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- It's me, your boy Xan. - Xan!

I've been in Simi my whole life.

Everything I need is right here: my girl...

- Will you marry me? - Oh, my God, yes!

- My family... - you, Mom. What do you know?

- Hold me back, Jeff! - I got you!

My truck...

but most importantly, my boys.

Give it up for Bryce Meyer.

Bryce, please, get down! We're your friends. We care about you!

I want to pull the plug. Where's the plug?

You're not hooked up to any plug.

That, yeah, that's for the TV.

- What's up? I'm Wade. - Wade, what the hell are you doing?!

Dad, get the back inside, okay? I'm doing art.

Pretty much just kick it with my brother and his friends

'cause everyone my age sucks, dude.

- Want to hit this shit? - Nah, dude.

Do you, uh, do you not burn?

Wait, you don't burn, Wade?

Oh, my God! Dude, I burn, okay?

Duncan!

What the was that about?

I'm sad, Dad. Can't you see how sad I am?

What if you ran, like, a surf shop without your dad?

If you were to tell me five years ago that I was gonna

open up a surf/skate shop with Johnny Mendez, I would've said,

"You're crazy, brother."

Yo, Tessa, will you marry me?

I'm down.

I don't think I can get married right now.

She just broke off the engagement or whatever, but...

Now that I know that Dani's the real blunt mastermind, it's, like,

have I been in love with her this whole time?

Dani, you need to choose right now.

- Or we're done. - Then I guess we're done here.

Well, it's safe to say I'm officially the most dumped guy in Simi.

- I'm pregnant. - What do you mean?

And if it's a guy, we're naming him Chez, Dax or Hawk.

- Yo, Bryce, you want to hold him? - Nah, I'm good.

Xander's my boy, but not this Hawk fool.

He deserves to be locked in a hot car with the windows rolled up.

Toaster oven. I'm gonna toast your child.

- Gonna toast my child? - I'm gonna toast him.

Just think about it, you know,

we were pretty sick in high school.

I mean, we were really cool in high school.

Obviously, we were super sick in high school.

God, high school was so sick, I'm sorry.

But high school was so sick.

You got the money?

For sure.

And it's 100% legit?

You ask a lot of questions.

That was one question.

Let's put it this way.

This transaction is about as legit

as my belt.

No offense, but...

I can't tell if your belt is legit or not.

Listen here, snow cone,

this isn't the only backstreet bayou bargain I got for today.

Got a 1:30, Camarillo.

So buen or no buen?

Uh...

I just got to make a quick call.

Very well, then.

- Yo. - Yo.

Wade, there's no time to explain,

but I need you to get everyone to the house now.

It's an emergency.

All right, class, if Aaron beats this level without losing,

no homework for a week.

Yo, don't blow this for us, Aaron.

I won't, shut up.

- Suh. - Yo, dude. Xan just hit me.

He said he needs all of us at the house ASAP Rocky.

Sounds like a huge deal.

An HD?

Yeah, like, a 4KHD.

Holy cannoli.

That's quite the Lilo and sitch.

Yeah, man, like, a Sabrina the Teenage sitch.

And that's on gang?

Yeah, that's on our Lord and Savior Jesus H. Christ.

Good God.

Oh, one sec.

Duncan's calling. Dunc, you're on with Wade.

Wade, I just got your text.

What the H-E-double hockey sticks is going on, dude?

Is it actually a 4KHD?

From what Xan was saying, sounds like it might be an 8K.

8K?

Are you cranking my shaft, dude?

What, is he dying or something?

Uh, hold on, Johnny's calling me.

Hang up, hang up. Deny it, deny it.

Yo, I think you just accidentally denied my call.

Johnny, it wasn't an accident.

I don't have time to explain, but we need to get to Xan's immediately.

Wade, what is going on?

I told you to grab the crossbow.

We don't have a crossbow.

The last time Xan assembled the squad

on some emergency-situation-type vibes

was back in '08 when a bunch of randos showed up at Lexy's party

and Xan almost knocked Mike Schaffer, so...

yeah, you could say I'm prepared for battle right now.

- Bryce, what's going on? - I think Xan has ass cancer.

What?

Don't say that. That is not funny!

- I mean, he might. - Just shut the up, Bryce.

No, you shut the up. Hold me back.

You want to do this right now? I have a literal bat, dude.

- I will kill you with that bat. - No weapons!

So I don't know

what's going on right now, but the vibe is high-key stressful.

All my serotonin got replaced by straight-up anxiety, bro.

It's a ride, bro.

Is that guy revving at us?

- Who's that? - Uh-oh.

Goddamn it!

- I don't like this, guys. - Am I gonna have to knock this truck?

Check it out!

Wait, wait.

Is that what this is all about?

Yeah.

So sick!

Dude!

New truck, baby!

Dude,

lately, Molly and I have been on really bad terms.

And I've been feeling super down.

So I thought what better way to solve this relationship issue

than with a brand-new truck?

Did you know about this?

Nope.

Dude, this looks so expensive.

Dude, it was. Casually had to empty out the savings real quick.

Let's go! That's so tight.

Look at the lift on this puppy.

This is noticeably bigger than before.

- Dude, peep the specs on these handles. - Hell yeah, Xander.

Sick truck.

- Thank you, Dani. Appreciate you. - Straight up.

- Thank you, Dani. - Oh.

Xan, can I pull you for a chat?

Xander has always had a habit of making really impulsive purchases

without telling me.

And I'm not talking casual things. I'm talking huge tattoos...

- Oh, my God! - A motorcycle,

a parabolic microphone,

and now this truck that looks

exactly like his old truck.

We've had so many conversations about it,

that this is just starting to feel like...

the last straw.

- What's up? - "What's up"?

You didn't think to tell me that you just emptied our entire savings account

to buy yourself a new truck?

I didn't empty the entire savings.

There's still, like, 500 bucks in there.

Xander, that is so wack!

- I did this for us. - No.

You did this for you.

And now... I'm about to do something for me.

Molly...

I swear to God, if you take that ring off right now...

- Molly... - Yo!

Check this out.

- This is big. - What is it?

Just found this in the mailbox.

"You are cordially invited

to the Simi High ten-year reunion."

No way.

I'm straight-up over the moon right now, dude. Like...

I've been waiting for this day since we graduated high school.

I totally thought they were gonna cancel it because of the pandy.

- Remember the pandy? - Dude, the pandy was so randy.

I feel like it's not that chill to call it "the pandy."

Yo, it's only three weeks away. Do you ever check your mail?

Dude, honestly, I didn't even know we still got mail.

- Yo, but I'm so pumped for the reunion! - Yeah!

- Yeah! - Okay!

I'm not pumped for the reunion at all.

I just lied to every single person's face in that driveway.

In reality, I've low-key been stressing this day for years.

All my friends were in the class of '010

since everyone in my year sucked.

And I didn't technically graduate till a couple years later,

but I need to make sure I get an invite somehow.

We're gonna go get some kickback stuff.

We'll be right back.

- Love you. - Love you.

- Love you so much. - Love you so much.

Obviously, Molly and I were on the precipice

of potentially ending our marriage for good,

but after getting such joyous news,

we just decided to put all that on hold,

ride this high, and have a celebratory kickback at the pad

despite it being 11:40 a.m. on a Wednesday.

Is he gonna hit that?

We'll be right back, dude.

There's a little bit of a learning curve with this.

He'll get there.

Yo, dude, let's go!

We are about to show up

and flex so hard on all these fools.

Dude, facts.

This is, like, the day we've all been waiting for, like, our whole lives.

Honestly, if I can say so, I feel elated.

Look at my hand.

- That's how elated I am, I'm shaking, bro. - Wow, dude.

Dude, right? I feel elated, too.

Yeah, Dunc, you elated?

Yeah, obviously.

Really, Duncan, you're elated?

I just said I was elated,

and now you're suddenly feeling elated, as well?

I feel giddy AF right now, bro.

Yeah?

Even though you're dating Dani and Tessa,

but at the end of the day, you got to pick one for the reunion

which means the other one's just gonna be mad pissed?

They're probably both gonna be super pissed at you.

Damn, dude.

It's not like I was planning on dating

Dani and Tessa at the same time.

Should I have said no to one of them when they both asked

to get back together at Xan's wedding?

Maybe we should give it another shot?

Yeah, I'm down.

Would you be willing to put the past behind us

and give this another shot?

100%.

Yeah, I probably should have. Probs.

But it's a wedding.

Like, I was so fired up on love.

I was torqued on love, dude.

- You know who else isn't hyped? Wade. - What?

- Dude, I am hyped. I'm so hyped. - You're not even invited.

All right, Bryce, chill out, dude.

Xan, this truck is so lifted, bro, I feel so high above the ground.

I know, right? Can you imagine a more lifted truck?

- I can't. - I can't.

Dude, I know, I feel so high, too,

which I'm, like, very familiar with that feeling.

So in the past, you know,

I've gotten a lot of heat for "not burning."

Which is crazy, 'cause, like, I'm, like, the biggest stoner in the world.

If I had to name all the ways I get high on the regular?

B-Bong, piece,

bubbler, gravity bong...

Let's talk about this Monster fridge in the center.

Are you JK-ing me right now?

Are you J.K. Rowling me?

- Pretty sick, huh? - Yeah, that's a nice touch.

Dude, you are definitely gonna take home the Truck of the Year trophy.

Every year at the Simi High ten-year reunion, they give the person

with the dopest truck the Truck of the Year prize.

It's a BFD.

My dad won it at his reunion.

His dad won it at his reunion.

I'd be lying if I said winning that trophy hasn't always been a dream of mine.

I don't want to jinx it, but...

with this new BBT...

this big, black truck...

I 100% have this thing in the bag.

Yo, peep this custom horn I recorded.

Move bitch, Truck of the Year coming through!

Oh, my God, look at this truck.

Dude, is that even street legal?

It's got to be a professional dirt biker, right?

Xan?

Jatthew?

Brocko Zamboni?

Slap my ass and call me a bad boy.

Is that Bryce Meyer?

What is up, boys?

- What up? - Dude, what's so sick about Simi

is that it's so small, you can just run into people

from your high school when you least expect it.

Jatthew S and his squad were the baseball bros in our class,

and we had an alliance in case something ever went down with

the football bros or the field hockey girls.

Solid B team.

Seems like they're doing pretty well now, though.

Which is dope.

You know? And I don't necessarily think his truck

is-is better than mine.

It's just... it's just different.

They're both sick trucks.

You know, I saw on IG you guys have been killing it in the real estate game.

Yeah, we're high-key slinging pads these days.

Hey, where you fools headed with all this stuff?

Oh, dude, we're coming back from Tahoe.

Agoura's got a place up there.

We took the Jet Skis out, split a quad of shrooms,

got some sick epic drone footage

jumping the hot springs. So sick.

That's, like, the sickest sentence I've ever heard in my life.

But, yo, we're about to head up to Jatthew's crib to celebrate the reunion.

You guys should cruise. Let's black out.

Oh, you guys are cruising to the reunion?

- Yeah, dawg, of course. - Duh.

Coming for that Truck of the Year trophy.

That's dope, dude.

That's super dope.

Gee whiz, is that sick!

Yo, did you just say, "gee whiz?"

I know Xander's trying to be chill right now

'cause Jatthew just pulled up in, like, an absolute rig,

but as soon as he said "gee whiz"...

Gee whiz, is that sick!

I knew that fool was flustered.

Not gonna lie, I'm pretty flustered myself.

You know, that sounds chill but we're actually having

a low-key kicker at our pad

so we can't cruise to yours. Thanks, though.

Bro, just pull up.

Man, it's right up the street.

Besides, the squad would love to see the Simi legends.

I mean, we are legends.

Yeah, we are legends.

He's got a good-ass point.

All right, yeah, we'll cruise through for, like, five to ten.

- Nice! - Yeah.

Let's go! All right, follow me, all right?

Yeah.

Whoo!

Wonder what the boys are up to.

What's taking them so long?

Probably just whacking off to Xander's truck

and talking about how sick it's gonna be

when we pull up to the reunion in Xander's truck

because that's the only thing he cares about is his truck and that's it.

Are you good?

I guess this whole reunion thing just has me thinking, like...

like, what's my truck, you know?

You have that little Tacoma, though, right?

Not literally,

Johnny. Idiot.

- Like, metaphorically. - Who cares?

We were dope then.

- We're even doper now. - Seriously.

Yeah, we had the sickest squad in high school, by far.

Exactly.

And as someone who's been getting really into manifestation lately,

I think it could be really good for you, Molls.

Think about it, my Taylor Swift Eras Tour floor seats?

I thought of them, I sent the ticket link to my mom,

I got the tickets.

I manifested that.

Oh, really, Dani?

Did you manifest all of your things?

Are we just going to pretend that your grandpa

isn't the inventor of the wall mount

and your family's not worth $50 million?

I swear to God,

if this bitch says one more word about manifestation,

I will straight up choke her out...

That is so true.

Manifestation's, like, a really helpful tool.

So, Dani,

we finally gonna meet your secret lover boy at the reunion?

Oh. Tessa.

Um, I guess it could be a good time.

What about you, Tessa? We haven't met your man, either.

Oh, yeah.

Maybe we should not do that for the reunion, though.

Maybe that's definitely not the move

for the reunion, for sure.

And that... and we all agree?

Hey, Johnny? Can I pull you for a chat?

- Mm-hmm. - Good.

I know it's none of my business,

but you need to get it together.

What are you talking about?

The last three date nights with me and Duncan,

he's had to leave early

because you've been messing things up at the shop.

What could you be messing up so bad at midnight?

Uh...

I want to have Duncan's back and stuff,

but he's come up with this slanderous narrative that I'm bad at my job

to use as an excuse of why he's always, like, with the other girl.

Bro, I'm starting to hurricane harbor some resentful energies.

I'm not gonna lie.

At the same time, I got to hold it down for my boy.

Now, I remember. I do mess things up every night.

Oh, really?

Around 11:30, I start messing things up.

Figure it out, because I'd hate for

- things to have to get physical. - Me, too.

Bro, I barely even flinched, bro.

Like, I was honestly flinching about something else

that I was remembering, like, a scary thing in-in the moment.

I'd knock Dani. Easy.

- Johnny. - Yeah?

Can I pull you?

For sure.

Tessa, on the other hand...

I worry about Tessa.

And this is the backyard.

Oh, my God, dude. I can't believe this is your pad.

Yo, dude, they have Franco's Tacos catering it.

That's such a flex.

Babe, look who it is.

Xan? What's Gucci?

Here, have an ice cold beer.

Whoa. Okay.

- Wow, it's so cold. Yeah. - Oh, my God, they're so cold.

Oh, my God, it's been so long.

For sure. Yeah.

Um, I'm sorry.

- Do-do I know you from somewhere? - Who the are you?

Really?

It's Agoura. Hills.

Oh, my God.

- From high school. What's up? - Yes!

S now. Agoura Hills S.

- Oh, snap. - Yeah.

That's... Congratulations.

Yeah, thank you.

Man, you look so, um,

like, so much less fat

- than you did in high school. - Right? Right?

Seriously, I was just thinking that.

Yeah, well, I got my nose done.

- And lip filler. - Oh, word. Yeah.

In my ass.

Oh, cool. Yeah. That looks, that looks, uh, super good.

Sick, right? Look at my wife's ass, dude.

Yeah. No, it looks...

For sure, I'm looking at it.

Yeah, cheers. It looks great.

Would you take me to homecoming now?

Would you?

- Like, um... - Take me to homecoming now?

I was like, "Is she still pissed about this?"

- Oh, my God. - Agoura Hills. Damn.

Totally forgot I was about to ask her to homecoming sophomore year,

until I saw Molly crank that Soulja Boy at Quinoa's quinceañera.

Couldn't help but look at her, like, damn.

Like, what else can she crank?

But, yeah, it seemed like their whole squad is really glowed up.

Yo, Wade. What up, dude?

JP.

- What's up, dude? - My guy.

- How you been, man? - I'm good, dude.

Good. Dude, you want an edible?

Yeah. Yeah, slip me one of those.

- Here you go. - For sure.

Oh, wow, look at that thing.

Oh. Strong-strong.

Yeah, dude, it's dank. Tastes like gasoline.

- Cool. Thanks, man. - For sure, dude.

- Yeah, I, uh... - Appreciate that.

Are you gonna eat it, or...

Oh, uh, yeah, yeah.

Probably, yeah, in an hour, I will, probably.

Is that... I don't want to be faded right now, but, like,

I'm down to be faded in an hour, probably.

Oh, well, dude, it takes, like, an hour to kick in,

so if you eat it now, that's perfect.

- Oh, what did I say? I said an hour? - Yeah.

Oh. I meant two hours. So, I'll probably eat it in an hour.

- Oh. - Sorry, I'm all jumbled up.

- No, dude. - Daylight savings, you know?

It was a stupid question. That plan's insane.

So, where's Molly? Did you guys break up?

- Oh, no, no. - Oh.

She's just back at the house,

probably pretty pissed, actually, since we just, like, came here

and didn't, like, give them the heads-up or anything.

That's pretty lame.

Wait, does Molly have any passions?

Uh, not particularly, no.

Perfect.

I'm gonna hit her up.

Or we should go on a double date to that hot new spot.

Oh, that hot new spot is so fire.

- So fire. - So fire.

- So fire. - Oh.

You've been?

Jatthew, of course he's been.

It's Xan,

- Simi Valley top dog. - Of course.

He could've invited anyone to homecoming and he brought Molly.

♪ Money, money, money, all the time, what I'm thinkin' 'bout ♪

♪ Bitches on my mind all the time... ♪

So, these are my girlfriends Topanga, Ventura.

I love 'em both.

Uh, and that's my homie Shaun.

What up?

Oh, damn.

Dude, you're... you're Shaun White.

Yeah, man.

What are you even doing here?

What am I doing here? I can't just be here?

Well, you can, but, like...

it's just crazy seeing you in Simi.

Why is it crazy?

That I'm just here, sipping Shirley T's,

my drink of choice, just hanging with my buds?

What's crazy about that?

No, no, it's totally cool that you're, like, sipping the Shirley T's and what...

I think he just more so means

- it's super random that you're here. - Yeah.

I don't think it's random.

You're random.

Okay, anyway, circling back... Hey, Brocko.

You said that, uh...

So, both of these girls are your girlfriends?

Yeah.

And you guys are all, like, totally cool with that?

Yeah.

I think it'd be pretty weird if he was dating both of us and we just didn't know.

Yeah, like, morally, that'd be, like, really messed up.

It's like the movie Savages except I'm the Blake Lively character.

Have you seen the movie Savages?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's like that.

Yo, just out of curiosity, uh,

like, what are you benching these days?

I'm mostly into calisthenics now, bro,

but last I checked, probably, like, 350.

350? That's not bad.

How much do you bench, Xan?

It's been a hot min, for sure, but, um,

I'd say... probably five hundo.

Beast.

Yeah.

You ever get into Muay Thai?

Muay Thai? No, that's way too spicy for me.

I do like sushi, though.

Uh...

That reminds me, bro. Your truck is pretty tricked. Was that pricey?

No idea, Agoura got it for me.

I mean, it came with, you know, the lift

and, like, the bright baby blue,

but, uh, I added the subs...

But it's probably like a gas guzzler and a half, though, right?

Nah, it's actually a hybrid, so it's pretty chill.

No way. Indica or sativa dominant?

No, like, it only takes half gas.

You're telling me your truck runs on mid kush?

You guys are funny.

Who's this little guy? Hey, bud?

I like your shirt.

Okay, I'll just go myself then.

Oh, damn.

What did he say? What's he saying?

You didn't have to do him like that, Jonny.

- No, what'd he say? - That was so savage.

What's up with your dog, fool?

Trying to start some shit or what?

I don't think he's the one starting some shit...

but he might be the one finishing some shit.

- Oh, yeah? - You don't want this, bro. Trust me.

I'm sure to beat the out of your dog, bro.

He will tear you apart, bud.

I'll take his leash around, swing him, helicopter, throw him.

Hey, hey. He ain't worth it.

You want to go for a walk?

Dude! You can't say W-A-L-K.

Now, I have to take him.

I just took him.

Matter of fact, hey, why don't you give him a treat?

- Aw, damn it. - Yo, Bryce, let's dip, dude.

- Sorry about that, bro. - No, no, for sure. All good.

No worries, dude. I'll see you guys at the reunion.

Yeah, I guess you will.

About time.

Wait, where's the kickback stuff?

We forgot it.

How? You were gone for, like, two hours.

Well, we forgot it. Okay, Lexy?

Wait, what the hell is going on?

Yo, the comeback squad.

Hello? What happened?

You want to know what happened?

We're not that sick is what happened.

What? Yes, we are.

I was just telling them we're about to go to the reunion...

We're gonna go to the reunion,

we're gonna stunt on fools, we're gonna flex on fools

and look dope. Not gonna happen like that.

We shouldn't even go.

- Okay, we have to go. - I am not missing it.

The baseball bros are sicker than us now.

What? Like Jatthew S and them?

Bro, that's a physical impossibility.

The baseball dudes were way less sick than us in high school.

Yeah, well, not anymore, Johnny.

Before our run-in with Jatthew's squad,

we were super stoked for the reunion.

And also, just, like, overall very content with our lives.

But now I realize

we're not even close to living the kind of life that looks sick online.

Like, I didn't even know about the hot new spot.

Look, guys.

I know we're on some seriously insecure vibes about some things

that are, quite frankly, completely out of our control.

All right? I think the only thing we can do right now,

realistically...

is spend every waking moment between now and the reunion

making sure we look as sick as possible.

- Hell, yeah! - Yes! - Yeah!

- Oh, yeah! - Oh, yeah! - WADE: Yes!

Oh, oh!

Oh, oh! Oh, God.

- Xan... - Oh... Ooh, yeah!

Xander...

I said I'll take care of it tomorrow.

- It is tomorrow. - Oh, yeah!

- Xander. - Okay, okay.

- It sucks. Come on. - Okay, okay.

At the end of last season, Wade said he needed

somewhere to stay for a couple weeks

and we totally believed him on that timeline,

but it's been like a couple of years now

and he seems to just be getting more and more comfortable.

- Oh... Ah... oh... - Yo.

Yo, Xan! Are you trying to get in on the cold plunge grind there?

No, dude, I'm just trying to sleep, low-key.

You guys still sleeping in super late?

I mean, it's...

- It's, like, 5:00, dude. - Oh. Oh, God.

Yo, but Molly and I were talking and, uh...

Oh. This is the hardest part. Right here, before you go numb. Oh...

- Right, yeah. - It sucks.

But I was just wondering if you've, like, I don't know, been looking for places

or taking any steps, like, in that direction or...

I got to bail. Can you hand me that towel right there?

Yeah, but after I hand you the towel, could we...

Xan, the towel, man. My dick's going in, man.

I can feel it going in.

Look, at heart, I'm an artist.

Everyone knows that.

But I don't know, man.

Lately, I've just been focusing on optimizing my lifestyle,

which all starts with a morning routine.

Let me educate you.

Wake up at 4:20 a.m.

and just get ready to penetrate the day.

Measure out exactly 18 grams of coffee beans.

Brew 'em.

Film myself getting a little cold plunge in.

List out my yearly goals, followed by

a 45-minute meditation in the middle of the living room.

After that, I'll knock out some work, if I have time...

and then the second half of my day

mostly consists of doing yoga.

And listening to podcasts where white guys with rich dads give life advice.

Drinking your own piss is, hands down,

the best way to retain your nutrients.

I haven't eaten all week. I'm just recycling.

I will easily live to be about 200.

Yeah, dude, like, I'm-I'm glad you're on your routine and all that,

but I just feel like it's not actually making you any money.

You know? Or getting you any closer to actually moving out of the house.

Listen, Xan, I hear you, but...

I just can't help but feel what you're saying

to me right now is a projection of your own insecurities

because you no longer have the wettest truck in Simi.

Damn.

I was pretty sure that wasn't at all my intention

for starting this conversation, but after Wade brought it up,

I was like "Maybe I do have an ulterior motive."

Usually, when I'm feeling insecure,

I can remind myself, like, "at least I have a bigger truck than that fool."

But I don't right now.

It has me feeling like I might have to get unnaturally jacked

in order to be sicker than Jatthew at the reunion.

Especially since Wade isn't even gonna be there.

Dude, I'm gonna be there.

You're not even in class of 2010, though.

I'll just be someone's plus-one.

Pretty sure you can't be someone's plus-one unless it's a significant other.

Hmm. Well, how would they even prove you're someone's sig?

I think you have to suck face at the door when prompted.

What?

Fine, I'll just go with Lexy, then.

That'd be sick.

Lexy and I are, like, low-key star-crossed lovers.

Our timing has just never really been right.

I really thought it was gonna go down in Cabo at Xan's bachelor party, but...

Lexy?

People from our past just keep cockblocking us

at, like, the least opportune moments.

I've been responding to all of her stories with a fire emoji, though,

so I think it's only a matter of time.

Dude.

It is only a matter of time, and I agree.

You should start hooking up with Lexy

for the sole purpose of securing a reunion invite.

Well, no, I'm...

That's what's up.

And by the time she realizes your whole evil plan,

you'll already have attended the reunion,

- so it won't even matter. - Yeah, dude,

but I actually kind of like her, though...

Anyways, back to me.

All this talk about the reunion has given me clarity.

I know what I need to do to secure my sickness.

And that's get the biggest truck in all of Simi.

Holy shit, that's genius.

Yeah. And...

I'm gonna be the most jacked.

Dude, I can train you. You should hop on my morning routine grind.

Oh, dude, that'd be so helpful.

Oh, wait.

- Shoot. - What?

You said I had to move out. Bummer.

Wait. Hey.

Forget that. You're staying.

- You mean it? - Yeah.

- Oh, sick. - Dude.

- Yes! - It's gonna be so sick.

Dude, it's gonna be awesome.

Obviously, I had dreams of coming to the reunion as a pro skater.

I mean, I was raw as in high school.

I'm just too injury-prone.

But that's not really something I talk about.

I like to keep that, uh, at the deepest parts of my heart.

- Yo, what up, Mr. Meyer? - What's up, G?

But, yeah, I've been a lit teacher at Simi High

for the past year.

And recently, you know, my ego's just been in full-blown spiral mode, so...

um, I think it's time for that promotion.

Knock-knock.

- Oh. You just gonna walk right in, huh? - Yeah.

- What up. Ms. B? - Good morning, Bryce. What's up?

Got you an apple.

Oh, thank you.

Seems like this one has a... hole in it.

Yeah, I smoked out of it earlier, so...

So, what'd you want to talk about, Bryce?

You know, it's been over a year. I've been killing it.

- Well... - Yeah, I was thinking about, like, a promotion.

- You know? - Yeah...

That's not typically how we do promotions, um, but what'd you have in mind?

What's, like, the position under your, like, directly under your position?

That would be vice-principal.

I'll take it.

- You want to be vice-principal? - Yeah.

Um, well, unfortunately that position has been filled.

By who?

Mrs. Stringbaum.

Janet?

Yeah. Is that a problem?

Backstabbing bitch.

- Excuse me? - Uh...

I said, "That's tight. That's sick."

- Really? - Yeah.

'Cause it sounded like you said, "That backstabbing bitch."

Nah, I didn't say that, actually.

Uh, you're tripping, so I'm gonna take my pipe back.

And I'll see you.

Mrs. Stringbaum?

Dude, she definitely only got the job

because she has the most teacher-y sounding name.

I thought we were homies, but as a wise

and definitely super unproblematic

singer-songwriter Chris Brown once said,

"These hoes ain't loyal."

♪ No... these hoes ain't loyal. ♪

And that was straight-up written about Janet Stringbaum.

Hey.

Watch your back, Stringbaum.

I'm not the kind of guy that just folds under pressure,

goes out without a fight.

So, after hearing about Janet completely butt-ramming my mouth,

I had to devise an incredibly sick plan.

- What's up, Bryce? - Yo.

Got your note.

What's going on, dude?

Are you struggling with, like, feelings of inadequacy

leading up to the reunion, or what's up, bro?

What? No.

Uh, okay, long story short, that position, vice-principal position,

Mrs. Stringbaum snagged it out from under my nose, bruh.

And did she know that you wanted it, like, super badly?

Like, you were working hard towards it?

Not really. No.

But, I mean, you have been working hard

- towards it? - No. Not at all.

But she knew, like, deep down you really wanted it?

You just hadn't expressed that to her yet?

No, I just found out about it today.

- The position, so... - Oh, damn, bro. Wow.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Okay, that makes it, like, harder to empathize with you over this.

- But it's... - Look, dude.

We have to organize a boycott. Okay?

- Okay. - We have to tell

the entire school, especially Mrs. Stringbaum,

that if she doesn't step down from this VP posish,

none of us are coming to class next year.

I mean, we're seniors.

So, like, we're gonna graduate and go to college and shit.

We're not coming back next year.

Are you joking? What do you mean?

I'm going to Simi State and he's going to U of Simi.

- Yeah. - But we're gonna see each other on the weekends.

- Yeah, all the time, bro. - You know, like try to make it work long-distance.

I'm not worried at all. Don't you remember, we asked you

for those letters of recommendation, like, like, like, months ago?

Yeah, and I said," college, you don't need it."

We all laughed.

- Yeah. - Yeah. We thought you were kidding.

- Yeah. - Did you not write those letters?

Those are important.

So you guys are betraying me? I thought, uh, thought we were boys.

We are boys, dude, but, like... I mean,

but we're not gonna, like, sabotage our futures

just to kick with you at high school.

Wow.

After everything I taught you, this is how you repay me?

Well, I guess it's gonna be pretty hard to get into college

when you both are failing this class.

Yeah, but we're not failing this class. We both have A's.

Hmm.

Wait, it doesn't look like that on my end.

Why don't you take a look at this?

Dude! That's illegal.

Listen to me.

I will not hesitate to do everything in my power

to make sure neither of you reach your full potential.

To make myself feel better.

All right? You got that?

Get the heck out of here.

Out of my sight.

What is that?

- Bye. - What's that mean?

Yo, Tuck.

The... you got to flip the hats around so the logos are facing out.

Otherwise, how are people gonna know

what's on the hat, you know?

Oh, shit.

Good call.

So, you're gonna do that right now?

Can I be honest with you, Johnny?

Kind of feel like you're micromanaging me right now.

- I am your manager. - Tucker, out. Go hide.

- Seriously, get out of here. - Yo, Duncles.

I don't have time for that.

Got a few questadillas about this, uh, upcoming...

I don't have time. I don't have time for that, dude.

I have to make it look like I'm working really hard.

- Tessa's about to be here. - Okay, but I was working really hard.

Okay, well, not everything's about you.

Sucks for you.

Dani, hey.

Everything was going according to plan, dude.

Everything.

I went on my 45-minute date with Dani, she drops me off,

I run into Dunc Surf

trying to get ready for my date with Tessa,

and then Dani walks in two minutes before Tessa's supposed to show up.

At this point, I just got to hope Tessa gets into a car crash or something.

Nothing fatal.

But definitely something that'll slow her down.

You, uh, you left your Savages DVD in the car, so...

Oh, you should just hang on to it.

You should check it out. It's actually pretty good.

What's up, Johnny? Of course you're here not doing shit.

I was working pretty hard.

Were you working?

Then why are all those hats backwards?

I leave for one hour and everything goes so south.

- Pathetic. - Look, I'm swamped right now.

I would love to hang out, but I-I really can't.

I have to get back to work.

Okay.

Hey, Dani.

Tessa, what are you doing here?

Um, I just needed to swing by

and pick up...

pick up some wax.

- Huh. - Um...

what about you? What are you doing here?

Uh, I was just here because I was, I was...

picking up some grip tape.

Oh, word?

You needed new grip tape?

I was out.

Well, we have grip tape and we have wax, so...

- Johnny, can you help them instead of, like...? - Yes. Yeah.

Having both baes on either side of me

in another extremely close call is really getting me

to thinking that this is just not a sustainable situation.

Like, it's not fair to them, but mostly it's not fair to me.

I think it's about time I keep it real.

Not now, but soon.

20 bucks for wax?

Would you like to leave a tip?

30, 35 or 40%?

Couldn't risk either of them getting suspicious,

so I actually just

cha-charged them both double.

So, can, um, can you approve these logos

that Wade sent over for the drop?

Dude, I do not have the bandwidth for that right now.

Did you not see what just transpired?

I've been pretty patient about doing all the work

at the shop while Duncan fabricates an elaborate lie

that I'm a bad employee to use as an alibi

to cheat on both of his girlfriends.

But enough is enough.

Okay, Dunc.

I'm just gonna vocalize some words real quick.

This is unsustainable, bro.

Dani and Tess are the homies, you know?

It's not fair to them, it's not fair to the shop.

And most importantly, bruv,

it's not fair to you.

Wow. Thank you, dude.

- I care about you. - Just never thought of it like that.

Um, hey, could you do me a favor real quick?

Um, could you go yourself?

You have the nerve... no, the gall...

to come in here and gaslight me?

Bro, I'm spitting facts.

Dude, you're spitting fables.

Do you know how much pressure I'm under right now?

That's what I'm saying, though.

Okay, well, you know what I'm saying?

You, Johnny Johnny Mendez, are fired.

- Ah, Agoura. - Hey.

Hi.

- What's up? - What's up? Oh.

Me and Agoura were super close after we dissected a frog

in Mr. Dalton's physiology class freshman year.

But then Xan asked me to homecoming,

and we just, like, kind of stopped talking.

But then she texted me the other day that she ran into Xan,

and she has a once-in-a-lifetime business opportunity.

Lexy wanted to check it out, too.

Not exactly sure why Wade is here, though.

You look so... different.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

- Yeah. - You look so, like, the same.

How are you? How's Hawk?

He's great, yeah. He's getting so old.

They grow up so fast.

You have no idea.

He just, uh, he moved out of the house.

So it's just me and Xan there now.

And Wade, I guess.

Yeah, I'm just kind of between projects right now, so, you know,

focusing on optimizing my daily routine,

- stuff like that. - Fun.

- That's fun, so... - What is this business opportunity?

'Cause, you know, I've been really looking for my truck. Metaphorically.

I feel that.

Everybody deserves their truck. Metaphorically.

- Yeah. - Molly,

how would you feel about getting into real estate?

Um, yes, please.

- Yeah? - Yeah!

Okay, let's get right into it.

So, do you own a real estate company or something?

Something like that.

What do you mean "something like that"?

Lexy, chill. You're blowing this for us.

I asked two questions, Molly.

Basically, you pay a one-time membership fee every month

of $5,000 directly to me, and then you can get into

our open house parties, events.

You can be on our reality show.

So, is it a one-time fee, or is it once every month?

Exactly. Well, okay, you guys,

- the best part is... - Lexy.

Hey.

So, you going to the reunion, or what's up?

- Yeah. - That's sick 'cause I'm gonna be there, too, so...

I mean, I'm not, like, technically invited yet or whatever,

but, like, there's got to be some way

that I could go, right?

Yeah. Sorry, Agoura, what were you saying?

That's okay.

So, basically, like, the best part is, you recruit people...

and then you make commission

off of everyone that they bring in.

L-Like a funnel.

- Exactly. Exactly. - Like a funnel.

What is the commission on, though?

Like, houses, McMansions.

Lately we've been really into gentrification.

Ooh. Brilliant.

And I don't really like to say numbers, but I have been making

between $240,000 and $250,000 a year.

So, $245,000 per year?

I'm not really comfortable sharing numbers.

So, what do you think?

Are you in?

Oh, we're in.

Shake.

Hector,

knock, bro. Geez.

My bad, dawg.

Wait, were you doing something sketchy again?

Yes.

I've been looking for you, dawg.

You went to the juice bar like five hours ago.

Yeah, well, I've been looking for something, Hector.

Like what, dawg?

The biggest truck in all of Simi.

Oh, shit, dawg.

- Yeah. - And did you find it o qué?

You know, I found some options.

I found good stuff on, um, Google Images.

Just need to make sure I can afford it.

How we doing on business?

Why...? You look like you're about to tell me something

I don't want to hear. Tell me something good, man.

Look, dawg, I hate to be the wolf of bad news,

- bro, but... - Hold on. The what?

The-the wolf of bad news?

You know, like... like the bear of bad news,

but a wolf instead 'cause it's worse.

Bro. No, it's the bearer of bad news.

It's not... it's not a bear of...

Yeah, I don't think so, bro.

But going back to the sales,

sales are... they're-they're pretty down right now, dawg.

What seems to be the ish?

Honestly...

I think the new truck nuts are a little too realistic, bro.

We've been Simi Valley's number one truck nut installer

for almost three years now.

I thought it was crazy when we installed 300 sacks.

So, to be sitting here, telling you we've officially

installed over 1,500 sacks

is just nuts... pun intended.

But lately it's just kind of seeming like our nut tech

has gotten a little too good.

Um...

yeah, I don't see what the problem is. Those look just like my nuts.

Yeah, dawg, I think that is the problem, you know?

I don't think anybody wants to look at a realistic pair of nuts.

Is it the ball hairs?

I think it's the hairs, dawg, the flimsiness of it,

the length.

This one hangs

- a little lower than the right. - Yeah.

That's me. Remember, they-they made the,

- the cast with my nuts. - Yeah.

- It was a super awkward day in here, remember? - Yeah.

- They put my nuts in the, in the mold, dude. - I remember, I remember.

So, I mean, bro, centimeter for centimeter,

that is my nut sack in your hand.

I hear you, dawg. I hear you.

Hector...

keep it one hundo with me.

Does this mean I can't afford the biggest truck in all of Simi?

Yeah,

no, dawg.

Seems like

I'm pretty much facing every type of adversity known to man.

But the thought of showing up to the reunion

without the sickest truck has just been

haunting my dreams.

I just cannot allow that to happen.

I will have the best truck

at the Simi High ten-year reunion,

or my name isn't Xander Hussein Sanders.

The reunion is only two weeks away,

so I thought the best way to figure out a game plan

would be to invite the squad over for a kickback.

- Yo. - What's up, boy?

But really it's just a brainstorm sesh in disguise.

What's up, bro?

We got a real, uh, Daenerys Targaryen over here on the grill.

Shut up, Bryce, everyone likes a little char, dude.

Xan, you're looking swole, bro.

- Oh, thanks, dude. - Swollen.

About time someone said something.

All right, enough of that, guys.

We got two weeks till the reunion, so I thought it'd be a good time

to do a quick, uh, squad sickness update.

Bryce, you secure that promotion?

No, I actually got mad betrayed by everyone over there,

so I'm just gonna focus on being the most tatted.

Oh, word. So you can focus all your efforts on

helping me find the biggest truck in Simi?

Precisely, yeah. I'm already yatted, so...

I don't know, dude,

Finneas Bustamante is looking pretty yatted these days.

Yo, he is looking yatted... damn... and jacked.

Shut up, dude, you're not even coming, bro.

- I am coming. - Oh, yeah?

- You coming? - Yeah, I'm gonna come.

- You're coming? - With Lexy.

I'm gonna rizz her up when she gets here, probably.

That's why I'm wearing so much cologne.

Yeah, I thought I smelled ass.

Dude, everyone is so distracted.

I'm holding it together, like, super well,

but unbeknownst to the squad, I'm pissed off.

Guys, shut up and focus! Come on!

Yeah, shut up, guys.

If we're gonna be pulling up in Xan's truck,

we have to make sure he wins Truck of the Year.

Thank you.

Luckily, I'm living with him, and for the foreseeable future,

so I can be super helpful, but, like,

we're gonna need all hands on deck.

- Hey. - Dunc, you can help, right?

Duncan.

Dude, I have a lot going on right now, okay? Jesus.

I have a drop coming up.

Oh, yeah? You got a big drop coming up?

And I'm still trying to figure out that whole situation over there, so...

Oh, yeah.

What's your plan there, dude?

Yeah, what's the plan with that, Dunc?

I've made my decision.

I'm gonna let you guys know tomorrow, 5:00 p.m. PST.

Already made hats.

You're gonna do it like you're committing to a college?

That's exactly what I'm gonna do, Wade.

After running into Dani at Dunc Surf,

I feel like I should probably make sure she wouldn't feel weird

about me showing up to the reunion with Duncan.

And I feel like this conversation has the potential to be very awkward,

so I thought it would be best to quickly rip one to the dome to calm my nerves.

- There were like, what, six? - Oh!

So, Dani, how's it going?

Um, I mean, I'm a little rattled by the way

you just housed that El Brazo Especial, but otherwise I'm pretty good.

How are things with, um, you and Duncan?

What?

Are things, like, awkward between you guys?

Like, do you guys talk?

Ooh, Tessa.

That's, like, a super fricking random question. Um...

I love you.

I love you.

Like, maybe, like, one or two times in total, but not really, no.

What about you?

- I love you. - I love you.

- Um... I actually... - Dani,

have you considered purchasing a home?

- Uh... - I recently got into real estate.

- Oh, cool. - Shot you over a few links.

- Yeah, no, I saw. - You see the links?

- I saw the links. So many. - I love that.

- Like, 20 or 30 links. - Mm-hmm.

Is it just me,

or did Molly become a real estate agent, like, one week ago?

- Let's buy something soon, yeah? - I think I hear the door.

- Is it the door? - It's the time!

- Hi. - Wow. - Get over here.

- What's up, family? Sun salutations. - How are you?

Oh, it's so good to see you.

Yo, I thought that was your boy, dawg.

You're just gonna let him swoop your girl like that?

She wants to play the old

"bring his former college roommate

"to the kickback to make him jealous" strategy.

Classic.

Look, I went to college with Aldis. I lived with him.

He threw my art show with me.

I know him very well.

Like, they're so not right for each other.

It's like, I don't even care. Like, they would never end up together.

Wa-de!

You gonna beat his ass?

Yeah.

Yo. Blindside him, fool.

Straight knock him right now.

- I will right now. - Knock him, dude.

- What's happening? - My guy!

Hey! Oh!

Oh, my heart just skipped a beat, dude.

- What's up? - Oh, nothing, man.

- It's so sick that you're here, man. - Yeah? How are you?

It's great to see you, dude. I'm good, man. How are you?

Yeah, are... you're good?

- Yeah, dude. I'm awesome. - Okay.

You just seem kind of stressed.

You here with Lexy?

Yeah, dude. That's my little ginger tea, dude.

- What? - Yeah.

Crazy she brought you, man. Super chill, though.

Well, we've been hanging out a lot lately.

- You guys have been hanging out? - Yeah, dude, spending a lot of time.

Went to the desert last weekend, realigned her throat chakra.

That's so good to hear.

- Yeah. - I love chakras. Yeah, dude.

Nice. Are you sure everything's okay?

Yo, speaking of knocking fools,

where's your boy at, Xan?

Who?

Your son Hawk? Is he coming?

Yeah, he'll be here in a little.

He better not show up.

I mean...

He's gonna show up, so...

He'd better not.

In case you didn't know, I'm not a fan of Xander's son.

Never been. Never will be.

Yo, why is he looking at me like that?

What's up, little bud? You got a staring problem, pal?

Like what, dude? He's just looking at you. He's a baby.

- He's just looking at you. - Look at his face. Dumb little face.

Stop.

Yo, Xan, get your boy, dawg.

- Hey. Hey. Hey. - He's little, dude.

- What's going on? - What'd you say?

Since he was only one, it's just been nonstop beef.

But at the end of season two, I thought I'd be bigger man and finally squash it.

But a couple years later, when he was all grown up,

that fool came up to me at Xander's wedding still pissed.

Still can't believe you threatened to lock me in a hot car

with the windows rolled up, though.

- You remember that? - Watch your back.

'Cause this beef is officially back on.

All right, then.

At this point, I don't even care if it's Xander's son.

And I don't care how old he is.

If he shows up, it's hands on sight.

And that's on gang for real, for real, my baby.

Hawk!

Aw.

- Mom, hi. - Hi.

- Aw, thank you for coming. - Of course. - DANI: Look at him.

- Hawk, look at you. - Hi, how are you?

- Aw. - Good to see you, buddy.

- Gonna go kick it with the boys? - Leave me alone, Mom.

Hey.

What's up? Uncle Wade!

- What's up, sport? - What's up? Good to see you.

- How are you? - Hey.

- What's up, kid? - Yo. -

- Dad. - What's up, son?

Wasn't he just, like, 18 at the wedding?

- Yeah. - I know. He grew up so fast.

Isn't that weird, though?

He's like an old guy now.

- Lexy. Don't be rude. - Seriously?

Oh, snap. Hey, Bryce, I didn't even see you there.

All right, guys, back to my truck.

So, I've been looking online,

and it's been pretty hard to find a truck in the right price range

that's sicker than Jatthew's.

Dude, that's so true, Jatthew's truck is sick.

Thank you, Duncan.

Why don't you just steal Jatthew's truck?

What do you mean?

These fools, dude.

I'm saying we jack the truck,

replace the sound system, get a better one,

paint it matte black, ̊ and then it's your truck.

And they won't have one for the reunion. Problem solved.

I mean, it-it would be way less expensive.

So true. What do you think about all this, Hawk?

To be honest,

I really want to contribute right now to this conversation,

but I'm getting these seriously off vibes from Duncan and Johnny.

What's up with you guys?

What are you talking...? We're good. Everything's chill.

No, yeah, I'm definitely sensing, like, a lot of dark aura energy right here.

- Something is definitely not okay right here, you know? - Right?

Yeah, I noticed that earlier, I just... I-I just didn't want to hear about it.

Everything is fine between me and Johnny, okay?

We got in a little tiff and he got fired from work, but...

Wait, what?

- Good call. Smart. - Besides that, everything's cool.

You fired Johnny? That's so weird, dude. He's your best friend.

Everything's fine, guys. Seriously, everything is cool. Right?

I mean, nah. Not cool at all.

Like, I'm feeling very overwhelmed and, um...

like, I don't know where to... what to do with my life now.

For real. Like, I just was doing...

All right, all right, all right, okay, okay, we get it, we get it.

Duncan, let him speak.

Yo, stay out of this, big guy.

Shut up, Bryce. It's not my fault you sucked at skating.

Duncan,

your vibes haven't been posi for months.

And on top of that, you're being mean to me

while we're getting ready for a huge drop

and I'm running Dunc Surf solo?

All so you can date Dani and Tessa while lying about it and blaming me?

- What? - What?

Duncan, was he serious?

What is that in her hand?

Dude, it's a parabolic microphone. They could hear everything we were saying.

Why does she have that?

Molly, why are you eavesdropping?!

I-I was just showing them how it works.

- You've been dating Duncan? - Yeah, since the wedding.

What? I've been dating him since the wedding.

I'm so confused. You guys are both dating Duncan?

Hey, guys. Um, listen...

First of all, let's just chill out, okay?

Um, I can fix this, all right? I have a plan.

Have you seen the movie Savages?

The extremely underrated Oliver Stone movie

with Blake Lively where she's dating two hot guys at the same time

and they're living in a harmonious throuple?

Exactly, yes.

So, I was thinking, what if the three...?

- Oh! - Oh!

- Oh! - Oh, my God.

I'm gonna start a podcast just so I can talk shit about you.

- Oh! - You don't mean that, honey, you don't mean that.

Maybe I'll sleep with one of your best friends.

Oh!

Which one, you think?

We can figure this out.

Tess. Dan.

- Idiot. - Idiot.

Yo, yo. Hey, man.

You mind hooking me up with some grip tape for this deck?

I don't know, could you hook me up with reviving two shattered relationships

with my ex-girlfriends who just beat my ass while my friends watched?

Nah, just the grip tape's fine.

- Yeah, dude, give me your board, totally. - Appreciate this. Thank you.

- Awesome. - Yo!

- Yo, yo, yo, yo, chill, chill. - Chill, chill, chill.

- He swung at me, dawg. He swung at me. - I obviously did not.

- You swung at him? - No, why would I do that?

- Hold me back, dawg. - No.

Okay, I-I'm just gonna go to Cal Surf, fool.

- No! Wait, come back! - Just leave, bro. Let's go outside.

- Come on. We're gonna smoke a "J." - Come back!

You need a rip. Let's go.

I had it all. Two smoking-hot girlfriends.

My own surf/skate shop.

A completely filled-out punch card from Franco's Tacos.

And now it's all gone.

You... don't realize how sad that moment is

when you're eating those tacos

and you don't have the punch card anymore.

And they won't even let you punch another card

until you come the next time.

The free tacos can't count towards your next punch card.

They told me that. They made sure I knew that.

And I might even go to Michael's and get my own hole puncher.

- Feel any better? - No.

Still feel melancholy AF.

Oh, that reminds me, dude. Your dad came by earlier today.

He said buying the shop was a horrible investment,

and if you don't get your numbers up by the reunion,

he's turning it into a vape shop.

- What? - I know.

Dude, the reunion's in ten days.

Why did you wait till after the "J" to tell me that?

'Cause if you knew, you would have bailed on the "J."

Of course I would have bailed on the "J." I can't be high right now.

Exactly. I knew it.

But, yeah, your dad seems pretty dead set on tanking this spot, man.

He even offered me a job at his store down the street.

- What a dick. - I know, right?

- I low-key took it, too. - What?

It's wild, bro. I work at Cal Surf now.

Well, I should probably get going, honestly.

Your dad runs a tight ship, bro.

- Dude, what? - I don't want to be late.

Tucker, what the "S"? What am I gonna do now?

Well, my Uber's here. I got to go.

How did you time that so perfectly?

Tucker.

Tuck.

Tuck!

Tucker.

What's good? Welcome back to Oh, My Pod!

The most inspirational pod in all of Simi.

For sure.

I just want to start off by saying

that I think the problem with this generation

is that guys these days,

they just want to date two women at once and own a surf shop, you know?

After I discovered that Duncan

was cheating on me with his ex-girlfriend and my third best friend,

I started sending him a bunch of angry voice memos.

And that's when I discovered

I love the sound of my own voice.

That's why I decided to start the pod.

Because I know Wade feels the same way.

- Here's what you do. - What?

You buy a cheap fixer-upper for one, 1.5,

you know, put 500 into it, sell it for $15 million.

- It's easier than you think it is, you know? - Exactly.

Well, that's what I'm talking about when it comes

- to manifesting, gratitude journaling. - Yeah. Mm-hmm.

If you think about it, you can achieve it.

You've kind of inspired me right now, and I just want to say...

- Right. And so, if you use... - Here's the thing, though.

- One of my manifestation techniques... - It's like my dumb older brother and his dumb wife want me

- to mess up my morning routine... - you can uplift yourself the same way

- that I manifest everything in my life. - And get a nine-to-five, which I'm not cool with.

- I'm gonna drop that link in the bio for you guys. - How am I supposed to...?

- Guys! - Exactly, Wade. - It makes no sense...

Sup?

Dude, Molly, can you not? We're rolling, clearly.

Oh, my God. Xan!

And, actually, that brings us to our sponsor...

Okay, we talked about this.

You said you were telling him to move,

not telling him to set up a podcast studio.

Okay, I know, but he's been really helpful with the truck search

and it's good to, like, have him here for, you know, research purposes.

To be honest, this kind of feels like the last straw.

Okay, here we go again with the last straw.

What does that even mean, Molly?

Like, what kind of a situation even involves picking straws

and the last one sucks?

Like, what is that? Is it a sea turtle thing?

Because I told you, that's all propaganda to distract us

from the fact that the real problem is industrial fishing boats, Molly.

They kill way more sea turtles than plastic straws.

It's a metaphor!

I told you, I hate metaphors!

Why are you so aggro lately?

- I'm not aggro. - 'Kay.

Honestly, Molly has said "This is the last straw" so many times,

I'm starting to feel like this is the last straw.

Plus, I don't even use straws.

Well, guess there was that one time.

But not anymore.

If Wade isn't out of the house by the reunion,

we're done.

And I mean actual last straw.

Where are you even going?

To work.

To sell houses so one of us can show up to the reunion looking sick,

you tiny-truck-having ass.

After my conversation with Molly, it's pretty clear

that stealing Jatthew's truck

should be the number one priority in my life right now.

It's a complicated operation, though.

So I decided to call an emergency heist-planning meeting.

You guys all watch Ocean's Eleven like I told you to?

- Mm-hmm. - Sick.

All right, so, look, as far as the plan goes...

Molly's real estate company is having a broker's open at Jatthew's house.

I was gonna say we put a spy cam on her

to send her in and get some intel,

but unfortunately she's gone rogue and can't be trusted.

So what I'm thinking is...

Can you guys have this conversation somewhere else?

Sandra, eyes down, take the test, okay?

And if anybody else wants to listen in on this sick convo

between me and my bros over here, that's detention.

We're trying, but it's kind of hard when you're discussing

such felonious behavior in front of us.

Yeah, I don't want to be an accessory to this weak-ass plan.

"Weak plan"? I'm sorry, dude.

It's not a weak plan, okay? This is gonna be sick.

- Are you even going to the reunion? - Ooh.

Duh.

All right, beta. This guy doesn't even burn, dude.

We all know.

You told your high school homies I don't burn?

- Yeah. - Come on, dude.

Hey, screw you, guys. You know, I do burn.

All right, everybody shut up.

Unless you have a sick idea for me and my bruhs,

I don't want to hear a peep.

Why don't you guys just steal the trucks during the open house

while everyone's distracted inside?

Yeah, I mean that's a good idea.

I like the whole Ocean's Eleven thing.

But if you're gonna do it, like,

you guys should dress up as the wait staff.

It would be kind of sick to dress up as the wait staff.

I've, like, always wanted to do that.

Could you imagine?

Dressing up like the wait staff? Oh, man.

I'm getting fired up just thinking about it.

- You're excited about that? - Yeah, have y...? Have you guys not...?

No, dude, this plan works.

You and Johnny dress as the wait staff.

Bryce shows up, creates a diversion.

- Me and Duncan... - Oh, dude, no, dude.

I don't think we can rely on Johnny for this, man.

Looks like he's doing ayahuasca with Aldis?

Goodness gracious.

Dunc, you really messed him up, bro.

That's my bad.

I think he's trying to smash Tess.

I beg your pardon?

From the back.

Would you be pissed if someone did that?

Uh, would I be pissed if someone was piping my ex?

Yeah, I'd b... I'd be pretty pissed off about that.

Bryce?

Oh, yeah, come on in. We're just having a meeting, you know?

Okay, what are y'all...? You know what, I don't even care.

Can I speak to you privately, please?

Ms. B, anything you want to say to me,

you can say in front of my boys and my class.

Okay, fine.

After hearing that you altered the grades of two of your students,

I'm putting you on indefinite administrative leave.

Y'all snitched?

If you want to stay in this family,

you got to sell houses.

And be hot.

I'll stab anyone in the back to get what I want.

My clients are some of the richest people

in the entire world.

High-profile clients.

I just like saying the word "clients."

Half the time I don't even understand how this business works.

But it's working.

- Hi! - Hey!

- Welcome to mi casa. - Oh, my.

Okay. Wait, this is your house?

Yeah, babes, this is my house.

Oh, why are you selling your house?

Well, I sell my house every quarter or so

to help keep the numbers up.

Oh. Seems... stressful.

I want to make the investors happy.

- They love to see money move. - Get that.

Um, the bathroom's right there if you want to change.

Oh, um, this is me.

Yeah, going with the suit.

- Oh, that's so cute. - Yeah.

I love that.

- Oh, my God, adorable. - Thanks. Yeah.

Ventura, Topanga?

Meet Molly.

- Hey, what's up? - Hey.

So, Molly, you're the new girl.

If there's one thing that I know

about Topanga,

it's that she is not afraid to drill the new girl.

So how many houses have you sold this quarter?

Uh, well, none.

You know, I just, I just started two weeks ago.

- So... - Molly, do you know

who I just sold a house to?

Oh, no, wh-who?

You know who Billie Eilish is?

Uh, yeah.

I just sold a house to her chiropractor, so...

Oh.

I bet you'd like to know who my clients are.

- Yeah. - Well, I can't tell you.

- That's super confidential. - Oh.

I sold a house to Howie Mandel.

No one cares, Ventura.

Speaking of clients, mine just arrived,

so I'll be right back.

Hey! Thank God you guys are here.

What is happening?

Is this an open house or is there, like,

another reality show being shot?

Ha, ha, so...: Just go with it.

Dani, what do you think?

I think it's pretty sick.

Want to make an offer?

I noticed that you had "flip houses for passive income"

- on your vision board. - I do.

But, you know, that's not until later in the year

after I've lived in the south of France.

We've talked about that.

Oh, you're gonna live in the south of France?

I'm manifesting it, yes.

Are you really, or are you gonna lie to my face

about that the way you lied to my face about dating Duncan?

I don't like what you're saying,

so I'm gonna put up a boundary RN.

Okay? I do not have the bandwidth for you.

Oh, my God, you guys, stop. Stop it.

This day has to go well for me, okay?

Play it cool.

Let's steal this truck, bro!

Dude, I am so dialed in right now.

Bro, me, too, I am dialed.

I am Buffalo Dialed Wings right now.

Yo, I'm Croco-dial Dundee right now.

- Dude, I'm Dialed-ly Cyrus, dude... - All right, enough with the puns, dude.

- They're not even funny. - Damn, dude.

- Where's Bryce, dude?! - Bro.

Uh, he said, "Can't make it, something came up, hit me up later."

What, are you yanking my nut sack, bro?

That's what he said.

Well, what, what should we do? Should we call it off?

Dude, can't you just mod the truck out yourself in your shop?

Like, we could use some of my, like, morning routine stuff

and Dani's manifestation techniques.

- It could be sick. - Hey, Wade?

Just because you have a podcast,

it doesn't make your ideas good.

Okay, bro?

Is manifestation going to get me the 100K that I need to mod out my truck?

No, the only thing that would yield that kind of cash

is selling my house, and there's no way in hell

Molly would let me do that.

So Wade should probably shut his trap.

Also, Bryce isn't here, dude?

This plan is going to shit.

No! No! No! No! No!

Someone just blocked it in.

The plan is ruined!

So it's getting pretty obvious that Xander's on steroids.

And I realize now that all the times he said he was going

to a juice bar...

it was a steroid juice bar.

And I don't know if he realizes you have to, like,

work out more when you're on steroids.

So it's not like he's that much bigger.

He's just, like, way more mad.

Bro, dude, I'll... it's fine.

It'll be okay, man. I'll just go inside and convince

whosever car it is that I think it's super sick and I want to go for a ride.

You seriously think you're gonna be able to convince someone

that their PT Cruiser is sick.

Dude, yes, man.

Bro, I can act.

You guys forget I'm an artist.

All right, well, in the words of Mark Zuckerberg,

let's go in there, jack this guy's shit,

paint it a different color, and pass it off as our own.

- Hell yeah. - "Steal Jatthew's truck" on three. One, two, three.

Steal Jatthew's truck.

I'll disable the camera with my lasers.

- Let's get tactical, boys. - Let's get tactical, boys.

You see any randos tonight, you know what to do, right?

Yeah, murder them.

What? No, just, like, ask them

- to leave nicely. - No.

- Spend a million dollars. - Nine-nine is hot.

No one cares about, like, seven.

- Smart is in. - Hors d'oeuvres?

Uh, I'm-I'm good.

Yo, by the way, do you guys know whose PT Cruiser that is outside?

No, why?

It's just super sick. I honestly might cop one.

Okay.

Totally.

Yo, do you guys know whose PT Cruiser that is in the driveway, by the way?

- Nah, man. - No?

- Wade? - You don't know? - No.

Lexy, what's up?

Didn't know you'd be here. What's up, JP?

- What's up, dude? - What are you doing here?

You're a waiter now?

Yeah, just making bank, you know?

Uh, trying to figure out whose sick-ass PT Cruiser's in the driveway, but...

Dude, that's mine. You dig it?

Oh. Uh...

yeah, dude.

Yes.

It's awesome. Wait, that's yours?

Yes, dude, that's mine.

All stock, no tints?

- You guessed it, brother. - Man, what a whip.

- Yeah. - Dude!

Crazy idea.

What if we went for a spin right now?

Like, right now?

I'm game if you're game.

Okay, uh...

see you, Lexy. Let's go.

Okay, my shift just ended, so let's do it.

First Wade acts like a kid because I brought

Aldis to the kickback. Now he shows up unannounced

to this party, dressed as a waiter,

all to stop me from talking to JP?

This is the type of immature, jealous boyfriend energy

that I am missing in my life.

Like, maybe I should invite Wade to the reunion.

So, Dani, what do you think?

Are you interested in buying this house or what?

Oh, um...

- not right now, no. - Oh.

Okay.

- Lexy, what about you? - How much is it?

2.3, but for you,

I could do 2.299.

Mm, I'm really gonna have to marinate on that for a beat.

Huh.

Okay, Molly, can I pull you for a quick chat?

- Yeah. - Okay, great.

I don't understand, what's going on? Is she poor?

No, no, like, she's not poor.

Her dad's actually, like, super rich.

I don't know what her deal is right now.

Okay, well, it's been two weeks.

You haven't sold a single home or gotten anyone

under you to take commission from.

The funnel is dying.

Look, do you even...

- want to do this? I don't get it. - I do, I just...

- Just what? - I just need more time.

Well, Molly, if you don't sell a house before the reunion...

I'm gonna have to ask you to kick rocks.

How am I supposed to sell a house this fast?

The only person I know who owns a house is me.

Am I gonna have to sell my own house?

Um, just give me a second, I'm gonna call Xander.

Oh, my God, Xander, I was literally just calling you.

So, I need a really big favor.

Uh, yeah, what's-what's up? What's good?

Okay, so, I know I just started this job

and that we really love our house, but... we're gonna need to sell it.

What? Like now?

Yeah, as soon as possible.

Well, this is perfect.

Just when I was about to steal Jatthew's truck...

Oh, my God.

Uh... I was just kidding.

Point is,

Molly just came through with a solution

to get enough funds to trick out the truck myself.

Now I just need to pretend that I didn't also want this.

Ah!

That way, I have leverage.

All right, fine, but only 'cause I love you so much.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

- Oh, my God. - But I just might need one thing, though.

- Anything. - If we do sell the house,

would I maybe be able to take some of those funds

and allot them to building out my truck?

I mean... it's only fair.

All right, then, but you owe me big-time.

Thank you.

- Yeah. - Xan.

What are you doing here?

Yeah, what are you doing here?

And why do you look so sketch?

Are those the keys to my truck?

Oh. Uh...

Don't say another word.

I'm not stupid.

I know what you're doing, dude.

And I'm not even mad.

- You're not? - No, man.

Xander Sanders showing up to my pad

dressed as a robber

on some kinky role play shit?! My guy!

You're about to raw-dog her in my truck, huh?

Yup.

Oh, my God. Were you, really?

Yeah, I was... I was about to...

like, rail you so hard.

- Pound Town, right? - Oh, dude.

You know it, dude. I'm the mayor of Pound Town.

Oh, dude, I love that.

- Yes. - Yeah.

Yeah. I love it, dude. God, yes.

Wow.

You have my blessing, bro.

You two have fun in there, okay?

There's a remote for the TV in the center console

- if you want to throw on a flick. - Oh, my God.

- Okay. - Whoa.

All right.

Go get in Jatthew's truck, wait 45 minutes,

come back in looking disheveled, and tell him

you just had the best sex of your life. All right?

- Go. - Wait, wait, what? What are you talking about?

So we're not actually smashing right now?

Then what are you doing here?

There's no time to explain.

Okay, well, what am I supposed to do, just sit in the truck

for, like, 45 minutes?

That is not even realistic. It's more like five.

Okay, fine. 20.

Ten.

Molly, I just let you sell the house.

Okay? You owe me big-time. Big-time.

Wait, what's he doing?

- Dude, what happened? - Change of plans.

Yeah.

- Pretty cool. - Yeah.

So stoked you dig the whip, though.

Yeah, Jatthew and them always give me shit for it.

At least I actually bought this.

You know, I'd rather own my own car than take out a bunch of

frauded out loans and get a sick one like Jatthew's.

Only a matter of time till the Feds catch on to his bullshit.

Oh, yeah, totally, man, totally.

Wait. What the hell?

What?

Uh, nothing, dude. We should dip.

Um, fire car, though.

Wait, you don't want to smoke this?

Uh, I wish we had time, dude, but I-I really got to get back.

We just drove up to Chet's Peak, though.

I'd love to, man, but I just... there's no time.

Ah. So it is true.

Wait a minute. What's true?

Nothing.

No, what's, what's true?

Wait, wait, wait. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Hold your horses. What's true?

I just heard that you don't burn.

Okay, you think I, Wade Colonel Sanders, doesn't burn?

Okay, yeah, right.

Well, then, you either chief this thing down,

or it's official that you don't burn.

Was that good for you?

There is no way that's happening right now.

I'm sick of these games, man.

- Dude where is he? - Dude, he hasn't texted me back.

He's taking way too long. We got to just dip.

Yeah, it, let's just dip.

- Let's just dip, dude. - Go, go, go, go, go, go.

- Let's just dip. - Go, go, go.

Oh, come on. Hey!

Dude! No.

All right, well, uh, maybe I'll see you later, Wade, or...

- - Wade. - What?

- Maybe I'll see... - Yeah, for sure.

Wow, dude. Wow.

Yo, it was too hot, bro. We had to dip.

What? I can see you right there. Just back up.

- All right, should we pull it back for him? - I don't know.

I can hear you debating it. Just come back.

All right, fine.

Yo, what happened? I moved the PT.

Dude, could you not find the keys?

No, I had 'em, but then I ran into Molly and Jatthew, dude.

- Oh, God. Was he onto you? - No.

It's, like, a long weird story, but basically,

Molly's selling the house, and now I have enough money

to mod out the truck myself.

- Wait, what? - Wait, what?

Wait, why did we just do all this?

Yeah, dude, you're selling the house? Where am I gonna live, dude?

- Really, dude, really? - Where am I gonna do my podcast?

That's your first concern? Where are you gonna do your podcast?

Yeah, dude, definitely.

Look, it's way better this way, all right?

We're not committing a felony, we're not stealing Jatthew's truck.

We just got to get to the body shop and build out my truck.

We, dude?!

We just wasted all this time.

Dude, I can't do this right now, dude.

I have to get back to Dunc Surf before my dad shuts me down.

You're seriously gonna ruin our reunion pull-up situation

'cause you're a terrible small business owner, dude?

Dude, just give it up, okay?

You're not gonna have a sicker truck than Jatthew in time, okay?

Dude, we should have just stolen Jatthew's truck.

Would have been way easier than this.

You know what, boys?

I'm headed to the body shop, all right?

If you guys aren't gonna help, get out of the car right now.

Whatever, dude, I live two blocks away, I'll walk.

All right.

You're still gonna take me home, right?

- I'll take you. - All right, fine.

- Great. Glad that's settled and everyone has rides. - Cool. Good.

Now get the out of my car, dude.

Goddamn it! Ugh!

This is pretty much my all-is-lost moment.

Stupid pencils.

I've given all I could to this truck search.

But without the boys helping me,

I just don't think it's possible.

Xander.

Dad?

What are you doing here?

Well, I come here to see you, make sure you're okay...

Hell, I haven't seen you the whole damn movie.

Yeah, well, whatever, I've just been busy, okay?

What the hell are you doing?

I don't think I'm gonna have the sickest truck in time for the reunion.

Okay? I-I-I tried, but I just...

I just don't think I'm gonna do it. I don't think I have time,

I don't think I have the resources.

And I'm, and I'm sorry, all right?

I let you down, I let Grandpa down.

And I'm just a big failure, but it's fine.

I'll just be the most jacked.

Oh, son, son, is that what this is all about? Huh?

You think that I'm gonna be upset if you don't win that

Truck of the Year trophy from your high school reunion?

Yeah.

Ah, Xander.

You're goddamn right.

I wouldn't be upset.

I'd be goddamn furious.

I'd be embarrassed of you.

Disappointed in you.

I would no longer be able to call you my son.

But, Dad...

You better win that trophy.

Hector.

It's go time.

What does that even mean, dawg?

It means it's time to execute Plan C.

How long do we have?

Pbbt. Dude, like 72 hours.

72 two hours? No, dawg, that's impossible.

I know, right? Let's do this, brother.

♪ Unh, unh ♪

♪ Ha, ha, ha ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Ha, ha, ha, ha ♪

♪ Uh, ha, ha, ha ♪

Do you want to be a winner? Do you want results? Huh?

Do you want the things that you want in life?

You want your dreams to come true?

Well, then, ditch whatever it is you're currently doing,

and get a morning routine.

Xander!

- You have carne asada? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, carne asada.

♪ Uh, ha, ha, ha ♪

♪ Ah, yeah! ♪

♪ Ah, yeah ♪

- Oh, my God, bro! - My God!

- It's so big. - Huge, dawg.

- Look at the nuts, dawg! - Oh, my God.

I did it.

We did it. Ha, ha, we're about to flex so hard on everyone

at this reunion. Aren't we all so stoked?

Hearing a lot of scoffs, yo.

Does someone have something to say?

Uh, I got a problem. It's a cool truck and everything,

but the ratio's way off yet again.

What? What is he saying, Witt?

He's saying cool truck and everything, but the ratio's off.

- You serious, Bryce? - You serious, Bryce?

- It's four to four, bro. - Four to four, bro.

It would appear that our egotistical pursuit

of reunion sickness has completely dismantled our squad.

And I'm high-key tripping that Wade's about to snitch on me and Tessa,

so right now I'm just trying to stir the pot up

with as much stuff as I can think of.

Tell him is should be one to three, guys to chicks.

It's supposed to be one to three, dudes to chicks.

Bryce, you want me to pull this truck over

and we can square up right now?

I mean, yeah, let's do it. Pull over right now.

I'll beat your ass, even though you're juicing.

I'm not juicing, dude.

Yes, you are, fool.

Martinelli up there?

Dude, I'm not juicing. I swear on Hawk's life.

Okay, Xander, shut up, okay?

And everyone, stop fighting.

Let's just get there and get this over with.

Please?

What's going on, everybody?

Welcome to the Simi High ten-year reunion.

There's trucks, there's former flames, there's exes.

I mean, it could get heated tonight.

Plenty of opportunity for beef, Tad, that's for sure.

Whoa, dude, Tad, we got breaking news.

I think I'm seeing a six-door come through.

What? Oh, my God!

- Okay, I'm going inside. - Yeah, I need a Monster.

- I'm cold. - Okay.

Guys.

Guys, wait up. Guys!

- We're supposed to have a moment. - Xander Sanders.

Oh, snap.

What's up, Chauncy Donahue?

Look at you, man.

Holy freakin' cow, nice truck.

Thanks, dawg.

Yeah, what have you been up to?

What, like, for the last ten years?

Yeah, dude. I want all the details.

I haven't seen you once. Please.

First person I run into is Chauncy Donohue?

Boner.

Dude has no idea how hard he's about to get flexed on.

Run a body shop with my boy Hector.

Married Molly, had a kid. He grew up, went off to school.

He's all an adult now and shit.

And, uh, yeah, I have the sickest truck in all of Simi.

That's about it.

Damn.

What a storybook life you've led, man.

You must be so happy.

Off to a strong start,

but there's no time to waste.

There's over 100 people here that I haven't seen since graduation

and we need to impress all of them.

What have you been up to, man?

- So what have you been up to? - What have you been up to?

What have you been up to?

Honestly, just, like, managing the eff out of my skate shop.

What are you doing for work these days?

What have you been up to?

Recently been selling houses. Just sold one the other day, actually.

So, what's up? You guys still brothers?

- Yeah. Yeah. - Yeah.

I teach lit, so that's pretty lit, you know?

Been really getting into manifestation lately.

Oh, my God, you should come on my podcast.

Started a podcast.

Everything was going according to plan.

But what we forgot to take into account was the part of the conversation

that we didn't care about.

What about you? What have you been up to?

What have you been up to, though?

- How about you guys? - We started a-a mushroom company.

I'm, like, sanctioning, like, gerbil fights

in, like, Thailand and stuff, so...

I go to jujutsu, I roll with this guy Ronaldo.

He's super Brazilian, I can't understand a word he says.

I've been swing dancing for a long time, which has been great.

You know, and, um...

- Mushroom, uh, pancakes. - Pancakes. Yeah, mushroom...

After listening to all of these people talk about their lives,

I just sort of had this epiphany where I realized, like,

wait a second...

I don't give a about any of these people.

- We got to hang soon, man. - We should get coffee.

- We got to hang soon. - Dude, we got to, like, hang out soon.

Yeah, no, we'll definitely hang soon

- and-and I'm not just saying that. - We're not, either.

- You remember that one time? - Yeah. Yeah.

A-And remember that other time?

- Yo, uh, Molly, can I pull you for a chat? - Yeah.

Sorry for pulling you out of that convo with Wesley Watershed.

I just wanted to have a quick chat.

Oh, no, that conversation sucked.

- Nah. - This whole thing sucks, actually.

Are Jatthew and Agoura even here?

Seems like they're trying to make some grand entrance.

I feel so dumb for caring so much about this.

I know, same.

All right, look, Molly,

I have a confession to make, okay?

I've been juicing. I'm on 'roids.

I know, Xan.

Who the told you?!

Of course I'm gonna invest in your company, bro.

It sounds like a million-dollar idea.

Just when I was about to Irish goodbye this reunion,

I look across the bar and I see Johnny

wearing the sickest suit I have ever seen.

And he looked like he was doing pretty well... without me.

And that didn't feel too good.

- What's up, man? - What's up, Dunc?

How's it going?

- You slut, how are you? - Hey, look, dude, um...

I just want to get this out in-in the open.

My bad for everything.

You're one of my best friends and...

Third, to be exact.

- Third best friend? You really mean it? - Yes, dude, third.

It goes Xan, Bryce... Okay, Wade...

Okay, so you're... Actually, you're fourth.

I could be fine with that if we locked that in.

If we, like, make sure it doesn't leave fourth.

Dude, I was just caught up with all my own stuff, you know?

And I disrespected you, and that wasn't cool.

And... honestly, dude, I need you back at Dunc Surf.

I miss you.

Things have been a vibe lately.

I did ayahuasca with Aldis when I was gone and I talked to God, bro.

God was like, "If your squad doesn't put you in the group text"

"that they're constantly talking about,

"and if they have, like, a reality show for the last three seasons

"and they haven't even put, like, a sliver of you in the intro,

"and all this stuff with Dani and Tess,

maybe you should start your own squad."

Uh...

So I've kind of come to terms with that, you know?

And I'm happy now.

Yeah, I-I get it, man. I'm-I'm stoked for you. Yeah.

But then all that stuff you just said?

It's like...

God can take an effin' walk, 'cause I'm with the boys.

Yo. Okay.

- All right. Hell yeah. - Yeah.

I don't want to be like a Steven Stickler on this, but...

I know you said, like, "my bad" a bunch, but for some reason,

just the word "sorry" would personally just, like, really hit.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, look, man. If it... If it means anything...

It would, yeah.

I want you to know from the bottom of my heart

it-it's my bad, super my bad.

Yeah, and my bad for letting you down, you know?

I-I just need to focus on Dunc right now.

And I actually do have to go apologize to Dani and Tessa.

And not just say "my bad," but, like, actually tell them I'm sorry.

Wade Sanders.

Yes?

- Wh... - Aren't you class of 2013?

Uh, 2013, that might...

Whoa.

Guess what.

- Is that a taser? - 'Tis.

Jesus Christ.

Unless you have a significant other,

I'm gonna have to put you on the "no chill" list.

Well...

What if, um... Uh...

He's with me.

Lexy Luther? You're dating Wade?

♪ Let's fall together ♪

♪ All together... ♪

You know, a simple "yes" would've sufficed.

Whoa.

I'm surprised no one front our past walked in just now.

Right?

So, listen, I mean, I get it if you want to go...

hang with the class of 2010 or whatever.

Um, no, I haven't seen any of those people in ten years.

I don't give a shit about them.

I know, right? I feel like everyone here is a rando.

I feel like even our squad has been acting like randos lately.

Molly's a real estate agent now?

Dani's dating Duncan and I didn't even know?

Who the hell knows where Tessa ever is.

She's probably smashing Bryce.

Wait, what?

Did that really happen?

You bet your friggin' bottom dollar it happened.

Do you solemnly swear you're telling the truth?

The whole truth and nothing but it?

So help me, on God.

Saw it with my own two eyes.

They let you watch?

What? No. I saw it by accident.

Oh.

Does anybody else know about this?

- Just you. - Jiminy Crickets.

- I got to tell the squad, right? - No.

Don't tell the squad.

Don't tell the squad what?

- We're all here. - Yeah. - What's up?

Just, uh... It's nothing. Uh...

- No, we, uh... - Come on.

We were just, uh, talking about Tessa smashing Bryce.

- What? - Are you serious?

So everyone's snitching on me?

I'm truly the Young Thug of this friend group, I swear.

Okay, that is high-key sketch.

Okay, hold on. Duncan was dating Dani at the same time as me.

This is nowhere near as bad as that.

- That's an acute observation. - She's got a point. - True.

Listen, guys. These secrets...

they're tearing the squad apart.

What are we doing?

Bryce. You got to tell Duncan, man.

You got to tell Duncan.

Hey, Dani, could I, uh, pull you for a chat real quick?

Duncan, I don't want to do this here.

Look, I know, okay? Look...

I just want to say sorry, all right?

I'm really bad at saying no

and I was all fired up on love at the wedding,

and you and Tessa kept coming up to me and you guys were acting super chill

and you guys were looking super hot.

And...

I just handled it terribly. I couldn't say no to both of you

and I just want things to go back t-to the way they were

because you're one of my best friends.

I appreciate you saying that. I really do.

And I'm high-key heated about the whole thing still, but...

I guess I'm down to be friends.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Just friends. - Just friends.

Just friends.

It felt so good to squash things with Dani that I couldn't help but think...

damn, we handled that adversity pretty well.

What are you doing?

You know, I was always gonna choose you, girl.

Duncan, stop. We're not getting back together.

Yeah, yet.

Ah-ha.

So, like, you're saying you were gonna pick me, then?

Pfft. Shit. Probably.

I always loved you more.

Tessa was just a "ting."

A what?

A "ting."

Combination.

- Real bad man. - Ugh, I'm pretty sure

you're not allowed to talk like that. God.

Look, Tessa, she literally means nothing to me...

Dunc. I'm just gonna come out and say this, bro.

What's up?

I'm smashing Tessa.

- Consensually. - Wait, what?

Hey, yo, Johnny's here. What's up, dude?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, whoa, whoa.

- J-Bone. What's up? - What's up?

What's popping, Papi?

Group vibes.

- Could you repeat what you just said? - I'm smashing Tessa, dude.

I've been smashing Tessa, your ex-girlfriend.

And look, dude, I like her, bro.

And, uh, we were gonna take it a step further

and embark on a super romantic trip, driving to San Diego or something.

Is that cool with you?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

No, yeah. Totally cool.

- Okay, sick. - Yeah, that's... - Okay.

Super cool.

- Check out this guy, he's in love. - Okay, yeah.

Stabbin', I'm stabbin' him.

I'm super excited about this.

This could work, this is gonna work. This is gonna work. Yeah.

- All right. - Guys,

I just want to piggyback off all this positivity

and say I'm sorry for getting it twisted these last few weeks.

You know? I just got so fixated on showing up to this reunion with the sickest truck

and flexing on all these randos we haven't seen in ten-plus years

that I lost sight of what matters.

And that's this squad.

And as long as we're together...

I could care less about some stupid truck contest, right?

Guys, after serious deliberation, the moment you've all been waiting for:

- The votes have been tallied. - Oh, snap, they're announcing the winner.

Xan, didn't you just say you didn't care about this?

I know, but, like, you might as well just see who wins, right?

- Dude, I'm so fired up. - Guys!

The winner of the Simi High Ten-Year Reunion Truck Contest

is Jatthew S!

No!

No, no, no, no, no.

- He's not even here. - He's not even here.

Coming in hot with a straight-up monster truck.

Bro, when a dude rolls in with a huge truck like that,

you know his dick is massive.

What up, class?

Oh, dude, and Xander Saunders is not looking pleased.

Oh, the dude is taking it super heavy.

Jesus Christ.

I understand, you see a truck like that with so many babes coming out?

Dude, that's got to make you massively insecure and just depressed for days.

Well, well, well.

If it isn't the failed truck thieves themselves.

- What are you even talking about, bro? - Hey,

Spy Kids, laser pointers don't take out cameras, homie.

What does that mean?

Quick gameplan refresh.

I'm gonna go in, find Jatthew's keys

so we can steal his truck and win the best truck contest.

- Okay. - What's your plan?

I'm gonna go in, find whoever owns that wack-ass PT Cruiser,

lie to his face, tell him that I like it,

so he moves it and you can steal Jatthew's truck without any obstruction.

- Awesome. - Okay.

- Let's do this, Wade Sanders. - Let's do it, Xander Sanders.

- I don't know if that was... - That's deep faked.

- I don't recognize those guys. Deep fake, yeah. - Yeah, it was probably a deep fake.

You straight-up lied to me.

I'm feeling pretty hurt by all your actions right now, dude.

Jat, baby.

- You're good, boss, you're good, you're good. - Thanks, guys.

I liked you guys.

I used to look up to you in high school, you know?

But now you're just dicks.

Hearing Jatthew call us out for lying to him

and telling us that we really hurt his feelings

kind of made me realize they didn't really do anything wrong.

You know, we just kind of turned them into villains in our heads

'cause we were so jealous of their lifestyle.

Now that we're here in front of our whole graduating class,

it just kind of feels like the only thing

we can really do right now is...

beat their ass.

Yeah, you know what?

I think I've heard just about enough out of you B-listers.

Let's scrap.

So be it. Hope this Muay Thai ain't too spicy for you.

I think we should all throw down.

Is this about to come to blows?

Are we about to roughhouse?

- I'm ready to clash. - I will straight up skirmish right now.

- I'm trying to squab. - Want to throw some hands, dawg.

It's gonna be a bloodbath.

Oh, sh...

- It's the feds! - Dude, the feds are here!

Run!

- Oh! - Surprise, scumbag.

Squad car diversion, y'all.

Nailed it.

You got the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

What are you doing? Jatthew, get this guy off me.

Coming in with massive jurisdiction!

What are they even doing here, dude?

Ow, they hurt!

So what is happening?

That is completely classified because this is an ongoing investigation.

- Oh, okay. - But if you insist on knowing,

these two are a couple of big-time fraudsters.

Yeah, they've been having open houses

at Airbnbs for their reality TV show.

They've been selling houses that they don't own

and they've been buying cars with investor money.

Turns out

Triangle Group Realty...

is a pyramid scheme.

We found the entire plan over at Franco's Tacos.

But, no, the commissions go up. It's like a funnel.

Yeah, like a funnel.

To the untrained eye.

But upon further investigation.

Oh, my God.

Ah, clearing up the story for those of us in the back. Thank you, feds.

I'm sure glad you guys cleared that up quick.

- Let's go, off to prison. - Wait, what?

You know what, and let this be a lesson to all of you.

Stay authentic to yourselves, will you?

You're out there trying too hard

to be cool on your social media.

You're prioritizing your,

your facades and your-your phone screens

over family and your squad.

I think it's time y'all kept it a hundo.

Huh?

Unless, of course, you want to get busted by the feds

and exposed in front of all your friends.

Like those dicks.

Uh, yeah, okay, boomer.

Goddamn it, I hate this generation.

Enjoy jail, Jatthew.

Unlock it.

All right, well, I guess now that

Jatthew's stolen truck has been disqualified, the winner...

is Xander Sanders.

Yes!

Yes!

It was all worth it.

- It was all worth it! - Yeah!

Ah!

Yeah!

It's only been two weeks

since the reunion, but it's crazy how much has happened.

Molly's real estate sale got voided

and I had to sell back all the parts

to my truck on Craigslist.

My truck now looks exactly like it used to,

and that's something I'm totally okay with.

Molly shifted to a career in selling health and wellness supplements.

It's a similar business model to Agoura's,

but she gets paid in timeshares, so it's chill.

The Dunc Surf sweatsuit drop

was super successful.

And we promised Johnny that if we ever do another season,

we'll put him in the intro.

Duncan and Dani have been dating again.

And so have Tessa and Bryce.

Duncan says he's cool with it, but I highly doubt that.

Hey, Bryce, you want my sloppy seconds, dude?

For real?

Bryce finally wrote his high school homies

their letters of college recommendation.

Unfortunately, it was way past the deadline,

so they didn't get into any of the schools they wanted.

Dani bought the house that Jatthew was pretending to live in.

And now her, Duncan, Lexy, Wade,

Bryce and Tessa are all moving in together.

And I don't see that being at all problematic.

Molly and I finally came to terms

with the fact that we haven't been happy in this relationship in years,

and agreed to have unprotected sex one last time

and get a divorce.

I was starting to get excited

about starting a new chapter in my life.

But then we found out that she's pregnant with our second child,

Hawk 2: The Rise of Hawk,

and decided to put all that on hold.

Unfortunately,

Hawk 2 did turn out to be a girl.

But I'm not budging on the name.

It's just too good.

Life is starting to feel a lot like a circle.

You know, it's like...

you get to this point where you realize

your old way of life just doesn't work for you anymore,

so you say it's time to make changes.

Then those changes start to feel...

super uncomfortable and inconvenient.

So you say, you know what?

Why don't we just put all that on hold,

ride this high...

and go back to what's familiar?

Sometimes when you get to this point,

you just got to look around,

and think to yourself...

damn...

it's good to be back.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Hawk straight-up died of old age.

"Oh, that I had the wings of a hawk,

I would fly away and I would be at rest."

It was tough to see him go, but...

he just couldn't have lived a more full life.

I knew the whole squad was gonna be sad.

But the one who took it the hardest

was Bryce.

Why's he looking at me like that?

He's got a staring problem still?

Dude, he's just, he's dead.

- Nah, dude. Nah, dude! - Come on, dude.

All right, we're not doing this here.

Get your boy, Xan.

- Get your boy. He's faking it! - Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Get him up! Come back!

Hawk, come back, and come at me, fool!