Surviving Lunch (2019) - full transcript
When school is the battleground, where can you hide?
(kids chattering)
(dramatic music)
(kids chattering)
- Why are you wearing a
pink hoodie to school?
You cross dressing now?
Faggot.
- You want some friends, man, huh?
Nah, I bet you'd rather
have some of this, huh.
- Ooh, and I bet he would.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, don't touch me.
Ooh.
- [Zion] Pussy boy.
(dramatic music)
- Mateo.
Como estas, homie.
How you doing, huh?
You mind if I have lunch with you today?
A little sick of the teacher's lounge.
Hey.
Wanna cookie?
My wife made these, man.
These are the best cookies
you will ever have.
I love 'em some much look.
I'm starting to get a pot belly.
- Hey, hey, hey.
Mr. Lopez, I would love
to have that cookie.
- Man, you could smell a
cookie from a mile away, huh.
You get your history
homework done last night?
So how you doing, mijo?
You doing okay?
- You wanna have my baby?
- [Mr. Lopez] Gabriella.
- What are you doing in the lunch room?
- Just a little socializing.
- Yeah, nice jacket, Mr. Lopez.
Do you have to wear it
like every single day?
- Hey, hey.
Respect the jacket, huh.
Would you lovely ladies like to sit down
and have lunch with us today?
- Are you trying to totally
ruin our reputation?
- Oh, that hurts.
That's painful.
Come on, Maria.
This is my friend Mateo.
Say hello.
- I told you he was a faggot.
- [Mr. Lopez] Hey, hey, hey.
Cut it out now for real.
- Let's get out of here.
I'm hungry.
- Give me $2.
They're having chicken nuggets today.
- And what happened to
your lunch money may I ask?
- I told you not to
wear that jacket again.
- Yeah, you're always right
just like your mother.
- You know it.
- Bring me back the change.
(soft music)
Your mama's making Paella tonight.
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Okay.
(soft music)
I love you.
- [Boys] Oh.
- That's it.
I've had enough of what
you're doing to me.
- [Angel] What's up, Mateo?
Little gay boy.
Come on, cry baby.
- [Boys] Fight, fight,
fight, fight, fight, fight.
(kids chattering)
- [Mr. Lopez] Hey.
(gun firing)
(gentle music)
(kids screaming)
♪ In the night we were
wild, we were golden ♪
♪ Sparks and embers fly
wherever we were going ♪
♪ Fire and ice we built
our lives on survival ♪
♪ Get in past the fall lines ♪
♪ Burning your hand in mine ♪
♪ Freedom the song we're hollering ♪
♪ You can't stop the storm from coming ♪
♪ We're looking all comes rushing ♪
♪ Who's crying, lighting strikes ♪
♪ Dark sky and thunder rumbling ♪
♪ You can't stop the storm from coming ♪
- This place is like a
country club or something.
Look at those palm trees.
- Papa always said he hated Florida.
- Papa would want you to be safe.
(soft music)
We can't live in New
York anymore, Gabriella.
- I'll see you after school.
(soft music)
- Honey, you're gonna
be hot in that jacket.
Why don't you leave it with me?
(soft music)
Gabriella.
Make sure you eat lunch today.
- I will if you will.
(soft music)
- You posted that picture of me?
- I was doing you a favor.
Look, you got like 2000 likes.
You are so hot.
(soft music)
What?
- Damn.
Where did you come from?
Hey.
What are you hiding
under that ugly jacket?
- Nothing you'll ever see.
- I'm just acknowledging
you for looking good, bitch.
You should be thankful.
For real.
(soft music)
Who was that girl?
♪ I'll be your stronghold ♪
♪ I won't let go of you tonight ♪
♪ Until the end of ♪
♪ We fight for all that we desire ♪
♪ I'll be your stronghold ♪
♪ For when it's winter in your life ♪
♪ Until the end of ♪
♪ Forgetting lives we can't look back ♪
♪ Can't take past from now ♪
♪ Surrender your hand in mine ♪
♪ Freedom the song we're hollering ♪
♪ You can't stop the storm from coming ♪
- Excuse me.
- Conner, did you do last
night's algebra homework?
Can I like maybe borrow it?
'Cause a bunch of stuff happened.
- [Conner] Of course.
- [Shauna] Hey babe.
- [Danny] What's up?
- [Conner] Here.
- I'll give it to you
before lunch is over.
- Hey kid, give it up, okay.
She's not interested in pussies like you.
You know how many guys are
in line to get some of that?
- Hey, don't talk to her like that.
- [Lacey] Thank you, Conner.
- Hey kid, why don't you get
the hell out of here, okay.
Somebody needs attention.
- You guys see what she was wearing.
Looks like Goodwill had a sale.
Come on, Lacey.
We're going.
- Hey Lacey.
You look really good today.
- See, I told you you'd thank
me for posting that picture.
- I'm getting some.
(soft music)
- God, oh my God.
Look at me.
- Are you okay?
- My best friend just posted pictures
of me on Start Some Drama.
- Start Some Drama?
- Please, just leave me alone
because the last thing I need
is to be seen talking to you.
- You don't even know me.
(soft music)
- Apples.
Can you get me oranges?
Pop tarts.
Pop tarts.
Chocolate.
And then oh my God.
- Please write it down.
- [Girl] I can write it down.
- All right, I'll write it down.
- You must be Gabriella.
Come on in.
Don't be shy.
(soft music)
We have a new student whose
joined our class today.
Miss Gabriella Lopez.
- You can sit by me.
- [Mr. Coleman] We're glad you're here.
- Thanks.
- Hey, I have a set of
earbuds for the first person
that can I remember what we
talked about yesterday in class.
Carson.
- [Carson] The rise of fascism.
- Carson is correct.
Adolf Hitler and the rise
of fascism in Germany.
Tell me something.
What would you do if something
like that were to happen here?
- [Mateo] That's it.
I've had enough of what
you're doing to me.
(soft music)
- Hi.
You're sitting at our table.
- I didn't know the
lunchroom had assigned seats.
- Well they do assigned by me
and we don't want any strange
girl sitting at our table.
Sorry.
- You know, I could fight about it,
but you beach barbies
just aren't worth it.
- Stupid slut.
- What'd you call me?
- Nothing.
Bye.
Seriously, what the hell?
Who does she think she is?
Like I own this school.
- Who is she anyways?
- Yeah Lacey, did you ever find out?
- Somebody posted she's from New York.
- I don't want some strange weirdo chick
from New York sitting at our table.
- She's not pretty enough
to sit at our table.
- Let's start some drama.
(soft music)
Dyke alert.
New York lesbo.
- Do we have to add dyke alert?
- [Ashley] Hashtag dyke.
- Yes, done and done.
- Don't tag me 'cause my mom follows me.
- So does mine on my real
account not my finsta, duh.
Oh, did I forget to add you?
- Man, there's that kid again.
If there's one thing
that gets to my nerves,
it's creepy little mama's boys
shaking their butts in my face.
- Looks like he's in third grade.
- Hey faggot.
Hey.
I'm talking to you, homo.
- Better not ignore him, kid.
Or he'll kick your butt all
the way back to kindergarten.
- The lunchroom is
closed to kids like you.
You hear me?
- [Conner] Okay.
- 'Cause you know I
don't like being ignored.
- Hey.
You want some attention?
Now you've got mine.
- It's ugly jacket girl.
I'm starting to think you're
in love with me or something.
What the hell do you want?
- I want you to leave him alone.
- [Woman] Robert Courtland,
please come to the office.
Robert Courtland, please come
to the office immediately.
- I don't know who you
are, where you came from.
You better stay out of my business
'cause you don't know
who you're dealing with.
- I'm not afraid of you.
- Well maybe you should be.
(dramatic music)
- He's just kidding around.
Once you get to know him, he's okay.
- So you think that beating up weaker
and smaller kids in the lunchroom is okay?
(soft music)
- Hey Robert.
Just have a seat please.
- [Mr. Dawson] You know Courtland,
you get me in a lot of trouble for this.
- Hey man, since when you were ever afraid
of a little trouble?
I saved your ass in 10th grade.
You remember?
- Yeah, that's true.
- I'm telling you.
I've known Robert a long time.
He's just going through.
- Going through what?
(soft music)
- Dad.
- Good to see you, kid.
Hey.
Geez man, I don't see you for like a week
and you're already like a foot taller.
What your mom feeding ya?
- Like I only have a couple
minutes 'til lunch is over so.
- [Mr. Courtland] I'd like to talk to ya.
Can I do that please?
- You know the cops said
I'm really not supposed to--
- Oh, oh, oh, cops.
I don't freaking believe this.
You're my son.
You can talk to me
whenever you freaking want.
17 years I played ball with you.
I take you hunting.
I make one little mistake
and all of a sudden I
can't even talk to you.
- You broke her arm, dad.
- Well you think I don't
regret that every day of my?
This whole thing is just one
massive misunderstanding.
It's a freaking comedy is what it is.
- Yeah, everyone's laughing.
- I lose my shit one split second
and for that I'm locked
out of my own house.
Who pays for that house?
- Okay, time's up, Courtland.
- Jesus Christ, man.
I can't talk privately with
my kid for five minutes.
- Come on, I'm doing you a favor.
- I know.
I know.
Just give me a minute, please.
(soft music)
So it's interesting.
I went to the house this morning
and I couldn't get in the front door.
You wanna tell me what's going on there?
- You were at the house, Dad?
Was mom there?
- No, I'm not an idiot.
I waited 'til she was gone at
her little gym or whatever.
Listen, here's the situation.
I have to pick something up at the house
and I can't get through the front door.
- Yeah, mom changed the locks.
- Look, I'm not gonna tell anybody.
It's just that you know I want him
to stop picking on that kid.
He doesn't deserve it.
Nobody does.
(soft music)
And.
(soft music)
- So what's this, like a diary?
- It's a journal.
- So what you like write
down all your secrets?
- I guess.
Something like that.
- Are you gonna write
about meeting me today?
- Don't flatter yourself.
It's just like poems and stuff.
- So what type of poems?
- It's just stuff about my dad mainly.
I don't wanna talk about it.
- Bobby.
I need you to get something
from the house for me.
- Dad.
- I don't want her giving my stuff
to some freaking cop the
minute I'm out the door.
You listen.
Take this key.
Don't lose it.
Come on, you know what
this is for. Put it away.
Don't lose it.
I want you to find a time when your mom
is not snooping around
like she always does.
Okay?
Take this key and find a
case behind in the garage.
- Dad, no.
No, I can't do that.
- What do you mean you can't do that?
Of course you can.
Hey what, come on.
What?
What are you a pussy, man?
Come on, what are you a
little faggot chicken shit?
- [Robert] Get off of me.
- Hey, watch your tone.
I brought you into this
fucking world you little punk.
Don't you fucking turn your back on me.
I need you to get something
for me from that fucking house
and I can't get in it.
- Mom told me I'm not supposed to talk--
- I don't give a fucking flying
crap what your mama said.
Can you imagine what it's like
to be locked out of your own house?
A house you paid for.
Don't you walk out that
fucking door on me.
Piece of chicken shit.
- Get off me.
- Don't you raise your tone with me.
- [Robert] What are you
gonna break my arm, too?
- You're gonna do this for me.
It's mine.
I bought it, all right.
- Dad.
- Huh, what are you some
little baby? You gonna cry now?
- Okay, that's it.
I'm serious.
That's it.
Robert, use your head.
Let him get back to the lunchroom.
(soft music)
- Hey remember what I said.
I'll call you.
We'll meet up.
Hey, it's a new number,
but you'll know it's me.
- What are you doing?
- [Mr. Courtland] What?
I'm talking to my kid is what I'm doing.
What are you doing?
- You gotta keep it together.
Come on, I'm escorting you to your car.
- [Mr. Courtland] Come
on, give me a break.
- Get out, let's go.
(dramatic music)
- Hey.
What did I tell you about
shaking your butt in my face?
- My locker's here.
- Just gonna have to
teach you a lesson, huh,
'cause I'm tired of seeing
you every time I turn around.
- I.
I.
- What?
You got something to say, huh?
Huh?
You little piece of shit.
I oughta put you in the trashcan
'cause that's where trash belongs.
You know what?
No. I oughta put you in the toilet, huh.
That's where shit like you goes.
Come on, let's take a trip, huh.
Come on, let's take a trip.
We'll see how far I can
shove your head down--
- [Lacey] What are you doing?
- We're just kidding around.
Right, kid?
- Conner, here's your
algebra homework back.
- Come on.
Like you really let this
kid help you with algebra?
- Actually he's the one who's probably
gonna be making a million
bucks and laughing at you.
- This kid?
A million dollars?
This fruitcake?
- You should get Robert to
help you with your homework.
I hear he's pretty good at what he does.
- Come on, I wanna get something to eat
before the bell rings.
(soft music)
- I love her.
- [Robert] Danny, I've been
looking all over for you.
What's going on?
- I didn't know you two knew each other.
- Actually, we don't.
(soft music)
- What is she like a Mexican?
- Build a wall.
Seriously, what's going on with you?
- [Shauna] Hold up, boys.
(soft music)
- [Gabriella] Conner, are you okay?
(soft music)
- Sometimes I think if I
had a gun, I'd kill him.
Or myself.
(soft music)
- Your lip's bleeding.
Here.
Sorry.
(soft music)
- I'm not gay, you know.
- Doesn't matter to me
one way or the other.
I mean, just the way he
throws that word around.
Faggot.
I mean, what if some kid really was gay?
(soft music)
Let's just go to the office.
I mean, this Robert thing needs to stop.
- No.
I tried telling Mr.
Dawson what was going on,
but he just blew it off.
I'll probably just go hide in the bathroom
'til lunch is over.
- Conner, wait.
You can't.
- Gabriella.
- [Conner] I gotta go.
- Conner, wait.
- What's he so freaked out about?
- Don't even talk to me.
- Wait a minute.
What's going on?
- Okay, for a second I don't know why,
but I just thought you might be
kind of cool or something, but you're not.
You're just like everybody else so.
- What's that supposed
to mean? What did I do?
- Nothing.
That's the whole point.
(soft music)
- Begin this half hour
with tragedy in Parkland
as many are feared dead
after a school shooting
in Broward County High School.
- Blame it on the guns.
- Sound like your father
when you talk like that.
- I'm just hungry.
Missed lunch today.
- Why'd you miss lunch?
- Busy.
- Relax.
I'll make you a turkey sandwich.
- I can get it.
- It's fine.
Doesn't even hurt anymore.
(soft music)
- [Reporter] Now officials
are investigating a threat
to Manatee County middle school.
It's the second senseless shooting there.
Just so the district of
Manatee County spokesperson.
(soft music)
Tragedy in Parkland as
many our thought dead
after a school shooting in
Broward County high school.
(speaking in foreign language)
- What's going on?
- There was another school shooting.
14 kids and three teachers killed.
- This one was in Florida.
- I'm going to my room.
- It's my room.
No, it's my room.
(dramatic music)
- Reports are saying that this was one
of the deadliest school
shootings in modern history.
14 students and three teachers killed.
I don't know about you but
for me, it breaks my heart.
By a show of hands, how
many of you were afraid
to come to school today?
(soft music)
- My mom almost wouldn't
let me come to school today
'cause she heard that
students were bringing guns
and knives to school.
- We're supposed to just let
people with guns on this campus
and trust they won't shoot us?
- It's freaky.
All of this is so real.
- What do you even care?
You didn't know the people.
- Okay, but what if you
did know the people?
But what if it was your own
father that got shot like mine?
Seriously, is that what it would take
to make any of you give a damn?
- Listen to me and hear what I'm saying.
This is not gonna happen at our school.
Not on our watch.
If you see something, say something.
Facebook, Instagram.
Group text.
If you have somebody on
there saying nasty things
and making these horrible threats,
you guys need to say something.
You're gonna be the eyes and the ears
that the adults won't see.
(soft music)
(bell ringing)
Listen, homework assignment.
I need your plans on how to
make this school more safe.
Gabriella, can I talk to you for a second?
Are you okay?
This can't be easy for you.
(soft music)
- Thank you for asking.
(soft music)
- I'm so sorry about your dad.
- Thanks.
I'll see you later.
(soft music)
- Why were you just talking to her?
- Just homework.
(soft music)
- Hey, what's going on?
- Nothing.
Just stuff with my dad.
- Everything okay?
- You haven't told anybody, have you?
- No.
Nobody even knows.
Everyone thinks your dad is
like the nicest guy ever.
- Hey Conner, what are you doing?
Do you wanna go eat lunch?
- No, I'll probably just
hide in the bathroom
'til lunch is over.
- Are you sure?
We can sit together.
- I'm sorry.
I gotta go.
- Okay, bye.
(soft music)
- Elbow to knee.
Knee to hand.
People, people.
Hey you.
Here for drama club?
Come on, we're down one.
Come on up.
(soft music)
- Head to knee.
Shoulder, foot.
- Lacey, can you take a picture of us two?
- [Lacey] Danny, look like you're smiling.
- Look like I'm smiling.
- Oh my God, is he
looking miserable again?
Happens every time.
Can you get the angle
like up a little higher?
You're kind of like close.
- Danny, you should look happy.
- He always looks sad in pictures.
I don't know how to get him to smile.
- Danny's the happiest person I know.
- Good?
Okay, yeah.
This is gonna look so good on my feed.
Look at us.
- I'm so tired.
I popped a xan and binge
watched Netflix all night.
- Classy.
- What's a xan?
- Are you 12?
- Are you gonna eat this?
- No.
- Thanks babe.
- Ooh, wait.
Okay so like, you and Robert?
- Stop, guys.
- I mean, why not?
Look at her.
She's freaking hot.
- I mean, you guys would
make a cute couple.
- Shut up.
- Am I embarrassing you?
Aw look Danny, she's blushing.
I'm sorry.
So we think that the four of us
should get together this weekend.
♪ I was watching you
like the sun come up ♪
♪ Vintage tee shirt
and one two high tops ♪
- I'll be right back.
♪ Taste like gold ♪
♪ Sweet with obsession ♪
♪ Show me something new ♪
- He's literally always sneaking off
and never telling me where he's going.
- [Danny] Hey Gabriella.
Where you going?
- Out of here.
- [Danny] Can I come?
- Think the cameras will see us out there?
- No, not if we stay on
this side of the building.
We figured that out way
back in ninth grade.
♪ Give up our ghosts ♪
♪ 'Cause when the morning comes ♪
♪ Through the wind goes ♪
- Shauna, nothing's going on, okay.
You're all he ever talks about.
- Doesn't seem like it.
- [Robert] Are you gonna finish this?
- You can have 'em.
- Good job, Lacey.
Cut the carbs if you wanna lose weight.
- As if she needs to lose weight.
You're perfect.
- I know. That's what
I'm always telling her.
You don't need to lose
weight in order to be skinny.
You just need a little
more muscle on your arms.
- If you wanna come with
us to the gym after school,
I can show you some routines.
- Yes, we would love that.
And Danny's gonna come too, right?
Or is he gonna run off somewhere?
- Yes, Shauna.
He'll be there.
- You want half my sandwich?
- Yeah, I'm always hungry.
- Oh, my mom made these
chocolate chip cookies.
They're so good.
Here.
Try this.
- Oh my God, these are amazing.
- Right?
You know, one time in New York,
it had been raining and raining for weeks
and then out of the blue,
there was a perfect day just like this
and my friend Gloria and
I got the brilliant idea
to skip school so we took the B line
all the way to Central Park.
We spent the whole day running around,
feeding the ducks, eating gelato.
We figured that we'd just
sneak back into school
before sixth period
like we never even left,
but when we got back to the Bronx,
my dad was waiting at the subway station
and he's just standing
there on the platform
and when I walked off the train,
he came up to me, grabbed me--
- Just knocks the crap
out of you right there
at the subway station.
- No.
He tells me that the next
time I wanna skip school,
I just have to tell him where I'm going
so he doesn't have a heart attack.
- Your dad sounds cool.
- Yeah.
Promise me you'll get your
friend to stop picking on Conner.
(soft music)
- Okay, but where did that come from?
(soft music)
I promise.
(soft music)
- It's like I can breathe for
the first time in forever.
- Me and Robert tried to
build a fort out here once.
He had this great idea
to runaway from home
and live outside the school.
- What is it with you two anyways?
- He's my cousin.
His mom and him stay with us
when Uncle Jack, you know, loses it.
- Well, then I mean it shouldn't be
that hard to talk to him.
- Yeah I mean, he's
not the same kid he was
when he was sticking up for
me at the playground but.
I'll see what I can do.
I mean, yeah.
(bell ringing)
- Was that the bell for fourth period?
- Yeah.
- Bye.
- Where the hell have you been?
Shauna's been looking all over for you.
- I got caught up.
- Hey, we're going to the gym
with her and Lacey after school.
Told her we'd show 'em some moves.
- [Danny] Okay.
- Okay.
Shauna's like the hottest
girl in the school.
What's gotten into you?
- Nothing. I'm just I'm
getting kind of tired of her.
That's all.
- You better figure things out
'case I'm not letting you mess
things up with me and Lacey.
We work as a team, remember?
- [Danny] Yeah.
- Loser.
- [Danny] Moron.
- Jackass.
- [Danny] What?
Dickhead.
- [Robert] I'll see you later, okay?
- [Danny] All right.
Hey, Robert.
- What's up?
- I don't know.
Nevermind.
- I know your problem.
- Yeah?
- You just need to get laid.
- You think?
- I'll see you after school.
- All right, see ya.
Hey Conner.
- I'm late for class.
- [Danny] No hey, wait a minute.
- I was at Nuovo for
like six hours yesterday.
Spent $300 on it.
- I'm getting new highlights on Friday.
- Sometimes I think he's gonna kill me.
- He's not gonna kill you.
- You know as well as I do.
I've tried everything
I can to make him stop.
I've tried running away.
- Running away makes him
come after you even harder.
- [Conner] Ignoring him.
- Ignoring him just
makes him even more mad.
- I even try hiding in the bathroom,
but wherever I go, he always
seems to track me down.
My whole existence has
become about surviving lunch.
- I'm gonna give you the best advice
you're ever gonna get
in this school, okay.
Just don't act scared.
'Cause guys like Robert,
they can smell scared
from a mile away.
- But I really am scared.
- So pretend not to be.
Just fake it.
- How?
- Okay so.
Say I'm you.
I'll show you what to do.
And this better not come
back to bite me, okay.
- [Conner] All right.
- Or I'll do the exact same thing.
- I swear.
I won't tell anyone.
- Now push me.
- What?
- Yeah, push me.
- Okay.
- Dude, come on.
Hit me harder, come on.
There you go.
- [Conner] I didn't mean to do that.
- No, no, no. You're
not as weak as you look.
Now hit me again.
- You faggot.
- [Gabriella] What the hell are you doing?
- Nothing.
We're just messing around, you know.
- Yeah, this is your idea of helping?
- What are you talking about?
(soft music)
Did you tell him to do this?
Thanks a lot.
- Conner, just.
(soft music)
What did you do?
Tell him to fight back.
Tell him that it's no big deal.
Tell him boys will be boys.
That kid is not the one with
the personality problem.
It's Robert and guys like you.
- What's that supposed to mean?
I was trying to help him.
- Telling him to fight
back is not helping.
- I don't see why you're
freaking out on me.
I'm trying to be the good guy.
I don't have time for this.
I've got stuff to do.
- Danny, wait.
Just wait, okay.
(soft music)
Did you ever?
Did you ever hear about a
13 year old boy in New York
that brought a gun to school
and killed his history teacher?
- I don't know.
- Well okay.
That teacher was my dad.
(soft music)
- I don't know what to say.
- He was just a kid.
He was being bullied and it
wasn't supposed to happen.
But you know.
- When me and Robert
started at this school,
all the older kids would
beat us up and stuff.
We couldn't wait until
we were the big shots.
But it's stupid to have
to act tough all the time.
You get this tight feeling inside
and I feel like I'm gonna
have a heart attack.
- Yeah.
(soft music)
- [Robert] You're not
wearing your favorite jacket.
What's the matter?
Got too hot for ya?
Be a shame to cover up that body anyway.
- Look, if you're trying to
scare me, it's not working.
- Does this scare you, bitch?
Going after my friends.
Turning people against me.
I told you once stay out of my business.
- Hey.
Danny's coming, right?
Where is he?
- [Robert] We're meeting him there.
Better be ready to work it.
- [Shauna] We are.
Lacey.
(gentle music)
- Do you think I look fat in this?
- Even if you do, that's
why we're here, right.
(gentle music)
- Do you think Robert likes me?
- Danny seriously hasn't
even texted me back.
It's like he's ignoring me on purpose.
- Danny loves you.
He's probably just playing hard to get.
- Robert's the one who can't
keep his eyes off of you.
That's why you have to
be nice to him, okay.
Don't mess this up for us.
I want them to take us both to prom
and it's gonna be perfect.
Let's take a picture.
- Oh, can you raise it
higher? My nose is too big.
Oh, my eyes were closed.
- Oh, shut up.
You look good.
Let's go.
(soft music)
Hey, where have you been?
- I was five minutes late to
class and they made me stay.
- You didn't answer
any of my texts either.
What are you mad at me or something?
- No.
- All right, I'm gonna put
my hand here for resistance.
Okay?
No, I'm just making it a little
bit harder for you, okay.
- [Shauna] You so need this, Lacey.
- Hey Robert.
- What are you doing here?
- Can you believe this guy?
Is that how you talk to your old man?
Hey Danny boy, how's it going?
- Hey Uncle Jack.
- Can I borrow him for a minute?
- Dad, I'm kind of in the middle--
- Come on over here, man.
- [Lacey] Did you see what he just did?
- Yeah, it's 'cause he really likes you.
Danny didn't even look
at me when he got here.
- Now I see why you ain't
returning my messages.
I saw you putting the moves on
that hot little blonde over there.
- No, I was just about to text you.
- No, no, no, no.
First tell me.
You got in her pants yet?
- Dad.
- Are you ever gonna talk to
me or you just gonna ignore me?
- No, dad.
Okay, mom's always home.
- What did I teach you
about making excuses?
I told you this was important.
- Dad, what do you want it for anyway?
- What do I want it for?
You just do what I tell you.
And tomorrow when I text you,
you damn well better answer it.
Come back over here.
- What, dad?
- Come on.
How you doing for cash, man?
- Fine.
- Here.
Here.
Let me give you this.
Here's 50 bucks, okay.
I know how cheap your mom is.
Spend on that hot little
blonde over there, huh.
I love you.
You know I love you.
And I'll see you tomorrow, man.
- Just came by to give me weekend money.
Fifty bucks.
- [Danny] Oh sweet.
- Why didn't he just
give it to you at home?
- Look, are we gonna workout or what?
- I have to go.
My mom just got called into work
and my little brother's home by himself.
- We've been here for like five minutes.
- My mom.
She can't get off.
- Guys, it's fine if you
wanna stay and workout.
I can take Lacey home.
- Okay.
- [Robert] You ready?
- Okay.
- See you, Danny.
- Bye.
- Bye.
So sweet of him, isn't it, Danny?
- Yeah, that's really nice.
- Very thoughtful.
- Yeah, he's a nice guy.
- Uh huh.
(speaking in foreign language)
- Mama, what's going on?
- The grand jury in Papa's case
wants to go for a lesser charge.
Sentencing is next week.
Ow.
- [Gabriella] Mama.
Mama, stop.
- Oh man.
- I got it.
I got it.
Don't worry, I got it.
(speaking in foreign language)
- They're just gonna what?
Let this kid off in five years.
- You just wanna send him to jail
for the rest of his life? He's 13, mama.
- Well they gotta do something.
Your father's death has to mean something.
That's it.
I'm getting us tickets to New York.
- [Gabriella] I was there, remember?
- [Rosa] We have to fight this.
- [Gabriella] I was there.
I know what was going on that day
and I'm not going to New York.
- [Rosa] Of course you're going.
- No, I'm not.
- [Rosa] Gabriella, come here.
- You made me come to Florida.
You made me leave all of
my friends and go to what?
This awful school with
all these horrible kids
and now you want me to
go back to New York?
Are you serious?
To sit in that courtroom.
That courtroom and just listen
to the worst day of my life, mama.
The worst day of my life.
I can't.
I can't sit.
I can't go back.
I can't go.
- [Rosa] It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
(soft music)
- I'm glad we're finally
alone 'cause I don't know.
There's just been
something I've been meaning
to talk to you about and.
I guess I just don't get it
how you never text me back
and like I wake up and
I wanna talk to you.
I wanna text you.
Like I wanna be with you and
I feel like you just don't
put in that same effort and I get it.
Like we're both busy, but like
we're always on our phones,
and I feel like you can
take one short minute
out of your day to text me back
just to let me know that
like you still care about me
and we're still together
and this is still a thing.
Now that we're here finally alone,
I just thought I would let it out
that this has been bothering me.
Yeah.
Danny.
Hi, did you even just hear a word--
- I can't do this anymore.
(machine beeping)
- What?
- Your hair, your friends, your phone.
Your life.
I feel like I'm living in
a start some drama video
where it's all about how many
people like our photographs
and how we look together.
None of it's real, Shauna.
None of it.
- Thanks for driving me home.
- Now I know where you live.
It's nice.
- Yeah.
My dad said he's getting a bigger house
when he gets this account or something.
Wanna come in and have
a drink or something?
- Yeah.
- Austin.
Austin, I'm home.
- Playing video game.
- Thanks.
- [Austin] Shoot.
- Did you talk to mom?
- Yeah.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Well, this is Robert.
If you need anything, let me know.
- Hey, where's your room?
- It's back there.
- Can I see it?
- It's kind of messy.
- It's okay.
- Okay.
So this is it.
Nothing special.
- I like it.
It's very girly.
- Yeah.
I actually haven't redecorated it