Kevin! Where are ya? Come over here. Your mom brought you these
clothes. Go ahead and put them on. We’re gonna go to the Polish church
and you’ll sit in the front row for this Polish Government delegation
that we should greet there.
Mom! What the hell is this? A pajama or what?
Calm down, Kevin. It’s a Cracoviak suit.
Yeah, but look at this stupid funny looking hat? Ain’t gonna put no
outfit like that on me, no frigging way mom! What will Jenny and Josh
say if they see me in this? Mom… why do we have to do stuff like that?
What’s wrong with us?
I promise you, this is gonna be the last time. See, I signed up for
this stupid leadership course in Poland. Your grandma was Polish and I
just thought I’ll see the place she came from and I’ll have a free
vacation in Poland. They paid for everything. But now, I guess, it’s
time to pay for my stupidity. Nothing’s free. They keep dragging me to
these meetings with these dumb Polish politicians and so on. Plus your
father has issues at work. They signed a contract for making something
for the government and his boss told him they’ve seen me meeting with
these politicians from Poland, so now they are afraid of giving your
dad a security clearance or something like that. See Kevin, we have to
move to the other city. They’ll transfer dad to their other plant for
less pay where they make something less important. Somewhere at the
East Coast or he can look for a job himself.
Oh no, mom! That’s too much! This shitty clothes and moving yet? I
won’t see my girlfriend Jenny anymore. Now, this is too much! I know
you asked me many times not to swear, but fuck this dumb Polish crap!
Ok, ok, Kevin. They won’t find us after we move and we’ll be normal again. Put these clothes on…