"Class of 199-fucking-9!" "Come on, we gotta party like it's 1999!" "I just don't understand anything." "I don't wanna face those people." "Only you know what you want." "I'm stuck with this routine." "It's the last day of school forever." "Good luck." "Thanks." "Come on, wake up, Julia." "Hm." "Today is the beginning of the end and the end of the beginning." "And you don't wanna be late for it." "You always say that." "Angie." "Angie." "It's time to wake up." "It's your last day in middle school." "You know what your counselor said." "You won't be able to finish junior high school if you miss one more half day." "Little Angie" "Get the fuck out of here!" "Unbelievable." "Hm." "I wrote a new song last night." "Sweet." "We can practice it later." "Hm." "You want some of this?" "Huh?" "Last day of school!" "Oh, shit!" "Oh, shit!" "The car, what the hell." "Fuck you both." "Oh, nice nighty." "I'll see you later." "Shit." "Shit!" "What's up, ass fuck?" "Come on." "Come on." "More." "More." "More!" "Oh." "God." "What's wrong with you?" "Wow!" "I don't even remember when I actually ever decided" "Brown was where I wanted to got to college." "God." "Rhode Island." "I'm not gonna know a single soul." "Man, you know, even if Brown does suck, at least you're experiencing some place new." "I mean, I was looking at this brochure the other day, for NYU and my mom started flipping out saying that New York was all about sex and drugs and I wanted to be, like, you know what?" "I'm not a virgin." "I already have a tattoo and I do a ton of drugs here." "Oh, God." "I'm gonna be real famous some day." "Watch!" "Stacy." "Stacey, you forgot your lunch." "Stacey." "Stacey." "Stacey." "Mom." "Stop saying my name so much." "You forgot your lunch." "Stacey." "Hi, Mrs. Cherry." "Hello, Julia." "Hi." "Say hello, Sockets." "Yeah." "Your dog hates you." "So you guys are ready for summer?" "Mom." "Has Stacey been smoking any of the funny stuff, huh?" "Mom." "Go in the house, now." "Okay?" "Bye." "Bye." "Say Bye-bye." "Bye. mom." "Oh my God." "My mom is so insane." "I wouldn't complain, your boyfriend lives in your basement for a year now?" "And she still has no clue." "What was I supposed to do?" "His grandmother kicked him out." "I'm just saying I can't believe she still hasn't figured it out." "Well my mom choses what she wants to know and what she doesn't want to know." "Hm." "Kinda like, you." "Hey, Dylan might treat me like crap but he's not cheating on me." "And if he cheated on me, then I would dump him." "Let's not talk about it." "Don't do it." "What?" "Julia, don't." "Come on." "This isn't funny You're gonna hurt our friend." "Ahhh!" "There she goes." "Hey, ugly." "Ha, ha, ha." "You're such an ass." "Oh, I know." "Come on, shut up and get in." "I love you." "I hate you." "I know, I know." "So you guys are coming to my pep rally later, right?" "Yeah. about that..." "Nah." "Stop it." "You are coming." "Class of '99." "The sons of bitches." "I can't believe that we are officially seniors." "Like, next year that's gonna be out last year." "How crazy is that?" "Another whole year until we actually get out of this place." "Exactly." "In the meantime we can still get really, really, really wasted." "Oh my God." "You're such a cheerleader." "Good morning to you." "I hope this very reliable tardiness habit of yours will not be continuing into the next year." "High school is just one mind In a whole lot of bodies." "And I know how that mind thinks." "So keep that in mind." "What is our purpose?" "Our meaning?" "Why are we all here and what are we each supposed to do?" "Is there some predetermined plan driving all the decisions that we make, or are we ourselves making our choices based on our own free wills?" "These mental thoughts are liminal phases." "Childhood is about magic,  but teen is about mystery." "It is the time when the world suddenly gets closer and the colors get brighter." "Rules seem ready to be broken." "You all may have different problems." "But it is the same problem." "You got to figure out what you want." "Sorry, so, Mod, are you listening to anything I'm saying?" "Mod!" "Mod!" "You look like a mongoloid baby." "Here." "What's a mangled in baby?" "Just..." "Just..." "Weirdo." "Mom give you lunch money?" "Yeah Yeah." "I gotta, I gotta ask you for a favor I need you to, uh..." "I need you to..." "Uh..." "I need you to sell." "All of this." "I need you to sell everything in there." "Yeah?" "Is that cool?" "It's my last day at school, man." "It's your last day at school?" "Yeah." "Before summer." "You mean you're like leaving for college or something..." "No, man." "I'm a Junior." "Oh, good." "Uh..." "There's a big ass party tonight." "Really?" "Where?" "I don't have a fucking clue." "Here." "Peace out." "Smoke that weed, bitch." "What it is the never ending equation otherwise known as chaos?" "Chaos theory is really about finding the underlying order apparently random things" "Mod." "Speaking in..." "You're in the wrong class." "That the entire human world might be..." "What's up, Sylvia?" "Which states that we are all part of some greater order." "Mod." "Aw, come on." "You girls want some weed?" "You've all played dominoes." "When you topple one the others fall In suit." "This would be an isolated system except for the fact that something outside the system" "Yeah, Mod." "He didn't take a hall pass." "Oh, he's got a permanent note, Mr. Shapiro." "You know, for ADHD." "He'd better not miss my frigging pep really." "Don't forget it." "It's during last period." "Okay." "I will be tumbling." "I just want to remind everybody of the pep rally." "Oh, great." "The spirit is important." "I don't want to see one empty seat." "Pull your skirt up!" "So, you should all come." "Okay?" "In the larger systems..." "You'd better run, bitch." "I gotta shit." "Oh, yeah." "What's up, babe?" "How are you doing?" "How you doing son?" "Hey, hey." "Why don't you come to our show tonight?" "Huh?" "Come on, we gotta go." "Gotta run." "And just go." "Ah!" "Jesus." "See you." "Hey." "What's up." "Hey." "You suck." "Hey." "Uh!" "Dude, remember that time that I got so wasted that I pissed on your sock drawer?" "And I didn't tell you about it for like three months or something." "Okay." "You better just come to my pep rally." "Hi, guys." "Guess what?" "The Banks have shrooms." "Hey, I told her that." "Oh my God, we should totally trip our faces off later." "Yeah." "How much do they have?" "See what you've done to her?" "Nice work." "Hanky, have you seen Pete?" "Uh, okay, you're lame, he's your boyfriend, after all." "No, you're lame." "Your name is Hanky." "Alright, I'm leaving." "I'll see you later." "Are you going to get wasted?" "No, I'm going to Pete's house and drag his lazy ass out of bed." "Don't you dare miss my pep rally!" "Wake up." "Hm." "Come here." "Get up." "No!" "I'm serious." "I'm serious." "I'm serious, dude." "Just get up." "You act like there's a reason for me to get up." "It's a nice thing to say to me." "Do you not get it?" "This is embarrassing." "Just because you're not graduating today doesn't mean it's forever." "Stop it." "Stop it and get up." "I'm begging you for the millionth morning, please." "Come and help me pick out a shirt." "Don't." "You know what?" "I..." "I really can't go." "What?" "I just drove all the way down here and waited while you got ready." "Whatever." "The only reason you come here is to get me out of bed." "You act like that's a bad reason." "I just wish it wasn't the only one." "Oh my God." "You're ridiculous." "Are you coming with me or not?" "Maybe I'll see you later tonight." "Who-hoo." "Stacey is the girl!" "Shot gun!" "Pick me up when you get pot, okay?" "Brianne, I have pot." "I thought we were getting the mushrooms." "I'll see you later." "You did good out there." "Thanks, I wish more than ten people came, but thanks." "Okay." "Where do we go from here?" "Where did Brianne go?" "Can you take me home?" "What?" "Summer just started." "I can't believe this." "What?" "I just have to change." "I'll be right back." "You still have boring old me, Dawn." "Hey, guys." "The Banks have mushrooms." "Yeah, Brianne already told me." "Of course she did." "That was the last time I shared." "I was so proud of myself I fucked my brother, man." "I'm serious, fuck him, dude, he's probably got 20 left and he's the fucking sell." "Hey." "Huh?" "Hey." "Hey, Mod." "Ah!" "What?" "Help." "Sorry you had to wait." "Had to handle, uh, some business." "Fuck!" "Take care of business." "What business?" "That business." "You just witnessed my fucking business." "Okay?" "For your fucking information, I sold all my weed." "Did you sell yours?" "I don't fucking think so." "You're so special to me." "Stop touching me and shit, man." "I'm jumpy right now." "Just fuck out." "Yeah, I need to smoke some weed." "So is Dylan downstairs?" "Yes." "Yeah, tell that asshole I said hi." "Bye, guys." "Hey." "Oh, watch this." "Look up." "It took me all day to do that." "I can't wait to get drunk tonight." "It's not fair, you know, I have to go to school and you get to sit in here and do what you want all day." "Tell me again why suspension is such a bad thing." "Because I sit down here alone all day waiting for your fine ass." "And I'm starving." "Why don't you just make yourself a sandwich upstairs?" "'Cause I'm lazy and I knew you'd be home soon." "Dylan." "My mom might be home any minute." "She ain't never been a problem before." "You know what this kid said?" "I'm telling you, man, butts are the new boobs Trust me." "I know." "Now that I'm in high school I'm gonna go get me a nice big Freshman..." "Yeah." "Freshman." "Hey, Riley, what's popping?" "You all know Riley?" "Riley's a sophomore." "First of all, you sound like a complete fucking tool." "And second, fuck a freshman, you know?" "Talking about the seniors." "So get back to me on how that butt stiffing goes." "'Cause I'm gonna be busy punishing that prime ass." "18-year-olds know what's up, son." "What's up?" "Don't touch me." "Riley lost his virginity when he was like 9 years old." "He's fucked like every girl in the entire freshman class." "You're damn right I have." "Hello, kiddies." "Wooo!" "Woo-hoo." "Howdy howdy." "Let's get rowdy." "How're you doing?" "Alright." "Son of a bitch." "Woo!" "Do you wanna get some beer or what, man?" "Whatever." "I don't care." "Dude, what is wrong with you?" "I don't know, I failed too many classes to graduate on time." "And my girlfriend doesn't like me anymore." "Whatever, man." "Screw it." "None of that shit matters." "I'll tell you what matters." "Beer." "Beer matters." "Do me a favor." "Stop trying to cheer me up." "Aw, fuck Julia, dude." "High school girls suck." "College bitches are way cooler." "Trust me, I know this." "Oh, and, um, who here is going to college?" "No, I don't know if I want to break up with Pete or not." "I mean, after all is he gonna be around my whole senior year as the guy that didn't graduate?" "But what If I break up with him and then I want him back?" "What I need to do, I need to hook up with someone else." "That way I can see." "I won't make the break up decision without knowing for sure." "But I need to think about it because Pete can't find out." "No." "The last thing you wanna do is be caught up in a secret." "I'm stuck in this routine." "I try to get my sister to be more obedient and help out with my parents" "I try to get Stacey out of her abusive relationships so that she can actually be happy instead of faking it." "Do you think Dylan hits Stacey?" "I know he's not good." "I'm gonna fucking kill that kid." "Stacey won't break up with him unless he cheats on her." "I know exactly who you should hook up with." "Dylan, I wasn't finished." "That's my homies." "Peace." "Come on, come on, come on." "Bring your yellow ass." "Move, man." "I ain't got all day." "I like the back seat anyway." "Yeah, that's what I thought." "What's up, son?" "There's crank in this mother." "Hey, what the hell is that smell?" "You smell that?" "It smells like what Stacey wears, that Plumero shit..." "No, this is Country Apple, man, it's nice, I got two bottles." "But Plumero's cool too, I got some of that at the house." "Eddie, you're so gay." "Well, I mean, I think it smells really good." "Just what I thought." "You're gay." "You've never fucked a bitch." "That's true." "No, man, that's not true, I have so." "No." "Bullshit." "The simple fact is you want that shit so bad." "You end up driving the pussy away, Now, you take a cat like me," "I did everything I want 'cause I don't want nothing." "Fuck bitches." "Hold on, man, I ain't saying all that." "Zack, don't even listen to Biz, he's ugly." "Me and you are on the same page." "We're on the same side of the tracks." "You make your own fate." "Now matter how many dudes shot you down, you'll get one." "You make your fate." "Yeah, man, my fate is working in my dad's garage." "It's a great thing." "Yo." "Slow down." "What's up?" "What's your name?" "Holly." "Oh my gosh, we just finished middle school." "Right now." "Right now." "So you guys are officially all high school freshmen now, huh?" "Hell, yeah." "About time." "Man, move it, dip shit." "So, you got a license, young blood?" "No." "Why?" "Are you a cop?" "Not yet." "So where are you 'all goin'?" "Wherever you tell us." "What should we say?" "And where are we going?" "Man, fuck it." "Drive away." "Let's go to Bailey's." "They're practicing for tonight." "Meet us at Bailey's House." "Alright." "You could even just follow us there." "Man, what the fu..." "Bailey don't want hoes over there when they're rehearsing." "I do." "I love hoes." "Big Bailey." "How ya doin' man?" "Hey, man." "What's up, man?" "Good to see you." "What are you guys doing?" "Are you sort of chilling out or..." "Hey, hey." "What's up, man?" "Hi." "Hey, uh, you guys came here just to hang out... ?" "Yeah." "Cool." "We're just practicing." "You can sit on the couch over here." "Alright." "Yeah." "To the left." "Are you ready for some monkey ass?" "Yo." "Gimme that." "Go." "You know who it is it's that big boy Biz." "Now." "Oh, yeah." "Have you ever looked out to a blue ocean?" "Oh, man." "What's happenin', baby?" "So, hey, did you all graduate today?" "Fuck, no." "These two did." "I got one more year more to go." "I'm a young bitch." "Are you gonna keep playing together when you go to college?" "We're actually not going to college." "We're punk rockers" "So we're just gonna continue playing." "Yeah." "We're just gonna do that." "Yeah." "That's cool." "And your parents just don't care?" "It's awesome!" "No..." "No, fuck, my parents are furious at me for not applying to college." "This is your family too, right?" "You're choosing us, right, not... not your parents." "I'm just saying." "It's a pretty risky decision these days to not apply to college." "That's all." "Regardless, we're gonna, you know, continue until we have success, right?" "I mean, that's the plan." "Right?" "Who cares if we're successful, man?" "As long as we're having a good time." "These good times, right, how are they gonna continue unless we make money?" "Fucking idiot." "He does write all our songs and, you know, he's a lyrical genius." "So I guess that's why he doesn't live in reality." "God." "Uh!" "Ah!" "Uh..." "I like this." "It likes you." "So what are you doing later?" "I..." "I don't know." "Actually..." "Right." "Right." "Okay, so." "Time to start." "I'm an idiot." "We're actually playing at a show um, I'm in this band, Over It." "Uh, you know..." "That's alright..." "The band's called Over It." "And, see?" "You can see it on that drum there." "You should come to the show." "I mean, do you wanna come?" "Do you wanna come?" "Do you guys have plans or what are you guys doing?" "I don't really know." "My first time babysitting." "Try to act like a normal person." "Oh, that'll be hard." "Tori, hi, wow, who's running late?" "Please, hurry up and come in because I need to leave like now." "Hi, mwah." "Oh." "Come in." "Come in." "Come in." "Come in." "I am so sorry, Mr. Turner told me 4:45." "Am I really late?" "Oh, well, apparently not in my dear husband's mind." "Hm." "So, we should probably just be a few hours." "Oh my God..." "and you!" "And your whole Valedictorian thing and the making us proud." "Oh, God." "Congratulations." "Yay!" "Hm." "Bye-bye." "What... ?" "Hey!" "Hey." "Dude, how many of these things are there?" "There's three children." "This is Reagan, and Jenna and Sam." "Hi, little girls, my name's Sylvia." "God!" "What the fuck?" "!" "Hey, do not say those things..." "Jesus!" "You son of a bitch!" "Hey." "Holy Mother of God!" "Time for you to leave, now!" "I didn't do anything." "God!" "You keep driving, bitch." "You don't know me!" "What?" "Hi, Mrs. Ford." "Is Angie here?" "Yes." "Um." "Do you think that maybe we could come in and say hi to her real fast?" "Is that alright?" "Yeah, I was totally..." "You're coming with us, right Angie?" "I'm sorry." "Are you talking to me?" "Yeah." "You're coming with us, right?" "No fucking way." "No, you have to come with us." "I..." "I need you." "Okay?" "I'm gonna hook up with someone." "I'm gonna hook up." "You don't need us." "Just wear your underwear." "Bitch." "Rahhhrr." "So, are your parents mad 'cause you missed last day of school?" "No, they're trying to get over last 1000 days she's missed school." "I have A's on all my exams, they know I'm gonna graduate anyways." "Well, it's called attendance, smart ass." "Oh my God, please attendance should be applied on a basis only situation." "I get good grades." "I get perfect grades." "Why does it even matter if I'm in class?" "Don't you wanna see your friends?" "You bitches all come to me!" "Okay, shit head, why don't you go to school 'cause that's the way real life works." "And you're a part of it." "I don't like real life." "Mrs. Ford Angie." "What do you want?" "Don't come in." "Your father and I are not exactly happy about you having friends over." "Oh, it's okay." "We'll be gone soon anyway." "Are you planning on leaving, Angie?" "Mom." "Does it really matter?" "Of course it matters." "You know your father and I want to have a serious discussion about how things are going to be..." "I have friends over right now." "Can't we talk later?" "Yes." "Look, you were grounded until we've worked things out." "If I feel like I wanna go out with my friends then I'm going to." "And if you keep bugging me about it then I definitely will." "You're only 14 and you don't even go to school!" "You're growing up too fast." "Compared to the 1700's where children were forced to work in factories?" "Wait." "No." "You must be comparing me to the 1970s when you were a teenager, but weird because last time that I checked my generation is less likely to smoke, drink, do drugs, commit a crime, get pregnant," "or drop out of high school." "God, that's weird and I don't have time to explain the gap in between, but peace and love." "How can you..." "I am your mother!" "Duh." "So..." "Dad?" "Is anything wrong?" "No." "No." "Dawn and I are picking up Brianne and Stacey and then we're probably gonna go out for the night." "Okay." "Love you." "I want you to sleep at home." "And I love you, too." "What?" "Dad, no." "I've already, like, decided that I was gonna sleep at Stacey's or wherever." "It's the first night of summer." "I don't want you guys to force me to drink and drive." "Then just don't drink." "There you go." "You're not In your bed in the morning, we've got problems." "You just don't understand anything." "Right." "I'm just trying to ruin your life." "And Julia, would you please talk to your sister?" "I really need you to stay home tonight." "It's important." "Please." "Love you." "I know..." "Excuse me, can you knock?" "Excuse me, can you suck my ass?" "Julia!" "What are you even doing in my room, you stupid bitch, get out!" "So, what are you doing later?" "Holly and Lighty have Holly's mom's car." "I might go out with 'em." "Since when did Holly get a license?" "Julia." "Shut up!" "Do you have any weed?" "No." "Sorry." "Mom and dad look like they're about to kill themselves." "Stay home tonight." "Are you staying at Pete's?" "Would you please just stay home?" "Give me some weed and maybe I will." "Can we borrow some weed?" "Please?" "Get us some later." "Come on." "Fine." "You better make sure that we get it from Mod, not his creepy older brother or I'll shoot myself." "Why?" "He's a pervert and he's obsessed with me." "And he's really old." "Okay." "Sweet." "Alright." "You're dismissed." "Love you." "Good bye." "Bitch." "Oh." "So, what have you been doing?" "Nothing." "Then why did you leave?" "What's up?" "What's up?" "You're headed to my house?" "I'm gonna pick up your girl." "That's my house." "You ain't paying no bills." "Ou!" "What?" "Alright." "Well, um so we gotta go." "Maybe we'll see you later." "Yeah, maybe." "Wait a second, I'm gonna roll with them." "Gotta get my beak wet." "Alright." "I'll off to the races, son." "Hey, Zack." "Eat this." "What up, kids?" "Hi, Eddie." "Julia." "What the hell was that?" "What?" "Don't give me that." "You and Dylan." "Hello, I have a boyfriend, actually." "Okay, hello, and so does your best friend Stacey." "Remember Dylan is Stacey's boyfriend?" "Believe it or not some people actually do flirt once and a while." "Well, what's that supposed to mean?" "When was the last time you hooked up with anyone?" "Just give me break, man." "Oh, Stacey, Stacey." "Mom, stay there." "Hi, girls!" "There's a boy in the car." "Clark Gable, I could say." "No, mom, you can't say anything at all, you're an alien." "Oh my God, how embarrassing." "I think I wanna hook up with Mod." "Ha!" "Are you bastards ready to get wasted tonight?" "Because I am." "My boyfriend just uses me as a body to bang and then he just ditches me right afterwards" "Isn't that so funny?" "So, anyway, Mod said for us to meet him at the park to pick up weed." "Hey, Eddie." "Hey." "What's it gonna take for you to leave him?" "What if he was cheating on you?" "Real subtle, Julia." "I'd leave him." "You should check his pager when he's sleeping." "I haven't found a way or a reason or an opportunity to leave him yet." "When I do that, I will." "I can think of many reasons." "Okay." "I don't wanna talk about it." "You know it's a lot harder to leave someone that it seems." "Like you know that." "You know what, Brianne?" "Stacey really needs to just go fuck some really hot ass guy so Dylan can realize what he has and appreciate it." "You know what, Dawn?" "Go find your hunk..." "I'm right here." "I'm right here." "Uh uh, what she should do is find another guy." "That way she can make a choice." "You've been dating Pete for three years during which you claimed you haven't even liked the guy." "so I wouldn't talk if I were you." "Phew, I love girls." "Julia, look out." "I pissed myself." "God, Eddie, it's disgusting." "Okay, no thanks." "Yeah, I think I'll pass." "Oh, no." "Oh, my goodness." "Hi." "Hi." "Yoo- hoo!" "She's completely destroyed." "So what have you guys been doing?" "Ah!" "Why don't we go to the back yard?" "Hey, can I um, use your bathroom?" "Yeah." "Of course, it's down the hall." "Come on." "What..." "What is that whole Mod thing about you, asshole?" "People are starting to get suspicious, man." "Did you hear what Julia said earlier in the car?" "I think she started to suspect something." "You're so fucking paranoid." "We've kept it all a secret for this long." "I am so tired of living in secret." "I can't even keep my head on straight right now." "I'm the one who said we should tell people if we wanted to." "Shh." "Shut up." "Just shut up." "God, you know damn well why I don't want anybody to know about this shit." "You just don't fucking get it." "I can't actually remember when spinning on a tire was so thrilling." "How old were we when we first started drugs?" "Can we not say the D-R-U-G-S right now?" "I really want to get wasted." "Oh my God." "Where did you get the shrooms?" "What's going on?" "Hey." "We are babysitting young children right now." "Have you gone mad?" "No, but I'm about to." "Hello?" "We were supposed to do them together, remember?" "You still have yours." "Eat 'em!" "I'll eat 'em." "I think I might want them." "You'd better eat then now." "If you don't eat them, you're gonna be tripping." "All night." "All by yourself." "All alone." "Well, If I take them right now, how long is it gonna take for them to kick in?" "Are you kidding?" "You've never done shrooms before?" "No, I haven't I figured I may as well try them with my best friends." "It's my graduation." "I will take them if you don't want them." "Come on, Tori." "Just do it." "For the first time In your life be irresponsible." "Do it." "Do it." "Do it." "Do it." "Do it." "Hey, you all." "I'm gonna get picked up to go to this kid's house, it's a big party." "Okay-kay-kay." "Who did you talk to?" "Dylan's there." "Dylan's there?" "I'm gonna go." "Me too." "Me three." "I wanna get really drunk." "I'm happy with a beer." "Right." "But I'm rolling with Riley." "I'll meet you kids there." "Why don't you roll with us?" "Nosy." "Riley and I gotta take care of some things." "Yo." "Let me drink this for you, girl." "Ah!" "Shit!" "Phew!" "Yeah." "Bye, Eddie." "Boy!" "Give it to me." "Uh." "Uh." "Uh." "Alright, kid." "Who you got for me?" "Who you got for me, man?" "What are you talking about?" "Who you got for me?" "I'm a get your beek wet later, Dog." "Holly, Lighty, freshmen, fucking, somebody's mom's car." "I don't know." "Dude, thank you for hooking us up." "Yo, don't even worry about it." "Let's do this." "Come on." "Wanna drive?" "Drive this." "Get out." "Anything for you, baby." "Let's go!" "Hey, yeah!" "Woo-hoo!" "Hold on to your panties." "Shit." "Talk to me, wassup?" "Why are you rushing for it?" "When I'm talking to one of these older chicks, what do I say?" "Oh, you don't know what to say..." "Uh, give us a second." "Senior girls are a little bit smarter so if you wanna tap that older ass tonight you gotta listen to my rules, alright?" "First, give 'em the look." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Be smooth, alright?" "Listen first." "Make moves later." "Let 'em know you're for real." "Take control of the situation." "And be a little arrogant." "Girls love that shit." "Use some smooth little one-liners." "Um, like, uh..." "Hey, sweet milk, Holla at your boy." "Something like that." "Okay." "Holla at your boy, sweet milk." "Ah!" "You got this boy, let's do it." "I'm gonna get you some senior ass tonight, boy." "Hi." "Do I know you?" "Hey, Holla at your boy, barbecue sauce." "That's how we do it." "Come on." "Brianne." "Surprise!" "Shit." "You wanna dance?" "Uh." "No." "Oh." "Do you believe in love at first sight?" "This whole thing." "I know, I'm sorry, you've heard it." "Damn it." "Bucket!" "Aw, shit!" "Yes, sir." "You'd better finish that drink, bitch." "There are children sober in India." "Mm." "Ah!" "That's a good boy!" "That one was for the kids." "Beer and me, friends for life." "Ah!" "Aw, shit." "Pete's doing that thing that makes him fart again." "Hey, Pete, hold on one second." "Everybody in." "Come on, come on." "Alright." "Ready?" "Set?" "Go, bro." "That's my friend, right there." "You didn't tell me anything." "Why are you being so fucking annoying?" "I need to talk to you." "Hey, asshole!" "You're the shit, bro." "Yeah!" "We're out of toilet paper." "Can somebody help me?" "I need toilet paper!" "So what have you been doing?" "Don't worry about it." "Damn." "I don't think I should be treated like this." "You'd better start acting like I'm your girlfriend." "And not just some girl you come home to." "Who sent you this?" "How the hell would I know, you got it." "Apparently someone wants to know if you want to fuck." "Shut up, it don't say that." "Fu..." "Brianne!" "I hate you." "I love you." "Oh, Have you guys seen Brianne?" "I've not seen her once since we came In." "Excuse me." "I'm gonna go find someone who's mature and who likes me for me." "And not just for my house and my turkey sandwiches." "And my flower." "I fucked that chick like two weeks ago." "That's Dylan's girlfriend." "Must've been somebody else then." "Class of 199-fucking-9." "Man this is lame, '99, '93." "What's the shit, I mean, it's crazy." "Spinning crazy." "Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy." "So what does that mean?" "Graduation day, right?" "So after we broke a few school windows and tied up Professor Fuck-My-Face's car" "I was In my place to smoke a jay, right?" "Then Jamie comes over, and she comes over, but I'm trying to bang her all year." "And she comes over and she's balling." "And she even tells me couple of days about this friend of hers uh, uh, Allie, who was a Russian spy" "Okay, and like, you know, ding-dong, a little bell running." "next thing you know Allie pulls out a Smith and Wesson and starts waving around speaking Russian." "I grab, uh, I got my lucky knife." "I got my fucking knife I'm gonna do something." "I was gonna do something but I don't have to." "Get me what he's smoking." "Smoke." "Drink." "Don't think." "Hey, douchebag." "Eat me." "Uh." "Yo smoking grass gives a little laugh, we want your ass 'cause I'm about to blast." "And I'm about to have a good time." "Grab some titties and ass." "It's all on the same run." "Everybody knows what's coming outta my mind." "But I breathe so fast I can't leave these words." "Trees, trees, I smoke trees, I roll weed" "Hey, sweet milk" "What?" "What?" "I'm Riley." "I'm sorry." "I'm such a mess." "Oh." "Beer." "That's all I wanted." "I just became a senior." "And I just can't keep on living my life like this and still have respect for myself, you know?" "I wake up every single morning and I tell myself that today's gonna be different" "I'm not gonna be mistreated by, like, anyone." "And then I go through my day and I come home and everything starts right back where it left off." "I think you should come home with me." "Hey, guys." "Hi." "Hey, thanks for inviting me to smoke with you." "It's great." "It's nice." "Hi, Brianne." "Hi, Dawn." "I called your name." "'cause I wasn't gonna smoke." "There's a lot of smoke and I've always got it, so, stick with me." "Thanks, but I'd rather kill myself." "Oh." "You're just..." "Do you know how I feel about you?" "You're so feisty." "Hey, Brianne." "Here's that tampon that you really needed." "Remember?" "Can I talk to you alone for one second?" "Hey, Zack, I have your tampon." "That's nasty." "I thought that whole you and Mod was just bullshit." "Dawn, you've been my best friend for like a gazillion years." "But this has got too way out of control." "It drives me crazy when you flirt with Mod right in front of my face, you asshole." "I was just smoking a blunt." "I saw what you were doing." "Let's just all have a good night, okay?" "Come on." "Fuck it, the light." "Ah I Fuck." "Um, uh, What..." "What the hell is the matter with you?" "Put this on." "What's wrong with you?" "Is that the way you wanna flash those perverts?" "You didn't even get to know 'em." "Young, how old are you?" "I'm old enough." "Old enough for what?" "What are you trying to prove?" "Don't get caught up being so hot you forget to be a real person." "You think I'm hot?" "Come on, you said you love young girls." "I care about younger girls but don't believe what I say to the guys." "What?" "Uh, hey, hey, I'm gonna be famous some day, You know that?" "Hey, some people are just born for stardom and I'm just one of them." "What can I say?" "My charm's a felony." "Alright." "Are we cool?" "Yeah." "Is Bailey coming here?" "Son of a shit." "Get your clothes on." "I forgot." "Come on." "Come on, come on." "Make moves, make moves." "Hey, I'm gonna roll with you guys, man." "I don't wanna even be near Felix, man." "Now why don't you like your brother?" "Because his brother is a pedophile, I'm convinced." "He'll bitch at me..." "Alright." "Roll with us." "Let's go." "Yo, guys, um it's cool If you wanna be smoking and drinking while I drive." "It's totally illegal, but, I mean, it's cool, right?" "You're such a bitch." "He's afraid of a doey." "Yo, Dylan, bitches, it's cool, it's all good." "Yup." "It is cool." "You know what?" "We need to do some more illegal shit." "We need to hit the trash cans right here." "Yeah." "Like with my car?" "Like with your car, man!" "Go, man." "Yeah, hit that one." "Just do it." "Come on!" "You can do it!" "Are you frigging serious?" "My dick goes faster than your car." "Will you hit a trash can?" "He's gonna do it!" "Hey, go back, go back." "Let's go to Stacey's mom's house." "Zack, you're still a bitch." "Go bitches, yeah." "Come on I" "Get the shit." "Let's do it, let's go." "Yo, move your fat ass." "Ah!" "Move your ass!" "Get back In now." "Roll the car!" "Go!" "Go!" "Go, go, go, man." "Hurry up." "Hurry up." "Holy shit" "Yeah!" "Come on, come on, come on." "Get out of here." "Yeah!" "What in God's name was that?" "I'm sure it's just good friends of ours." "Vandalizing, probably." "Oh, yeah." "Oh my Jesus, you just gave me the best idea ever." "Oh, God." "Get ready, for awesome." "Sylvia." "Do you think this music might wake all the kids back up?" "Wait." "I have to know this." "Did the movie The Matrix actually come out of reality or did I just make that whole thing up in my head?" "Dude, I don't know, I just can't stop thinking about pink lemonade." "Sylvia." "What?" "Let's talk to each other." "Here I come." "Okay." "Here I am." "I'm scared to leave home." "There's no such thing as home." "It's all just an idea." "I promise." "You know what I mean." "Like, the comfort and familiarity of what home is to me right now." "This home that you think is home is really just the first one." "It's like we have this family and we go off and we do stuff and eventually we start ourselves a new family and then our family will go off and start more families." "And really it's just like this whole chain reaction of, like, creation and we try to classify it In stages so that we can find comfort in where we're at." "At that one particular moment in time." "And really,  there's no such thing as time." "And we're all just walking, talking patterns." "Shh!" "I heard that, too." "This place is a wreck." "Should I go down there?" "No." "It's all wet." "What should I do?" "I'll soak it clean, so you clean up real fast." "And, I will distract them." "And then Tom, when he..." "Hello, hellooooooo." "Wooooooo." "Wow, it is all so wonderful to finally meet you." "Oh." "Mwah, mwah." "Oh!" "Yeah." "Are the, uh, children not sleeping?" "Oh, they most certainly are!" "Yes, they are!" "They love sleeping!" "They told me sol" "They said, "I love sleeping. "" "Sleep, sleep, sleep." "I want to sleep." "Wow." "You smell legendary, by the way." "What's this music I'm hearing?" "So, anyways, um... !" "That was actually my first time babysitting." "You know kids." "And, um, I just wanna say that I think it was like 9:00 o'clock" "Yeah." "And I all of a sudden got this urge to just go murder the kiddies, right?" "So believe it or not," "I actually had to grip the sides of your sofa to keep me from running into the kitchen and grabbing a butcher knife and just stabbing them" "Mr. and Mrs. Turner." "Mister and Mister." "She's my friend Sylvia and I'm so sorry you had to meet her." "But..." "I'm Sylvia." "Everything's good and wonderful." "We gotta go." "Good bye." "Oh, we're leaving." "Oh, yeah." "Oh." "What?" "I don't know." "Maybe these are really strong shrooms or something, but..." "I think there's a goose back there." "Oh." "You wanna go to that punk show?" "I want you to understand." "Fucked." "Fucked." "You left me." "Do you understand?" "I'm not happy." "I drove around 40 blocks." "Okay?" "40 blocks." "Come on, man." "Hey." "Damn, we missed the whole show?" "I wish I had your timing." "It sucked?" "No." "It was really good." "Everybody, that was awesome." "Fucking great that shit, man." "You rock, man." "Hey, uh, did you bring your friend Lighty?" "Hey, light this." "What's up, you sliding?" "I'm sliding, mother fucker." "Guys, guys." "There's a keg party." "Yes!" "Thank God." "I'm so out of my damn mind." "This place would need some, actually." "I got something for you." "Oh, can you drive me by my house later?" "Sausage fest." "What's up, bitch?" "Hoe." "Yo, bitch what's up?" "Hey, what do you want?" "What, daddy?" "Staring like there's a problem." "You're full of it." "You ain't rough, man." "What are they fighting about?" "So lame." "What are they ever fighting about?" "It's so stupid." "What the fuck are you looking at?" "Go fuck yourself." "Go fuck myself?" "You know what?" "I will do that." "After I fuck your sister and your momma." "At least we got mommas." "Hey, hey, wait." "Not here, man." "Chill out." "Bye, bitches." "We got spice." "We'll be there." "What the fuck?" "Ain't got my back?" "Wh..." "What, I was, I..." "I... was right here." "What?" "We got these mother fuckers." "Sa..." "No, no, no." "Hey." "Hey, hey, man, Do me a favor, Thomas." "Can you please send young girl to get Bailey?" "What?" "Shut up." "Be brave." "He's nice, okay?" "You're in the gang." "Hey." "Oh, hey." "Hi." "Um, you guys were really good." "It was awesome." "Thanks for coming." "I was glad that you came, I appreciate that." "We sounded like shit." "I couldn't hear myself, it was fucked up." "Ridiculous." "We sounded like garbage." "Horrible." "Uh." "Well, there's this keg party tonight." "Yeah." "Um, you should really come." "I don't know." "Like, big parties are not really my scene." "You know, it's like..." "And I gotta get up early and take the van to the shop so" "I probably shouldn't stay up that late, you know?" "Take the van to the shop?" "Oh, man." "Ready to smoke some week kids?" "Blah!" "I've never used one of those before." "Just take this and pull through that." "Pull and suck, baby." "Shut up!" "God." "Ready?" "Your's ready?" "We got to all pull at the same time." "So why don't you like big parties?" "Why don't you?" "I don't know." "Oh, I guess, um, I don't really like drinking that much." "Fag." "It's always the same thing, you go, drink, you, you know, you stay around with the same people and then you do the same crap, you know, and you go home to go to sleep." "Na-na." "All the meaningless conversation" "Yeah, man." "Meaningless conversations may not be that bad." "I graduated today and I never talked to anyone In four years." "And I'm a little sad." "That's so depressing, dude." "Where does he come from?" "Jesus!" "That was ridiculous." "A picture is worth like a thousand words." "That means he's talked with probably, like, a million people." "No!" "Barf on your ass!" "No!" "I liked that." "God damn right you did." "Hey, I don't usually say much either." "Everybody thinks, I'm like, this airhead but really, I just, don't feel the need to talk unless I have something meaningful to say." "Oh, gag me with a dick!" "I'm really sorry, I can't stop him." "You know what?" "Fuck off, we're here." "Leave my van now." "Get the fuck out." "It's your party. go." "I gotta take care of some business." "He's going with you, right?" "Hey, yeah." "You enjoy your little party." "We're gonna get some cigarettes for you, Nancy pants." "Get me cigarettes." "We'll be right back." "Shit." "Shit." "Ah!" "Fuck, man!" "Yo, slam that door hard, alright?" "Alright, ready?" "That is a piece." "Dylan!" "Dylan!" "Dylan." "Hey." "Get off!" "Want some?" "I would love some." "Howdy, howdy." "Beer!" "The best damn drink in the world." "Yeah, yeah." "Oh, man come on." "You gotta get over this not graduating thing at least tonight, we've got kegs here and they have your name on them." "Come on, we gotta party like it's 1999 up in this bitch." "Yeah!" "Thank you." "Want to get wasted?" "By all means." "Oh, okay." "What have you got?" "I got whatever you need." "Hey." "Hey, how are you?" "Uh..." "Um..." "Yeah, you know what?" "I'm actually gonna get some cigarettes, like lots and lots of cigarettes." "Baby, I have a pack right here." "Uh, I don't like that kind." "Dawn!" "Hm." "I'll take it." "Man, if you just gotta shake that one off, just go ahead, bro." "Do you wanna chill?" "Or do you wanna chill with beer?" "Alright." "Who should we prank call?" "Let's get Stacey's mom." "Oh, dude." "Alright." "Hold it, hold it." "Uh-uh, uh-uh." "Stacey, Stacey is that you?" "Yes, it's me, ma." "And I am smacked." "Stacey." "Maybe you can tell about the sound of my voice that I am definitely a man!" "And not your female daughter." "I know who you are." "Oh, do you now?" "Shut up." "You took my goose!" "Is Stacey doing the funny stuff?" "Is she?" "You put my Stacey on the phone right now." "Where is my damn goose?" "Ah!" "What?" "What in the hell was she talking about?" "What..." "What fucking goose, dude?" "I..." "I don't know." "It could be fucking that one." "Excuse me." "What the fuck?" "Thank God they didn't just stop." "Yeah." "I don't really want to go to a keg party right now." "Everybody's reacting so weird." "Should we just go lay down In that nice grassy green field over there?" "Yes!" "Wow." "Except I think there's like some army soldiers out there too." "That's my boy." "Now, come on." "Here comes round two." "Ah!" "Hi." "Hi." "Hi." "Hi." "Hey." "Hey." "Come here." "Concentrate." "Quick question." "How bad do you wanna fuck me?" "Don't think." "Just answer." "Dawn!" "Okay." "Yeah." "No?" "No." "Oh, God." "What?" "I'm sorry." "I don't understand." "So what?" "I ain't telling you every God damned thing." "Just be cool with me." "Man, fuck this." "You're right." "Someone should come in between them." "You know, someone's gotta play sacrificial asshole and..." "Well, uh..." "Riley!" "Oh!" "I can't believe you're here." "And look, I'm even dried out." "Oh, I liked you all wet." "Holla." "I'm so happy you came!" "Man, fuck you!" "Yeah, what else is new?" "Hey, so, uh... it looks like little light protectors and stars, you know, they pierce straight through the sky." "And they spotlight us, you know?" "Yeah." "Oh!" "How mother fucking sweet!" "Oh, you kids are so sweet." "See that?" "You see that?" "Okay." "Alright." "Look at that." "Hey!" "Um, can you not." "Alright." "See man, why you gotta be so punk?" "Whoa!" "I'm not." "What?" "I'm actually normal." "Everything we do at all is God coming through us." "So how am I smoking weed?" "God obviously put it here to grow on the Earth for us." "Weed is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." "Are you happy?" "I'm happy." "Are you happy?" "How many smoke weed?" "No, how many?" "Let me tell you." "A lot." "Pass me the butt." "You're messing up the whole philosophy." "Some of the kids, uh, something's not right, something's wrong, uh, something is, uh, backwards." "What do you mean?" "Everything is backwards." "Smoke." "Just smoke." "Come on." "There's something in that, man." "But you're the one that gave it to us." "I know, I know, I know, Something's wrong." "Don't touch it." "I gotta go to a hospital." "Call a hospital." "Are you okay?" "Yeah." "Just call..." "Just, um..." "Just Ignore him." "He's..." "Are you sure?" "Yeah." "He gets anxiety attacks." "Yeah, last week he thought he was possessed by the devil." "He hid In the attic for like three hours." "Ain't that great?" "ADHD to yourself, man!" "Suck my fucking ADHD dick." "Oh, God." "Hey, man, I'm sorry." "Oh, oh, oh." "When I'm riding in my car" "Got my seat on lean." "Hey, Felix." "You alright man, you need help up?" "When I'm at the house" "Oh." "God!" "Don't get all emotional on us." "Pete, look at her, man." "She's crying." "Don't cry." "I'm not crying!" "Yes, you are." "Hey, guys, you know when you go to the movies and you get to the sad part and your eye always starts to itch but you can't scratch it because everybody else is gonna think that you're crying." "Where do you come from?" "Man, everybody keeps asking me that today." "Dude, remember that time when I was wasted and we found that secret island?" "That never happened." "Damn it." "Dude." "Are you sure that didn't happen?" "It never happened." "Dude." "I feel so bad about being so annoying." "You know?" "It's just so hard." "The more you pull away, the more suffocating I get." "Shh." "I can't help it..." "Please stop it, okay." "We're gonna try to have a normal night tonight." "Alright." "So I'm a cheerleader." "Oh, yeah?" "That's hot." "Yeah, we, we practice more than football and basketball players." "Combined." "You look like you practice a lot." "This town sucks." "Yeah." "I'll be right there." "Damn, let's do this!" "God damn." "Hang on." "Wait, man." "Come on, come on." "I got 'em!" "One, two, three, four." "One, two, three." "Yeah?" "It's Charles!" "Charles!" "Charles!" "Charles!" "Who the shit is Charles?" "Oh, it's Eddie's piss-wasted alter ego." "Gimme that." "Gimme that." "Charles." "Sometimes it gets violent." "What are you doing, man?" "Are you wearing some panties?" "I think you are." "Why'd you let him do that to you." "You're a pussy, yo." "Yo, get the fuck outta here." "Yo, do your thing, man!" "Do your mother fucking thing, Charles!" "What is he doing?" "Ah!" "Who's that?" "Oh, hell, no!" "Somebody's called the boys." "Come on, let's go." "Let's fight these guys." "Let's go and kick their mother fucking asses." "Fight!" "Fight!" "Come on, come on." "Don't leave me." "What do you want?" "Huh?" "I got a whole life right here." "I got a whole life right here." "Come on, baby." "Kick his ass for me." "Take him down!" "Bitch!" "Want some more?" "Want some more?" "What the fuck...?" "Did you just see Zack attack Biz?" "That was awesome." "It's Tupac!" "My man, Ponte!" "Who's Ponte?" "That guy's In a gang." "Come on." "Come on." "Fuck West Po Homie." "What's going on?" "Come on, let's go." "We gotta get outta here." "Is that my boy, Charles?" "I am." "I am." "Go have sex with your mother, bitch." "Take that." "It's like you're supposed to be starting the next big something this upcoming millennium but I have no clue what I should do with myself." "Make a difference." "Maybe the Y2K will blow up the world." "Go, come on." "This way." "I'm, I'm proud of you." "My fucking jaw." "My knees." "I didn't get punched." "Because I used my knees." "Yeah." "Fuck." "Man, I wanna know who in the hell bitch-slapped me." "Man, I swear it looked like Zack." "No, man." "Zack can't even hold his own dick." "Hey, you know what?" "We should go to that bitch Holly's house." "It's a ha-ha." "I'm just gonna take off." "What?" "How are we gonna find a ride?" "I don't know, but I'm gonna go home." "What the..." "You're crazy." "You see, the whole fight, it was like nothing to me" "I've been working out a lot, wanna see?" "You wanna feel them?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Enough." "Are you gay?" "Nah." "Nah." "I just don't care." "You know?" "About what?" "Being like everybody else, you know?" "I love life and I'm living it!" "But Eddie Style, though." "Eddie Style." "It's a good style." "You have to go after what you want and get it!" "Am I right?" "Dad says it's not getting what you want but wanting what you've got." "Yeah?" "Well, your dad didn't know shit." "Only you know what you want." "Eddie." "Where's Dylan?" "Man, I don't know." "Go call the cops or something." "You're the one who called him out of the woods and he never came back." "So where is he?" "What were you guys doing in the woods?" "What?" "Why are you always taking so many stupid ass pictures?" "I mean, why?" "Why did you just take a picture of me?" "What is so great about this?" "What is so fucking great about all this?" "Huh?" "You're still here." "Yes." "Life sucks." "Yeah." "It's my Mom's goose." "Let's break into a boat." "Whatever's clever." "It's all you." "Let's do it." "You know we can't do this forever, right?" "I know." "Okay." "It's just that I never actually thought about the reality of that, you know?" "Because I've been so happy." "We have not been so happy." "Look,  the longer that we do this the harder it's gonna be when the inevitable eventually does come." "Which it will." "There's really just like no reason for this shit to go any longer." "So being in love isn't a reason?" "We would always have to hide and that doesn't make any sense." "We do not always have to hide it." "Who gives a shit?" "What are you so scared of?" "Why won't you give us a try?" "Because I can't handle what that might end up meaning." "Hm." "I hate you already." "Hi, Angie, it's Stacey." "I'm in your neighborhood and I was just wondering, is your sister in?" "Did you drive by my house?" "Yeah, I did." "Was her car parked outside?" "No." "So, what?" "Are you retarded?" "Do you think maybe I can just sleep over there?" "Yes, fine." "You know where the key is." "Can I please go back to sleep?" "Oh, wait, Angie." "Uh." "Do you have any pot?" "Wait." "Um." "Tell me if this sounds like a phone hanging up on you?" "Yes." "Subtitles by LeapinLar"