SPF-18 (2017) - full transcript

When you grow up in LA,

real life and the movies

can get a little mixed up.

Just ask 18-year-old

Sagittarius Penny Cooper.

As the daughter of

a sort of famous actress,

Penny learned the only way

to get her mom's attention

was to film her.

Soon, she filmed everything,



even this cockapoo.

Penny spent all of high school

pining for class Casanova

Johnny Sanders Jr.

Can you blame her?

But they were always

just friends.

Like some of us,

Penny was a late bloomer.

Last year, when Johnny lost

his father,

he needed a shoulder to cry on,

and Penny was there for him.

Romance blossomed



like a golden poppy,

which happens to be

the California state flower.

Is that still recording?

But now, high school is over.

Penny's thoughts are on her

future at Northwestern,

but they're also on Johnny,

and the uncertain status

of their relationship.

What will become of them?

Could you shut it off?

We're not the Kardashians.

I wish I could tell her,

"Penny, relax.

It's all just beginning.

You're only young once,

so go have some fun.

And one more thing...

don't forget your sunscreen."

Hello?

And just like that...

-Hey, coz!

-...a force blew in,

hotter than

the Santa Ana winds.

I'm coming.

Did you just fly in

from boarding school?

Yeah, and thank God

I'm out of there.

There was just something

about the energy at that place

that wasn't

totally right for me.

Maybe it was too strict?

I just felt like...

the thinking there had become

too linear, you know?

"Camilla, where do you see

yourself after graduation?"

I don't know, that sounds like

a pretty reasonable question.

Weren't you supposed to be

spending the summer in Italy?

Dude, it's your mom's fault.

She asked me to come here.

She wants to help...

brainstorm plans

for my gap year.

Why is this the first time

I'm hearing about it?

Maybe she wanted me

to be a surprise?

Or maybe she just loves you

more than me.

I am a lot more fun.

"Hungry Like the Wolf"]

Johnny probably

shouldn't be driving

a motorcycle,

but he inherited it

from his dad after

the surfing accident.

He hasn't been

in the water since.

But now, something "excellent"

is pulling him back

to the beach.

"Johnny, mi casa es su casa.

Make this the best summer

of your life.

Keanu."

That's what you wore to prom?

What's wrong with it?

Well, now I understand

why you're still a virgin.

Yeah, but then I thought

about it after, and I was like,

why does my first time

have to be on prom anyway?

-It doesn't.

Hello?

Is Camilla here?

-Aunt Faye!

-God, I've missed you!

It's like having my own daughter

out of the country.

-I'm right here.

-You won't believe what

happened on the show today.

Turns out, I'm a triplet,

and one of me is

a man named Bob.

Well, you look sharp.

Hands off. This is for people

with money to burn

on the condo

I'm showing at 3:00.

Well, I hope you sell it.

Me too. We need this one.

So, I was

at Keanu's house today.

Oh, yeah?

How's he doing?

Well, I've been meaning

to tell you, he asked me

if I could house-sit for him

while he's shooting in Morocco.

House-sit?

He said I could invite

my friends over.

There's going to be plenty

of food so you wouldn't have

to worry about feeding me.

But you have summer school here.

What are you going to do,

drive from Malibu

to the Valley every day?

I'm not going

to summer school, Mom.

But if you don't get

your credits, there goes

your Art Center scholarship.

I have a year to get them.

Does Keanu just want you

to move to the beach

and spend the summer surfing?

No. You don't have

to worry about me.

I'm not Dad.

I love you.

I'm gonna go pack up

some of my stuff.

You want to save me a cookie?

Meanwhile, in Tennessee,

a fledgling songbird was trying

to find his wings

in the cutthroat world

of country music.

-Killer. Loved it.

But what do you say

we try a couple my way?

With the sax?

No, I told you already,

kids hate sax.

I'm pretty attuned

to shifts in peoples' energies,

and I'm sensing a bit

of hostility flowing from you

towards your mother.

-She infuriates me.

-Why?

I don't know, let's start

with all the boy toys

she brings home

after they play waiters

on her show?

The raging self-absorption...

Hello, girls. What do you think?

Am I a 10?

Or an 11?

Is that Keanu Reeves?

Yeah, he was friends

with Johnny's dad.

I'd still hit that.

He used the word "romantic."

I get why you like this guy.

He wants your first time

to be momentous.

Well...

he doesn't know

it's my first time.

Maybe... you should come with,

for moral support.

You gotta put on

your big girl swimsuit.

Wait, let me see it first.

You look like a nun

competing in the Olympics.

Give me your scissors.

Whoa, what are you doing?

You sure it doesn't look

too much like a tiger tried

to undress me?

Mm-mm.

the radio star ♪

Ready to go!

And don't worry,

when the time comes

and you give me the signal,

I'll disappear.

Like a sex ghost.

Okay.

RAC featuring

I'm committing to this!

I'm doing it! I'm doing Johnny.

You're making sex sound

like cutting bangs.

I'm gonna wait

till it's moody and dark,

put on a slow jam.

Maybe start with

a little of this--

Ah, a little--

a little shoulder?

-Why not?

Okay. Okay, pull over.

We have to talk about this

before you embarrass yourself.

Okay.

What if I hit him

with this one?

That's something.

-Yeah?

-You want my best advice?

There you go.

And what? Now I like...

run this down

his chest or something?

No, the pony's for you.

You want to get your hair

out of the way for

when you're, you know,

-rolling around.

-Okay.

So you do a lot

of rolling around?

I mean,

you can if you want.

The point is,

you want to...

feel comfortable

and have fun.

You can do that, right?

So I don't have to hit him

with this one?

Damn!

Hey!

-Watch it, losers!

Did you get it?

God!

So, does Johnny

even know who I am?

I think I may have

told him the story

about how you slept

with your French tutor.

And his girlfriend.

Hey!

-Hi.

I hope you don't mind,

I invited my cousin, Camilla.

Your cousin?

Howdy, cowboy.

Is this the one you said

was such a flake?

I heard that!

-Thanks a lot.

-I'm sorry.

Somebody call

a doctor, because

this house is sick!

Holy shi...

What Penny didn't tell Camilla

about prom night

is that her nerves

got the best of her,

and the moment passed.

But now she finds

herself here,

standing on Keanu Reeves' deck

overlooking the Pacific,

ready for her second chance.

Hey, Penn.

That's some swimsuit.

Thanks.

It's new, kind of.

Well, you look beautiful.

So do you think you're going

to surf while you're out here?

Hey, humans.

Hey. Do you guys

want smoothies?

Sounds good.

Um, hello?

Put the camera away.

Be present

in the actual world.

Virgin daiquiris.

-Thank you.

-Oh.

-Fitting.

-Huh?

Isn't this relaxing?

I could just lay here all year.

Yeah, I don't think Northwestern

is going to let you major

in house-sitting.

Is that where you're going to?

Me, Northwestern?

Nah. Not smart enough.

You're smart. There's just

different kinds of smart.

He is a great artist.

But I don't know

if I should do that.

I mean, a year ago,

I wanted to be a pro surfer.

So maybe art school's

just a way of buying time.

Mmm. Why do you have

to decide now?

Because my mom's on my ass?

Because I'm expected

to do something?

At least she cares, right?

So, what do you think

you'll do next year?

I had to grow up pretty fast

with my parents shipping me off

to boarding school

as a kid, so...

I actually want

to slow down for a second.

Well, cheers to that.

So, that disco ball

just gave me an idea--

Prom do-over?

I think I still have

my prom dress

in the bottom of my bag.

I could borrow

something of Keanu's.

Oh!

Honey, you're so beautiful.

I'm so proud.

Thanks, Mom.

I love your Botox.

Now what am I

gonna wear?

Silk sheets.

-Hey.

Did I tie this right?

Does it look okay?

-There. You look sharp.

-Thanks.

So, it's a big night

for you and Penn.

Mmm. What did she say?

Oh, you know, nothing,

but, um...

-if you want my advice?

-Do I?

She's going to require

some wooing.

You know, be poetic.

And pay attention

to her earlobes.

They're an erogenous zone.

I didn't know that Penny came

with instructions.

Hmm. Then you must

not know her that well.

Be cool, Penny.

Act like you're in a movie.

I'm dying for some guacamole.

I guess I'll go

whip some up.

I'm a virgin.

Say what?

I just wanted

to be honest with you.

But don't worry. It's not like

I expect you to hold me

for 48 hours after

or anything.

I just wanted you to know.

Okay. Well,

is there anything else

that you really want me to know?

Glow in the dark? Or...

tingly-warm?

You are so prepared.

I mean...

in a sexy way.

-And I really like

your earlobes.

Hmm.

Hello!

Where did you come from?

What's up?

So how was it, champ?

How was it? How was it?

How was it?

How was it? How was it?

-It was good.

-Mmm.

I mean, we were very naked,

and it was definitely

kind of awkward,

but he was sweet.

Did you see where he went?

I think he was

heading out to surf.

Yo, yo, yo, dude!

Hey, yo! Kenny G!

The tide's coming in! Let's go!

Yo, dude. We got a complaint.

Some kid parked

his van overnight

just north of El Matador.

Tennessee plates.

Sounds like a camper.

I'll go check it out.

This is a big deal.

He hasn't gone out

since his dad died.

Who's he with?

Maybe it's

the naked guy

I saw last night!

Naked guy?

Naked... and wet.

Is that your van parked up there

on private property?

Is it not supposed to be there?

I'm really sorry. I drove

all the way from Tennessee--

I've got to issue a citation

for unlawful camping.

Man, cut the guy a little slack.

Johnny.

I can't believe

they let you be a lifeguard.

-Is there trouble?

-Get that out of my face.

And, you, with the saxophone,

I'm gonna need some ID.

It makes me so sad

that we as a society

are still so inflexible

about public nudity.

What nudity? I'm writing him up

for having a sleepover

on state property.

I swear, I didn't know

you couldn't camp on the beach.

But whose beach is it really?

California's.

Isn't that just what

we've been told?

I mean, California is a concept.

It's a way of saying,

"We're not Nevada,

and thank God for that."

That's a fascinating

perspective, but--

When I come home

from a day at the shore

and I've got sand

in my bikini crotch, am I...

stealing from

state property, sir?

Okay, cool it with the "sir."

Yet, this young man,

who lies upon said sand,

is somehow threatening

your concept of ownership?

Do you want a citation too?

I'll make it a warning.

And my Gram says

there are no good people in LA.

Just move the van.

You can park it in the driveway.

I'll show you.

For real?

-Yeah. Come on.

I really like lifeguards.

You're like the sons

of Poseidon.

Hi, boys.

Was that Pamela Anderson?

Welcome to Malibu.

You live here?

Nah, just house-sitting.

Why were you sleeping

on the beach, dude?

Uh, short story is,

I wanted to find myself.

Something compelled me

to look out here.

The first sight

of the ocean and...

I don't know how else

to explain it.

It's just where I need to be.

I know the feeling.

Camilla

...property, sir?

Okay, cool it

with the "sir."

Yet, this young man,

who lies upon said sand...

Hey,

this is, uh, Ash.

-He's gonna hang out

for a while.

-Hey.

Thanks for helping me out

back there.

Namaste.

God bless.

Johnny, wait up.

Hey. I saw you with your board.

Is everything okay?

-Were you gonna go surf?

-I just-- I just need a minute.

-And about last night--

-I know. Can we...

Can we just talk

about this later?

All she wanted to say

was that she was glad

it was him.

So it kind of looked like

you were giving yourself

a sexy baptism last night.

Uh, not a sexy baptism.

Just the regular ol' baptism.

-Are you being serious?

Yeah.

I thought it was

the perfect time

to renew my faith in the Lord.

If... I knew I had an audience,

I probably would've worn pants.

You're religious.

I take it you're not.

Let's just say,

I operate from this...

awareness that we're all

just these...

tiny little specks

on this rotating spaceship.

I don't mean

to be disrespectful, but then...

what is the difference between

spirituality and... astronomy?

Found him!

Steve! The lifeguard.

We wanted to find him?

I was pretty happy

to see him go.

You noticed how weird

Johnny's been acting, right?

Well, I knew

there had to be a story.

So, I googled "Steve,

lifeguard, Malibu, rude,"

but it wasn't until I added

Johnny's dad's name into the mix

that I found this.

"Professional surfer

Steve Galmarini

has received

a three-year suspension

after testing positive

for performance-

enhancing drugs.

He is the first athlete

to be suspended

under the World Surf League's

new drug testing guidelines."

That guy doesn't need 'roids,

he needs a chill pill.

It says that Johnny's dad

was Steve's first coach.

But there was

some kind of falling out.

What if it was

over the drugs?

It says here that

some people think

Johnny's dad died on that wave

because he was out there

trying to win back

the community's respect

after the drug scandal.

Yikes.

I can't believe

he didn't tell me this.

I'll get it.

There's something

I have to give you.

I don't want

anything from you.

I remember my dad wearing that.

He got it on

a surfing trip in Bali.

It's supposed to protect you

from, like, yourself.

Everyone was talking about him,

putting him on a pedestal,

but... he never bought into it.

I wasn't at your dad's

memorial because...

he didn't need

the embarrassment.

But that doesn't mean

I wasn't gutted.

There's something else too.

Marianas waves are hitting

the cove tomorrow afternoon.

You wanna come out?

I gave up surfing.

I'm leaving the marina at 2:00.

You should really come.

Bring your wackjob friends too.

Is this the only color you have?

Sorry, I left the purple

polka-dotted ones

back at my place.

I'm gonna guess you're virgins?

No! And that's really

none of your business.

Oh, you're talking

about surfing. Hah!

Penn, did you bring

any sunscreen?

SPF-18.

You know Icarus, right?

He's that dude

you met in the Alps?

Icarus is the guy whose wings

were made of wax,

but then he flew

too close to the sun,

and they melted.

And then he fell

into the Aegean Sea,

and he died.

Cool story, dude.

One, two, three.

Perfect.

When you're out there,

you don't want to force

your will on the waves.

You want to accept

whatever they're giving you.

Hard to believe you're still

spouting that crap.

It's all scientific.

Waves aren't just water,

they're energy

generated from thousands

of miles away.

And the waves we're riding today

were started by an eruption

in the Marianas Trench--

the deepest known spot

on the planet.

The whole "one with the wave"

thing is a waste of time.

You have to impose yourself

on them. That's what

my dad taught me.

Your dad taught me that

surfing's like making love--

it feels good no matter

how you do it.

I'm ready to absorb

some primal energy

from the Earth's core.

Far out.

Believe me, being pissed off

will get you nowhere,

and Johnny has spent

a lot of time being pissed off.

Mostly at the ocean

for taking his father.

But deep down, he also knows

that surfing is the best way

to honor his father's legacy.

So, the only thing left to do

is to paddle out.

Look at Johnny over there.

He should get grounded

on a longboard,

like his dad did.

Maybe he will.

All right. Our turn. Ready?

Paddle. Paddle, paddle,

paddle, paddle!

Ah!

Hey! You're not connecting

with your board.

You're not my coach.

Oh, my God, you're bleeding.

Let me get you something.

You carry Neosporin?

I grew up being my own mother.

-Oh.

-Ow.

-Watch it.

-Sorry.

Johnny's gonna find

his sea legs again,

he just has

to figure out how.

What do you need,

chef?

Oh, more honey,

honey.

I thought you

were making tacos?

Just trust.

-Where's Johnny?

Napping.

He said he'd meet us

at dinner.

I just wanted you

to know I love you.

Hello?

Hello?

Agh.

Was that your girlfriend

back in Tennessee?

It was my grandma.

Yeah, right.

True story.

You play all these?

Uh, little bit

here and there,

for quick cash.

I might go play

at the pier tomorrow.

Are you, like, some kind

of musical genius on the run?

Something like that.

How cryptic.

Well, I guess I'm just trying

to start over.

It feels like...

going backward

to talk about anything

from the past, you know?

Yeah, I'm happier

as a lifeguard.

I am.

I had a moment

where I tried drugs,

but they kind of made me

hate myself.

Completely.

It wasn't like I was doping

to surf better

or anything like that.

It was more that steroids

made me aggressive out there.

Johnny's dad begged me

to stop using, so I fired him.

That's when everything went bad.

Why do you record everything?

Sometimes things feel

more real on video

than they do

in real life, you know?

Sure.

I feel that way about songs.

I find myself thinking,

you know,

"That song is more true

than back when the thing

I'm singing about

actually happened."

-You know?

-Yeah.

Is that

your favorite instrument?

I'd play it for you, but...

Or...

you could play it for me.

No. I don't play.

They took the triangle

away from me

when I was in kindergarten

because I hit it too hard.

I'll finger, you blow.

I think the perfect situation

is you get two houses

right next to each other,

and you live in one,

and your partner lives

in the other.

Then you can be intimate

without being codependent.

I think if you need two houses,

you've picked the wrong person.

But what if it's

a huge house like this?

A couple could live here

and still be lonely.

No, the house doesn't matter.

You could fail anywhere.

My parents--

they're gone now--

they used to say,

you can choose

not to fail.

Come on. You can refuse

to accept failure in yourself.

But in a relationship?

You don't know what's gonna

happen to the other person.

I'm honestly more worried

that I'll fail myself.

My partner can figure

him-slash-herself out.

When you lie in bed

awake at night,

there's nothing you picture

yourself doing when you grow up?

I hear that phrase

"when you grow up"

and I just go blank.

You don't think I'm grown up?

That's not true,

though, because...

you were just talking

about the tandem houses.

So there's something brewing

in that head of yours.

Place an older version

of yourself in the house.

How old are you?

Sixty-one...

and I'm wearing

this super chic caftan

with these big gold hoops.

Now... what are you thinking?

That I miss being young.

How about some music, huh, Penn?

"Penn"?

I can't hear you!

Did Johnny just

up and go to bed?

Here, just leave 'em.

I'll finish up.

Go check on him.

-Thank you.

-No worries.

Penny

Hey, where are you?

Are you okay?

I'm getting worried.

Call me if you want.

You know I'm here

for you, okay?

Bye.

Hey.

You're not planning on sleeping

out here again, are you?

Yeah.

I don't want to impose,

more than I already have.

There's more than enough room

in the house.

I'm sure Johnny would be

cool with it.

Aren't you two together?

There was something going on,

but it was always

just a "something."

I chalked that up to him

needing more space, but...

that's not it.

Uh, I don't think that

he wants space from you.

Honestly?

I think he just doesn't want

to go through losing

somebody else.

I like you.

So even if there's just

a... "something,"

you have to sort it out.

You know?

Okay.

Aw!

Okay, that was bad.

Try again, try again!

Oh!

-Yes!

-I'm going to bed.

So early?

Good night.

Love is crazy.

How is it possible to feel

so distant from a guy

you just slept with?

And so close to a guy

you just met?

Oh, Penny, Penny.

My two cents?

Follow your heart.

Penny.

Wake up, lady!

Rise and shine!

You've got to learn

some morning etiquette.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let's go into town.

I want to go

look at wet suits.

I think I might start getting

into surfing.

I think Ash was planning

on busking at the pier.

Maybe we can

go there after?

Did Johnny never

come home?

Nope.

He never answered

any of my calls.

Can I help you?

What's with all

the Goth wetsuits?

It's like, have the balls

to wear something

that reflects your

personal style, you know?

Personal style is

for your board.

These speak to me.

Thanks.

I put my heart into each

and every one of them.

-You made these?

-Sure did.

What are these?

Oh, those old things?

I don't know.

Let's see that gun.

I think I'm in love.

I want to make him

into a body pillow.

Would you look at that?

It's art.

Whoa!

That suit is awesome.

Ash

There you are.

Creativity is

so exhausting.

I'm gonna have to take

a power nap before

my surf lesson later.

Here.

You take my car, and I'll get

a ride home with Ash.

Ash, huh?

What?

You're back.

Yeah, I had some stuff

I had to take care of.

What are you up to?

I was gonna take a nap,

but then I, like,

stopped being tired.

Salt air is magic

like that.

So why'd you take off

last night?

I just had a lot of stuff

on my mind.

And things got kind of weird

with Penny.

You guys have known each other

for a long time now, right?

She really helped

take care of me

when my dad died last year.

We're pretty different,

you know?

I mean, things change.

It's nobody's fault.

It's beautiful.

I was up all last night

on Zuma trying to figure out

whether I should go back

to surfing or throw myself

into art school.

Maybe the problem is

that you were awake.

What?

Have you ever heard

of lucid dreaming?

I'm gonna wake up

your conscious mind

during your dream,

but your body's

gonna stay asleep.

You sure this isn't just

the plot of The Matrix?

Shut your eyes and relax.

You'll receive a signal

from me when you're asleep.

A tap on your nose--

that'll be the trigger, okay?

Now...

let yourself drift.

I didn't suck, did I?

You were amazing.

Do you need me

to carry anything for you?

That hat full

of money, perhaps?

Well, I don't know

if I trust you with my

life savings just yet.

God, that felt good.

Been a while.

Just wish Grams was here

to see that one.

Well, then I have

happy news for you.

Did you fly Gram out,

hide her behind the trashcan?

-No, but I filmed it.

-'Course you did.

But good luck getting it to her.

Unless your camera

converts files to VHS.

She doesn't even have e-mail.

-Not even AOL?

-Not even AOL.

Well, all she's got to do

is look on YouTube.

You didn't put the video up?

And my Instagram.

Not to get braggy,

but I do have a lot

of followers because

of my crazy mom.

But now I can finally

use them for good-- for you.

I posted it an hour ago,

and I already have

eleven hundred likes on it!

-Penny--

-I know. I know,

you're secretive about

your life, but this could be

a major boost for your career.

You don't know anything

about my career!

You can't just insert yourself

into people's business

like that.

-Just trying to help.

-Yeah, well,

you just opened me up

to a whole mess

of trouble.

-Ash!

-Take it all down.

You didn't have the right.

I'm dreaming.

What did you see?

I've got it!

Is that the final step

in lucid dreaming?

No, that was an actual

real-time kiss.

Because?

Because it felt like

we had this vibe.

You get "vibes"

with every living,

breathing person you meet.

Right?

I hope you're not suggesting

that I should feel bad

about being myself?

No, it's just hard

to take you seriously.

You're not really

that kind of person.

Gee... thanks.

Camilla, wait.

Camilla!

Jesus, I'm an idiot.

I was just got sent this

from a friend

who says we should look

into signing this kid.

Who's this person

who posted it?

Send a cease and desist.

And you find that kid.

Now.

Whoa, check the suit!

Hey. Yeah, I made it myself.

What's going on?

Do you take me seriously?

As a surfer? Look, you just

started. It takes years to--

No, as-- as a person.

Sure I do.

You're smart.

And you have this

mellow open-mindedness,

and you're way easy to talk to.

Why? Who doesn't

take you seriously?

Johnny, for starters.

Johnny's a tough one.

He always has been.

Yeah, and Penny too.

I mean, she thinks I'm a flake.

Like, I can't stick

with anything.

You showed up today.

-I just kissed her boyfriend.

-Okay. Whoa.

Which makes me a flake

and an attempted...

homewrecker?

When you're out there waiting,

you can tie yourself

up into knots,

trying to figure out

what moves you're gonna pull.

But once you get on the wave,

everything becomes

pretty simple.

You know who you are.

You know what to do.

What if they hate me?

Just face up to how you feel.

And to your cousin. And if you

have a thing for Johnny,

face up to him too.

Stop dodging yourself.

It only makes things worse.

Have you ever considered

being a therapist?

Can I get one

of those wet suits as payment?

You're destroying

your dad's board?

No. I'm just

making it my own.

I hope you're okay

with that.

Is it an art project, or...

are you planning on

getting back into surfing?

It's not, like, a life plan.

More of a flash

of inspiration.

So I sold the condo.

Mom, that is awesome.

I knew you would.

And I have all the faith

in the world in you too, Johnny.

-Whatever path you choose.

-Thanks.

I know your Dad was

a bit of a live wire,

but that's part of the reason

I fell in love with him.

Really?

I can't be mad at him anymore.

He loved us.

And he gave me you.

We're not the same person.

No, you're not.

But you did get

some of his magic.

Sundown Records?

What the hell?

They made you wear lip gloss?

Mom? Are you in here?

Oh, hi, hon.

You really should do

this Pilates.

-It's so amazing for the core--

-Mom.

-I-- I really need your help.

-For what?

I posted this video of my friend

Ash playing at the pier

and people loved it.

But then I got this e-mail

from somebody at Sundown Records

saying they're gonna sue me

because I don't own

the rights to the song.

And neither does Ash.

They do,

and they're trying

to turn him into some

teenybopper pop star,

but that's not who he is.

-I was just trying to help--

-Slow down.

If you're gonna do a monologue,

you have to breathe.

You know, it reminds me.

A few years ago,

there was a storyline

where my character became

a secret rock star.

And then when she wanted

to reveal her true identity,

the label didn't want her to.

So she made a video,

which is something

that you could do!

Mom, are you even

listening to me?

I made a video!

No, I mean,

you can make a real one.

With a song that they don't own.

I mean, you know your way

around a camera already.

You're practically

a director.

Okay, so say I do,

then what?

Well, then you just let

the fans decide which version

of your friend they prefer.

Then the label will have

to listen.

Actually, not a bad idea.

You see? I'm not totally

useless as a mother.

Why would you say that?

Well, you've never come to me

for help before.

I thought you were

embarrassed by me.

I don't know.

Sometimes it just seems like...

you wanted a daughter

that's more like you.

Oh, please.

I always knew that you

were going to grow up to be

a thousand times better than me.

Now go on.

You have a video to make.

And if you need

a totally glamorous,

gorgeous, forty--

thirty-nine-year-old,

you know where to find me.

-Hey.

-Hey.

We need to talk.

Yeah. We do.

So clearly, you and Ash

have hit it off.

I'm not blind.

And clearly, I've been distant.

Well, kind of.

Kind of? Come on, Penn.

I get it. You think

I'm love with you.

And I do love you.

But it's not "love" love.

I'm sorry for being a douche.

I love you back.

I'm gonna miss you.

What's going on?

You're looking at Pacific Coast

High's Best Former Couple.

Most Likely

to Stay Friendly Exes.

Really?

Really.

I was voted Most Likely

to Never Leave the Beach, so...

I'm really glad you guys

are here because I'm

gonna need your help.

Well, actually,

Ash is gonna need your help.

I come in peace.

No camera.

What are you doing here?

I'm really sorry, Ash.

I wanted to apologize.

I was a jerk to post that video

without your permission.

I realized why you were so

worried, now that your label

cease-and-desisted me.

You gotta get that

video down right away.

If it's still there in the

morning, I'm... screwed.

Do you have any songs

that your label doesn't own?

I started writing one the first

night I slept out here.

Still have to figure out

the lyrics, though.

Do you think you could

have it done by morning?

Maybe.

Cool.

And also, I wanted to tell you

that Johnny and I broke up.

Good to know.

Do you feel good in this?

I feel like myself.

Steve, could you angle

that reflector a little bit

to your left, please?

Ash, you look like

a frickin' angel in this light.

Thanks, Steve.

-You ready?

Ready.

And... action!

Hi, my name is Ash Baker.

There's never been anything

I wanted to do more in my life

than make music.

So, I jumped at the chance

to record with Sundown Records.

But the artist

they wanted me to be...

I didn't recognize that guy.

So I ran away from him...

all the way out to Malibu.

And that's where I figured out

who I really am.

So if there's anybody out there

who's trying to figure

themselves out

or who thinks they need

to be different than who

someone wants them to be...

this one's for you.

-If what I've done here

speaks to you...

...please let Sundown Records

know that you like

what you're seeing.

-E-mail them, call them.

-People are actually calling?

-All morning.

E-mail flooding in.

We had to close down comments.

-Get that.

Eliot Webb's office.

It's Dolly Parton.

She's mad about Ash Baker.

Says she won't let us do

that tribute album until

we make it right with the boy.

Give me the phone.

Dolly!

How you doing, sweetheart?

Not so hot, Mr. Webb.

My heart is breakin' to find out

that you're trying to take

this sweet and talented boy--

so unique, like...

like an island

in the stream...

Make this go away.

-We did it.

-We did?

Yeah!

Muah!

Yeah.

How does it look?

You look beautiful.

I wanted to say...

I'm sorry,

for overstepping my bounds

with Johnny.

If you're worried about

my romantic feelings,

don't be.

This is how

it's meant to be.

I'm really happy

you came here this summer

instead of going to Italy.

Me too.

I love you, baby girl.

-Hey, man.

-Hey, bro.

This is Carlos,

one of the scouts.

And this is Johnny Sanders Jr.

Let me tell you,

this kid is killer.

I think we have to show,

not tell.

Nice to meet you, Johnny.

Let's see what you've got.

Nice ride.

I got the idea to cut down

this board in my dream.

I didn't ever get

to thank you.

It was nothing.

Penny Meant to be.

So does Johnny want to compete?

'Cause we'd love to have him

on the team.

Last I heard, he's taken a few

classes at Art Center, but...

he's not ruling surfing out.

What about you?

Isn't your suspension up soon?

Me? Nah, not the kind

of attention I want.

Thanks for asking,

but I'm pretty content

with where I'm at.

I get to help people. I'm like

a therapist or something.

What about that

wet suit he's wearing?

You wanna meet the artist?

Camilla?

Yeah?

Would you be down

to make a bunch of

your wet suits for the team?

We could commission

a whole line.

Um... Yeah, I think

we could work something out.

Thank you.

Every fairy tale

must come to an end.

But first, you have

to clean up the castle.

So... I'm hoping that

you can take me seriously.

We'll see.

It's funny how people

you thought drove you crazy,

can actually turn out

to be your best friends.

Penny Cooper thought

she was going to run off

into the sunset

with one guy,

but she ended up running off

with another guy,

and a girl, and the first guy.

Real life isn't always like

the movies.

Sometimes, it's better.

What happened to my disco ball?

So, I haven't seen you

in a while.

-What's been going on?

-I came back to do

a little art film with a friend.

Cheers to that.