
isn't just to pay off the debt.
I want you to have some fun. Okay?
Buy whatever you want.
Call a friend, go out, have some fun,
do whatever you want.
Enjoy yourself.
Because you deserve it.
All right?
I'm beat.
Dad, can I have a word?
Yes.
Here. I found that at our place,
hidden behind the towels
in the bathroom.
It's probably Patrick's.
No.
The day Patrick fits into
these boxers,
I'll be very happy.
Boxers?
A razor? A toothbrush?
An overnight bag.
Or a survival kit
for a gatecrashing roommate.
It's just for...
when I help Patrick
and we finish late.
Sure. And I'll be all alone at home.
Right?
Peacefully knitting
for my grandchildren.
Slippers that I hope
to finish before I die!
-You okay?
-That's dark.
Let's unpack some boxes.
That's a first for you.
It'll take our mind off things.
I looked ridiculous.
Do you know how long it's been
since Patrick and I have been alone?
Are you listening?
I slept with a beefy guy
with lots of tattoos.
Aren't you with Sylvain?
Yes. That's the problem.
How did it happen?
He looked at me.
He smiled at me,
I felt pretty, I liked it.
Oh, yeah...
I've always made sacrifices,
I never did what I wanted.
Now, I'm totally free. Understand?
Totally.
This is where you're hiding.
I have to go...
Yes!
The boxes.
Is she avoiding me?
No.
No, no, no...
I think she just wants
to finish unpacking.
-Would you say she's changed?
-Not really.
I don't even have the time
to see my girlfriend.
No, but you've got money.
Babe, I apologized for that.
It just came out.
If we're talking about relationships,
it should be mine.
Did she mention me?
Not that I know of.
Maybe a little bit, but not really.
It doesn't mean it's over.
-What?
-I mean, "over" in the sense that...
our conversation isn't over,
if she talks to me
about your relationship,
or anything else...
which could...
Yes, I'm coming!
Look who it is!
Welcome!
Marc-André!
Sorry to disturb you during the move,
but I have good news for Patrick
and I had to say it with champagne,
not on the telephone.
San Francisco Gay Pride is coming up.
One of my friends organizes it.
Okay.
He heard about your success
in the village
and he wants your food truck
at Gay Pride for three days.
What?
San Francisco?
That's crazy! It's amazing!
The Chamber of Commerce
invites you and Pierre.
That's amazing!
All expenses paid for
and you can both bring
someone else with you.
A change of scenery
would do us good.
So true!
I actually meant the partners.
That would be me then.
Sorry.
I got carried away. I...
Bon voyage, Sylvain!
You can bring me back a souvenir.
Your friend is quite intense.
Yeah.
Babe...
I think my lie
is getting out of hand.
Yeah.
I'm losing control.
Help me, I don't know what to do.
Go back to being straight
or we're finished.
That's maybe a bit far.
That's where we are.
Yes, but it involves a lot of things.
Marc-André, the whole village--
Wait.
You just need to come out
as straight!
What?
Gays can't monopolize coming out!
Come out of the closet
through another door.
-Of course.
-Right!
-We'll do that.
-We'll do that.
In a week, no one will remember.
In two weeks, you'll be
the village's straight mascot.
In a month, we'll be
the neighborhood sweethearts!
Oh, yes!
-What could go wrong?
-It'll be fine.
I've never been so in love
as I am right now. Who with?
This woman right here!
Yes! A woman!
It's overwhelming,
all my life, I've been gay.
Subtitling: Hiventy