Shellfish (2020) Movie Script
1
[light music]
[ominous music]
[grunts] First, I was pricked
by that porcupine.
And by God, now what's
happening to me?
[grunting, growling]
-Professor?
-[growling continues]
-[growling]
-[screaming]
Ha! That was a clip
from my guest
Alexander Ronolio's first
of many films,
Beware the Porcupine Man.
Alexander, what inspired you
to bring your brand
of je ne sais quoi
to the silver screen?
[inhales] Well, Franklin,
when I was a kid, we didn't
have the money
to go to the movies,
but we did live next to
a drive-in sci-fi theater.
And so I would climb up
on the roof, and I could
see a man turn into a fly.
I could see killer clowns.
I could see a 50-foot woman.
-[dreamy music]
-Uh...
People don't know artists,
they know their art.
And as we fade,
the art remains.
All else comes and goes,
but film...
-is forever.
-[grunts]
[Kane]
Mom, they're in my room!
Bailey, what are you
doing with my camera?
How many time--
[grunts]
[Alexander] I mean,
why tell kids they can be
anything they wanna be
and then expect them
to narrow it down?
Anything they said
that couldn't be done,
they could do it with film.
And film is anything.
[upbeat music]
-I think I'm gonna be sick.
Yeah.
[laughter]
Bailey, slate it!
-Slate it.
-[Bailey] Beware
the Porcupine Man, take one.
-[clapper clacks]
-[ominous music]
[growling]
[high-pitched voice] Hello?
Hello?
-Oh!
-[growling]
[silly screaming]
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
Bailey's hand's in the shot.
We'll-- We'll fix it in post.
[growling continues]
[playful music]
-[Keller] Kane, Kane!
Careful, careful.
-[horn honks]
-[laughter]
-Good, Bailey?
Harper Belloway,
live at the scene here
as Keller Reid attempts to build
the world's tallest Jenga tower.
Shh!
[gasping]
[no audible dialogue]
[Kane] Keller!
-[banging on door]
-Come on, let's shoot this.
Keller!
Let's get this "shope"
on the rope.
-[music continues]
-[laughs]
You're missing out, Keller.
[imitates monkey calls]
[yelling]
-[grunts]
-[horn blares]
[heart beating]
[heartbeat slows]
[exhales shakily]
[knock on door]
[inhales, exhales]
["Hidden in the Sand"
by Tally Hall]
We were playing in the sand
And you found a little band
You told me you fell
In love with it
Hadn't gone as I planned
When you had to bid adieu
Said you'd never love anew
I wondered if
I could hold it
And fall in love
With it too
You told me to buy a pony
But all I wanted was you
[song continues]
[waves crashing]
[Keller]
Bailey, how's that look?
[light music]
[Keller yells]
Grab the other crab!
[Keller grunts]
Okay, okay, oh.
Whoa!
[Harper] Oh, come on.
-Don't be a baby.
-Don't push me.
-Oh. I could just make
another crab.
-Okay.
-I've got plenty of crabs.
-[Keller] Yeah?
-I've got crabs!
-Wait, wait, wait!
-I've got crabs!
-Let me catch my breath!
-I've got crabs!
-[both laughing]
[wistful music]
Bailey, did we get a permit?
[playful music]
[frenetic music]
[Harper]
Because they're cute,
-but they're also savages.
-[Keller] Mm-hmm.
And because I relate
to them a lot.
Maybe you'll be reincarnated
as a polar bear.
-Yeah. That's the dream.
-And that would--
-Ehh!
-What?
I just bit down on something.
-[spits]
-Ugh. You gonna finish that?
-That is a piece of coral
that was in my mouth.
-That's disgusting.
Oh. Did you ever hear...
about swallowing
watermelon seeds growing up?
Yeah. Same thing
if you swallow coral.
It grows and takes over
your entire body. So...
-Everybody knows that.
-Where is this coming from?
-Everybody knows that.
-What?
-Nobody knows that!
-[Harper muffled] Yeah. Bailey!
-Don't bring him into this.
-What happens when you
swallow a watermelon seed?
[Keller] Bailey, you do not
have to answer that.
[Harper] No, answer it.
I wanna get it on video.
-We're
already ruining the moment.
-It's capturing a moment.
-Thank you very much. Yes.
-Oh. Capturing the moment? Oh.
-Okay, okay.
-Okay. Whatever,
I need a napkin.
-[Keller] Uh!
-Okay. [chuckles]
-So, are we calling
in sick tomorrow?
-No one's calling in sick.
This guy calls in sick
more than he shows up.
Bailey, why don't you work
on editing when we get home?
You're gonna get carsick.
So let's get this "shope"
up on the rope, people.
[screaming]
[screaming continues muffled]
-[screams]
-[laughter]
[bubbly music]
[eagle shrieks]
[vomiting]
[Keller] Okay.
[music continues]
[hip-hop music]
Yo
Hundred thousand
Square miles
Of Great Barrier Reef
But the growing period
Is anything but brief
Takes a year and a half
For a reef to grow an inch
But our planet, ya see
Is in a climatory pinch
Due to global warming
The reefs get bleached
Affecting shellfish
Like this crab on the beach
-Save the planet
Keepin' it coral
-Yeah
-[laughter on video]
-[Keller groans]
Editing's great.
I think the editing--
I thought it was great.
It was fantastic.
-Bailey, seriously, good job.
-Yeah, good--
Hey, can we talk
about something?
Okay. Yeah, yeah. What's up?
[wistful music]
I've been thinking a lot...
and I think that we should...
[heart beating]
keep it coral.
-[laughing] What?
-Good night.
Hey, I need your help
with something.
-Is it your attitude?
-It's a video that
I'm working on of my artwork.
It's for a college application.
Mmm. Harper's growing up.
I'm a big girl now.
-Good luck with that.
-Wait, are you gonna help me?
[upbeat music]
-I'm good. You got it.
-Keller!
[inhales] Fine! I'll help you.
Tell your sister
to stop creeping.
Good night.
Is that my sweater?
Little late.
-[mom clears throat]
-[pinball machine sound]
Uh, your father and I would like
to have a talk with you.
[game over pinball machine
sound]
-Carl?
-[wheels scrape]
Hey!
Hi, boys. Oops. [chuckles]
-Sorry. Better?
-No.
-Better?
-No.
There we go.
-Come on. Let's have a seat.
-[mom] Where were you?
[pinball machine voice]
Now you die!
[gunfire noises]
Ah! Another contest.
[inhales] Did they pay you
upfront this time?
-[chuckles] No, it's a--
it's a contest, Mom.
-[sighs]
Keller... [inhales]
you need to focus.
You need to think about
getting a real job.
You need to maybe
start paying rent.
-No more contests.
-[game over sound plays]
Honestly, I wonder about
the practicality of Bailey
even going to film school.
-Wait, wait--
-Bailey, would you
care to chime in here?
-[dad] I'm sorry, son.
-[mom] Don't apologize.
-[dad] I'll apologize
to whoever I want.
-[mom] Where's my apology, then?
Our son wants to be a filmmaker,
not a bag boy.
Maybe his father should
have thought of that before
he became a mechanic.
I am not just a mechanic.
I am a pinball mechanic.
[pinball machine noise]
Die, Commie scum!
-[dad] And you
used to love pinball!
-Fine. I'll get a job.
I'll get a job.
[pinball machine music]
[pinball machine voice]
You can't win!
[maniacal laughter]
[mysterious music]
[music crescendos]
[gasping]
[panting]
[grunts]
[swallows]
Bailey!?
Are you filming me sleeping?
What? Don't! What?
Why aren't you at school?
Oh, you're sick?
Bailey's sick.
Oh, no.
What's this week's performance
gonna be?
-[mouthing sounds]
-Oh. Oh, my God.
Oh, Bailey!
My sweet Bailey!
[fake sobbing]
Listen, high school
is gonna suck.
It's good that high school
sucks 'cause that means
you haven't peaked yet.
So let's just
get your backpack on,
get some pants on,
and I'll take you
on my way to class. [sighs]
Let's get this "shope"
on the rope.
Cinema verit. What is it?
-[door opens]
-[inhales]
[door creaking]
[door clangs]
-Mr. Reid.
-Yeah, sorry. Sorry.
[chuckles]
-I-- I can't dance--
-If you don't want to dance,
then don't show up late.
-Not today-- Please, please.
-Mr. Reid!
-[silly music]
-Shake your moneymaker.
-[stammers] That's enough.
-[music stops]
[inhales, exhales]
Mr. Reid, please show up
on time tomorrow, hmm?
For everybody's sake.
I have some exciting news
for you lucky students.
A graduate of our film
department has decided
to donate a grant
to the team of students
who can produce
-a feature length
motion picture.
-Who's the donor?
[chuckles]
He wishes to remain anonymous.
-It's
Alexander Ronolio, isn't it?
-[chuckles] I can't say.
He's the only one
from this department
who'd have any money--
You watch your mouth when
you speak of this department!
[clears throat]
To be eligible, submit a scene
which encompasses
the very essence of what
your film will be about
by this time next week.
-[whimsical music]
-[eyeball squelches]
The donor wishes
for the filmmaker to be fast,
nimble!
One week.
Collaborate.
Now.
[indistinct chatter]
Mr. Reid.
Let me make one thing clear
to you.
If you plan on
participating in this,
you'll have to work with people,
not just inanimate figures.
I want warm bodies
on that screen. Hmm?
Get to work.
[chatter continues]
[playful music]
He-hey.
Um, would you want to work
on my film with me?
Well, we already have a group.
But we need somebody
to hold boom.
S-- oh.
Just boom?
Um...
That's okay.
I'm not really a boom guy,
sorry.
All right. That's fine with me.
[music continues]
-Hey, would you guys
wanna work on--
-Already busy, dude.
[chair thudding]
Serendipity.
Maybe I could be
of some assistance.
Kruko.
-I know who you are, Kruko.
We're in class together.
-What class?
-This class.
-You're Keller Reid!
-Yep.
-[laughs] You're Kell--
Keller Reid!
Indeed.
Need weed, Reid?
[clicks tongue] No.
Suit yourself, "Kemosake."
But guess what?
You need anything?
Anything? Boom!
Call Kruko.
That's for you. Keep that.
-You play guitar?
-No.
-Why do you have--
-Mr. Kruko!
Smoke that outside if you must.
[Kruko sneezes]
[teacher] Bless you.
[sneezes]
[silence]
-Hey, can I borrow your notes?
-[rhythmic mellow music]
Okay. How's this? Um...
-Man-eating cats.
-[slurps]
-Man eating cats.
-[man growls]
[burps]
Ah, here's one.
The Ordained Minotaur.
After drinking magic
holy water,
a minister
becomes a mythological
half bull, half man.
-[sucks teeth] Yeah.
-Aren't your parents
expecting you to get a job?
My parents aren't gonna know
about this.
Well, you could
get a summer job.
No, my dad got a summer job,
like, 20 years ago
and summer's still not over.
There's one right here.
Uh, "Film me and my turtles
hanging out."
Yep, I don't have time for
the turtle man right now.
-I don't have time
for anything but this.
-Okay.
-You're still gonna
help me with my project, right?
-Webcam disease.
It's where your eyes lag
two seconds behind your ears--
-Keller.
-What?
My video for grad school?
Yes, all right. Okay.
I will make time for that.
Okay, um...
An average teenage girl.
Just every time
she blows bubblegum,
it makes a fart sound.
-[farts]
-Critics call it "cafartic."
How many of Ronolio's
films do you think were
based off fart jokes?
[sighs] Coral.
A girl finds a beautiful fish...
[dreamy music]
-a red and blue fish...
-[water bubbling]
and follows it
to its coral home,
surrounded by miles
of white dying coral.
But she's too big
to swim inside,
and she scrapes herself...
and suddenly coral grows
on her skin.
And she becomes more
and more covered in it
until sh--
Um...
What does that say?
She dies.
-She dies?
-Wow. Inspiring ending.
-Okay, endings are hard.
-Well, how do you expect
to shoot that in a week?
I don't know! We'll do
half live action and the
other half stop motion
and you could play
Coral Girl who dies.
M'kay, were you planning
on asking if I had time?
-Do you have time?
-Wow, thank you for asking.
Yeah!
Um, well, I'm going up
to Washington next Tuesday
for an admissions interview--
-[groans]
-Or you know what?
Maybe I'll just stay there.
No. Um, that's great.
Yeah. What about Bailey? Bailey?
Bailey, can you help out
with this project?
He's got time. We've got time.
Everybody's got time.
That's great.
All we need now
are some more actors.
I act.
I was the lead in the fall
play three years straight
because of this monologue.
Daddy wanted me to be tough
but a lady.
Yes, sir. No, ma'am.
I wanna be great
like you, Daddy.
Look at me. [laughs]
Lost like balled up parchment
on a cold, damp Chicago street.
Your own father would
sooner spit on your grave.
[spits]
-Okay, I think we're good.
-I welcome the day when this
world has long forgotten me
and I can rest in a deep slumber
tucked by the dirt
and the maggots that occupy
my soul.
Till then, 'tis a cold night
indeed.
[gasps, exhales]
[inhales]
[chuckles, blows]
[whistles, pops]
[whimsical music]
That-- Wow. Um...
Where did that come from?
-I wrote it.
-That's a lie.
She just--
She just lies for no reason.
That's from Kissimmee
Nights in Hell.
I haven't seen that yet.
When did you--
She saw it last week
with some guy.
Bye.
[door squeaks, closes]
[inhales] Um...
Well, I think we're gonna go,
so come on, Bailey.
[Keller groans]
[rock music]
I don't believe
In happy endings
I still believe in love
But I don't believe
In happy endings
I tried to wait through
The eye of the storm
And I want you
Baby, I want you
[dreamy music]
-[sighs] Okay.
-[upbeat music]
[muffled] Hey.
[muffled] So you and Kruko?
-[song volume decreases]
-What?
[normal volume]
So you and Kruko?
No.
-That's not what he said.
-[music volume increases]
Harpey, babe-- [screams]
It's a heart.
That's no accident.
[Keller] Oh, Bailey.
Okay, let's do this.
Music for Coral.
Take one.
[acoustic upbeat music]
[music stops]
[metronome ticking]
[tambourine clatters]
[whimsical music]
Hey, Peter.
Tony? Yeah, it's Keller.
Keller Reid.
What's up, Shane?
It's Keller. We have, like,
three classes together.
Anyways,
I'm doing this short film.
Hey, Phoebe, Keller Reid?
You borrowed my pen once.
Anyways, are you doing
anything this weekend?
Hey, listen, I need a grip
and I noticed you have
really large hands.
Hey, Cherr. [chuckles]
Hi, it's Keller.
Keller Reid.
I jumped your car that one time.
Okay. Never mind. [yells]
[chuckles] Ashley, it's Keller.
Keller Reid.
Keller Reid, yeah, um...
From cinematography,
we just did some
scenes together.
Not important, anyways.
Listen, I'm working on--
[grunts]
-[disconnect tone beeping]
-Ow.
[grunts softly]
[mellow upbeat music]
[Harper's voice] What happens
when you swallow
a watermelon seed?
-[heart beating]
-[gears squeaking]
[Harper's voice echoes]
Keller!
[Harper on phone]
Keller! Okay. Hanging up.
No, no. I'm sorry. I'm here.
I'm here.
Oh, great. Well,
you're supposed to be here.
-See you soon.
-Okay.
[whimsical music]
-Excuse me!
-Get out of my room already.
-That is my phone!
-Just stay--
But your room
has the best lighting.
What am I supposed--
[playful music]
-[music stops]
-[objects clatter]
[music resumes]
[Harper]
Am I interrupting something?
I'm so--
I'm...
I'm so sorry.
Maybe we can glue it
or something?
Everything okay?
She has her own room, but no.
I want skates, she wants skates.
I'm an artist, she's an artist.
I'm a thing, she's a thing.
You guys have a lot in common.
No. I mean, one year,
she tried out for the same role
as me
-just 'cause
she knew I wanted it.
-Really? What was that?
-Scarecrow.
-Scarecrow?
Mm-hmm.
-[Keller] So who got the part?
-She did.
I got Dorothy,
but my dad dressed up as Toto,
which was really sweet.
-Ah, yes, a self-portrait.
-[both laugh]
[whimsical music]
-I don't know. I love cats.
-[indistinct chatter]
No, I almost did die
white water rafting.
-Really? Oi.
-Yeah! By my life vest.
And you just...
Squirtle, Charizard,
Pikachu, others.
-Nah, I can only do three.
-[laughs]
-[both laugh]
-[Harper] Oh, sh--
-How are you going to
attach this to anyone's face?
-Like this.
[laughter]
[gentle music]
[water bubbling]
He's the one that's with her
from the beginning.
And they kind of have
this special relationship
I don't know.
Just kind of value that.
He's just like us.
We're all just the man
behind the curtain.
We're all just hiding
behind ourselves.
Hiding behind ourselves?
Yeah. Welcome to
my philosophy class.
What do you think happens
when we die, then?
That was a bit of a leap.
Now it's starting to
feel like
that's all I have
to remember him by,
just these videos.
[music swells]
[ukulele music]
-[knock on door]
-[mom] Keller?
-Hi! Hey!
-Hey.
Melinda's son has
a collection of turtles that
he needs someone to record,
and he can pay you $100.
And I said you would love to.
Uh, Mom, I don't really
have time to be recording--
Why not? I think it would be
a great opportunity.
Uh, I just don't.
I have a, um, a job interview.
Where?
[clicks tongue] Um...
-Apple.
-Wow. What?
That's great.
Well, let me know how it goes.
That's-- huh! Uh, oh, okay.
I gotta run, but, um,
check on your brother
for me, okay?
-He's not feeling that great.
-Oh, okay.
-All right. Bye.
-Yeah. Yeah, all right.
Bye, Mom.
[whimsical music]
-[knock on door]
-[papers crinkle]
[pencil clatters]
-Love you, son.
-Love you, Mom.
[kisses] Bye.
Hey, Mom says you're
not feeling too good.
Let me feel.
Okay, I'll let you rest.
-You faker!
Let me feel your head!
-[music swells]
Let me feel that forehead.
Oh, you're so sick.
You have to go to school,
Bailey!
People who don't go to
school become pinball
mechanics like Dad!
[music calms]
-Hey, Dad--
-Do you have a second?
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Good.
[dad]
This machine wasn't so happy.
A kid caught his finger up
in the coin return once.
This one right here.
I had to cut his finger
clean off.
If it wasn't for that machine,
you two wouldn't even be here.
That's how I met your mom.
But I quickly found out...
Hey. I quickly found out...
that life would work out...
if you, uh, you know,
just pull back...
and let go.
[dinging]
I wasn't happy...
because I wasn't
making anyone happy...
-unless I was fixing
pinball machines.
-Dad.
-I don't wanna play pinball.
-Then don't.
I was talking to Bailey.
It's not all about you.
-[light clicks]
-Got it?
Okay. [kisses]
Come on. Let's have some fun.
[pinball machine noises]
Hey.
You ever see Ghost?
Like the movie Ghost?
Where he's like-- they do this.
And he's a ghost.
Touch me again
and I'll cut your hand off
and call it art.
[horror music]
-[screams, grunts]
-[guitar music]
Harpey, Harpey.
[water running]
Hey, you've got sponge
on your face.
It's coral, actually.
-Um... [chuckles]
I was gonna tell you--
-Wait.
[waltz music]
Sorry.
Think I'm gonna leave this
to you this weekend.
No.
-What?
-One of the grad schools
wants me to paint something new.
-Oh--
-Anyway, I'm supposed to
drive it up this next weekend.
Oh, wait. Next weekend?
-Yeah, this next weekend.
-Are you saying this weekend
or next weekend?
-The next weekend
that's happening.
-That's not next weekend.
-That's this weekend.
-Okay. Well, this weekend.
I'm driving this weekend.
We're shooting.
We're shooting this weekend.
Well, yeah, but you
can find someone else.
You're the main actor.
What about next weekend?
-What?
-Maybe you could drive up there
next weekend.
-I could go with you. We could--
-No, I don't wanna risk
them saying forget it.
-I might actually get into
this school, you know?
-Yeah.
I mean, can't you
be excited for me?
Of course.
That's amazing.
I'm very excited for you.
Really?
Yeah.
Yes, I was just--
You just what?
I don't know, I was j--
I was kind of counting on you.
-[sighs]
-You always count on me,
and I've been counting
on you to make that
application video for me,
like you said you would.
How's that coming?
[scoffs] I've been busy.
Everyone is.
I also have things going on.
I also have things going on,
Keller.
And Bailey, your parents,
there are other people
besides you.
Even Kane knew that.
[somber music]
-[grunts]
-[car horn blares]
-[guitar music]
-Kruko.
Somebody say Kruko?
Did somebody say Kruko?
[laughs]
Keller Reid! Hey, bud.
-Is this your kid?
-That's my--
No, that's my brother, Bailey.
Brother Bagely.
Pleasure's all mine.
Uh, let's get this "shope"
on the rope.
Where did you--
Where'd you hear that from?
I've been saying that since
I was a little tot, I think.
[sighs]
Okay, did you get my text?
[clicks tongue]
Uh, no, I-- I don't believe
in written communication.
-Okay, um... I need
an actor for today.
-Yeah.
-Have you ever acted before?
-Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
-You know Shakespeare?
-Yeah.
[vape pen crackles]
Okay. Angela's not answering.
Let's go pick her up.
Let's get this, uh, "shope..."
-Okay. Just get in the car.
-Whew. Whoa!
-[door ajar alarm chirps]
-Brother Bagely!
-[car doors close]
-[chirping continues]
-Kruko, I'm gonna need you
not to do that.
-[inhales]
[knocking]
[mom] I thought you were
going on a job interview.
Uh, I am.
With your brother and...?
Sex omelette, Kitty Cat.
-What's-- What is that?
-I-- just ig--
-It's Kruko.
-Kruko!
What's that?
Uh, it's paperwork.
[chuckles]
Keller, I swear to God,
if this is another useless
contest you're entering,
you have got to get a job
or you're gonna have to
move out of the house.
Wh-wh-- Mom, I'm getting a job.
Okay, I'll get a job--
Are you telling me that trunk
is not full of equipment?
Hmm?
[tense music]
[taps trunk]
Open the trunk. Keller.
Open it. Keller. [taps trunk]
Pop it.
-[Kruko] I think she wants you
to open the trunk.
-Open it.
[taps trunk]
-[tires screech]
-[mom yells]
Whoo!
[Kruko]
Savage move, Keller Reid.
Ah, who was that? Whew.
In for the evening
Underachieving
Making a film about myself
[muffled]
On the telephone
Comic impressions
Subtle confessions
-[woman] What?
-Hi! Ms. Belloway,
I'm here to see--
-Yeah, yeah.
[coughs] Yeah. Harper!
-Thank you.
I'm here to see Angela!
[music continues]
Into the city
[normal volume]
J'ai adore chez vous
Que rime
Avec les chez vous
-Using the Internet
for French
-[Bailey hiccups]
J'utilise l'internet
Mon amour est toi
-[Bailey hiccups]
-I really love ya
[vocalizing]
-[Bailey hiccups]
-[screams]
-Boom!
-[music blasts]
[music continues muffled]
-[door squeaks]
-[Harper sighs]
Hey.
[chuckles] Um...
Sorry. Didn't mean to--
Is, um, Angela--
I'm not here--
Is Angela here?
-Ang-- Angela home?
-Angela!
She'll be right down.
Thank-- Thank you!
-[music playing softly]
-I'm feeling-- I'm feeling
pretty hiccupy.
You know what I mean?
[hiccups]
[hiccups]
[hiccups]
[screams]
[sighs] All right.
Gotta work on that,
"Kemosake." Okay?
Work on that a little bit.
All right.
-Boom!
-[music blasts]
-[Angela] Hi!
-Hi!
Hi! Uh, I'm ready.
-Heh, you look ready.
-[both laugh]
Thanks. Uh, I tried really hard.
I can-- I can see that.
I'm giving you one
last chance, "Kemosake."
Okay? Listen.
You got demons in you, man.
You know how I know?
I got 'em, too. Okay? Come on.
Come on!
Come on, Bagely. Scare me, huh?
Do it! Come on!
Come on, Bagely!
Come on, man! Come on!
Come on! Do it!
Let's do it right now!
Right now!
Three, two, one!
[yelling]
[demonic scream]
[Bailey panting]
[music continues muffled]
[Keller sighs]
G--
Hey, you okay?
-What were you guys--
-Did you--
-What were you--
-Oh, do you--
-Just--
-You go.
-You want me to--
-Would you--
-Kruko.
-Kruko.
[Angela chuckles]
Angela, um, script's back there,
and marshmallows like you
wanted.
Okay, Kruko, I got a swimsuit
for you, too.
[Kruko] Won't need it.
-[Keller] I insist.
-Hey, toss me one of those
sugar pillows, Mama.
Kellermundo, you'll like this.
Bagely, check it out.
[Keller] Kruk-- Kruko, stop.
-[Kruko gasps softly]
-[Keller] Stop.
-That's so cool.
-Stop lighting things in my car.
-That's the mallow candle,
brother.
-[gasps]
That's for you.
I never told you that?
They called me Pyro in pre-K.
[pop music]
[Kruko]
Is there nutmeg in here?
[Keller]
Don't touch my glove box, Kruko.
Have you read the script?
-Kruko? I--
-Yo?
-Have you read the script?
-No.
Don't need to, "Kemosake."
-Boom!
-[hip-hop music blasts]
-[Keller] Stop doing that!
-So she dies?
-That's how it ends?
-[Keller] Yeah.
Did you see that girl?
She, like--
Oh, it was that, it was that.
-Never mind.
-Bailey, wait don't read--!
[vomiting]
[vomiting continues]
-Okay.
-Let it all out, Bagely.
-There you go!
-Let me get you some water.
Let Mother Nature do her thing.
Open those valves.
Okay. Oh! [grunts]
Here, drink this. Heh.
-[Kruko] Vomit is just...
-All right, um--
the body's way of saying
try again later.
[Keller] Okay, you good?
All right. We good to go?
Okay. Um...
Why-- Why don't you just
take a-- take a nap?
Sure? Good?
Okay, cool.
-Kruko!
-Yo!
-Let's go!
-Whoo!
-[engine starts]
-[guitar music]
[engine revs]
Hey, not to marsh the mellow,
"Kemosake,"
but, uh, how are we gonna
shoot this with no camera?
[playful music]
Okay, uh, Kruko.
Kruko.
Kruko!
-Hey, Kruko.
-[grunts]
Yeah. Hey, man,
we gotta get a take, okay?
-You got it,
"Kemosake." All right.
-Okay. Just stay here.
All right.
We're still good, Bailey?
-Okay, cool. Kruko!
-[Kruko grunts]
Kruko!
-[Kruko groans, grunts]
-Hey, Kruko.
We need to get rolling. Okay?
-You got it, "Kemosake."
-Okay. Great, cool.
-Kruko.
-[grunts]
-Kruko. Kruko.
-[grunts]
We need to get a take. Okay?
You got it, "Kemosake."
Bailey, we're good?
-Okay, um...
-[Kruko groans]
Kruko. Listen.
Listen.
[waves crashing]
The sea.
It's ready.
Great. Okay, Angela.
Angela. Okay, hey.
All right, great.
Guys, I need you
to get close together.
And we're gonna get
a shot of you running up
onto the beach together.
Okay, good? Okay.
Ready? And...
Good, Bailey? Okay.
And... action!
Good, good.
Now, Angela, your arm hurts.
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
And, Kruko, now you console her.
You make her feel better.
Yeah. Good. Goo--
No, guys, no. Stop, stop!
Oh, too much. Way too much.
All right.
Stop. Stop.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
Okay, that's enough.
Um, Bailey, how we doing?
Okay, uh, I'll just--
I'll just delete some stuff.
It's gonna be fine.
Hey, I was thinking,
what if we got a shot
up there on that rock?
Got really high up.
Looking out into the horizon.
What do you think?
Hey, guys, guys, hey!
-Whoa, hey!
I'm getting the shots here!
-That's not--
We need another take, okay?
So if you can get in positions.
What was wrong
with the last one?
The camera ran out of space.
We need another take.
Can't you just,
like, fix it in post?
The camera was not recording.
We need another take.
Okay, guys?
-We've been filming for hours!
-We just got here!
Uh, if we're gonna be
filming for much longer,
I'm gonna need
to increase my pay.
Your pay is supposed
to be marshmallows!
[panting]
Okay, let's take a break.
How about that?
Put your shirt back on.
Help her get into makeup.
Stop making out.
Bailey, go get the reflector,
please.
Let me make some room on here.
[somber music]
Bailey.
Bailey, I need you
get the reflector.
Okay? Thank you.
[no audible dialogue]
[music gradually crescendos]
[Harper] Kane!
-[line rings]
-[pants, groans]
-[woman on phone]
911. What's your emergency?
-Hi! Uh.
-Uh.
-Hello?
-[gasping]
-Are you under duress?
Hello?
Are you able to respond--
-Hey!
-Wh-What?
-Stop, stop, stop, stop!
-What? Hey, hey, hey!
-No! Stop! Stop!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Easy, "Kemosake!"
It's Kemosabe, Kruko!
Kemosabe!
-Bagely! The anger--
-My name is Bailey!
Okay, okay.
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
-Wanna get--
Let's get a shot up--
-I'm not getting up there.
Why am I always
behind the camera?
I shoot the shots,
I edit the videos,
I do the music.
But it's always
the Keller Reid show!
Okay, it--
It doesn't have to be that way.
That should be me
making out with Angela.
But you casted
some big, dumb idiot
that you don't even know.
And you didn't even consider me.
Bailey, I thought you
wanted to shoot it.
Did you ever think
maybe I'm sick
of shooting stuff for you?
[panting]
Hey, hey, Bailey, hey, hey.
Okay, okay.
-We can talk about
this later, okay?
-We don't talk!
We only talk about videos,
but if you wanna talk
about something,
Kane died!
Kane's dead!
And we haven't
talked about it once.
I'm not your goddamn
production assistant.
I'm your brother!
Talk to me.
-[softly] Bailey.
-[sniffling]
[somber music]
-We can talk about this later.
I need you to help--
-You shoot it!
I'm done, Keller!
-I'm done helping you!
-Fine!
[eerie music]
-[seagull caws]
-[gasps]
Hey, Keller.
Oh, you don't look so good.
Keep it coral.
[no audio]
[somber music]
[machine beeping]
[grunts]
-[sighs]
-Bailey?
The footage.
Did...
Doctor! [sighs]
-[chair squeaks]
-[footsteps thudding]
[metal wheels clang]
Hello, Mr. Reid.
I'm Dr. Krukowski.
How are you feeling today?
Like I fell off a cliff.
[sighs] You're very lucky
considering that fall.
[clicks tongue]
You're gonna have to
take it easy for a little bit
and wear that brace
for a couple days.
-Other than that,
you'll be just fine.
-[chair squeaks]
Wait. Doctor, can you take
a closer look at my throat?
I think-- I think something
might be growing inside of it.
[chair squeaks]
[bed motor whirring]
-[sighs]
-[chair squeaks]
[doctor sighs]
Go and open up.
All right.
-Say ah.
-Ah.
-More like ahh.
-Ahh.
-Ahh. Ahh.
-Ahh.
All right, go ahead
and give us a swallow.
-[swallows]
-Like a, like a... [gulps]
A swallow.
Like you're swallowing some,
like, like a large something.
Like you should've chewed it
a bit more.
-Swallow. Yeah.
-[swallows]
All right. [inhales, exhales]
Bailey, has your brother been
under a lot of stress lately?
[inhales]
Only for the past seven years.
[doctor] Hmm.
[clicks tongue]
It's just stress.
It's... just stress?
[inhales]
That c-c-clicking sound
you're hearing
is your throat muscles
tightening up.
The more you think about it,
the more it's gonna happen.
So just don't think about it.
Uh, how do I-- How do I do that?
Relax. Try meditation.
[sighs]
When you're feeling better,
exercise.
But no more rock climbing.
Okay?
[clicks tongue]
Anyhoo, the lady,
I mean, the nurse,
which is a man,
will be in here in a moment
to help get this "shope"
on the rope.
[chair squeaks]
-Ah.
-[somber music]
[upbeat pop music]
It's all right
It's all right
[coughs] Harpey!
Babe, what are you doing here?
You've been here.
This is my house.
Angela's my sister.
Who's Angela?
[door squeaks]
Harpey!
-Did you just slam
the door on my boyfriend?
-Kruko is not your boyfriend.
-You don't get to tell me
who is or is not my boyfriend.
-[sighs]
-[muffled arguing]
-Stupid. Stupid. Come on, Kruko.
Come on, Kruko.
-I don't need your protection.
-Know what? Yes, you do.
-Give that back to me.
-Clearly you do.
-Okay.
-Why do you always
have to have your cell phone?
-[Angela] Give it back to me.
-[arguing continues]
[hums, clears throat]
La-- Ladies
I'm just
looking out for you, okay?
You were my best friend
and you didn't
need any followers
to tell you you were special.
Nobody ever thought
I was special.
Gonna party with
With, with
With Kruko
I'm gonna party with Kruko
-Party with Kruko
-Your family did.
Dad did.
I do.
Ladies
It's time to party
With Kruko
Get your party hats on
Strap 'em on tight
Hey.
What? Wait!
Come on!
-[piano music]
-Come on!
[laughs]
[laughs]
[garage door whirring]
[engine turns off]
[Keller grunts]
[seat belt unlatches]
Bailey.
You know why I want
to make this movie?
I want Mom to see that
a film degree was worth it...
for you.
A four-hour nap back to Vegas,
and that's all you came up with?
[guitar music]
Bailey.
[car door closes]
[melancholic music swells]
Mom?
Mom, can you let me in?
[coughs]
[exhales]
We did not leave off good. Um...
I don't have a job at Apple.
God, I could go for
an apple right now.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I sped away
with Bailey.
I'm sorry Kane's gone.
[voice breaks]
I'm sorry your son's gone.
That must've been
so hard for you.
[somber piano music]
[light guitar music]
["La La La" by Animal House
playing]
[snake hisses]
Things are getting hot
But you don't seem to know
Or care to drop
Pink is not your cop
-'Cause you
Don't seem to...
-[hissing]
And you say,
"La, la, la, la, la, la
La-la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
[music stops]
[metronome clicking]
[electric guitar playing]
-[sneezes]
-Bless you.
-Uh, thank you.
-[items clattering]
Did words just come
out of your mouth?
Yeah.
Do you wanna sit?
[jingling]
-Please don't touch my things.
-[laughs]
Uh, it's missing
a couple legs, but, um...
I found it.
[Harper]
Sometimes I go to this beach.
My dad, he loves this--
Loved this beach.
And, um, one time...
This is gonna sound really,
really crazy, but, um,
this crab just crawls
right up to me,
and it just stops,
and it's just looking up at me
with its little eye stalks,
like...
like it knows me, like,
like it knows exactly
what I was going through.
[clicks tongue]
And in that moment, I just...
I just let go...
'cause I was just
in that moment.
-You wanna hear my music?
-[chuckles]
Yeah.
Okay.
Put these on.
[gentle music]
["Ave Maria" plays]
[man sniffles]
Thank you.
-[woman singing]
-[sighs]
[sobs]
[man] Yes. [sobs] Yes!
[grunts, sniffles]
[muffled rock music]
-[knocking]
-[music playing
through headphones]
Bailey?
[volume increases]
[music continues muffled]
[whimsical music]
[no audible dialogue]
[pinball machine sounds]
[lo-fi music]
[door squeaks]
[dreamy music]
[Harper's voice] Dear Keller,
endings are hard,
but this is better
than she dies, I think.
After being scraped,
the girl becomes more
and more covered in coral
until not a single spot
on her body remains untouched.
And she retreats to where
coral reefs once thrived
into the ocean
and dies.
But then, beneath the waves,
all of the miles of coral
that was once bleached
comes back to life,
vibrant and reincarnated.
Keep it coral, Keller.
Harper.
[upbeat piano music]
[music playing through laptop]
[soothing music]
[no audible dialogue]
[crowd applauds]
["Keeping It Coral"
by Harper & Keller plays]
Yo
[Keller's voice] This one goes
out to all the invertebrates
out there. [chuckles]
Hundred thousand
Square miles
Of Great Barrier Reef
But the growing period
Is anything but brief
Takes a year and a half
For a reef to grow an inch
But our planet, ya see
Is in a climatory pinch
Due to global warming
The reefs get bleached
Affecting shellfish
Like this crab on the beach
["Bailey's Song" plays]
[Bailey's voice]
To me,
nothing beats
what's behind the scenes.
You let your guard down because
no one will ever see this.
-Get out of here, sir!
[shrieks]
-[laughs]
You want them to remember you
for that perfect take...
[vomits]
-...that perfect performance.
-[grunts]
-[laughter]
-Keller, you wanna
make something in a week.
-Hey, Bailey.
-Something that lasts forever.
And whether or not you do,
just remember...
you're my brother...
and that's forever.
[muffled applause]
[applause continues]
[both sigh]
-Hey.
-Hey.
Was that you up there?
-Yeah-- That was, uh--
-Onscreen?
Me and Bailey,
my brother Bailey.
Ah. Bailey? Yes.
Well, I recognize you.
Well, the actors.
Nice to meet you.
-Alexander.
-Hi. Hi. [chuckles]
Hello. My first film,
shot it in a cemetery
about three miles wide.
The night before
production began
I walked the entire
estate barefoot.
I put my hand on every
single tombstone,
every crucifix, every monument.
-[chuckles]
-I wanted to know that...
[crunches]
even though
I never met these souls,
nor had they known me
or who I was
or who I would become,
that at least for a moment,
I could touch the lives
of those who lived in
the same world as me
and the world that would become.
-Wow.
-Because without people,
filmmakers like us
are nothing.
[piano chimes]
[announcer]
And this year's winner is...
Luther Barker
for The Prince of Magic.
[cheering, applause]
Wow! I'm honored
to receive this award,
but I could not
have pulled it off
without support
from my amazing friends,
my family, my team.
[dialogue fades] You know,
I'm gonna need you all
to shoot this feature...
[dreamy music]
[indistinct chatter]
[chuckles]
Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
I'm trying to leave.
-Hey, Keller! What's up, man?
-Hey! Congratulations!
Aw, thank you. I wanted to--
I wanted to say thank you
-because you held the boom
for us...
-Yeah.
-...and we couldn't
have done it without you.
-I got to go, but congrats.
Wait, wait,
no, no, no, you don't.
You don't have to go.
You can't go.
Alexander Ronolio just
invited us all to his spot,
his private studio,
and we're gonna be talking
about parties
and movies and all kinds
of great ideas.
You gotta come, man.
He invited you, he wants you
to be here.
-He invited me?
-Yeah, he invited us all.
And you're part of the team.
Let's do it. Come on!
["I of the Storm"
by Indigo Kidd playing]
I c-- Can my brother go instead?
-[music continues]
-[engine revs]
I believe in love
But I don't believe
In happy endings
I still believe in love
But I don't believe
In happy endings
Hey!
-Can I help you?
Excuse me, sir.
-Shh!
Did you just shush me?
Do you want me to
rip your lips off?
Are you a student here?
Um...
Are you a student here?
No, but I know a future
student here, so that's--
Yeah, we got
an unwelcome guest
-by building
Bravo Foxtrot Charlie.
-Please don't do that.
-May need backup.
-I'm in the middle of something.
My best friend's in there,
and I screwed up.
-You've screwed up before,
right?
-Nope.
Okay, well, I did, and--
[sighs]
I did.
I've been a sucky friend
and stupid and selfish,
and I--
Tried to wait through
The eye of the storm
And I want you
Baby, I want you
Um...
This is supposed
to say your name.
I didn't finish your name.
Harp-- It's supposed to say
Harper.
["Manchester" by Kishi Bashi
playing]
That's okay.
I-- I'll fix that more later.
Hold on that backup.
How'd it go?
[clicks tongue]
It was fine.
-Kept it coral.
-Oh, hello
-Oh, yeah?
-Will you be mine?
I haven't felt this alive
In a long time
I read the signs
I haven't been this in love
In a long time
The sun is up
The sun will stay
All for the new day
-Clean up this sand!
-Yeah.
Into the city
On Abbot-Kinney
Finding a parking spot
For two by the pizza cove
Happily talking
Consciously walking
-[laughter]
-And nothing to do
No place to go
When you call me up
and you say
"Let's go out together"
-[imitating monkey calls]
-Your voice
-Has a way
Of changing everything
-[laughter]
Phone calls
To documentary screenings
Produced in French
Without a choice
-Bah, bah, bah, bah
Like a pro
Narrate my life
Just like a foreign movie
-[laughter]
-[indistinct chatter]
In for the evening
Underachieving
Making a film about myself
On the telephone
Mon amour est toi
I really love ya
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
You're not gonna believe this.
Harpey, what's up?
And she goes, "Hey, babe."
And then she just lovingly
taps me on the chest
with all of her love colors.
Phone calls
To documentary screenings
-[door thuds]
-[laughter]
-I may or may not have fallen.
Like a pro
Narrate my life
Just like a foreign movie
Nothing else
Could be so groovy
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
[song ends]
[light music]
[ominous music]
[grunts] First, I was pricked
by that porcupine.
And by God, now what's
happening to me?
[grunting, growling]
-Professor?
-[growling continues]
-[growling]
-[screaming]
Ha! That was a clip
from my guest
Alexander Ronolio's first
of many films,
Beware the Porcupine Man.
Alexander, what inspired you
to bring your brand
of je ne sais quoi
to the silver screen?
[inhales] Well, Franklin,
when I was a kid, we didn't
have the money
to go to the movies,
but we did live next to
a drive-in sci-fi theater.
And so I would climb up
on the roof, and I could
see a man turn into a fly.
I could see killer clowns.
I could see a 50-foot woman.
-[dreamy music]
-Uh...
People don't know artists,
they know their art.
And as we fade,
the art remains.
All else comes and goes,
but film...
-is forever.
-[grunts]
[Kane]
Mom, they're in my room!
Bailey, what are you
doing with my camera?
How many time--
[grunts]
[Alexander] I mean,
why tell kids they can be
anything they wanna be
and then expect them
to narrow it down?
Anything they said
that couldn't be done,
they could do it with film.
And film is anything.
[upbeat music]
-I think I'm gonna be sick.
Yeah.
[laughter]
Bailey, slate it!
-Slate it.
-[Bailey] Beware
the Porcupine Man, take one.
-[clapper clacks]
-[ominous music]
[growling]
[high-pitched voice] Hello?
Hello?
-Oh!
-[growling]
[silly screaming]
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
Bailey's hand's in the shot.
We'll-- We'll fix it in post.
[growling continues]
[playful music]
-[Keller] Kane, Kane!
Careful, careful.
-[horn honks]
-[laughter]
-Good, Bailey?
Harper Belloway,
live at the scene here
as Keller Reid attempts to build
the world's tallest Jenga tower.
Shh!
[gasping]
[no audible dialogue]
[Kane] Keller!
-[banging on door]
-Come on, let's shoot this.
Keller!
Let's get this "shope"
on the rope.
-[music continues]
-[laughs]
You're missing out, Keller.
[imitates monkey calls]
[yelling]
-[grunts]
-[horn blares]
[heart beating]
[heartbeat slows]
[exhales shakily]
[knock on door]
[inhales, exhales]
["Hidden in the Sand"
by Tally Hall]
We were playing in the sand
And you found a little band
You told me you fell
In love with it
Hadn't gone as I planned
When you had to bid adieu
Said you'd never love anew
I wondered if
I could hold it
And fall in love
With it too
You told me to buy a pony
But all I wanted was you
[song continues]
[waves crashing]
[Keller]
Bailey, how's that look?
[light music]
[Keller yells]
Grab the other crab!
[Keller grunts]
Okay, okay, oh.
Whoa!
[Harper] Oh, come on.
-Don't be a baby.
-Don't push me.
-Oh. I could just make
another crab.
-Okay.
-I've got plenty of crabs.
-[Keller] Yeah?
-I've got crabs!
-Wait, wait, wait!
-I've got crabs!
-Let me catch my breath!
-I've got crabs!
-[both laughing]
[wistful music]
Bailey, did we get a permit?
[playful music]
[frenetic music]
[Harper]
Because they're cute,
-but they're also savages.
-[Keller] Mm-hmm.
And because I relate
to them a lot.
Maybe you'll be reincarnated
as a polar bear.
-Yeah. That's the dream.
-And that would--
-Ehh!
-What?
I just bit down on something.
-[spits]
-Ugh. You gonna finish that?
-That is a piece of coral
that was in my mouth.
-That's disgusting.
Oh. Did you ever hear...
about swallowing
watermelon seeds growing up?
Yeah. Same thing
if you swallow coral.
It grows and takes over
your entire body. So...
-Everybody knows that.
-Where is this coming from?
-Everybody knows that.
-What?
-Nobody knows that!
-[Harper muffled] Yeah. Bailey!
-Don't bring him into this.
-What happens when you
swallow a watermelon seed?
[Keller] Bailey, you do not
have to answer that.
[Harper] No, answer it.
I wanna get it on video.
-We're
already ruining the moment.
-It's capturing a moment.
-Thank you very much. Yes.
-Oh. Capturing the moment? Oh.
-Okay, okay.
-Okay. Whatever,
I need a napkin.
-[Keller] Uh!
-Okay. [chuckles]
-So, are we calling
in sick tomorrow?
-No one's calling in sick.
This guy calls in sick
more than he shows up.
Bailey, why don't you work
on editing when we get home?
You're gonna get carsick.
So let's get this "shope"
up on the rope, people.
[screaming]
[screaming continues muffled]
-[screams]
-[laughter]
[bubbly music]
[eagle shrieks]
[vomiting]
[Keller] Okay.
[music continues]
[hip-hop music]
Yo
Hundred thousand
Square miles
Of Great Barrier Reef
But the growing period
Is anything but brief
Takes a year and a half
For a reef to grow an inch
But our planet, ya see
Is in a climatory pinch
Due to global warming
The reefs get bleached
Affecting shellfish
Like this crab on the beach
-Save the planet
Keepin' it coral
-Yeah
-[laughter on video]
-[Keller groans]
Editing's great.
I think the editing--
I thought it was great.
It was fantastic.
-Bailey, seriously, good job.
-Yeah, good--
Hey, can we talk
about something?
Okay. Yeah, yeah. What's up?
[wistful music]
I've been thinking a lot...
and I think that we should...
[heart beating]
keep it coral.
-[laughing] What?
-Good night.
Hey, I need your help
with something.
-Is it your attitude?
-It's a video that
I'm working on of my artwork.
It's for a college application.
Mmm. Harper's growing up.
I'm a big girl now.
-Good luck with that.
-Wait, are you gonna help me?
[upbeat music]
-I'm good. You got it.
-Keller!
[inhales] Fine! I'll help you.
Tell your sister
to stop creeping.
Good night.
Is that my sweater?
Little late.
-[mom clears throat]
-[pinball machine sound]
Uh, your father and I would like
to have a talk with you.
[game over pinball machine
sound]
-Carl?
-[wheels scrape]
Hey!
Hi, boys. Oops. [chuckles]
-Sorry. Better?
-No.
-Better?
-No.
There we go.
-Come on. Let's have a seat.
-[mom] Where were you?
[pinball machine voice]
Now you die!
[gunfire noises]
Ah! Another contest.
[inhales] Did they pay you
upfront this time?
-[chuckles] No, it's a--
it's a contest, Mom.
-[sighs]
Keller... [inhales]
you need to focus.
You need to think about
getting a real job.
You need to maybe
start paying rent.
-No more contests.
-[game over sound plays]
Honestly, I wonder about
the practicality of Bailey
even going to film school.
-Wait, wait--
-Bailey, would you
care to chime in here?
-[dad] I'm sorry, son.
-[mom] Don't apologize.
-[dad] I'll apologize
to whoever I want.
-[mom] Where's my apology, then?
Our son wants to be a filmmaker,
not a bag boy.
Maybe his father should
have thought of that before
he became a mechanic.
I am not just a mechanic.
I am a pinball mechanic.
[pinball machine noise]
Die, Commie scum!
-[dad] And you
used to love pinball!
-Fine. I'll get a job.
I'll get a job.
[pinball machine music]
[pinball machine voice]
You can't win!
[maniacal laughter]
[mysterious music]
[music crescendos]
[gasping]
[panting]
[grunts]
[swallows]
Bailey!?
Are you filming me sleeping?
What? Don't! What?
Why aren't you at school?
Oh, you're sick?
Bailey's sick.
Oh, no.
What's this week's performance
gonna be?
-[mouthing sounds]
-Oh. Oh, my God.
Oh, Bailey!
My sweet Bailey!
[fake sobbing]
Listen, high school
is gonna suck.
It's good that high school
sucks 'cause that means
you haven't peaked yet.
So let's just
get your backpack on,
get some pants on,
and I'll take you
on my way to class. [sighs]
Let's get this "shope"
on the rope.
Cinema verit. What is it?
-[door opens]
-[inhales]
[door creaking]
[door clangs]
-Mr. Reid.
-Yeah, sorry. Sorry.
[chuckles]
-I-- I can't dance--
-If you don't want to dance,
then don't show up late.
-Not today-- Please, please.
-Mr. Reid!
-[silly music]
-Shake your moneymaker.
-[stammers] That's enough.
-[music stops]
[inhales, exhales]
Mr. Reid, please show up
on time tomorrow, hmm?
For everybody's sake.
I have some exciting news
for you lucky students.
A graduate of our film
department has decided
to donate a grant
to the team of students
who can produce
-a feature length
motion picture.
-Who's the donor?
[chuckles]
He wishes to remain anonymous.
-It's
Alexander Ronolio, isn't it?
-[chuckles] I can't say.
He's the only one
from this department
who'd have any money--
You watch your mouth when
you speak of this department!
[clears throat]
To be eligible, submit a scene
which encompasses
the very essence of what
your film will be about
by this time next week.
-[whimsical music]
-[eyeball squelches]
The donor wishes
for the filmmaker to be fast,
nimble!
One week.
Collaborate.
Now.
[indistinct chatter]
Mr. Reid.
Let me make one thing clear
to you.
If you plan on
participating in this,
you'll have to work with people,
not just inanimate figures.
I want warm bodies
on that screen. Hmm?
Get to work.
[chatter continues]
[playful music]
He-hey.
Um, would you want to work
on my film with me?
Well, we already have a group.
But we need somebody
to hold boom.
S-- oh.
Just boom?
Um...
That's okay.
I'm not really a boom guy,
sorry.
All right. That's fine with me.
[music continues]
-Hey, would you guys
wanna work on--
-Already busy, dude.
[chair thudding]
Serendipity.
Maybe I could be
of some assistance.
Kruko.
-I know who you are, Kruko.
We're in class together.
-What class?
-This class.
-You're Keller Reid!
-Yep.
-[laughs] You're Kell--
Keller Reid!
Indeed.
Need weed, Reid?
[clicks tongue] No.
Suit yourself, "Kemosake."
But guess what?
You need anything?
Anything? Boom!
Call Kruko.
That's for you. Keep that.
-You play guitar?
-No.
-Why do you have--
-Mr. Kruko!
Smoke that outside if you must.
[Kruko sneezes]
[teacher] Bless you.
[sneezes]
[silence]
-Hey, can I borrow your notes?
-[rhythmic mellow music]
Okay. How's this? Um...
-Man-eating cats.
-[slurps]
-Man eating cats.
-[man growls]
[burps]
Ah, here's one.
The Ordained Minotaur.
After drinking magic
holy water,
a minister
becomes a mythological
half bull, half man.
-[sucks teeth] Yeah.
-Aren't your parents
expecting you to get a job?
My parents aren't gonna know
about this.
Well, you could
get a summer job.
No, my dad got a summer job,
like, 20 years ago
and summer's still not over.
There's one right here.
Uh, "Film me and my turtles
hanging out."
Yep, I don't have time for
the turtle man right now.
-I don't have time
for anything but this.
-Okay.
-You're still gonna
help me with my project, right?
-Webcam disease.
It's where your eyes lag
two seconds behind your ears--
-Keller.
-What?
My video for grad school?
Yes, all right. Okay.
I will make time for that.
Okay, um...
An average teenage girl.
Just every time
she blows bubblegum,
it makes a fart sound.
-[farts]
-Critics call it "cafartic."
How many of Ronolio's
films do you think were
based off fart jokes?
[sighs] Coral.
A girl finds a beautiful fish...
[dreamy music]
-a red and blue fish...
-[water bubbling]
and follows it
to its coral home,
surrounded by miles
of white dying coral.
But she's too big
to swim inside,
and she scrapes herself...
and suddenly coral grows
on her skin.
And she becomes more
and more covered in it
until sh--
Um...
What does that say?
She dies.
-She dies?
-Wow. Inspiring ending.
-Okay, endings are hard.
-Well, how do you expect
to shoot that in a week?
I don't know! We'll do
half live action and the
other half stop motion
and you could play
Coral Girl who dies.
M'kay, were you planning
on asking if I had time?
-Do you have time?
-Wow, thank you for asking.
Yeah!
Um, well, I'm going up
to Washington next Tuesday
for an admissions interview--
-[groans]
-Or you know what?
Maybe I'll just stay there.
No. Um, that's great.
Yeah. What about Bailey? Bailey?
Bailey, can you help out
with this project?
He's got time. We've got time.
Everybody's got time.
That's great.
All we need now
are some more actors.
I act.
I was the lead in the fall
play three years straight
because of this monologue.
Daddy wanted me to be tough
but a lady.
Yes, sir. No, ma'am.
I wanna be great
like you, Daddy.
Look at me. [laughs]
Lost like balled up parchment
on a cold, damp Chicago street.
Your own father would
sooner spit on your grave.
[spits]
-Okay, I think we're good.
-I welcome the day when this
world has long forgotten me
and I can rest in a deep slumber
tucked by the dirt
and the maggots that occupy
my soul.
Till then, 'tis a cold night
indeed.
[gasps, exhales]
[inhales]
[chuckles, blows]
[whistles, pops]
[whimsical music]
That-- Wow. Um...
Where did that come from?
-I wrote it.
-That's a lie.
She just--
She just lies for no reason.
That's from Kissimmee
Nights in Hell.
I haven't seen that yet.
When did you--
She saw it last week
with some guy.
Bye.
[door squeaks, closes]
[inhales] Um...
Well, I think we're gonna go,
so come on, Bailey.
[Keller groans]
[rock music]
I don't believe
In happy endings
I still believe in love
But I don't believe
In happy endings
I tried to wait through
The eye of the storm
And I want you
Baby, I want you
[dreamy music]
-[sighs] Okay.
-[upbeat music]
[muffled] Hey.
[muffled] So you and Kruko?
-[song volume decreases]
-What?
[normal volume]
So you and Kruko?
No.
-That's not what he said.
-[music volume increases]
Harpey, babe-- [screams]
It's a heart.
That's no accident.
[Keller] Oh, Bailey.
Okay, let's do this.
Music for Coral.
Take one.
[acoustic upbeat music]
[music stops]
[metronome ticking]
[tambourine clatters]
[whimsical music]
Hey, Peter.
Tony? Yeah, it's Keller.
Keller Reid.
What's up, Shane?
It's Keller. We have, like,
three classes together.
Anyways,
I'm doing this short film.
Hey, Phoebe, Keller Reid?
You borrowed my pen once.
Anyways, are you doing
anything this weekend?
Hey, listen, I need a grip
and I noticed you have
really large hands.
Hey, Cherr. [chuckles]
Hi, it's Keller.
Keller Reid.
I jumped your car that one time.
Okay. Never mind. [yells]
[chuckles] Ashley, it's Keller.
Keller Reid.
Keller Reid, yeah, um...
From cinematography,
we just did some
scenes together.
Not important, anyways.
Listen, I'm working on--
[grunts]
-[disconnect tone beeping]
-Ow.
[grunts softly]
[mellow upbeat music]
[Harper's voice] What happens
when you swallow
a watermelon seed?
-[heart beating]
-[gears squeaking]
[Harper's voice echoes]
Keller!
[Harper on phone]
Keller! Okay. Hanging up.
No, no. I'm sorry. I'm here.
I'm here.
Oh, great. Well,
you're supposed to be here.
-See you soon.
-Okay.
[whimsical music]
-Excuse me!
-Get out of my room already.
-That is my phone!
-Just stay--
But your room
has the best lighting.
What am I supposed--
[playful music]
-[music stops]
-[objects clatter]
[music resumes]
[Harper]
Am I interrupting something?
I'm so--
I'm...
I'm so sorry.
Maybe we can glue it
or something?
Everything okay?
She has her own room, but no.
I want skates, she wants skates.
I'm an artist, she's an artist.
I'm a thing, she's a thing.
You guys have a lot in common.
No. I mean, one year,
she tried out for the same role
as me
-just 'cause
she knew I wanted it.
-Really? What was that?
-Scarecrow.
-Scarecrow?
Mm-hmm.
-[Keller] So who got the part?
-She did.
I got Dorothy,
but my dad dressed up as Toto,
which was really sweet.
-Ah, yes, a self-portrait.
-[both laugh]
[whimsical music]
-I don't know. I love cats.
-[indistinct chatter]
No, I almost did die
white water rafting.
-Really? Oi.
-Yeah! By my life vest.
And you just...
Squirtle, Charizard,
Pikachu, others.
-Nah, I can only do three.
-[laughs]
-[both laugh]
-[Harper] Oh, sh--
-How are you going to
attach this to anyone's face?
-Like this.
[laughter]
[gentle music]
[water bubbling]
He's the one that's with her
from the beginning.
And they kind of have
this special relationship
I don't know.
Just kind of value that.
He's just like us.
We're all just the man
behind the curtain.
We're all just hiding
behind ourselves.
Hiding behind ourselves?
Yeah. Welcome to
my philosophy class.
What do you think happens
when we die, then?
That was a bit of a leap.
Now it's starting to
feel like
that's all I have
to remember him by,
just these videos.
[music swells]
[ukulele music]
-[knock on door]
-[mom] Keller?
-Hi! Hey!
-Hey.
Melinda's son has
a collection of turtles that
he needs someone to record,
and he can pay you $100.
And I said you would love to.
Uh, Mom, I don't really
have time to be recording--
Why not? I think it would be
a great opportunity.
Uh, I just don't.
I have a, um, a job interview.
Where?
[clicks tongue] Um...
-Apple.
-Wow. What?
That's great.
Well, let me know how it goes.
That's-- huh! Uh, oh, okay.
I gotta run, but, um,
check on your brother
for me, okay?
-He's not feeling that great.
-Oh, okay.
-All right. Bye.
-Yeah. Yeah, all right.
Bye, Mom.
[whimsical music]
-[knock on door]
-[papers crinkle]
[pencil clatters]
-Love you, son.
-Love you, Mom.
[kisses] Bye.
Hey, Mom says you're
not feeling too good.
Let me feel.
Okay, I'll let you rest.
-You faker!
Let me feel your head!
-[music swells]
Let me feel that forehead.
Oh, you're so sick.
You have to go to school,
Bailey!
People who don't go to
school become pinball
mechanics like Dad!
[music calms]
-Hey, Dad--
-Do you have a second?
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Good.
[dad]
This machine wasn't so happy.
A kid caught his finger up
in the coin return once.
This one right here.
I had to cut his finger
clean off.
If it wasn't for that machine,
you two wouldn't even be here.
That's how I met your mom.
But I quickly found out...
Hey. I quickly found out...
that life would work out...
if you, uh, you know,
just pull back...
and let go.
[dinging]
I wasn't happy...
because I wasn't
making anyone happy...
-unless I was fixing
pinball machines.
-Dad.
-I don't wanna play pinball.
-Then don't.
I was talking to Bailey.
It's not all about you.
-[light clicks]
-Got it?
Okay. [kisses]
Come on. Let's have some fun.
[pinball machine noises]
Hey.
You ever see Ghost?
Like the movie Ghost?
Where he's like-- they do this.
And he's a ghost.
Touch me again
and I'll cut your hand off
and call it art.
[horror music]
-[screams, grunts]
-[guitar music]
Harpey, Harpey.
[water running]
Hey, you've got sponge
on your face.
It's coral, actually.
-Um... [chuckles]
I was gonna tell you--
-Wait.
[waltz music]
Sorry.
Think I'm gonna leave this
to you this weekend.
No.
-What?
-One of the grad schools
wants me to paint something new.
-Oh--
-Anyway, I'm supposed to
drive it up this next weekend.
Oh, wait. Next weekend?
-Yeah, this next weekend.
-Are you saying this weekend
or next weekend?
-The next weekend
that's happening.
-That's not next weekend.
-That's this weekend.
-Okay. Well, this weekend.
I'm driving this weekend.
We're shooting.
We're shooting this weekend.
Well, yeah, but you
can find someone else.
You're the main actor.
What about next weekend?
-What?
-Maybe you could drive up there
next weekend.
-I could go with you. We could--
-No, I don't wanna risk
them saying forget it.
-I might actually get into
this school, you know?
-Yeah.
I mean, can't you
be excited for me?
Of course.
That's amazing.
I'm very excited for you.
Really?
Yeah.
Yes, I was just--
You just what?
I don't know, I was j--
I was kind of counting on you.
-[sighs]
-You always count on me,
and I've been counting
on you to make that
application video for me,
like you said you would.
How's that coming?
[scoffs] I've been busy.
Everyone is.
I also have things going on.
I also have things going on,
Keller.
And Bailey, your parents,
there are other people
besides you.
Even Kane knew that.
[somber music]
-[grunts]
-[car horn blares]
-[guitar music]
-Kruko.
Somebody say Kruko?
Did somebody say Kruko?
[laughs]
Keller Reid! Hey, bud.
-Is this your kid?
-That's my--
No, that's my brother, Bailey.
Brother Bagely.
Pleasure's all mine.
Uh, let's get this "shope"
on the rope.
Where did you--
Where'd you hear that from?
I've been saying that since
I was a little tot, I think.
[sighs]
Okay, did you get my text?
[clicks tongue]
Uh, no, I-- I don't believe
in written communication.
-Okay, um... I need
an actor for today.
-Yeah.
-Have you ever acted before?
-Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
-You know Shakespeare?
-Yeah.
[vape pen crackles]
Okay. Angela's not answering.
Let's go pick her up.
Let's get this, uh, "shope..."
-Okay. Just get in the car.
-Whew. Whoa!
-[door ajar alarm chirps]
-Brother Bagely!
-[car doors close]
-[chirping continues]
-Kruko, I'm gonna need you
not to do that.
-[inhales]
[knocking]
[mom] I thought you were
going on a job interview.
Uh, I am.
With your brother and...?
Sex omelette, Kitty Cat.
-What's-- What is that?
-I-- just ig--
-It's Kruko.
-Kruko!
What's that?
Uh, it's paperwork.
[chuckles]
Keller, I swear to God,
if this is another useless
contest you're entering,
you have got to get a job
or you're gonna have to
move out of the house.
Wh-wh-- Mom, I'm getting a job.
Okay, I'll get a job--
Are you telling me that trunk
is not full of equipment?
Hmm?
[tense music]
[taps trunk]
Open the trunk. Keller.
Open it. Keller. [taps trunk]
Pop it.
-[Kruko] I think she wants you
to open the trunk.
-Open it.
[taps trunk]
-[tires screech]
-[mom yells]
Whoo!
[Kruko]
Savage move, Keller Reid.
Ah, who was that? Whew.
In for the evening
Underachieving
Making a film about myself
[muffled]
On the telephone
Comic impressions
Subtle confessions
-[woman] What?
-Hi! Ms. Belloway,
I'm here to see--
-Yeah, yeah.
[coughs] Yeah. Harper!
-Thank you.
I'm here to see Angela!
[music continues]
Into the city
[normal volume]
J'ai adore chez vous
Que rime
Avec les chez vous
-Using the Internet
for French
-[Bailey hiccups]
J'utilise l'internet
Mon amour est toi
-[Bailey hiccups]
-I really love ya
[vocalizing]
-[Bailey hiccups]
-[screams]
-Boom!
-[music blasts]
[music continues muffled]
-[door squeaks]
-[Harper sighs]
Hey.
[chuckles] Um...
Sorry. Didn't mean to--
Is, um, Angela--
I'm not here--
Is Angela here?
-Ang-- Angela home?
-Angela!
She'll be right down.
Thank-- Thank you!
-[music playing softly]
-I'm feeling-- I'm feeling
pretty hiccupy.
You know what I mean?
[hiccups]
[hiccups]
[hiccups]
[screams]
[sighs] All right.
Gotta work on that,
"Kemosake." Okay?
Work on that a little bit.
All right.
-Boom!
-[music blasts]
-[Angela] Hi!
-Hi!
Hi! Uh, I'm ready.
-Heh, you look ready.
-[both laugh]
Thanks. Uh, I tried really hard.
I can-- I can see that.
I'm giving you one
last chance, "Kemosake."
Okay? Listen.
You got demons in you, man.
You know how I know?
I got 'em, too. Okay? Come on.
Come on!
Come on, Bagely. Scare me, huh?
Do it! Come on!
Come on, Bagely!
Come on, man! Come on!
Come on! Do it!
Let's do it right now!
Right now!
Three, two, one!
[yelling]
[demonic scream]
[Bailey panting]
[music continues muffled]
[Keller sighs]
G--
Hey, you okay?
-What were you guys--
-Did you--
-What were you--
-Oh, do you--
-Just--
-You go.
-You want me to--
-Would you--
-Kruko.
-Kruko.
[Angela chuckles]
Angela, um, script's back there,
and marshmallows like you
wanted.
Okay, Kruko, I got a swimsuit
for you, too.
[Kruko] Won't need it.
-[Keller] I insist.
-Hey, toss me one of those
sugar pillows, Mama.
Kellermundo, you'll like this.
Bagely, check it out.
[Keller] Kruk-- Kruko, stop.
-[Kruko gasps softly]
-[Keller] Stop.
-That's so cool.
-Stop lighting things in my car.
-That's the mallow candle,
brother.
-[gasps]
That's for you.
I never told you that?
They called me Pyro in pre-K.
[pop music]
[Kruko]
Is there nutmeg in here?
[Keller]
Don't touch my glove box, Kruko.
Have you read the script?
-Kruko? I--
-Yo?
-Have you read the script?
-No.
Don't need to, "Kemosake."
-Boom!
-[hip-hop music blasts]
-[Keller] Stop doing that!
-So she dies?
-That's how it ends?
-[Keller] Yeah.
Did you see that girl?
She, like--
Oh, it was that, it was that.
-Never mind.
-Bailey, wait don't read--!
[vomiting]
[vomiting continues]
-Okay.
-Let it all out, Bagely.
-There you go!
-Let me get you some water.
Let Mother Nature do her thing.
Open those valves.
Okay. Oh! [grunts]
Here, drink this. Heh.
-[Kruko] Vomit is just...
-All right, um--
the body's way of saying
try again later.
[Keller] Okay, you good?
All right. We good to go?
Okay. Um...
Why-- Why don't you just
take a-- take a nap?
Sure? Good?
Okay, cool.
-Kruko!
-Yo!
-Let's go!
-Whoo!
-[engine starts]
-[guitar music]
[engine revs]
Hey, not to marsh the mellow,
"Kemosake,"
but, uh, how are we gonna
shoot this with no camera?
[playful music]
Okay, uh, Kruko.
Kruko.
Kruko!
-Hey, Kruko.
-[grunts]
Yeah. Hey, man,
we gotta get a take, okay?
-You got it,
"Kemosake." All right.
-Okay. Just stay here.
All right.
We're still good, Bailey?
-Okay, cool. Kruko!
-[Kruko grunts]
Kruko!
-[Kruko groans, grunts]
-Hey, Kruko.
We need to get rolling. Okay?
-You got it, "Kemosake."
-Okay. Great, cool.
-Kruko.
-[grunts]
-Kruko. Kruko.
-[grunts]
We need to get a take. Okay?
You got it, "Kemosake."
Bailey, we're good?
-Okay, um...
-[Kruko groans]
Kruko. Listen.
Listen.
[waves crashing]
The sea.
It's ready.
Great. Okay, Angela.
Angela. Okay, hey.
All right, great.
Guys, I need you
to get close together.
And we're gonna get
a shot of you running up
onto the beach together.
Okay, good? Okay.
Ready? And...
Good, Bailey? Okay.
And... action!
Good, good.
Now, Angela, your arm hurts.
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
And, Kruko, now you console her.
You make her feel better.
Yeah. Good. Goo--
No, guys, no. Stop, stop!
Oh, too much. Way too much.
All right.
Stop. Stop.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
Okay, that's enough.
Um, Bailey, how we doing?
Okay, uh, I'll just--
I'll just delete some stuff.
It's gonna be fine.
Hey, I was thinking,
what if we got a shot
up there on that rock?
Got really high up.
Looking out into the horizon.
What do you think?
Hey, guys, guys, hey!
-Whoa, hey!
I'm getting the shots here!
-That's not--
We need another take, okay?
So if you can get in positions.
What was wrong
with the last one?
The camera ran out of space.
We need another take.
Can't you just,
like, fix it in post?
The camera was not recording.
We need another take.
Okay, guys?
-We've been filming for hours!
-We just got here!
Uh, if we're gonna be
filming for much longer,
I'm gonna need
to increase my pay.
Your pay is supposed
to be marshmallows!
[panting]
Okay, let's take a break.
How about that?
Put your shirt back on.
Help her get into makeup.
Stop making out.
Bailey, go get the reflector,
please.
Let me make some room on here.
[somber music]
Bailey.
Bailey, I need you
get the reflector.
Okay? Thank you.
[no audible dialogue]
[music gradually crescendos]
[Harper] Kane!
-[line rings]
-[pants, groans]
-[woman on phone]
911. What's your emergency?
-Hi! Uh.
-Uh.
-Hello?
-[gasping]
-Are you under duress?
Hello?
Are you able to respond--
-Hey!
-Wh-What?
-Stop, stop, stop, stop!
-What? Hey, hey, hey!
-No! Stop! Stop!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Easy, "Kemosake!"
It's Kemosabe, Kruko!
Kemosabe!
-Bagely! The anger--
-My name is Bailey!
Okay, okay.
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
-Wanna get--
Let's get a shot up--
-I'm not getting up there.
Why am I always
behind the camera?
I shoot the shots,
I edit the videos,
I do the music.
But it's always
the Keller Reid show!
Okay, it--
It doesn't have to be that way.
That should be me
making out with Angela.
But you casted
some big, dumb idiot
that you don't even know.
And you didn't even consider me.
Bailey, I thought you
wanted to shoot it.
Did you ever think
maybe I'm sick
of shooting stuff for you?
[panting]
Hey, hey, Bailey, hey, hey.
Okay, okay.
-We can talk about
this later, okay?
-We don't talk!
We only talk about videos,
but if you wanna talk
about something,
Kane died!
Kane's dead!
And we haven't
talked about it once.
I'm not your goddamn
production assistant.
I'm your brother!
Talk to me.
-[softly] Bailey.
-[sniffling]
[somber music]
-We can talk about this later.
I need you to help--
-You shoot it!
I'm done, Keller!
-I'm done helping you!
-Fine!
[eerie music]
-[seagull caws]
-[gasps]
Hey, Keller.
Oh, you don't look so good.
Keep it coral.
[no audio]
[somber music]
[machine beeping]
[grunts]
-[sighs]
-Bailey?
The footage.
Did...
Doctor! [sighs]
-[chair squeaks]
-[footsteps thudding]
[metal wheels clang]
Hello, Mr. Reid.
I'm Dr. Krukowski.
How are you feeling today?
Like I fell off a cliff.
[sighs] You're very lucky
considering that fall.
[clicks tongue]
You're gonna have to
take it easy for a little bit
and wear that brace
for a couple days.
-Other than that,
you'll be just fine.
-[chair squeaks]
Wait. Doctor, can you take
a closer look at my throat?
I think-- I think something
might be growing inside of it.
[chair squeaks]
[bed motor whirring]
-[sighs]
-[chair squeaks]
[doctor sighs]
Go and open up.
All right.
-Say ah.
-Ah.
-More like ahh.
-Ahh.
-Ahh. Ahh.
-Ahh.
All right, go ahead
and give us a swallow.
-[swallows]
-Like a, like a... [gulps]
A swallow.
Like you're swallowing some,
like, like a large something.
Like you should've chewed it
a bit more.
-Swallow. Yeah.
-[swallows]
All right. [inhales, exhales]
Bailey, has your brother been
under a lot of stress lately?
[inhales]
Only for the past seven years.
[doctor] Hmm.
[clicks tongue]
It's just stress.
It's... just stress?
[inhales]
That c-c-clicking sound
you're hearing
is your throat muscles
tightening up.
The more you think about it,
the more it's gonna happen.
So just don't think about it.
Uh, how do I-- How do I do that?
Relax. Try meditation.
[sighs]
When you're feeling better,
exercise.
But no more rock climbing.
Okay?
[clicks tongue]
Anyhoo, the lady,
I mean, the nurse,
which is a man,
will be in here in a moment
to help get this "shope"
on the rope.
[chair squeaks]
-Ah.
-[somber music]
[upbeat pop music]
It's all right
It's all right
[coughs] Harpey!
Babe, what are you doing here?
You've been here.
This is my house.
Angela's my sister.
Who's Angela?
[door squeaks]
Harpey!
-Did you just slam
the door on my boyfriend?
-Kruko is not your boyfriend.
-You don't get to tell me
who is or is not my boyfriend.
-[sighs]
-[muffled arguing]
-Stupid. Stupid. Come on, Kruko.
Come on, Kruko.
-I don't need your protection.
-Know what? Yes, you do.
-Give that back to me.
-Clearly you do.
-Okay.
-Why do you always
have to have your cell phone?
-[Angela] Give it back to me.
-[arguing continues]
[hums, clears throat]
La-- Ladies
I'm just
looking out for you, okay?
You were my best friend
and you didn't
need any followers
to tell you you were special.
Nobody ever thought
I was special.
Gonna party with
With, with
With Kruko
I'm gonna party with Kruko
-Party with Kruko
-Your family did.
Dad did.
I do.
Ladies
It's time to party
With Kruko
Get your party hats on
Strap 'em on tight
Hey.
What? Wait!
Come on!
-[piano music]
-Come on!
[laughs]
[laughs]
[garage door whirring]
[engine turns off]
[Keller grunts]
[seat belt unlatches]
Bailey.
You know why I want
to make this movie?
I want Mom to see that
a film degree was worth it...
for you.
A four-hour nap back to Vegas,
and that's all you came up with?
[guitar music]
Bailey.
[car door closes]
[melancholic music swells]
Mom?
Mom, can you let me in?
[coughs]
[exhales]
We did not leave off good. Um...
I don't have a job at Apple.
God, I could go for
an apple right now.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I sped away
with Bailey.
I'm sorry Kane's gone.
[voice breaks]
I'm sorry your son's gone.
That must've been
so hard for you.
[somber piano music]
[light guitar music]
["La La La" by Animal House
playing]
[snake hisses]
Things are getting hot
But you don't seem to know
Or care to drop
Pink is not your cop
-'Cause you
Don't seem to...
-[hissing]
And you say,
"La, la, la, la, la, la
La-la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
[music stops]
[metronome clicking]
[electric guitar playing]
-[sneezes]
-Bless you.
-Uh, thank you.
-[items clattering]
Did words just come
out of your mouth?
Yeah.
Do you wanna sit?
[jingling]
-Please don't touch my things.
-[laughs]
Uh, it's missing
a couple legs, but, um...
I found it.
[Harper]
Sometimes I go to this beach.
My dad, he loves this--
Loved this beach.
And, um, one time...
This is gonna sound really,
really crazy, but, um,
this crab just crawls
right up to me,
and it just stops,
and it's just looking up at me
with its little eye stalks,
like...
like it knows me, like,
like it knows exactly
what I was going through.
[clicks tongue]
And in that moment, I just...
I just let go...
'cause I was just
in that moment.
-You wanna hear my music?
-[chuckles]
Yeah.
Okay.
Put these on.
[gentle music]
["Ave Maria" plays]
[man sniffles]
Thank you.
-[woman singing]
-[sighs]
[sobs]
[man] Yes. [sobs] Yes!
[grunts, sniffles]
[muffled rock music]
-[knocking]
-[music playing
through headphones]
Bailey?
[volume increases]
[music continues muffled]
[whimsical music]
[no audible dialogue]
[pinball machine sounds]
[lo-fi music]
[door squeaks]
[dreamy music]
[Harper's voice] Dear Keller,
endings are hard,
but this is better
than she dies, I think.
After being scraped,
the girl becomes more
and more covered in coral
until not a single spot
on her body remains untouched.
And she retreats to where
coral reefs once thrived
into the ocean
and dies.
But then, beneath the waves,
all of the miles of coral
that was once bleached
comes back to life,
vibrant and reincarnated.
Keep it coral, Keller.
Harper.
[upbeat piano music]
[music playing through laptop]
[soothing music]
[no audible dialogue]
[crowd applauds]
["Keeping It Coral"
by Harper & Keller plays]
Yo
[Keller's voice] This one goes
out to all the invertebrates
out there. [chuckles]
Hundred thousand
Square miles
Of Great Barrier Reef
But the growing period
Is anything but brief
Takes a year and a half
For a reef to grow an inch
But our planet, ya see
Is in a climatory pinch
Due to global warming
The reefs get bleached
Affecting shellfish
Like this crab on the beach
["Bailey's Song" plays]
[Bailey's voice]
To me,
nothing beats
what's behind the scenes.
You let your guard down because
no one will ever see this.
-Get out of here, sir!
[shrieks]
-[laughs]
You want them to remember you
for that perfect take...
[vomits]
-...that perfect performance.
-[grunts]
-[laughter]
-Keller, you wanna
make something in a week.
-Hey, Bailey.
-Something that lasts forever.
And whether or not you do,
just remember...
you're my brother...
and that's forever.
[muffled applause]
[applause continues]
[both sigh]
-Hey.
-Hey.
Was that you up there?
-Yeah-- That was, uh--
-Onscreen?
Me and Bailey,
my brother Bailey.
Ah. Bailey? Yes.
Well, I recognize you.
Well, the actors.
Nice to meet you.
-Alexander.
-Hi. Hi. [chuckles]
Hello. My first film,
shot it in a cemetery
about three miles wide.
The night before
production began
I walked the entire
estate barefoot.
I put my hand on every
single tombstone,
every crucifix, every monument.
-[chuckles]
-I wanted to know that...
[crunches]
even though
I never met these souls,
nor had they known me
or who I was
or who I would become,
that at least for a moment,
I could touch the lives
of those who lived in
the same world as me
and the world that would become.
-Wow.
-Because without people,
filmmakers like us
are nothing.
[piano chimes]
[announcer]
And this year's winner is...
Luther Barker
for The Prince of Magic.
[cheering, applause]
Wow! I'm honored
to receive this award,
but I could not
have pulled it off
without support
from my amazing friends,
my family, my team.
[dialogue fades] You know,
I'm gonna need you all
to shoot this feature...
[dreamy music]
[indistinct chatter]
[chuckles]
Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
I'm trying to leave.
-Hey, Keller! What's up, man?
-Hey! Congratulations!
Aw, thank you. I wanted to--
I wanted to say thank you
-because you held the boom
for us...
-Yeah.
-...and we couldn't
have done it without you.
-I got to go, but congrats.
Wait, wait,
no, no, no, you don't.
You don't have to go.
You can't go.
Alexander Ronolio just
invited us all to his spot,
his private studio,
and we're gonna be talking
about parties
and movies and all kinds
of great ideas.
You gotta come, man.
He invited you, he wants you
to be here.
-He invited me?
-Yeah, he invited us all.
And you're part of the team.
Let's do it. Come on!
["I of the Storm"
by Indigo Kidd playing]
I c-- Can my brother go instead?
-[music continues]
-[engine revs]
I believe in love
But I don't believe
In happy endings
I still believe in love
But I don't believe
In happy endings
Hey!
-Can I help you?
Excuse me, sir.
-Shh!
Did you just shush me?
Do you want me to
rip your lips off?
Are you a student here?
Um...
Are you a student here?
No, but I know a future
student here, so that's--
Yeah, we got
an unwelcome guest
-by building
Bravo Foxtrot Charlie.
-Please don't do that.
-May need backup.
-I'm in the middle of something.
My best friend's in there,
and I screwed up.
-You've screwed up before,
right?
-Nope.
Okay, well, I did, and--
[sighs]
I did.
I've been a sucky friend
and stupid and selfish,
and I--
Tried to wait through
The eye of the storm
And I want you
Baby, I want you
Um...
This is supposed
to say your name.
I didn't finish your name.
Harp-- It's supposed to say
Harper.
["Manchester" by Kishi Bashi
playing]
That's okay.
I-- I'll fix that more later.
Hold on that backup.
How'd it go?
[clicks tongue]
It was fine.
-Kept it coral.
-Oh, hello
-Oh, yeah?
-Will you be mine?
I haven't felt this alive
In a long time
I read the signs
I haven't been this in love
In a long time
The sun is up
The sun will stay
All for the new day
-Clean up this sand!
-Yeah.
Into the city
On Abbot-Kinney
Finding a parking spot
For two by the pizza cove
Happily talking
Consciously walking
-[laughter]
-And nothing to do
No place to go
When you call me up
and you say
"Let's go out together"
-[imitating monkey calls]
-Your voice
-Has a way
Of changing everything
-[laughter]
Phone calls
To documentary screenings
Produced in French
Without a choice
-Bah, bah, bah, bah
Like a pro
Narrate my life
Just like a foreign movie
-[laughter]
-[indistinct chatter]
In for the evening
Underachieving
Making a film about myself
On the telephone
Mon amour est toi
I really love ya
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
You're not gonna believe this.
Harpey, what's up?
And she goes, "Hey, babe."
And then she just lovingly
taps me on the chest
with all of her love colors.
Phone calls
To documentary screenings
-[door thuds]
-[laughter]
-I may or may not have fallen.
Like a pro
Narrate my life
Just like a foreign movie
Nothing else
Could be so groovy
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
Using the Internet
For French
[song ends]