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Next stop:
North Peachtree, Lakeview Avenue
-Ah. Shit.
North Peachtree, Lakeview Avenue
-Okay, we'll go again with the fill.
None of that.
Uh, yeah?
We're not gonna- I don't want any of that.
Just simple. Yeah?
Sure.
-Yeah, that's all we need.
That's all we need.
We're good.
-That's it?
Yeah, if you want to move these behind
That's great.
The accents, they're not right in front.
-The drums?
-Yeah, we don't want to hear them all.
Can you sidechain them a little bit?
-Sure.
-Chef is in the kitchen!
-Ohh!
-The young prophet of Atlanta is here!
[excited chatter]
-There he is. Frill!
Frill.
What's up with you, man?
-This is your drummer.
-Hey, what's up? Mauro. - You the drummer?
Jay, get this shit, bro.
Hey, this Mauro. The secret weapon.
I told them a while back that I wanted real drums on the track.
-That’s why he’s here. -Real-ass drums.
It's that real shit, that real Atlanta shit.
Hey, hey, hey-
Yo, play the track.
Let em hear it y'all. We love this dude.
...Me Me Me Me...
[singing along]
- Thanks, man. - Yeah, no problem. Thank you.
- This is less than last time.
- What do you expect, man, you're playing fills on a
hip-hop track. Just be happy with it.
[laughing]
Alright, don't worry about it.
We'll get you on the next one.
Looking good in there, baby.
(Unintelligible) Oh, I see you.
This fucking track's bad, man.
-Hello?
-Hey, I'm at the storage place.
- What storage place?
You can pick me up, right?
- Uhhh - I just got to get my stuff,
You can pick me up, though, yeah?
- Look, I got called in to work today, so I can't pick you up.
This is my kit, okay? It's like 5 drums and cymbals
and my hardware. I can’t just walk out of here with all that.
-This isn't a priority for me, Mauro, okay?
I get called into work. I go to work.
-You said you could pick me up. Don't get mad.
- I said call me, and we can make a plan.
- This is it, okay? This is the last thing,
and then we don't got to do this shit anymore.
Olivia, I just need one thing to not be fucked today.
Please, Olivia, can you help me out?
-You make things chaotic, Mauro.
I can't have you acting like we're still together
whenever it's convenient for you.
Where are you even sleeping? - Whatever.
- This doesn't sound okay. - I'm not gonna do that.
Whatever the fuck that is, I'm not going to fuckin do that.
-Okay, so this unit is delinquent.
Now, the policy is you got a 30 day window to pay the fee,
before we have to empty the unit.
-It's not my unit, though. I just got one thing inside.
-Until someone pays the fee, I’m not allowed to let anyone inside
-Bro. You have the keys.
I just need to get my fucking kit out of here, okay?
You can just open it up. I'll take that thing out.
-I'm not authorized to let anyone in.
-So you can just open it up?
-Sorry. So there's a ten day window left for the grace period
and then after that happens...
-How long has she got? What, 10 days?
- ...got to put up all the items inside for auction.
-So, how much does it cost?
-So the fee altogether will be $248...
What are you doing? What are you doing, man?
Ow. Fuck!
Hey, yo, my bad.
You alright?
-I'm calling the cops, motherfucker.
Yo, yo, hold on. Hold on.
Yo, yo.. Come here.
Hey!
Let go, bro.
Let go!
- Hey!
Hey, God dammit. Come back here.
I'm calling the cops.
I'm calling the fucking cops!
Yo, Lee, what up? It's Mauro.
I'm actually about to pass through D.C. right now.
Wanted to see... I kind of need a place to crash
for a couple...
Shit's not good
right now, you know what I'm saying?
Yeah, let me know if you're around.
Yeah, man, didn't y'all have a guest room?
Ahh. Yeah, you're good. You're good.
Nah, I'll find another spot.
Yo, what up, Tony?
Yo, I'm about to pass through Philly on this tour.
Are you around?
I got you.
All right.
It's all good, man. Catch you next time. Alright, bro.
Damn, bro. That's some New York shit for real.
So, y'all aren't going to be there while they're like
exterminating the place for...
Is it just rats?
Mauro?
- 1, 2, 3...
1, 2... - Okay, not in rhythm.
- Not in rhythm? I thought it was in rhythm.
- 1-2-3, 1-2-3-4... You got this, go.
- 1-2, 1-2-3, 1-2-3-4... - You're sweating.
- I'm sweating because it is extremely hot-
- You're thinking too much. - No. I'm not thinking too much.
- It's not like I'm in the band, I'm like brought in
to play on other people's music. - Oh, it's not a band, okay.
- Like the other day, I played on a track for this guy,
he’s like an up-and-coming rapper, Yung Frill...
- Wait, I'm sorry, shut the fuck up. Are you serious?
You know him? -Yeah, of course I know him.
That's so cool. - It's alright.
You're in the room with him. He's like giving you money
to do your art with him doing his art.
Yeah.
That's fucking awesome.
What do they call Boston? Beantown?
You're set up here, you gonna stay here after you graduate?
-Yeah, I know mom obviously wants me to like move back.
“It's so far”, but that's insane,
Crazy would never, no way, no, no.
Should we call her? - Who, mom?
Nope.
- Why, you're scared? - Nah.
You think it's a bad idea?
Yeah, she's fucking paranoid.
- Yeah, well, she worries because
she doesn't know what's going on with you.
She cares all of a sudden?
Hey, my zone over here.
- This is called collaboration.
Uh-huh.
Called teamwork.
Is that Chelsea? - Yeah.
Chelsea!
Stinkiest dog in the world.
- She was so stinky.
You know, I saw one of these when I was underwater once.
- What do you mean underwater?
- I'm like always underwater,
doing like scuba diving and shit for class.
- Wait, that's what you do in college, you scuba dive?
Yeah, I got scuba diving class.
Yeah. - What the fuck?
I study animals underwater, so I got to go underwater.
I should have gone to college.
Yeah, never too late. The ocean needs you.
Are you dating?
Still talking to Olivia?
Uh, no.
No? - Not anymore.
What about you?
- I was seeing...
uh, this girl for a little bit actually.
- Oh! Yeah, first relationship...
with a girl, yeah. So that was cool.
Was that--
Was that weird?
- Was it weird?
You're fuckin weird.
I don't know, man. - It wasn't weird, no.
But it is a lot more listening, though.
Was that hard for you?
- Why you gotta say it like that?
You think I talk too much? - I didn't say that.
You think I'm bad at listening and I talk too much?
No, look, I haven't seen you in two years, man.
I dunno how much you talk. - Because apparently I am.
Apparently it's very hard for me.
I was tuning out, left and right.
Oh, shit.
- How are you? - Sorry. Hey.
This is Mauro, my brother Mauro. - Hi.
This is Bloo. Bloo lives here.
I do. I sleep here too.
Yeah.
Right.
We will be more quiet. Thank you.
I love you. - I love you too.
Sweet dreams. It was nice to meet you.
Yeah, nice to meet you too.
Good night.
He's the best. - He's funny.
Yeah, I love living with him.
He's in that room and then the room next to him, that's Mal.
She's our other roommate.
Me and her used to be closer friends,
but I dunno, we've like grown apart.
Now she's just like, she's like a fuckin ghost
...who lives here, honestly.
She could be home right now. I literally don't know.
But Bloo and I are closer and that's fun.
It's good. I like that.
I'm glad you found your people, you know?
You're fucking scuba diving...
You pay rent. You bought a pizza.
You're fucking.. You're an adult, now.
I think it's sick that you took a week off to come visit.
I think that's awesome.
Yeah, of course.
It's fun to see you.
- And one last thing.
Goodnight.
‘Night.
- Hey, you got Bernardo with Ry-ot Music.
Leave a message.
Yo, dude, what's up?
It's-- it's Mauro. Listen, um...
Crazy shit, my bag got stolen.
So I lost the check--
check got stolen.
If you can cancel that check, and cut me a new one...
- Mauro.
Mauro, hey.
Up here.
This is gonna hurt your hand.
Nice.
You could be a lobster and tuna boat deckhand.
Oh, we have a nanny position for a 3 year old.
“Must be...
able to lift 50 pounds.” Whoa, that's a big boy.
But never mind. You hate kids.
No, I don't.
What if we just, like, look for drumming gigs?
No, because I don't have my kit.
There's no point. It's fine. It's fine.
I'm good.
- But he lost the check.
You're going to see this guy back in Atlanta, right?
I don't-- I don't know.
I mean, I need the money now.
And Atlanta's kind of a dead end for me anyway, like,
with the Yung Frill session that--
You get hired by these phony people,
and they bring you in to play on some stupid ass song.
And they don't want anything interesting.
They want like, basic shit.
And then you leave.
And it's not yours. It's not--
Yeah, it's money. But what's the point?
It's safe music.
There's no feeling in it.
That sucks.
It's just--
Sounds like you need to get out of Atlanta.
What's keeping you there?
I mean, anything?
Because you could go anywhere.
Like, what about Chicago?
You liked touring there, right?
And your old band mate's there, the singer guy?
Yeah, I don't know. Maybe.
Well, you could go anywhere.
Get, like, a fresh start or something.
You know what I think?
What?
- I think that song's gonna be pretty huge.
The Yung Frill song?
What are you gonna wear to the Grammys?
Have you thought about that? You have to think now.
I think it's gonna be catchy. I think the beat's gonna be dope.
And I think everyone's gonna be like,
"Whoa, these drums are fucking sick, dude."
I think it's gonna be better than you think it is.
Yo, man, it's Mauro. Just calling back-
I don't know if you got my last message.
But just calling to see if you could possibly
recut that check for me.
Give me a call back whenever.
I'm around.
Ugh. Eww.
Oh hey, what's up?
Hey, you live with, um--
I'm Isa's, Isa's brother.
Yeah.
You're friends with Yung Frill.
Yeah.
Uh, Yeah.
We... [inaudible]
What? - We are.
Yeah, we work together.
So...
Dope.
Yeah, it's alright.
You're bringing those inside?
Oh, no.
No, no, I'm just--
yeah, no.
OK, cool.
Oh, wait.
Hm?
Could you let me in, actually?
Ew.
No.
Hey, thanks.
What do you do with the money?
What's that?
What do you do with that money?
Oh, you can just put it in here.
No, I mean once you get the money,
what do you do with your money?
Spend it, bro.
Know what I'm saying?
Alright, man. - Alright.
You good, man? - Yeah.
Go ahead.
Yo!
Hey, what's up? - Shh.
Bloo is working on a project.
He's DJing on top of black and white films...
I actually-- I'm forgetting why.
What is-- is this my old skillet?
Yeah, it’s like, my old busted skillet
from freshman year. - Yeah.
What are you doing with this?
Drum kit.
- You made a drum kit.
Yeah. - Out of all these things.
Yeah.
Is that cool?
That's so cool.
You keep it. That's better use anyway.
OK, come in. You can join if you want.
Shh.
By the recycling.
Um, you got an extra towel I could use?
Yeah, just hanging up on the back of my door.
OK. - OK.
I know...
I know, shut up.
Fuckin industrious.
That's what it is. Industrious.
You gotta answer the emails, gotta pick up the papers,
and more emails. More fuckin emails.
I get a million emails a day.
I wake up every fuckin morning, people are crazy.
It's all about the fuckin money.
That's all it is. That's all they do.
America sucks. Get over it.
- Whoop!
Yeah.
- Oh my god, he's pretty good.
Hey, yo.
Yo, what's up, bro?
You gotta take that somewhere else, no bullshit.
I can't play here? - Nah, you sound sooth and all--
But sound’s getting into the restaurant.
Manager's bugging out right now.
Forcin it, bro.
Keep it up, though. You feel me?
Keep going.
Just put your hand in.
Just give him some little pets
right in the middle of his back.
Yeah. See?
Oh, my god. - Right?
Here he comes. - Whoa.
He loves you.
He loves you.
Whoa, whoa, hold up.
Do you remember me trying to pee on you that one time?
What? - Myrtle Beach.
-You tried to pee on me? -You got stung by a jellyfish.
Yeah. - Yeah.
And then I was trying to pee on your leg to save you.
But all mom saw was that I was trying to get naked
on the beach. She's going fuckin ballistic.
You remember that? - I remember that.
That's because I was trying to pee on your leg.
- It wasn't because I was in pain.
- No.
But you remember that trip. - Uh-huh.
That was probably like the one good family trip.
Oh wait. Do you see that person down there?
- Yeah. - So I applied for that job.
To work here? - Yeah.
It would start right after graduation if I got it.
I'm waiting to hear back now.
- So you'd be in the tank swimming around
scooping up shit. - Big time.
But that's like a part of the rescue
and rehabilitation work.
And also, you just get to be in the tank with that guy.
Like my job every day,
would be here.
- Yeah, you’d love that.
- That'd be perfect.
I mean--
I mean, come on.
You see what I mean? - Hell yeah.
Oh, my god. That's Myrtle. -Get in there, get in there!
Three, two, one...
Oh, look, look, “Get the fuck out of my way.
Excuse me, I'm late.”
Big mama coming through.
- Check this one out. - Oh, brainwashed.
Nothing going on.
-Just keep going around and around.
- “Oh, excuse me.
If I could just-- if I could just get it over here--oh!
Oh, sorry.” Here we go.
A nonconformist.
- I like this guy.
- He's like, “No, y'all are weird.”
- “Y'all are boring.
I'm out.”
- “I'm going down.”
- He's gonna make it out.
You need to come through?
- Just looking...
Yeah.
Yeah. - Ey!
- Woo-hoo. Get it. Girl!
Oh, my gosh!
Nice moves!
- Hell yeah, you're awesome. - Thank you!
- Hey, you sounded great my man.
Thank you. - That's good.
Yo.
Hey.
Yung Frill posted a picture of you.
Oh.
You seen it?
Do you want to?
C’mon.
Gotta keep my laptop plugged in. It's old as fuck.
Okay, I found it.
Oh, you look kind of chubby in this.
- What? - Yeah, come here.
No, I don't.
- Right? That's totally you.
Look.
Yeah.
- That's cool. -I don't look chubby, though.
Mm, a little bit.
Why are you just standing there like a weirdo?
Sit.
You have fun working with him?
Uh, yeah, yeah.
It was fun.
You got a lot of shit over here...
Take your shirt off.
What?
Go ahead.
Okay.
Now take off mine.
Wait, wait. - What?
This stupid--
Fuck me.
You should probably go back to the couch.
Morning.
Good morning. Did you get groceries?
Yeah, you want some eggs? - Yes, I want some eggs.
That is so sweet.
- You want fried? Scrambled?
Can I do scrambled?
Yeah, scramblies. Hell yeah.
Do you want any coffee?
Yeah.
I was thinking about it...
like performing for people on the street.
It's like really cool.
- Yeah. You're like pushing air.
Like you're sending vibrations to people's eardrums.
And it's like how whales communicate in the ocean,
sending it far distances and shit.
And like, you are physically
affecting people without even touching them.
It's so cool. Do you ever think about that?
Uh...
Oh my god. Hey, Mal, what's up?
Um, this is my brother, Mauro.
Mauro, this is Mal.
Oh.
Nice to meet you.
- Yeah.
- I'm making coffee. If you want a cup.
Nah, I'm good.
Looks good.
Okay.
You see what I mean?
- Yeah, weird.
- Yeah.
Want some toast?
- Yah.
Wow.
Ooh.
Oh my god, this guy's really good, right?
You're amazing.
This is so cool.
Hey. - What's up?
I just, I live right there and it's just...
My boyfriend is recovering from surgery.
He just had his eyes lasered and it's awful.
Oh, okay.
So, if I give this to you, will you stop?
- ...There's a music festival
going on here, on the other side of the park.
You wanna play?
Yeah.
There you go.
Yeah, do this one.
And then do this one.
Yeah, there you go.
This one sounds different if I take my foot off of it.
Try hitting this.
And I'll take my foot off. Now hit it again.
Good.
You want to hit this one?
I'm all done. - You're all done?
Okay, where's your, um...
Where's your-- you got parents?
You...
Over there.
Over... where?
I don't know.
You don't know?
Uh...
Okay.
They went this way or they went that way?
This way?
Okay.
We'll find them.
It's fishing.
It's a fishing rod.
Yo!
Is this your kid?
Or your grandkid?
What's your grandpa's name?
- Ga-Ga.
Do you see him?
Look around. Do you see him?
Do you see-- Is that him?
Is that him?
- A flower.
Just for you.
- For me?
Thank you.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
Yo, I'm just looking for some help
Trying to find this kid's grandpa.
Is there like a-- lost and found?
- I dunno, man.
- Can you help me? - No, I cannot help you.
What do you want me to do with this kid?
You gonna leave this kid here?
No, I'm not gonna leave this kid here.
Relax.
- I don't know, man. You're on your own, buddy.
Asher!
Oh, thank Christ.
Oh, good.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Don't walk away like that, okay?
What's this?
- Yo, what are you...
What's going on here, man? - What?
Your kid was like--
He was lost, man. I tried to help out.
- How’d you try to help out?
I've been with him for so long, bro. Where were you?
Why didn't you just call security or something?
Look, man, I was just trying to help.
You okay, buddy?
Yeah.
You scared Grandpa.
Don't walk away like that, okay?
Thanks.
[VOICEMAIL] Message skipped. Next Message.
- Yo, Mauro. What up? You still in Boston? Pull up.
I'm touring with a new band. We’re coming through.
Playing someplace in Central Square, I think.
Come see the show. I'll buy you a drink after.
It'd be great to catch up, man. It's been a long time.
[VOICEMAIL] End of message.
[VOICEMAIL] Next message.
- Sup, man, Bernardo from Ry-Ot Music
Look, we wanna bring you back for another Yung Frill session.
We got about twice the budget we had last time.
It’s gonna be in East Atlanta, the studio on Duluth Street.
That'll be this Monday.
And while you're here, we can take care of that
other check that got lost.
Alright. Hit me back if you want it.
[VOICEMAIL] End of message.
[VOICEMAIL] To delete this message--
I don't trust this little white
motherfucker with the backwards hat on.
Come on, folks. Step right up!
Don't be shy.
Ooh!
Pay this man!
Pay this man!
[singing] Sometimes I ask god what’s the plan.
He answer like-- Da-da, da-da, da-da...
. . .
Right now, just now, god said, slow down.
There’s killers amongst us. Killers amongst us.
How y’all feeling? You listening?
[singing]
Yeah. Y’all know what we gonna do.
There we go, c’mon.
Clap.
Mauro not clapping.
My man with the beard, get him.
That's my man.
So what are you doing here in Boston?
- Right now, I'm playing on the streets.
I'm busking.
It's nice playing alone, because I can just do my own shit,
I don't know...
People out here getting money with the busking situation.
- I'm making money.
And it's like just a direct line. It’s pure.
What?
It's pure? -It's pure! There's no separation.
You're there, on the street, everybody else is on the street.
The cars are going past. You're making sound.
Some people like it. Some people hate it.
That's true.
They don't have to give you money.
And you played what tonight for... a booking fee?
You got to pay the venue.
You're probably taking home...
I'm taking home a feeling though.
- Ooh, feeling.
Yeah, that's what I'm trying to say, though. Feeling.
Yeah. - Yeah, it's good.
What's your next gig?
I don't fucking know, man.
I'm fuckin... on my sister's couch, just--
I just got this offer to go back to Atlanta.
Who you playing with? - Yung Frill, again.
“Young Thrill” again? - Yeah, Yung Frill.
You know Yung Frill? - No.
- Exactly.
- You...
How old are you now?
- 26.
- For real? - Yeah.
That's too old to be acting like you're acting.
I'm just saying, you said Lil Frilly is gonna--
Young Frill? Lil Frill? - “Yung.”
You probably shouldn't go down and mess up
Yung Frill's session with this energy.
Let's hope he's right. Lemme tell you right now.
You need to get your life together, and then--
- Shut up.
- You're moving around, so, you know, what about--
Coming to Chicago?
There’s, like I said, a lot of great musicians,
you know, a lotta situations you might fall into you might like.
You know what I mean? - Chicago?
You can play your shit, really get to
something that is collaborative, you know?
Something that's more than the sum of its parts.
Yeah, man.
- Ooh.
Okay, old school hip-hop. - I can do that.
- Ooh.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Ooh, yeah.
People will pay for this. - Yeah?
- Okay, so what's the plan?
Successful hip-hop drummer
to street performer,
to carnie sleeping on sister's couches.
- What about you? You'll graduate and then...
What, get a job at a startup?
“A startup.”
- Become a tech bro. - A tech bro, maybe.
- Yeah? Gotta make money.
- So you're a sell-out?
Fuck you. - What?
Just fucking with you.
Growing up without money sucks, dude.
When I was five in Salt Lake City, it was winter,
and my house had all these old-ass pipes.
Old ass pipes around, and they froze over.
So my mom called me and my sister into the kitchen
and we put on our little gloves
and the whole family like had to try to warm up
these frozen pipes with our hands.
It's so cold.
It didn't even work.
We tried for like five, six hours.
- Fuck. - Dude...
It didn't work.
I don't ever wanna do that shit again.
What is this?
What's the significance-- - I'm not telling you.
- Why not? - I don't know you.
What? - I don't know you that well.
Come on.
You should tell me.
I should get back to the couch, huh?
Not yet.
Did you read it yet?
...Hootenanny?
You gonna come?
Yeah, I gotta check my schedule.
There's only one right answer
to my question that I'm asking you.
Yeah, are you gonna play something?
- Yeah. - Hell yeah.
- I don't know. It's cool.
I mean, you go out and perform on the street for like
strangers, which is terrifying.
So I feel like I can at least perform for like, my friends.
And it just would be fun.
- Yeah, dude.
Oh, yeah.
I'm sorry. Sorry, keep going.
Wait, you go.
You start.
How do you just keep doing it every day?
You need a rest day. You need a day off.
You need to rejuvenate. But I don't know,
I don't even know how to do that.
I don't know how to chill out when I'm not performing.
And then it's like you feel like trapped.
I do just want to like clock in somewhere.
Fuckin whatever.
Somebody pay me to just do some bullshit job.
But then like get a one fucking dick manager
and it's like, well, fuck this.
I'm gonna go back to being my own boss.
I might not make anything,
but at least there's no fucking prick
telling me what to do or like being pissy about my
outfit or whatever. I get to just...
...wear this.
You gotta be relentless.
Sometimes you gotta be relentless.
And that would be like the one piece of advice I would say.
Just fucking commit to it if you're gonna do it.
- And all the other shit that goes along with it, too.
The weirdos coming up to you. Fuckin with you.
The heckling.
Street performers are battling.
If someone wants to be greedy, I'm like, can we share?
Yeah.
Can I get an hour? You get an hour.
This guy's over here doing it. It's all crowded.
That's the tough part about it.
The battle.
They don't want to share. They like,
“Nah, you gotta go. Get away from me. It's my spot now.
No one owns a spot, really, though. They’ll say,
“Hey, you are not playing here. I’m here now.”
Some guys, they don't care.
Like, bro, you stayin on it.
You stayin on. Okay.
Now, when someone else gets there
or whatever, it's like, alright they doing their own thing.
You know, not getting along, choosing to battle
and fight all that shit, that don't get you nowhere.
So I was standing there on top of the hill, right?
Looking at the flock.
Delicious.
And all of a sudden, I get this idea for dinner:
Dress up like a sheep.
Bah.
Go undercover.
Bah.
And when they least expect it, go in for the kill.
So I prance on in there, and I'm like,
“What's up, y'all? I'm a sheep.”
And then just as I'm about to sink my teeth into their
delicious flesh, I hear...
footsteps.
[singing] Oooh-Oooooh.
Oh, my God.
[singing] I'm renting apartments.
I'm back to where I started.
My shadow, is racing
me back from my vacation.
When I felt
the smallest
I threw up in the toilet.
I want more, long lasting.
I guess you'll call that passion.
Ohh...
I don't wanna go home.
I just wanna be wherever you are.
I just wanna be wherever you are.
- Sing it.
I'm learning the hard way
To do the things that I say.
I'm learning the hard way
To do the things that I say.
I'm learning the hard way
To do the things that I say.
So, I don't wanna go home
I just wanna be wherever you are--
There it is.
I just wanna be wherever you are
Thank you everybody.
Sooo...
what’s for mother fuckin dinner?
I just wanna be wherever you are
I just wanna be wherever you are
That's the song.
Whoa, you good? You good?
Huh?
- Do you have a condom?
Do you have a condom?
Shut up, stop. stop. stop.
Chill, hey, chill.
- I forgot one. - What is that?
- I did not take this one.
I was supposed to take it yesterday.
What does that mean?
Maybe I should take a Plan B.
“Welcome to Earth, bitch.”
- No, not Independence Day.
I don't wanna watch Independence Day again.
There's just so many other moves.
Independence Day and you love it.
If anyone's drinking, they're also drinking water.
Do we have popcorn?
- I didn't eat it.
- Is that why it's all gone? Cause you ate so much of it.
I don’t eat popcorn.
We can't watch a movie without popcorn.
I'll get it. - What?
Are you serious? Are you serious?
Thank you, Mauro. That's so nice.
Um... Mal, you know where to get some?
Mhmm? - Popcorn.
Yeah. Yeah.
- Be right back.
Travis! - What?
Get in here.
Just being tall and weird all the time? C’mon.
Let's go.
Left? - Yeah.
It's a pharmacy, right?
Uh, yeah.
Why?
Because we're getting Plan B.
Let's just get popcorn.
No, we can get that too. Let's go.
Plan B fucks up my body, dude. It's like a triple period.
It fucking sucks.
It does fucking suck.
Yeah, fucking sucks.
Why don't we just tell Isa, and you can be like,
"Isa, I fucked Mal and I need your help."
Let's go.
Oh, sunnies.
Oh.
- What are you--
My feet hurt.
- Mallory, come on. - You walk so fast.
Where is it?
Hey.
Hey, let's go.
What are you--
Why didn't you pull out?
You coulda taken us home instead.
We're only $2.50. - That's funny.
Ha ha ha, let's go.
You don't like the little arm?
Are you done?
Mwah.
Kiss her back. - Okay, stop.
Stop making that face.
Look at your stupid face.
You're the one acting like my dad.
Okay, I'm gonna go get it.
I'll get it.
Fucker.
You can't even pretend to like me.
You're paying for it.
Hey, this is Mauro, leave me a message.
Hello, yes.
actually, you never pick up your phone,
so this is not a surprise.
I got some exciting news and I wanted to tell you
and you're the first person that I wanted to call.
But actually, now that I think about it,
it is the type of news that I probably would want to save
for in person. So actually, it's actually perfect
that you did not pick up.
That's exactly what I wanted.
Okay, cool. Okay, I'm excited.
Okay, bye.
Hey.
- Hey.
- I heard back about the job.
Mauro.
Mauro?
Hm?
You okay?
Yeah, just tired.
Are you sure you're okay?
Yeah.
Yeah?
Hey.
Hey.
New Frill song leaked.
This the one you played on?
Yeah. Yeah, sounds like it.
- I like it.
You good?
- Yeah, I'm okay.
How are you?
Uh.
Hmm.
So is this the apology?
Hm?
For acting like a dick last night?
Uh.
Yeah.
You, uh, you feeling it...
yet?
Feeling what?
- The stuff. Does it hurt or like...
Oh. - Has it kicked in?
No, I haven’t taken it yet.
What?
- Yeah, it clears 72 hours, so...
we can do whatever we want.
Are you fuckin kidding me?
I'm not fucking kidding you.
You have to take it.
I will. - Now!
You can't fuck around with this shit.
You gotta take the fuckin pill. - I will.
- Where is it?
Where is it? - Chill.
What are you doing?
Where the fuck is it? - Dude, chill.
Why didn't you just fucking take it?
Don't do that.
Hey, don't come into my room acting like an asshole to me.
Hey!
Stop touching my shit! Stop!
- This was your fuckin idea.
What's going on?
Mauro?
Mauro?!
What the fuck is going on?
No, uh-uh.
No?
No, Mauro?
Mauro... No, dude. No, no, no, no, no...
No, you're not doing that. You're fuckin talking to me.
What the fuck is going on?
Are you serious right now? - What do you want?
Are you just like fucking my roommate? Are you serious?
- We’re handling it. Why did you even come here?
You came up here to visit me, awesome.
And then here I am like "Oh, me and my brother are
finally getting along and stuff." And lo and behold-
What are you looking at? -Don't fucking talk to her like-
What do you want me to say?
I'm so fucked up. I'm a piece of shit.
I should just fuckin leave.
- You’re not a piece of shit, but you have been lying to me!
Mauro.
Mauro!
Are you-- and you're just watching this?
Why are you fucking my brother, dude?
- None of your business.
Oh, I would love for it to be none of my business.
I would love to not have to imagine
you fucking my brother, what, drunk without a condom?
That's what I'm talking about. This is what I'm talking about.
You insert yourself in shit that you don't belong in.
I'm not your responsibility.
What was up with last night, dude?
I don't need your judgment. - We're having a fine time
and now you're drunk as shit on the subway. Falling over-
Cause I was the only drunk person in Boston last night?
This is so, this is-- - I am not your responsibility.
You don't have to live here. We don't have to be friends.
And where are you going?
Where the fuck are you going?
Mauro, where are you going? You have to--
Just fuckin stop, okay? This shit does not concern you.
That's my roommate, you're my brother in my house.
This doesn’t concern me at all?
None of your fucking business.
Back the fuck up!
Sorry.
I tried calling you, you didn't pick up, and...
But I got the job.
And I really, really, really would love
if you could just put your stuff down
and we could just talk about this
and then maybe just celebrate some good shit
instead of fighting and you leaving.
Okay.
Then fucking, then fucking go.
This shit rocks!
Oh, bro, you fucked up now.
Hey, hey! Where you going?
Hey, hey, hey! Where you going?
Yo get back here!
Dude!
Hey!
Get the fuck out of here.
Hey.
Hey.
Sup?
I just, I was just calling to check in.
Okay.
How are y'all doing?
Yeah, we're good.
All good here.
Um, how's she doing?
How's Grace?
I can hear her.
She's good, she's good.
She's learning to sit up by herself. It's really cute.
Could I talk to her?
Uh, um,
on the phone? I don't think that's a good idea.
We talked about that.
I can't just hear her voice?
Be right there, Mom. I'll be right there.
Can I just like hear her say something?
A voice on the phone isn't gonna help Mauro.
We talked about this. - Oh, I, yeah.
You're right.
We're in the middle of cooking breakfast,
and she's hungry, but um. - Okay, yeah.
Wanna plan something next week?
I gotta go, but we'll plan something next week.
Sounds good. - Alright, bye.
Bye, Mauro
Okay, bye.
What happened to your hand?
Mauro, what the fuck?
Can I see that, please?
This is going to hurt like a bitch.
Ooh, fuckin deep, dude.
Is, uh--
is Mal here?
- Uh, no, she left this morning.
We talked.
I'm leaving today, so I gotta go.
- Where are you going?
Atlanta.
Gotta get back.
Can I ask what you have to...
get back to in Atlanta?
We gotta do better than this.
K, I'm gonna say something, and I've been thinkin about it.
Um--
So I know that like,
we didn't have the best example, or role model
on like, how to communicate and like be like a family
and like do shit together, but like,
I really like having you around.
I really like having a brother.
Fuckin lucky.
I like you being in my life and
it feels like if we want
that to happen then we gotta be better than this.
Or else we're just gonna be two adults who share blood
and maybe the most we ever talk about is what's on TV
and what the fucking weather is like.
I don't want like the broken family shit.
And I think we can do that.
Yeah.
Congrats on the job.
Thanks.
- It's cool.
Yeah, it's pretty cool.
Alright, alright... - Alright, alright, alright
Mauro!
It's the song.
Do you hear that?
It's the song.
Do you hear those drums, dude?
See?
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