School Principal: You can kiss Eden goodbye! Trouble awaits you...
[points to Sophie]
School Principal: You, my dear, in pain shall you bring forth children, wear high heels, suffer through dieting, exfoliation, face-lifts, and what's more, you'll have to cook! And that's not all!
[points to Julien]
School Principal: For you, boy, I've reserved the worst... scourges and torments, dinosaurs and volcanoes! Godzilla, the A-bomb, Liz Taylor, Hitler, dead Indians, noisy washing machines, oil-slicks, but above all... pretty moms who are sick.