Switched at Birth (2011–2017): Season 5, Episode 2 - This Has to Do with Me - full transcript
Daphne and Mingo are accused of racism at College. Bay struggles with her feelings for Emmet and Travis.
Previousy on Switched at Birth...
Our girls are home!
I'm gonna take a couple
of pre-med classes
My plan is to find a place to live.
What about the apartment
above the Cracked Mug,
isn't that empty?
- You're mad.
- _
Nothing is gonna change between us.
You're... breaking up with me.
- My daughters are back
- I knew it.
Please don't make this
harder than it has to be.
I'm just making a buck
off girls' stupidity.
You are an arrogant,
sexist, bottom-feeding thief.
- Rumor has it that you are the new RA.
- It's true.
Oh, hey, we're having a party tonight.
Come dressed as your favorite singer.
Young money, baby!
Oh, my God!
That's totally insulting,
you know that, right?
You don't like Lil Wayne?
Whatever. I'll see you later.
Good morning.
I had no idea that being "just friends"
was gonna be so uncomfortable.
Hey, I offered to take the floor,
but you insisted that
Lil Wayne was a gentleman.
Truer words have never been spoken.
What?
What's wrong?
A picture of us from
the party last night.
Someone posted it on Chat Bandit.
Seriously? Why?
To tell me what a racist ass I am,
- apparently.
- What?
Mine's blowing up, too.
This is the photo I posted on Instagram.
I dressed up as Lil Wayne. You'd
think I went as a KKK member.
"Just another brainless white girl,
coasting on her white privilege."
What?
Oh my God...
Ouch.
People hate us.
My pitcher's injured, I need someone
to replace him immediately.
What about Travis?
You have him back now.
Yeah, but he needs some
serious conditioning.
He wasn't playing in
China. He was coaching.
Well, what's your Plan "B" then, John?
I found this kid pitching for Michigan.
He apparently has some family issues,
needs to transfer closer to home.
And home is Kansas City?
- Yes.
- That's great.
I'll get right on it. What's his name?
Chris Walker.
90-mile-an-hour fastball, killer slider,
and check this out...
he's batting .325.
I love it. We will travel him down here.
No need to. He's already here.
- Really?
- Talking to other schools.
We'll have him over for dinner.
Once he gets a peek
at your Royals stuff,
it'll knock his socks off.
- Hey.
- Well, hello.
I thought you and Daphne had moved out.
Yes, we did,
but there's a significant
lack of groceries at our pad.
You do know where to obtain groceries
out there in the real world?
Hmm, yeah, but I wanted to see you guys!
Ohhh, there's some
lasagna in the fridge.
Thank you!
I... will grab it for Daphne.
I'm having dinner with Travis tonight.
Dinners out, apartments...
sounds like all you're missing is...
A job? I will have one, very soon.
As a tattoo artist.
There is this studio in town,
it's run by this amazing
woman named Noelle.
She is truly an original artist.
She did a full triptych
on Tove Lo's back,
and it landed her the
cover of Rolling Stone.
People come from all
over just for her designs.
So you have an interview with her.
Not exactly, but, I did
this for months in Beijing.
I've got a killer portfolio,
and what I know is,
in order to be doing cutting edge work,
you've gotta be at a great studio.
So no worries.
I got this job in the bag.
- Sounds good.
- Thanks, 'rents!
Hey there, Bender.
Huh?
Bender. Judd Nelson?
Breakfast Club.
God, you're young.
I knew the age thing was
the reason you ended this.
I told you, my daughters are home,
I need to focus on family, that's all.
Okay...
so if age isn't the hangup,
let's talk numbers.
You don't have to say it out loud,
I'll just start counting,
and you could blink
when I get to the right number.
35.
36.
37.
38.
39?
40.
Oh, good for me.
You Regina and Luca?
Yeah.
Great. The mom and the jarhead.
- Excuse me?
- What did you say?
Professor Evers put us together
for the group challenge.
I assumed you guys already saw the list.
Of course.
I was just telling Luca,
that I own a cafe in East Riverside,
and we can use that for the project.
Fine. I'll go let Evers know.
How did that happen?
Maybe the professor
thinks we're a good fit.
I just... I don't get
it, when did dressing up
like a hip hop artist
become a racist thing?
Right? And who made up that rule?
You can only dress like
a celebrity you love
if they're the same ethnicity?
And I love Lil Wayne!
I wasn't trying to make fun of him.
I have a Chinese lotus tattoo
on my neck, but I'm not Chinese.
Is that appropriating Asian culture?
You know what? It's Chat Bandit.
By lunch, everyone's gonna be
talking about some football player
who's taking steroids.
We just have to wait it out.
I just don't get how it blew up so fast.
There were a bunch of kids at the party,
including a lot of black kids,
and no one seemed to care last night.
Actually, Iris was pretty upset.
Right.
Do you think we should talk with her?
I'll do it.
This will all blow over.
It'll be fine.
Hey, are you Noelle?
Excuse me.
I'm booked up for the next two weeks.
Call back after hours, or go to my site,
you can schedule online.
Actually, I'm an artist
looking for a chair.
I've been working in
Beijing for the last year.
I brought my book if
you want to see my stuff.
- Excuse me.
- Mm-hm.
Look. I don't hire people
without references I trust,
and... do you even have any ink?
I have... some.
Sorry. Not hiring.
Hi. Excuse me. What time do
you think we'll be out of here?
It takes how long it takes. You
made an appointment for two people,
not half your sorority house.
Sorry. When word got out,
our ranks kind of swelled.
We just have a function
later we have to get to.
So, make another appointment.
This isn't a drive-through.
We're taking our sorority
photo this evening,
and we all really want
them in time for that.
Is there any way you can do us all?
- We'll pay extra.
- Let me help you out.
I can get them all stenciled
while you do the inking.
- It'll take you half the time.
- I don't even know you.
Oh, trust me, I can
ink a wicked fire dragon
with a seven-color fade.
I promise you, I can lay up a
stencil of three Greek letters.
Look, it's just a stencil.
If you don't like my work,
you can always wash it off.
- Stencil paper is in the third drawer down.
- Yes!
One other thing...
don't ever distract me
while I'm working with a customer again.
Got it?
Got it.
I'm so sorry.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Um, can I ask you a question?
Did you post that photo of
me and Mingo on Chat Bandit?
No, but I'm not surprised someone
did. It was really offensive.
Iris, it was a costume party.
Everyone was dressed up.
Mingo was mocking black culture.
He was dressed like Lil Wayne.
That's not exactly black culture.
So, you're the expert on black culture?
Of course not.
I just don't get why you're
acting like he wore blackface?
He may as well have.
He was running around
with a grill, Daphne.
Because Lil Wayne wears a grill.
Yeah, and it's a complete
racial stereotype,
one that Mingo reinforced
for the entire dorm
when he put on baggy pants and
threw up westside gang symbols.
Is this even about last night?
You've never liked Mingo.
I'm clearly not the only one upset
that he turned "ghetto
black person" into a costume
for the dorm's entertainment.
I hate that we're fighting.
I know.
We need to catch up.
Are you free for lunch?
No, I'm meeting my friend
Adina, and a few other people.
Nice. Is she part of your sorority?
Black student union.
Oh. I didn't know you
hung out with them.
Well, a lot's happened
in the last 10 months.
Like what?
I gotta run.
I'll see you later, okay?
- Bye.
- Bye.
You know, let me kick you
down something for the effort.
Uh, I appreciate that,
but honestly, what I'm
really looking for is a job.
I told you, I'm not hiring.
But you could use the help.
I mean, think how much
your business would grow.
I like my studio the way it is.
But clearly you have some experience.
There are other studios in town.
Yeah, places where I'll
spend all day inking Popeyes
or zodiac tramp stamps.
But your designs are incredible.
And I want to be working with the best.
Maybe I could use some help.
Thank you! Oh, I will
kill it for you, I promise.
No, no, no, that's not what I mean.
What I'm offering you
is an apprentice job...
phones, cleaning, helping
with supplies. That's it.
Or there's always the
zodiac tramp stamps.
Hey! I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
but I have a good reason for being late.
I got a job!
_
Come on, we can rally.
Uh, YJ's is open late, let's go?
It'll be just like our midnight
noodle runs back in Beijing.
_
Uh, well...
I'll wait. We can go later.
_
_
_
I'll talk to him.
_
_
Look, I'll make it up to you.
Okay? I promise.
_
_
Thanks.
It's not exactly a tattoo artist job.
It's more like a tattoo apprentice.
_
It's a little harder
than I was expecting
to get a chair out here.
Apparently people want
references in English.
_
_
Daphne.
Hey, Sharee!
How are you? How is everything?
Bomb. I got a job in
the athletic department,
and it looks like I'll make
the Dean's list this quarter.
Awesome.
But how about you, world traveler?
How's being back from China?
It's okay.
I went to a party with my
ex-boyfriend last night.
Oh, that. Yeah, I saw.
You saw the picture?
I think everyone on campus did.
Were you offended?
Not really.
I get why people are upset,
but I don't let stuff
like that get to me.
I wish everyone felt that way.
Some kid acting like a
fool is not worth my time.
I gotta do something.
I can't just sit around and watch people
say these awful things
about me and Mingo
as if they know us.
Look, I'm not sweating
it, but some people are.
Being a black kid at UMKC
can be... complicated.
As a friend, I'm telling you...
the best thing you can do
is try to stay out of it.
Bottom of the ninth, one out.
Saberhagen throws a cutter,
and the ball gets hit
into the hole at third.
Routine ground ball, no problem.
But the ball takes a bad hop
over the shortstop's glove.
- No!
- And in that moment,
I am thinking what every single
person in that stadium is thinking,
"There goes our no-hitter."
So what happened?
So I dive to my left,
stab the ball in the hop,
sitting on my ass in the dirt,
turn the double play, game over, we win.
- Wow.
- True story, I was there.
I don't think I bought myself a beer
for the entire rest of the season.
That's unbelievable.
You know what? I do believe I
have that game ball in my office.
Signed by the entire '85 Royals team.
Let me see if I can find it.
Chris, thanks for sitting down with us.
I can tell that John's
becoming a big fan.
He seems really cool.
I just... I just want to
make the right decision
with this move, you know?
I'm really sorry to hear that
your aunt is not doing well.
John tells me that she raised you?
Yeah. Yeah, she did,
me and my little brother both.
Well, I want you to know
that you have my promise that
I will do everything in my power
to make sure you can be there for her.
Whatever you need.
I'm really glad to hear that.
Because if I'm gonna
make this move to UMKC,
you know, I'm gonna need some things.
The main thing being a car.
Uh, okay.
That's understandable,
but you do know that it
is not possible for us
to buy you a car?
It is in clear violation of NCAA rules.
Really?
You know, because the
school I visited yesterday
is offering up a Mustang.
I just gotta be able
to get back and forth,
you know, on account of my auntie.
Well, we will absolutely take
care of your transportation needs.
I will make sure that you
have access to shuttles
or volunteer drivers...
whatever you need.
Yeah, I don't think
you get what I'm saying.
I want a car.
I put together some numbers
for you guys to look at.
We have to raise the
Cracked Mug's daily revenue
by 10% to pass the project.
- This place does solid business.
- Mm-hmm.
Did you lose your vision in Afghanistan?
It's only 8:00 and this
place is like a graveyard.
So we'll recruit fresh customers.
We could do a UMKC night, hand
out door prizes, do reward cards.
We have to up profits by 10%.
Hosting a study session isn't gonna
bring in that kind of cash flow.
I wish we were near a military base.
I downed five espressos a
night when I was in active duty.
So do gamers.
That could work.
We could do a video game night.
Get some machines in here, charge
a small fee for a tournament.
- I love that idea.
- I can get some people in the door,
make sure we're drawing
in the right kind of crowd.
Then I'll handle the
special event permit.
Great. Let's do it.
And these kids, they're
on... what is it?
- Chat Bandit.
- Yes!
Okay, they're exactly what's
wrong with this whole PC culture.
Let me tell you something.
The real world our there
is a lot more offensive
than some kid dressed up
like... whoever that is.
Excuse me, you go here?
Sign our petition?
- _
- Greg Shimingo is an RA in Hanes Dorm.
Apparently, he's got a
long history of bigotry.
What?
That's not true.
I lived there. I know him.
Did you see what he
wore the other night?
Yeah, and I don't see
what the problem is.
It was a costume party.
Well, with or without your help,
we're getting rid of this guy.
"I spent the last eight months in Asia
and I can tell you
from personal experience
that the right to individual expression
remains the most fundamental
part of who we are as Americans."
Wow. It's bold.
Last year during the whole Tank thing,
I was the angry mass'
favorite topic of
conversation on Chat Bandit.
All I wanted to do
was get facial reconstructive
surgery and change my name.
Are you sure that you wanna
step into the spotlight?
Yeah, I have to.
I don't think that people
understand what they're asking for.
If Mingo loses his RA job,
we're basically giving
permission to administration
to tell us how to dress.
We're volunteering to lose
our right to free speech.
Daphne Vasquez,
future doctor, current journalist.
I like it.
I'm just glad the UMKC Sentinel
agreed to let me write an op-ed.
The editor hinted that
if it was good enough,
he would lead with it.
Look at us! Beijing sisters,
we are back, and we are
ready to take KC by storm.
Kathryn, I cannot lose this kid.
He is a sure-fire solution
to my pitching problems.
Buying him a car? I mean, really, John?
That was out of line.
Oh, welcome to the modern world.
Please. Honestly, I do not understand
why these kids aren't
paid in the first place.
They play for four years, they
make us millions of dollars,
and most of them never
ever get to the pros.
They get nothing.
They get an education, John.
Kathryn, please, I've
heard that a million times.
Okay, I don't like it any more than
you do, but those are the rules.
And unless you have a way around
the National Collegiate Athletic
Association, we are stuck here.
Do you remember... Richie Sutter?
Pitcher for the Cards, yeah.
Richie's got a couple
of car dealerships.
- I thought I'd give him a call.
- John!
He's a big UMKC fan.
He just wants to help.
Richie is willing to
give Chris a loaner car.
No money changes hands,
there is no paper trail.
When Chris is done with school,
he gives the loaner car back.
Chris gets to see his sick aunt,
we get our new star pitcher,
and no one is the wiser.
- That's really clever.
- Yeah.
But it's still cheating. We can't do it.
You heard that that kid said. We
wouldn't be the only ones doing this.
Are you seriously gonna roll
out that argument with me?
That's what you said when
we got into our tax trouble,
and look where that got us.
Kathryn, I am on the verge
here, okay? I can feel it.
We're not gonna lie and
cheat like those other people.
Tuesday, ah, yes.
Noelle can see you then.
All right, cool. Bye.
Is Noelle around?
Uh, she'll be back later this afternoon.
Can I help you with anything?
Yeah, I was looking
for a specific image,
but I don't see anything
like it in this book.
She can always draw
something up for you.
- What were you thinking of?
- An owl.
Aww, I love that.
Well, you can always go traditional
or maybe more cartoony.
It totally just depends on
the vibe you're going for.
Here, check this out.
Now, it's not an owl,
but it is a high-contrast
black and gray technique.
An owl would look great done like this.
Wait, is this your book?
Uh, yeah.
I want you to do my tattoo.
You should really come back and
discuss all of this with Noelle, really.
I've seen her work. I like yours better.
Don't you want to do it?
Well, yeah, but...
Then?
Let's do this.
Okay, take a seat.
Straight back. Thank you so much.
What is that?
Is there a problem?
Yeah. It's not 1982.
I think when we said video games,
Aidan was probably thinking
Xbox or PlayStation.
Oh, of course.
I knew I'd get screwed when Evers
paired me with the old person.
Watch it.
You know what? Aidan's right.
I messed up. Let me call the vendor.
Maybe he can swap the machines out.
No! No, keep the games.
We'll bring in some '80s music.
Do a throwback arcade
night. It'll be cool.
Are you willing to bet your
grade on it? 'Cause I'm not.
Fine. Let's do both.
It'll be sort of an
old-school-meets-new-school vibe.
Whatever. I'll call around
for some game consoles
and try to save our asses.
Don't listen to him. It's gonna be fine.
Okay.
That's absurd. The university has
no right to tell us what to wear.
I mean, if we start by
censoring students' wardrobe,
what's next? Burning books?
We may as well live in Soviet Russia.
So we're just supposed
to let some racist idiot
keep his job in the dorm
with students of color
because, what, he's got
the right to free speech?
This is America.
We can't infringe upon
someone's first amendment rights
- whenever our feelings are hurt.
- Exactly.
There are plenty of legal
limits to free speech in the US.
You wanna know what's a crime?
Shouting "fire" in a crowded theater,
making rude suggestions to women,
and threatening someone
using racial slurs.
No, I wasn't talking about
sexual harassment or threats.
Wait, you're Daphne Vasquez?
Are you even Latina?
I'm Puerto Rican. I grew
up in East Riverside.
I know who you are now.
Your dad's that Royals player.
That white Royals player.
Uh, her skin color is
totally irrelevant, okay?
We're talking about
free speech, not racism.
- See, that's so easy for you to say.
- Don't be naive. This is so
- clearly a racism issue.
- You think I don't understand discrimination?
- I don't know?
- Are you kidding me?
- Wait, wait, stop.
- You will never understand...
And who gave you permission
to own the struggle anyway?
- That's right!
- You sound so racist. How can you even say that?
Okay, okay, enough!
Everybody settle down.
As fascinating as all this is,
we've still got Kant
to wrestle with today.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Oh, I believe the phrase
is "hiding like a coward."
Mingo.
Everywhere I went today,
people were just looking at me like
I was some kind of serial killer.
They can't stay mad forever.
It gets worse.
I have to meet with the RA board
in an hour to fight for my job.
This whole thing is just a nightmare.
They can't fire you over this.
Sure they can.
According to Chat Bandit,
I'm the worst RA alive.
If they fire you over a costume,
the university is essentially
declaring that they can censor us.
We have the right to offend people.
That's what makes us Americans.
If we let them tell us how to dress,
what's next? What books we can read?
What websites we can visit?
Hey. Hey.
You can do this.
I know you can.
Just talk to them.
Yeah. You're right.
I got this.
But just in case, though,
do you think you could...
you could text me some of
that stuff you just said?
- Hey, Mom.
- Hey.
What's all this?
Apparently it's what the
kids do for fun these days.
You okay?
That seemed pretty intense over there.
- Did you read my article?
- Of course.
And I heard a lot of
kids talk about it today.
You made quite an impact.
Yeah.
Mexican hot chocolate coming right up.
Talk to me.
I thought I could use the
article to show everyone
how crazy this whole thing is,
but I feel like I
just made things worse.
Well, Mingo made a
pretty clueless decision
to dress up like that.
You defended him.
You think his outfit was racist?
Of course.
How would you feel if someone showed
up at a party wearing a sombrero
and pushing a lawnmower
and said they were Latino?
I'd be offended.
- See?
- But I'd still defend his right
to wear whatever he wanted.
Just like I have the
freedom to call him an ass.
Do you think that writing
the op-ed was a mistake?
I may not agree with your point of view,
but I raised you to fight
for what you believe in.
And you're doing that.
Thanks.
Hi. I got you your latte...
What the hell is this?
An owl?
I was just trying to
make the customer happy.
She was looking for
a very specific piece,
and I happened to have
something like it in my book,
and I made the sale!
You can check the money in the register.
You showed a customer your book?
Um...
Because I had what she wanted.
I'm so sorry. I promise
it won't happen again.
I know it won't,
because you're fired.
I think I really like it here at UMKC.
That's great. Well, we
really want to make this work.
Good. So, let's get down to business.
Actually, there's not
gonna be any business,
or car, or anything like that.
I mean, I really don't know what
other schools are offering you,
but what I have beats
the hell out of a car
or a little bit of flash money.
You see, John Kennish
is an incredible coach,
and he cares about
every one of his players.
And make no mistake about it,
he is going to take this
team to the regionals,
and then to the College World Series.
Chris, if you decide to come here,
Coach Kennish is going to make sure
that you get a long look from the pros.
And he can do that, because
he was in the majors.
And one more thing. I will make sure
that you get a first-class education
and graduate with a degree.
So think long and hard about this,
because what I have to
offer you is a future.
And compared to that,
a car is chump change.
No offense, but that's
easy for you to say
sitting in that big
house in Mission Hills.
But me?
I gotta get paid.
_
I got fired.
_
Can we just get out of here?
_
Why?
_
_
I cannot believe this.
This city is a jinx.
It's like there's a full-on
conspiracy to keep us apart.
_
No. No, you're right.
You can't do that.
Sometimes I wish we
never came back home.
Back there it was just
me and you and Daphne,
and there were no parents,
no old boyfriends, no
bosses to get in the way.
Come on.
- Hey.
- Hey.
You don't have to play
this dinosaur on my account.
Oh, I'm not. I love these games.
Plus, I spent three
years in Afghanistan.
Make-believe violence
doesn't really interest me.
And I won't give that
douche the satisfaction.
- Hey, Regina?
- Yes?
Hook me up with a latte?
What the hell?
- Oh, no!
- What is going on?
- Is there a problem?
- Your wi-fi crapped out.
I was about to hit Onyx.
Okay, I'll go check the router,
it'll be back up in two seconds.
Doesn't matter. I'll have
to start the whole game over.
This blows. I'm out of here.
If they leave now, we're screwed.
We still have the other games.
Okay, hey, wait, wait, wait!
If you guys stay and
play the arcade games,
first round on the house.
Ms. Pac-Man? No thanks.
Why not? Are you afraid you can't beat
the 1985 Kansas City
Ms. Pac-Man champion?
Winner takes home tonight's tips.
You're on.
This way, my friend.
Red! Sorry, guys.
Hey. What happened?
The RA board voted to keep me.
What?
Ugh. I used all that free speech stuff
that you wrote for me in my meeting.
I knew they'd get it.
I couldn't have done it without you.
Hey, I ordered an extra-large
vegetarian pizza for us to celebrate.
All I want to do is
just pig out, watch TV,
and forget this ever even happened.
- It sounds perfect.
- Great.
Um, actually, I'll meet
you in your room, okay?
Okay, fair warning, you take too long,
you're gonna be eating
vegetarian crusts for dinner.
I'll hurry.
_
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_
_
10,000 more points and you
will beat his high score.
You got this, Vasquez.
Shh! You're distracting me.
A true Ms. Pac-Man champion
plays with all her senses.
- Oh, yes!
- She won!
She won!
That was sick. You got some skills.
Thanks, kid.
Looks like you saved the night.
Mmm. You beat Ms. Pac-Man,
we're still 200 bucks short of the goal.
Evers is gonna fail us.
We'd have been fine if your
ghetto Internet hadn't gone out.
- Excuse me?
- Hey, you're wrong.
Did you see how many
people stayed to watch
Regina kick some nerd boy ass?
People love the old arcade games.
The games!
Ah!
Yes! If the other machines
have half this many quarters,
we'll easily have 200 bucks.
That one'll take about four hours.
Excuse me. What do you want?
Uh, I left my portfolio.
I'm with a customer. You can wait.
Hey, I need to talk to you.
I'll get your book. Hold on.
Look, I really need to
talk to you, like, now!
Seriously?
Wha... what the hell was that?
Those guys were talking
about robbing you!
What, you want a thank you?
I can handle myself.
So can I.
There's a lot of things
you don't know about me.
I speak Mandarin, I know ASL,
and I'm a great tattoo artist,
which you would know if you
bothered to look at my work.
Can I please just
have my portfolio back?
Thank you.
Look, um...
I know what I did was wrong.
I was just trying to impress you,
and I guess I went about
it in a really stupid way.
Hold up.
You think I fired you because I'm
some kind of a hard-ass, don't you?
What you don't get is that
when you did that tattoo,
you put my whole business at risk.
You don't have a health
permit. You're not licensed.
You could have gotten me shut
down. I could have lost everything.
I get that.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Let me see that portfolio.
That's rad.
Your design or the client's?
Mine.
Nice.
I like the sword.
So, what were you doing in China?
It's a long story.
Yeah. I bet it is.
$584.
Not bad.
It's a good thing you
didn't return the games.
We'd have been sunk.
You know, it's funny.
When I checked the office earlier,
I saw that someone had
unplugged the router.
You wouldn't happen to know
anything about that, would you?
Luca! I can't believe you did that!
- What if everybody had left?
- They weren't going to.
Your arcade idea was good.
That weasel was just
too pompous to admit it.
But still! You took a big chance.
Because I believed in you.
Thank you.
The 1985 Ms. Pac-Man champ, huh?
Heh.
That must make you at least...
Stop it.
You're not getting it, Vasquez.
I don't care.
Your age has never mattered to me.
I like you.
And you like me.
I do.
There must be some other prospects.
I made a thousand calls.
It's just hard mid-season, you know?
The situation with
Chris was really unique.
I'm really sorry.
With that kid's attitude,
what are you gonna do?
But you know what?
You've been great.
I'll figure something out.
I hope it's okay that I came by so late.
Just wanted to give you this.
Your signed letter of intent.
We are thrilled.
You made the right decision, son.
Turns out it was my only decision.
The NCAA found out the other
school was offering me a car,
and well, they rescinded
their offer this afternoon.
Oh, no.
Well, I can't say I'm
sorry to hear that.
I got big plans for you, Chris.
You're gonna be happy
here. I'll see to it.
Absolutely.
I hope so.
'Cause I need this.
I can't believe it.
Do you know how lucky we are?
Luck had nothing to do with it.
You made that phone call?
Oh.
I am really enjoying your fierce
sense of morality right now.
What is all of this?
_
Iris, are you okay?
I've been texting you.
I know.
Hang on, are you mad at me?
- Are you kidding?
- Hold on.
Talk to me.
I don't want to talk to
you. I read your article.
Then why are you acting
like this? I defended you.
You basically said Mingo's
right to free speech
trumps my need to have
a safe space on campus.
Come on, college isn't
supposed to be a safe space.
The whole reason we're here is
to be challenged intellectually.
I'm not talking about
intellectual safety, Daphne.
For you this is all just
some fun academic debate,
but I'm talking about
my emotional safety.
What do you mean?
Everywhere I go on campus,
I have to be on guard.
I have to put on
this... like, this armor
to protect me from stuff you don't see.
Like what?
Like when I woke up
to find a little tiny drawing of
the confederate flag on my door.
Like when a frat guy told us
their party was for "hot girls only,"
but they really meant white girls.
Like when my Geology professor
made a joke about "savages"
- and looked right at me.
- Oh my god.
Or, like the other
night, when I got home
and my RA was making
fun of black people.
- Iris...
- The dorm is my home.
It's where I sleep. It's
the place I'm supposed
to be able to take off that armor.
But you're moving out because one
guy wore something that upset you?
No.
I'm moving out because
that guy was my RA,
the person who's supposed to protect me,
and there's nothing I can do about it.
I'm tired of not having a voice.
And I can't live in a
place that doesn't even ask
black kids how they feel when
there's a race issue on the table.
I had no idea.
Well, now you do.
Our girls are home!
I'm gonna take a couple
of pre-med classes
My plan is to find a place to live.
What about the apartment
above the Cracked Mug,
isn't that empty?
- You're mad.
- _
Nothing is gonna change between us.
You're... breaking up with me.
- My daughters are back
- I knew it.
Please don't make this
harder than it has to be.
I'm just making a buck
off girls' stupidity.
You are an arrogant,
sexist, bottom-feeding thief.
- Rumor has it that you are the new RA.
- It's true.
Oh, hey, we're having a party tonight.
Come dressed as your favorite singer.
Young money, baby!
Oh, my God!
That's totally insulting,
you know that, right?
You don't like Lil Wayne?
Whatever. I'll see you later.
Good morning.
I had no idea that being "just friends"
was gonna be so uncomfortable.
Hey, I offered to take the floor,
but you insisted that
Lil Wayne was a gentleman.
Truer words have never been spoken.
What?
What's wrong?
A picture of us from
the party last night.
Someone posted it on Chat Bandit.
Seriously? Why?
To tell me what a racist ass I am,
- apparently.
- What?
Mine's blowing up, too.
This is the photo I posted on Instagram.
I dressed up as Lil Wayne. You'd
think I went as a KKK member.
"Just another brainless white girl,
coasting on her white privilege."
What?
Oh my God...
Ouch.
People hate us.
My pitcher's injured, I need someone
to replace him immediately.
What about Travis?
You have him back now.
Yeah, but he needs some
serious conditioning.
He wasn't playing in
China. He was coaching.
Well, what's your Plan "B" then, John?
I found this kid pitching for Michigan.
He apparently has some family issues,
needs to transfer closer to home.
And home is Kansas City?
- Yes.
- That's great.
I'll get right on it. What's his name?
Chris Walker.
90-mile-an-hour fastball, killer slider,
and check this out...
he's batting .325.
I love it. We will travel him down here.
No need to. He's already here.
- Really?
- Talking to other schools.
We'll have him over for dinner.
Once he gets a peek
at your Royals stuff,
it'll knock his socks off.
- Hey.
- Well, hello.
I thought you and Daphne had moved out.
Yes, we did,
but there's a significant
lack of groceries at our pad.
You do know where to obtain groceries
out there in the real world?
Hmm, yeah, but I wanted to see you guys!
Ohhh, there's some
lasagna in the fridge.
Thank you!
I... will grab it for Daphne.
I'm having dinner with Travis tonight.
Dinners out, apartments...
sounds like all you're missing is...
A job? I will have one, very soon.
As a tattoo artist.
There is this studio in town,
it's run by this amazing
woman named Noelle.
She is truly an original artist.
She did a full triptych
on Tove Lo's back,
and it landed her the
cover of Rolling Stone.
People come from all
over just for her designs.
So you have an interview with her.
Not exactly, but, I did
this for months in Beijing.
I've got a killer portfolio,
and what I know is,
in order to be doing cutting edge work,
you've gotta be at a great studio.
So no worries.
I got this job in the bag.
- Sounds good.
- Thanks, 'rents!
Hey there, Bender.
Huh?
Bender. Judd Nelson?
Breakfast Club.
God, you're young.
I knew the age thing was
the reason you ended this.
I told you, my daughters are home,
I need to focus on family, that's all.
Okay...
so if age isn't the hangup,
let's talk numbers.
You don't have to say it out loud,
I'll just start counting,
and you could blink
when I get to the right number.
35.
36.
37.
38.
39?
40.
Oh, good for me.
You Regina and Luca?
Yeah.
Great. The mom and the jarhead.
- Excuse me?
- What did you say?
Professor Evers put us together
for the group challenge.
I assumed you guys already saw the list.
Of course.
I was just telling Luca,
that I own a cafe in East Riverside,
and we can use that for the project.
Fine. I'll go let Evers know.
How did that happen?
Maybe the professor
thinks we're a good fit.
I just... I don't get
it, when did dressing up
like a hip hop artist
become a racist thing?
Right? And who made up that rule?
You can only dress like
a celebrity you love
if they're the same ethnicity?
And I love Lil Wayne!
I wasn't trying to make fun of him.
I have a Chinese lotus tattoo
on my neck, but I'm not Chinese.
Is that appropriating Asian culture?
You know what? It's Chat Bandit.
By lunch, everyone's gonna be
talking about some football player
who's taking steroids.
We just have to wait it out.
I just don't get how it blew up so fast.
There were a bunch of kids at the party,
including a lot of black kids,
and no one seemed to care last night.
Actually, Iris was pretty upset.
Right.
Do you think we should talk with her?
I'll do it.
This will all blow over.
It'll be fine.
Hey, are you Noelle?
Excuse me.
I'm booked up for the next two weeks.
Call back after hours, or go to my site,
you can schedule online.
Actually, I'm an artist
looking for a chair.
I've been working in
Beijing for the last year.
I brought my book if
you want to see my stuff.
- Excuse me.
- Mm-hm.
Look. I don't hire people
without references I trust,
and... do you even have any ink?
I have... some.
Sorry. Not hiring.
Hi. Excuse me. What time do
you think we'll be out of here?
It takes how long it takes. You
made an appointment for two people,
not half your sorority house.
Sorry. When word got out,
our ranks kind of swelled.
We just have a function
later we have to get to.
So, make another appointment.
This isn't a drive-through.
We're taking our sorority
photo this evening,
and we all really want
them in time for that.
Is there any way you can do us all?
- We'll pay extra.
- Let me help you out.
I can get them all stenciled
while you do the inking.
- It'll take you half the time.
- I don't even know you.
Oh, trust me, I can
ink a wicked fire dragon
with a seven-color fade.
I promise you, I can lay up a
stencil of three Greek letters.
Look, it's just a stencil.
If you don't like my work,
you can always wash it off.
- Stencil paper is in the third drawer down.
- Yes!
One other thing...
don't ever distract me
while I'm working with a customer again.
Got it?
Got it.
I'm so sorry.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Um, can I ask you a question?
Did you post that photo of
me and Mingo on Chat Bandit?
No, but I'm not surprised someone
did. It was really offensive.
Iris, it was a costume party.
Everyone was dressed up.
Mingo was mocking black culture.
He was dressed like Lil Wayne.
That's not exactly black culture.
So, you're the expert on black culture?
Of course not.
I just don't get why you're
acting like he wore blackface?
He may as well have.
He was running around
with a grill, Daphne.
Because Lil Wayne wears a grill.
Yeah, and it's a complete
racial stereotype,
one that Mingo reinforced
for the entire dorm
when he put on baggy pants and
threw up westside gang symbols.
Is this even about last night?
You've never liked Mingo.
I'm clearly not the only one upset
that he turned "ghetto
black person" into a costume
for the dorm's entertainment.
I hate that we're fighting.
I know.
We need to catch up.
Are you free for lunch?
No, I'm meeting my friend
Adina, and a few other people.
Nice. Is she part of your sorority?
Black student union.
Oh. I didn't know you
hung out with them.
Well, a lot's happened
in the last 10 months.
Like what?
I gotta run.
I'll see you later, okay?
- Bye.
- Bye.
You know, let me kick you
down something for the effort.
Uh, I appreciate that,
but honestly, what I'm
really looking for is a job.
I told you, I'm not hiring.
But you could use the help.
I mean, think how much
your business would grow.
I like my studio the way it is.
But clearly you have some experience.
There are other studios in town.
Yeah, places where I'll
spend all day inking Popeyes
or zodiac tramp stamps.
But your designs are incredible.
And I want to be working with the best.
Maybe I could use some help.
Thank you! Oh, I will
kill it for you, I promise.
No, no, no, that's not what I mean.
What I'm offering you
is an apprentice job...
phones, cleaning, helping
with supplies. That's it.
Or there's always the
zodiac tramp stamps.
Hey! I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
but I have a good reason for being late.
I got a job!
_
Come on, we can rally.
Uh, YJ's is open late, let's go?
It'll be just like our midnight
noodle runs back in Beijing.
_
Uh, well...
I'll wait. We can go later.
_
_
_
I'll talk to him.
_
_
Look, I'll make it up to you.
Okay? I promise.
_
_
Thanks.
It's not exactly a tattoo artist job.
It's more like a tattoo apprentice.
_
It's a little harder
than I was expecting
to get a chair out here.
Apparently people want
references in English.
_
_
Daphne.
Hey, Sharee!
How are you? How is everything?
Bomb. I got a job in
the athletic department,
and it looks like I'll make
the Dean's list this quarter.
Awesome.
But how about you, world traveler?
How's being back from China?
It's okay.
I went to a party with my
ex-boyfriend last night.
Oh, that. Yeah, I saw.
You saw the picture?
I think everyone on campus did.
Were you offended?
Not really.
I get why people are upset,
but I don't let stuff
like that get to me.
I wish everyone felt that way.
Some kid acting like a
fool is not worth my time.
I gotta do something.
I can't just sit around and watch people
say these awful things
about me and Mingo
as if they know us.
Look, I'm not sweating
it, but some people are.
Being a black kid at UMKC
can be... complicated.
As a friend, I'm telling you...
the best thing you can do
is try to stay out of it.
Bottom of the ninth, one out.
Saberhagen throws a cutter,
and the ball gets hit
into the hole at third.
Routine ground ball, no problem.
But the ball takes a bad hop
over the shortstop's glove.
- No!
- And in that moment,
I am thinking what every single
person in that stadium is thinking,
"There goes our no-hitter."
So what happened?
So I dive to my left,
stab the ball in the hop,
sitting on my ass in the dirt,
turn the double play, game over, we win.
- Wow.
- True story, I was there.
I don't think I bought myself a beer
for the entire rest of the season.
That's unbelievable.
You know what? I do believe I
have that game ball in my office.
Signed by the entire '85 Royals team.
Let me see if I can find it.
Chris, thanks for sitting down with us.
I can tell that John's
becoming a big fan.
He seems really cool.
I just... I just want to
make the right decision
with this move, you know?
I'm really sorry to hear that
your aunt is not doing well.
John tells me that she raised you?
Yeah. Yeah, she did,
me and my little brother both.
Well, I want you to know
that you have my promise that
I will do everything in my power
to make sure you can be there for her.
Whatever you need.
I'm really glad to hear that.
Because if I'm gonna
make this move to UMKC,
you know, I'm gonna need some things.
The main thing being a car.
Uh, okay.
That's understandable,
but you do know that it
is not possible for us
to buy you a car?
It is in clear violation of NCAA rules.
Really?
You know, because the
school I visited yesterday
is offering up a Mustang.
I just gotta be able
to get back and forth,
you know, on account of my auntie.
Well, we will absolutely take
care of your transportation needs.
I will make sure that you
have access to shuttles
or volunteer drivers...
whatever you need.
Yeah, I don't think
you get what I'm saying.
I want a car.
I put together some numbers
for you guys to look at.
We have to raise the
Cracked Mug's daily revenue
by 10% to pass the project.
- This place does solid business.
- Mm-hmm.
Did you lose your vision in Afghanistan?
It's only 8:00 and this
place is like a graveyard.
So we'll recruit fresh customers.
We could do a UMKC night, hand
out door prizes, do reward cards.
We have to up profits by 10%.
Hosting a study session isn't gonna
bring in that kind of cash flow.
I wish we were near a military base.
I downed five espressos a
night when I was in active duty.
So do gamers.
That could work.
We could do a video game night.
Get some machines in here, charge
a small fee for a tournament.
- I love that idea.
- I can get some people in the door,
make sure we're drawing
in the right kind of crowd.
Then I'll handle the
special event permit.
Great. Let's do it.
And these kids, they're
on... what is it?
- Chat Bandit.
- Yes!
Okay, they're exactly what's
wrong with this whole PC culture.
Let me tell you something.
The real world our there
is a lot more offensive
than some kid dressed up
like... whoever that is.
Excuse me, you go here?
Sign our petition?
- _
- Greg Shimingo is an RA in Hanes Dorm.
Apparently, he's got a
long history of bigotry.
What?
That's not true.
I lived there. I know him.
Did you see what he
wore the other night?
Yeah, and I don't see
what the problem is.
It was a costume party.
Well, with or without your help,
we're getting rid of this guy.
"I spent the last eight months in Asia
and I can tell you
from personal experience
that the right to individual expression
remains the most fundamental
part of who we are as Americans."
Wow. It's bold.
Last year during the whole Tank thing,
I was the angry mass'
favorite topic of
conversation on Chat Bandit.
All I wanted to do
was get facial reconstructive
surgery and change my name.
Are you sure that you wanna
step into the spotlight?
Yeah, I have to.
I don't think that people
understand what they're asking for.
If Mingo loses his RA job,
we're basically giving
permission to administration
to tell us how to dress.
We're volunteering to lose
our right to free speech.
Daphne Vasquez,
future doctor, current journalist.
I like it.
I'm just glad the UMKC Sentinel
agreed to let me write an op-ed.
The editor hinted that
if it was good enough,
he would lead with it.
Look at us! Beijing sisters,
we are back, and we are
ready to take KC by storm.
Kathryn, I cannot lose this kid.
He is a sure-fire solution
to my pitching problems.
Buying him a car? I mean, really, John?
That was out of line.
Oh, welcome to the modern world.
Please. Honestly, I do not understand
why these kids aren't
paid in the first place.
They play for four years, they
make us millions of dollars,
and most of them never
ever get to the pros.
They get nothing.
They get an education, John.
Kathryn, please, I've
heard that a million times.
Okay, I don't like it any more than
you do, but those are the rules.
And unless you have a way around
the National Collegiate Athletic
Association, we are stuck here.
Do you remember... Richie Sutter?
Pitcher for the Cards, yeah.
Richie's got a couple
of car dealerships.
- I thought I'd give him a call.
- John!
He's a big UMKC fan.
He just wants to help.
Richie is willing to
give Chris a loaner car.
No money changes hands,
there is no paper trail.
When Chris is done with school,
he gives the loaner car back.
Chris gets to see his sick aunt,
we get our new star pitcher,
and no one is the wiser.
- That's really clever.
- Yeah.
But it's still cheating. We can't do it.
You heard that that kid said. We
wouldn't be the only ones doing this.
Are you seriously gonna roll
out that argument with me?
That's what you said when
we got into our tax trouble,
and look where that got us.
Kathryn, I am on the verge
here, okay? I can feel it.
We're not gonna lie and
cheat like those other people.
Tuesday, ah, yes.
Noelle can see you then.
All right, cool. Bye.
Is Noelle around?
Uh, she'll be back later this afternoon.
Can I help you with anything?
Yeah, I was looking
for a specific image,
but I don't see anything
like it in this book.
She can always draw
something up for you.
- What were you thinking of?
- An owl.
Aww, I love that.
Well, you can always go traditional
or maybe more cartoony.
It totally just depends on
the vibe you're going for.
Here, check this out.
Now, it's not an owl,
but it is a high-contrast
black and gray technique.
An owl would look great done like this.
Wait, is this your book?
Uh, yeah.
I want you to do my tattoo.
You should really come back and
discuss all of this with Noelle, really.
I've seen her work. I like yours better.
Don't you want to do it?
Well, yeah, but...
Then?
Let's do this.
Okay, take a seat.
Straight back. Thank you so much.
What is that?
Is there a problem?
Yeah. It's not 1982.
I think when we said video games,
Aidan was probably thinking
Xbox or PlayStation.
Oh, of course.
I knew I'd get screwed when Evers
paired me with the old person.
Watch it.
You know what? Aidan's right.
I messed up. Let me call the vendor.
Maybe he can swap the machines out.
No! No, keep the games.
We'll bring in some '80s music.
Do a throwback arcade
night. It'll be cool.
Are you willing to bet your
grade on it? 'Cause I'm not.
Fine. Let's do both.
It'll be sort of an
old-school-meets-new-school vibe.
Whatever. I'll call around
for some game consoles
and try to save our asses.
Don't listen to him. It's gonna be fine.
Okay.
That's absurd. The university has
no right to tell us what to wear.
I mean, if we start by
censoring students' wardrobe,
what's next? Burning books?
We may as well live in Soviet Russia.
So we're just supposed
to let some racist idiot
keep his job in the dorm
with students of color
because, what, he's got
the right to free speech?
This is America.
We can't infringe upon
someone's first amendment rights
- whenever our feelings are hurt.
- Exactly.
There are plenty of legal
limits to free speech in the US.
You wanna know what's a crime?
Shouting "fire" in a crowded theater,
making rude suggestions to women,
and threatening someone
using racial slurs.
No, I wasn't talking about
sexual harassment or threats.
Wait, you're Daphne Vasquez?
Are you even Latina?
I'm Puerto Rican. I grew
up in East Riverside.
I know who you are now.
Your dad's that Royals player.
That white Royals player.
Uh, her skin color is
totally irrelevant, okay?
We're talking about
free speech, not racism.
- See, that's so easy for you to say.
- Don't be naive. This is so
- clearly a racism issue.
- You think I don't understand discrimination?
- I don't know?
- Are you kidding me?
- Wait, wait, stop.
- You will never understand...
And who gave you permission
to own the struggle anyway?
- That's right!
- You sound so racist. How can you even say that?
Okay, okay, enough!
Everybody settle down.
As fascinating as all this is,
we've still got Kant
to wrestle with today.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Oh, I believe the phrase
is "hiding like a coward."
Mingo.
Everywhere I went today,
people were just looking at me like
I was some kind of serial killer.
They can't stay mad forever.
It gets worse.
I have to meet with the RA board
in an hour to fight for my job.
This whole thing is just a nightmare.
They can't fire you over this.
Sure they can.
According to Chat Bandit,
I'm the worst RA alive.
If they fire you over a costume,
the university is essentially
declaring that they can censor us.
We have the right to offend people.
That's what makes us Americans.
If we let them tell us how to dress,
what's next? What books we can read?
What websites we can visit?
Hey. Hey.
You can do this.
I know you can.
Just talk to them.
Yeah. You're right.
I got this.
But just in case, though,
do you think you could...
you could text me some of
that stuff you just said?
- Hey, Mom.
- Hey.
What's all this?
Apparently it's what the
kids do for fun these days.
You okay?
That seemed pretty intense over there.
- Did you read my article?
- Of course.
And I heard a lot of
kids talk about it today.
You made quite an impact.
Yeah.
Mexican hot chocolate coming right up.
Talk to me.
I thought I could use the
article to show everyone
how crazy this whole thing is,
but I feel like I
just made things worse.
Well, Mingo made a
pretty clueless decision
to dress up like that.
You defended him.
You think his outfit was racist?
Of course.
How would you feel if someone showed
up at a party wearing a sombrero
and pushing a lawnmower
and said they were Latino?
I'd be offended.
- See?
- But I'd still defend his right
to wear whatever he wanted.
Just like I have the
freedom to call him an ass.
Do you think that writing
the op-ed was a mistake?
I may not agree with your point of view,
but I raised you to fight
for what you believe in.
And you're doing that.
Thanks.
Hi. I got you your latte...
What the hell is this?
An owl?
I was just trying to
make the customer happy.
She was looking for
a very specific piece,
and I happened to have
something like it in my book,
and I made the sale!
You can check the money in the register.
You showed a customer your book?
Um...
Because I had what she wanted.
I'm so sorry. I promise
it won't happen again.
I know it won't,
because you're fired.
I think I really like it here at UMKC.
That's great. Well, we
really want to make this work.
Good. So, let's get down to business.
Actually, there's not
gonna be any business,
or car, or anything like that.
I mean, I really don't know what
other schools are offering you,
but what I have beats
the hell out of a car
or a little bit of flash money.
You see, John Kennish
is an incredible coach,
and he cares about
every one of his players.
And make no mistake about it,
he is going to take this
team to the regionals,
and then to the College World Series.
Chris, if you decide to come here,
Coach Kennish is going to make sure
that you get a long look from the pros.
And he can do that, because
he was in the majors.
And one more thing. I will make sure
that you get a first-class education
and graduate with a degree.
So think long and hard about this,
because what I have to
offer you is a future.
And compared to that,
a car is chump change.
No offense, but that's
easy for you to say
sitting in that big
house in Mission Hills.
But me?
I gotta get paid.
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I got fired.
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Can we just get out of here?
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Why?
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I cannot believe this.
This city is a jinx.
It's like there's a full-on
conspiracy to keep us apart.
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No. No, you're right.
You can't do that.
Sometimes I wish we
never came back home.
Back there it was just
me and you and Daphne,
and there were no parents,
no old boyfriends, no
bosses to get in the way.
Come on.
- Hey.
- Hey.
You don't have to play
this dinosaur on my account.
Oh, I'm not. I love these games.
Plus, I spent three
years in Afghanistan.
Make-believe violence
doesn't really interest me.
And I won't give that
douche the satisfaction.
- Hey, Regina?
- Yes?
Hook me up with a latte?
What the hell?
- Oh, no!
- What is going on?
- Is there a problem?
- Your wi-fi crapped out.
I was about to hit Onyx.
Okay, I'll go check the router,
it'll be back up in two seconds.
Doesn't matter. I'll have
to start the whole game over.
This blows. I'm out of here.
If they leave now, we're screwed.
We still have the other games.
Okay, hey, wait, wait, wait!
If you guys stay and
play the arcade games,
first round on the house.
Ms. Pac-Man? No thanks.
Why not? Are you afraid you can't beat
the 1985 Kansas City
Ms. Pac-Man champion?
Winner takes home tonight's tips.
You're on.
This way, my friend.
Red! Sorry, guys.
Hey. What happened?
The RA board voted to keep me.
What?
Ugh. I used all that free speech stuff
that you wrote for me in my meeting.
I knew they'd get it.
I couldn't have done it without you.
Hey, I ordered an extra-large
vegetarian pizza for us to celebrate.
All I want to do is
just pig out, watch TV,
and forget this ever even happened.
- It sounds perfect.
- Great.
Um, actually, I'll meet
you in your room, okay?
Okay, fair warning, you take too long,
you're gonna be eating
vegetarian crusts for dinner.
I'll hurry.
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10,000 more points and you
will beat his high score.
You got this, Vasquez.
Shh! You're distracting me.
A true Ms. Pac-Man champion
plays with all her senses.
- Oh, yes!
- She won!
She won!
That was sick. You got some skills.
Thanks, kid.
Looks like you saved the night.
Mmm. You beat Ms. Pac-Man,
we're still 200 bucks short of the goal.
Evers is gonna fail us.
We'd have been fine if your
ghetto Internet hadn't gone out.
- Excuse me?
- Hey, you're wrong.
Did you see how many
people stayed to watch
Regina kick some nerd boy ass?
People love the old arcade games.
The games!
Ah!
Yes! If the other machines
have half this many quarters,
we'll easily have 200 bucks.
That one'll take about four hours.
Excuse me. What do you want?
Uh, I left my portfolio.
I'm with a customer. You can wait.
Hey, I need to talk to you.
I'll get your book. Hold on.
Look, I really need to
talk to you, like, now!
Seriously?
Wha... what the hell was that?
Those guys were talking
about robbing you!
What, you want a thank you?
I can handle myself.
So can I.
There's a lot of things
you don't know about me.
I speak Mandarin, I know ASL,
and I'm a great tattoo artist,
which you would know if you
bothered to look at my work.
Can I please just
have my portfolio back?
Thank you.
Look, um...
I know what I did was wrong.
I was just trying to impress you,
and I guess I went about
it in a really stupid way.
Hold up.
You think I fired you because I'm
some kind of a hard-ass, don't you?
What you don't get is that
when you did that tattoo,
you put my whole business at risk.
You don't have a health
permit. You're not licensed.
You could have gotten me shut
down. I could have lost everything.
I get that.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Let me see that portfolio.
That's rad.
Your design or the client's?
Mine.
Nice.
I like the sword.
So, what were you doing in China?
It's a long story.
Yeah. I bet it is.
$584.
Not bad.
It's a good thing you
didn't return the games.
We'd have been sunk.
You know, it's funny.
When I checked the office earlier,
I saw that someone had
unplugged the router.
You wouldn't happen to know
anything about that, would you?
Luca! I can't believe you did that!
- What if everybody had left?
- They weren't going to.
Your arcade idea was good.
That weasel was just
too pompous to admit it.
But still! You took a big chance.
Because I believed in you.
Thank you.
The 1985 Ms. Pac-Man champ, huh?
Heh.
That must make you at least...
Stop it.
You're not getting it, Vasquez.
I don't care.
Your age has never mattered to me.
I like you.
And you like me.
I do.
There must be some other prospects.
I made a thousand calls.
It's just hard mid-season, you know?
The situation with
Chris was really unique.
I'm really sorry.
With that kid's attitude,
what are you gonna do?
But you know what?
You've been great.
I'll figure something out.
I hope it's okay that I came by so late.
Just wanted to give you this.
Your signed letter of intent.
We are thrilled.
You made the right decision, son.
Turns out it was my only decision.
The NCAA found out the other
school was offering me a car,
and well, they rescinded
their offer this afternoon.
Oh, no.
Well, I can't say I'm
sorry to hear that.
I got big plans for you, Chris.
You're gonna be happy
here. I'll see to it.
Absolutely.
I hope so.
'Cause I need this.
I can't believe it.
Do you know how lucky we are?
Luck had nothing to do with it.
You made that phone call?
Oh.
I am really enjoying your fierce
sense of morality right now.
What is all of this?
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Iris, are you okay?
I've been texting you.
I know.
Hang on, are you mad at me?
- Are you kidding?
- Hold on.
Talk to me.
I don't want to talk to
you. I read your article.
Then why are you acting
like this? I defended you.
You basically said Mingo's
right to free speech
trumps my need to have
a safe space on campus.
Come on, college isn't
supposed to be a safe space.
The whole reason we're here is
to be challenged intellectually.
I'm not talking about
intellectual safety, Daphne.
For you this is all just
some fun academic debate,
but I'm talking about
my emotional safety.
What do you mean?
Everywhere I go on campus,
I have to be on guard.
I have to put on
this... like, this armor
to protect me from stuff you don't see.
Like what?
Like when I woke up
to find a little tiny drawing of
the confederate flag on my door.
Like when a frat guy told us
their party was for "hot girls only,"
but they really meant white girls.
Like when my Geology professor
made a joke about "savages"
- and looked right at me.
- Oh my god.
Or, like the other
night, when I got home
and my RA was making
fun of black people.
- Iris...
- The dorm is my home.
It's where I sleep. It's
the place I'm supposed
to be able to take off that armor.
But you're moving out because one
guy wore something that upset you?
No.
I'm moving out because
that guy was my RA,
the person who's supposed to protect me,
and there's nothing I can do about it.
I'm tired of not having a voice.
And I can't live in a
place that doesn't even ask
black kids how they feel when
there's a race issue on the table.
I had no idea.
Well, now you do.