[In the morning, Mimi is lounging on balcony watching a French woman feeding pigeons] French woman: My little darlings. Ah. Ooh. Are your little bellies empty? Oh. Bonjour. Ah. Bonjour. We are all so happy today, n'est-ce pas? [Mimi shoots a pigeon out of the French woman's hand] Michael: What's goin' on up here? [To Mimi] Did you... [Brings Mimi inside] French woman: Go, go, go, go, go, go, go! Go! Go! Michael: Mimi, you can't do this! You do not kill birds around here for breakfast! If you're hungry, ask me. I bought some stuff for yah! This is what kids love! [Holds up cereal box] Cap'n Crunch. Mimi: What is? Michael: This is cereal! [Reading the ingredients on side of cereal box] It's just corn, brown sugar, yellow #5 and zinc oxide? They've added a sunblock to it. You pour this on this, and that's your breakfast. Enjoy yourself. [In Charlotte's bedroom] Charlie. Come on. Wake up, sweetheart. Wake up. Charlie. Bloomingdale's burned down. Charlotte: [Abruptly wakes up with a start] What?! Michael: Mimi's having breakfast out in the kitchen. I will be home before lunch. Bye. Charlotte: Wait. I can't watch him. Women's Wear is coming to the loft. Michael: You don't need to baby-sit him. He'll be fine. Now go back to sleep. Charlotte: Mmm. Michael: Mimi, I gotta get goin' here. [Mimi has poured the cereal and milk on the counter] No. No! This isn't.. No. No, it's not your fault. I didn't mention that you usually put this in a bowl. Mimi: When we go to Statue of Liberty ? Michael: Uh, tomorrow. Mimi: Tomorrow? Michael: I know I told you we were going today, but I can't today. I-I.. The Baboon's makin' some very big trades today. Mimi: Me go trade with Baboon. Michael: Baboon go alone. I'd like to be around you, but, but I'm obligated to go. Mimi: What means "obligated"? Michael: Obligated. It means... when you do something that you don't really wanna do. Mimi: Okay. Baboon obligated. Michael: And will you promise Baboon one thing? You won't shoot any more animals? And don't eat the cat. I'll bring food home. ... Mimi: [Searching for Myteka] Myteka? [Lifts up Charlotte's bedspread] Nice pushibushi. Charlotte: [Gets up with bedspread wrapped around her and runs out room] That is the last pushibushi you're gonna see around here, you little savage! Answering machine Charlotte: Hi, we're not here right now. Leave a message. We'll call you right back. Michael: Charlie. Pick up. It's me. You're probably in the bathroom, making yourself look beautiful. Um, I don't want you feelin' trapped by Mimi. Try to open up to him. Just don't leave him alone with the cat. I'll see you soon. I love you. Bye. Charlotte: [Charlotte spots Myteks crawling on a door and screams] Michael, don't hang up! Don't hang up! There's a spider! [Fighting off Myteka from under door with toothbrush] This can't be happening! This is a penthouse apartment!

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