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