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Oh, they're done? Oh, thank God.

I mean, oh, thank God for blessing y 'all with all that talent.

Woo! Praise the Lord!

Rock on!

I'm gonna go talk to the band.

But, baby, wait.

I thought we were stopping by Shakespeare on the Boardwalk. It'll be

Shakespeare's never gone.

He's like the queer, old English version of Tupac.

Next time, I promise.

Not that latte to go, please.

That make the music sound better? Make it, too.

Yeah, well, that depends. Are you going to drink it or pour it in your ears?

As I was suffering through the last band, I couldn't help but notice you

as bored as I felt.

Yeah, well, rock music really isn't my thing.

And you were noticing me?

How could I not?

I'm Greg.

Hi, Greg. I'm Brianna.

How about we go to a club where dancing is more than banging your head and

throwing yourself against a wall?

Well, that does sound nice.

But?

But I'm sort of here with my boyfriend.

Well, that sort of sucks for me.

Guess it's just not my night. Oh, I wouldn't say that. That girl over there

licking the frost in our first cone is checking you out.

That's my sister, and she's checking you out.

I'm glad we met, Brianna.

You have a good night.

Well, all right, then.

Hey. Oh, hey, bud.

Baby.

Can't you just study in another room?

Pumpkin?

Can't you just go play on the boardwalk like the rest of the outerwear

guitarists?

Yo, where's the food?

We made a shopping list three days ago. Why haven't you gone to the store yet,

Lisa? Well, you can blame me for a lot of things around here.

And you do.

All of you.

All of the time.

But groceries were not my responsibility this week. Because they're Sarah's.

What? Don't look at me.

I just went grocery shopping two weeks ago.

You know who never goes grocery shopping?

Cash. Like every other white man, he's living high on the hog while the rest of

us just starve.

Check out Blondie playing the race card.

Hey, I'm from a trailer park. In the Midwest, that's considered the hood.

I'm not shopping. Look, I pay for the cleaning supplies and the food last.

So you two better work it out.

You tell those white people, you strong, beautiful black man.

I mean, DMACC.

Hey, baby bro.

Michelle, what are you doing here?

That's how you greet your sister?

The one who has a videotape of you dancing to Ricky Martin?

wouldn't dare show that tape to anybody.

Maybe not, but I might kick your ass.

I like to see that.

Let me introduce you to everybody.

No, no, no. You describe them all to me. I know who's who.

That's, uh, Arnaz, Cash, Brianna, and Sarah.

And you are?

I'm Lisa. I was D -Mac's neighbor in the dorms. We met like six times.

Well, did you change your hair and lose some weight?

No, I've looked like this since I was five.

Oh, well, nice to see you again, Lucy.

Well, Michelle, why aren't you at school?

Well, I have a few days off and was missing the fans, so I stopped by on my

to surprise Mom and Dad.

Surprise them, and then you're going to need a seventh year to graduate?

Oh, are you hoping to be a doctor or a lawyer? No, she has a problem going to

class. Oh, so you're just like Lisa.

Lisa who?

No, Michelle just needs to apply herself.

Wow. You know, if you had hair plugs and a Chinese secretary you were sleeping

with, I swear you would die.

What are you going to do next? Tell me that my boyfriend Roscoe is no good for

me? No, I like Roscoe. I hope Dad looks as good when he's that old.

Speaking of your dad, so the men in your family like Asian women, huh?

Well, we have a half -brother in San Francisco that we're not allowed to talk

about to prove it.

Yeah, you bought food. I knew your conscience would get to you.

Hardly. I didn't start a matchmaking service so I could fix my food up with

face.

Now, this is my dinner. You still owe the house groceries.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go enjoy half of this, then throw the

other half away.

Why don't you bypass your throat and slap it right on your saddlebags?

that nickname in college.

At Malibu Prep, they called him Whitey.

Oh, D -Mac, I love your sister. She is just like you. Well, except when she

talks to me, she doesn't stare at my chest.

So look, y 'all, Brianna and I were talking about going to this new club,

know the guy at the door. So who's in?

I am.

Why couldn't my sister have been hot and cool like you?

Would have made my prom a lot more fun.

I have to pass.

I've been working all day.

But I had two midterms this week. I need to blow off some steam.

Sweetie, I can't. I'm exhausted.

Plus, I have to write a song for one of my classes tomorrow.

Ooh, if I had your discipline, I would have graduated in five years.

Come on, Arnaz. I go everywhere you want.

I wanted a souvenir, so I snuck over the rope and cut off his pinky toe.

Cool. Oh, but why the pinky toe? Well, that's all I could get at after the

guards wrestled me down to the ground.

Are you two done?

Sorry. So, Arnaz, are you going or what? I told you. I can hardly keep my eyes

open.

Maybe some other time, okay?

There's always some other time.

Come on, Brianna. We don't need him. We like you better anyway.

Driving, right?

Hey, Michelle.

Hey. I love this music.

Oh, I hope I didn't wake you up.

Oh, no.

Cash woke me up when you guys got back.

He stepped on my face climbing into the top bunk.

Once you had dirty sock in your mouth, there's no going back to sleep.

What are you doing up?

You know, sometimes I get a picture in my head and I can't go back to sleep

until I sketch it.

I'm the same way.

I get a song in my head and I can't go back to sleep until it stops.

You don't hear voices, do you?

really good you think usually i try not to you know uh

d -mac told me why you moved to la it's really cool that you're out here

pursuing your music i wish everyone felt that way i hear that i've always wanted

to paint but my parents insist i get some useless degree and go to law school

like america needs another bad lawyer with my grades college wasn't even an

option Who knew being dumb would pay off?

I wish I could be more like you, though.

I mean, I'm like most people, just too scared to pursue their dreams. I was too

scared not to.

I mean, music is my passion.

I couldn't imagine my life without it.

Plus, my only other option was at Barber's on School of Modeling.

I mean, I do have the complexion of a 10 -year -old girl.

Wow, you really do.

I mean, not that I've ever touched a 10 -year -old girl.

I'm kind of hungry. You want to go grab a bite to eat, my treat?

Unless you're too full from that mayo.

No, mayo never fills me up. Okay.

Except when I'm mixing it with my cereal. But hey, it isn't my birthday.

Where'd you get that coffee?

Cash didn't make you go grocery shopping, did he?

No, I made out with the bartender at the club last night, so he'd give it to me.

Well, good luck making coffee without filters. Give me those filters.

Give me some coffee.

No.

My head is killing me.

I think I drank too much.

Really? Is that why you were letting guys do body shots off you?

Hey, guys, is Arnaz up yet?

Oh, I haven't seen him since Cash stepped on his face last night.

He may be half white, but he doesn't exactly glow in the dark.

Well, he must be around here somewhere since he could barely keep his eyes open

last night.

Well, I know he didn't sleep on the couch or he would have slept on my

Hey, wait a minute. Where's my sister?

How funny would it be if they were off somewhere together?

Okay, so maybe it wouldn't be that funny.

Arnaz, where have you been?

Forget about Arnaz. Michelle, where the hell did you go with Arnaz?

leftovers from the over -easy bistro. Neither one of us could sleep, so we

grabbed a bite to eat.

Do I smell bacon?

No, I think what you smell is... Over -easy

bistro, huh?

That's nice, Arnaz.

So what's in the bucket?

Seashells we got by the seashore.

She wants to sell them.

So wait, wait, wait. Let me get this right.

You were to... tired to go out with me last night, but you had enough energy to

get up at dawn, take her to breakfast, and play on the beach.

I hope you have fun, Arnaz.

Maybe I should go talk to her. No, I'll talk to her. You have way too much hair

for her to snatch.

I know Arnaz is broke, okay? So why are you buying him breakfast?

Well, actually, you bought him breakfast. I took a twenty from your

going through my wallet. What you gonna do about it?

Nothing yet.

But you know what? You lucky because I gotta talk to you right now outside.

Come on.

Nothing happened between Michelle and I.

And nothing ever would.

Something already did.

You find time for her and you leave me hanging.

Why can't you make an effort to do things with me like I have to do with

So when you go out with me, It's only because you feel like you have to.

Do you really think I enjoy all those rock concerts?

Rock on, dude.

Are you kidding me?

Can you honestly tell me that vermin concert last weekend didn't totally

your life?

Oh, yeah, it did. It made me have to go out and buy earplugs.

Look, I go to those concerts for you, Arnaz. And I go to those so -called

for you.

You think I want to be there?

They're so boring, they shouldn't even be called plays.

They should be called... borings.

Oh, so I suppose someone screeching at the top of their lungs is exciting?

Well, I guess if they were complaining at the top of their lungs, you'd have a

good time.

You could join in. It'd be like a sing -along for you.

Fine. You know what?

You don't have to go to any more of my borings, and I won't have to suffer

through any more of your bands that make me want to shake my ears.

But what about the concert tickets for Killer Confection tonight?

Can't you shake your ears one more time?

Oh, no, no, no, no, honey.

You going all by yourself.

Michelle, why are you really here?

And I'm not buying the whole missing the family thing.

You flunking out of school, aren't you?

What? That is crazy talk.

All right, yes.

I mean, Dee, how do I tell Mom and Dad that after six years of college, I'm

failing? I don't know, but I sure hope I'm there when you do.

Well, actually, I was kind of hoping that you would tell them.

I mean, you're their favorite. I'm going to screw up.

It's going to be hard enough telling them I'm flunking out of college, let

asking for money to go to art school in Paris.

Art school in Paris?

Oh, you're definitely out of the way.

Are you serious, Daryl?

Look, after talking to Arnaz, I realize that I need to pursue my dream.

Did I mention that Arnaz is dumb as a stump?

Well, he's right.

Seeing him happy doing what he wants to do has inspired me.

I'm not going to live my life without passion. No, you're going to live your

life without money.

I'm asking for your help. Please, little brah.

All right.

It means that much to you. We'll go tomorrow.

Yes.

Mom will have the chef make my favorite lunch.

And we'll talk about what a disappointment you are.

It'll be like lifestyles that are rich and ghetto.

Ah!

What are you doing?

I'm tired of not having any paper towels.

Why can't somebody just go shopping?

Because men are useless and selfish and getting them a... Anything you want is

like pulling teeth unless it involves you getting naked.

Here come the guys. Listen, we're going to stand our ground and not go shopping.

Yes, we have to be a united front. We have to show them that we cannot be

manipulated by any man.

Yes, girl. That's what I'm talking about. That's what I'm talking about.

Hey, girls, you guys want to go to a party with us in Tijuana?

Oh, sure. I've never been to Mexico.

We need to be united.

If you were at the March on Selma, you'd still be sitting in the back of the

bus.

Ew, I can drive to Tijuana.

Oh, cool, we'll meet you there.

Hey, I'll tell you what, I'll drive everybody.

If Cash agrees to go grocery shopping when we get back.

Fine. Oh, okay, so are we going? What about Michelle and Arnaz? Well,

got a friend. And Arnaz is going to a concert, so let's go.

Whoa, don't you want to at least call him at work and tell him?

I do not feel like talking to him right now.

I'll just leave Mr. Selfish a note.

Who's going to read it to him?

Hi,

Ernest.

Hey, Michelle.

What's going on?

Well, um, because of you.

I'm going to talk to my parents about pursuing my dream of going to art school

in Perry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, it's a good thing.

I mean, it's something I've always wanted to do, but just too afraid to

let's go out and celebrate. Me, you, D -Mac, Brianna, Cash, Sarah.

What about Lisa?

Who?

Never mind.

Actually, I don't know where everybody is.

All I know is that Brianna didn't want to go with me to this concert tonight.

Why not?

We haven't been seeing eye to eye lately.

Yeah. I mean, don't worry about it, Arnaz. I'm sure you guys will work it

If it's meant to be, it'll be.

So, what concert are you going to?

Killer Confections.

Killer Confections.

Oh, my God. Deep Fried Twinkies is like one of my favorite songs.

Then what are we waiting for? Let's go.

Sounds good to me.

But you know what?

We should leave a note, because old girl was tripping.

We're here.

Right on the back of this.

I can't believe they actually went up to Mexico without me.

Uh -oh. Michelle, if you want them, you can have them.

Love you too, Netta.