Didi (2024) Movie Script
1
BOY (whispering):
I don't think anyone's coming.
-(lighter clicks)
-(boys whispering indistinctly)
(boys giggling)
Yo.
(footsteps running)
(boy shushes)
(boys giggling, shushing)
-Oh, shit!
-(excited shouting, laughter)
MRS. MILLER: What the fuck
are you kids doing?!
Off! Get your hands off!
-Get back here! Get back here!
-BOY: Yeah, bro.
-(boys laughing wildly)
-(audio stops abruptly)
("I'm A Cuckoo"
by Belle & Sebastian playing)
I'm glad to see you
I had a funny dream
And you were wearing
funny shoes
You were going to a dance
You were dressed
like a punk
But you are too young
to remember
I'm happy for you,
you've made it hard for me
I've counted on
your company
You are staying with
your friends tonight
I'm feeling sorry
for myself
I keep taking everything
to be a sign
I'd rather be in Tokyo
I'd rather listen
to Thin Lizzy, oh
And watch the Sunday gang
in Harajuku
-There's something wrong
with me -(door closes)
I'm a cuckoo.
(food sizzling)
(plates clinking)
VIVIAN:
Okay, Mom.
(growls)
-(Vivian yelling)
-(Chris screaming)
Get out of my room, you bitch!
-(song ends)
-(Vivian sighs)
(men speaking Mandarin over TV)
I'm not hungry.
Yep.
VIVIAN (sighs):
Okay.
Is Dad gonna be home
to see me before I leave?
Classic.
Stanford? As if he's gonna
survive high school.
Stop wearing my clothes.
(mockingly):
"Stop wearing my clothes."
(mutters):
Dumb horse.
What'd you just call me?
He just called me a whore!
I called you a horse,
like your zodiac sign.
-You wish you could be a whore.
-Mom!
Actually, no,
you're more like a lizard
with your scaly-ass
eczema skin, you know that?
-Oh, yeah, fuck you, pizza face!
-Ah!
Lizard bitch,
you got stains on my sweater!
-That's my sweater!
-(speaks Mandarin)
-He literally just called me
a bitch! -Bitch.
You know, you're only born
because I wanted
a little brother, and
I wish you died in the womb.
Yeah, you were only born
because of a broken condom.
You don't even know how condoms
work, and you never will.
Shut the fuck up, okay?
Conversation over. I win.
Like, you can't just decide
when a conversation's--
-Not how talking works...
-I get to decide!
-...you absolute moron!
-Blah, blah, blah!
-Stop yelling! -You're like
a little baby! (blabbering)
(blabbering)
-(slaps table)
-(Nai Nai exclaims)
You think you're so cool,
but you're not.
-Nobody likes you.
-(exclaims) Hey, get back here!
-I can't wait to move out!
-CHRIS: Your fucking face!
-I said move out already!
-NAI NAI: Ddi!
CHRIS:
Get over here! Stop running!
(muttering):
That's what you get for...
(urinates)
(grunts)
(mutters, sighs)
(camera chimes)
(sighs)
It's a trick.
Just make this trick.
(sighs)
Fuck!
(sighs)
Yes! Oh, yes!
-Mom, you just ruined my clip.
-(messages chiming)
(sobs)
(door closing sound effect
plays)
(message chimes)
(door opening sound effect
plays)
("Touchdown Turnaround"
by Hellogoodbye playing)
Every night, I see you
standing on the corner
Shaking that thing like
you're playing Pop Warner
Touchdown turnaround,
play by play...
(music stops)
(message chimes)
(door opening sound effect
plays)
(birds chirping)
(Vivian sighs)
(door creaks)
-Ah... -ORTHODONTIST:
Yeah, that looks good.
-That looks good.
-(camera beeps, clicks)
(spits) Hot pink?
-Mm-mm.
-All right.
Baby blue?
-Mm-mm.
-No? (spits)
That's, like, the best color.
Green?
-Indigo?!
-Yes, sir.
Dude! Bro, Madi's gonna want to
rub her tongue all over them.
Indigo braces.
I hope you brought
some wax, dawg.
What the fuck is the wax for?
SOUP (in distance):
Fahad!
FAHAD:
Yo!
-Fahad!
-FAHAD: What?!
What are you wearing?!
This is, like, my normal outfit!
Dude, camo shorts
are fucking gay!
Bro, your mom is gay!
My mom has cancer,
you fucking bitch!
-Dude, what the fuck?
-I forgot, dude.
But, bro, you can have cancer
and be gay.
But I don't think
that's how it works.
-Man, what's good?
-What's up?
-How you doing?
-Fuck you for saying that.
-Yeah, how you doing?
-How's it going, man?
-What's good, Wang?
-Nice to see you again.
Lil Wang.
-Bro. What?
-Wang-Wang.
-Hey, you crazy.
-Yo, Wang-Wang in the house.
-You know how it is.
-No, but for real, though.
Like, Lil Wayne wears
camo shorts all the time.
SOUP:
All right, then he's gay, then.
Dude, everyone wears them.
SOUP:
So then everyone's gay, then.
FAHAD: No way
y'all lost to Niles, dude.
SOUP: Yes, bro.
That kid with the goatee
hit a bomb off of Ryan
in the fourth inning, like...
FAHAD:
Mexican Kenny?
I think he's Filipino.
Nah, dude, that boy talks
hella Mexican.
Yo, what you mean by that?
Like, he just calls me,
like, "ese" and shit.
I swear to God,
he's just all about
the, like, Mexicano slang.
-Like, I don't know.
-That's so weird.
SOUP: Wait, hold on. Hold up.
Did I tell you about Rishi?
-Who's Rishi? -FAHAD:
It's just, like, baseball shit.
-You don't got to worry
about it. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
FAHAD:
What about him, though?
SOUP: Dude, he shit his pants
during practice.
And he was all like,
"My mom's pulling a prank on me.
She put poop in my pants again."
FAHAD: Dude, what do you mean
by "again," though?
HARDEEP:
Yo, bro, where have you been?!
I've been hyping you up
too much, bruh.
What's good, Hardeep?
Sup, virgins?
Dude, you're not a virgin?
Nah, I fricked your mom!
-Dude. No, dude.
-What?
(whispers):
Bro, his mom has cancer.
Oh, uh, my bad.
Uh, uh, is she, is she okay?
No, she got cancer.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Yo, Jade!
-SOUP: She's still alive.
-(lively chatter)
Jade, this is my boy
I've been telling you about.
He's the most freshest, flyest
Pakistani in all of Fremont.
-That's Jade. She's a real one.
-Hey, what's up?
-And that's Ellie.
-Uh, hi.
-She's a dumb bitch.
-(Hardeep chuckles)
-ELLIE: Wait, what was
your name again? -Fahad.
-Fuckwad.
-Bro, shut up.
These are my friends right here.
We got Wang-Wang, Soup.
-Your name is Soup?
-Well, my real name is Jimmy,
-but everyone
just calls me Soup. -Why?
His house just, like,
always smells like soup.
SOUP: Yeah, my mom cooks
hella kimchi-jjigae.
(voices fading): You know,
radish soup, ox bone soup.
-All the Korean classics.
-ELLIE: Oh, that sounds good.
JADE: So, I heard you have
some really good stories.
FAHAD: Yeah, I mean,
like, they a'ight.
HARDEEP:
Nah, they hecka funny.
He's gonna be the first brown
EGOT winner.
I'm calling it.
ELLIE:
My mom loves David Letterman.
Hey, can you, like, call me
in, like, a minute?
-Dude, why?
-Just-just call me.
A'ight, whatever, man.
(lively chatter continues)
("Touchdown Turnaround"
ringtone playing)
GEORGIA: Madi, come here.
You have to see this.
(mouth full):
Georgia.
Shaking that thing like
you're playing Pop Warner
Touchdown turnaround...
(ringtone stops)
Hey.
SOUP (over phone): Yo,
why'd you ask me to call you?
-CHRIS: Yeah, don't worry
about it. -Okay, bye, pookie.
So Hardeep starts pissing
in the river, right?
And Wang-Wang starts
filming him.
And then he uploads it
to YouTube
and titles it
"Hardeep Pissing in the River."
And he sends it to us,
and we're like,
"All right, yeah.
That shit go."
But then a few days later,
I get a call from Hardeep,
and he's like, "Yo, breh!
"Can you tell your boy to take
that video of me pissing down?
My dad saw it, and he's,
like, fucking heated, cuh."
I said "frickin'." I haven't
cussed since sixth grade.
-All right, whatever.
"Frickin'." -(laughter)
So I text Wang-Wang
to take the video down,
and he's like, "Okay."
But then the next day,
this motherfucker
calls me again,
and bro's like,
"Hey, can you tell your boy
"to take that video of me down
for real?
I just got another
brown butt whupping."
-(laughter)
-And I was like, "I did."
And he was like,
"Well, he didn't do it.
"He just changed the title to
-'Gagandeep Gupta Pissing
in the River.'" -(laughter)
CASHIER (over TV):
Your total is 96.59.
-(laughter) -Holy shit.
-(cashier screaming over TV)
(whispers): Yo, um,
I-I got to pee. I'll be back.
All right, dude,
just, like, hurry up though.
-My mom's gonna be here soon.
-Okay.
CASHIER:
I don't believe it!
(sighs)
MADI:
Come in.
-What?
-It's unlocked.
No, I c-- I could just wait
until you're done.
GEORGIA:
Can you go get that?
Can I help you?
Uh... Uh, yeah.
I-I just, I just thought
that was, like, the restroom,
so I was kind of, like,
yeah, you know,
-knocking on doors and stuff.
-(chuckles): It's okay.
I like your shirt.
-Thanks.
-Hayley Williams, I love her.
Yeah, yeah.
I-I love Hayley Williams, too.
GEORGIA:
Madi, come on.
Okay.
Do you want to come
hang out with us?
Um, sure.
Okay, come here.
(high-pitched helium voices):
07/29/08, baby.
You're finally 15 like me.
-Happy birthday. We love you.
-Happy birthday.
-We love you.
-Miss you so much.
-Wish you were here. Mwah.
-Mwah. Mwah.
We wish you could've been here,
but we hope you're having fun.
-Bye!
-Bye!
(normal voices):
(sighs) I look fugly.
No, you don't.
You want to try?
Sure.
GEORGIA:
So, you know each other?
Um, yeah. You look familiar.
You go to Horner, right?
(high-pitched helium voice):
Yeah, but, um, not anymore.
(Madi and Georgia laugh)
Uh, I just graduated.
So, uh, yeah, thank God.
(normal voice):
Um, yeah.
Horner kind of, like,
sucks dick, you know?
("Hey Now Now" by
The Cloud Room playing quietly)
I liked Horner.
Yeah, I thought Horner was fun.
Pay the bus fare
or we find a new reason...
Uh, what was your name again?
I'm Chris, but, um, all my
friends just call me Wang-Wang.
What should I call you?
Um...
You can just call me Wang-Wang.
GEORGIA:
Wang-Wang?
Isn't that, like,
the sound a duck makes?
You know, like,
(quacking): "Wang-Wang."
(Madi and Georgia laugh)
("Touchdown Turnaround"
ringtone playing)
Oh, uh, oh, okay, um...
-Uh, uh...
-(ringtone stops)
Sorry, um, I-I probably--
I-I got to go.
But, um, thanks
for letting me just, like,
hang out with you guys
for a bit.
Yeah. Okay, bye. (chuckles)
I love that song.
Oh. Yeah, uh, me, too.
You have a good taste in music.
Are we Facebook friends?
Um...
I'm not sure.
Okay, well, you should add me.
Is so comforting now,
did the Earth just slam...
Okay.
Okay. Bye.
And I know it
Won't undo their past
By walking and talking
backwards...
Weren't you leaving?
Um, yeah.
I just-- just give me a second.
Pay the bus fare
or we find a new reason
A new way of living,
and we shout it out
And try to dream again
Hey, now, now...
(mouse clicks)
CHUNGSING (in distance):
Ddi!
What?
-Ddi!
-What?!
Dinner's ready!
Okay, I'm coming!
-VIVIAN (screaming): Chris!
-(door bangs)
Oh, my-- What?! Ow!
I swear to God, if you ever
pee in my lotion again,
I'm gonna period in your mouth.
What the fuck?!
(groans) Ow!
-Ew!
-(door slams)
Mom!
(water running)
CHRIS:
Nai Nai.
-Nai Nai, look at the camera.
-(exclaims, chuckles)
What are you talking about?
You're beautiful.
I ugly.
CHRIS:
No, you're beautiful.
NAI NAI:
You're beautiful.
CHRIS:
No, you're beautiful.
-(Nai Nai speaks Mandarin)
-No, I love you.
CHUNGSING:
Ddi?
What?
Hmm?
(upbeat music playing quietly
over computer)
Look.
Did you know that
I like to do the dance...
CHRIS:
Uh...
I look stupid.
Every day, go to school,
do the dance, talk the girls
Exercise,
be the good guy...
CHRIS:
Nothing.
Mom, j-just stop nagging me.
(sighs)
Get off the dance floor
and start doing your chores
It's Sunday afternoon!
("Sunday Afternoon"
by Jon Lajoie playing)
(boys clamoring)
It's Sunday afternoon...
(yelling wildly)
Yeah! Korea, number one!
(yelling wildly)
COLIN:
Who's up?
-(boys exclaims)
-BOY: Damn.
I'm thinking you.
Come on, get in here.
-Ooh.
-Can't handle this.
(mocking indistinctly)
-TYSHAWN: Fight!
-(bell dings)
(lively chatter)
-Hit him! Hit him in the chest!
-Think of Bruce Lee!
-Hit him in the chest!
-COLIN: Hey, no face shots!
-What the hell?
-My bad, my bad.
Go, Wang-Wang! (whoops)
It's Sunday afternoon
And there a few things
that I have to do...
-(boys groaning)
-Get off me!
Then I'll head
down to the mall...
COLIN:
What are you doing?
-(shouts) What the hell?!
-(slap lands)
-(boys exclaiming)
-Whoa!
-COLIN: He bit my nipple.
-You fucked him up.
Nai Nai.
NAI NAI:
Ddi?
Nai Nai, no.
Mom, I just told you I'm fine.
(phone chimes)
(phone clicks)
(message chimes)
-(whispers): Fuck.
-(message chimes)
(chuckles softly)
(crickets chirping)
(door creaking quietly)
(door closes)
(birds chirping)
-VIVIAN: Mom, can you not?
-Mom, umbrellas are for rain.
-VIVIAN: She's so annoying.
-CHRIS: So embarrassing.
(upbeat pop music playing
over speakers)
VIVIAN:
Can you not comment on my body?
God.
(Chungsing speaking Mandarin)
(man speaking Mandarin)
(skateboards rolling outside)
DONOVAN (outside):
Come on, Cory, keep up.
CORY:
Shut up, bro. I'm coming.
DONOVAN:
You hella slow.
NUGGET:
Hey, push faster. Come on.
CORY:
I'm not trying to drop my soda.
DONOVAN:
Why you always lag?
-Holy shit. -Oh, that was
sketchy, but I'll take it.
-Okay, okay.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
NUGGET:
All right, kick flip.
("66th Street" by Atmosphere
playing)
That's how it's done.
DONOVAN:
Wrap it up.
-NUGGET: Got lucky on that one.
-DONOVAN: (groans) All right.
What's up?
At a convenience store
Working the counter,
making minimum dough
Uh, hi.
Selling discount smokes
to the neighborhood folk...
(mouth full):
Hi.
These, uh...
These guys are really good.
Yeah. Yeah, you know, yeah.
Thank you.
You guys, like, sponsored?
-DONOVAN: Almost, bro.
-NUGGET: You wish.
I've been trying to get these
clips for this Berrics thing
that's coming up next month,
but we don't really have,
like, a filmer
-at the moment.
-NUGGET: Once we got them clips.
DONOVAN: I just need
like two more tricks
for my sponsor me tape,
and I'm good.
NUGGET: Oh, yeah.
After that, we going up.
-CORY: Oh, that's the dream,
bro. -Yeah.
I mean, um, if you guys,
like, need a filmer, I-I film.
-You film?
-Yeah.
-Like skateboarding?
-Yeah, skateboarding.
-You film skateboarding?
-I-- Yes, I film.
DONOVAN: It's kind of perfect,
'cause, uh,
we don't really kick it
with our filmer at the moment.
Oh. Yeah, what happened?
-That bro died.
-NUGGET: He's gone.
Yeah, rest in peace, bro.
Oh, yeah, I'm-I'm sorry.
-Bruh, I'm fucking with you,
bro. -(pats shoulder)
He fucked my girlfriend,
so we just kind of
stopped kicking it.
-He's dead to us.
-You know what I mean?
NUGGET: You let him
fuck your girl, bruh.
Hey, what's your name, man?
I'm, uh...
-I'm-I'm Chris.
-Chris?
Donovan, man. Pleasure.
This is Cory.
-Nugget.
-What's up?
DONOVAN:
All right, right on, man.
-We'll hit you up.
-Nice to meet you.
Just please do not
fuck my girlfriend.
Yeah, yeah.
Don't worry about it.
I got, I got a girlfriend.
-Oh, you...
-CORY: Oh, he got a shorty.
-Where you go get you a girl?
-DONOVAN: All right, man, well,
uh, you got, like, a YouTube
or something I could look up?
I'll check out your videos
when I get home.
Uh...
(grunting)
Fuck.
(boys shouting excitedly
over video)
(pained scream)
-It's lit.
-All right. All right.
-Go, go.
-Go, come on.
-Hey, yo, let's go. Inhale.
-I'll try it.
-Wow.
-Wu-Tang that shit.
-Wu-Tang it.
-(inhales sharply)
-Yeah! Yeah!
-No way!
-(mouse clicks)
-(delete sound effect plays)
-(laughing)
-Weighted.
Oh, Max. You are great.
Oh.
Ah.
CHUNGSING (laughs):
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
(Chungsing laughs)
Chris...
(chuckles)
FISH:
Yo, Wang-Wang.
What's up, fool?
Don't even trip, dude.
Fuck them hoes.
You a handsome
motherfucker, man.
You got strong-ass teeth.
You look good in shorts.
That's why Madi likes you, baby!
-(phone vibrates)
-(message chimes)
FAHAD: Dude, she sent you
a winky face.
Do you know what that means?
She wants your wang.
I swear to God on my life,
-she wants your wang.
-Bro, what? No.
Dude, she's probably
just trying to be,
like, nice or something, bro.
-Wow!
-No, she is not.
-You cannot take a hint.
-Bro, Madi could literally be
touching your shlong right now,
and you'd be like,
"Oh, guys, I don't know
if Madi likes me or not."
-It's so true, bro.
-Like, bro, come on.
You guys never take hints.
Dude, dude, she's definitely
just trying to be nice, bro.
-There's no way. -Shut the fuck
up. All right, respond.
-What are you gonna say?
-CHRIS: All right, um...
Uh-huh.
FAHAD:
Can you type any faster?
CHRIS:
Bro, hold on.
CHRIS:
All right, is that good?
Dude, no.
-Are you serious?
-Nah. -What?
Bro, oh, my...
For the love of God,
please let me
talk to her for you.
-No, bro. This is...
-What the fuck is that?!
-This is fine, bro.
-What is that?
No, it's not fine.
-You have no game, bro.
-Nah, bro.
-Come on, bro.
-Dude, come on.
I could get you this girl
right now.
-CHRIS: Bro, I...
-Dude, please.
One sentence. One sentence.
-Fine. One sentence.
-All right. Let's go.
-CHRIS: One.
-All right.
How about "get boba"?
Come on, that's good.
-Okay, cool. Fine. Whatever.
-All right. Cool.
Let's do this real quick.
-Bro! Bro, you can't...
-(laughing)
Dude, give me my fucking phone!
Hold his ass down!
Soup, hold his ass down!
-Hold him down!
-Give me my fucking phone back.
-Give me my fucking phone back.
-Oh, shit.
-Hold him down!
-Give me the phone, dude.
I'm not fucking playing around.
Give me the phone.
(groans)
Yo, what are you saying, bro?
-SOUP: Sound like a bitch, boy.
-CHRIS: Ow!
-No, what are you... -I thought
you were stronger than this.
-Come on.
-Little bitch, bro. (groans)
Oh, hi, Nai Nai.
Hey. Hello.
(clamoring continues)
Nai Nai, help.
-SOUP: Your boyfriend, sexy
time. -NAI NAI: Good friend.
SOUP: Come on,
dance for your grandma.
Nai Nai...
-I love you, too. -Bye-bye.
-CHRIS: Get off me.
FAHAD:
Done.
CHRIS: What did you say?
What did you say?
-Bro, come on!
-FAHAD: I don't know, dude.
-We'll find out.
-(groans)
-(phone chimes)
-Oh!
What? Wait, what'd she say?
-What'd she say?
-Oh, whoa.
Come on!
Just thank me later, bro.
(panting)
(upbeat music playing)
(gentle music playing)
NARRATOR (on video):
How to kiss like a pro.
Are you a good kisser?
Anybody can be
with the right technique.
Step one: clean your mouth.
Brush your teeth, floss
and use mouthwash.
Bad breath is the ruination
of kissing.
Step two: sit with your partner,
preferably in private.
Public displays of affection
may be fun for you,
but they make everyone else
uncomfortable.
You don't want to do that.
Step three:
relax and clear your mind.
Focus only on the person
in front of you.
Angle your face
to avoid crunching noses.
Lean into the person
until your lips touch.
Keep lip contact soft
and gentle in the beginning.
WOMAN (moans):
Oh.
NARRATOR: Step four:
open your mouth enough
to slowly slide your tongue
into your partner's mouth.
Just remember to keep it
slow and soft,
not darting or invasive.
Don't forget to breathe
through your nose.
Nothing ruins a good make-out
like falling unconscious.
MADI (imitating Yoda):
Do or do not.
There is no try.
CHRIS:
What was that?
(normal voice):
Yoda.
Oh, yeah, Yoda.
(chuckles): Have you
never seen Star Wars?
I've seen Star Wars.
What color's Yoda?
Uh...
I don't know. Like a...
-Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
-Like a...
um, like a metallic chrome?
-(laughs): A metallic chrome?
-Yeah.
No.
Like a-a... a bright yellow?
No, that-- no.
-Okay, I've never seen
Star Wars. -(laughs): Yeah.
How have you seen
A Walk to Remember
but not Star Wars?
I don't know. I think
my sister probably, like,
made me watch it or something.
I didn't realize
you had a sister.
Yeah, I have a sister.
She... older or younger?
She's older.
Nice.
I have an older brother,
so that's why...
-Yeah.
-...I was wondering.
Are you two close?
Um, yeah.
Yeah, I'd say so.
I mean, we were close
before he left for college,
so I don't really get
to see him that much anymore.
Are you close with your sister?
Yeah.
-Hey, I have a gift for you.
-A gift?
-A gift.
-For me?
-What is it?
-It's an eraser.
-MADI: An eraser?
-Yeah, it's got the big side,
-and then it's got...
-(laughs): The little side.
CHRIS: A little--
the roller side. It rolls.
-MADI: Oh, that's...
that's really cool. -Yeah.
Thank you.
-Yeah.
-I like it.
Can I ask you
a serious question?
Sure.
You've seen Jaws, right?
(sighs)
-No?
-No.
Wow.
Um, okay.
What about...
E.T.?
-Yeah, I've seen E.T.
-Okay. Okay, good.
Let's see who can do
a better E.T. impression.
Okay.
-You go first.
-You go first. Jinx.
Okay, now you have to go first.
-(sighs)
-(chuckles)
Okay.
Just an E.T. impression, right?
If you've seen the movie,
you'll know.
Yeah, I've seen the movie.
E.T.
Um...
(guttural groaning)
(both laughing)
You have not seen E.T. before.
I definitely have seen E.T.
No, you definitely haven't
if that was your impression.
That's the sound he makes at,
like, the end credits.
Yeah, okay.
You know...
...you're pretty cute
for an Asian.
Have you ever played
the nervous game before?
No.
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
(whispers):
Are you nervous?
-Yes.
-What?
Yes.
Oh.
Yes, I-I mean, I am nervous.
I just--
Can you, um...
-Sorry.
-Yeah, I-I'm sorry.
-No, it's okay, it's okay.
-Because I-I freaked out
-a little bit.
-It's okay. It's okay.
I'm just-- I-I'm sorry.
You don't have to apologize.
It's okay.
Really.
(sighs)
(lock clicking)
(door closes)
Where were you?
Nowhere.
Hanging out with Fahad and Soup?
-No.
-Okay, so what were you doing?
It's not like you have
any other friends.
And also, no one likes you.
Shut the fuck up!
Why are you always
so mean to me, huh?
What?
I can't wait for you to leave
so I don't have to see
your ugly face again.
(door slams)
(sighs softly)
FAHAD:
Bro, how'd things go with Madi?
-Good.
-What do you mean "good"?
Like, good or... good?
You know what I'm saying?
-She touched my wiener.
-No.
No way she gave you a hand job.
I'm fucking proud of you, dude.
For the first time in my life,
I'm actually proud of you.
Good shit, dude.
Finally.
(game chimes)
("Imaginary Girl"
by The Silver Seas playing)
Imaginary girl
This is a song for you
Sorry it took forever...
Oh.
Hurry up.
It was the least I could do
Better late than never
-Out of the water
-(camera clicks)
You appeared like
a dream to me...
ELLIE:
Oh, that's so cute.
JADE: Can you take a photo
of all of us?
And I wanna thank you
Imaginary girl
You really blow my mind
You got to be joking...
-(camera clicks)
-JADE: Wait.
Give us, like, a "one, two,
three" or something.
Come on.
Come on, bro.
Aren't you, like,
the camera guy?
One, two,
-three.
-(camera clicks)
-(laughter)
-(song ends)
FAHAD: Like, do they just
walk onto the crime scene,
-like, slip, like,
"Oh, shit. Fuck." -(laughter)
"What the hell is that?
Semen!"
It's like, dude, what are
burglars even doing these days?
How do you even think
of this stuff?
-You write what you know.
-Isn't that Dave Chappelle?
ELLIE:
We should look at those shoes
-that we saw at the mall
the other day. -JADE: Oh, yeah.
You're quiet.
FAHAD:
Yeah, quit being weird, bro.
-I'm not being weird.
-Just a little bit.
You're just kind of, like,
silent over there.
-Mm-hmm.
-Okay.
Um, do you have
any funny stories?
Uh...
FAHAD:
Why are you looking at me?
Uh...
There's-there's
the squirrel story.
Please don't do...
Don't fucking do that.
JADE: Wait,
what's the squirrel story?
FAHAD: It's nothing. It's just,
like, not a great story.
ELLIE:
No, no, no, tell us.
-You have to tell us.
-JADE: Yeah.
Don't listen to him.
What's the squirrel story?
JADE:
Go on, tell us.
Okay, well, um,
there-there's this,
there's this one time
we were, uh,
we were walking through
the park, you know,
and, uh, I saw this
dead squirrel on the floor,
and, uh, I thought it'd be funny
if I showed it to my friends.
So, um, I picked it up, and-and
I-I put it in my backpack,
and then, and then, you know,
we-we got to the park.
I-I pulled out the squirrel.
And it was, like, you know,
super dead and stuff,
-and they were like,
"Holy crap." -(camera clicking)
-I'm pretty sure that's dead.
-Bro, it's been dead.
And then after that, we're
gonna, we're gonna bury it.
You know?
But, uh, my buddy, Soup...
...he pours this, like,
energy drink
into the squirrel's mouth,
and then-then, like,
it starts, like, spazzing out,
it starts freaking out,
-and everyone's like...
-(boys scream)
And then my other friend,
he, like,
grabs it by the tail,
and he starts, like,
swinging it around
like Indiana Jones.
Looks like an absolute,
like, psycho, you know?
He's, like, chasing us.
We're running away from him.
(boys screaming)
-What the fuck?! Oh, shit!
-Yo.
CHRIS:
And then the-- and then, like,
the-the tail, like, pops off,
and then, like,
-the squirrel, like,
goes flying. -(squealing)
But he's-he's still holding,
he's still holding the tail.
-Just the squirrel, you know...
-(squealing)
-Like, you know? And...
-(boys screaming, shouting)
It was, like, really, really,
it was really crazy.
Um...
What the fuck?
JADE:
Wait, so did you bury it or no?
CHRIS: No, we, um, we put
it in someone's mailbox and...
-No, I would stop there.
-Okay.
Um, I'm pretty sure
that's animal cruelty.
You know her mom works
for PETA, right?
-She could send you to juvie.
-JADE: Mm-hmm.
Oh.
Okay. Sorry.
-Dumb bitch.
-Whoa. (chuckles)
JADE: Okay, I can't believe
you just said that.
CHRIS: What?
I don't know. I'm just kidding.
-Kidding?
-Uh, she called her that before.
-FAHAD: Bro.
-Like, I thought it was,
-like, her nickname
or something. -JADE: No.
Are you serious?
You think my nickname
is "dumb bitch"?
-Yeah. No. Sorry.
-FAHAD: No.
ELLIE:
I can't believe he said that.
-(horn honks)
-There's my mom.
Um, some friends
are coming over right now
to watch a movie,
if you want to come.
-FAHAD: Yeah, for sure.
-Uh, I think there's only room
for one more in the car, though.
-FAHAD: Oh, okay. Um...
-But if you want,
you could take the bus
and meet us there.
FAHAD: Dude, you're-you're cool
with taking the bus, right?
All right. Later, dude.
ELLIE:
Bye.
-(vehicle door opens)
-FAHAD: Yeah, go for it.
ELLIE:
Wait, can we tell Soup to come?
(vehicle door alarm beeping)
I'm so sorry.
(vehicle driving off)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Please enjoy
this Verizon ringback tone
while your party is reached.
CHUNGSING:
Ddi.
Ddi.
Fine.
Are you sad?
I'm fine.
(Chungsing sighs)
Can we fake it
Can we make believe?
-I'm so full of love
-(turns down volume)
It deeply sickens me
But all I can do
is close my eyes
-And cross my heart
-(turns up volume)
And hope to die
'Cause you don't
fucking listen...
-(turns down volume)
-Mom!
(Chris sighs)
(music continues quietly)
-Mom?
-Yeah?
Did you fart?
No.
Oh, my God, you farted.
-CHRIS: Unlock the window.
-(button clicking)
Well, uh, it's broken.
CHRIS:
It's broken? Oh, my God.
(laughs):
Sorry.
-It smells like shit.
-(Chungsing laughs)
(Chungsing breathing deeply)
(Chris groans)
-(Chungsing breathing deeply)
-Are you smelling it?
(breathes deeply)
(sighs)
MAN (over speakers):
Order number 42.
Ah...
-Ah.
-Hey. (laughing)
What are you doing?
MAN (over speakers):
Number 43, your order is ready.
You're so Asian.
MAN (over speakers):
Number 43.
Mom.
Stop.
Mom.
I told you this before.
I am not go--
TUTOR:
You're late.
Come sit down.
Josh, go back to work.
MAX (whispering):
Dude, stop.
Our moms are friends.
(mouse clicking)
(messages chiming)
(sighs)
(door closing sound effect
plays)
(message chimes)
Mom.
Mom, can you give me ride?
Mom?
-(Chungsing shouts in Mandarin)
-(plate shatters)
(whispering):
I'll take you. Come on.
(broken plate crashes
in trash can)
You okay?
Wait, this is where
you and your friends hang out?
Business parking lots?
-Yeah. You could just park
right over here. -Okay.
Okay.
Um...
Thanks for, uh, driving me.
No problem.
Um, I think I'm gonna stay out
for a while, too.
So just give me a call later
if you need a ride.
Or anything, okay?
Okay.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(boys chattering quietly)
-There he is. Sup, bro?
-Yo, bruh.
-What's good?
-How's it going?
-How's it going?
-Chillin'.
NUGGET: Yo, what's up,
what's up, what's up?
-How's it going? How's it going?
-Let's get these clips.
("Sacred Heart"
by Cass McCombs playing)
(camcorder beeps)
NUGGET:
Get that shit. Yep.
(whoops) Good shit, bruh.
CORY:
Right here.
NUGGET:
I mean, my shirt clean.
-Smell this shit. Fuck yeah.
-Hey.
NUGGET:
Like it, yeah.
Hey, Nugget,
look at this dick I drew.
Sacred heart...
(shouts, groans)
-The veins and shit in there.
-(laughs) Bro, what?
I got some ball sack.
NUGGET:
Hey, right here, right here.
-It's coming.
-(Cory laughs)
-Weak!
-Hey, run it back.
Hey, both of you guys.
-You, you and you. Out!
-Oh, my-- Come on.
-RENT-A-COP: I've seen you here
before. -How you doing, man?
Fun time is over.
-No, no, no.
-NUGGET: Hey, yo, Chris.
Film that shit.
Film that shit right there.
-You are done.
-"You're done, sonny son."
Yes, you.
Ah, right here, right here,
right here.
Yeah, land that shit.
-Yeah!
-Let's go!
-Go, go!
-(excited shouting)
Let's get the fuck out of here!
No, love doesn't always
Boomerang.
(song fades)
Bruh, that security guard
could not keep up.
You just juked
the fuck out of him, bro.
-We got to see that shit.
-(clicking)
You clipping your nails
back there, bro?
It's good, bro.
I'm catching 'em.
Way to kill the vibe, bro.
That's hella trifling.
You can't be doing shit
like that in people whip.
Bro, I got to cut my toenails,
I'm gonna cut my toenails, bro.
Hey, Chris, you got
that clip of me, though?
Oh, yeah, I-I got that clip.
-Yeah. -(laughter)
-That clip was killer as fuck.
-(excited chatter)
-Yeah, baby.
That shit was wet, bro.
That shit-- oh, man.
I got the throw-down, the jukes.
Stomped that shit, bolts.
That's my opener, man.
You were, like, you were, like,
all up in his face, too.
You know, you could've,
like, could've, like,
fucked him up or something.
("Sunshine" by Atmosphere
playing)
Yeah, I'm-I'm more about
peaceful shit.
-You know what I mean?
-Yeah.
Like, I'm on the Zen path.
(Nugget laughs)
Hey, you good to send me
that clip later, though?
Yeah, I'll-I'll send you
that clip.
I'm probably gonna, like, film
some other clips
before that, though,
and, like, edit it together,
you know, like, mix it up.
-Okay. -CORY: We got,
we got motherfucking
Spike Jonze or some shit
over here.
-About to edit that shit up.
-You a fucking hater, bro.
Hey, respect his craft, bro.
Chris, thank you
for pulling up on us today.
We-we really need you,
you know what I'm saying?
NUGGET:
Yeah, you been doing your thing.
I appreciate you for coming out.
CORY:
Yeah, that's what's up.
(song fades)
(door opens)
(door closes)
CHRIS:
Mom?
(keys clink)
Mama?
Nai Nai?
(clock ticking)
Mom?
(Nai Nai speaking Mandarin)
-CHRIS: Nai Nai!
-(door opens)
Nai Nai. What happened?
(Nai Nai speaking Mandarin)
-(Chris speaking Mandarin)
-(Nai Nai groaning)
Okay.
Hey, um, can you give me a hand
with something?
VIVIAN:
So... (sighs)
Who are those people
you've been hanging out with?
Friends.
What do you guys do
when you hang out?
Just skate.
Just skate?
Well, promise me
you won't do anything stupid.
Okay.
("Amarillion" by Datarock
playing)
NARRATOR:
Make sure to keep your subject
in the center of the frame.
DONOVAN:
Yeah, buddy. Let's go!
-Ah, that was it!
-Oh, come on.
I wanna hold
your hands tonight
(excited shouting)
-CORY: Back 'em up.
-DONOVAN: Let's go.
I wanna walk you home
from school
CHRIS:
Yo!
(laughs):
Yeah.
I wanna take you on a date
DONOVAN:
Nice.
Oh.
I wanna treat you
like a fool
DONOVAN:
You got it, bro. You got it.
Oh!
My good intention,
you'll see...
CHRIS:
Dude, that was buttery.
-(laughs) -Don't touch.
Don't touch. Don't touch.
'Cause I know
loving ain't easy
Although it's easy
on the eyes
Both when appalling...
CORY:
Why are you filming the plants?
CHRIS:
Uh, foreground.
-You look like a pervert.
-Oh.
Oh, dude!
-(laughs)
-(screams)
I want to see that thing.
What you got?
Uh...
(laughs) What the fuck?
(both blabbering)
(song ends)
FAHAD:
Hey, yo, Wang-Wang!
Yo, bro, what you doing here?
CHRIS:
Just hanging out.
With who, bro?
-NUGGET: Where the fuck is
he at? -(vehicle doors closing)
-Friends.
-(vehicle engine starting)
All right.
Where you guys headed?
CORY:
Come on, bro.
-(horn honking)
-Yo, let's go!
What are you waiting for?
To a party.
FAHAD:
Oh.
Yo, can we come?
CORY:
Hurry up! Let's hit it!
There's no room in the car.
CORY:
Come on.
Ah.
Um, it's-it's all right.
It's okay.
A-All right, see ya, bro.
("All Around the World"
by Zion I playing)
(lively chatter)
-Hey, Mack! Mack!
-Man, this place is cranking.
MACK:
Hey, yo, nigga, what's good?!
-(laughter) -Man, what took
your ass so long?
I'm eating lemon bars
in this bitch
for about three hours
with your granny.
-Shit's good as fuck,
though, really. -Sup, G?
Hey, what's good, bruh?
What's good, buddy?
-Yo, who the fuck is this?
-Th-This is Chris.
This is my filmer, bro.
He's cool. He's with me.
NUGGET: Little bro been
filming us, getting clips.
MACK:
Oh, shit!
Ain't you the nigga
that be filming for Bofa?
What's "Bofa"?
(boys chuckling)
Both of these nuts
in your fucking mouth!
(laughs) It's good, man!
DONOVAN:
Why you do him like that?
Move, move, move.
-Hella people here.
-Hey, bro.
CORY: Let me get
one of those lemon bars.
Sorry, coming through. Sorry.
Excuse me. Can I just...
("Dirty and Grimy"
by La Cosa Nostra playing)
(lively chatter)
(coughing)
(coughs, groans)
(song continues)
MACK (rapping):
I'm at your granny crib
And she fed me
all her lemon bars
-When you left the crib
-Where you been at?
You must've walked hella far
'Cause when you came back
I fucked granny hella hard.
-Hell yeah! -Whoa.
-(boys exclaiming, laughing)
-Hey, keep my grandma out of it.
-What you talking about?
-Come on, man.
-Ay, but, uh,
-I-I did that shit, though.
-You did not.
-Come on.
-(coughing)
Hey, you good? How the fuck
that shit taste, boy?
(coughing)
The hashish. Nigga, what?
I don't smoke no more.
MACK: Yeah, you a bitch.
I'll hit that, though. Come on.
This shit old, man, expired.
-Bro, you let that shit go out?
-You should, uh...
You should Wu-Tang it.
Wu-Tang it? Like the Clan?
Yeah, it's...
No, here, let me show you.
-Yeah, you rock that.
-Yeah.
I don't want to fuck it up, bro.
(inhales sharply)
-(coughing, hacking)
-(laughter)
This Asian motherfucker
just ate the roach!
-Nigga, what the fuck?!
-Shit, man.
Yo, what's your name, man?
-Chris.
-Chris? Hey.
(chanting):
Asian Chris!
BOYS (chanting):
Asian Chris! Asian Chris!
Half Asian. (coughs)
-What?
-Half Asian.
-Okay, nigga.
-All right.
(chanting):
Half Asian Chris!
BOYS (chanting): Half Asian
Chris! Half Asian Chris!
-(coughing)
-Half Asian Chris!
(voices distorting, slowing):
Half Asian Chris!
Half Asian Chris!
(heavily distorted chatter)
(distorted, slowed):
Bro, you good?
(distorted laughter, chatter)
Shit, man.
(distorted chatter)
(high-pitched voice):
Wang-Wang.
(footsteps scurrying)
Over here.
Why did you kill me?
I didn't want to die.
This is why nobody loves you.
Ha, fucker.
(squirrel yells)
(coughs, groans)
(knock on door)
VIVIAN:
Uh, I'm fine.
(Chris coughs)
(sighs)
(Chris gags, coughs)
Get it out.
(sighs)
Here.
Drink.
(panting)
Didn't I tell you
not to do anything stupid?
(Chris groans)
Please don't tell Mom.
VIVIAN:
Okay.
Bye-bye, Nai Nai.
Okay.
(both speak softly in Mandarin)
-Bye-bye.
-Bye-bye.
Um...
Bye, I guess.
Bye.
NAI NAI:
Bye-bye.
(engine starts)
(keys clicking)
-(phone vibrating)
-("Sunshine" ringtone playing)
My baby made me some coffee,
afraid that if I drink some
It's probably coming
right back out me
Couple of Advil,
relax and chill, at a stand--
(vibrating and music stop)
-Hello? -DONOVAN:
Yo, I think I'm near your crib.
Can we come over and look
at those clips real quick?
Uh, like, like, like, right now?
(knocking)
What's good, bro?
Where the bathroom at?
CHRIS: Uh,
just down there to the right.
NUGGET:
All right.
DONOVAN:
What's up, little bro?
-(hands clap) -Let's peep
these clips, G. -Okay.
Nice spot.
CORY: Hey, who did all
the paintings in your house?
CHRIS:
Um, my mom.
-CORY: Really?
-DONOVAN: "Wang Wang"?
-What's a Wang Wang?
-CHRIS: Uh...
CORY: Can I have
some of these apples?
Um...
-Yeah. Go for it.
-Okay. Thanks.
-Why are they in a dog bowl?
-All right, what I miss?
-Hey, you wash your hands?
-Nah.
-Mm, mm-mm. Get the fuck off.
-(laughs)
Bruh, I'm trying
to watch these clips.
That is nasty. You're nasty.
NUGGET:
Oh, my God, y'all some haters.
-All right. What we got?
-We're about to see the clips.
-NUGGET (over video):
Yeah, right here! -Come on.
-NUGGET: Yep.
-CORY: Oh. (laughs)
That spot was insanely crusty.
Yeah, we got that double.
NUGGET: I had to get that shit
out of the way.
-Go backwards.
-That shit was sick, huh?
-That shit was. You'll see.
-We get it done.
NUGGET:
I remember this day.
DONOVAN: It's a little shaky,
but it's-it's all right.
Every filmer has their bad days.
-It has a little bit of speed.
-On the frame.
Oh! Play that clip
where I fucking juked
that security guard.
We got to see that, bro.
I've been waiting
for so long to see that.
-The security guard, remember?
-The security guard. -Yeah.
-Put it on. Let's go.
-Oh, my fucking God.
-Pull that shit up.
-Let's go.
Pull it up.
What you waiting for? Come on.
-This is the one, man.
-Put that shit on right now.
DONOVAN:
Yeah, that one right there.
-Okay.
-NUGGET: Yep, here we go.
-DONOVAN: There it is. Shit.
-There she is.
You about to be famous
from this shit.
-Swear to God.
-DONOVAN: Swear.
NUGGET: Bruh, he was
all in the way, like, damn.
Watch this juke.
It's a NBA juke right here. Oh.
-NUGGET: Oh!
-Oh, shit, right here.
NUGGET:
Land it, land it. There you go.
-Here we go, here we go,
here we go. -(laughs) Great.
NUGGET (on video):
Man, fuck you! We're out!
RENT-A-COP:
Yeah, don't come back.
-Couldn't even see the board.
-Bro, what the fuck?
(quiet muttering)
All right, bruh.
All right, so check it out.
I'm no, like, filmer
or expert or anything,
but that's definitely
not usable.
DONOVAN: I thought you were,
like, a filmer, right?
CORY:
None of those are usable.
Yeah. I just...
I-I couldn't focus-up,
um, I'm sorry.
-DONOVAN: Damn.
-CHUNGSING: Ddi?
Oh.
Hi.
Ni hao.
Hello.
-Um, nice meet you.
-DONOVAN: Nice to meet you.
CHUNGSING:
I'm Chris' mother.
Hey, I really like
your paintings.
-Really beautiful, by the way.
-(chuckles): Oh.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
You notice.
Yeah, I love the colors
and stuff.
I-I paint all myself.
-CORY: That's cool. -DONOVAN:
Yeah, that's really nice.
CORY:
Wait, so, um, if you're Asian,
does that mean
your husband is white?
What?
My husband Asian.
DONOVAN:
How are you half Asian?
-CORY: Yeah, 'cause
you said that... -(stammers)
She's probably just forgetting.
Mom, just get out right now.
Mom, just get out--
Mom, get out! Mom, get out!
Uh, s-sorry.
I'm sorry you had to see that.
It's just--
she could just be, like,
super annoying sometimes
and... and, uh...
Dude, don't talk to your mom
like that.
NUGGET:
She wasn't even being annoying.
Like, what were you even doing?
CORY:
Man, this kid's kind of wack.
NUGGET:
Yeah, you're kind of right.
CORY:
Let's get the fuck out of here.
-(skateboard rolling)
-DONOVAN: Yo!
NUGGET:
Man, fuck you. We're out.
(Donovan whoops on video)
(sighs softly)
(messages chiming)
(sighs)
TUTOR:
Okay, let's take a quick break.
(quiet chatter)
(skateboard clattering)
MAX (quietly):
Josh, don't.
(Josh laughs, clears throat)
Yo, Chris!
What up, bro?
Doing some skate tricks?
Huh? (laughs)
Hey, can I ask you something?
Huh? (chuckles)
Are you nervous?
(scoffs, laughs)
Man, I didn't realize
you was such a G, bruh.
Hey, are you
a Fremont Asian Gangsta?
Yes or no?
Come on, man.
-Sure.
-Yeah?
Wait, hold on.
"Fremont Asian Gangsta."
Oh, wait.
So you're a fag?
(laughing) Oh, G--
Hey, that was good.
Oh, man.
No wonder
you wouldn't kiss Madi.
MAX:
You're gonna get me in trouble.
JOSH:
I got his ass hella good, bro.
MAX:
Yeah. Yeah.
-(Josh laughs)
-(footsteps running)
-(shouts)
-Bro, what the fuck?!
(Josh groaning)
(distant chatter)
(Chungsing panting)
Huh?
He started it.
Why the fuck
are you taking his side?
Why do you never listen to me?
I'm your son.
Yeah, well,
maybe if Dad raised me,
I would've been a better son.
But no, I'm stuck with you,
and you can't do shit!
Yeah, bullshit!
Dad's the one in Taiwan
making the fucking money
while all you do is
just sit at home
and draw fucking clouds!
No, no, I couldn't care less
whether you fucking leave,
'cause you're just
a fucking failed artist
and your stupid-ass
fucking drawings.
Not that I fucking care.
Ah, shut up! Shut up!
I'm sorry I'm not fucking Max!
I'm sorry I'm not
a fucking bragging right
-to your fucking friends!
-Ddi!
I'm not the fucking
embarrassment here!
You're the
fucking embarrassment!
I'm ashamed to be
your fucking son!
(Chungsing panting)
(footsteps running)
(panting)
(whooshing)
(panting)
(door rattling)
(sighs softly)
(birds chirping)
(sighs softly)
(door opens)
(door creaking)
(door closes)
(door creaking quietly)
(sighs)
Are you ashamed of me?
I ran away,
but you didn't even look for me.
"Mama, I just want
to let you know
that I hate you."
(speaks Mandarin)
(chuckles) Sometimes I dream.
I am so proud.
But sometime,
it's a little hard.
(chuckles softly)
ORTHODONTIST:
That's it.
(tooth squeaking)
PHOTOGRAPHER:
Ready? Smile.
(camera clicking)
And tilt your head a little bit.
-And three, two, one.
-(camera clicks)
Madi?
Oh, hi.
Hey.
Good luck.
What's up?
Nothing much.
Uh...
Did you, uh...
did you get a haircut?
No.
Right.
Uh...
I just...
just came over here to say
that I'm, uh, you know, sorry
for not texting you back.
Uh, I was kind of,
like, busy with, like,
you know, family stuff and...
...back-to-school shopping
and...
Uh...
Yeah, I...
You're a pretty cool person,
so I was just, you know,
wondering if you want to, like,
hang out again ever.
You, uh...
You punched my friend Josh
in the face.
Yeah. Yeah, I...
-Yeah.
-Okay, well, later.
(sighs)
("Golden Haze"
by Sasha Ljung playing)
Stay
Playing in a golden haze...
-BOY: So, free food.
-(lively chatter)
Ah, I like that. I like that.
(chatter continues)
Oh, I'll let you know
Oh, no...
WOMAN: Hi, guys.
Welcome to Visual Arts Club.
This year, we're doing a mural,
some more analog photography,
and we just got a big donation
of video equipment.
SOUP:
Yo, Wang-Wang!
So we're hoping to make
more video art...
Fantasies always tasted
Sweeter than a Faberg
Okay
Some things
you could never save
Horizon looking strange
I can't stay here
Today.
(song ends)
CHUNGSING:
Hi, Ddi.
Hai hai.
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, it-it was pretty good.
I, um, signed up for
Visual Arts Club.
-Oh.
-Yeah.
(door closes)
(snoring softly)
I've hated everyone I've ever
thought I'd ever been
Got lost in self-reflection,
sure, I often got it wrong
But lately I'm afraid
the damage done is all
It made me self-aware
and fucked up
From this trip I've been on
Every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
My hands have been
in a ghost land
I just don't wanna be
wrong again
I tend to circle
and nose-dive all the time
I used to sit around
Dissect my thoughts
until I drowned out
Every single sentence
I could never say out loud
One day, I hope to make it up
to everyone I punished
Droning on and on
about whatever again
Every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
I wanna get next to you
But I never know
what to say or do
With my eyes
and my hands and my body
I just wanna get next to you
I've hated everyone I've ever
thought I'd ever been
One day, I hope
to make it up to myself
Every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
My hands have been
in a ghost land
I just don't wanna be
wrong again
I tend to circle
and nose-dive all the time
I wanna get next to you
But I never know
what to say or do
With my eyes
and my hands and my body
I just wanna get next to you
But every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
My hands have been
in a ghost land
I just don't wanna be
wrong again
I tend to circle
and nose-dive all the time
I've hated everyone I ever
thought I'd ever been
One day,
I hope to make it up
To myself.
(song ends)
BOY (whispering):
I don't think anyone's coming.
-(lighter clicks)
-(boys whispering indistinctly)
(boys giggling)
Yo.
(footsteps running)
(boy shushes)
(boys giggling, shushing)
-Oh, shit!
-(excited shouting, laughter)
MRS. MILLER: What the fuck
are you kids doing?!
Off! Get your hands off!
-Get back here! Get back here!
-BOY: Yeah, bro.
-(boys laughing wildly)
-(audio stops abruptly)
("I'm A Cuckoo"
by Belle & Sebastian playing)
I'm glad to see you
I had a funny dream
And you were wearing
funny shoes
You were going to a dance
You were dressed
like a punk
But you are too young
to remember
I'm happy for you,
you've made it hard for me
I've counted on
your company
You are staying with
your friends tonight
I'm feeling sorry
for myself
I keep taking everything
to be a sign
I'd rather be in Tokyo
I'd rather listen
to Thin Lizzy, oh
And watch the Sunday gang
in Harajuku
-There's something wrong
with me -(door closes)
I'm a cuckoo.
(food sizzling)
(plates clinking)
VIVIAN:
Okay, Mom.
(growls)
-(Vivian yelling)
-(Chris screaming)
Get out of my room, you bitch!
-(song ends)
-(Vivian sighs)
(men speaking Mandarin over TV)
I'm not hungry.
Yep.
VIVIAN (sighs):
Okay.
Is Dad gonna be home
to see me before I leave?
Classic.
Stanford? As if he's gonna
survive high school.
Stop wearing my clothes.
(mockingly):
"Stop wearing my clothes."
(mutters):
Dumb horse.
What'd you just call me?
He just called me a whore!
I called you a horse,
like your zodiac sign.
-You wish you could be a whore.
-Mom!
Actually, no,
you're more like a lizard
with your scaly-ass
eczema skin, you know that?
-Oh, yeah, fuck you, pizza face!
-Ah!
Lizard bitch,
you got stains on my sweater!
-That's my sweater!
-(speaks Mandarin)
-He literally just called me
a bitch! -Bitch.
You know, you're only born
because I wanted
a little brother, and
I wish you died in the womb.
Yeah, you were only born
because of a broken condom.
You don't even know how condoms
work, and you never will.
Shut the fuck up, okay?
Conversation over. I win.
Like, you can't just decide
when a conversation's--
-Not how talking works...
-I get to decide!
-...you absolute moron!
-Blah, blah, blah!
-Stop yelling! -You're like
a little baby! (blabbering)
(blabbering)
-(slaps table)
-(Nai Nai exclaims)
You think you're so cool,
but you're not.
-Nobody likes you.
-(exclaims) Hey, get back here!
-I can't wait to move out!
-CHRIS: Your fucking face!
-I said move out already!
-NAI NAI: Ddi!
CHRIS:
Get over here! Stop running!
(muttering):
That's what you get for...
(urinates)
(grunts)
(mutters, sighs)
(camera chimes)
(sighs)
It's a trick.
Just make this trick.
(sighs)
Fuck!
(sighs)
Yes! Oh, yes!
-Mom, you just ruined my clip.
-(messages chiming)
(sobs)
(door closing sound effect
plays)
(message chimes)
(door opening sound effect
plays)
("Touchdown Turnaround"
by Hellogoodbye playing)
Every night, I see you
standing on the corner
Shaking that thing like
you're playing Pop Warner
Touchdown turnaround,
play by play...
(music stops)
(message chimes)
(door opening sound effect
plays)
(birds chirping)
(Vivian sighs)
(door creaks)
-Ah... -ORTHODONTIST:
Yeah, that looks good.
-That looks good.
-(camera beeps, clicks)
(spits) Hot pink?
-Mm-mm.
-All right.
Baby blue?
-Mm-mm.
-No? (spits)
That's, like, the best color.
Green?
-Indigo?!
-Yes, sir.
Dude! Bro, Madi's gonna want to
rub her tongue all over them.
Indigo braces.
I hope you brought
some wax, dawg.
What the fuck is the wax for?
SOUP (in distance):
Fahad!
FAHAD:
Yo!
-Fahad!
-FAHAD: What?!
What are you wearing?!
This is, like, my normal outfit!
Dude, camo shorts
are fucking gay!
Bro, your mom is gay!
My mom has cancer,
you fucking bitch!
-Dude, what the fuck?
-I forgot, dude.
But, bro, you can have cancer
and be gay.
But I don't think
that's how it works.
-Man, what's good?
-What's up?
-How you doing?
-Fuck you for saying that.
-Yeah, how you doing?
-How's it going, man?
-What's good, Wang?
-Nice to see you again.
Lil Wang.
-Bro. What?
-Wang-Wang.
-Hey, you crazy.
-Yo, Wang-Wang in the house.
-You know how it is.
-No, but for real, though.
Like, Lil Wayne wears
camo shorts all the time.
SOUP:
All right, then he's gay, then.
Dude, everyone wears them.
SOUP:
So then everyone's gay, then.
FAHAD: No way
y'all lost to Niles, dude.
SOUP: Yes, bro.
That kid with the goatee
hit a bomb off of Ryan
in the fourth inning, like...
FAHAD:
Mexican Kenny?
I think he's Filipino.
Nah, dude, that boy talks
hella Mexican.
Yo, what you mean by that?
Like, he just calls me,
like, "ese" and shit.
I swear to God,
he's just all about
the, like, Mexicano slang.
-Like, I don't know.
-That's so weird.
SOUP: Wait, hold on. Hold up.
Did I tell you about Rishi?
-Who's Rishi? -FAHAD:
It's just, like, baseball shit.
-You don't got to worry
about it. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
FAHAD:
What about him, though?
SOUP: Dude, he shit his pants
during practice.
And he was all like,
"My mom's pulling a prank on me.
She put poop in my pants again."
FAHAD: Dude, what do you mean
by "again," though?
HARDEEP:
Yo, bro, where have you been?!
I've been hyping you up
too much, bruh.
What's good, Hardeep?
Sup, virgins?
Dude, you're not a virgin?
Nah, I fricked your mom!
-Dude. No, dude.
-What?
(whispers):
Bro, his mom has cancer.
Oh, uh, my bad.
Uh, uh, is she, is she okay?
No, she got cancer.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Yo, Jade!
-SOUP: She's still alive.
-(lively chatter)
Jade, this is my boy
I've been telling you about.
He's the most freshest, flyest
Pakistani in all of Fremont.
-That's Jade. She's a real one.
-Hey, what's up?
-And that's Ellie.
-Uh, hi.
-She's a dumb bitch.
-(Hardeep chuckles)
-ELLIE: Wait, what was
your name again? -Fahad.
-Fuckwad.
-Bro, shut up.
These are my friends right here.
We got Wang-Wang, Soup.
-Your name is Soup?
-Well, my real name is Jimmy,
-but everyone
just calls me Soup. -Why?
His house just, like,
always smells like soup.
SOUP: Yeah, my mom cooks
hella kimchi-jjigae.
(voices fading): You know,
radish soup, ox bone soup.
-All the Korean classics.
-ELLIE: Oh, that sounds good.
JADE: So, I heard you have
some really good stories.
FAHAD: Yeah, I mean,
like, they a'ight.
HARDEEP:
Nah, they hecka funny.
He's gonna be the first brown
EGOT winner.
I'm calling it.
ELLIE:
My mom loves David Letterman.
Hey, can you, like, call me
in, like, a minute?
-Dude, why?
-Just-just call me.
A'ight, whatever, man.
(lively chatter continues)
("Touchdown Turnaround"
ringtone playing)
GEORGIA: Madi, come here.
You have to see this.
(mouth full):
Georgia.
Shaking that thing like
you're playing Pop Warner
Touchdown turnaround...
(ringtone stops)
Hey.
SOUP (over phone): Yo,
why'd you ask me to call you?
-CHRIS: Yeah, don't worry
about it. -Okay, bye, pookie.
So Hardeep starts pissing
in the river, right?
And Wang-Wang starts
filming him.
And then he uploads it
to YouTube
and titles it
"Hardeep Pissing in the River."
And he sends it to us,
and we're like,
"All right, yeah.
That shit go."
But then a few days later,
I get a call from Hardeep,
and he's like, "Yo, breh!
"Can you tell your boy to take
that video of me pissing down?
My dad saw it, and he's,
like, fucking heated, cuh."
I said "frickin'." I haven't
cussed since sixth grade.
-All right, whatever.
"Frickin'." -(laughter)
So I text Wang-Wang
to take the video down,
and he's like, "Okay."
But then the next day,
this motherfucker
calls me again,
and bro's like,
"Hey, can you tell your boy
"to take that video of me down
for real?
I just got another
brown butt whupping."
-(laughter)
-And I was like, "I did."
And he was like,
"Well, he didn't do it.
"He just changed the title to
-'Gagandeep Gupta Pissing
in the River.'" -(laughter)
CASHIER (over TV):
Your total is 96.59.
-(laughter) -Holy shit.
-(cashier screaming over TV)
(whispers): Yo, um,
I-I got to pee. I'll be back.
All right, dude,
just, like, hurry up though.
-My mom's gonna be here soon.
-Okay.
CASHIER:
I don't believe it!
(sighs)
MADI:
Come in.
-What?
-It's unlocked.
No, I c-- I could just wait
until you're done.
GEORGIA:
Can you go get that?
Can I help you?
Uh... Uh, yeah.
I-I just, I just thought
that was, like, the restroom,
so I was kind of, like,
yeah, you know,
-knocking on doors and stuff.
-(chuckles): It's okay.
I like your shirt.
-Thanks.
-Hayley Williams, I love her.
Yeah, yeah.
I-I love Hayley Williams, too.
GEORGIA:
Madi, come on.
Okay.
Do you want to come
hang out with us?
Um, sure.
Okay, come here.
(high-pitched helium voices):
07/29/08, baby.
You're finally 15 like me.
-Happy birthday. We love you.
-Happy birthday.
-We love you.
-Miss you so much.
-Wish you were here. Mwah.
-Mwah. Mwah.
We wish you could've been here,
but we hope you're having fun.
-Bye!
-Bye!
(normal voices):
(sighs) I look fugly.
No, you don't.
You want to try?
Sure.
GEORGIA:
So, you know each other?
Um, yeah. You look familiar.
You go to Horner, right?
(high-pitched helium voice):
Yeah, but, um, not anymore.
(Madi and Georgia laugh)
Uh, I just graduated.
So, uh, yeah, thank God.
(normal voice):
Um, yeah.
Horner kind of, like,
sucks dick, you know?
("Hey Now Now" by
The Cloud Room playing quietly)
I liked Horner.
Yeah, I thought Horner was fun.
Pay the bus fare
or we find a new reason...
Uh, what was your name again?
I'm Chris, but, um, all my
friends just call me Wang-Wang.
What should I call you?
Um...
You can just call me Wang-Wang.
GEORGIA:
Wang-Wang?
Isn't that, like,
the sound a duck makes?
You know, like,
(quacking): "Wang-Wang."
(Madi and Georgia laugh)
("Touchdown Turnaround"
ringtone playing)
Oh, uh, oh, okay, um...
-Uh, uh...
-(ringtone stops)
Sorry, um, I-I probably--
I-I got to go.
But, um, thanks
for letting me just, like,
hang out with you guys
for a bit.
Yeah. Okay, bye. (chuckles)
I love that song.
Oh. Yeah, uh, me, too.
You have a good taste in music.
Are we Facebook friends?
Um...
I'm not sure.
Okay, well, you should add me.
Is so comforting now,
did the Earth just slam...
Okay.
Okay. Bye.
And I know it
Won't undo their past
By walking and talking
backwards...
Weren't you leaving?
Um, yeah.
I just-- just give me a second.
Pay the bus fare
or we find a new reason
A new way of living,
and we shout it out
And try to dream again
Hey, now, now...
(mouse clicks)
CHUNGSING (in distance):
Ddi!
What?
-Ddi!
-What?!
Dinner's ready!
Okay, I'm coming!
-VIVIAN (screaming): Chris!
-(door bangs)
Oh, my-- What?! Ow!
I swear to God, if you ever
pee in my lotion again,
I'm gonna period in your mouth.
What the fuck?!
(groans) Ow!
-Ew!
-(door slams)
Mom!
(water running)
CHRIS:
Nai Nai.
-Nai Nai, look at the camera.
-(exclaims, chuckles)
What are you talking about?
You're beautiful.
I ugly.
CHRIS:
No, you're beautiful.
NAI NAI:
You're beautiful.
CHRIS:
No, you're beautiful.
-(Nai Nai speaks Mandarin)
-No, I love you.
CHUNGSING:
Ddi?
What?
Hmm?
(upbeat music playing quietly
over computer)
Look.
Did you know that
I like to do the dance...
CHRIS:
Uh...
I look stupid.
Every day, go to school,
do the dance, talk the girls
Exercise,
be the good guy...
CHRIS:
Nothing.
Mom, j-just stop nagging me.
(sighs)
Get off the dance floor
and start doing your chores
It's Sunday afternoon!
("Sunday Afternoon"
by Jon Lajoie playing)
(boys clamoring)
It's Sunday afternoon...
(yelling wildly)
Yeah! Korea, number one!
(yelling wildly)
COLIN:
Who's up?
-(boys exclaims)
-BOY: Damn.
I'm thinking you.
Come on, get in here.
-Ooh.
-Can't handle this.
(mocking indistinctly)
-TYSHAWN: Fight!
-(bell dings)
(lively chatter)
-Hit him! Hit him in the chest!
-Think of Bruce Lee!
-Hit him in the chest!
-COLIN: Hey, no face shots!
-What the hell?
-My bad, my bad.
Go, Wang-Wang! (whoops)
It's Sunday afternoon
And there a few things
that I have to do...
-(boys groaning)
-Get off me!
Then I'll head
down to the mall...
COLIN:
What are you doing?
-(shouts) What the hell?!
-(slap lands)
-(boys exclaiming)
-Whoa!
-COLIN: He bit my nipple.
-You fucked him up.
Nai Nai.
NAI NAI:
Ddi?
Nai Nai, no.
Mom, I just told you I'm fine.
(phone chimes)
(phone clicks)
(message chimes)
-(whispers): Fuck.
-(message chimes)
(chuckles softly)
(crickets chirping)
(door creaking quietly)
(door closes)
(birds chirping)
-VIVIAN: Mom, can you not?
-Mom, umbrellas are for rain.
-VIVIAN: She's so annoying.
-CHRIS: So embarrassing.
(upbeat pop music playing
over speakers)
VIVIAN:
Can you not comment on my body?
God.
(Chungsing speaking Mandarin)
(man speaking Mandarin)
(skateboards rolling outside)
DONOVAN (outside):
Come on, Cory, keep up.
CORY:
Shut up, bro. I'm coming.
DONOVAN:
You hella slow.
NUGGET:
Hey, push faster. Come on.
CORY:
I'm not trying to drop my soda.
DONOVAN:
Why you always lag?
-Holy shit. -Oh, that was
sketchy, but I'll take it.
-Okay, okay.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
NUGGET:
All right, kick flip.
("66th Street" by Atmosphere
playing)
That's how it's done.
DONOVAN:
Wrap it up.
-NUGGET: Got lucky on that one.
-DONOVAN: (groans) All right.
What's up?
At a convenience store
Working the counter,
making minimum dough
Uh, hi.
Selling discount smokes
to the neighborhood folk...
(mouth full):
Hi.
These, uh...
These guys are really good.
Yeah. Yeah, you know, yeah.
Thank you.
You guys, like, sponsored?
-DONOVAN: Almost, bro.
-NUGGET: You wish.
I've been trying to get these
clips for this Berrics thing
that's coming up next month,
but we don't really have,
like, a filmer
-at the moment.
-NUGGET: Once we got them clips.
DONOVAN: I just need
like two more tricks
for my sponsor me tape,
and I'm good.
NUGGET: Oh, yeah.
After that, we going up.
-CORY: Oh, that's the dream,
bro. -Yeah.
I mean, um, if you guys,
like, need a filmer, I-I film.
-You film?
-Yeah.
-Like skateboarding?
-Yeah, skateboarding.
-You film skateboarding?
-I-- Yes, I film.
DONOVAN: It's kind of perfect,
'cause, uh,
we don't really kick it
with our filmer at the moment.
Oh. Yeah, what happened?
-That bro died.
-NUGGET: He's gone.
Yeah, rest in peace, bro.
Oh, yeah, I'm-I'm sorry.
-Bruh, I'm fucking with you,
bro. -(pats shoulder)
He fucked my girlfriend,
so we just kind of
stopped kicking it.
-He's dead to us.
-You know what I mean?
NUGGET: You let him
fuck your girl, bruh.
Hey, what's your name, man?
I'm, uh...
-I'm-I'm Chris.
-Chris?
Donovan, man. Pleasure.
This is Cory.
-Nugget.
-What's up?
DONOVAN:
All right, right on, man.
-We'll hit you up.
-Nice to meet you.
Just please do not
fuck my girlfriend.
Yeah, yeah.
Don't worry about it.
I got, I got a girlfriend.
-Oh, you...
-CORY: Oh, he got a shorty.
-Where you go get you a girl?
-DONOVAN: All right, man, well,
uh, you got, like, a YouTube
or something I could look up?
I'll check out your videos
when I get home.
Uh...
(grunting)
Fuck.
(boys shouting excitedly
over video)
(pained scream)
-It's lit.
-All right. All right.
-Go, go.
-Go, come on.
-Hey, yo, let's go. Inhale.
-I'll try it.
-Wow.
-Wu-Tang that shit.
-Wu-Tang it.
-(inhales sharply)
-Yeah! Yeah!
-No way!
-(mouse clicks)
-(delete sound effect plays)
-(laughing)
-Weighted.
Oh, Max. You are great.
Oh.
Ah.
CHUNGSING (laughs):
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
(Chungsing laughs)
Chris...
(chuckles)
FISH:
Yo, Wang-Wang.
What's up, fool?
Don't even trip, dude.
Fuck them hoes.
You a handsome
motherfucker, man.
You got strong-ass teeth.
You look good in shorts.
That's why Madi likes you, baby!
-(phone vibrates)
-(message chimes)
FAHAD: Dude, she sent you
a winky face.
Do you know what that means?
She wants your wang.
I swear to God on my life,
-she wants your wang.
-Bro, what? No.
Dude, she's probably
just trying to be,
like, nice or something, bro.
-Wow!
-No, she is not.
-You cannot take a hint.
-Bro, Madi could literally be
touching your shlong right now,
and you'd be like,
"Oh, guys, I don't know
if Madi likes me or not."
-It's so true, bro.
-Like, bro, come on.
You guys never take hints.
Dude, dude, she's definitely
just trying to be nice, bro.
-There's no way. -Shut the fuck
up. All right, respond.
-What are you gonna say?
-CHRIS: All right, um...
Uh-huh.
FAHAD:
Can you type any faster?
CHRIS:
Bro, hold on.
CHRIS:
All right, is that good?
Dude, no.
-Are you serious?
-Nah. -What?
Bro, oh, my...
For the love of God,
please let me
talk to her for you.
-No, bro. This is...
-What the fuck is that?!
-This is fine, bro.
-What is that?
No, it's not fine.
-You have no game, bro.
-Nah, bro.
-Come on, bro.
-Dude, come on.
I could get you this girl
right now.
-CHRIS: Bro, I...
-Dude, please.
One sentence. One sentence.
-Fine. One sentence.
-All right. Let's go.
-CHRIS: One.
-All right.
How about "get boba"?
Come on, that's good.
-Okay, cool. Fine. Whatever.
-All right. Cool.
Let's do this real quick.
-Bro! Bro, you can't...
-(laughing)
Dude, give me my fucking phone!
Hold his ass down!
Soup, hold his ass down!
-Hold him down!
-Give me my fucking phone back.
-Give me my fucking phone back.
-Oh, shit.
-Hold him down!
-Give me the phone, dude.
I'm not fucking playing around.
Give me the phone.
(groans)
Yo, what are you saying, bro?
-SOUP: Sound like a bitch, boy.
-CHRIS: Ow!
-No, what are you... -I thought
you were stronger than this.
-Come on.
-Little bitch, bro. (groans)
Oh, hi, Nai Nai.
Hey. Hello.
(clamoring continues)
Nai Nai, help.
-SOUP: Your boyfriend, sexy
time. -NAI NAI: Good friend.
SOUP: Come on,
dance for your grandma.
Nai Nai...
-I love you, too. -Bye-bye.
-CHRIS: Get off me.
FAHAD:
Done.
CHRIS: What did you say?
What did you say?
-Bro, come on!
-FAHAD: I don't know, dude.
-We'll find out.
-(groans)
-(phone chimes)
-Oh!
What? Wait, what'd she say?
-What'd she say?
-Oh, whoa.
Come on!
Just thank me later, bro.
(panting)
(upbeat music playing)
(gentle music playing)
NARRATOR (on video):
How to kiss like a pro.
Are you a good kisser?
Anybody can be
with the right technique.
Step one: clean your mouth.
Brush your teeth, floss
and use mouthwash.
Bad breath is the ruination
of kissing.
Step two: sit with your partner,
preferably in private.
Public displays of affection
may be fun for you,
but they make everyone else
uncomfortable.
You don't want to do that.
Step three:
relax and clear your mind.
Focus only on the person
in front of you.
Angle your face
to avoid crunching noses.
Lean into the person
until your lips touch.
Keep lip contact soft
and gentle in the beginning.
WOMAN (moans):
Oh.
NARRATOR: Step four:
open your mouth enough
to slowly slide your tongue
into your partner's mouth.
Just remember to keep it
slow and soft,
not darting or invasive.
Don't forget to breathe
through your nose.
Nothing ruins a good make-out
like falling unconscious.
MADI (imitating Yoda):
Do or do not.
There is no try.
CHRIS:
What was that?
(normal voice):
Yoda.
Oh, yeah, Yoda.
(chuckles): Have you
never seen Star Wars?
I've seen Star Wars.
What color's Yoda?
Uh...
I don't know. Like a...
-Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
-Like a...
um, like a metallic chrome?
-(laughs): A metallic chrome?
-Yeah.
No.
Like a-a... a bright yellow?
No, that-- no.
-Okay, I've never seen
Star Wars. -(laughs): Yeah.
How have you seen
A Walk to Remember
but not Star Wars?
I don't know. I think
my sister probably, like,
made me watch it or something.
I didn't realize
you had a sister.
Yeah, I have a sister.
She... older or younger?
She's older.
Nice.
I have an older brother,
so that's why...
-Yeah.
-...I was wondering.
Are you two close?
Um, yeah.
Yeah, I'd say so.
I mean, we were close
before he left for college,
so I don't really get
to see him that much anymore.
Are you close with your sister?
Yeah.
-Hey, I have a gift for you.
-A gift?
-A gift.
-For me?
-What is it?
-It's an eraser.
-MADI: An eraser?
-Yeah, it's got the big side,
-and then it's got...
-(laughs): The little side.
CHRIS: A little--
the roller side. It rolls.
-MADI: Oh, that's...
that's really cool. -Yeah.
Thank you.
-Yeah.
-I like it.
Can I ask you
a serious question?
Sure.
You've seen Jaws, right?
(sighs)
-No?
-No.
Wow.
Um, okay.
What about...
E.T.?
-Yeah, I've seen E.T.
-Okay. Okay, good.
Let's see who can do
a better E.T. impression.
Okay.
-You go first.
-You go first. Jinx.
Okay, now you have to go first.
-(sighs)
-(chuckles)
Okay.
Just an E.T. impression, right?
If you've seen the movie,
you'll know.
Yeah, I've seen the movie.
E.T.
Um...
(guttural groaning)
(both laughing)
You have not seen E.T. before.
I definitely have seen E.T.
No, you definitely haven't
if that was your impression.
That's the sound he makes at,
like, the end credits.
Yeah, okay.
You know...
...you're pretty cute
for an Asian.
Have you ever played
the nervous game before?
No.
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous?
(whispers):
Are you nervous?
-Yes.
-What?
Yes.
Oh.
Yes, I-I mean, I am nervous.
I just--
Can you, um...
-Sorry.
-Yeah, I-I'm sorry.
-No, it's okay, it's okay.
-Because I-I freaked out
-a little bit.
-It's okay. It's okay.
I'm just-- I-I'm sorry.
You don't have to apologize.
It's okay.
Really.
(sighs)
(lock clicking)
(door closes)
Where were you?
Nowhere.
Hanging out with Fahad and Soup?
-No.
-Okay, so what were you doing?
It's not like you have
any other friends.
And also, no one likes you.
Shut the fuck up!
Why are you always
so mean to me, huh?
What?
I can't wait for you to leave
so I don't have to see
your ugly face again.
(door slams)
(sighs softly)
FAHAD:
Bro, how'd things go with Madi?
-Good.
-What do you mean "good"?
Like, good or... good?
You know what I'm saying?
-She touched my wiener.
-No.
No way she gave you a hand job.
I'm fucking proud of you, dude.
For the first time in my life,
I'm actually proud of you.
Good shit, dude.
Finally.
(game chimes)
("Imaginary Girl"
by The Silver Seas playing)
Imaginary girl
This is a song for you
Sorry it took forever...
Oh.
Hurry up.
It was the least I could do
Better late than never
-Out of the water
-(camera clicks)
You appeared like
a dream to me...
ELLIE:
Oh, that's so cute.
JADE: Can you take a photo
of all of us?
And I wanna thank you
Imaginary girl
You really blow my mind
You got to be joking...
-(camera clicks)
-JADE: Wait.
Give us, like, a "one, two,
three" or something.
Come on.
Come on, bro.
Aren't you, like,
the camera guy?
One, two,
-three.
-(camera clicks)
-(laughter)
-(song ends)
FAHAD: Like, do they just
walk onto the crime scene,
-like, slip, like,
"Oh, shit. Fuck." -(laughter)
"What the hell is that?
Semen!"
It's like, dude, what are
burglars even doing these days?
How do you even think
of this stuff?
-You write what you know.
-Isn't that Dave Chappelle?
ELLIE:
We should look at those shoes
-that we saw at the mall
the other day. -JADE: Oh, yeah.
You're quiet.
FAHAD:
Yeah, quit being weird, bro.
-I'm not being weird.
-Just a little bit.
You're just kind of, like,
silent over there.
-Mm-hmm.
-Okay.
Um, do you have
any funny stories?
Uh...
FAHAD:
Why are you looking at me?
Uh...
There's-there's
the squirrel story.
Please don't do...
Don't fucking do that.
JADE: Wait,
what's the squirrel story?
FAHAD: It's nothing. It's just,
like, not a great story.
ELLIE:
No, no, no, tell us.
-You have to tell us.
-JADE: Yeah.
Don't listen to him.
What's the squirrel story?
JADE:
Go on, tell us.
Okay, well, um,
there-there's this,
there's this one time
we were, uh,
we were walking through
the park, you know,
and, uh, I saw this
dead squirrel on the floor,
and, uh, I thought it'd be funny
if I showed it to my friends.
So, um, I picked it up, and-and
I-I put it in my backpack,
and then, and then, you know,
we-we got to the park.
I-I pulled out the squirrel.
And it was, like, you know,
super dead and stuff,
-and they were like,
"Holy crap." -(camera clicking)
-I'm pretty sure that's dead.
-Bro, it's been dead.
And then after that, we're
gonna, we're gonna bury it.
You know?
But, uh, my buddy, Soup...
...he pours this, like,
energy drink
into the squirrel's mouth,
and then-then, like,
it starts, like, spazzing out,
it starts freaking out,
-and everyone's like...
-(boys scream)
And then my other friend,
he, like,
grabs it by the tail,
and he starts, like,
swinging it around
like Indiana Jones.
Looks like an absolute,
like, psycho, you know?
He's, like, chasing us.
We're running away from him.
(boys screaming)
-What the fuck?! Oh, shit!
-Yo.
CHRIS:
And then the-- and then, like,
the-the tail, like, pops off,
and then, like,
-the squirrel, like,
goes flying. -(squealing)
But he's-he's still holding,
he's still holding the tail.
-Just the squirrel, you know...
-(squealing)
-Like, you know? And...
-(boys screaming, shouting)
It was, like, really, really,
it was really crazy.
Um...
What the fuck?
JADE:
Wait, so did you bury it or no?
CHRIS: No, we, um, we put
it in someone's mailbox and...
-No, I would stop there.
-Okay.
Um, I'm pretty sure
that's animal cruelty.
You know her mom works
for PETA, right?
-She could send you to juvie.
-JADE: Mm-hmm.
Oh.
Okay. Sorry.
-Dumb bitch.
-Whoa. (chuckles)
JADE: Okay, I can't believe
you just said that.
CHRIS: What?
I don't know. I'm just kidding.
-Kidding?
-Uh, she called her that before.
-FAHAD: Bro.
-Like, I thought it was,
-like, her nickname
or something. -JADE: No.
Are you serious?
You think my nickname
is "dumb bitch"?
-Yeah. No. Sorry.
-FAHAD: No.
ELLIE:
I can't believe he said that.
-(horn honks)
-There's my mom.
Um, some friends
are coming over right now
to watch a movie,
if you want to come.
-FAHAD: Yeah, for sure.
-Uh, I think there's only room
for one more in the car, though.
-FAHAD: Oh, okay. Um...
-But if you want,
you could take the bus
and meet us there.
FAHAD: Dude, you're-you're cool
with taking the bus, right?
All right. Later, dude.
ELLIE:
Bye.
-(vehicle door opens)
-FAHAD: Yeah, go for it.
ELLIE:
Wait, can we tell Soup to come?
(vehicle door alarm beeping)
I'm so sorry.
(vehicle driving off)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Please enjoy
this Verizon ringback tone
while your party is reached.
CHUNGSING:
Ddi.
Ddi.
Fine.
Are you sad?
I'm fine.
(Chungsing sighs)
Can we fake it
Can we make believe?
-I'm so full of love
-(turns down volume)
It deeply sickens me
But all I can do
is close my eyes
-And cross my heart
-(turns up volume)
And hope to die
'Cause you don't
fucking listen...
-(turns down volume)
-Mom!
(Chris sighs)
(music continues quietly)
-Mom?
-Yeah?
Did you fart?
No.
Oh, my God, you farted.
-CHRIS: Unlock the window.
-(button clicking)
Well, uh, it's broken.
CHRIS:
It's broken? Oh, my God.
(laughs):
Sorry.
-It smells like shit.
-(Chungsing laughs)
(Chungsing breathing deeply)
(Chris groans)
-(Chungsing breathing deeply)
-Are you smelling it?
(breathes deeply)
(sighs)
MAN (over speakers):
Order number 42.
Ah...
-Ah.
-Hey. (laughing)
What are you doing?
MAN (over speakers):
Number 43, your order is ready.
You're so Asian.
MAN (over speakers):
Number 43.
Mom.
Stop.
Mom.
I told you this before.
I am not go--
TUTOR:
You're late.
Come sit down.
Josh, go back to work.
MAX (whispering):
Dude, stop.
Our moms are friends.
(mouse clicking)
(messages chiming)
(sighs)
(door closing sound effect
plays)
(message chimes)
Mom.
Mom, can you give me ride?
Mom?
-(Chungsing shouts in Mandarin)
-(plate shatters)
(whispering):
I'll take you. Come on.
(broken plate crashes
in trash can)
You okay?
Wait, this is where
you and your friends hang out?
Business parking lots?
-Yeah. You could just park
right over here. -Okay.
Okay.
Um...
Thanks for, uh, driving me.
No problem.
Um, I think I'm gonna stay out
for a while, too.
So just give me a call later
if you need a ride.
Or anything, okay?
Okay.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(boys chattering quietly)
-There he is. Sup, bro?
-Yo, bruh.
-What's good?
-How's it going?
-How's it going?
-Chillin'.
NUGGET: Yo, what's up,
what's up, what's up?
-How's it going? How's it going?
-Let's get these clips.
("Sacred Heart"
by Cass McCombs playing)
(camcorder beeps)
NUGGET:
Get that shit. Yep.
(whoops) Good shit, bruh.
CORY:
Right here.
NUGGET:
I mean, my shirt clean.
-Smell this shit. Fuck yeah.
-Hey.
NUGGET:
Like it, yeah.
Hey, Nugget,
look at this dick I drew.
Sacred heart...
(shouts, groans)
-The veins and shit in there.
-(laughs) Bro, what?
I got some ball sack.
NUGGET:
Hey, right here, right here.
-It's coming.
-(Cory laughs)
-Weak!
-Hey, run it back.
Hey, both of you guys.
-You, you and you. Out!
-Oh, my-- Come on.
-RENT-A-COP: I've seen you here
before. -How you doing, man?
Fun time is over.
-No, no, no.
-NUGGET: Hey, yo, Chris.
Film that shit.
Film that shit right there.
-You are done.
-"You're done, sonny son."
Yes, you.
Ah, right here, right here,
right here.
Yeah, land that shit.
-Yeah!
-Let's go!
-Go, go!
-(excited shouting)
Let's get the fuck out of here!
No, love doesn't always
Boomerang.
(song fades)
Bruh, that security guard
could not keep up.
You just juked
the fuck out of him, bro.
-We got to see that shit.
-(clicking)
You clipping your nails
back there, bro?
It's good, bro.
I'm catching 'em.
Way to kill the vibe, bro.
That's hella trifling.
You can't be doing shit
like that in people whip.
Bro, I got to cut my toenails,
I'm gonna cut my toenails, bro.
Hey, Chris, you got
that clip of me, though?
Oh, yeah, I-I got that clip.
-Yeah. -(laughter)
-That clip was killer as fuck.
-(excited chatter)
-Yeah, baby.
That shit was wet, bro.
That shit-- oh, man.
I got the throw-down, the jukes.
Stomped that shit, bolts.
That's my opener, man.
You were, like, you were, like,
all up in his face, too.
You know, you could've,
like, could've, like,
fucked him up or something.
("Sunshine" by Atmosphere
playing)
Yeah, I'm-I'm more about
peaceful shit.
-You know what I mean?
-Yeah.
Like, I'm on the Zen path.
(Nugget laughs)
Hey, you good to send me
that clip later, though?
Yeah, I'll-I'll send you
that clip.
I'm probably gonna, like, film
some other clips
before that, though,
and, like, edit it together,
you know, like, mix it up.
-Okay. -CORY: We got,
we got motherfucking
Spike Jonze or some shit
over here.
-About to edit that shit up.
-You a fucking hater, bro.
Hey, respect his craft, bro.
Chris, thank you
for pulling up on us today.
We-we really need you,
you know what I'm saying?
NUGGET:
Yeah, you been doing your thing.
I appreciate you for coming out.
CORY:
Yeah, that's what's up.
(song fades)
(door opens)
(door closes)
CHRIS:
Mom?
(keys clink)
Mama?
Nai Nai?
(clock ticking)
Mom?
(Nai Nai speaking Mandarin)
-CHRIS: Nai Nai!
-(door opens)
Nai Nai. What happened?
(Nai Nai speaking Mandarin)
-(Chris speaking Mandarin)
-(Nai Nai groaning)
Okay.
Hey, um, can you give me a hand
with something?
VIVIAN:
So... (sighs)
Who are those people
you've been hanging out with?
Friends.
What do you guys do
when you hang out?
Just skate.
Just skate?
Well, promise me
you won't do anything stupid.
Okay.
("Amarillion" by Datarock
playing)
NARRATOR:
Make sure to keep your subject
in the center of the frame.
DONOVAN:
Yeah, buddy. Let's go!
-Ah, that was it!
-Oh, come on.
I wanna hold
your hands tonight
(excited shouting)
-CORY: Back 'em up.
-DONOVAN: Let's go.
I wanna walk you home
from school
CHRIS:
Yo!
(laughs):
Yeah.
I wanna take you on a date
DONOVAN:
Nice.
Oh.
I wanna treat you
like a fool
DONOVAN:
You got it, bro. You got it.
Oh!
My good intention,
you'll see...
CHRIS:
Dude, that was buttery.
-(laughs) -Don't touch.
Don't touch. Don't touch.
'Cause I know
loving ain't easy
Although it's easy
on the eyes
Both when appalling...
CORY:
Why are you filming the plants?
CHRIS:
Uh, foreground.
-You look like a pervert.
-Oh.
Oh, dude!
-(laughs)
-(screams)
I want to see that thing.
What you got?
Uh...
(laughs) What the fuck?
(both blabbering)
(song ends)
FAHAD:
Hey, yo, Wang-Wang!
Yo, bro, what you doing here?
CHRIS:
Just hanging out.
With who, bro?
-NUGGET: Where the fuck is
he at? -(vehicle doors closing)
-Friends.
-(vehicle engine starting)
All right.
Where you guys headed?
CORY:
Come on, bro.
-(horn honking)
-Yo, let's go!
What are you waiting for?
To a party.
FAHAD:
Oh.
Yo, can we come?
CORY:
Hurry up! Let's hit it!
There's no room in the car.
CORY:
Come on.
Ah.
Um, it's-it's all right.
It's okay.
A-All right, see ya, bro.
("All Around the World"
by Zion I playing)
(lively chatter)
-Hey, Mack! Mack!
-Man, this place is cranking.
MACK:
Hey, yo, nigga, what's good?!
-(laughter) -Man, what took
your ass so long?
I'm eating lemon bars
in this bitch
for about three hours
with your granny.
-Shit's good as fuck,
though, really. -Sup, G?
Hey, what's good, bruh?
What's good, buddy?
-Yo, who the fuck is this?
-Th-This is Chris.
This is my filmer, bro.
He's cool. He's with me.
NUGGET: Little bro been
filming us, getting clips.
MACK:
Oh, shit!
Ain't you the nigga
that be filming for Bofa?
What's "Bofa"?
(boys chuckling)
Both of these nuts
in your fucking mouth!
(laughs) It's good, man!
DONOVAN:
Why you do him like that?
Move, move, move.
-Hella people here.
-Hey, bro.
CORY: Let me get
one of those lemon bars.
Sorry, coming through. Sorry.
Excuse me. Can I just...
("Dirty and Grimy"
by La Cosa Nostra playing)
(lively chatter)
(coughing)
(coughs, groans)
(song continues)
MACK (rapping):
I'm at your granny crib
And she fed me
all her lemon bars
-When you left the crib
-Where you been at?
You must've walked hella far
'Cause when you came back
I fucked granny hella hard.
-Hell yeah! -Whoa.
-(boys exclaiming, laughing)
-Hey, keep my grandma out of it.
-What you talking about?
-Come on, man.
-Ay, but, uh,
-I-I did that shit, though.
-You did not.
-Come on.
-(coughing)
Hey, you good? How the fuck
that shit taste, boy?
(coughing)
The hashish. Nigga, what?
I don't smoke no more.
MACK: Yeah, you a bitch.
I'll hit that, though. Come on.
This shit old, man, expired.
-Bro, you let that shit go out?
-You should, uh...
You should Wu-Tang it.
Wu-Tang it? Like the Clan?
Yeah, it's...
No, here, let me show you.
-Yeah, you rock that.
-Yeah.
I don't want to fuck it up, bro.
(inhales sharply)
-(coughing, hacking)
-(laughter)
This Asian motherfucker
just ate the roach!
-Nigga, what the fuck?!
-Shit, man.
Yo, what's your name, man?
-Chris.
-Chris? Hey.
(chanting):
Asian Chris!
BOYS (chanting):
Asian Chris! Asian Chris!
Half Asian. (coughs)
-What?
-Half Asian.
-Okay, nigga.
-All right.
(chanting):
Half Asian Chris!
BOYS (chanting): Half Asian
Chris! Half Asian Chris!
-(coughing)
-Half Asian Chris!
(voices distorting, slowing):
Half Asian Chris!
Half Asian Chris!
(heavily distorted chatter)
(distorted, slowed):
Bro, you good?
(distorted laughter, chatter)
Shit, man.
(distorted chatter)
(high-pitched voice):
Wang-Wang.
(footsteps scurrying)
Over here.
Why did you kill me?
I didn't want to die.
This is why nobody loves you.
Ha, fucker.
(squirrel yells)
(coughs, groans)
(knock on door)
VIVIAN:
Uh, I'm fine.
(Chris coughs)
(sighs)
(Chris gags, coughs)
Get it out.
(sighs)
Here.
Drink.
(panting)
Didn't I tell you
not to do anything stupid?
(Chris groans)
Please don't tell Mom.
VIVIAN:
Okay.
Bye-bye, Nai Nai.
Okay.
(both speak softly in Mandarin)
-Bye-bye.
-Bye-bye.
Um...
Bye, I guess.
Bye.
NAI NAI:
Bye-bye.
(engine starts)
(keys clicking)
-(phone vibrating)
-("Sunshine" ringtone playing)
My baby made me some coffee,
afraid that if I drink some
It's probably coming
right back out me
Couple of Advil,
relax and chill, at a stand--
(vibrating and music stop)
-Hello? -DONOVAN:
Yo, I think I'm near your crib.
Can we come over and look
at those clips real quick?
Uh, like, like, like, right now?
(knocking)
What's good, bro?
Where the bathroom at?
CHRIS: Uh,
just down there to the right.
NUGGET:
All right.
DONOVAN:
What's up, little bro?
-(hands clap) -Let's peep
these clips, G. -Okay.
Nice spot.
CORY: Hey, who did all
the paintings in your house?
CHRIS:
Um, my mom.
-CORY: Really?
-DONOVAN: "Wang Wang"?
-What's a Wang Wang?
-CHRIS: Uh...
CORY: Can I have
some of these apples?
Um...
-Yeah. Go for it.
-Okay. Thanks.
-Why are they in a dog bowl?
-All right, what I miss?
-Hey, you wash your hands?
-Nah.
-Mm, mm-mm. Get the fuck off.
-(laughs)
Bruh, I'm trying
to watch these clips.
That is nasty. You're nasty.
NUGGET:
Oh, my God, y'all some haters.
-All right. What we got?
-We're about to see the clips.
-NUGGET (over video):
Yeah, right here! -Come on.
-NUGGET: Yep.
-CORY: Oh. (laughs)
That spot was insanely crusty.
Yeah, we got that double.
NUGGET: I had to get that shit
out of the way.
-Go backwards.
-That shit was sick, huh?
-That shit was. You'll see.
-We get it done.
NUGGET:
I remember this day.
DONOVAN: It's a little shaky,
but it's-it's all right.
Every filmer has their bad days.
-It has a little bit of speed.
-On the frame.
Oh! Play that clip
where I fucking juked
that security guard.
We got to see that, bro.
I've been waiting
for so long to see that.
-The security guard, remember?
-The security guard. -Yeah.
-Put it on. Let's go.
-Oh, my fucking God.
-Pull that shit up.
-Let's go.
Pull it up.
What you waiting for? Come on.
-This is the one, man.
-Put that shit on right now.
DONOVAN:
Yeah, that one right there.
-Okay.
-NUGGET: Yep, here we go.
-DONOVAN: There it is. Shit.
-There she is.
You about to be famous
from this shit.
-Swear to God.
-DONOVAN: Swear.
NUGGET: Bruh, he was
all in the way, like, damn.
Watch this juke.
It's a NBA juke right here. Oh.
-NUGGET: Oh!
-Oh, shit, right here.
NUGGET:
Land it, land it. There you go.
-Here we go, here we go,
here we go. -(laughs) Great.
NUGGET (on video):
Man, fuck you! We're out!
RENT-A-COP:
Yeah, don't come back.
-Couldn't even see the board.
-Bro, what the fuck?
(quiet muttering)
All right, bruh.
All right, so check it out.
I'm no, like, filmer
or expert or anything,
but that's definitely
not usable.
DONOVAN: I thought you were,
like, a filmer, right?
CORY:
None of those are usable.
Yeah. I just...
I-I couldn't focus-up,
um, I'm sorry.
-DONOVAN: Damn.
-CHUNGSING: Ddi?
Oh.
Hi.
Ni hao.
Hello.
-Um, nice meet you.
-DONOVAN: Nice to meet you.
CHUNGSING:
I'm Chris' mother.
Hey, I really like
your paintings.
-Really beautiful, by the way.
-(chuckles): Oh.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
You notice.
Yeah, I love the colors
and stuff.
I-I paint all myself.
-CORY: That's cool. -DONOVAN:
Yeah, that's really nice.
CORY:
Wait, so, um, if you're Asian,
does that mean
your husband is white?
What?
My husband Asian.
DONOVAN:
How are you half Asian?
-CORY: Yeah, 'cause
you said that... -(stammers)
She's probably just forgetting.
Mom, just get out right now.
Mom, just get out--
Mom, get out! Mom, get out!
Uh, s-sorry.
I'm sorry you had to see that.
It's just--
she could just be, like,
super annoying sometimes
and... and, uh...
Dude, don't talk to your mom
like that.
NUGGET:
She wasn't even being annoying.
Like, what were you even doing?
CORY:
Man, this kid's kind of wack.
NUGGET:
Yeah, you're kind of right.
CORY:
Let's get the fuck out of here.
-(skateboard rolling)
-DONOVAN: Yo!
NUGGET:
Man, fuck you. We're out.
(Donovan whoops on video)
(sighs softly)
(messages chiming)
(sighs)
TUTOR:
Okay, let's take a quick break.
(quiet chatter)
(skateboard clattering)
MAX (quietly):
Josh, don't.
(Josh laughs, clears throat)
Yo, Chris!
What up, bro?
Doing some skate tricks?
Huh? (laughs)
Hey, can I ask you something?
Huh? (chuckles)
Are you nervous?
(scoffs, laughs)
Man, I didn't realize
you was such a G, bruh.
Hey, are you
a Fremont Asian Gangsta?
Yes or no?
Come on, man.
-Sure.
-Yeah?
Wait, hold on.
"Fremont Asian Gangsta."
Oh, wait.
So you're a fag?
(laughing) Oh, G--
Hey, that was good.
Oh, man.
No wonder
you wouldn't kiss Madi.
MAX:
You're gonna get me in trouble.
JOSH:
I got his ass hella good, bro.
MAX:
Yeah. Yeah.
-(Josh laughs)
-(footsteps running)
-(shouts)
-Bro, what the fuck?!
(Josh groaning)
(distant chatter)
(Chungsing panting)
Huh?
He started it.
Why the fuck
are you taking his side?
Why do you never listen to me?
I'm your son.
Yeah, well,
maybe if Dad raised me,
I would've been a better son.
But no, I'm stuck with you,
and you can't do shit!
Yeah, bullshit!
Dad's the one in Taiwan
making the fucking money
while all you do is
just sit at home
and draw fucking clouds!
No, no, I couldn't care less
whether you fucking leave,
'cause you're just
a fucking failed artist
and your stupid-ass
fucking drawings.
Not that I fucking care.
Ah, shut up! Shut up!
I'm sorry I'm not fucking Max!
I'm sorry I'm not
a fucking bragging right
-to your fucking friends!
-Ddi!
I'm not the fucking
embarrassment here!
You're the
fucking embarrassment!
I'm ashamed to be
your fucking son!
(Chungsing panting)
(footsteps running)
(panting)
(whooshing)
(panting)
(door rattling)
(sighs softly)
(birds chirping)
(sighs softly)
(door opens)
(door creaking)
(door closes)
(door creaking quietly)
(sighs)
Are you ashamed of me?
I ran away,
but you didn't even look for me.
"Mama, I just want
to let you know
that I hate you."
(speaks Mandarin)
(chuckles) Sometimes I dream.
I am so proud.
But sometime,
it's a little hard.
(chuckles softly)
ORTHODONTIST:
That's it.
(tooth squeaking)
PHOTOGRAPHER:
Ready? Smile.
(camera clicking)
And tilt your head a little bit.
-And three, two, one.
-(camera clicks)
Madi?
Oh, hi.
Hey.
Good luck.
What's up?
Nothing much.
Uh...
Did you, uh...
did you get a haircut?
No.
Right.
Uh...
I just...
just came over here to say
that I'm, uh, you know, sorry
for not texting you back.
Uh, I was kind of,
like, busy with, like,
you know, family stuff and...
...back-to-school shopping
and...
Uh...
Yeah, I...
You're a pretty cool person,
so I was just, you know,
wondering if you want to, like,
hang out again ever.
You, uh...
You punched my friend Josh
in the face.
Yeah. Yeah, I...
-Yeah.
-Okay, well, later.
(sighs)
("Golden Haze"
by Sasha Ljung playing)
Stay
Playing in a golden haze...
-BOY: So, free food.
-(lively chatter)
Ah, I like that. I like that.
(chatter continues)
Oh, I'll let you know
Oh, no...
WOMAN: Hi, guys.
Welcome to Visual Arts Club.
This year, we're doing a mural,
some more analog photography,
and we just got a big donation
of video equipment.
SOUP:
Yo, Wang-Wang!
So we're hoping to make
more video art...
Fantasies always tasted
Sweeter than a Faberg
Okay
Some things
you could never save
Horizon looking strange
I can't stay here
Today.
(song ends)
CHUNGSING:
Hi, Ddi.
Hai hai.
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, it-it was pretty good.
I, um, signed up for
Visual Arts Club.
-Oh.
-Yeah.
(door closes)
(snoring softly)
I've hated everyone I've ever
thought I'd ever been
Got lost in self-reflection,
sure, I often got it wrong
But lately I'm afraid
the damage done is all
It made me self-aware
and fucked up
From this trip I've been on
Every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
My hands have been
in a ghost land
I just don't wanna be
wrong again
I tend to circle
and nose-dive all the time
I used to sit around
Dissect my thoughts
until I drowned out
Every single sentence
I could never say out loud
One day, I hope to make it up
to everyone I punished
Droning on and on
about whatever again
Every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
I wanna get next to you
But I never know
what to say or do
With my eyes
and my hands and my body
I just wanna get next to you
I've hated everyone I've ever
thought I'd ever been
One day, I hope
to make it up to myself
Every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
My hands have been
in a ghost land
I just don't wanna be
wrong again
I tend to circle
and nose-dive all the time
I wanna get next to you
But I never know
what to say or do
With my eyes
and my hands and my body
I just wanna get next to you
But every time I talk
It's the talking
that drives you mad
Every time I stop
It's the silence
I can't withstand
My hands have been
in a ghost land
I just don't wanna be
wrong again
I tend to circle
and nose-dive all the time
I've hated everyone I ever
thought I'd ever been
One day,
I hope to make it up
To myself.
(song ends)