Original subtitles

RICK ROSS: ♪ Every day, I'm hustlin', hustlin' ♪

♪ Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin' ♪

♪ Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin' ♪

♪ Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day I'm, every day I'm ♪

- Yeah, I'll see you up there.

RICK: ♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

- Hey, Eric. - Hey! What's up?

- Oh, my God!

RICK: ♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Every day, I'm-- every day, I'm-- ♪

♪ Every day, I'm hustlin' ♪

♪ Who the fuck you think you fucking with? ♪

♪ I'm the fuckin' boss ♪

♪ 745, white-on-white, that's fuckin' Ross ♪

♪ I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat ♪

♪ I keep 'em comin' back, we keep 'em comin' back ♪

♪ I'm into distribution ♪

- Hey, Josh.

RICK: ♪ I got them motherfuckers flyin' ♪

♪ Across the Atlantic ♪

♪ I know Pablo, Noriega ♪

♪ The real Noriega, he owe me a hundred favors ♪

♪ I ain't petty, nigga, we buy the whole thang ♪

[distant cheering]

- Hi.

- Hey. [chuckles]

KING LOUIE: ♪ Bottles, I need two pair ♪

♪ Models, I need two pair ♪

♪ Blunts, I need two pair ♪

♪ Extendo, call that two pair ♪

♪ Ridin' around, gettin' it ♪

♪ Gettin' money like there's two of me ♪

♪ Two bad bitches and they talkin' 'bout doin' me ♪

♪ Get them to the crib ♪

♪ And they don't know what to do with me ♪

♪ I tell 'em, suck me at the same time ♪

♪ Like there's two of me ♪

- [coughs] Whoo!

Shit! - [laughs]

First day?

- And here we...

- Oh, my God!

- Huh. Interesting.

- Logan, get out! - Dude.

- Okay, yeah, yeah. We're leaving.

[clears throat, laughs] ERIC: Thank you.

- Mary, you could do so much better, by the way.

- Wait, what did she just say? - Huh?

- Alison. What did she just say?

- Oh. Who cares?

- This is so crazy.

You're, like, my brother's best friend.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Crazy, I know.

Never thought it would happen. Let's go.

- You want a beer or something? Are you good?

- I'm good. - No, no, I got this.

- Mm-mm, mm-mm. - Yeah.

KING LOUIE: ♪ Hella bands of loud, we gettin' money ♪

♪ Smokin' strong kush ♪

♪ Racks on top of racks, times two ♪

- Oh, shit.

- Oh, shit.

- Cops!

Oh, my God.

- Oh, man. Fuck!

Fuck. Okay.

- I can't get this bra on.

- I cannot get caught. Get dressed.

- I'm trying. - Toss me my shirt.

Thank you. - Oh, God, I gotta button this.

All right, don't leave without me.

- Just hurry. Hurry, all right?

Come on.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[exhaling]

KING LOUIE: ♪ Porsches, I need two pair ♪

♪ Of course, I need two pair ♪

♪ Chains, I need two pair ♪

OFFICER: All right, Josh. This way.

OFFICER: ID, please.

[indistinct chatter]

- Yo, this is fucked up.

- Yeah, no shit.

Can't believe you're back with Alison, by the way.

- Okay, well, first of all,

I can't believe you would ask me that right now.

- Yeah, whatever. [scoffs]

- [sighs]

OFFICER: Young man, step forward.

- Your parents gonna be pissed?

- My mom's gonna kill me.

She's at a Goop retreat. Not really sure what that is.

- What is a Goop-- - I don't know.

But, you know, my brother got three citations

his senior year, so compared to him,

this is nothing.

- [whispering] Dude, I'm so...

Shit. [coughs]

- Get in there.

- Take a seat.

Um, license?

- Uh...

[Velcro rips] [clears throat]

Sorry.

- All right.

[breathalyzer beeping]

Deep breath. Blow into that.

[breathalyzer beeps]

Wow.

Looks like you've been having a good night.

All right, we're gonna need to call your mommy and daddy

to come pick you up.

- Can't do that.

- Sorry, you're just gonna have to wake them up.

- My mom, she works nights, and I can't...

I can't call her.

She can't take the time off work.

- All right, what about your dad?

- Not in the picture.

I'm not like these other kids, man.

Like, if I get this citation, I am screwed.

- Should've thought about that before you started drinking.

- Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Um...

you don't have a sister that teaches at Westerbrook, do you?

- Come on.

Don't make this difficult, all right?

- No, Ms. Wilson.

She told me about you.

You were in the military, right?

[stammering] She's my teacher,

and she tutors me on the side sometimes, and...

I know that this is a huge ask,

but is there any way that you could...

call her to come pick me up?

Please.

I don't have anyone else I can call.

[cell phone buzzes]

- Oh, weird. It's Nate.

Hey, is everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know him.

What?

[dramatic music]

Yeah, actually, can you just let...

could you just let it slide, please?

Yeah, I can be right over. Just text me the address.

Okay.

Okay, bye-bye.

♪ ♪

Hey, one of my students got in trouble--

- What?

- One of my students got in trouble,

so I'm gonna go help him out.

- Y--Now? - Yeah, I'll be back soon.

I'll be quick.

- Nice.

[door opens, closes]

- [sighs]

- Hey, I'm sorry I left you up there.

- It's fine.

Actually, when you left me up there,

I jumped out the window.

I literally fell straight on my ass.

Look. - Oh, my God.

- Yeah, it's so bad.

And I still got caught, so, really dumb.

- [laughs]

- Oh, God.

So how does this work? Do I have to go to court now?

I can't believe you didn't get a citation.

I'm so confused.

OFFICER: Your dad's here. Let's go.

- [whispers] Fuck.

How do you always get so fucking lucky?

[sighing]

Fuck.

[police radio chatter]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Other than, uh, rescuing this delinquent,

you doing good? - Mm-hmm.

- You're lucky you have such a cool teacher.

- Thank you, again. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

- Yeah.

- Thank you.

Seriously, thank you so much.

- What you did tonight was really stupid.

- I know.

- You're smarter than this.

- I know.

- Put on your seatbelt. [engine starts]

So, listen, what happened tonight,

me picking you up and my brother letting you off,

you can never tell anyone about it, okay?

- I got it. Yeah.

- Seriously. My brother could lose his job.

- I got it. I'm really sorry.

[exhales]

- [laughs]

- Ms. Wilson?

- Hm? - Are you laughing at me?

- Yeah.

- You realize that this is a low point for me.

You know that, right?

- I know.

Hey, you don't have to call me Ms. Wilson

when we're not in school.

I mean, I have a first name. It's Claire.

- [laughs]

Sorry. Wow, that is so weird to say.

Claire.

- Okay, well, I'll see you tomorrow for tutoring.

- Yep. Yeah, sounds great.

See you at the diner.

COCO KISS: ♪ Make it, make it rain then ♪

TRAVIS PORTER: ♪ I'ma make it rain ♪

♪ I'ma make it rain, uh ♪ I'ma make it rain ♪

♪ I'ma make it rain, uh ♪

♪ I'ma make it rain ♪

♪ I'ma make it rain, uh ♪

♪ I'ma make it rain ♪

♪ I'ma make it rain, uh ♪

♪ I'ma make it rain, ooh ♪ COCO: ♪ Rain then ♪

TRAVIS: ♪ I'ma make it rain, uh ♪

♪ I'ma throw some 20s ain't got no, got no, got no change ♪

♪ Do you want this money? Yeah ♪

♪ Then she keep on hollerin', yeah ♪

♪ Then she say she want it...♪

PHIL: Eric! There's a lady at the door.

ERIC: All right, one sec, Phil.

Oh. - Oh.

ERIC: Hi. - Hi.

ERIC: Sorry.

- Um, I'm so sorry.

I was calling you and you weren't answering,

so I just showed up.

- Oh, okay, yeah.

No, um, I'm sor-- I think my phone was on silent.

- Oh, okay.

- Yeah, my bad. Um...

do you--do you want to come in?

- Uh...

Yeah, okay. Sure.

Oh. - Uh, say hi, guys.

- Hi. CLAIRE: Hey.

- Look what I made.

- Oh, that's really good. - Oh, pretty cool.

- I know we were supposed to meet at the diner,

but I just thought we would do something different

than the regular routine.

- Oh, really? - Mm-hmm.

- Okay. So no SAT prep?

- Nope, not today.

- All right. Um...

I'm gonna just get these guys across the street.

Okay? - Okay.

DEVIN: I don't want to go. I want to keep drawing.

- You can keep coloring over there,

plus you get soda.

- Soda? - Soda.

- I get soda? - Yeah.

- Okay. - I love soda!

- Me, too! - I know.

Okay, go grab your backpacks.

Come on, come on, come on. PHIL: Yeah!

[Claire chuckles]

ERIC: All right, come on.

I'll just be right back. All right.

[door closes]

Where are you taking me?

'Cause I kind of feel like you're kidnapping me.

- I am taking you to UT

to give you a tour of the campus.

- Wow. Really?

- I mean, unless you'd rather study for the SATs.

We can do that. - No.

I thought this would be more fun.

- No, no, I'm totally down.

- Good. - Yeah.

- So why should I keep helping you?

What do you want to do with your life?

- What do you mean?

- Like, what are you goals?

- My goals. Um...

I don't know. - Oh, come on.

You've gotta have some sort of idea of what you want to do.

- I want to be a doctor.

I-I mean, I think. I sort of have this whole plan.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah. It's, um...

I don't know. I know it's hard

and how expensive it is, but...

I--whatever I do, I just want to help other people.

You know?

- Yeah, that's why I wanted to become a teacher.

- Hey, I feel like I gotta get something off my chest.

I'm sorry about the other night.

Uh, I should not have had your brother call,

and I know that. I just...

I don't know. I feel like I can...

I can trust you.

[car horn honks]

- Well, good.

CODY: Eric fucking Walker!

Holy shit. I thought that was you.

- Uh... [Cody laughs]

Cody. What's up, man?

- What's up, baby?

- How are you? - I'm groovy.

Who's your friend?

- Hey. - This is--

- I'm Claire.

- Hello, Claire. What's up?

Cody. Nice to meet you.

Yeah, so you're just coming to campus,

think you're not gonna tell me that you're here?

- Oh, my bad.

- No, I'm just kidding, man.

We're doing kegs and eggs at the house.

You guys gotta come.

- Uh, no, man,

I think we're gonna just check out the rest of the school--

- Yeah, tons to see. You're coming. Come on.

- Yeah, we can swing by for a minute, sure.

CODY: See? Claire wants to come.

- Um...

- So you're coming? - Great, yeah.

Yeah, we'll be there. - Boom.

I'll text you the address.

- See you. - See you.

[hip-hop music]

FAT JOE: ♪ Oww! ♪

♪ ♪

- Kegs and eggs!

[all cheering]

FAT JOE: ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Uh, yo, come on ♪

♪ Don't dance, we just pull up our pants ♪

CODY: Hey, guests of honor.

BOTH: Hey.

CODY: Can I get you guys a drink?

A Bloody Mary?

- Uh, I'll just have an orange juice for now.

Thanks. - Coming right up.

What about you, Eric?

- No, I'll just have an OJ too.

For now. Thank you.

- Okay, you sure you don't want a little hair of the dog?

Logan told me last night got pretty wild.

- No, I'm good.

I'm good. Thank you, though.

- Okay.

Fucking cops, man. Total bummer.

- Yeah, no, that sucks, dude,

but, you know, I mean, we got out okay,

and they were all right.

- Weird. - [laughs]

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- To a new friend.

You guys want any food or really anything at all,

make yourselves at home.

- Okay, thanks. - Cool, man.

Thank you. - Have fun.

STUDENT: Longhorn, bitch! Whoo!

[Terror Squad's "Lean Back" continues indistinctly]

- Well, cheers.

[indistinct chatter]

[hip-hop music playing over speakers]

- You want to know a secret?

- Yeah. Yes.

- This is my first frat party.

- Shut up.

- Yeah, 'cause I was a commuter.

I had to take care of my dad, so I never got to...

- Was he--was he sick?

- He's an alcoholic.

- [clears throat] I'm sorry.

- No, I mean, he's sober now, so...

- If it makes you feel any better, um...

I never met my dad.

- No?

- No. My mom got pregnant, and...

he was out.

- Don't miss this.

- Miss--miss what?

- This part of your life.

You're gonna have plenty of time to be an adult.

Just be happy.

- You, um...

- What? - You have a little...

- What?

- No, you have a little green chile...

- We should, um...

we should probably go.

- Yeah.

Yeah, cool.

[cell phone chimes, engine shuts off]

[door closes]

- Hey.

MATT: Hey, babe. - What is all this?

- Um...

what is all this?

Uh, let me introduce you to the gang.

This is an EVH 5150.

Massive tone, deep, rich overdrive--

- What is it doing here?

- Uh, I bought it.

- I'm sorry, what?

- Uh, you know that doctor I was telling you about,

Rob at the hospital? He has this friend.

He's like this anesthesiologist--

CLAIRE: Wait, how much did you, uh, spend?

- Oh, no, this stuff, like...

never loses value.

- You're just gonna buy all this shit

and not talk to me about it first?

- Well, it's not shit. It's actually top of the line--

- No, you can't just blow our savings

because you want to jam with a bunch

of middle-aged doctors.

- We're not just gonna jam.

- What, are you gonna start a band?

Oh, my God. You're gonna start a band.

MATT: I'm sorry, is that crazy? I love music.

It's always been a big part of my life.

- Yeah, when you were, like, 20.

- Yeah, and I've missed it ever since I stopped playing.

Sorry, what the fuck? - What, so are you gonna--

you're gonna quit your job and go on tour?

- Who's quitting? I'm not quitting.

And it's money I got from my grandfather's bonds--

- Money that I thought we were saving for something special.

- You're being real shitty. This is something I want.

It's...

why are you being like this? - [groans]

MATT: Hey.

- I don't--I don't know, okay? I'm sorry.

I don't know.

[gen tle rock music plays indistinctly]

- So how's it going with, um...

oh, God, what's her name? Your, um, your English teacher?

- Ms. Wilson. - Yeah.

- Um, it's great. Yeah.

- You had your SAT prep today?

- Actually, we went to UT. Yeah, it was awesome.

She showed me around campus, we went to the library.

She used to go there, so she kind of, like,

knew the ropes and showed me around.

- Wow.

Nice of her.

Can you see yourself there?

- Mom, I'm hungry. - Yes.

- What? I know, sweetheart. Dinner's almost ready.

- I'm hungry now!

- I know, dinner's almost ready, sweetheart.

Bear with me. It's nice of her, you know.

- Yeah.

- It's a big deal, her giving up a Saturday

to take you and do something like that.

- Yeah, I mean, she's cool, you know?

She's good to talk to too.

Someone to talk to about colleges

and the application process, SATs, all that.

- Mom! ERIC: Okay.

Come on, guys, let's go outside and play, okay?

Let's leave Mom in peace, all right?

- Yeah! - Does that sound good?

All right, come on. [imitates airplane soaring]

[door closes]

PHIL: Whoa!

DEVIN: Whoo!

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Did you see how hard he went down?

Like... - Straight into a bush.

And he had no pants on, had an open beer in his hand.

VICTORIA: You know what?

Your bullshit has got my alignment

just totally fucked again.

LOGAN: Jesus, Mom, really? - Okay, don't with the tone.

All right?

[sighs]

Give your mother a kiss.

Unbelievable.

- So...

What's up?

- I'm in the clear, baby.

- No. - Oh, yeah.

- Wow. - You've gotta be joking.

- No, I'm not.

- I don't get it. I don't get it.

I don't understand.

Like, I get three days in-school suspension,

and you're in the clear? It's at your house.

- I don't know. Sucks for you, dude.

- This dude magically passes a breathalyzer test

after six vodka shots. Like, yeah, right?

- That was weird.

- Dude, okay, first of all, that's an exaggeration.

- No, it's not. - And second of all,

hydrate, dude. That's the key.

- Hydrate. - One to one.

I'm telling you. - Hydrate, yeah, hydrate.

- No, he's right. That works for me.

- One to one. What is that, water?

Drink a cup of water?

Yeah, it doesn't work. Trust me.

- Dude, what's up with you?

- What? [bell rings]

Oh, uh, nothing.

- Nothing? - Yeah.

- Okay. Bro.

See you guys.

One to one.

- What's going on? What's going on, man?

- Nothing, bro.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

CLAIRE: She told me. Thanks for doing that.

I'm glad you guys met.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Ms. Wilson. - I'll see you later.

- I'll see you later.

- Can I--can I talk to you for a second?

- Yeah. Come on in.

♪ ♪

- Did you...

did you get my text?

- Yes.

- [laughs]

I, uh...

I liked being out in the world with you.

- Well, I'm glad you liked it, um...

What are you doing?

- Wait.

- Oh, my God. You need to leave.

You need to leave now. - I'm sorry.

- Go.

[exhales]

[hip-hop music]

♪ ♪

JUSTIN BIEBER: ♪ If I was your boyfriend ♪

♪ I'd never let you go ♪

♪ I can take you places you ain't never been before ♪

♪ Baby, take a chance, or you'll never ever know ♪

♪ I got money in my hands that I'd really like to blow ♪

♪ Swag, swag, swag, on you ♪

♪ Chillin' by the fire while we eating fondue ♪

♪ I don't know about me, but I know about you ♪

♪ So say hello to falsetto in three, two, swag ♪

♪ I'd like to be everything you want ♪

♪ Hey, girl, let me talk to you ♪

♪ If I was your boyfriend ♪

♪ Never let you go ♪

♪ Keep you on my arm, girl ♪

♪ You'd never be alone ♪

♪ And I can be a gentleman, anything you want ♪

♪ If I was your boyfriend ♪