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Rock,

paper, scissors.

For once.

I never win anything.

This is great, isn't it?

Did you win a contest or what?

No, one was a prize for the audience and Guy managed to get another one

for us wrestlers.

We'll just have to be careful.

The water's not that hot.

I don't mean that.

Let me explain.

We're the only people in the neighborhood to have one.

-That means... -I don't follow.

Hi there. Yes?

I'm Marc Nantel, your fourth neighbor on that side.

We've been here for two years, but we never introduced ourselves.

That's not very polite.

Nice Jacuzzi.

So...

Is the water hot?

Coming through.

There we go.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

What's up with you?

It wasn't very clear that you played scissors.

What else could it be?

A peace sign.

Or bird feet.

You're a sore loser, Christian.

I'll be quick. Be there in a sec.

Excuse me, but who's that?

They're club members.

Well, if you ever need an extra member, let me know.

Well, actually...

it's a book club.

Book club?

Hey, Carl.

Oh, hey.

I made lemon tart.

I made too much...

-You got a Jacuzzi? -Yeah.

If you want to try it, make sure you shower first and sign the disclaimer.

No, thanks.

I would need a damn good reason to marinate in my neighbors' juice.

Oh. That's unusual.

A Jacuzzi seems to have the same effect on adults as a pool has on kids.

Everyone wants in.

Who are they?

Oh, them?

They live two blocks away. She started her contractions.

She's always wanted a natural birth.

You might wanna set up rules.

It should only be for friends and family.

People will think I'm a snob.

You're not rich enough to be a snob.

I'm telling you.

If you forbid access to the Jacuzzi, people will think you're cheap,

selfish, or an asshole, but not a snob.

-You're not rich enough. -Thanks, Pierre-Louis. I'm relieved.

Here. Have fun with that.

It's gonna be friends and family only.

You mean, us and who else?

Yeah, where do you draw the line?

Relatives we only see on Christmas Day have no business using it.

Well... I'm okay with that. What about friends of friends?

Well, no friends of friends of friends.

And Annick? What about her?

She's not family.

Nor is she a friend.

Come on, Annick is welcome in the Jacuzzi.

That's nice of you.

I'm not being nice, it's common sense.

She still has to follow certain rules.

No screaming, no cursing,

no drinking, and her top stays on.

PRIVATE PROPERTY

Sorry, it's just for friends and family.

Oh, yeah?

Give a message to your dad from me.

Tell him he's cheap, selfish and an asshole.

You got that?

I was gonna say snob, but when you look at the house,

it's kind of...

ROOTS

Hey.

-You're reading about gardening? -Why are you here?

Just came from the library. You know, one of my greatest passions is reading.

-The answer's no. -Why?

Why?

It's a book club, not speed dating.

But I'm genuinely interested.

Christian.

Name an author. Any one.

Jacques Demers.

No.

I saw his biography on sale at the supermarket.

But he didn't write the book.

Sure he did. That's why they put his name in big letters on the cover.

Listen, he didn't write it.

I understand, you're jealous of his talent as a writer.

Look, I'm not trying to get a diploma, just...

personal enrichment.

Even if that were true...

Listen, man. Right now,

in my life, I'm intellectually starved.

Don't you wanna feed those who hunger for knowledge?

The Third World knocks on your door and you don't even spare a cracker?

You're calling yourself the intellectual Third World?

Did I say that? Sort of.

Listen, I don't know how to convince you. It's just that...

reading, to me, is a way to get to know oneself.

To better know who we are.

Did you come up with that?

No.

It's on the library bookmark.

That doesn't mean it's not true.

Of course.

DOSTOEVSKY THE IDIOT

Hi, Mr. Hébert.

Hi.

How's it going?

Good. Everything's good.

How about you? And your son?

All good. May I?

Sure, don't be shy.

This is weird.

-What? -Well, it's like bathing together.

Not really.

It's way more intimate than a pool.

That's for sure.

Sorry, that was my foot.

No problem.

Again?

Is she playing footsie with me?

What the hell does she want?

Carl, thanks for inviting me over. This is so relaxing.

I would've never thought.

It creates a relaxing atmosphere.

Which encourages deep conversation. Speaking of, this is Norman.

Hi, Norman.

-Nice to meet you. -Norman's my financial planner.

Here's my card.

Oh, that's funny, I forgot.

No clothes.

They're in his pocket.

Sure.

You know, Norman and I just had

a very positive meeting. And thanks to what?

Thanks to this casual setting.

It's true. Lots of contracts are signed in Jacuzzis.

I'm thinking of selling my condo and buying a house just to get a Jacuzzi.

Instead of business lunches, why not business baths?

Great idea.

Can you imagine if happy hour took place in Jacuzzis?

That would be great for networking.

I say, any guy who negotiates in a Speedo must have nothing to hide.

Hey, guys.

-Hey, Dad. -Hey.

Care to join us, Mr. Hébert?

Hell yeah. I've been thinking about it during my entire shift.

Annick is on her way, too.

Oh, crap...

You know what?

I can't stay. I have to get going.

I have to buy mosquito nets.

-Right now? -Yes.

So, Christian, what did you think of the book?

Oh. Yeah.

Yes, um...

50 Shades of Grey.

Yeah.

How do I say this?

Why choose a color as boring as grey?

Why not choose pale black, dark charcoal,

or brushed aluminum? I know you think it might not make a big difference.

Grey...

doesn't refer to the color, Christian.

It's the character's name.

Yes.

I was kidding!

That was a joke.

Do you like E. L. James' writing?

Yes. But above all, I think she writes really small.

Mr. Hébert? Yes.

It's so relaxing to be in here.

You're not a prude, are you?

Mind if I take off my top?

Well, I don't know...

-I'm sorry, but... -What?

-Your foot is... -Is what?

Come on, man, give me another chance.

So you can look foolish?

Oh, come on, you're not cool.

That was a tough book.

50 Shades of Grey?

That's the cash cow of the book world.

What would you have picked?

The Cat in the Hat?

I've actually read that.

The Cat in the Hat? Now that's a great book.

But you don't have to buy it.

Anyway, those girls are smart. They can't be fooled by a poser.

Fooled how?

By saying you read the book when you didn't.

-I did read it. -No.

-Yes. -Impossible.

-Why? -Because if you had,

-you'd be talking about the sex scenes. -What?

Sex scenes? You should've told me. I would've read it.

Have you ever finished a book?

Obviously.

Really? Tell me the end, then.

The end? Well...

Archie chooses Betty over Veronica.

Come on, Eddie. Give me another chance. I just need a context I can shine in.

You good, Sugar?

Fine. You?

Super great, my sweet one. I tried Carl's Jacuzzi.

And?

You were right to want one.

You'd really be in your element.

That's it.

What are you doing?

I'm checking who's in the Jacuzzi.

No worries, Annick's not here.

So what?

I don't know what's going on, but you ran away the other day.

Are you scared of her?

Carl.

I have something unpleasant to tell you.

Annick came on to me.

What?

I clearly have more sex appeal than you, even at my age.

Oh, that's nice of you.

It's either that or she has an abnormally high libido for a woman.

Maybe she wants sex more than once a month.

Are you sure you're not imagining this?

She took advantage of the hot environment to play footsie with me.

Maybe it was inadvertent.

Inadvertent?

Had my foot been a gas pedal, we'd have gone from zero to 60 in five seconds.

Sorry, but I'm having a hard time believing you.

It's normal you're in denial. But I'm just a victim here.

Get your head out of the sand. It's either her or me.

You can't be serious.

If you decide to stay with her...

I'm leaving.

I'll find a semi-autonomous room in an old folks' home.

Semi-autonomous? You're totally autonomous.

For now.

But all the sadness I'm feeling will surely affect me.

But Dad...

People these days have no respect for the elderly. All these years...

Why are we meeting here?

It was Christian's idea.

Weren't we going to kick him out?

He insisted.

Who does he think we are? What really only care about culture.

Hey.

Hi there.

Excuse me?

Can you repeat that, please?

Did you play footsie with Dad in the tub?

Are you crazy?

No, but he is. Did your foot touch him inadvertently?

I don't even remember. That's how memorable it was.

Today we're discussing...

Sophie's Choice.

I know all about Sophie's choice.

Really?

Yeah. I once had to choose between Sophie Gingras and Sophie Talbot.

Which did you choose?

Both.

Why do you find him funny all of a sudden?

I don't know. It's like...

today's meeting is more relaxed.

It might be the daiquiris, too.

It's true that you get drunk faster in a hot tub.

Can we get back to the book?

Okay. So...

Sophie's Choice is such a powerful book

that it's become synonymous with any heartbreaking choice.

Yes. The book is really about having to choose between two bad options.

No matter what you choose, it will end tragically.

Yeah.

She took advantage of the hot environment to play footsie with me.

If you decide to stay with her,

I'm leaving.

I can't believe I have to deal with this shit.

Goddammit.

I told you, Annick's not coming.

You can go in. You sure?

Yes. Hi, Carol.

Pierre-Louis? Hi.

Carl invited me. May I?

Well, yeah. Yeah.

Of course.

Oops.

-What? -I think you touched my foot.

No.

-I didn't feel anything. -It's fine.

Oh, again?

What do you mean? I didn't even move.

If you say so. -That's enough. -What?

You know perfectly, Mr. Wandering Foot.

-That's not okay. -But...

What's wrong? Leaving already?

Carl, I have something unpleasant to tell you.

Your father, like many men of his age,

won't admit he's in the closet.

Come on, Pierre-Louis, you got it all wrong.

-I'm shocked. -Come on...

I mean, you're totally overreacting.

Why, yes, he is.

Something you'd never do.

Come look!

What happened?

What are you looking for?

The Jacuzzi? I sold it.

You could've told us.

Listen, Carl, I might have overreacted with regard to your gum-chewer.

But that Jacuzzi was causing too much trouble.

It was like a curse, intent on destroying our family. I had no choice.

That's not fair. We really liked it.

What do we do now?

Hello?

Carl. It's Sugar.

Hey, is the Jacuzzi free?

What? But...

What will I do? I was in my element.

So...

here we have...

The Metamorphosis.

It's...

I mean... Yeah.

The Metamorphosis . Contrary to what one would think,

it's not about some ugly chick who gets a makeover. No.

It's a story about a guy who turns into an insect.

And...

A pretty ugly insect.

And, actually...

It's not very clear.

You were right about the other day.

It was the daiquiris.

This was a great purchase.

I have to say Mr. Carol...

gave us a good price. Hey.

If it isn't our favorite neighbors.

A Jacuzzi? Can we join?