Didi (2024)

[bunniefuu]

BOY (whispering):

I don't think anyone's coming.

-(lighter clicks)

-(boys whispering indistinctly)

(boys giggling)

Yo.

(footsteps running)

(boy shushes)

(boys giggling, shushing)

-Oh, sh*t!

-(excited shouting, laughter)

MRS. MILLER: What the f*ck

are you kids doing?!

Off! Get your hands off!

-Get back here! Get back here!

-BOY: Yeah, bro.

-(boys laughing wildly)

-(audio stops abruptly)

("I'm A Cuckoo"

by Belle & Sebastian playing)

I'm glad to see you

I had a funny dream

And you were wearing

funny shoes

You were going to a dance

You were dressed

like a punk

But you are too young

to remember

I'm happy for you,

you've made it hard for me

I've counted on

your company

You are staying with

your friends tonight

I'm feeling sorry

for myself

I keep taking everything

to be a sign

I'd rather be in Tokyo

I'd rather listen

to Thin Lizzy, oh

And watch the Sunday g*ng

in Harajuku

-There's something wrong

with me -(door closes)

I'm a cuckoo.

(food sizzling)

(plates clinking)

VIVIAN:

Okay, Mom.

(growls)

-(Vivian yelling)

-(Chris screaming)

Get out of my room, you b*tch!

-(song ends)

-(Vivian sighs)

(men speaking Mandarin over TV)

I'm not hungry.

Yep.

VIVIAN (sighs):

Okay.

Is Dad gonna be home

to see me before I leave?

Classic.

Stanford? As if he's gonna

survive high school.

Stop wearing my clothes.

(mockingly):

"Stop wearing my clothes."

(mutters):

Dumb horse.

What'd you just call me?

He just called me a wh*re!

I called you a horse,

like your zodiac sign.

-You wish you could be a wh*re.

-Mom!

Actually, no,

you're more like a lizard

with your scaly-a*s

eczema skin, you know that?

-Oh, yeah, f*ck you, pizza face!

-Ah!

Lizard b*tch,

you got stains on my sweater!

-That's my sweater!

-(speaks Mandarin)

-He literally just called me

a b*tch! -b*tch.

You know, you're only born

because I wanted

a little brother, and

I wish you died in the womb.

Yeah, you were only born

because of a broken condom.

You don't even know how condoms

work, and you never will.

Shut the f*ck up, okay?

Conversation over. I win.

Like, you can't just decide

when a conversation's--

-Not how talking works...

-I get to decide!

-...you absolute moron!

-Blah, blah, blah!

-Stop yelling! -You're like

a little baby! (blabbering)

(blabbering)

-(slaps table)

-(Nai Nai exclaims)

You think you're so cool,

but you're not.

-Nobody likes you.

-(exclaims) Hey, get back here!

-I can't wait to move out!

-CHRIS: Your f*cking face!

-I said move out already!

-NAI NAI: Ddi!

CHRIS:

Get over here! Stop running!



(muttering):

That's what you get for...

(urinates)

(grunts)

(mutters, sighs)

(camera chimes)

(sighs)



It's a trick.

Just make this trick.

(sighs)

f*ck!

(sighs)

Yes! Oh, yes!

-Mom, you just ruined my clip.

-(messages chiming)

(sobs)

(door closing sound effect

plays)

(message chimes)

(door opening sound effect

plays)

("Touchdown Turnaround"

by Hellogoodbye playing)

Every night, I see you

standing on the corner

Shaking that thing like

you're playing Pop Warner

Touchdown turnaround,

play by play...

(music stops)



(message chimes)

(door opening sound effect

plays)



(birds chirping)

(Vivian sighs)

(door creaks)

-Ah... -ORTHODONTIST:

Yeah, that looks good.

-That looks good.

-(camera beeps, clicks)

(spits) Hot pink?

-Mm-mm.

-All right.

Baby blue?

-Mm-mm.

-No? (spits)

That's, like, the best color.

Green?

-Indigo?!

-Yes, sir.

Dude! Bro, Madi's gonna want to

rub her tongue all over them.

Indigo braces.

I hope you brought

some wax, dawg.

What the f*ck is the wax for?

SOUP (in distance):

Fahad!

FAHAD:

Yo!

-Fahad!

-FAHAD: What?!

What are you wearing?!

This is, like, my normal outfit!

Dude, camo shorts

are f*cking g*y!

Bro, your mom is g*y!

My mom has cancer,

you f*cking b*tch!

-Dude, what the f*ck?

-I forgot, dude.

But, bro, you can have cancer

and be g*y.

But I don't think

that's how it works.

-Man, what's good?

-What's up?

-How you doing?

-f*ck you for saying that.

-Yeah, how you doing?

-How's it going, man?

-What's good, Wang?

-Nice to see you again.

Lil Wang.

-Bro. What?

-Wang-Wang.

-Hey, you crazy.

-Yo, Wang-Wang in the house.

-You know how it is.

-No, but for real, though.

Like, Lil Wayne wears

camo shorts all the time.

SOUP:

All right, then he's g*y, then.

Dude, everyone wears them.

SOUP:

So then everyone's g*y, then.

FAHAD: No way

y'all lost to Niles, dude.

SOUP: Yes, bro.

That kid with the goatee

hit a b*mb off of Ryan

in the fourth inning, like...

FAHAD:

Mexican Kenny?

I think he's Filipino.

Nah, dude, that boy talks

hella Mexican.

Yo, what you mean by that?

Like, he just calls me,

like, "ese" and sh*t.

I swear to God,

he's just all about

the, like, Mexicano slang.

-Like, I don't know.

-That's so weird.

SOUP: Wait, hold on. Hold up.

Did I tell you about Rishi?

-Who's Rishi? -FAHAD:

It's just, like, baseball sh*t.

-You don't got to worry

about it. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

FAHAD:

What about him, though?

SOUP: Dude, he sh*t his pants

during practice.

And he was all like,

"My mom's pulling a prank on me.

She put poop in my pants again."

FAHAD: Dude, what do you mean

by "again," though?

HARDEEP:

Yo, bro, where have you been?!

I've been hyping you up

too much, bruh.

What's good, Hardeep?

Sup, virgins?

Dude, you're not a virgin?

Nah, I fricked your mom!

-Dude. No, dude.

-What?

(whispers):

Bro, his mom has cancer.

Oh, uh, my bad.

Uh, uh, is she, is she okay?

No, she got cancer.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Yo, Jade!

-SOUP: She's still alive.

-(lively chatter)

Jade, this is my boy

I've been telling you about.

He's the most freshest, flyest

Pakistani in all of Fremont.

-That's Jade. She's a real one.

-Hey, what's up?

-And that's Ellie.

-Uh, hi.

-She's a dumb b*tch.

-(Hardeep chuckles)

-ELLIE: Wait, what was

your name again? -Fahad.

-f*ck.

-Bro, shut up.

These are my friends right here.

We got Wang-Wang, Soup.

-Your name is Soup?

-Well, my real name is Jimmy,

-but everyone

just calls me Soup. -Why?

His house just, like,

always smells like soup.

SOUP: Yeah, my mom cooks

hella kimchi-jjigae.

(voices fading): You know,

radish soup, ox bone soup.

-All the Korean classics.

-ELLIE: Oh, that sounds good.

JADE: So, I heard you have

some really good stories.

FAHAD: Yeah, I mean,

like, they a'ight.

HARDEEP:

Nah, they hecka funny.

He's gonna be the first brown

EGOT winner.

I'm calling it.

ELLIE:

My mom loves David Letterman.

Hey, can you, like, call me

in, like, a minute?

-Dude, why?

-Just-just call me.

A'ight, whatever, man.

(lively chatter continues)

("Touchdown Turnaround"

ringtone playing)

GEORGIA: Madi, come here.

You have to see this.

(mouth full):

Georgia.

Shaking that thing like

you're playing Pop Warner

Touchdown turnaround...

(ringtone stops)

Hey.

SOUP (over phone): Yo,

why'd you ask me to call you?

-CHRIS: Yeah, don't worry

about it. -Okay, bye, pookie.

So Hardeep starts pissing

in the river, right?

And Wang-Wang starts

filming him.

And then he uploads it

to YouTube

and titles it

"Hardeep Pissing in the River."

And he sends it to us,

and we're like,

"All right, yeah.

That sh*t go."

But then a few days later,

I get a call from Hardeep,

and he's like, "Yo, breh!

"Can you tell your boy to take

that video of me pissing down?

My dad saw it, and he's,

like, f*cking heated, cuh."

I said "frickin'." I haven't

cussed since sixth grade.

-All right, whatever.

"Frickin'." -(laughter)

So I text Wang-Wang

to take the video down,

and he's like, "Okay."

But then the next day,

this m*therf*cker

calls me again,

and bro's like,

"Hey, can you tell your boy

"to take that video of me down

for real?

I just got another

brown butt whupping."

-(laughter)

-And I was like, "I did."

And he was like,

"Well, he didn't do it.

"He just changed the title to

-'Gagandeep Gupta Pissing

in the River.'" -(laughter)

CASHIER (over TV):

Your total is 96.59.

-(laughter) -Holy sh*t.

-(cashier screaming over TV)

(whispers): Yo, um,

I-I got to pee. I'll be back.

All right, dude,

just, like, hurry up though.

-My mom's gonna be here soon.

-Okay.

CASHIER:

I don't believe it!

(sighs)

MADI:

Come in.

-What?

-It's unlocked.

No, I c-- I could just wait

until you're done.

GEORGIA:

Can you go get that?

Can I help you?

Uh... Uh, yeah.

I-I just, I just thought

that was, like, the restroom,

so I was kind of, like,

yeah, you know,

-knocking on doors and stuff.

-(chuckles): It's okay.

I like your shirt.

-Thanks.

-Hayley Williams, I love her.

Yeah, yeah.

I-I love Hayley Williams, too.

GEORGIA:

Madi, come on.

Okay.

Do you want to come

hang out with us?

Um, sure.

Okay, come here.

(high-pitched helium voices):

07/29/08, baby.

You're finally 15 like me.

-Happy birthday. We love you.

-Happy birthday.

-We love you.

-Miss you so much.

-Wish you were here. Mwah.

-Mwah. Mwah.

We wish you could've been here,

but we hope you're having fun.

-Bye!

-Bye!

(normal voices):

(sighs) I look fugly.

No, you don't.

You want to try?

Sure.

GEORGIA:

So, you know each other?

Um, yeah. You look familiar.

You go to Horner, right?

(high-pitched helium voice):

Yeah, but, um, not anymore.

(Madi and Georgia laugh)

Uh, I just graduated.

So, uh, yeah, thank God.

(normal voice):

Um, yeah.

Horner kind of, like,

sucks d*ck, you know?

("Hey Now Now" by

The Cloud Room playing quietly)

I liked Horner.

Yeah, I thought Horner was fun.

Pay the bus fare

or we find a new reason...

Uh, what was your name again?

I'm Chris, but, um, all my

friends just call me Wang-Wang.

What should I call you?

Um...

You can just call me Wang-Wang.

GEORGIA:

Wang-Wang?

Isn't that, like,

the sound a duck makes?

You know, like,

(quacking): "Wang-Wang."

(Madi and Georgia laugh)

("Touchdown Turnaround"

ringtone playing)

Oh, uh, oh, okay, um...

-Uh, uh...

-(ringtone stops)

Sorry, um, I-I probably--

I-I got to go.

But, um, thanks

for letting me just, like,

hang out with you guys

for a bit.

Yeah. Okay, bye. (chuckles)

I love that song.

Oh. Yeah, uh, me, too.

You have a good taste in music.

Are we Facebook friends?

Um...

I'm not sure.

Okay, well, you should add me.

Is so comforting now,

did the Earth just slam...

Okay.

Okay. Bye.

And I know it

Won't undo their past

By walking and talking

backwards...

Weren't you leaving?

Um, yeah.

I just-- just give me a second.

Pay the bus fare

or we find a new reason

A new way of living,

and we shout it out

And try to dream again

Hey, now, now...

(mouse clicks)

CHUNGSING (in distance):

Ddi!

What?

-Ddi!

-What?!

Dinner's ready!

Okay, I'm coming!

-VIVIAN (screaming): Chris!

-(door bangs)

Oh, my-- What?! Ow!

I swear to God, if you ever

pee in my lotion again,

I'm gonna period in your mouth.

What the f*ck?!

(groans) Ow!

-Ew!

-(door slams)

Mom!



(water running)

CHRIS:

Nai Nai.

-Nai Nai, look at the camera.

-(exclaims, chuckles)

What are you talking about?

You're beautiful.

I ugly.

CHRIS:

No, you're beautiful.

NAI NAI:

You're beautiful.

CHRIS:

No, you're beautiful.

-(Nai Nai speaks Mandarin)

-No, I love you.



CHUNGSING:

Ddi?

What?

Hmm?

(upbeat music playing quietly

over computer)

Look.

Did you know that

I like to do the dance...

CHRIS:

Uh...

I look stupid.

Every day, go to school,

do the dance, talk the girls

Exercise,

be the good guy...

CHRIS:

Nothing.

Mom, j-just stop nagging me.

(sighs)

Get off the dance floor

and start doing your chores

It's Sunday afternoon!

("Sunday Afternoon"

by Jon Lajoie playing)

(boys clamoring)

It's Sunday afternoon...

(yelling wildly)

Yeah! Korea, number one!

(yelling wildly)

COLIN:

Who's up?

-(boys exclaims)

-BOY: Damn.

I'm thinking you.

Come on, get in here.

-Ooh.

-Can't handle this.

(mocking indistinctly)

-TYSHAWN: Fight!

-(bell dings)

(lively chatter)

-Hit him! Hit him in the chest!

-Think of Bruce Lee!

-Hit him in the chest!

-COLIN: Hey, no face shots!

-What the hell?

-My bad, my bad.

Go, Wang-Wang! (whoops)

It's Sunday afternoon

And there a few things

that I have to do...

-(boys groaning)

-Get off me!

Then I'll head

down to the mall...

COLIN:

What are you doing?

-(shouts) What the hell?!

-(slap lands)

-(boys exclaiming)

-Whoa!

-COLIN: He bit my nipple.

-You f*cked him up.

Nai Nai.

NAI NAI:

Ddi?

Nai Nai, no.

Mom, I just told you I'm fine.

(phone chimes)

(phone clicks)



(message chimes)



-(whispers): f*ck.

-(message chimes)

(chuckles softly)

(crickets chirping)

(door creaking quietly)



(door closes)

(birds chirping)



-VIVIAN: Mom, can you not?

-Mom, umbrellas are for rain.

-VIVIAN: She's so annoying.

-CHRIS: So embarrassing.

(upbeat pop music playing

over speakers)

VIVIAN:

Can you not comment on my body?

God.

(Chungsing speaking Mandarin)

(man speaking Mandarin)

(skateboards rolling outside)

DONOVAN (outside):

Come on, Cory, keep up.

CORY:

Shut up, bro. I'm coming.

DONOVAN:

You hella slow.

NUGGET:

Hey, push faster. Come on.

CORY:

I'm not trying to drop my soda.

DONOVAN:

Why you always lag?

-Holy sh*t. -Oh, that was

sketchy, but I'll take it.

-Okay, okay.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

NUGGET:

All right, kick flip.

("66th Street" by Atmosphere

playing)

That's how it's done.

DONOVAN:

Wrap it up.

-NUGGET: Got lucky on that one.

-DONOVAN: (groans) All right.

What's up?

At a convenience store

Working the counter,

making minimum dough

Uh, hi.

Selling discount smokes

to the neighborhood folk...

(mouth full):

Hi.

These, uh...

These guys are really good.

Yeah. Yeah, you know, yeah.

Thank you.

You guys, like, sponsored?

-DONOVAN: Almost, bro.

-NUGGET: You wish.

I've been trying to get these

clips for this Berrics thing

that's coming up next month,

but we don't really have,

like, a filmer

-at the moment.

-NUGGET: Once we got them clips.

DONOVAN: I just need

like two more tricks

for my sponsor me tape,

and I'm good.

NUGGET: Oh, yeah.

After that, we going up.

-CORY: Oh, that's the dream,

bro. -Yeah.

I mean, um, if you guys,

like, need a filmer, I-I film.

-You film?

-Yeah.

-Like skateboarding?

-Yeah, skateboarding.

-You film skateboarding?

-I-- Yes, I film.

DONOVAN: It's kind of perfect,

'cause, uh,

we don't really kick it

with our filmer at the moment.

Oh. Yeah, what happened?

-That bro died.

-NUGGET: He's gone.

Yeah, rest in peace, bro.

Oh, yeah, I'm-I'm sorry.

-Bruh, I'm f*cking with you,

bro. -(pats shoulder)

He f*cked my girlfriend,

so we just kind of

stopped kicking it.

-He's dead to us.

-You know what I mean?

NUGGET: You let him

f*ck your girl, bruh.

Hey, what's your name, man?

I'm, uh...

-I'm-I'm Chris.

-Chris?

Donovan, man. Pleasure.

This is Cory.

-Nugget.

-What's up?

DONOVAN:

All right, right on, man.

-We'll hit you up.

-Nice to meet you.

Just please do not

f*ck my girlfriend.

Yeah, yeah.

Don't worry about it.

I got, I got a girlfriend.

-Oh, you...

-CORY: Oh, he got a shorty.

-Where you go get you a girl?

-DONOVAN: All right, man, well,

uh, you got, like, a YouTube

or something I could look up?

I'll check out your videos

when I get home.

Uh...

(grunting)

f*ck.



(boys shouting excitedly

over video)

(pained scream)

-It's lit.

-All right. All right.

-Go, go.

-Go, come on.

-Hey, yo, let's go. Inhale.

-I'll try it.

-Wow.

-Wu-Tang that sh*t.

-Wu-Tang it.

-(inhales sharply)

-Yeah! Yeah!

-No way!



-(mouse clicks)

-(delete sound effect plays)

-(laughing)

-Weighted.

Oh, Max. You are great.

Oh.

Ah.

CHUNGSING (laughs):

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

(Chungsing laughs)

Chris...

(chuckles)

FISH:

Yo, Wang-Wang.

What's up, fool?

Don't even trip, dude.

f*ck them hoes.

You a handsome

m*therf*cker, man.

You got strong-a*s teeth.

You look good in shorts.

That's why Madi likes you, baby!

-(phone vibrates)

-(message chimes)

FAHAD: Dude, she sent you

a winky face.

Do you know what that means?

She wants your wang.

I swear to God on my life,

-she wants your wang.

-Bro, what? No.

Dude, she's probably

just trying to be,

like, nice or something, bro.

-Wow!

-No, she is not.

-You cannot take a hint.

-Bro, Madi could literally be

touching your shlong right now,

and you'd be like,

"Oh, guys, I don't know

if Madi likes me or not."

-It's so true, bro.

-Like, bro, come on.

You guys never take hints.

Dude, dude, she's definitely

just trying to be nice, bro.

-There's no way. -Shut the f*ck

up. All right, respond.

-What are you gonna say?

-CHRIS: All right, um...

Uh-huh.

FAHAD:

Can you type any faster?

CHRIS:

Bro, hold on.

CHRIS:

All right, is that good?

Dude, no.

-Are you serious?

-Nah. -What?

Bro, oh, my...

For the love of God,

please let me

talk to her for you.

-No, bro. This is...

-What the f*ck is that?!

-This is fine, bro.

-What is that?

No, it's not fine.

-You have no game, bro.

-Nah, bro.

-Come on, bro.

-Dude, come on.

I could get you this girl

right now.

-CHRIS: Bro, I...

-Dude, please.

One sentence. One sentence.

-Fine. One sentence.

-All right. Let's go.

-CHRIS: One.

-All right.

How about "get boba"?

Come on, that's good.

-Okay, cool. Fine. Whatever.

-All right. Cool.

Let's do this real quick.

-Bro! Bro, you can't...

-(laughing)

Dude, give me my f*cking phone!

Hold his a*s down!

Soup, hold his a*s down!

-Hold him down!

-Give me my f*cking phone back.

-Give me my f*cking phone back.

-Oh, sh*t.

-Hold him down!

-Give me the phone, dude.

I'm not f*cking playing around.

Give me the phone.

(groans)

Yo, what are you saying, bro?

-SOUP: Sound like a b*tch, boy.

-CHRIS: Ow!

-No, what are you... -I thought

you were stronger than this.

-Come on.

-Little b*tch, bro. (groans)

Oh, hi, Nai Nai.

Hey. Hello.

(clamoring continues)

Nai Nai, help.

-SOUP: Your boyfriend, sexy

time. -NAI NAI: Good friend.

SOUP: Come on,

dance for your grandma.

Nai Nai...

-I love you, too. -Bye-bye.

-CHRIS: Get off me.

FAHAD:

Done.

CHRIS: What did you say?

What did you say?

-Bro, come on!

-FAHAD: I don't know, dude.

-We'll find out.

-(groans)

-(phone chimes)

-Oh!

What? Wait, what'd she say?

-What'd she say?

-Oh, whoa.

Come on!

Just thank me later, bro.

(panting)

(upbeat music playing)

(gentle music playing)

NARRATOR (on video):

How to kiss like a pro.

Are you a good kisser?

Anybody can be

with the right technique.

Step one: clean your mouth.

Brush your teeth, floss

and use mouthwash.

Bad breath is the ruination

of kissing.

Step two: sit with your partner,

preferably in private.

Public displays of affection

may be fun for you,

but they make everyone else

uncomfortable.

You don't want to do that.

Step three:

relax and clear your mind.

Focus only on the person

in front of you.

Angle your face

to avoid crunching noses.

Lean into the person

until your lips touch.

Keep lip contact soft

and gentle in the beginning.

WOMAN (moans):

Oh.

NARRATOR: Step four:

open your mouth enough

to slowly slide your tongue

into your partner's mouth.

Just remember to keep it

slow and soft,

not darting or invasive.

Don't forget to breathe

through your nose.

Nothing ruins a good make-out

like falling unconscious.

MADI (imitating Yoda):

Do or do not.

There is no try.

CHRIS:

What was that?

(normal voice):

Yoda.

Oh, yeah, Yoda.

(chuckles): Have you

never seen Star Wars?

I've seen Star Wars.

What color's Yoda?

Uh...

I don't know. Like a...

-Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

-Like a...

um, like a metallic chrome?

-(laughs): A metallic chrome?

-Yeah.

No.

Like a-a... a bright yellow?

No, that-- no.

-Okay, I've never seen

Star Wars. -(laughs): Yeah.

How have you seen

A Walk to Remember

but not Star Wars?

I don't know. I think

my sister probably, like,

made me watch it or something.

I didn't realize

you had a sister.

Yeah, I have a sister.

She... older or younger?

She's older.

Nice.

I have an older brother,

so that's why...

-Yeah.

-...I was wondering.

Are you two close?

Um, yeah.

Yeah, I'd say so.

I mean, we were close

before he left for college,

so I don't really get

to see him that much anymore.

Are you close with your sister?

Yeah.

-Hey, I have a gift for you.

-A gift?

-A gift.

-For me?

-What is it?

-It's an eraser.

-MADI: An eraser?

-Yeah, it's got the big side,

-and then it's got...

-(laughs): The little side.

CHRIS: A little--

the roller side. It rolls.

-MADI: Oh, that's...

that's really cool. -Yeah.

Thank you.

-Yeah.

-I like it.

Can I ask you

a serious question?

Sure.

You've seen Jaws, right?

(sighs)

-No?

-No.

Wow.

Um, okay.

What about...

E.T.?

-Yeah, I've seen E.T.

-Okay. Okay, good.

Let's see who can do

a better E.T. impression.

Okay.

-You go first.

-You go first. Jinx.

Okay, now you have to go first.

-(sighs)

-(chuckles)

Okay.

Just an E.T. impression, right?

If you've seen the movie,

you'll know.

Yeah, I've seen the movie.

E.T.

Um...

(guttural groaning)

(both laughing)

You have not seen E.T. before.

I definitely have seen E.T.

No, you definitely haven't

if that was your impression.

That's the sound he makes at,

like, the end credits.

Yeah, okay.

You know...

...you're pretty cute

for an Asian.

Have you ever played

the nervous game before?

No.

Are you nervous?

Are you nervous?

Are you nervous?



Are you nervous?

Are you nervous?

(whispers):

Are you nervous?

-Yes.

-What?

Yes.

Oh.

Yes, I-I mean, I am nervous.

I just--

Can you, um...

-Sorry.

-Yeah, I-I'm sorry.

-No, it's okay, it's okay.

-Because I-I freaked out

-a little bit.

-It's okay. It's okay.

I'm just-- I-I'm sorry.

You don't have to apologize.

It's okay.

Really.

(sighs)

(lock clicking)

(door closes)

Where were you?

Nowhere.

Hanging out with Fahad and Soup?

-No.

-Okay, so what were you doing?

It's not like you have

any other friends.

And also, no one likes you.

Shut the f*ck up!

Why are you always

so mean to me, huh?

What?

I can't wait for you to leave

so I don't have to see

your ugly face again.

(door slams)

(sighs softly)



FAHAD:

Bro, how'd things go with Madi?

-Good.

-What do you mean "good"?

Like, good or... good?

You know what I'm saying?

-She touched my wiener.

-No.

No way she gave you a hand job.

I'm f*cking proud of you, dude.

For the first time in my life,

I'm actually proud of you.

Good sh*t, dude.

Finally.

(game chimes)

("Imaginary Girl"

by The Silver Seas playing)

Imaginary girl

This is a song for you

Sorry it took forever...

Oh.

Hurry up.

It was the least I could do

Better late than never

-Out of the water

-(camera clicks)

You appeared like

a dream to me...

ELLIE:

Oh, that's so cute.

JADE: Can you take a photo

of all of us?

And I wanna thank you

Imaginary girl

You really blow my mind

You got to be joking...

-(camera clicks)

-JADE: Wait.

Give us, like, a "one, two,

three" or something.

Come on.

Come on, bro.

Aren't you, like,

the camera guy?

One, two,

-three.

-(camera clicks)

-(laughter)

-(song ends)

FAHAD: Like, do they just

walk onto the crime scene,

-like, slip, like,

"Oh, sh*t. f*ck." -(laughter)

"What the hell is that?

Semen!"

It's like, dude, what are

burglars even doing these days?

How do you even think

of this stuff?

-You write what you know.

-Isn't that Dave Chappelle?

ELLIE:

We should look at those shoes

-that we saw at the mall

the other day. -JADE: Oh, yeah.

You're quiet.

FAHAD:

Yeah, quit being weird, bro.

-I'm not being weird.

-Just a little bit.

You're just kind of, like,

silent over there.

-Mm-hmm.

-Okay.

Um, do you have

any funny stories?

Uh...

FAHAD:

Why are you looking at me?

Uh...

There's-there's

the squirrel story.

Please don't do...

Don't f*cking do that.

JADE: Wait,

what's the squirrel story?

FAHAD: It's nothing. It's just,

like, not a great story.

ELLIE:

No, no, no, tell us.

-You have to tell us.

-JADE: Yeah.

Don't listen to him.

What's the squirrel story?

JADE:

Go on, tell us.

Okay, well, um,

there-there's this,

there's this one time

we were, uh,

we were walking through

the park, you know,

and, uh, I saw this

dead squirrel on the floor,

and, uh, I thought it'd be funny

if I showed it to my friends.

So, um, I picked it up, and-and

I-I put it in my backpack,

and then, and then, you know,

we-we got to the park.

I-I pulled out the squirrel.

And it was, like, you know,

super dead and stuff,

-and they were like,

"Holy crap." -(camera clicking)

-I'm pretty sure that's dead.

-Bro, it's been dead.

And then after that, we're

gonna, we're gonna bury it.

You know?

But, uh, my buddy, Soup...

...he pours this, like,

energy drink

into the squirrel's mouth,

and then-then, like,

it starts, like, spazzing out,

it starts freaking out,

-and everyone's like...

-(boys scream)

And then my other friend,

he, like,

grabs it by the tail,

and he starts, like,

swinging it around

like Indiana Jones.

Looks like an absolute,

like, psycho, you know?

He's, like, chasing us.

We're running away from him.

(boys screaming)

-What the f*ck?! Oh, sh*t!

-Yo.

CHRIS:

And then the-- and then, like,

the-the tail, like, pops off,

and then, like,

-the squirrel, like,

goes flying. -(squealing)

But he's-he's still holding,

he's still holding the tail.

-Just the squirrel, you know...

-(squealing)

-Like, you know? And...

-(boys screaming, shouting)

It was, like, really, really,

it was really crazy.

Um...

What the f*ck?

JADE:

Wait, so did you bury it or no?

CHRIS: No, we, um, we put

it in someone's mailbox and...

-No, I would stop there.

-Okay.

Um, I'm pretty sure

that's animal cruelty.

You know her mom works

for PETA, right?

-She could send you to juvie.

-JADE: Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Okay. Sorry.

-Dumb b*tch.

-Whoa. (chuckles)

JADE: Okay, I can't believe

you just said that.

CHRIS: What?

I don't know. I'm just kidding.

-Kidding?

-Uh, she called her that before.

-FAHAD: Bro.

-Like, I thought it was,

-like, her nickname

or something. -JADE: No.

Are you serious?

You think my nickname

is "dumb b*tch"?

-Yeah. No. Sorry.

-FAHAD: No.

ELLIE:

I can't believe he said that.

-(horn honks)

-There's my mom.

Um, some friends

are coming over right now

to watch a movie,

if you want to come.

-FAHAD: Yeah, for sure.

-Uh, I think there's only room

for one more in the car, though.

-FAHAD: Oh, okay. Um...

-But if you want,

you could take the bus

and meet us there.

FAHAD: Dude, you're-you're cool

with taking the bus, right?

All right. Later, dude.

ELLIE:

Bye.

-(vehicle door opens)

-FAHAD: Yeah, go for it.

ELLIE:

Wait, can we tell Soup to come?

(vehicle door alarm beeping)

I'm so sorry.



(vehicle driving off)



AUTOMATED VOICE: Please enjoy

this Verizon ringback tone

while your party is reached.

CHUNGSING:

Ddi.

Ddi.

Fine.

Are you sad?

I'm fine.

(Chungsing sighs)

Can we fake it

Can we make believe?

-I'm so full of love

-(turns down volume)

It deeply sickens me

But all I can do

is close my eyes

-And cross my heart

-(turns up volume)

And hope to die

'Cause you don't

f*cking listen...

-(turns down volume)

-Mom!

(Chris sighs)

(music continues quietly)

-Mom?

-Yeah?

Did you fart?

No.

Oh, my God, you farted.

-CHRIS: Unlock the window.

-(button clicking)

Well, uh, it's broken.

CHRIS:

It's broken? Oh, my God.

(laughs):

Sorry.

-It smells like sh*t.

-(Chungsing laughs)

(Chungsing breathing deeply)

(Chris groans)

-(Chungsing breathing deeply)

-Are you smelling it?

(breathes deeply)

(sighs)

MAN (over speakers):

Order number 42.

Ah...

-Ah.

-Hey. (laughing)

What are you doing?

MAN (over speakers):

Number 43, your order is ready.

You're so Asian.

MAN (over speakers):

Number 43.

Mom.

Stop.

Mom.

I told you this before.

I am not go--

TUTOR:

You're late.

Come sit down.

Josh, go back to work.

MAX (whispering):

Dude, stop.

Our moms are friends.

(mouse clicking)

(messages chiming)

(sighs)

(door closing sound effect

plays)

(message chimes)

Mom.

Mom, can you give me ride?

Mom?

-(Chungsing shouts in Mandarin)

-(plate shatters)

(whispering):

I'll take you. Come on.

(broken plate crashes

in trash can)

You okay?

Wait, this is where

you and your friends hang out?

Business parking lots?

-Yeah. You could just park

right over here. -Okay.

Okay.

Um...

Thanks for, uh, driving me.

No problem.

Um, I think I'm gonna stay out

for a while, too.

So just give me a call later

if you need a ride.

Or anything, okay?

Okay.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(boys chattering quietly)

-There he is. Sup, bro?

-Yo, bruh.

-What's good?

-How's it going?

-How's it going?

-Chillin'.

NUGGET: Yo, what's up,

what's up, what's up?

-How's it going? How's it going?

-Let's get these clips.

("Sacred Heart"

by Cass McCombs playing)

(camcorder beeps)

NUGGET:

Get that sh*t. Yep.

(whoops) Good sh*t, bruh.

CORY:

Right here.

NUGGET:

I mean, my shirt clean.

-Smell this sh*t. f*ck yeah.

-Hey.

NUGGET:

Like it, yeah.

Hey, Nugget,

look at this d*ck I drew.

Sacred heart...

(shouts, groans)

-The veins and sh*t in there.

-(laughs) Bro, what?

I got some b*ll s*ck.

NUGGET:

Hey, right here, right here.

-It's coming.

-(Cory laughs)

-Weak!

-Hey, run it back.

Hey, both of you guys.

-You, you and you. Out!

-Oh, my-- Come on.

-RENT-A-COP: I've seen you here

before. -How you doing, man?

Fun time is over.

-No, no, no.

-NUGGET: Hey, yo, Chris.

Film that sh*t.

Film that sh*t right there.

-You are done.

-"You're done, sonny son."

Yes, you.

Ah, right here, right here,

right here.

Yeah, land that sh*t.

-Yeah!

-Let's go!

-Go, go!

-(excited shouting)

Let's get the f*ck out of here!



No, love doesn't always

Boomerang.

(song fades)

Bruh, that security guard

could not keep up.

You just juked

the f*ck out of him, bro.

-We got to see that sh*t.

-(clicking)

You clipping your nails

back there, bro?

It's good, bro.

I'm catching 'em.

Way to k*ll the vibe, bro.

That's hella trifling.

You can't be doing sh*t

like that in people whip.

Bro, I got to cut my toenails,

I'm gonna cut my toenails, bro.

Hey, Chris, you got

that clip of me, though?

Oh, yeah, I-I got that clip.

-Yeah. -(laughter)

-That clip was k*ller as f*ck.

-(excited chatter)

-Yeah, baby.

That sh*t was wet, bro.

That sh*t-- oh, man.

I got the throw-down, the jukes.

Stomped that sh*t, bolts.

That's my opener, man.

You were, like, you were, like,

all up in his face, too.

You know, you could've,

like, could've, like,

f*cked him up or something.

("Sunshine" by Atmosphere

playing)

Yeah, I'm-I'm more about

peaceful sh*t.

-You know what I mean?

-Yeah.

Like, I'm on the Zen path.

(Nugget laughs)

Hey, you good to send me

that clip later, though?

Yeah, I'll-I'll send you

that clip.

I'm probably gonna, like, film

some other clips

before that, though,

and, like, edit it together,

you know, like, mix it up.

-Okay. -CORY: We got,

we got m*therf*cking

Spike Jonze or some sh*t

over here.

-About to edit that sh*t up.

-You a f*cking hater, bro.

Hey, respect his craft, bro.

Chris, thank you

for pulling up on us today.

We-we really need you,

you know what I'm saying?

NUGGET:

Yeah, you been doing your thing.

I appreciate you for coming out.

CORY:

Yeah, that's what's up.

(song fades)

(door opens)

(door closes)

CHRIS:

Mom?

(keys clink)

Mama?

Nai Nai?

(clock ticking)

Mom?

(Nai Nai speaking Mandarin)

-CHRIS: Nai Nai!

-(door opens)

Nai Nai. What happened?

(Nai Nai speaking Mandarin)

-(Chris speaking Mandarin)

-(Nai Nai groaning)

Okay.

Hey, um, can you give me a hand

with something?

VIVIAN:

So... (sighs)

Who are those people

you've been hanging out with?

Friends.

What do you guys do

when you hang out?

Just skate.

Just skate?

Well, promise me

you won't do anything stupid.

Okay.

("Amarillion" by Datarock

playing)

NARRATOR:

Make sure to keep your subject

in the center of the frame.

DONOVAN:

Yeah, buddy. Let's go!

-Ah, that was it!

-Oh, come on.

I wanna hold

your hands tonight

(excited shouting)

-CORY: Back 'em up.

-DONOVAN: Let's go.

I wanna walk you home

from school

CHRIS:

Yo!

(laughs):

Yeah.

I wanna take you on a date

DONOVAN:

Nice.

Oh.

I wanna treat you

like a fool

DONOVAN:

You got it, bro. You got it.

Oh!

My good intention,

you'll see...

CHRIS:

Dude, that was buttery.

-(laughs) -Don't touch.

Don't touch. Don't touch.

'Cause I know

loving ain't easy

Although it's easy

on the eyes

Both when appalling...

CORY:

Why are you filming the plants?

CHRIS:

Uh, foreground.

-You look like a pervert.

-Oh.

Oh, dude!

-(laughs)

-(screams)

I want to see that thing.

What you got?

Uh...

(laughs) What the f*ck?

(both blabbering)

(song ends)

FAHAD:

Hey, yo, Wang-Wang!

Yo, bro, what you doing here?

CHRIS:

Just hanging out.

With who, bro?

-NUGGET: Where the f*ck is

he at? -(vehicle doors closing)

-Friends.

-(vehicle engine starting)

All right.

Where you guys headed?

CORY:

Come on, bro.

-(horn honking)

-Yo, let's go!

What are you waiting for?

To a party.

FAHAD:

Oh.

Yo, can we come?

CORY:

Hurry up! Let's hit it!

There's no room in the car.

CORY:

Come on.

Ah.

Um, it's-it's all right.

It's okay.

A-All right, see ya, bro.

("All Around the World"

by Zion I playing)

(lively chatter)

-Hey, Mack! Mack!

-Man, this place is cranking.

MACK:

Hey, yo, n*gga, what's good?!

-(laughter) -Man, what took

your a*s so long?

I'm eating lemon bars

in this b*tch

for about three hours

with your granny.

-sh*t's good as f*ck,

though, really. -Sup, G?

Hey, what's good, bruh?

What's good, buddy?

-Yo, who the f*ck is this?

-Th-This is Chris.

This is my filmer, bro.

He's cool. He's with me.

NUGGET: Little bro been

filming us, getting clips.

MACK:

Oh, sh*t!

Ain't you the n*gga

that be filming for Bofa?

What's "Bofa"?

(boys chuckling)

Both of these nuts

in your f*cking mouth!

(laughs) It's good, man!

DONOVAN:

Why you do him like that?

Move, move, move.

-Hella people here.

-Hey, bro.

CORY: Let me get

one of those lemon bars.

Sorry, coming through. Sorry.

Excuse me. Can I just...

("Dirty and Grimy"

by La Cosa Nostra playing)

(lively chatter)



(coughing)

(coughs, groans)

(song continues)

MACK (rapping):

I'm at your granny crib

And she fed me

all her lemon bars

-When you left the crib

-Where you been at?

You must've walked hella far

'Cause when you came back

I f*cked granny hella hard.

-Hell yeah! -Whoa.

-(boys exclaiming, laughing)

-Hey, keep my grandma out of it.

-What you talking about?

-Come on, man.

-Ay, but, uh,

-I-I did that sh*t, though.

-You did not.

-Come on.

-(coughing)

Hey, you good? How the f*ck

that sh*t taste, boy?

(coughing)

The hashish. n*gga, what?

I don't smoke no more.

MACK: Yeah, you a b*tch.

I'll hit that, though. Come on.

This sh*t old, man, expired.

-Bro, you let that sh*t go out?

-You should, uh...

You should Wu-Tang it.

Wu-Tang it? Like the Clan?

Yeah, it's...

No, here, let me show you.

-Yeah, you rock that.

-Yeah.

I don't want to f*ck it up, bro.

(inhales sharply)

-(coughing, hacking)

-(laughter)

This Asian m*therf*cker

just ate the roach!

-n*gga, what the f*ck?!

-sh*t, man.

Yo, what's your name, man?

-Chris.

-Chris? Hey.

(chanting):

Asian Chris!

BOYS (chanting):

Asian Chris! Asian Chris!

Half Asian. (coughs)

-What?

-Half Asian.

-Okay, n*gga.

-All right.

(chanting):

Half Asian Chris!

BOYS (chanting): Half Asian

Chris! Half Asian Chris!

-(coughing)

-Half Asian Chris!

(voices distorting, slowing):

Half Asian Chris!

Half Asian Chris!

(heavily distorted chatter)



(distorted, slowed):

Bro, you good?

(distorted laughter, chatter)

sh*t, man.

(distorted chatter)

(high-pitched voice):

Wang-Wang.

(footsteps scurrying)

Over here.

Why did you k*ll me?

I didn't want to die.

This is why nobody loves you.

Ha, f*ck.

(squirrel yells)

(coughs, groans)

(knock on door)

VIVIAN:

Uh, I'm fine.

(Chris coughs)

(sighs)

(Chris gags, coughs)

Get it out.

(sighs)

Here.

Drink.

(panting)

Didn't I tell you

not to do anything stupid?

(Chris groans)

Please don't tell Mom.

VIVIAN:

Okay.

Bye-bye, Nai Nai.

Okay.

(both speak softly in Mandarin)

-Bye-bye.

-Bye-bye.

Um...

Bye, I guess.

Bye.



NAI NAI:

Bye-bye.

(engine starts)





(keys clicking)

-(phone vibrating)

-("Sunshine" ringtone playing)

My baby made me some coffee,

afraid that if I drink some

It's probably coming

right back out me

Couple of Advil,

relax and chill, at a stand--

(vibrating and music stop)

-Hello? -DONOVAN:

Yo, I think I'm near your crib.

Can we come over and look

at those clips real quick?

Uh, like, like, like, right now?

(knocking)

What's good, bro?

Where the bathroom at?

CHRIS: Uh,

just down there to the right.

NUGGET:

All right.

DONOVAN:

What's up, little bro?

-(hands clap) -Let's peep

these clips, G. -Okay.

Nice spot.

CORY: Hey, who did all

the paintings in your house?

CHRIS:

Um, my mom.

-CORY: Really?

-DONOVAN: "Wang Wang"?

-What's a Wang Wang?

-CHRIS: Uh...

CORY: Can I have

some of these apples?

Um...

-Yeah. Go for it.

-Okay. Thanks.

-Why are they in a dog bowl?

-All right, what I miss?

-Hey, you wash your hands?

-Nah.

-Mm, mm-mm. Get the f*ck off.

-(laughs)

Bruh, I'm trying

to watch these clips.

That is nasty. You're nasty.

NUGGET:

Oh, my God, y'all some haters.

-All right. What we got?

-We're about to see the clips.

-NUGGET (over video):

Yeah, right here! -Come on.

-NUGGET: Yep.

-CORY: Oh. (laughs)

That spot was insanely crusty.

Yeah, we got that double.

NUGGET: I had to get that sh*t

out of the way.

-Go backwards.

-That sh*t was sick, huh?

-That sh*t was. You'll see.

-We get it done.

NUGGET:

I remember this day.

DONOVAN: It's a little shaky,

but it's-it's all right.

Every filmer has their bad days.

-It has a little bit of speed.

-On the frame.

Oh! Play that clip

where I f*cking juked

that security guard.

We got to see that, bro.

I've been waiting

for so long to see that.

-The security guard, remember?

-The security guard. -Yeah.

-Put it on. Let's go.

-Oh, my f*cking God.

-Pull that sh*t up.

-Let's go.

Pull it up.

What you waiting for? Come on.

-This is the one, man.

-Put that sh*t on right now.

DONOVAN:

Yeah, that one right there.

-Okay.

-NUGGET: Yep, here we go.

-DONOVAN: There it is. sh*t.

-There she is.

You about to be famous

from this sh*t.

-Swear to God.

-DONOVAN: Swear.

NUGGET: Bruh, he was

all in the way, like, damn.

Watch this juke.

It's a NBA juke right here. Oh.

-NUGGET: Oh!

-Oh, sh*t, right here.

NUGGET:

Land it, land it. There you go.

-Here we go, here we go,

here we go. -(laughs) Great.

NUGGET (on video):

Man, f*ck you! We're out!

RENT-A-COP:

Yeah, don't come back.

-Couldn't even see the board.

-Bro, what the f*ck?

(quiet muttering)

All right, bruh.

All right, so check it out.

I'm no, like, filmer

or expert or anything,

but that's definitely

not usable.

DONOVAN: I thought you were,

like, a filmer, right?

CORY:

None of those are usable.

Yeah. I just...

I-I couldn't focus-up,

um, I'm sorry.

-DONOVAN: Damn.

-CHUNGSING: Ddi?

Oh.

Hi.

Ni hao.

Hello.

-Um, nice meet you.

-DONOVAN: Nice to meet you.

CHUNGSING:

I'm Chris' mother.

Hey, I really like

your paintings.

-Really beautiful, by the way.

-(chuckles): Oh.

-Thank you.

-Yeah.

You notice.

Yeah, I love the colors

and stuff.

I-I paint all myself.

-CORY: That's cool. -DONOVAN:

Yeah, that's really nice.

CORY:

Wait, so, um, if you're Asian,

does that mean

your husband is white?

What?

My husband Asian.

DONOVAN:

How are you half Asian?

-CORY: Yeah, 'cause

you said that... -(stammers)

She's probably just forgetting.

Mom, just get out right now.

Mom, just get out--

Mom, get out! Mom, get out!

Uh, s-sorry.

I'm sorry you had to see that.

It's just--

she could just be, like,

super annoying sometimes

and... and, uh...

Dude, don't talk to your mom

like that.

NUGGET:

She wasn't even being annoying.

Like, what were you even doing?

CORY:

Man, this kid's kind of wack.

NUGGET:

Yeah, you're kind of right.

CORY:

Let's get the f*ck out of here.

-(skateboard rolling)

-DONOVAN: Yo!

NUGGET:

Man, f*ck you. We're out.

(Donovan whoops on video)

(sighs softly)

(messages chiming)



(sighs)

TUTOR:

Okay, let's take a quick break.

(quiet chatter)

(skateboard clattering)

MAX (quietly):

Josh, don't.

(Josh laughs, clears throat)

Yo, Chris!

What up, bro?

Doing some skate tricks?

Huh? (laughs)

Hey, can I ask you something?

Huh? (chuckles)

Are you nervous?

(scoffs, laughs)

Man, I didn't realize

you was such a G, bruh.

Hey, are you

a Fremont Asian Gangsta?

Yes or no?

Come on, man.

-Sure.

-Yeah?

Wait, hold on.

"Fremont Asian Gangsta."

Oh, wait.

So you're a f*g?

(laughing) Oh, G--

Hey, that was good.

Oh, man.

No wonder

you wouldn't kiss Madi.

MAX:

You're gonna get me in trouble.

JOSH:

I got his a*s hella good, bro.

MAX:

Yeah. Yeah.

-(Josh laughs)

-(footsteps running)

-(shouts)

-Bro, what the f*ck?!

(Josh groaning)



(distant chatter)

(Chungsing panting)

Huh?

He started it.

Why the f*ck

are you taking his side?

Why do you never listen to me?

I'm your son.

Yeah, well,

maybe if Dad raised me,

I would've been a better son.

But no, I'm stuck with you,

and you can't do sh*t!

Yeah, bullshit!

Dad's the one in Taiwan

making the f*cking money

while all you do is

just sit at home

and draw f*cking clouds!

No, no, I couldn't care less

whether you f*cking leave,

'cause you're just

a f*cking failed artist

and your stupid-a*s

f*cking drawings.

Not that I f*cking care.

Ah, shut up! Shut up!

I'm sorry I'm not f*cking Max!

I'm sorry I'm not

a f*cking bragging right

-to your f*cking friends!

-Ddi!

I'm not the f*cking

embarrassment here!

You're the

f*cking embarrassment!

I'm ashamed to be

your f*cking son!

(Chungsing panting)

(footsteps running)

(panting)

(whooshing)

(panting)



(door rattling)





(sighs softly)

(birds chirping)

(sighs softly)

(door opens)

(door creaking)

(door closes)

(door creaking quietly)

(sighs)

Are you ashamed of me?

I ran away,

but you didn't even look for me.

"Mama, I just want

to let you know

that I hate you."

(speaks Mandarin)

(chuckles) Sometimes I dream.

I am so proud.

But sometime,

it's a little hard.

(chuckles softly)



ORTHODONTIST:

That's it.

(tooth squeaking)

PHOTOGRAPHER:

Ready? Smile.

(camera clicking)

And tilt your head a little bit.

-And three, two, one.

-(camera clicks)





Madi?

Oh, hi.

Hey.

Good luck.

What's up?

Nothing much.

Uh...

Did you, uh...

did you get a haircut?

No.

Right.

Uh...

I just...

just came over here to say

that I'm, uh, you know, sorry

for not texting you back.

Uh, I was kind of,

like, busy with, like,

you know, family stuff and...

...back-to-school shopping

and...

Uh...

Yeah, I...

You're a pretty cool person,

so I was just, you know,

wondering if you want to, like,

hang out again ever.

You, uh...

You punched my friend Josh

in the face.

Yeah. Yeah, I...

-Yeah.

-Okay, well, later.

(sighs)

("Golden Haze"

by Sasha Ljung playing)

Stay

Playing in a golden haze...

-BOY: So, free food.

-(lively chatter)

Ah, I like that. I like that.

(chatter continues)

Oh, I'll let you know

Oh, no...

WOMAN: Hi, guys.

Welcome to Visual Arts Club.

This year, we're doing a mural,

some more analog photography,

and we just got a big donation

of video equipment.

SOUP:

Yo, Wang-Wang!

So we're hoping to make

more video art...

Fantasies always tasted

Sweeter than a Faberg

Okay

Some things

you could never save

Horizon looking strange

I can't stay here

Today.

(song ends)

CHUNGSING:

Hi, Ddi.

Hai hai.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, it-it was pretty good.

I, um, signed up for

Visual Arts Club.

-Oh.

-Yeah.

(door closes)

(snoring softly)









I've hated everyone I've ever

thought I'd ever been

Got lost in self-reflection,

sure, I often got it wrong

But lately I'm afraid

the damage done is all

It made me self-aware

and f*cked up

From this trip I've been on

Every time I talk

It's the talking

that drives you mad

Every time I stop

It's the silence

I can't withstand

My hands have been

in a ghost land

I just don't wanna be

wrong again

I tend to circle

and nose-dive all the time

I used to sit around

Dissect my thoughts

until I drowned out

Every single sentence

I could never say out loud

One day, I hope to make it up

to everyone I punished

Droning on and on

about whatever again

Every time I talk

It's the talking

that drives you mad

Every time I stop

It's the silence

I can't withstand

I wanna get next to you

But I never know

what to say or do

With my eyes

and my hands and my body

I just wanna get next to you

I've hated everyone I've ever

thought I'd ever been

One day, I hope

to make it up to myself

Every time I talk

It's the talking

that drives you mad

Every time I stop

It's the silence

I can't withstand

My hands have been

in a ghost land

I just don't wanna be

wrong again

I tend to circle

and nose-dive all the time

I wanna get next to you

But I never know

what to say or do

With my eyes

and my hands and my body

I just wanna get next to you

But every time I talk

It's the talking

that drives you mad

Every time I stop

It's the silence

I can't withstand



My hands have been

in a ghost land

I just don't wanna be

wrong again

I tend to circle

and nose-dive all the time

I've hated everyone I ever

thought I'd ever been

One day,

I hope to make it up

To myself.

(song ends)