Dogs on the Sendero (2024) Movie Script
1
First social media video ever!
What's up?
- It's Gina coming at you live
from Upstate, New York.
- Shit!
- Do you want that information out on the internet?
- Hey. Mm.
- Right.
Come on, man!
You are
a very interesting person.
Have a nice summer.
Yo! What up?
It's Big G coming at ya.
Oh, fu-- this is live!
It just--
And it's out there now.
And there's
my brilliant graduate.
You look so smart.
Say something smart.
Oh, man, my tie broke!
So much stupid.
- Mm. Um...
um--
- There me go.
Oh, I feel like we've been
waiting for this for so long.
We're adopting
our first child today.
Oh, my God,
there she is.
H-- hi, Rosie!
Hi!
Hi! Oh, my God!
- I'm so happy.
- Oh, my goodness.
So, this year, instead of buying
each other Christmas presents,
we decided to do
what we love most,
which is travel.
So, where to first?
Nice ocean bungalow in Fiji
or, like,
a tropic Hawaiian vacation?
No. We're freaking poor
'cause we're teachers,
so we're headed to Quebec
to see the ice and snow.
I-- I'm excited!
We've been waiting
at the border for so long,
I've turned into an old man.
Oh, and you too.
- Yeah! I just wanna go
to Canada...
...and see my neighbors
to the north!
Wow! Look how beautiful!
Here we are at the Ice Hotel.
Htel de Glace.
- Absolutely beautiful.
Hey, Gigi.
Gigi, say...
-This is incredible.
-Mm-hmm.
Wish we could
just drive everywhere.
- See everything.
- Yeah.
Flying is for the birds.
We did it, Rosie. We did it!
We got an RV.
Are you ready to go
on adventures?
Wow! Look how good
it looks in here!
We put so much work into this.
Looks good. Yeah?
-"We," huh?
-Look at the lamp shade
I picked out.
Pretty nice, right? Oh, jeez--
Well, he'll fix that.
Oh, shit!
- So, when do you think
we'll be done?
So, we are learning
about national landmarks
in class this week,
and I asked my students
where in America
they'd like to travel to,
and they all said
Disney World or Universal
at first, of course,
but then we broadened
our horizons
and I got
some pretty incredible answers.
Here is Henry's drawing
of the Cadillac Ranch.
It's a real place
in Amarillo, Texas,
with a bunch of cars,
just half stuck in the ground.
...she wrote,
um, "drowr."
This is, like, a big dresser,
but there's actually
the world's largest
chest of drawers
in North Carolina.
It's my absolute favorite.
So, apparently Nicolas Cage
has a giant pyramid tomb
in a New Orleans cemetery.
This is true, I looked it up.
And, uh, how do these kids know
this stuff?
They're kindergartners.
But... check this out.
Using some
of my kids' suggestions
and after doing
a little research of my own,
I have devised
the most expeditious route
across the United States
for our trip this summer!
Wow, that's amazing!
Sol, you weren't supposed
to see this yet.
Holy cow,
this is phenomenal!
- Man, you put a lot of work into this.
- -Yeah, I know.
It was gonna be
your birthday present.
Oh, so does that mean
I'm not getting
a birthday present?
No.
This say Nicolas Cage pyramid?
Okay! Let's go!
How is it only Wednesday?
Did we leave
the garage door open?
-Oh, my God!
-What?
You do this, like, every day.
Although, now you got me
second guessing
if it went down or not.
I just worry about the baby.
Uh, my mom was telling me
about these people
that went on vacation,
and the cleaning lady
stole the dog from the room.
That sounds like a story
from one of your mom's soaps.
I'm just-- I'm asking her
to drive by and check.
No! 'Cause then she's gonna go
inside and find, like,
dust or crumbs
or something and say
that we live like animals.
All right. Come on, let's go.
Ooh, you better stop that
right now.
- Seriously?
- In front of a school?
Shame on you!
- Disgraceful.
- Shut up!
Yeah, it was
a wonderful weekend. I,
I-- I had a great time,
- anyway.
Thanks for the tip.
- Glad you did.
-Good morning-- Good morning!
-Good morning, ladies!
-How are we?
-Morning!
Get in, get in!
Everybody, get down! Get down!
Okay, everybody stay low,
stay quiet.
We practiced this, remember?
...okay, it's okay, it's okay!
Attention. Lockdown, lockdown.
Lock the doors.
Stay away from the windows.
It's okay.
It's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.
- It's the cops.
The cops are here.
It's okay, all right?
Don't worry,
the cops are gonna save us.
I'm don't wanna die.
I want my mom.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's gonna be all right.
- Guys!
Turn off your phones!
Put 'em on silent!
Hide your screens,
we need to be invisible!
Drop it! Get down!
It's okay! Cops are here.
Cops are here.
- Mr. Queda!
- Hands up, guys, hands up!
-...this way.
-Come on, guys.
Come on. Come on.
Come on, come, come!
Come on. Guys, guys!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Go, go-- come back,
come back, come back, c--
Come on,
we gotta stick together,
we gotta stick together.
- Good, good. It's good.
See, the cops are here.
- I lost my glasses--
It's all-- it's all right,
we'll find them,
we'll find them.
We'll find them.
- You see Gina?
- No one-- No, no, I haven't.
I'll be right back.
G-- uh, Mrs. Queda's class,
you see Mrs. Queda's class?
- No, I haven't.
- I haven't, I haven't.
- No, I haven't seen her.
- I haven't seen her.
- I don't know where she is.
- No?
Uh--
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
- Sir, please.
- N-- Gina!
- That's my wife, man, that's my wife!
- Sir--
Sir, they're doing
everything they can.
You need to get back
and let them work.
- Look, stop. Please!
- Sir, please.
Stop it! God!
- No--
Get him out of here!
No! Gina!
All right, guys.
Hey, everybody, um,
settle down. Settle.
- Hey--
- Guys, take your seats.
All right.
- So, uh...
- let's talk.
So, last week of school,
is there any questions
you guys have?
I mean, maybe there's something
that you wish
that we further expanded on
during the year?
Honestly, anything at all.
I mean, we're finally free
of the standardized curriculum.
Is there something you wish
that we could, uh,
further explore?
So, why'd that kid
kill your wife?
My dad says you're one
of those people who wanna give
all of our guns
to our government now.
Get out.
You wanna
write a principal's note?
I don't care where you go,
just leave.
You know, I watched a video
about bats the other night.
You guys wanna learn about bats?
I had no idea
how many species there were.
They're fascinating creatures.
Let's check it out.
What do you guys say?
Mm-hmm.
-Can you believe this shit?
-What happened?
They're trying to force
some of the older faculty
into early retirement.
Mr. Grady only had
five more years.
He could've retired
with a full pension.
Can they do that?
Where the hell is our union?
What union? It's a joke!
Nobody cares about us.
Even if we were organized,
what can we do?
It's not like we can
legally strike in this state.
Let's face it, if we go,
they'll just post our jobs
the next day.
-Michelle!
-What?
Oh-- oh! Oh, I h-- Oh! Oh.
Good afternoon, everyone.
Thank you for coming out today.
It certainly has been
a long year.
We've been through a lot.
I guess
I'll just get right into it.
I'm sure many of you are aware
by now that last night,
the community voted
in favor of a merger
between Hunter Elementary
and Remington Elementary.
It's been a long time coming.
However, this change
is a good change.
It has strengthened bonds,
saved jobs,
and balanced the budget.
Change is good.
Major shifts already began
to take place,
and throughout the summer,
it will continue.
So for that,
we ask all faculty and staff
begin to start packing
their rooms
-in preparation--
-What? We're changing rooms?
Why don't the Hunter teachers
do all the moving around?
They're moving too,
not just us. And for that,
- we've acquired
a generous amount of boxes.
- Boxes--
- Please,
please, everyone.
-Please let me finish.
-Guys, will you let him finish?
Listen to him now.
Of course he's not worried
about losing his job.
- What the hell did you just say?
- People, please! Please!
If you don't think this man
feels exactly as we all do,
then you're dead wrong.
Yeah, all of us,
Mark, you shithead.
One school
only needs one principal.
Yes, this is true.
I may not be with you next year.
However, the changes
that are being made
protects your job
and prevents you from having
to teach in a classroom
filled with 30 or 40 kids.
No one said
it was gonna be easy,
but we will push through
and get through this together.
Now, if I may continue.
Mr. Toppan.
What can I do for you guys?
Hi, I'm Zachary's mother, Jane.
-Your name is Jane Toppan?
-Yes. Why?
Oh, 'cause-- Uh, never mind.
Here, have a seat.
I'm, uh, here to talk
about the grades
that you gave Zachary on his...
...last report card.
Well, they're not the grades
that I gave Zach,
they're the grades
that he earned.
Well,
here's the thing.
Zachary's starting football
this summer,
and the coach refuses to give
any of the kids playing time
- without a C average.
- Yes, ma'am.
-Well, I don't agree with that.
-Oh, me either.
I think they should
at least have a B minus.
I really don't think it's fair
to hold these kids
to such standards this year,
considering the tragedy
they all went through.
Unbelievable.
Excuse me?
Mrs. Toppan,
Zach wasn't even here that day.
Well, there's
no attendance record
to reflect that,
how can you be so sure?
Because I remember everything
that happened that day.
Well, it was a horrible thing
that happened, and,
and we've suffered
just as much as anybody else.
I assure you,
ma'am, you have not.
Mom, this is Mr. Queda,
you know?
Oh. Um--
I'm sorry. I--
I, I didn't realize.
Of course not. How could you?
This is the final week
of the school year,
and despite my many efforts,
this is the first time
that you and I have met.
- Well, I am a single mother.
- Yes, ma'am.
We live in a very
disenfranchised area,
and many of my kids come
from broken homes and hardships.
But astonishingly, Zach is
the only student in my class
who has completely failed.
Oh!
So that's my fault?
Well, yeah.
How dare you!
Mrs. Toppan,
I have reached out to both you
and Zach's father
on many occasions.
I've called,
I've emailed, I've texted,
I've sent letters home
addressing all of my concerns.
You say that you care
about your son's education,
but I'm sorry,
that just does not ring true.
Who the hell
do you think you are?
I'm just a teacher,
and I've done
everything that I can,
but my influence ends
as soon as that bell rings.
Yeah, well,
don't flatter yourself.
Playing videos is not teaching.
Vampire bats?
It's not even real.
You told your mom
about vampire bats?
You tell her
how they got their name?
Go ahead.
Well, it's not like
they bite people on the neck
or anything like that.
They come out at night and go
after sleeping horses and cows.
They fly on to their backs, or--
and this part's really neat!
They crawl to them and, like,
suck out all their blood
and everything.
It's the only thing
they eat. Blood.
It's called hema--
hema-- hemataphy!
Hematophagy.
Yeah, it's a tough word.
I stand corrected.
Mrs. Toppan,
Zach isn't ignorant.
He's not learning disabled.
And he's not scared. He's lazy.
There are consequences
for our actions, young man,
or in this case, your inaction.
I don't-- I can't grade
what I don't have.
If he would've just turned in
a piece of paper
with nothing more
than his name at the top of it,
I would've given him something.
Believe me, I've been more
than lenient this year.
But the average of zero is zero.
Now, it's far too late
to do anything
about your grades this year,
but there's still time
to enroll in summer school,
and we've got plenty of time
before preseason practice
even starts.
If you can apply yourself
in summer school...
- ...and write me a 2000-word
essay on vampire bats,
-I will speak to Coach Mike
about letting you play.
-2000 words?
Hey, you want something?
You gotta earn it, pap.
Show me and Coach Mike
that you deserve it.
Zachary, say thank you.
-Zachary, say thank you.
-Thank you, Mr. Queda.
You're welcome.
Oh, and this one's for you.
You should definitely check out
the chapter about Jolly Jane.
Oh. Thank you.
What a day, huh?
Sunshine, 78 degrees.
Well done, Mother Nature.
You really couldn't ask
for better.
Especially for those of you
who just slam the locker shut
for the last time this year.
That's right, school is out,
and my friends, that means
the good times are in.
We've got your chance to win
water safari tickets
coming up in just a f--
Hi!
Oh, my goodness! Hi!
Oh. Thank you.
Oh, Rosie!
What are we gonna do
with all this stuff?
You hungry? Come on.
Oh.
No, no, no.
Mom, will you stop?
You're acting like I got
a divorce or she left me,
and I need to move on! Enough!
I know, mijo. I--
I just wanna take care
of you, I miss you!
I just wish I could rewind back
to when you were a little boy.
Yeah--
I know.
I--
Oh. Hey, Mom, I'm--
I'm sorry, lemme call you back.
I, I gotta get this phone call,
it's, it's really important.
-Okay. Love you, my baby.
-I, I know, I love you too.
Bye-bye.
Hey, what's up, man?
Hey, not much, man.
What are you doing?
Nothing, just talking to my mom.
-What's happening?
-Nothing.
- Are you drunk?
- Shut up, fool.
Where is Cherri and the kids?
They're upstairs.
Oh, so you're just downstairs
in your basement,
getting drunk by yourself
like a weirdo?
Look. I have
to tell you something.
Oh, no. Are they letting you go?
No. Actually,
that's the good news.
You are now talking
to the new principal
of the newly founded
East Valley Academy.
Oh, thank God, that's great!
- East Valley Academy, huh?
- Yeah.
They're trying to add
some prestige,
so we're having a meeting
next week about the mascot.
Hmm. How about
the "East Valley Eagles"?
Shit. Lemme write that down.
It's pretty good, right?
It's a hell of a lot better
than the Roadrunners,
that shit didn't
even make sense.
There's no roadrunners up here,
yet there are plenty of coyotes.
Like, they were that close,
and they just missed it.
-So what's the bad news?
-Huh?
You said, "No,
that's the good news."
So what's the bad news?
Ew. You're not having
another kid, are you?
You're funny.
Jesus, Benny, what's going on?
Wait. Am I losing my job?
No. I said no one else
will lose their job
and I meant that. But...
...there is
major changes coming.
And, um...
...and you won't be teaching
the fifth grade anymore.
All right.
Shit.
So what?
Am I moving down to second?
-Taking over for O'Grady?
-No.
Oh. Going higher up?
You put me in sixth?
Oh, my God,
can you please give me
the same exact class
that I had this year?
Oh, that would be
the best prank ever!
Could you imagine the look
on their faces?
You're going to kindergarten.
-What?
-I'm sorry.
It's the only thing that works
to keep everyone employed.
Sol?
Sol?
Evening, Sol! Come in!
Oh, shit!
Damn!
- What the fuck?
- Bath time!
You giving me Gina's job?
I'm sorry. It's the only way
this works, all right?
Michelle and Eric,
they're certified
to teach higher grades,
so I can move them up
to middle school.
Julie is certified
to teach special ed.
That leaves one open space.
I also gotta think about
the 100 teachers coming in
that have seniority over you.
You're certified
to teach K through sixth,
this is the only way this works.
I tried everything!
This can't be happening.
Do you know
how screwed up this is?
Look, man.
Sol, I'm sorry, man, I tried!
I tried hard!
There's nothing I can do
to make sure
everyone keeps their job.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry, man!
I don't know
what else to do, man.
And that makes three.
Sol?
Oh, come on, dude! Hey.
It's summer, we don't have
to get up early anymore!
Come on,
let's just sleep today. Come--
come on,
come back to bed. Come here.
Really?
Oh, God, Rosie!
I swear to Christ, if you were
capable of feeding yourself, I--
Yeah, you're right,
I won't even finish the thought.
All right, come on.
Whoa! Did someone
go poop in here?
Oh, my goodness. Ugh!
Rosie!
That turd is as big as you are!
You need a new pad.
Come on, let's get a treat!
You ate that already?
Jeez, you gotta chew, dude!
Stop eating like a duck.
What do you wanna
go outside for?
You already pooped.
What the hell is this?
Oh, I am not going to this.
I'm not going to this.
R-- will you just let me be
a miserable piece of shit today?
- Hey, what's up, Sol?
- Oh, shit.
Uh, hey!
-What's going on?
-Just about to start
getting ready here.
So all that stuff's still
going on today, huh?
Yeah.
Uh, y--
do you still need me there?
Dude, you--
Dude, you cannot bail
on my kid's baptism.
All right? You're
the freaking godfather,
for crying out loud.
Okay. Yeah, you're right.
I'm, I'm sorry, I--
It's really not that formal,
okay? It's just gonna be
a couple
of my family members and us.
-That's it.
-Do I need to bring anything?
No! No, just--
just show up, okay?
A-- and don't text me in an hour
with some lame excuse
for not being there, okay?
-This is important.
-All right! Jeez!
Sorry. Sorry, just--
Erica's been crazy
about this all week,
so you know how it is.
-Shit. I-- I'm so sorry.
I didn't--
-I'm gonna go.
I'll see you soon.
You think you're funny,
don't you, you little jerk?
All right, come on,
let's get ready.
- Dude!
-Uh, well, you said this wasn't gonna be that formal!
Yeah, not that formal.
It's somewhat formal.
Why the hell--
- Why the hell do you have your dog with you?
-Well, I don't know, man,
-I just--
-No wonder you've never been
to one of these!
No! I-- I was baptized in a lake
by a guy dressed
like a caballero.
Whatever. Fine. Just-- Come on.
Look, can we do something
about the dog?
Oh, I don't know, man. She's,
she's pretty chill where she is.
You gotta hold Nicky
while Father McNamara
gives the sacrament.
- Oh, okay.
- We'll take her!
Oh, lemme see your hands.
Lemme see your hands.
Ew! Not you. Go wash your hands.
- Sol! You can't tell the kids...
- What?
...that only some of them
can pet her.
The hell I can't.
We just took a bath.
You know how hard
she makes grooming?
"We"?
-Just put this on.
-Oh.
Okay, so, um, now what?
What, Erica?
Could you at least
pretend to care?
I'm sorry,
were there study materials
I was supposed to review?
-That's not the point!
-Well, what is the point,
then? Why am I here?
-It's Gina you wanted, not me!
-Guys, come on.
Yo-- why-- why don't you
just pick someone else?
-I'm not even Catholic!
-Doesn't even matter.
- Uh, yeah, actually it does.
- It does?
-You don't even know?
-It's fine. Forget it.
Jen's husband, Rob, would be
more than happy to step in.
You already had someone else?
Wha-- what was
the point of all this?
We were just trying to do
the right thing here.
By who? Not by him!
Something happens
to the two of you,
and he ends up with me?
With me?
Well, he-- he'd probably end up
with Erica's parents, but--
Nope. No, you're right.
Here.
Come, Rosie.
Oh! I don't know.
Should I feel bad?
Rosie.
Hey! I think the plates came.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah!
Hey.
Hannah.
-That's her name!
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
-Ah. She is a Hannah!
I could totally see her.
Wide hips,
long hair in the middle part,
freckles,
walking through a field
on a sunny day. No bra.
-Big old titties bouncing
a little with each step.
-Mm.
We still talking about the RV?
Hey, I would know.
I was just looking up
under her skirt.
Okay.
Oh.
Except you're, like,
kinda spot on.
I know, right?
- It's like,
she doesn't like to smoke weed,
- but she'll eat it
every now and again.
She'd definitely never
go through with it,
but there is a small part of her
that's curious about girls.
Yeah, she wears, like,
a big brown vintage belt
with almost every outfit.
Her favorite drink is
cream soda,
but she calls it pop.
Yes.
All right.
Come on, you little brat.
Go make yourself useful.
Go find some mice.
Well, Rosie Bear, looks like
we got some work to do.
Oh, my God! Since when?
Rosie!
How did you even--
Jesus!
What-- are there more?
You-- you're gonna-- All right.
So you're gonna actually need
a, a, a long socket wrench
in order to get this.
My cousin Darrell took mine.
It's, like, he takes everything.
My wife included.
Now it's, it's gonna be...
it's gonna be ba-- back here.
- Come on now.
Come on-- come on.
- What the hell is that?
- All right. Yeah, so it's gon--
it's gonna be that one...
- ...round there. You know--
- What?
Uh, I th-- I think
I got that in focus--
Oh, you think
it's on the other side?
- ...socket, uh, uh, bull.
- All right.
- There. Now--
- Oh. All right.
So what? You the expert now?
- You don't even have thumbs.
- Come on!
- Come on, now--
- Oh, shit.
Shit.
Sol, your face mask!
Can you bend down a little bit?
He's wearing a sorting hat
from Harry Potter.
Ravenclaw!
Hufflepuff!
"The adventure begins."
Okay.
Yeah.
All right, Rosie.
Here goes nothing.
Whoo!
Looks back in power, Rosie!
Oh, baby!
Oh,
I'm sorry, mama, it's okay.
All right, come here.
-Carmella. Hi.
-Hi, Sol.
Jeez, Hannah s-- sounds
like she's running pretty well!
Yeah, I think we're gonna
be ready to go. Rosie!
-Rosita! Oh!
-Come say "hi" to grandma.
Hi! I missed you, stinky.
- Oh!
She loves her grandma.
- Oh. Oh.
I'm sorry
that we haven't
been around lately.
I know.
Sounds like
you're planning a trip.
Uh, yep.
Where to?
We're gonna follow Gina's route.
Oh!
It's quite an adventure.
-Hmm.
-Are you sure
Hannah's up to the task?
Yeah, I think so.
She feels pretty tip-top.
Hmm.
You know, why don't you leave
Rosie with me?
I mean, then you could go
on all those crazy adventures
that the two of you
talked about, you know?
And you don't have
to worry about the baby.
That's, that's okay.
She'll be fine.
Well, you can't leave her
in there.
What if you wanna go somewhere
where they don't allow dogs?
Well, then I, I just
won't go to those places.
I don't mind, Sol.
I really appreciate it, but--
But?
You're not coming back.
I can't.
I can't.
It's okay. It's okay.
Just remember I'm here.
I'm always here.
I love you.
Be careful.
All right.
I think that's everything.
Yeah. You ready?
Okay.
Okay, Rosie, here we go.
Buckle up!
Hey, kids!
Do you know the days--
-Ew. What is this?
-...of course you do!
Oh, it's your mom's
kindergarten music.
How do you--
How do you--
How do you change this?
Oh, shit! Shit!
Oh!
Sorry.
- You okay?
- Great job, everybody!
-Okay. Where did--
-Let's do it again!
Where did it--
okay, forget it.
Oh, my God.
Yeah!
Are there vampires about?
Oh! Sweet rig, man.
Thanks.
You closing up shop already?
Yeah, I keep the pumps on
at night, but...
...you don't get a whole
lot of business around here.
You mind if I take a picture?
Uh, yeah, yeah. Go ahead.
Excellent!
Thanks, man!
Have a good night!
Jesus Christ!
Oh, no.
Shit.
Shit.
Uh, don't worry,
Rosie, we got this.
Uh, it's gonna take
a while, though.
- Right.
- All right.
Come here. Thank you.
You know, Sol, I was thinking...
...we have a cr--
-It's bad luck, you know. Mm-mm.
-Oh, we wouldn't want that.
Stupid brain! Oh, that was mean!
I'm sorry. You're okay.
Oh.
Come on.
Hey, we did it!
Awesome.
Okay. So it's either
the alternator or the battery.
We got a full tank of gas
and a few hours to go.
It's a good chance
if I turn this engine off,
it's not gonna
turn back on again.
So let's hit it.
What are you doing?
What's the matter?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Rosie, just hold on, baby!
I-- there's an exit
right up here, just hold on.
I'm sorry, baby,
hold on!
Look at that.
Look at that.
Oh, Rosie!
Hey, flatlander.
Why don't you take a picture?
It'll last you longer.
Oh, no. I-- I'm sorry,
I wasn't-- um--
I-- I didn't mean--
Sorry.
Jeez. Uy,
did you hear that accent?
That Maine accent was thick!
What would you sound like
with a Maine accent?
I'm glad
you don't have a Maine accent.
Come on, let's go. Come on!
Come on, let's go! Come on!
God, that's a cute dog.
Ready? Here you go!
- Hey, Jamie!
- Hello, Mr. Q.
Hi, Rosie! The auto parts store
dropped this off for you.
Oh, sweet!
Well, looks like I got
my afternoon planned.
Why don't you just take it
to a mechanic?
Why pay somebody for something
you could do yourself?
You know how to do that stuff?
- Uh, I've learned.
- Cool.
Would you like
to help me with this?
- Really?
- Yeah, why not?
I'll show you the power
of the 454, brother.
Um, I can't, sorry.
I've got too much work to do.
- Where is everybody?
- What do you mean?
Like, I haven't seen
another employee
since I've been here.
You can't be running
this place by yourself.
-Where are all the adults?
-My dad's around.
Did I do something wrong?
No, of course not!
You've been great.
I-- it's just--
I don't know,
you're so young, and--
Never mind.
I better get to it. Thanks.
Get in here.
- Sorry,
I didn't mean to.
No, Jamie! Just perfect timing.
- I could really use your help
with this thing.
Cllate, Rosie. Come on in.
You got small hands,
help me out with this.
Go and have a seat.
All right,
here's what we're gonna do.
I'm gonna take
this big metal rod here.
Gonna put it right in here,
I'm gonna use this point
right there as a fulcrum.
So-- all right, go ahead
and pull our lever into place.
-Go ahead and pull it
toward you.
-Okay.
- That's it. As hard as you can,
you're not gonna break it.
All right. All right, let go.
Yeah, I think we got it!
Awesome! That'll work! Good job!
- What did we just do?
- We just changed an alternator.
So, when the engine starts,
it turns this main pulley here,
which then turns the pulley
on the alternator
by way of this
little rubber belt,
which then powers the battery
through this wire here.
Oh, God. Tighten that.
You tighten that for me?
Go ahead. Yeah, right in there.
Yep.
Perfect. That'll do it.
That little tiny wire
runs right into the battery,
which starts the engine.
Go ahead and start her up.
-Me?
-No, Rosie.
Yeah, of course you!
Go on. Keys are in it.
Yeah! Give it some gas!
All right. Kill it.
Awesome! Good work!
-We did it!
-Now what?
So, now Rosie
and I run this old alternator
back to the parts store,
and then we move on
to our next destination.
- Th-- that's it?
- That's it. Thanks for all
your help, I appreciate it.
Lemme pay you back.
I'll buy you a burger
while I'm in town.
Nah, that's okay, I--
S-- sorry.
I've gotta go.
- Morning, Scan Crown!
How can I help you?
Yes, sir. We'll see you
next Saturday. Safe journeys.
You better be careful.
You get the highest score,
aliens are gonna come down
and ask you to save
the universe.
Daddy's funny.
Jamie?
Uh...
Oh, well.
What's the matter?
What?
What? Have we got another mouse?
What you barking at?
What's wrong, dude?
Who the hell is that?
What is that? Okay, hold on!
All right! I'm gonna shoot it...
...and then I'm gonna stab it!
Don't shoot.
Who is that? Who are you?
Mr. Q, it's me.
Ja-- Jamie? Jamie!
Get-- Come on, get out of there!
What the hell were you thinking?
What do you think
you're doing here?
Do you know
what this looks like?
Do you know how much trouble
you could get me in?
No, of course not!
'Cause you kids, you don't--
you don't think of anything!
You just act on whatever idea
or stupid impulse
pops into your head
without any regard
for anyone else!
I'm sorry.
You're sorry? Oh, God.
What-- I don't--
What did you think
was gonna happen?
You were just gonna
pop out of there
like a goddamn birthday cake,
and I was gonna be stoked
for the company?
You don't even know me!
I could be some kind of weirdo
who, who eats kids!
You're not a weirdo. The way
you treat Rosie, you're nice!
Because I have a tiny dog?
Buffalo Bill had a tiny dog,
and he wore people's skin!
Who's Buffalo Bill?
What are you doing?
Looking up the campground,
so I can get ahold
of your parents.
You don't need to worry
about getting into trouble
because nobody gives a shit!
Oh-- oh-- hold, hold on.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hold, hold on. Hey, hey.
No. Just leave me alone.
I thought you were different.
I just wanted
to get out of there.
My mom left, so why can't I?
Why do I have to stay?
I've gotta work all day
while my dad just sleeps.
So we have a place to live.
So he has a place to watch TV!
I do everything!
I'm the kid, I'm not the parent!
Whoa. Okay.
Listen. It's okay.
Just-- come here.
Come have a seat.
-It's not fair.
-I know, I know.
So, what's wrong with your dad?
Does he hurt you?
No.
Ever since my mom left,
he just does nothing.
He's on-- is he taking anything?
-Is he, like, on pills or drugs?
-I don't think so.
-You two don't talk much, huh?
-There's never a time to.
He's always asleep.
All right. It's okay.
Come here.
She's so soft.
It's an awful lot of weight
for the shoulders
of someone so young.
Here. This should still be warm.
There. I'll take her. You eat.
Thank you.
There's a way out,
but this ain't it.
Your dad, he doesn't sound
like a bad guy.
Although it does seem
like he's dealing
with some serious
manic depression issues
that he should
probably seek help for.
But I bet
he truly cares about you.
No, he doesn't.
I bet the farm you're wrong.
That being said,
there is one person
that you're gonna be able
to rely on for a really
long time,
and that's yourself.
The way out is to keep
your head down and study hard,
whether it be in school
or through a trade.
That's your answer? School?
Look, I get it.
School sucks,
and college is expensive,
it's not for everybody.
But there's a l--
high schools that offer
really great
vocational programs now.
You could become an apprentice
in less than a year
and start making bank
before you even graduate.
Then you get to start
your own business
and you get to tell
everybody else what to do.
Get real, Mr. Q.
Like I could start
my own business.
Dude, you already run
your own business!
You're way ahead of the game!
You know what those
white-collar kids do in NYC
at their fancy internships?
They make coffee
and they run errands.
I make coffee and run errands.
Come on, you know what I mean!
Rosie loves french fries.
Don't you?
But if I give her this fry,
the grease is gonna give her
a horrible pancreatitis
and it's gonna wreck
her digestive system.
Poor thing
could be sick for days.
But I love her so much.
And I just want her to be happy.
But by giving her this fry,
I'm not showing her love
because I'm hurting her.
The point is,
sometimes the things
that we really want,
they're not the things
that we need.
This thing
that you hate so much,
it's gonna be your ticket
out of here.
And you're not gonna have to try
to run away or escape,
because you're gonna be able
to walk out
with your head held high
and never look back.
And maybe it's not worth more
than a burger and fry,
but I believe in you.
Thank you.
I-- I'm sorry for sneaking
into your RV and stowing away.
Yeah.
I did a lot of dumb stuff
when I was your age.
Well, God, nothing this crazy.
How old are you, anyway?
Almost 15.
Jesus Christ,
let's get you home.
Hey, Jamie, why don't you
step inside and lemme have
a word with your dad?
Okay.
M-- I don't know what to say.
Don't say anything. Just listen.
You need to get
your shit together.
Starting tomorrow,
you need to find
whatever therapist you need
that's gonna listen to you cry
and prescribe you
however many handfuls
of Zoloft or Prozac you need
to shove down your throat
to make you a parent again.
-Hey, I don't need this.
-It's not about you, man!
It's about that kid in there!
You have a brilliant,
reckless child that is just
desperate for guidance
and support.
Hey, don't look at your shoes!
Look at me!
Jamie is capable
of brilliant things,
if you would just pretend
to give a shit.
And if you can't do it for her,
then do it for yourself,
-because I will be back
to check in.
-Are you threatening me?
Oh-- no, sir.
No, sir. That's a promise.
I'm real good
at keeping my promises.
How about you?
My name is Sol.
I'm your kid's new tutor.
Bye, Jamie!
I'll talk to you next week!
Bye, Mr. Q!
Thanks for everything!
Hi.
It's me, Sol.
Gina's husband.
It occurs to me that...
...many of you
don't know what happened.
A few months ago,
a kid entered the school
where Gina and I work
as teachers together with...
with a gun.
He opened fire
through Gina's classroom, she--
She was so brave.
She protected her kids.
And bec--
and because of her efforts...
...no one else
was hurt that day.
She-- she died.
My-- my poor,
sweet girl, she's--
I'm just so lost.
I don't know what to do anymore.
I didn't even plan
this trip, she did.
And the truth is...
...Gina saved me
a long time ago.
Witnessing her-- her caring
for others is-- her passion,
it's, it's infectious.
But we work in a field
where we're handcuffed for d--
from doing what's best
for a society that--
that doesn't appreciate us,
and entitled parents
that blame us
for their shortcomings,
in a system that's
completely failed us.
And still...
no matter
what they threw at us,
she'd just keep pushing forward.
"It's all for the kids,"
she'd say.
And that's all that mattered.
And sadly,
I think if she had survived,
she'd still believe that.
But I don't.
I want to, but I can't.
She gave her life
for those kids,
and they killed her!
They killed her!
They killed both of us.
'Cause I died that day too.
- I just-- I don't know
if I can do this anymore.
Come here.
Thank you, mama.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Who the hell is this?
Hello?
Hi, Mr. Q.
Did I catch you at a bad time?
Jamie?
- What's up?
- I-- I'm sorry. I can call back.
No. What's the matter?
What do you want?
-Are you sure?
-No. It's fine.
Do you know anything
about Ohm's law?
Do I know about what?
It's like
a mathematical equation.
- I'm having a real hard time
understanding it.
- You know,
if only there was this thing
that you could type in
whatever question you have,
and it would just spit out
a million different answers
or references for you to study.
-Yeah!
-Yeah, yeah.
And what if they put that thing
on a little rectangle
-that you could carry around
in your pocket?
-That would be cool.
Yeah, yeah, pretty cool, right?
-Yeah.
-It's the Internet, Jamie.
I'm talking about Google.
I mean, yeah, I did, but--
No, I-- I'm just being shitty.
I'm sorry.
Hold on, give me a minute.
All right,
let's have a look.
Well, we had
power outage issues last week.
-Uh-huh.
-And I kind of shadowed
the electrician while he worked.
And you were right.
It's actually
really interesting!
-Yeah? That's awesome!
-Yeah. I'd like to learn more
'cause I guess
our setup is really old,
and it would be a good idea
to look into upgrading it,
because we could potentially
fry people's setups
- if they don't have
surge protectors.
- Jeez, now you tell me.
- Yeah. Sorry.
- All right, let's see.
"Ohm's law."
Oh, this is interesting.
- It looks, uh,
pretty electrifying, huh?
-Huh?
-Dude, are you kidding me?
- You gotta stop
with the dad jokes, Mr. Q.
You know where we are, Rosie?
- Hey, Mom,
comma, almost there, period.
See you in about five minutes,
exclamation point.
Oh, boy.
Okay, here we go.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
You know where we are?
Hello?
Mom? Dad?
Oh, hell yeah!
Hello?
Mm. Hey, Pa.
Hey!
Ew!
...ew, ew, ew!
Ew! God, no! No, no!
God! No, no!
Oh. Oh, come on!
What's wrong with this thing?
Oh, God! It's so fucking gross!
-Hey, there he is, my boy!
-Oh, no! No!
- No! No, no! No, no. No!
- Get over here!
Go wash your hands! Stop it!
You knew I was coming! No!
- Get over here.
- No-- Ay...
- Stop! No,
don't touch her!
- Who's this? Who's this?
I missed you so much, mijo.
I missed you too.
So, what? Are you
on some kind of vision quest?
- I see! And Rosie is
his spirit animal.
You know, I never really thought
about it like that until now.
What?
Why did you come here, boy?
What do you mean?
To visit my parents.
What is it
that you're looking for?
Djalo. Don't start.
I don't know.
Nothing.
I just didn't wanna
be there anymore.
All those stupid faces
looking at me
with all the worry and concern.
I see it in their eyes.
I'm not even a person anymore,
I'm just this manic mascot
of sadness and depression.
-Just a fucking clich--
-Solomon.
Hey, you're scaring
that little dog.
You wanna hold her?
Hi, Rosie! Hi, baby!
Uy! Uy, uy, uy!
- Mm.
So this must be
my granddaughter, huh?
She's so pretty.
You're the prettiest dog
in the world!
- Probably get your looks
from tata, huh?
What's the matter, pap?
Nothing, just work stuff.
Well, you know, you can always
come and stay with your mami.
What?
Well, it's just-- like,
we just got rid of him.
-Jon.
-What?
- He knows I'm joking.
- Come here.
Oh, stop kissing her
like that, that's gross.
Uh-oh, she's jealous of you.
Look at her, she's jealous.
All right. What's going on?
They want me
to teach Gina's class.
Like, the, the merger between
the two schools went through,
and now they want me
to move down to kindergarten.
Can you believe it?
That's bad?
Yes, of course it is!
They want me to go back
and teach my dead wife's class
in the room that she died in!
-Oh.
-Yeah, that's bad.
Mijo, they wouldn't have
asked you to do it
if they didn't have the faith
and confidence
that you could do a good job.
No, it's not that. It's-- it has
to do with all the seniority
and placement bullshit.
My principal says
it's the only way
that we all keep our jobs.
Oh, yeah,
you can't argue with that.
You know what? Screw that, man.
Why don't you use
the Indian card?
Yeah, just,
just say it's against
your religious beliefs
-or something like that.
-Ay, don't be stupid.
Well, they'll never know.
You know, nobody even knows
I'm mestizo up there.
What do they think you are?
With the name
"Solomon Queda"?
I live in upstate New York.
If your name ends with a vowel,
they just assume you're Italian.
Ay.
Yeah, well, you can blame...
for that one...
-Ugh.
-...when she was all
in her biblical phase.
- Oh, hush your mouth.
- Well, it's true.
Yes.
You two are annoyingly happy.
How'd you end up
together, anyway?
-Opposites attract.
-Ah! You know, back then,
chicks really dug
if they thought
you were the last of something.
-You're ridiculous.
-He's not wrong.
You can't tell me
you didn't use that
on your lady.
Come on.
Will you stop stressing?
You're gonna get the job,
and it's gonna be so great,
we get to work
at the same school.
We can have lunch together!
It's just-- I don't know
if I wanna do this now.
What?
What do you mean?
Baby, listen to yourself.
Talking about
having lunch together?
You don't even have time
to eat during the day.
That's why we have dinner
before 5:00 p.m.,
like a couple of old folks.
Look, I'm not trying
to be mean. It's just--
I see what you put up with,
and I see the way
they treat you,
all the long hours,
the extra work
during the summer.
They treat you like shit!
-You don't get it yet.
-I know, I know,
it's all about the kids.
No. I mean, yes.
But no. It's...
...it's more than that.
Uh, you can--
Just wait until you see
their faces light up
when they learn something new.
Or when they cry
because they have to go home.
Or when they accidentally
call you "mom."
I mean, yeah, we,
we don't get paid enough
and our efforts go unrecognized,
but nobody cares
about these poor kids either.
You know? We get to make
a difference.
I get to be there for them,
and... when you get to witness
that change happen,
it's the best feeling
in the world.
You're amazing.
I'm never gonna live up to you.
You're gonna be great.
And if you need anything,
I'll be just down the hall.
You never told me
the eagle found you.
Stop doubting yourself.
You know your path.
You know, the next day
we got Rosie.
The eagle came to me
shortly after
I started dating your mother.
That's when she told me
that we were gonna have
another roommate.
- He means you.
- Yeah, Ma, I get it.
Your name is Sol, like the sun.
When you showed up...
...you brought
so much light into our lives.
And you entrusted that light
in Gina when she was alive.
Don't stop now.
I'm going to bed.
Mijo, I love you.
Goodnight.
I love you too.
That is one tired woman.
Oh, God damn it! Why?
I just stopped
thinking about it!
Oh!
Yeah.
Oh, hey.
Yeah, this is cool.
I like this.
Oh!
Are these, like,
places that you've been to?
- Uh, yeah, most of them.
- Wow.
Oh, man.
Hey, what are the Oneida
and Mohawk like?
I don't know.
Are you serious?
You haven't made contact?
Jeez.
Don't you remember
what your grandfather
used to tell you?
"Stay out of my room"?
No.
No.
You always look
for human beings.
I mean, we're everywhere.
You know, some communities
are harder to find than others,
but... when Natives meet,
their hearts
recognize one another.
That's community.
You'll always have a home.
Hey, in this thing,
I am always home.
All right.
Listen,
try not to stay away
so long this time.
You know, we really miss you.
-Yeah, okay, I won't.
-All right, come here.
All right.
Take care of my granddaughter.
I will.
Smile, Rosie!
Look, we're headed
for adventure.
See? Daddy's driving.
Oh, man!
That's not working either.
Well, I'm just glad
it stopped backfiring.
Yeah, and I'm glad
we found a vehicle big enough
to fit all of us,
and your hat.
Why can't you just say
you like my hat?
I love it.
Yeah. Well said.
Not this time!
I don't even know
how to hold this!
Oh, my God.
Stop!
Thank God.
- Oh, shit! Timeout! Wait!
Timeout! What the--
You made it.
Yeah.
Did you get to see the redwoods?
Nah, not this time.
"Not this time"?
So you're staying?
Yeah.
Oh, man.
That's great. It's awesome.
Will you go to the school
with me?
Uh, yeah.
Sure.
Anything.
Thank you.
I got you.
You all right, man?
It's--
It's just--
It's strange how,
how I remember it
so differently.
A kid.
He died, right?
Yeah. Cop shot him.
What happened to his parents?
They moved.
Rent dodgers. Bad people.
That's sad.
Hey, uh, look,
this is just the bigger room.
But there's other rooms
we could go scout out
if you want.
It's okay.
I think I want to.
Hey, thanks for coming
with me today.
Hey!
Me and Cherri, man, we--
we're here with you,
we got your back!
-I appreciate it.
-Nah, man, we appreciate you.
Hey, sorry.
Hey, this might seem
like a weird question, but...
...are you Native?
Native to New York?
- No, Native American.
- Oh.
What made you ask me that?
No one's
never asked me that. I am.
But everyone thinks
I'm just a Black guy.
Oh, it's just something
my dad said.
Mm. You wanna start
unpacking these boxes?
Yeah.
All right.
- All right, gang! How was lunch?
- Good.
Good!
All right, let's learn
about some geography.
You know what time it is, right?
"Hey, Rosie! Where'd you Gosie?"
Good!
All right. Penelope, can you get
the lights for me, sweetheart?
Thank you!
Where do you think Rosie went
this weekend?
- She went to--
- Mount Rushmore!
Mount Rushmore!
Oh, man! You guys don't wanna be
a, a booger in Mount Rushmore?
- No.
- What if they paid you, like, $100?
- Yeah, I don't know-- I definitely--
-No. Still no.
- No?
- It, it, it feels-- $1000...
Oh, o-- okay. Well, 100,000,
that's-- that's your--
- 100,000,000.
- 100,000,000! Wow!
First social media video ever!
What's up?
- It's Gina coming at you live
from Upstate, New York.
- Shit!
- Do you want that information out on the internet?
- Hey. Mm.
- Right.
Come on, man!
You are
a very interesting person.
Have a nice summer.
Yo! What up?
It's Big G coming at ya.
Oh, fu-- this is live!
It just--
And it's out there now.
And there's
my brilliant graduate.
You look so smart.
Say something smart.
Oh, man, my tie broke!
So much stupid.
- Mm. Um...
um--
- There me go.
Oh, I feel like we've been
waiting for this for so long.
We're adopting
our first child today.
Oh, my God,
there she is.
H-- hi, Rosie!
Hi!
Hi! Oh, my God!
- I'm so happy.
- Oh, my goodness.
So, this year, instead of buying
each other Christmas presents,
we decided to do
what we love most,
which is travel.
So, where to first?
Nice ocean bungalow in Fiji
or, like,
a tropic Hawaiian vacation?
No. We're freaking poor
'cause we're teachers,
so we're headed to Quebec
to see the ice and snow.
I-- I'm excited!
We've been waiting
at the border for so long,
I've turned into an old man.
Oh, and you too.
- Yeah! I just wanna go
to Canada...
...and see my neighbors
to the north!
Wow! Look how beautiful!
Here we are at the Ice Hotel.
Htel de Glace.
- Absolutely beautiful.
Hey, Gigi.
Gigi, say...
-This is incredible.
-Mm-hmm.
Wish we could
just drive everywhere.
- See everything.
- Yeah.
Flying is for the birds.
We did it, Rosie. We did it!
We got an RV.
Are you ready to go
on adventures?
Wow! Look how good
it looks in here!
We put so much work into this.
Looks good. Yeah?
-"We," huh?
-Look at the lamp shade
I picked out.
Pretty nice, right? Oh, jeez--
Well, he'll fix that.
Oh, shit!
- So, when do you think
we'll be done?
So, we are learning
about national landmarks
in class this week,
and I asked my students
where in America
they'd like to travel to,
and they all said
Disney World or Universal
at first, of course,
but then we broadened
our horizons
and I got
some pretty incredible answers.
Here is Henry's drawing
of the Cadillac Ranch.
It's a real place
in Amarillo, Texas,
with a bunch of cars,
just half stuck in the ground.
...she wrote,
um, "drowr."
This is, like, a big dresser,
but there's actually
the world's largest
chest of drawers
in North Carolina.
It's my absolute favorite.
So, apparently Nicolas Cage
has a giant pyramid tomb
in a New Orleans cemetery.
This is true, I looked it up.
And, uh, how do these kids know
this stuff?
They're kindergartners.
But... check this out.
Using some
of my kids' suggestions
and after doing
a little research of my own,
I have devised
the most expeditious route
across the United States
for our trip this summer!
Wow, that's amazing!
Sol, you weren't supposed
to see this yet.
Holy cow,
this is phenomenal!
- Man, you put a lot of work into this.
- -Yeah, I know.
It was gonna be
your birthday present.
Oh, so does that mean
I'm not getting
a birthday present?
No.
This say Nicolas Cage pyramid?
Okay! Let's go!
How is it only Wednesday?
Did we leave
the garage door open?
-Oh, my God!
-What?
You do this, like, every day.
Although, now you got me
second guessing
if it went down or not.
I just worry about the baby.
Uh, my mom was telling me
about these people
that went on vacation,
and the cleaning lady
stole the dog from the room.
That sounds like a story
from one of your mom's soaps.
I'm just-- I'm asking her
to drive by and check.
No! 'Cause then she's gonna go
inside and find, like,
dust or crumbs
or something and say
that we live like animals.
All right. Come on, let's go.
Ooh, you better stop that
right now.
- Seriously?
- In front of a school?
Shame on you!
- Disgraceful.
- Shut up!
Yeah, it was
a wonderful weekend. I,
I-- I had a great time,
- anyway.
Thanks for the tip.
- Glad you did.
-Good morning-- Good morning!
-Good morning, ladies!
-How are we?
-Morning!
Get in, get in!
Everybody, get down! Get down!
Okay, everybody stay low,
stay quiet.
We practiced this, remember?
...okay, it's okay, it's okay!
Attention. Lockdown, lockdown.
Lock the doors.
Stay away from the windows.
It's okay.
It's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.
- It's the cops.
The cops are here.
It's okay, all right?
Don't worry,
the cops are gonna save us.
I'm don't wanna die.
I want my mom.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's gonna be all right.
- Guys!
Turn off your phones!
Put 'em on silent!
Hide your screens,
we need to be invisible!
Drop it! Get down!
It's okay! Cops are here.
Cops are here.
- Mr. Queda!
- Hands up, guys, hands up!
-...this way.
-Come on, guys.
Come on. Come on.
Come on, come, come!
Come on. Guys, guys!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Go, go-- come back,
come back, come back, c--
Come on,
we gotta stick together,
we gotta stick together.
- Good, good. It's good.
See, the cops are here.
- I lost my glasses--
It's all-- it's all right,
we'll find them,
we'll find them.
We'll find them.
- You see Gina?
- No one-- No, no, I haven't.
I'll be right back.
G-- uh, Mrs. Queda's class,
you see Mrs. Queda's class?
- No, I haven't.
- I haven't, I haven't.
- No, I haven't seen her.
- I haven't seen her.
- I don't know where she is.
- No?
Uh--
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
- Sir, please.
- N-- Gina!
- That's my wife, man, that's my wife!
- Sir--
Sir, they're doing
everything they can.
You need to get back
and let them work.
- Look, stop. Please!
- Sir, please.
Stop it! God!
- No--
Get him out of here!
No! Gina!
All right, guys.
Hey, everybody, um,
settle down. Settle.
- Hey--
- Guys, take your seats.
All right.
- So, uh...
- let's talk.
So, last week of school,
is there any questions
you guys have?
I mean, maybe there's something
that you wish
that we further expanded on
during the year?
Honestly, anything at all.
I mean, we're finally free
of the standardized curriculum.
Is there something you wish
that we could, uh,
further explore?
So, why'd that kid
kill your wife?
My dad says you're one
of those people who wanna give
all of our guns
to our government now.
Get out.
You wanna
write a principal's note?
I don't care where you go,
just leave.
You know, I watched a video
about bats the other night.
You guys wanna learn about bats?
I had no idea
how many species there were.
They're fascinating creatures.
Let's check it out.
What do you guys say?
Mm-hmm.
-Can you believe this shit?
-What happened?
They're trying to force
some of the older faculty
into early retirement.
Mr. Grady only had
five more years.
He could've retired
with a full pension.
Can they do that?
Where the hell is our union?
What union? It's a joke!
Nobody cares about us.
Even if we were organized,
what can we do?
It's not like we can
legally strike in this state.
Let's face it, if we go,
they'll just post our jobs
the next day.
-Michelle!
-What?
Oh-- oh! Oh, I h-- Oh! Oh.
Good afternoon, everyone.
Thank you for coming out today.
It certainly has been
a long year.
We've been through a lot.
I guess
I'll just get right into it.
I'm sure many of you are aware
by now that last night,
the community voted
in favor of a merger
between Hunter Elementary
and Remington Elementary.
It's been a long time coming.
However, this change
is a good change.
It has strengthened bonds,
saved jobs,
and balanced the budget.
Change is good.
Major shifts already began
to take place,
and throughout the summer,
it will continue.
So for that,
we ask all faculty and staff
begin to start packing
their rooms
-in preparation--
-What? We're changing rooms?
Why don't the Hunter teachers
do all the moving around?
They're moving too,
not just us. And for that,
- we've acquired
a generous amount of boxes.
- Boxes--
- Please,
please, everyone.
-Please let me finish.
-Guys, will you let him finish?
Listen to him now.
Of course he's not worried
about losing his job.
- What the hell did you just say?
- People, please! Please!
If you don't think this man
feels exactly as we all do,
then you're dead wrong.
Yeah, all of us,
Mark, you shithead.
One school
only needs one principal.
Yes, this is true.
I may not be with you next year.
However, the changes
that are being made
protects your job
and prevents you from having
to teach in a classroom
filled with 30 or 40 kids.
No one said
it was gonna be easy,
but we will push through
and get through this together.
Now, if I may continue.
Mr. Toppan.
What can I do for you guys?
Hi, I'm Zachary's mother, Jane.
-Your name is Jane Toppan?
-Yes. Why?
Oh, 'cause-- Uh, never mind.
Here, have a seat.
I'm, uh, here to talk
about the grades
that you gave Zachary on his...
...last report card.
Well, they're not the grades
that I gave Zach,
they're the grades
that he earned.
Well,
here's the thing.
Zachary's starting football
this summer,
and the coach refuses to give
any of the kids playing time
- without a C average.
- Yes, ma'am.
-Well, I don't agree with that.
-Oh, me either.
I think they should
at least have a B minus.
I really don't think it's fair
to hold these kids
to such standards this year,
considering the tragedy
they all went through.
Unbelievable.
Excuse me?
Mrs. Toppan,
Zach wasn't even here that day.
Well, there's
no attendance record
to reflect that,
how can you be so sure?
Because I remember everything
that happened that day.
Well, it was a horrible thing
that happened, and,
and we've suffered
just as much as anybody else.
I assure you,
ma'am, you have not.
Mom, this is Mr. Queda,
you know?
Oh. Um--
I'm sorry. I--
I, I didn't realize.
Of course not. How could you?
This is the final week
of the school year,
and despite my many efforts,
this is the first time
that you and I have met.
- Well, I am a single mother.
- Yes, ma'am.
We live in a very
disenfranchised area,
and many of my kids come
from broken homes and hardships.
But astonishingly, Zach is
the only student in my class
who has completely failed.
Oh!
So that's my fault?
Well, yeah.
How dare you!
Mrs. Toppan,
I have reached out to both you
and Zach's father
on many occasions.
I've called,
I've emailed, I've texted,
I've sent letters home
addressing all of my concerns.
You say that you care
about your son's education,
but I'm sorry,
that just does not ring true.
Who the hell
do you think you are?
I'm just a teacher,
and I've done
everything that I can,
but my influence ends
as soon as that bell rings.
Yeah, well,
don't flatter yourself.
Playing videos is not teaching.
Vampire bats?
It's not even real.
You told your mom
about vampire bats?
You tell her
how they got their name?
Go ahead.
Well, it's not like
they bite people on the neck
or anything like that.
They come out at night and go
after sleeping horses and cows.
They fly on to their backs, or--
and this part's really neat!
They crawl to them and, like,
suck out all their blood
and everything.
It's the only thing
they eat. Blood.
It's called hema--
hema-- hemataphy!
Hematophagy.
Yeah, it's a tough word.
I stand corrected.
Mrs. Toppan,
Zach isn't ignorant.
He's not learning disabled.
And he's not scared. He's lazy.
There are consequences
for our actions, young man,
or in this case, your inaction.
I don't-- I can't grade
what I don't have.
If he would've just turned in
a piece of paper
with nothing more
than his name at the top of it,
I would've given him something.
Believe me, I've been more
than lenient this year.
But the average of zero is zero.
Now, it's far too late
to do anything
about your grades this year,
but there's still time
to enroll in summer school,
and we've got plenty of time
before preseason practice
even starts.
If you can apply yourself
in summer school...
- ...and write me a 2000-word
essay on vampire bats,
-I will speak to Coach Mike
about letting you play.
-2000 words?
Hey, you want something?
You gotta earn it, pap.
Show me and Coach Mike
that you deserve it.
Zachary, say thank you.
-Zachary, say thank you.
-Thank you, Mr. Queda.
You're welcome.
Oh, and this one's for you.
You should definitely check out
the chapter about Jolly Jane.
Oh. Thank you.
What a day, huh?
Sunshine, 78 degrees.
Well done, Mother Nature.
You really couldn't ask
for better.
Especially for those of you
who just slam the locker shut
for the last time this year.
That's right, school is out,
and my friends, that means
the good times are in.
We've got your chance to win
water safari tickets
coming up in just a f--
Hi!
Oh, my goodness! Hi!
Oh. Thank you.
Oh, Rosie!
What are we gonna do
with all this stuff?
You hungry? Come on.
Oh.
No, no, no.
Mom, will you stop?
You're acting like I got
a divorce or she left me,
and I need to move on! Enough!
I know, mijo. I--
I just wanna take care
of you, I miss you!
I just wish I could rewind back
to when you were a little boy.
Yeah--
I know.
I--
Oh. Hey, Mom, I'm--
I'm sorry, lemme call you back.
I, I gotta get this phone call,
it's, it's really important.
-Okay. Love you, my baby.
-I, I know, I love you too.
Bye-bye.
Hey, what's up, man?
Hey, not much, man.
What are you doing?
Nothing, just talking to my mom.
-What's happening?
-Nothing.
- Are you drunk?
- Shut up, fool.
Where is Cherri and the kids?
They're upstairs.
Oh, so you're just downstairs
in your basement,
getting drunk by yourself
like a weirdo?
Look. I have
to tell you something.
Oh, no. Are they letting you go?
No. Actually,
that's the good news.
You are now talking
to the new principal
of the newly founded
East Valley Academy.
Oh, thank God, that's great!
- East Valley Academy, huh?
- Yeah.
They're trying to add
some prestige,
so we're having a meeting
next week about the mascot.
Hmm. How about
the "East Valley Eagles"?
Shit. Lemme write that down.
It's pretty good, right?
It's a hell of a lot better
than the Roadrunners,
that shit didn't
even make sense.
There's no roadrunners up here,
yet there are plenty of coyotes.
Like, they were that close,
and they just missed it.
-So what's the bad news?
-Huh?
You said, "No,
that's the good news."
So what's the bad news?
Ew. You're not having
another kid, are you?
You're funny.
Jesus, Benny, what's going on?
Wait. Am I losing my job?
No. I said no one else
will lose their job
and I meant that. But...
...there is
major changes coming.
And, um...
...and you won't be teaching
the fifth grade anymore.
All right.
Shit.
So what?
Am I moving down to second?
-Taking over for O'Grady?
-No.
Oh. Going higher up?
You put me in sixth?
Oh, my God,
can you please give me
the same exact class
that I had this year?
Oh, that would be
the best prank ever!
Could you imagine the look
on their faces?
You're going to kindergarten.
-What?
-I'm sorry.
It's the only thing that works
to keep everyone employed.
Sol?
Sol?
Evening, Sol! Come in!
Oh, shit!
Damn!
- What the fuck?
- Bath time!
You giving me Gina's job?
I'm sorry. It's the only way
this works, all right?
Michelle and Eric,
they're certified
to teach higher grades,
so I can move them up
to middle school.
Julie is certified
to teach special ed.
That leaves one open space.
I also gotta think about
the 100 teachers coming in
that have seniority over you.
You're certified
to teach K through sixth,
this is the only way this works.
I tried everything!
This can't be happening.
Do you know
how screwed up this is?
Look, man.
Sol, I'm sorry, man, I tried!
I tried hard!
There's nothing I can do
to make sure
everyone keeps their job.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry, man!
I don't know
what else to do, man.
And that makes three.
Sol?
Oh, come on, dude! Hey.
It's summer, we don't have
to get up early anymore!
Come on,
let's just sleep today. Come--
come on,
come back to bed. Come here.
Really?
Oh, God, Rosie!
I swear to Christ, if you were
capable of feeding yourself, I--
Yeah, you're right,
I won't even finish the thought.
All right, come on.
Whoa! Did someone
go poop in here?
Oh, my goodness. Ugh!
Rosie!
That turd is as big as you are!
You need a new pad.
Come on, let's get a treat!
You ate that already?
Jeez, you gotta chew, dude!
Stop eating like a duck.
What do you wanna
go outside for?
You already pooped.
What the hell is this?
Oh, I am not going to this.
I'm not going to this.
R-- will you just let me be
a miserable piece of shit today?
- Hey, what's up, Sol?
- Oh, shit.
Uh, hey!
-What's going on?
-Just about to start
getting ready here.
So all that stuff's still
going on today, huh?
Yeah.
Uh, y--
do you still need me there?
Dude, you--
Dude, you cannot bail
on my kid's baptism.
All right? You're
the freaking godfather,
for crying out loud.
Okay. Yeah, you're right.
I'm, I'm sorry, I--
It's really not that formal,
okay? It's just gonna be
a couple
of my family members and us.
-That's it.
-Do I need to bring anything?
No! No, just--
just show up, okay?
A-- and don't text me in an hour
with some lame excuse
for not being there, okay?
-This is important.
-All right! Jeez!
Sorry. Sorry, just--
Erica's been crazy
about this all week,
so you know how it is.
-Shit. I-- I'm so sorry.
I didn't--
-I'm gonna go.
I'll see you soon.
You think you're funny,
don't you, you little jerk?
All right, come on,
let's get ready.
- Dude!
-Uh, well, you said this wasn't gonna be that formal!
Yeah, not that formal.
It's somewhat formal.
Why the hell--
- Why the hell do you have your dog with you?
-Well, I don't know, man,
-I just--
-No wonder you've never been
to one of these!
No! I-- I was baptized in a lake
by a guy dressed
like a caballero.
Whatever. Fine. Just-- Come on.
Look, can we do something
about the dog?
Oh, I don't know, man. She's,
she's pretty chill where she is.
You gotta hold Nicky
while Father McNamara
gives the sacrament.
- Oh, okay.
- We'll take her!
Oh, lemme see your hands.
Lemme see your hands.
Ew! Not you. Go wash your hands.
- Sol! You can't tell the kids...
- What?
...that only some of them
can pet her.
The hell I can't.
We just took a bath.
You know how hard
she makes grooming?
"We"?
-Just put this on.
-Oh.
Okay, so, um, now what?
What, Erica?
Could you at least
pretend to care?
I'm sorry,
were there study materials
I was supposed to review?
-That's not the point!
-Well, what is the point,
then? Why am I here?
-It's Gina you wanted, not me!
-Guys, come on.
Yo-- why-- why don't you
just pick someone else?
-I'm not even Catholic!
-Doesn't even matter.
- Uh, yeah, actually it does.
- It does?
-You don't even know?
-It's fine. Forget it.
Jen's husband, Rob, would be
more than happy to step in.
You already had someone else?
Wha-- what was
the point of all this?
We were just trying to do
the right thing here.
By who? Not by him!
Something happens
to the two of you,
and he ends up with me?
With me?
Well, he-- he'd probably end up
with Erica's parents, but--
Nope. No, you're right.
Here.
Come, Rosie.
Oh! I don't know.
Should I feel bad?
Rosie.
Hey! I think the plates came.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah!
Hey.
Hannah.
-That's her name!
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
-Ah. She is a Hannah!
I could totally see her.
Wide hips,
long hair in the middle part,
freckles,
walking through a field
on a sunny day. No bra.
-Big old titties bouncing
a little with each step.
-Mm.
We still talking about the RV?
Hey, I would know.
I was just looking up
under her skirt.
Okay.
Oh.
Except you're, like,
kinda spot on.
I know, right?
- It's like,
she doesn't like to smoke weed,
- but she'll eat it
every now and again.
She'd definitely never
go through with it,
but there is a small part of her
that's curious about girls.
Yeah, she wears, like,
a big brown vintage belt
with almost every outfit.
Her favorite drink is
cream soda,
but she calls it pop.
Yes.
All right.
Come on, you little brat.
Go make yourself useful.
Go find some mice.
Well, Rosie Bear, looks like
we got some work to do.
Oh, my God! Since when?
Rosie!
How did you even--
Jesus!
What-- are there more?
You-- you're gonna-- All right.
So you're gonna actually need
a, a, a long socket wrench
in order to get this.
My cousin Darrell took mine.
It's, like, he takes everything.
My wife included.
Now it's, it's gonna be...
it's gonna be ba-- back here.
- Come on now.
Come on-- come on.
- What the hell is that?
- All right. Yeah, so it's gon--
it's gonna be that one...
- ...round there. You know--
- What?
Uh, I th-- I think
I got that in focus--
Oh, you think
it's on the other side?
- ...socket, uh, uh, bull.
- All right.
- There. Now--
- Oh. All right.
So what? You the expert now?
- You don't even have thumbs.
- Come on!
- Come on, now--
- Oh, shit.
Shit.
Sol, your face mask!
Can you bend down a little bit?
He's wearing a sorting hat
from Harry Potter.
Ravenclaw!
Hufflepuff!
"The adventure begins."
Okay.
Yeah.
All right, Rosie.
Here goes nothing.
Whoo!
Looks back in power, Rosie!
Oh, baby!
Oh,
I'm sorry, mama, it's okay.
All right, come here.
-Carmella. Hi.
-Hi, Sol.
Jeez, Hannah s-- sounds
like she's running pretty well!
Yeah, I think we're gonna
be ready to go. Rosie!
-Rosita! Oh!
-Come say "hi" to grandma.
Hi! I missed you, stinky.
- Oh!
She loves her grandma.
- Oh. Oh.
I'm sorry
that we haven't
been around lately.
I know.
Sounds like
you're planning a trip.
Uh, yep.
Where to?
We're gonna follow Gina's route.
Oh!
It's quite an adventure.
-Hmm.
-Are you sure
Hannah's up to the task?
Yeah, I think so.
She feels pretty tip-top.
Hmm.
You know, why don't you leave
Rosie with me?
I mean, then you could go
on all those crazy adventures
that the two of you
talked about, you know?
And you don't have
to worry about the baby.
That's, that's okay.
She'll be fine.
Well, you can't leave her
in there.
What if you wanna go somewhere
where they don't allow dogs?
Well, then I, I just
won't go to those places.
I don't mind, Sol.
I really appreciate it, but--
But?
You're not coming back.
I can't.
I can't.
It's okay. It's okay.
Just remember I'm here.
I'm always here.
I love you.
Be careful.
All right.
I think that's everything.
Yeah. You ready?
Okay.
Okay, Rosie, here we go.
Buckle up!
Hey, kids!
Do you know the days--
-Ew. What is this?
-...of course you do!
Oh, it's your mom's
kindergarten music.
How do you--
How do you--
How do you change this?
Oh, shit! Shit!
Oh!
Sorry.
- You okay?
- Great job, everybody!
-Okay. Where did--
-Let's do it again!
Where did it--
okay, forget it.
Oh, my God.
Yeah!
Are there vampires about?
Oh! Sweet rig, man.
Thanks.
You closing up shop already?
Yeah, I keep the pumps on
at night, but...
...you don't get a whole
lot of business around here.
You mind if I take a picture?
Uh, yeah, yeah. Go ahead.
Excellent!
Thanks, man!
Have a good night!
Jesus Christ!
Oh, no.
Shit.
Shit.
Uh, don't worry,
Rosie, we got this.
Uh, it's gonna take
a while, though.
- Right.
- All right.
Come here. Thank you.
You know, Sol, I was thinking...
...we have a cr--
-It's bad luck, you know. Mm-mm.
-Oh, we wouldn't want that.
Stupid brain! Oh, that was mean!
I'm sorry. You're okay.
Oh.
Come on.
Hey, we did it!
Awesome.
Okay. So it's either
the alternator or the battery.
We got a full tank of gas
and a few hours to go.
It's a good chance
if I turn this engine off,
it's not gonna
turn back on again.
So let's hit it.
What are you doing?
What's the matter?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Rosie, just hold on, baby!
I-- there's an exit
right up here, just hold on.
I'm sorry, baby,
hold on!
Look at that.
Look at that.
Oh, Rosie!
Hey, flatlander.
Why don't you take a picture?
It'll last you longer.
Oh, no. I-- I'm sorry,
I wasn't-- um--
I-- I didn't mean--
Sorry.
Jeez. Uy,
did you hear that accent?
That Maine accent was thick!
What would you sound like
with a Maine accent?
I'm glad
you don't have a Maine accent.
Come on, let's go. Come on!
Come on, let's go! Come on!
God, that's a cute dog.
Ready? Here you go!
- Hey, Jamie!
- Hello, Mr. Q.
Hi, Rosie! The auto parts store
dropped this off for you.
Oh, sweet!
Well, looks like I got
my afternoon planned.
Why don't you just take it
to a mechanic?
Why pay somebody for something
you could do yourself?
You know how to do that stuff?
- Uh, I've learned.
- Cool.
Would you like
to help me with this?
- Really?
- Yeah, why not?
I'll show you the power
of the 454, brother.
Um, I can't, sorry.
I've got too much work to do.
- Where is everybody?
- What do you mean?
Like, I haven't seen
another employee
since I've been here.
You can't be running
this place by yourself.
-Where are all the adults?
-My dad's around.
Did I do something wrong?
No, of course not!
You've been great.
I-- it's just--
I don't know,
you're so young, and--
Never mind.
I better get to it. Thanks.
Get in here.
- Sorry,
I didn't mean to.
No, Jamie! Just perfect timing.
- I could really use your help
with this thing.
Cllate, Rosie. Come on in.
You got small hands,
help me out with this.
Go and have a seat.
All right,
here's what we're gonna do.
I'm gonna take
this big metal rod here.
Gonna put it right in here,
I'm gonna use this point
right there as a fulcrum.
So-- all right, go ahead
and pull our lever into place.
-Go ahead and pull it
toward you.
-Okay.
- That's it. As hard as you can,
you're not gonna break it.
All right. All right, let go.
Yeah, I think we got it!
Awesome! That'll work! Good job!
- What did we just do?
- We just changed an alternator.
So, when the engine starts,
it turns this main pulley here,
which then turns the pulley
on the alternator
by way of this
little rubber belt,
which then powers the battery
through this wire here.
Oh, God. Tighten that.
You tighten that for me?
Go ahead. Yeah, right in there.
Yep.
Perfect. That'll do it.
That little tiny wire
runs right into the battery,
which starts the engine.
Go ahead and start her up.
-Me?
-No, Rosie.
Yeah, of course you!
Go on. Keys are in it.
Yeah! Give it some gas!
All right. Kill it.
Awesome! Good work!
-We did it!
-Now what?
So, now Rosie
and I run this old alternator
back to the parts store,
and then we move on
to our next destination.
- Th-- that's it?
- That's it. Thanks for all
your help, I appreciate it.
Lemme pay you back.
I'll buy you a burger
while I'm in town.
Nah, that's okay, I--
S-- sorry.
I've gotta go.
- Morning, Scan Crown!
How can I help you?
Yes, sir. We'll see you
next Saturday. Safe journeys.
You better be careful.
You get the highest score,
aliens are gonna come down
and ask you to save
the universe.
Daddy's funny.
Jamie?
Uh...
Oh, well.
What's the matter?
What?
What? Have we got another mouse?
What you barking at?
What's wrong, dude?
Who the hell is that?
What is that? Okay, hold on!
All right! I'm gonna shoot it...
...and then I'm gonna stab it!
Don't shoot.
Who is that? Who are you?
Mr. Q, it's me.
Ja-- Jamie? Jamie!
Get-- Come on, get out of there!
What the hell were you thinking?
What do you think
you're doing here?
Do you know
what this looks like?
Do you know how much trouble
you could get me in?
No, of course not!
'Cause you kids, you don't--
you don't think of anything!
You just act on whatever idea
or stupid impulse
pops into your head
without any regard
for anyone else!
I'm sorry.
You're sorry? Oh, God.
What-- I don't--
What did you think
was gonna happen?
You were just gonna
pop out of there
like a goddamn birthday cake,
and I was gonna be stoked
for the company?
You don't even know me!
I could be some kind of weirdo
who, who eats kids!
You're not a weirdo. The way
you treat Rosie, you're nice!
Because I have a tiny dog?
Buffalo Bill had a tiny dog,
and he wore people's skin!
Who's Buffalo Bill?
What are you doing?
Looking up the campground,
so I can get ahold
of your parents.
You don't need to worry
about getting into trouble
because nobody gives a shit!
Oh-- oh-- hold, hold on.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hold, hold on. Hey, hey.
No. Just leave me alone.
I thought you were different.
I just wanted
to get out of there.
My mom left, so why can't I?
Why do I have to stay?
I've gotta work all day
while my dad just sleeps.
So we have a place to live.
So he has a place to watch TV!
I do everything!
I'm the kid, I'm not the parent!
Whoa. Okay.
Listen. It's okay.
Just-- come here.
Come have a seat.
-It's not fair.
-I know, I know.
So, what's wrong with your dad?
Does he hurt you?
No.
Ever since my mom left,
he just does nothing.
He's on-- is he taking anything?
-Is he, like, on pills or drugs?
-I don't think so.
-You two don't talk much, huh?
-There's never a time to.
He's always asleep.
All right. It's okay.
Come here.
She's so soft.
It's an awful lot of weight
for the shoulders
of someone so young.
Here. This should still be warm.
There. I'll take her. You eat.
Thank you.
There's a way out,
but this ain't it.
Your dad, he doesn't sound
like a bad guy.
Although it does seem
like he's dealing
with some serious
manic depression issues
that he should
probably seek help for.
But I bet
he truly cares about you.
No, he doesn't.
I bet the farm you're wrong.
That being said,
there is one person
that you're gonna be able
to rely on for a really
long time,
and that's yourself.
The way out is to keep
your head down and study hard,
whether it be in school
or through a trade.
That's your answer? School?
Look, I get it.
School sucks,
and college is expensive,
it's not for everybody.
But there's a l--
high schools that offer
really great
vocational programs now.
You could become an apprentice
in less than a year
and start making bank
before you even graduate.
Then you get to start
your own business
and you get to tell
everybody else what to do.
Get real, Mr. Q.
Like I could start
my own business.
Dude, you already run
your own business!
You're way ahead of the game!
You know what those
white-collar kids do in NYC
at their fancy internships?
They make coffee
and they run errands.
I make coffee and run errands.
Come on, you know what I mean!
Rosie loves french fries.
Don't you?
But if I give her this fry,
the grease is gonna give her
a horrible pancreatitis
and it's gonna wreck
her digestive system.
Poor thing
could be sick for days.
But I love her so much.
And I just want her to be happy.
But by giving her this fry,
I'm not showing her love
because I'm hurting her.
The point is,
sometimes the things
that we really want,
they're not the things
that we need.
This thing
that you hate so much,
it's gonna be your ticket
out of here.
And you're not gonna have to try
to run away or escape,
because you're gonna be able
to walk out
with your head held high
and never look back.
And maybe it's not worth more
than a burger and fry,
but I believe in you.
Thank you.
I-- I'm sorry for sneaking
into your RV and stowing away.
Yeah.
I did a lot of dumb stuff
when I was your age.
Well, God, nothing this crazy.
How old are you, anyway?
Almost 15.
Jesus Christ,
let's get you home.
Hey, Jamie, why don't you
step inside and lemme have
a word with your dad?
Okay.
M-- I don't know what to say.
Don't say anything. Just listen.
You need to get
your shit together.
Starting tomorrow,
you need to find
whatever therapist you need
that's gonna listen to you cry
and prescribe you
however many handfuls
of Zoloft or Prozac you need
to shove down your throat
to make you a parent again.
-Hey, I don't need this.
-It's not about you, man!
It's about that kid in there!
You have a brilliant,
reckless child that is just
desperate for guidance
and support.
Hey, don't look at your shoes!
Look at me!
Jamie is capable
of brilliant things,
if you would just pretend
to give a shit.
And if you can't do it for her,
then do it for yourself,
-because I will be back
to check in.
-Are you threatening me?
Oh-- no, sir.
No, sir. That's a promise.
I'm real good
at keeping my promises.
How about you?
My name is Sol.
I'm your kid's new tutor.
Bye, Jamie!
I'll talk to you next week!
Bye, Mr. Q!
Thanks for everything!
Hi.
It's me, Sol.
Gina's husband.
It occurs to me that...
...many of you
don't know what happened.
A few months ago,
a kid entered the school
where Gina and I work
as teachers together with...
with a gun.
He opened fire
through Gina's classroom, she--
She was so brave.
She protected her kids.
And bec--
and because of her efforts...
...no one else
was hurt that day.
She-- she died.
My-- my poor,
sweet girl, she's--
I'm just so lost.
I don't know what to do anymore.
I didn't even plan
this trip, she did.
And the truth is...
...Gina saved me
a long time ago.
Witnessing her-- her caring
for others is-- her passion,
it's, it's infectious.
But we work in a field
where we're handcuffed for d--
from doing what's best
for a society that--
that doesn't appreciate us,
and entitled parents
that blame us
for their shortcomings,
in a system that's
completely failed us.
And still...
no matter
what they threw at us,
she'd just keep pushing forward.
"It's all for the kids,"
she'd say.
And that's all that mattered.
And sadly,
I think if she had survived,
she'd still believe that.
But I don't.
I want to, but I can't.
She gave her life
for those kids,
and they killed her!
They killed her!
They killed both of us.
'Cause I died that day too.
- I just-- I don't know
if I can do this anymore.
Come here.
Thank you, mama.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Who the hell is this?
Hello?
Hi, Mr. Q.
Did I catch you at a bad time?
Jamie?
- What's up?
- I-- I'm sorry. I can call back.
No. What's the matter?
What do you want?
-Are you sure?
-No. It's fine.
Do you know anything
about Ohm's law?
Do I know about what?
It's like
a mathematical equation.
- I'm having a real hard time
understanding it.
- You know,
if only there was this thing
that you could type in
whatever question you have,
and it would just spit out
a million different answers
or references for you to study.
-Yeah!
-Yeah, yeah.
And what if they put that thing
on a little rectangle
-that you could carry around
in your pocket?
-That would be cool.
Yeah, yeah, pretty cool, right?
-Yeah.
-It's the Internet, Jamie.
I'm talking about Google.
I mean, yeah, I did, but--
No, I-- I'm just being shitty.
I'm sorry.
Hold on, give me a minute.
All right,
let's have a look.
Well, we had
power outage issues last week.
-Uh-huh.
-And I kind of shadowed
the electrician while he worked.
And you were right.
It's actually
really interesting!
-Yeah? That's awesome!
-Yeah. I'd like to learn more
'cause I guess
our setup is really old,
and it would be a good idea
to look into upgrading it,
because we could potentially
fry people's setups
- if they don't have
surge protectors.
- Jeez, now you tell me.
- Yeah. Sorry.
- All right, let's see.
"Ohm's law."
Oh, this is interesting.
- It looks, uh,
pretty electrifying, huh?
-Huh?
-Dude, are you kidding me?
- You gotta stop
with the dad jokes, Mr. Q.
You know where we are, Rosie?
- Hey, Mom,
comma, almost there, period.
See you in about five minutes,
exclamation point.
Oh, boy.
Okay, here we go.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
You know where we are?
Hello?
Mom? Dad?
Oh, hell yeah!
Hello?
Mm. Hey, Pa.
Hey!
Ew!
...ew, ew, ew!
Ew! God, no! No, no!
God! No, no!
Oh. Oh, come on!
What's wrong with this thing?
Oh, God! It's so fucking gross!
-Hey, there he is, my boy!
-Oh, no! No!
- No! No, no! No, no. No!
- Get over here!
Go wash your hands! Stop it!
You knew I was coming! No!
- Get over here.
- No-- Ay...
- Stop! No,
don't touch her!
- Who's this? Who's this?
I missed you so much, mijo.
I missed you too.
So, what? Are you
on some kind of vision quest?
- I see! And Rosie is
his spirit animal.
You know, I never really thought
about it like that until now.
What?
Why did you come here, boy?
What do you mean?
To visit my parents.
What is it
that you're looking for?
Djalo. Don't start.
I don't know.
Nothing.
I just didn't wanna
be there anymore.
All those stupid faces
looking at me
with all the worry and concern.
I see it in their eyes.
I'm not even a person anymore,
I'm just this manic mascot
of sadness and depression.
-Just a fucking clich--
-Solomon.
Hey, you're scaring
that little dog.
You wanna hold her?
Hi, Rosie! Hi, baby!
Uy! Uy, uy, uy!
- Mm.
So this must be
my granddaughter, huh?
She's so pretty.
You're the prettiest dog
in the world!
- Probably get your looks
from tata, huh?
What's the matter, pap?
Nothing, just work stuff.
Well, you know, you can always
come and stay with your mami.
What?
Well, it's just-- like,
we just got rid of him.
-Jon.
-What?
- He knows I'm joking.
- Come here.
Oh, stop kissing her
like that, that's gross.
Uh-oh, she's jealous of you.
Look at her, she's jealous.
All right. What's going on?
They want me
to teach Gina's class.
Like, the, the merger between
the two schools went through,
and now they want me
to move down to kindergarten.
Can you believe it?
That's bad?
Yes, of course it is!
They want me to go back
and teach my dead wife's class
in the room that she died in!
-Oh.
-Yeah, that's bad.
Mijo, they wouldn't have
asked you to do it
if they didn't have the faith
and confidence
that you could do a good job.
No, it's not that. It's-- it has
to do with all the seniority
and placement bullshit.
My principal says
it's the only way
that we all keep our jobs.
Oh, yeah,
you can't argue with that.
You know what? Screw that, man.
Why don't you use
the Indian card?
Yeah, just,
just say it's against
your religious beliefs
-or something like that.
-Ay, don't be stupid.
Well, they'll never know.
You know, nobody even knows
I'm mestizo up there.
What do they think you are?
With the name
"Solomon Queda"?
I live in upstate New York.
If your name ends with a vowel,
they just assume you're Italian.
Ay.
Yeah, well, you can blame...
for that one...
-Ugh.
-...when she was all
in her biblical phase.
- Oh, hush your mouth.
- Well, it's true.
Yes.
You two are annoyingly happy.
How'd you end up
together, anyway?
-Opposites attract.
-Ah! You know, back then,
chicks really dug
if they thought
you were the last of something.
-You're ridiculous.
-He's not wrong.
You can't tell me
you didn't use that
on your lady.
Come on.
Will you stop stressing?
You're gonna get the job,
and it's gonna be so great,
we get to work
at the same school.
We can have lunch together!
It's just-- I don't know
if I wanna do this now.
What?
What do you mean?
Baby, listen to yourself.
Talking about
having lunch together?
You don't even have time
to eat during the day.
That's why we have dinner
before 5:00 p.m.,
like a couple of old folks.
Look, I'm not trying
to be mean. It's just--
I see what you put up with,
and I see the way
they treat you,
all the long hours,
the extra work
during the summer.
They treat you like shit!
-You don't get it yet.
-I know, I know,
it's all about the kids.
No. I mean, yes.
But no. It's...
...it's more than that.
Uh, you can--
Just wait until you see
their faces light up
when they learn something new.
Or when they cry
because they have to go home.
Or when they accidentally
call you "mom."
I mean, yeah, we,
we don't get paid enough
and our efforts go unrecognized,
but nobody cares
about these poor kids either.
You know? We get to make
a difference.
I get to be there for them,
and... when you get to witness
that change happen,
it's the best feeling
in the world.
You're amazing.
I'm never gonna live up to you.
You're gonna be great.
And if you need anything,
I'll be just down the hall.
You never told me
the eagle found you.
Stop doubting yourself.
You know your path.
You know, the next day
we got Rosie.
The eagle came to me
shortly after
I started dating your mother.
That's when she told me
that we were gonna have
another roommate.
- He means you.
- Yeah, Ma, I get it.
Your name is Sol, like the sun.
When you showed up...
...you brought
so much light into our lives.
And you entrusted that light
in Gina when she was alive.
Don't stop now.
I'm going to bed.
Mijo, I love you.
Goodnight.
I love you too.
That is one tired woman.
Oh, God damn it! Why?
I just stopped
thinking about it!
Oh!
Yeah.
Oh, hey.
Yeah, this is cool.
I like this.
Oh!
Are these, like,
places that you've been to?
- Uh, yeah, most of them.
- Wow.
Oh, man.
Hey, what are the Oneida
and Mohawk like?
I don't know.
Are you serious?
You haven't made contact?
Jeez.
Don't you remember
what your grandfather
used to tell you?
"Stay out of my room"?
No.
No.
You always look
for human beings.
I mean, we're everywhere.
You know, some communities
are harder to find than others,
but... when Natives meet,
their hearts
recognize one another.
That's community.
You'll always have a home.
Hey, in this thing,
I am always home.
All right.
Listen,
try not to stay away
so long this time.
You know, we really miss you.
-Yeah, okay, I won't.
-All right, come here.
All right.
Take care of my granddaughter.
I will.
Smile, Rosie!
Look, we're headed
for adventure.
See? Daddy's driving.
Oh, man!
That's not working either.
Well, I'm just glad
it stopped backfiring.
Yeah, and I'm glad
we found a vehicle big enough
to fit all of us,
and your hat.
Why can't you just say
you like my hat?
I love it.
Yeah. Well said.
Not this time!
I don't even know
how to hold this!
Oh, my God.
Stop!
Thank God.
- Oh, shit! Timeout! Wait!
Timeout! What the--
You made it.
Yeah.
Did you get to see the redwoods?
Nah, not this time.
"Not this time"?
So you're staying?
Yeah.
Oh, man.
That's great. It's awesome.
Will you go to the school
with me?
Uh, yeah.
Sure.
Anything.
Thank you.
I got you.
You all right, man?
It's--
It's just--
It's strange how,
how I remember it
so differently.
A kid.
He died, right?
Yeah. Cop shot him.
What happened to his parents?
They moved.
Rent dodgers. Bad people.
That's sad.
Hey, uh, look,
this is just the bigger room.
But there's other rooms
we could go scout out
if you want.
It's okay.
I think I want to.
Hey, thanks for coming
with me today.
Hey!
Me and Cherri, man, we--
we're here with you,
we got your back!
-I appreciate it.
-Nah, man, we appreciate you.
Hey, sorry.
Hey, this might seem
like a weird question, but...
...are you Native?
Native to New York?
- No, Native American.
- Oh.
What made you ask me that?
No one's
never asked me that. I am.
But everyone thinks
I'm just a Black guy.
Oh, it's just something
my dad said.
Mm. You wanna start
unpacking these boxes?
Yeah.
All right.
- All right, gang! How was lunch?
- Good.
Good!
All right, let's learn
about some geography.
You know what time it is, right?
"Hey, Rosie! Where'd you Gosie?"
Good!
All right. Penelope, can you get
the lights for me, sweetheart?
Thank you!
Where do you think Rosie went
this weekend?
- She went to--
- Mount Rushmore!
Mount Rushmore!
Oh, man! You guys don't wanna be
a, a booger in Mount Rushmore?
- No.
- What if they paid you, like, $100?
- Yeah, I don't know-- I definitely--
-No. Still no.
- No?
- It, it, it feels-- $1000...
Oh, o-- okay. Well, 100,000,
that's-- that's your--
- 100,000,000.
- 100,000,000! Wow!