(traditional Indian music
playing)
(in Hindi)
(in English)
Yes. That's why I had children.
So they could be
just like my mom.
(in Hindi)
JESS: Yo, Maya,
get your a*s over here.
We're up next, b*tches.
All right, listen up, f*ck.
You and Sohan enter
from the back curtain.
Derek and I will be on the side.
-(grunting)
-Derek, you good? What the f*ck?
My pants are too big,
and I just learned the dance.
No one was expecting Jamal
to twist his weak-a*s ankle,
okay?
We didn't have time
to alter the damn costume, bro.
Jess, chill.
We're gonna crush it.
One, two...
-ALL: Melanin Mafia!
-(Sohan whoops)
-JESS: All right.
-Let's f*cking go.
Let's go, Derek.
g*dd*mn, I miss Jamal.
(in Hindi)
(in English)
Look, she's offering two mangoes
to the king.
(sighs)
Hey. Show me your boobs.
What? No.
Come on. We've still got
a few minutes left.
Besides, it'll help me relax.
Okay, fine.
Only if you show me
your thing, too.
-Fine.
-(pants unzip)
On the count of three.
BOTH: One, two, three.
(Maya gasps)
What a big, strong snake.
Holy sh*t.
What's it doing?
(moaning)
-Oh, my eye!
-f*ck. I'm-I'm sorry.
You jizzed
in my f*cking eyeball!
Pull up your pants.
I can't. They're stuck. Help me!
Spin. No, the other way.
Ah, sh*t. I can't do it, Jess.
-Pull it up.
-(moans): Oh, f*ck.
Whoa!
Again?
I'm gonna f*ck you up!
-JESS: Spin.
-DEREK: f*ck these pants.
-Ah! Watch out, idiot!
-f*ck!
-(music stops)
-(crowd gasping, murmuring)
(gasping)
Yeah, that's my boy, Sohan!
(crowd murmuring, shouting)
Maya?
BOTH: What a sl*t.
Way to get eye-f*cked, loser!
No wonder my sexual journey
has been so f*cked up.
What did I do in a past life
to deserve a daughter like you?
It's all that "Sailor Moon"
you're watching,
with her miniskirts
and hooker friends!
When I was your age,
I wouldn't even dream
of talking to boys.
And now you're out
in public having...
I wasn't having sex.
(gasps) Oh.
-What did you say?
-"Sex"?
Where are you learning
this language?
What would people say about you?
(in Hindi)
(in English)
She was born in a country
that has bigger butts
than brains.
We should all go back to India.
(in Hindi)
Raj and I worked so hard
to come here
and give her a better life.
(in Hindi)
VEENA:
What?
(upbeat Indian pop music
playing)
(tires squealing)
What's "M.A.S.H."?
-(sharp thump)
-(girls gasp)
You want to have three kids
with Leonardo DiCaprio, huh?
You must think you're very hot.
Let's see how much
you like the heat.
You will stay here
until all your dirty thoughts
melt away.
Mmm, I want all 11
of Hrithik Roshan's fingers
to touch me.
Three thumbs, three holes.
How is it three?
(girls giggle)
(gasps) What is this garbage?
Girls shouldn't be
watching this.
You have to be very careful now.
Extra careful.
This means you can get pregnant
(fingers snap) like this now.
If you even look at a boy,
his sperm can enter your body
through your eyes.
Wait, through your eyes?
(gasps)
(panting)
(in Hindi)
-No, ma'am.
-(in English) Good.
(sighs)
MAYA (voice-over):
So, for the next 15 years,
I stopped focusing on
getting that "D,"
and instead focused on
getting straight A's.
With three fancy degrees,
learning how to cook
four different subjis
and a plan for the future,
I was ready to go back
to America.
VEENA:
This feels like a mistake.
You're a computer engineer,
and your plan is
to beg for money?
I was so close to being proud.
It's not begging.
It's called fundraising.
And again, Mom, you do not
have to come with me.
-I'm an adult.
-What kind of mother would I be
if I let my single daughter
roam around the world
by herself like an orphan?
One that respects boundaries?
-Don't make up words, Maya.
-Mm.
(in Hindi)
(tires squealing)
(grunting)
f*ck! sh*t!
-MAYA: I'm back, Jess.
-(whoops)
It has literally been 900 years.
Tell me everything, okay?
The truth.
Not that bullshit
you post on Instagram.
Okay, I just fact-checked
my 300th article
for "The Wall Street Journal,"
but the real tea is
I've been dating this girl,
Tonya, for two weeks. Oh.
You know I don't kiss
and tell 'cause that's tacky.
-Totally.
-But she's a DJ,
and she has been remixing
my p*ssy like f*cking Tisto.
Just like, "Oh, oh, oh."
(imitates record scratching)
I can barely walk.
(laughs)
Wait, do you still call
your... you know, Garfield?
The most iconic kitty
on the block? Hell yes.
And they're both grumpy
on Mondays.
-(laughs)
-Now you go. Tell me everything.
Oh, I mean, there are so many
things I could tell you.
Uh... Ooh, ooh.
I don't get that weird eczema
on my knee anymore.
Remember that?
Uh, what else?
I think I'm allergic
to chickpeas.
b*tch, what?
Eczema and chickpeas?
Tell me
some juicy India stories.
Have you been boning
any young Hasan Minhajs?
(laughs)
No. No, no, no. I haven't...
I haven't been boning anyone.
-Like...
-Like ever, yet.
You're still a virgin?
-Shut up.
-Holy sh*t, Maya.
That's weird.
I know. I'm so embarrassed.
I don't know, I don't know
what's wrong with me.
Didn't you tell me
you were hooking up
with some guy from
your computer science class?
I lied.
Oh, yeah.
-Do you like that?
-Mm-hmm.
(moaning) You're so strong!
You're so strong!
MAYA (voice-over): Unless 30
seconds of dry humping counts.
I probably only went to
his house because, deep down,
I knew nothing would happen.
-Do you hear that?
-What?
(raspy voice): "Help! Help me!"
(normal voice): That's your
p*ssy. She's got dry throat.
It's like a desert in there.
(raspy voice):
"Give me a glass of water."
(normal voice):
I've got an idea.
I'm gonna make it my mission
to give you
every experience you
missed out on in high school.
-Really?
-High school bucket list.
(raspy voice): "Help!"
(Maya groans)
-Are you hungover?
-No.
-I have allergies.
-If your grandma were here,
we'd be heading back to India
right now.
(chuckles) At this rate,
I should really sign up
for frequent flyer miles.
Thank you.
I know what I did was extreme,
but I still think
I did what was best for you.
And for me.
Hey, I'm just happy to be back.
I mean, come on, you must have
missed America, too.
Weren't you lonely just hanging
out with Nani all the time?
In India, I was lonely and hot.
In America, I'm lonely and fat.
Well, maybe you should find
somebody to be lonely with.
Maya, I was
already married once.
That's it.
Women my age don't go hopping
-from relationship
to relationship.
-Whatever.
I'll just sell my app
for millions of dollars
so you can fill that hole in
your heart with a Lamborghini.
RECEPTIONIST: He'll see you now.
-BEAR: Big results! Big results!
-(Bradley grunting)
sh*t. Uh... uh...
Am I interrupting?
You got eight minutes. Let's go.
(grunting continues)
Uh... Okay.
I think you'll agree that
a lot of American parents
are concerned
with what their teenagers
-are consuming online because...
-(back cracking)
-Get that a*s down!
-(Bradley straining)
That's tight.
That's tight. That's tight.
Why not put control
back into parents' hands
with my app, Screen Better?
Don't just take
your kids' phone away.
Take Jake Paul
away from their phone.
Did you catch your son
trying to f*ck an old DVD, too?
No. Ow.
No, I-I don't have any kids.
Why'd you make the app, then?
(groans)
I went to high school in India
where I learned discipline,
-but before that, I...
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.
Well, how can you
build a product
that protects American teenagers
when you don't know
what it's like
-to be an American teenager?
-Uh...
-Beast mode!
-Ah!
f*ck! (grunts)
Aw, it couldn't have been
that bad. Come on.
No. I mean, maybe he's right.
No, I'm not the right person
to make this app.
No, you just need quality time
with your demo.
-Maybe you should
get a job at a high school.
-What?
No, I'm an entrepreneur.
I'm not supposed to have a job.
Plus, I don't have
a teacher's license.
I worked on this article.
Turns out,
you don't need to be certified
to work with kids.
Substitute teachers, tutors.
It's kind of f*cked up,
actually.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Repeat after me.
I'm not a little b*tch.
I am not a little b*tch!
Good, 'cause I got
a surprise for you.
-What?
-(imitates bell): Ding.
-Uh...
-For your p*ssy.
Okay. (chuckles)
Start on a low setting.
It gets kind of crazy.
Here's the thing.
I don't know
if I've ever, like...
-Never? Damn, girl.
-(sighs)
Do you use one?
Yes. Of course.
I've got like seven of those.
-Oh.
-But not lately
'cause Tonya and I have been
f*cking like two times a day.
By the way, we are IG official.
-Holy sh*t! That was fast!
-Mm-hmm.
-Congrats, dude.
-Thank you.
-Also, holy sh*t,
two times a day?
-It's so much.
Yeah, dude, like,
how often do you shower?
Not enough.
Keep the windows down.
I am exhausted.
I'm taking supplements.
-(vibrator buzzing)
-MAYA: (sighs) Okay.
(inhales deeply)
Okay.
(sighs)
VEENA:
Maya, come! Come! Come!
-(gasps) Wh-What, Mom?
-VEENA: Come for breakfast!
-(sighs)
-(buzzing stops)
(sighs)
(Farhad and Veena
speaking indistinctly)
VEENA: Yes, please. Oh, perfect.
Thank you so much, Farhad.
-FARHAD: Right here? Okay.
-Right there. Thank you.
-(Veena chuckles)
-There we go. (grunts)
Oh, this is my daughter Maya.
(chuckles)
She was supposed to build
the next Google,
but now she wants to be
a half-teacher.
Always a self-esteem boost, Mom.
-Farhad lives two doors down.
-Yes.
Mm. And now he's moving in?
Shut up. Farhad was kind enough
to bring the delivery in
because the driver
left it in the driveway.
Mom, I told you to get
white glove service.
I tell you what,
the next time you get delivery,
I wear white gloves,
you give me $50.
Oh! (laughing)
Oh, thank you so much, Farhad.
It's my pleasure.
Can I get you a cup of tea?
FARHAD: Eh... No, no, no.
I really should get
to the office,
but, uh, maybe I can take
a rain check?
(laughs): Oh. First $50,
and now he wants a check, too?
(Farhad and Veena laughing)
FARHAD: Your ma's very funny.
-Very nice to meet you.
-Thank you so much.
-FARHAD: Bye-bye.
-Bye-bye, now.
See you.
MAYA: That was...
...interesting.
(scoffs)
So, what's your plan?
Mm. Well, I submitted my rsum
to a few recruitment websites,
and I already have
a bunch of interviews.
Hmm.
Interview.
I have one interview.
-(scoffs)
-Just watch us slay
Slay, slay, slay
Just watch us slay
Slay, slay, slay
And though them hoes
can drop it really low
Just watch us slay
Slay, slay, slay
'Cause I'm badder
than a millionaire...
Principal Fletcher's office?
-Through that door.
-Thank you.
Slay, slay, slay...
FLETCHER (voice-over):
Maya, come on in.
-(song ends)
-I'm gonna level with you.
We've been given a mandate
to ensure that our staff
is at least 30% diverse.
Currently,
we're at four percent,
even with Mr. Brown,
who apparently is white.
Diverse or not,
we're completely understaffed.
-Uh...
-No one wants to be a teacher.
So, unless you're a pedophile,
-I'm inclined to hire you.
-Okay.
That was very straightforward.
Uh, not a pedophile.
-Great.
-But I would like to be a tutor.
Tutors don't count towards
our total diversity numbers,
so I really hate that idea.
What I need is someone like you
to be a substitute teacher.
Wow.
Someone like me is just gonna
skip right over being offended
because that actually works out
kind of perfectly.
-Great.
-Yeah, and the great news is
you don't have to worry
because computer science
is like my second language.
Oh, no, I have something
different in mind for you.
Oh.
MAYA (voice-over):
Hello, everyone.
I'm Ms. Singh,
and I'll be teaching...
-...sex ed.
-NATHANIEL: Sick.
-Hot sex ed teacher.
-Sweet.
Okay, even though that's true,
that's not appropriate.
If I get a b*ner during class,
do I get extra credit?
(laughter)
Please don't listen to him.
He can't keep his mouth shut.
We're working on it.
You wouldn't have to
work on my mouth.
It does all the work for you.
-(class oohing)
-MAYA: Okay, stop that.
Uh, let's begin.
An STD is
a sexually transmitted disease.
There are a number of them,
some of which can be
very harmful.
You could die. And be dead.
Ms. Singh, we know what
STDs are. We're not stupid.
-Yeah, Jason's mom
gave me herpes.
-(laughter)
The only person who should be
entering you is Jesus.
Okay, okay,
let's pay attention, all right?
Um, who can name
some forms of contraception?
-Abstinence.
-Having Kyle's face?
-(laughter)
-I have an IUD.
Okay. Well, cranberry juice
helps with that.
-Did you know that?
-IUD.
-Not a UTI.
-(students chuckling)
No, no, I knew that.
Are you even qualified
to teach us?
-Yes.
-KYLE: I've probably had
-more sex than you.
-(laughter)
Okay, whoa. That is not true.
Oh, sh*t.
Ms. Singh is "sing-le."
(laughter)
-(shouts)
-(laughter)
I can't teach this class.
-Why not?
-Have you met your students?
They belong on reality TV.
Listen, I know
they're a bunch of pricks,
but they need the guidance
more than anyone.
Yeah, I'm more of
an HTML kind of girl
than an STD kind of girl.
Why can't you be both? I know
plenty of slutty smart people.
It's a simple
abstinence-based program
prescribed by the state.
Just stick to the curriculum.
I'm sure it's the same crap
you learned in high school.
Mm-hmm. I don't know.
(upbeat music playing outside)
So, we good?
(upbeat dance music playing)
JESS (voice-over):
How are you gonna teach sex ed
when you've never
had sex before?
It's not like history teachers
fought in the Civil w*r, okay?
Plus, the curriculum is about
abstinence. I'm a pro at that.
Yeah, well, maybe you can learn
with the students.
Don't learn on the students,
you creepy virgin.
Ooh, maybe you can learn on him.
No, I can't. He's not even
dressed in 2000s gear.
I could never date a guy
who can't follow a theme.
Who said anything about dating?
Dating requires a commitment.
Which, by the way,
Tonya and I said
"I love you" yesterday.
-Already?
-Yeah.
Do you have terminal cancer
or something?
No, that's just me.
But for you,
you just need to have fun.
And it's perfect.
It's 2000s night.
You just pretend
this is like
a high school house party
and he's your lab partner
or some sh*t.
-Yeah. Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Yeah. Yeah, okay.
-Yeah. You got this.
You know what?
I'm just gonna have fun.
-Yeah.
-Right now.
Wait, before you go,
check it out. Boom.
You've been iced, b*tch!
You're holding a beer.
-Okay, whatever.
-What are you, color-blind?
Yeah, I'm color-blind.
You're my favorite white friend.
Get on one knee
and chug it anyway.
Aw... (scoffs)
You got this.
-Come on. Yes!
-(groans) I can't do it.
-I can't do it.
-You can do it.
(yells)
High...
school... bucket...
(high-pitched): list!
-(chuckles)
-Holy sh*t.
I'm gonna have diarrhea.
Well, pair that diarrhea
with an orgasm.
Get over there, girl.
Oh, hi. (chuckles)
I'm Maya.
Do you want to be my...
lab partner?
f*ck yeah.
(panting)
-Uh, I haven't been to the gym.
-(sniffing)
Ah, you smell like cookies.
-I had them for lunch.
-Mmm.
Mommy.
(Kevin moans)
(baby talk): Are you my mommy?
-I need some milk. Mmm.
-Uh...
You want to see
my little baby wiener?
Uh, I'm sure it's bigger
than a baby wiener.
No, it's so tiny.
-Okay.
-My little baby wiener
wants back inside
that nice, warm cave.
Not this warm cave.
(chuckles nervously)
Yeah, a little umbilical cord
connected both of us.
I remember, I was in my embryo,
in my amniotic sack.
-That's not... No.
-I've been bad.
Make me jizz
in my little diaper.
sh*t. Okay. Um, you know,
why don't...
why don't you just
use your lips to kiss me?
Right here, okay?
Yeah.
(both moaning softly)
Yeah.
Extra careful.
(groans)
Mommy!
VEENA (in distance): Yes, Maya?
-Uh, sorry, Mom! Nothing!
-(shudders)
Is that your real mom?
Do you think that
she would want to join us?
Because a grandma
would really take this
to the next level.
You should go.
Where my girls at?
Where my girls at?
-Where my girls at?
-(school bell rings)
Where my,
where my girls at?
-Where my girls at? Yeah
-MADISON: Hi, Ms. Singh.
-Where my girls at?
-(song ends)
Abbey, hi. Hi.
Um, would you
like to join the...
Hi. Would you like to join
the Abstinence Club?
-What?
-We're recruiting students
to join our mission in promoting
school-wide abstinence.
Would you like to join?
I've had sex with eight people.
Including your dad.
-Nathaniel Johnson?
-Here.
Okay, great.
Um, Abbey...
...h*?
Yup. Here.
Oh. Okay. Good for you guys.
What do you mean?
Oh. Well, I mean...
(chuckles) You know.
Are you laughing because
her last name is h*?
No! No, no, no. Of course not.
No, I'm not laughing. I just...
I honestly expected
everybody else to laugh.
Why would we do that?
-Her last name is h*.
-Okay, wow.
Okay, well, I'm glad
you're all so mature.
All right.
And, Abbey, for the record,
I know plenty of Asian h*s.
(laughter)
Okay, moving on
to today's lesson.
Uh, we are going to role-play.
-Babe, pretend to be
my stepsister.
-(laughter)
Why does everyone want
to have sex with their family?
No, not that kind of role-play.
You're gonna be
acting out these lines
to learn
the severity of pregnancy.
All right. There you go.
Okay.
"When I first found out
that I was pregnant,
I started getting scared
because of the pain."
KYLE: "I can get her ice cubes
to make her feel
more comfortable.
I am a young, naive man."
Two weeks later.
"Ow, ow, ow.
I wish I never had sex.
Please make it stop.
Ow, ow, ow."
"There's so much blood!"
ABBEY:
"This is gonna take 36 hours.
You may never walk again."
"I think my kidney is
falling out."
"It is."
Seriously, Ms. Singh,
what the hell is this?
(chuckles)
Uh...
(sighs)
(sighs)
Oh. (chuckles)
Hi. I'm Linda Smeighton,
Teacher of the Year
three years in a row.
Oh, wow. (chuckles)
I'm Maya, the new sex ed
teacher for the first time.
(laughs) The substitute.
-Yeah.
-Oh, that's so fun.
Now, I hate to be
a stickler for the rules,
but technically
the teachers' lounge
-is for teachers only.
-But I am a teacher.
But you're not technically
a teacher, right?
You're a substitute.
We can't just
let anybody in here.
It's a capacity issue.
It's not safe.
Oh... 'kay.
Oh, I didn't realize
-it was tight in here...
-And I have dibs on that mug.
Number one teacher, that's me.
-(chuckles) Well...
-(coffee pours)
I'm sure I'll be
seeing you around,
just not in this lounge, okay?
(Linda laughs)
You know, honey,
if it makes you feel any better,
I usually put laxatives
in her coffee,
and then I take
all the toilet paper
out of the teachers' restroom.
That does make me feel better.
Thank you.
I'm Barb.
I don't wear underwear. You?
Oh. Uh, I do.
-Oh, no, honey, your name.
-Oh. Maya.
-That's good to know, though.
-Okay. Yeah.
-(school bell rings)
-Oh, I got to go.
It's sloppy joe day,
and I got to prep the "meat."
Don't eat it.
Bye.
-Oh.
-Oh. (chuckles) Sorry.
It's okay. It's actually a push.
Oh.
So that's why it says
"Push" on it.
(chuckles) Uh...
-At your service.
-Thank you.
I'll be sure to leave you
a positive Yelp review.
(chuckles) No need. Us Asians,
we got to stick together.
Chances are you're
the only staff member
who can properly
pronounce my name.
Really? Well, I mean,
I'm a pretty different
kind of Asian, but I'll try.
What's your name?
I was bluffing. It's Alex.
(chuckles)
"Alax"? "Allux"?
I'm Maya. I'm new.
Oh, no way. Me, too.
What are you teaching, Maya?
Uh... sex ed.
Awesome.
I teach computer science.
I know. Nerd alert.
-(school bell rings)
-Well, uh, I'll be
seeing you around.
Was it...
..."May-ah"?
(Alex chuckles)
Nailed it. (chuckles)
Easy feeling,
let go whenever I want...
I'm coming up
all grays over here.
JESS: Mmm. "Vivid."
-Son of a b*tch. Double V's?
-(laughs)
-Speaking of double V's...
-Mm.
...I introduced Tonya
to my parents.
g*dd*mn! You're gonna have
a ring on your finger
before I even give a hand job.
What about that dude
from the club?
Mm-mm.
-He wanted me to play mommy.
-Ew.
I love a good kink,
but the whole guys
and the "mommy" thing? No.
But I did meet
this cute guy at school,
and honestly, he's such a daddy.
Okay, why are you still talking?
Show me his Insta.
-Okay.
-It's a sleepover.
-Come on.
-Ooh. Yes.
-MAYA: He's cute, right?
-So cute.
-MAYA: Go, Allux.
-What are you, 12?
-Zoom in on his d*ck.
-What? No!
He's wearing gray sweatpants.
That's practically
begging for it.
-MAYA: Don't. Oh, my goodness.
-JESS: Okay, see his outline?
Holy sh*t, you can.
What a f*cking sl*t.
JESS: Okay, f*ck it up!
Gray sweatpants and he can cook?
I might suck his d*ck.
-Watch this.
-(camera clicks)
-For you to enjoy later.
-Okay, stop.
But I'm just gonna be
super chill.
Like, whatever, casual.
No over-the-top flirting.
-(whistle blows)
-MAYA: Nice ba*ls!
What?
Uh, soccer.
-Oh. (laughs) Yeah.
-Yeah.
I feel like such a fraud
coaching soccer.
I don't know anything about it.
Oh, I can't imagine the feeling.
LINDA: Oh.
Of course you two are friends.
Hi, Linda.
It's probably super hard
fitting in sometimes
when you're different.
Well, actually, right now,
you're the minority.
You know,
I don't personally like
to categorize people
by their skin color,
but to each their own.
Right. I'll, uh,
see you both inside.
Oh, so you got the good
parking space today, huh, Maya?
-Yeah, it was open.
-This is technically my space.
Really? 'Cause there wasn't
technically a sign.
Oh, it probably fell down.
Wow, really?
'Cause I didn't
see one on the ground
either anywhere.
Well, I've been
parking here for years.
-Well, it's a free country.
-You know what?
I'll be sure
to put another sign up
in both English and Hindu.
That would be great.
Just make sure it says,
"Reserved for Scott Pilgrim
with t*ts."
Have a great day.
You, too.
-Do I have to?
-Yes.
Getting high in the backwoods
is peak high school.
Pull, pull, pull, pull, pull,
pull. Let go of your thumb.
(chuckles)
-(coughing)
-Good girl.
Ugh. It smells horrible, dude.
Tonya hates the smell, too.
Oh, by the way,
we started a podcast together.
You're podcast official?
Dude, that's some serious sh*t.
-When you know, you know.
-(laughs)
MAYA: Dude, what other
high school staples
-did I miss out on?
-Hmm.
-Mix CDs.
-(chuckles)
That was, like,
the truest sign of love.
MAYA: Aw, f*ck.
I can't believe
I missed mix CDs with you.
JESS:
I have a CD player in my car.
That sh*t still slaps.
Hey, what about sex ed?
I mean, you couldn't call
what we had sex ed.
It was just Mr. Turner,
the gym teacher,
using a bunch of
food analogies willy-nilly.
Like, "Women have eggs,
"and when you mix the eggs
with the man's yogurt,
that bakes a baby." (chuckles)
-(laughing)
-I still think about it
every time I eat
a f*cking parfait.
That is so messed up.
Half the schools in the state
don't teach sex ed.
It's crazy.
Really?
Yep.
I don't know. Maybe I have
an opportunity here.
Like, I didn't learn
anything about sex
or sexuality till college.
I didn't even know
I was g*y till I bought,
like, my tenth
Kristen Stewart poster.
The first nine, I was like:
-Straight little girl
-(laughing)
I'm as straight as can be
Hoop earrings
and a long dress for me
The tenth, I was like,
"d*ke mode activated."
You're right. This class
is just pure scare tactics.
You know, it's not like
I'm teaching them
anything that'll help them
understand themselves.
It doesn't help that
I don't know sh*t about sh*t.
Okay. I have an idea.
Let me show you
some sex ed, you stoner.
Clear the way
Time to slay
I'm way too fine
to be M.I.A.
To catch his unborn kids.
It's your stage
Do it your way...
Missionary. Cowgirl.
Doggy style.
g*ng bang!
-f*ck no!
-I mean, no.
-Definitely no.
-(retching)
But yes for some people.
(mouth full):
You got to be sex positive.
Twerk it, how to do it
Work it like a queen
Do your, do your thing
Work it like a queen
Let them feel that energy
Work it like a queen,
work it
Mm-uh, work it
Ooh-uh
Work it like a queen
Do your, do your thing
Work it like a queen
Let them feel that ener--
-(song ends)
-(school bell rings)
I should go home.
Before my mom calls your mom.
sh*t. Now you got to go home
and pretend not to be stoned
in front of your mom.
That's another bucket list item.
(both laughing)
FARHAD: I'm not used
to this spice.
-My eyes are watering.
-Oh, really?
-Okay, I'm gonna try.
-You must try.
But try the big one.
You must like it.
-You sure not too hot?
-No, it's not spicy. Not at all.
-How is it?
-(laughs) My God.
-(laughing)
-What are you doing to me?
VEENA: Oh, you must have
some tea. It will help.
-FARHAD: How do you eat this?
-White gloves!
-What's going on?
-Hello.
Caught Farhad heading
to the grocery store
because he ran out of ginger.
I told him not to be silly.
FARHAD: It's true.
VEENA: Because we never run out.
-Fascinating.
-FARHAD: Had I known
my poor planning
would have resulted in
this delicious chai
and lovely company,
I would have been disorganized
much sooner.
(Farhad chuckles)
Well, it's getting late.
-I should be making
dinner for Maya.
-Oh...
Oh, don't worry about it.
I'm not even hungry.
Don't be silly.
Have a good night.
FARHAD: Uh, okay.
(clears throat) Of course.
(clears throat)
Very nice to see you again.
Bye. Don't forget your ginger.
-Enjoy that.
-Thank you. I'll let you know
how everything goes.
VEENA: Oh, okay. Good night.
Thank you for coming.
FARHAD:
Good night. Thank you so much.
(door closes)
-Uh, Mom?
-Hmm?
I think Farhad was, like,
flirting with you.
(clicks tongue, scoffs)
What nonsense.
He wanted ginger,
so I gave him ginger.
-That's it.
-Yeah.
He wanted your ginger
all right. (snorts)
(Maya chuckles)
What do you mean, my "ginger"?
You know, like your...
ginger spice.
-(Maya laughs)
-(scoffs)
Don't talk about ginger
that way.
(Veena sighs)
What kind of woman
do you think I am? Hmm?
You think I would be
hanging out with random men?
Mom, there's nothing wrong with
enjoying somebody's company.
-Chill.
-There was no company.
-It was just ginger.
-Got it.
I should go, uh, prep.
-Mm-hmm.
-For my class.
It's, uh, computer science.
(Maya clears throat)
(whispers):
Ginger spice. (laughs)
Get... get out, you dirty girl.
Hey, what's good?
-(woman moaning on phone video)
-Wow.
Very impressive work.
(laughs) Go Super Saiyan
on that thing, baby!
-Thank you.
-No! Oh.
Ms. Singh, that's...
that's my
emotional support porn.
This is why we need
Screen Better.
What?
All right, class, today
we're gonna try
something a little different.
Does anybody know what this is?
Your Tinder profile.
Looks like Kyle's sister.
-Madison's labia.
-JASMINE: Oh, my God.
It's a gender elephant.
Correct.
Lots of countries teach this.
Now, everyone, please write
down your gender identity,
expression
and sex assigned at birth
-as you understand it.
-How is this educational?
KYLE: Yeah, I don't get it.
Aren't those all the same thing?
Actually, no.
Your gender identity,
gender expression
and sex assigned at birth
can all be different.
It's okay if you're not sure.
Just... come on.
G-Give it a try.
That's what's up.
Thank you.
I'm on a mission,
I've got a plan
I let nothing slip
through my hands
Straight to the point
as fast as I can
I see through
your disguises
Try as you might,
there's no fooling me
It's time we turned up
the heat
I'm on your tail,
as cool as can be
-There's no use in hiding.
-(song ends)
-Oops.
-MAYA: Oh. (chuckles)
-Hi.
-(chuckles) Maya.
Uh... you can have it.
No, no. You, uh, you take it.
You were there first.
No. It's fine.
It was for my mom anyways.
Oh, then you should
definitely take it.
No, really. My mom usually
has so much ginger,
but she ran out because
she gave it away while flirting.
Flirting?
Is that how flirting works?
-(chuckles)
-'Cause if that's the case,
then...
can I cook you dinner?
Why are you lying
to yourself again...
ALEX (chuckles): What?
What do you mean you're
rewriting the curriculum?
-Does Fletcher know about that?
-MAYA: I mean,
she said I could make
some changes.
-She said that?
-No.
(laughs) Just be careful.
I've heard that Fletcher lives
and dies by the school board.
It'll be fine. I mean, today's
lesson really got me thinking
about the kind of impact
I want to make.
I admire your enthusiasm.
Wow. Ooh, I admire
that you know how to make
-such good Thai...?
-Filipino.
-Filipino food.
-(laughs)
Yes. Here I was mistaking you
for Diet Asian.
Uh, I'm offended by that.
I was actually
the eighth member of BTS.
-Oh.
-I just decided
to quit the fame
-and become a teacher instead.
-Mm.
Also, I'm not Korean.
-Obviously. You're Filipino.
-(chuckles)
What were you doing
before Proudamore?
Well, I was actually in India.
-I moved there when I was 13.
-Okay.
-How did that happen?
-Well, my mom made us move
because she was scared
I was turning into
a "wild American teenager,"
which to be fair,
I absolutely was.
Wow. I've heard of
immigrant parents
threatening that before,
but I don't know anyone
whose parents actually did that.
Why did you come back here?
I love India, you know?
But this is home.
It just... It was time.
-Yeah.
-Plus, there's this app
I'm trying to get
off the ground. I don't know.
Don't just gloss over
the million-dollar idea
I could potentially steal.
I didn't realize
you were a tech nerd.
I actually wanted to teach
computer science
but got stuck with
sex ed because
they already had a teacher
that was cuter than me.
(Alex sighs)
What a cute as*h*le.
-Hurts me every time a...
-(song stops)
Okay, this guy graduated
from MIT,
is old enough to rent a car
but young enough
to know who BTS is
and could probably make
better roti than me.
I should stop being
a little b*tch
and just go for it, right?
Do, I do you
You, you do me
Huh, a blue moon
What? Blue sea
A new coupe
with two seats, huh
You move to a new beat...
-Maya?
-(song stops)
Uh, you know what?
It's, um... (clears throat)
It's getting really late,
and I still have to plan
tomorrow's lesson, so...
-Yeah.
-Okay.
-Bye. (chuckles)
-(sighs)
("Never Gonna Stop" by Two
Hidden Labs feat. DEVMO plays)
Did I just bow?
What is wrong with me?
Maya, you need to turn
this vag*na around
right now! f*ck you, legs.
Make your body move like
you're never gonna stop
Got to get it poppin'
like you're never gonna stop
Drop it down and shake it
like you're never gonna...
Vodka with a splash of vodka
to drown your sorrows in.
(groans) I don't get it!
You know, I was enjoying it,
and then he started
to touch my body,
and I just kept thinking
of my Nani and my mom.
-Ew.
-He could've K-popped my cherry.
If he was Korean.
He's not. He's Filipino.
It's different.
They're different.
It's a whole--
You had to be there!
Maybe you're into girls.
I don't think so. I can barely
look at my own vag*na.
That's 'cause of the angle.
You got to use a mirror
and a ring light.
High school bucket list:
experiment with
your sexuality, girl.
Mmm.
Never gonna stop,
never, never gonna stop
Make your body move like
you're never gonna stop
-Got to get it poppin'...
-(song fades)
("This d*ke" by Kimmortal
playing)
This d*ke wanna go all night,
boom, boom
This d*ke wanna be alone
with you...
This d*ke wanna go all night,
boom, boom...
Tell me with your eyes
when we reach the highway...
-(sharp blow)
-(groans): Oh!
(groans)
Did you just punch my p*ssy?
No, no, no, I didn't mean to!
I meant to grab it.
What in the actual f*ck?!
I said grind it!
You told me
to grab her by the p*ssy!
-Why the f*ck would I say that?!
-I don't know!
-It's called consent, b*tch!
-Me Too?
I haven't had sex yet,
and I was trying to figure out
if I was g*y!
Oh, so I'm just another
straight-girl experiment.
f*ck off, virgin!
She is from a small town
in India.
-She has camels in her p*ssy!
-I do not!
-No, there's not!
-(clamoring)
MAYA (voice-over): Today, we
will be crafting our genitals.
Or whatever body part you feel
best expresses your sexuality.
-(knock on door)
-Maya.
Hi. Can I audit your class?
I never had sex ed.
Uh, sure, Barb.
I don't see why not.
-All right, class, let's...
-(furniture scraping on floor)
(mouthing)
Good? All right, class, let's...
(furniture scraping on floor)
(chuckles)
(chair thuds)
(chuckles softly) All right.
Let's make some art!
("Boomshakalaka" by The Red
Collective feat. Olmos playing)
Boomshakalaka-laka...
The internal clitoris
covered in glitter.
I call it
"the glittery clittery."
Is masturbating
with glitter safe? I'm sorry.
I should save my questions
till the end. Sorry.
Thank you for
that inspiring visual, Jasmine.
Please place that
on our sexual anatomy board.
Shake it, girl,
shake it, girl...
Next.
His name's Goku.
Based on a true story.
(scoffs) I call bullshit.
-(laughter)
-No.
I'm glad you feel so confident,
Kyle. Put it on the board.
Boomshakalaka-laka
Shake it, girl,
shake it, girl
-Next.
-So, I created my boobs
out of wire
to protest
the underwire in bras.
Preach. Put it on the board.
-Next.
-I'm protesting this exercise.
Fair enough. Who's next?
It's a queef.
If you put it sideways,
it kind of looks like a sunrise.
-I hate the sun.
-Okay.
-Next.
-It's, uh, it's a p*nis pipe.
You can smoke it like this.
Uh, do not smoke your p*nis.
-(school bell rings)
-(song ends)
Abbey. What's up?
When-when is it okay
to have sex?
Oh. Uh, well, I guess
that depends on you.
Just-- I have a boyfriend,
and-and he's a senior
at West Hill,
and he's been, um...
You know, he want,
he wants to...
Do you want to?
(sighs) I don't know. I...
I-I don't not want to.
You know, Abbey,
there's nothing wrong
with taking your time.
You know, you're young,
and sex will always be there.
Even when you're my age.
Oh, I don't want
to wait that long.
Mm-hmm.
Uh, well,
if you are ready, then...
honestly, it's your choice.
But please just be safe
about it.
Okay. Yeah.
Hey, uh, thanks for actually
listening to me, Ms. Singh.
Of course.
-See ya, Barb.
-Oh, see ya, honey.
Good luck with the sex.
(chatter in distance)
(whistle blows) Nice, guys.
Reset. Let's do it again.
(chatter continues)
Yeah, I want to talk to you.
You got to focus here. Come on.
-Hey, Ms. Singh.
-What's up, Jason?
Your class was dope today.
Oh, thank you.
Coach Cruz is the best, huh?
Kyle, stop it.
Go take a lap right now.
(stammers) Is Coach out there?
Listen,
can I ask you a question?
That depends.
Do I get paid overtime?
(Maya laughs)
I'm-I'm kidding.
Ask me the question.
Would you ever date someone
younger than you?
Not me. Gross.
-Okay, well, how much older?
-Older. She goes to this school.
So what's the problem?
She's, like, really confident
and experienced,
and I just don't know how
to show her I like her, too.
You know, I got to show her
I'm, like, mature.
Maybe you should make
a grand gesture.
You know,
sweep her off her feet.
Show her that you're serious.
-Grand gesture, huh?
-Yeah.
I mean, the worst
she can say is "no."
-Okay, cool. Thanks, Ms. Singh.
-Got it.
KYLE: Number one player,
back on the field!
Watch out, ladies!
NALINI (over TV): I guess
it's not a horrible idea
to invite a nice man
to a respectable family dinner.
DEVI (over TV):
Great. Okay. So...
So, how's class going?
Are your students engineers yet?
Good. It's going good. Yeah.
Uh, yesterday,
we covered the difference
between hardware and software.
Isn't it right in the title?
One is hard, one is soft?
-I could be a computer engineer.
-Totally.
What are you...
what are you doing?
We are playing
to your strengths, Mom.
Take it as a compliment.
So, have you seen
Farhad recently?
No. Why would I?
I don't know. He seems nice.
M-Maybe you'd like to come?
Go, aunty. See, Mom?
It doesn't matter
how old you are.
You can still live life.
This is a TV show, Maya.
No respectable woman would
behave like this in public.
What would people say?
Who are these people?
Where-where are these people?
And why do they matter?
The community.
See, you don't understand
because you make friends
by poking strangers
on the Facebook.
Back in my day,
all we had was our community.
Whatever. Also, no one even
uses Facebook anymore...
-Shut up.
-Fine.
(alarm clock beeping)
(sighs) Okay.
You can do this.
It's just you touching you.
-Okay.
-(vibrator buzzing)
(sighs)
(clears throat)
Okay.
Yeah.
Here goes.
Yes. Okay.
Think sexy thoughts.
p*nis.
Hard p*nis.
Clean p*nis.
Hard, clean p*nis.
(sighs)
Yeah, no. Okay, here we go.
(clears throat)
(sighs)
Container store.
Okay. Yeah.
Mm.
(moans)
(grunts softly)
Surprise Beyonc album.
(moans): Oh!
(panting): Okay. Oh, yeah.
Ooh. She just f*cking
drops them out of nowhere!
-You're always right.
-(Maya moans)
(booming, whooshing)
(panting): Oh, my God. Oh.
That's different.
I'm feeling
like the Mona Lisa
Like a dime,
like a masterpiece, yeah
Gloss it up like a magazine,
I wanna
Bounce, bounce, bounce
like a trampoline
Turn it up like, "Hey!"
Gonna go like, "Oh!"
Come on, let's go, go, go,
bring the boom
I bring the boom
-Yeah, I bring the boom.
-(song ends)
(panting, sighing)
Why are you still in bed?
It's 11:00 a.m.
Mom, no, it's not! Can I have
some privacy, please?
What's that?
That is, uh, a mixer.
Yeah, the new, uh,
Magic b*llet Mini.
Why is it in here?
Because I had a smoothie.
Last night.
Yeah, I brought it up here
to not wake you up, and...
-What kind of smoothie?
-Uh...
(sniffs, exhales)
Was the milk expired?
No! Ma, I really need
to get ready.
Okay, get out, get out,
get out, get out.
-It's okay. I'll take this.
-Uh...
(whirring and buzzing nearby)
I made you breakfast.
No, no, no, no, Mom.
The milk was expired.
Throw that away. Right now.
-Ah.
-You sure?
Seems good to me.
Huh? Mm. Whatever.
More for me. Mmm.
So good.
(buzzing)
So thick, so creamy. (sighs)
MAYA (voice-over):
Welcome to vulva week.
Over the next few days, we'll
be reviewing the female orgasm,
aka the Big O.
Lights, please.
Now we're talking.
You can't be serious.
Today's lesson is about
the late great Betty Dodson,
professional masturbator
and vulva Yoda.
So we've got the power
in our genitals
to do anything we want
if we claim the power.
Why do you think I been
stumbling that way?
-(woman moaning on video)
-'Cause I'm
Freaky, freaky
Walk that walk
Talk that talk
Play it, walk that talk
(moaning continues)
As you can see,
woman are capable
of having multiple orgasms.
It's important for everybody
to get to know their body.
You know, what you like,
what you don't like.
Your homework is to get to know
yourself, in your own way,
however you feel comfortable.
Sick! I already did
my homework at lunch.
Up next:
how to locate the G-spot.
-Dope.
-Yeah, I'm freaky
Yeah, boy, yeah, I'm freaky
Yeah, I'm freaky, yeah, boy,
yeah, I'm freaky
I'm freaky, freaky,
freaky...
Safe.
Safe. Safe.
Safe, baby.
So safe. Really safe.
I feel so safe.
-Super safe.
-Okay.
(grunts)
(chuckles): Whoa!
Oh!
Yeah, boy, yeah, I'm freaky
I'm freaky, yeah, boy,
yeah, I'm freaky
I'm freaky, freaky,
freaky...
Today...
we talk squirting.
h*m* can be found
in so many plant
and animal species.
For example, male penguins.
Spoiler alert: super g*y.
Yeah, now you know why
they really have happy feet.
Yeah, I'm freaky, yeah, boy,
yeah, I'm freaky
Yeah, I'm freaky, yeah,
boy, yeah, I'm freaky...
Hi, Maya. Oops. (chuckles)
You took my mug again.
That's okay.
Um, shouldn't you be
teaching yoga somewhere?
How you like that yoga?
(scoffs)
Yeah?
Namaste.
b*tch.
I mean,
clearly you have seniority.
That is so rude.
Anyway, I made you one.
Oh, that is so nice of you.
(chuckles)
You remind me of my housekeeper.
-(chuckles): Oh.
-She's so nice, too.
High school bucket list:
graffiti the bathroom wall.
MAYA: Oh.
Is anybody in here?
Is anybody in here?
(passing gas, muttering)
-(stall door closes)
-(mouthing)
(Linda grunting)
(Maya groaning)
Maybe you shouldn't eat
so many dicks, Linda!
Hey, who's there?! (passing gas)
No more, no more, no more.
No more, no more.
Machine g*n Kelly.
And finally,
the shoulder holder,
popular in the UK and Japan,
according to a new poll.
Any questions?
I refuse to hear
any more of this.
(door closes)
-What's a reverse cowgirl?
-Great question.
That is one of the
commander-in-chief positions.
Especially empowering for women.
Because-- spoiler alert--
women can and should
enjoy sex as well.
-Barb?
-What position do you recommend
for someone with a very, very,
very, very tight vag*na?
MAYA: Cowgirl or 69.
But especially good
is doggy style.
-She was... masturbating.
-(buzzing, rhythmic clattering)
She said it was
a school assignment.
LINDA: I saw the whole thing,
Principal Fletcher.
Ms. Singh was encouraging
her students to have S-E-X
and get pregnant. We don't need
any more babies in the world.
Some countries have
already overpopulated it.
What? No, I wasn't.
That's not true.
Ms. Singh, you do know
that we have
a very strict curriculum here.
I am giving them a more
comprehensive sex education.
I mean, they deserve
to learn about anatomy,
body positivity, pleasure.
My daughter does not need
to learn about any of that.
Oh. Okay. So you'd rather
she learn about all this
from Cardi B lyrics?
-I don't know who that is.
-It's Beyonc.
Do you know how much money
I have donated to
the school football program?
Maya, it's a simple,
abstinence-focused program
prescribed by the state.
Okay? No, no, no.
We don't need anything more.
Just teach the book.
Just teach the book, Maya.
Even you can handle that.
(chuckles softly)
-Hi.
-Hey. Want to get drunk?
(siren wailing in distance)
-I hate to say "I told you so."
-(groans)
-So I won't say it.
-Thank you.
But check your texts.
Ha ha. How do they expect me to
teach this antiquated nonsense?
-Change takes time.
-No.
I mean, there has to be
a better way
to teach kids about sex.
-Yeah.
-(door opens)
(clears throat) Uh...
-Can you excuse me
for a second?
-Mm-hmm.
(inhales sharply)
(sighs)
(laughing)
(gasps) Ms. Singh,
what are you doing here?
I think the question is:
What are you doing here?
'Cause it is a school night,
and you're underage.
I snuck out with my boyfriend.
(sighs)
Hi. Can you excuse us
for a sec, boyfriend?
-Thank you.
-(sighs) Man.
-How did you even get in here?
-I used my cousin's ID.
But no one even noticed.
Damn white bouncer.
Please don't tell my parents.
-I won't.
-Thanks, Ms. Singh.
Also, I thought about our talk,
and I'm gonna take your advice.
I'm ready.
Wait, what?
We're gonna do it. Tonight.
Abbey, listen, okay?
I know I've been teaching you
all the benefits of sex,
but in reality,
sex is a big deal.
I mean, are you even
emotionally ready?
And you don't want to do
something you're gonna regret.
What happened to overcoming
shame by Bren Brown?
Bren Brown ain't brown.
You and I are both from cultures
where people will criticize us.
Okay? So we just have to be
extra careful.
But he's down with the
commander-in-chief positions.
-Abbey, listen to me.
-No.
You don't even believe
what you're teaching us.
Maybe you need to get laid.
(scoffs softly)
Can I get three vodka shots,
please?
("Lover" by Diljit Dosanjh
playing)
(song continues
with lyrics in Punjabi)
(moans)
(sighs)
(both chuckling)
-(song ends)
-Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on.
I don't want to do this
when you're this drunk.
(chuckles): Oh, come on. What?
Now that I'm gonna do it,
you don't want it?
Maya, you're trashed.
Just slow down.
What, are you nervous?
-Oh, it's just sex.
-No.
I wanna get to know you more.
Why? This is
what normal people do.
Wait. Don't tell me.
Are you, like, a virgin
-or something? (laughs)
-I'm not. I'm just...
I'm a little scarred from my ex.
Oh, wow. Okay. Yeah.
I didn't realize
you had so much trauma.
I'm just trying to be honest
and vulnerable with you,
and I'm sorry
if that's coming off as...
Weak? Prude?
Yeah. A little.
I think you should leave.
What?
(school bell rings)
(student coughs)
(sighs softly)
Kyle, can you please
read out loud?
Yeah. Um...
"Gonorrhea stays in your body
if it is not treated."
Uh, "Gonorrhea can also spread
to the blood and joints.
"Gonorrhea can be very serious.
-Gon..."
-Ms. Singh. What's up?
Why are we going back
to day-one sh*t?
Yeah, your classes
have been dope.
JASMINE: Yeah, it's like,
for the first time,
someone actually spoke to us
like we're not just stupid kids.
I can't teach that anymore.
I have to go back
to the regular curriculum
mandated by the state.
Are you okay?
Yeah, just a rough week.
Do you want to talk about it?
That would be
highly inappropriate.
-I f*cked up so bad with him.
-Mm.
Yeah, but, you know, you're
allowed to make mistakes.
No one is perfect.
I'm so confident
with everything else, you know?
But when it comes to this...
stuff, it's like I'm broken.
-"Stuff"?
-(sighs)
You mean sex?
Ms. Singh, sounds like you're
dealing with a lot of shame.
And like you're afraid
of intimacy.
We learned this all from you,
Ms. Singh.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
And also from TikTok.
-(school bell rings)
-(sighs)
You'll find your way.
Good luck with your smashing,
Ms. Singh.
-I believe in you.
-Thanks, Nathaniel.
Hey, you got this, Ms. Singh.
-f*ck it up, Ms. Singh.
-I'll try.
Hey.
Do you want to come to my house
for an early dinner?
Holy sh*t ba*ls.
The f*ck?
(doorbell rings)
BARB (over intercom): Who is it?
Yeah, I'm looking for Barb.
BARB: What's the password?
Uh...
-"Clitoris"?
-(door beeps)
-BARB: Enter, darling.
-Yeah.
(classical music playing
faintly over stereo)
(chuckles)
Barb, this looks amazing.
Mm. I steal all the ingredients
from the cafeteria.
(laughs)
Oh. Well, thank you.
Okay, also, I have to ask.
Your house is, like,
really nice and super...
-Expensive.
-Yeah.
Mm-hmm. Full disclosure.
I have been married twice.
My second husband was very rich.
He invented
the little robot vacuum.
-Really?
-Mm-hmm.
I've always wanted one of those.
It was my idea.
You know how it is.
Behind every great man is
an even greater woman
doing all the invisible labor.
Mm, totally.
So, can I ask, uh,
why didn't it work out?
Oh, uh, he couldn't keep up
with me, sexually.
Also, he had a real problem
with my orgasm face,
so I started faking it.
What face were you making?
(clears throat)
Ooh...!
Wow. I mean, that should be
your profile picture.
-It is.
-Oh.
Are you not gonna
return the favor?
Go ahead. We're in a safe space.
-(moans)
-Oh.
-That is good.
-Yeah?
-Yeah. You go inward
and I go outward.
-Huh.
You know, I was repressing
a lot of myself being with him.
-I didn't fart for six years.
-sh*t.
Maya, being in your class
has been liberating.
That makes me really happy.
But I've been thinking,
maybe I actually
don't know what I'm doing,
you know?
Maybe I should quit.
What?! No!
You cannot quit on those kids.
I'm-I'm not even a real teacher.
This isn't what I do.
Honey,
I think it is what you do.
Hmm.
Ooh...! (groans)
(moans): Mm.
-Oh!
-Ooh.
-Oh...!
-Ooh...
The sexual revolution
was essential.
It worked to normalize
contraception,
porn, premarital sex,
h*m*,
masturbation and ab*rtion.
You know what? Maybe as a kid,
you were taught
that even thinking about sex
meant you were a bad person.
They told you not to
touch yourself down there
because then you'd get
a weird disease on your fingers
and maybe they would fall off.
Then you wouldn't be
able to type
and get a professional degree,
and then it's like,
how would you get back
to America?
And now, every time you even
come close to having an orgasm,
all you can think about is
your grandmother's face.
You're so close.
Just like... (panting softly)
(pops lips) Nani.
(whispers): She's right there.
For too long, we've obsessed
over this idea of
"What will other people think?"
'Cause we don't want
to bring shame to ourselves
and to our families.
Well, kids, I'm here to tell you
that those days are over!
-Yeah, they are.
-(overlapping agreements)
Because everyone gets horny.
-STUDENTS: Yeah!
-Everyone has wet dreams.
-STUDENTS: Yeah!
-STUDENT: Let's go.
And everybody's mother
has licked their vibrator
at some point.
(confused murmurs)
We need a sex ed revolution,
and it needs to start
in this school today!
(cheering, whooping)
Am I right? Am I f*cking right?!
FLETCHER: Ms... Ms. Singh!
Ms. Singh! Ms. Singh!
-Get down. Come on. Get down.
-(cheering stops)
-Get down.
-LINDA: Get down.
-Ms. Singh, get down.
-Get down.
FLETCHER: Mrs. Smeighton,
will you please take over
-while Ms. Singh is gone?
Come on.
-Yes, of course.
-(students booing)
-(Fletcher shushing)
-STUDENT 1: No, come on!
-STUDENT 2: No, Ms. Singh.
Let's take a walk.
-STUDENT 3: That's bullshit!
-I heard that swear.
LINDA: Party's over.
Let's get this filth
off the screen.
It's time for your sex education
to truly begin.
Do you know any sex positions?
Yeah, sure, I know
a good sex position.
Syphilis.
(Jasmine sighs)
Have you lost your f*cking mind?
I am teaching these kids
valuable lessons, okay?
They're not learning this stuff
at home.
I hired you to teach
a strict curriculum
enforced by the state
and the school board,
and you decided to become
the Malala of sex education.
Now they've got my urethra
wrapped around my neck
like a noose.
When I started at this school,
one of my students thought
the cervix
was a new Tesla model.
And your mom
sucking on your vibrator
is educational how?
She wasn't sucking it.
She just licked it.
I need to work at this school.
-I am learning so much.
-Look at my hands.
-What?
-Do you see
anything in them? No.
Because this is officially
in the hands of
the school board now.
Okay. Fine.
So who do I speak to?
Your only option is
to make an appeal
at the board's next meeting.
But I doubt
it'll make a difference.
They're a bunch of tyrants.
When is it?
(sighs)
Wait, Ms. Singh!
Sorry. I'm actually
not your teacher anymore.
Mm, that sucks.
I just wanted to tell you
I didn't have sex
with my boyfriend.
Really?
He wasn't respecting
my boundaries.
And he also wanted to do it
to Chainsmokers.
Mm, yeah. That's a red flag.
But... (chuckles)
good for you, Abbey.
(breathes deeply)
I wish you could stay.
Mrs. Smeighton says every time
you have premarital sex
an angel dies.
Hmm.
Anyway, I should get
back to class.
Yeah.
(sighs)
(students groaning, muttering
in classroom)
STUDENT: I want to look away,
but I can't.
(baby crying on video)
LINDA: And now let's watch
the video in reverse
so the baby goes back in.
-(students groaning, muttering)
-(squelching on video)
(squelching and crying
continue on video)
(students groaning)
(horn honks)
Get in, loser.
We're going TPing.
Yeah, I'm not in the mood, Jess.
Ah. Me neither.
Honestly, Tonya and I got
in this huge fight at Target.
We don't f*ck
as much as we used to.
Come on.
High school bucket list.
TP the principal's house.
I mean, the b*tch deserves it.
What is that gonna accomplish?
I don't know, Aunty.
It'll make us feel good?
Why am I even listening to you?
Not everything is about
feeling good, Jess.
-I never said that.
-Yeah, eventually,
you just have to, like,
grow up and be responsible.
Seriously?
You're telling me to grow up?
(sputters, laughs)
That is... That's funny.
Why? Huh? 'Cause I'm a virgin?
No. 'Cause you're stuck
on some childhood trauma,
and you expect everyone else
to accommodate.
A-And now
you're lashing out at me
even though I've done nothing
but help you
since you got back.
Well, I didn't realize
you were keeping score.
Yeah, what are you,
my therapist?
You're gonna send me
a f*cking invoice?
You know what your problem is?
You're salty
because I'm not afraid
of intimacy and you are.
Here's the thing.
-I don't need your help.
-Oh.
'Cause I don't want to be
like you.
Okay? I don't want to have sex
two times a day
or finger-f*ck a papaya, okay?
Because you know why?
It's not a good look.
It's embarrassing.
Wow.
You're f*cked-up, dude.
That's not my problem.
(engine starts)
You'll need this 'cause
you're a f*cking as*h*le!
(horn honks)
("Misery" by SIM playing)
I'm trying to find a way
Find the words to say
With every passing day
I know it's not the same
no more
You had me in your hold,
I know...
ANDRES (over TV): I've been
wanting to do something
for quite a while.
Now it's silence
through the phone
Held onto this too long
Your faults
and your mistakes
They don't hurt me anymore
(chatter over TV
continues indistinctly)
I just don't know
what to say, no...
-Let me get my ID.
-That's okay.
You look old enough.
And it's 3:00
in the morning
And I wanna feel your touch
I want to hate you
But I'm, I'm still in love
And I feel too much...
-DRIVER: Hi.
-Hey.
(song continues quietly
over car stereo)
Maya?
Yeah, that's me.
Hey. Maya.
It's me.
Sohan.
-Sohan?
-Yeah.
What the f*ck
are you doing here?
This is my job.
You're in my office.
What the f*ck
are you doing here?
-I thought you were in India.
-I came back.
-Holy sh*t.
-Holy sh*t. Yeah.
What have you been up to?
Well, I-I was a sex ed teacher.
And then I got fired
because the school thought
I was being inappropriate
with my students.
Yeah, even though I was
just being a badass b*tch.
-Ah, damn.
-Yeah.
But I'm actually
a computer engineer.
I'm launching
my own app soon, so...
-Damn.
-Yeah.
Okay, well, uh,
this was gonna be my last ride
of the night anyway, so...
You trying to f*ck
with some Molly?
Mm...
("Die For Me" by Yanchan,
SVDP & Kothu Boys playing)
-MAYA: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
-SOHAN: Yeah.
Oh, my God. Mm, yeah.
(panting)
Ooh, Maya,
you are still so sexy.
(both moaning)
You were, like, the first guy
I ever had feelings for.
Can't believe
I'm gonna lose it to you.
Mm-hmm. Wait, what?
What? Lose what?
I just meant like, you know,
lose control
and just go wild
while we just... sex.
I was so in love with you.
-Yeah?
-It sucked when you moved.
I mean, it wa--
it was for the best, right?
I mean, how did you keep
going to school?
Wasn't it so humiliating?
No, not really.
Mm, what do you mean,
"No, not really"?
(chuckles):
I mean, we were kids.
And also, it helped me
get a girlfriend
after you left.
-(forced chuckle)
-(moans)
So, let me get this straight.
Uh, I got sent away,
and you got a girlfriend
and a fun memory?
Are you... mad?
(chuckles) I thought
you wouldn't give a sh*t.
I mean, you're Maya.
What does that even mean?
It means you're a badass. Right?
Yeah.
Now I'm just
an unemployed half-teacher.
Well, you are
the sexiest half-teacher
-I've ever seen.
-(pants unzip)
Holy sh*t.
(inhales sharply)
Okay.
Did your d*ck eat
a Super Mario mushroom?
'Cause that sh*t is
twice the size.
I used to be proud of it,
but honestly,
it's caused a lot of problems
in my intimate life
over the last few years.
Uh-huh.
(panting softly)
NANI (voice-over): Look.
She's offering two mangoes
to the king.
ECHOING VOICE: Come on, stoner.
NANI (voice-over):
What a big, strong snake.
SOHAN: Hey, um, are you okay?
Maya?
-Are you okay?
-(gasps, grunts)
("Take to the Sky"
by Alan Parker playing)
(distorted):
Yeah, that's my boy, Sohan!
NANI (voice-over):
Extra careful.
YOUNG MAYA: Maya?
Maya? Maya?
Oh, my God.
Is this the penetration fever?
-Did I lose my virginity?
-No.
-You're on drugs, bro.
-Wha--
f*ck!
Ugh! I was so close.
Why are you such a weirdo
with sex?
God, what happened to me?
I've always been
like this, okay?
-Something is wrong with me.
-That's not true.
Because just a few seconds ago,
I showed Sohan my b*mb-a*s t*ts
and I saw his p*nis.
(moans)
-(chuckles)
-Minus him coming in my pupil,
-I liked the whole thing.
-I was judged.
Okay, I felt ashamed for being
some sort of sexual freak,
and now I feel like a freak
for not being sexual enough.
I just-- I don't know
what people want from me.
So, when I grow up,
I let other people decide
what's right for me?
That sounds like some bullshit.
It's not that simple.
Isn't it, for you at least?
I mean, I'm getting sent away
in a few days,
but you're an adult now,
and you can decide
-what's right for you.
-SOHAN (echoing): Maya?
You have a lot to unlearn, Maya.
SOHAN: Maya? Maya?
-YOUNG MAYA: Maya?
-SOHAN: Wake up.
Maya!
Hey.
Holy sh*t!
Sohan, that was amazing.
We didn't do anything.
I just had
a major life realization.
Whoa. You know,
every time you see my wiener,
you go through a major change.
Good luck with your,
uh, situation, man.
-Yeah, it's a problem.
-Yeah.
And, yo,
f*ck what those people say.
Show the world your boobs.
They're beautiful.
("Like Dat" by Olivier Bibeau
playing)
Thanks. (sighs)
-You wanna do it like that
-Like that
-Ooh
-Do it like we do it
-Do it like we do it
-Like that
Ooh
-You wanna do it like that
-Like that
Ooh
Oh-ay
Like that
-You wanna do it like that
-Oh-ay, ay-oh
-We fly and we know it
-Ooh
-No other way to show it
-No, no, no
Gotta do it like we do it
Do it like we do it
Do it like we do it
Do it like we do it
-We fly and we know it
-Ooh
Ain't no other way
to show it...
MAYA (over stereo):
High school bucket list, b*tch.
Make a mix CD for your
best friend. I'm sorry.
Also it's really hard
to burn a CD these days.
Just one of these days
Just one of these days.
(song ends)
So we will be doing
a fundraiser in January
as cafeteria costs
just keep ballooning.
Next order of business
is to discuss
the concerns that we've had
regarding
our sex education program.
Specifically its instructor,
Ms. Singh.
Ms. Singh has asked to have
her position reinstated.
And I think that we owe it
to her to hear her out.
So...
Hear what? She's got to go
before she Kama Sutras
our school!
-Lock her up!
-Yeah.
(overlapping arguing)
I say let's hear her out.
Maybe there's a reason she's
been acting like a dumb b*tch.
(clears throat)
Hello, everyone.
My name is Maya Singh.
And I'm a virgin.
(crowd gasping, murmuring)
I know that's hard
to believe at my age.
I've come to terms
with the fact that I got
white pubes
before ever getting laid.
Thing is, as a kid, you're
taught to be scared of sex.
Especially if you're a girl.
It was always,
"You immediately get pregnant."
"And your hymen will explode."
I never got the talk.
I don't know sh*t about my body.
I'm horrified
of going to the gyno,
and I still don't even know
how to put a tampon in.
I used to blame my mom
and my grandma
for calling my vag*na
"shame-shame."
Yeah, but the truth is,
they're messed up
because of the same system
I'm fighting here today.
And no, before you say,
it's not "an Indian thing."
It's a universal thing.
I used to think that we should
censor the world from kids.
But after meeting yours,
I feel like
maybe we should give them
the right tools instead.
That's why I created "The Talk."
A sex education app.
For the kids in my class.
Let me show you.
(crowd gasping, murmuring)
MAYA:
Wrong one! Wrong one! Sorry!
(laughing)
There we go. "The Talk."
Through the comfort of the app,
your kids can ask you,
their teachers, the community,
questions about sex.
And there's a database
of information for both sides.
Because let's be real.
You don't know what the f*ck
your kids are talking about.
And if things get
really awkward,
you can even
gamify the conversation.
-Get her out of here!
-(crowd murmuring)
-Shame!
-Shame! Shame!
(others shouting "Shame!")
-Okay, everybody.
-(clamoring continues)
(whistle blows)
Quiet, everyone!
(crowd quiets)
Ms. Singh may not be perfect.
In fact, she's-she's far
from perfect.
Like, like, really far. I mean,
she hasn't even
given us a test or anything.
But she's the best teacher
we've ever had.
When I told Ms. Singh
I wanted to have sex
with my boyfriend, she didn't
treat me like delinquent.
No, she actually listened to me.
Ms. Singh empowered me
to make my own decisions
and gave me the tools
to do that.
And I'm thankful.
(quietly): Thank you.
-I'm a virgin!
-(crowd gasping, murmuring)
Yeah, me, too.
I've had the chance to smash.
Lots of times, but I-I didn't.
Because...
I don't really know
how to do it.
I used to be embarrassed
about that,
but not anymore,
thanks to Ms. Singh.
Plus, I know my girlfriend
loves me anyway.
I'm g*y.
-(crowd murmuring)
-JESS: Yes! Yes!
-(exhales)
-What?
I didn't realize it
until Ms. Singh's class.
I'm, like, definitely
on the spectrum.
It feels so good.
-(applause)
-JESS: Get it, girl.
Women sleep with me because
-they think I'm Harrison Ford.
-(crowd chuckling)
-I masturbate to Shark Week.
-(crowd gasping)
I like Jesus,
but I love g*y porn.
-(scattered cheers)
-WOMAN: Yeah!
I'm still a virgin,
but I've done a**l!
(scattered gasps, applause)
I'm in love
with my math teacher.
That's right.
I love you, Ms. Smeighton.
What we have is special.
Oh, God.
f*ck me sideways.
(hip-hop music playing
over stereo)
You said make a grand gesture,
right?
Me and you,
we're the perfect equation
Subtract your clothes
and I feel a sensation
Take off your alge-bra,
and you'll see
My ding-dong go up
45 degrees
-Oh, my God.
-You can find me
Squeezing Ms. Smeighton
This little math cutie
she got my ruler leakin'
This teacher is a freak
and mmm
She got the right angles,
Pythagorean theorem.
(stammers) I don't know what
this young man is talking about.
I'm trying to show you
that I'm serious.
I'm not just a kid.
I want to be with you, Linda.
(crowd gasping, murmuring)
-Oh, uh... Huh?
-What on earth
is going on here?
This is clearly
a very sick joke.
-I mean,
I barely know this student.
-What?
Linda, what about all the times
we made sweet love
in the supply closet?
-(crowd gasping, murmuring)
-(Jess laughing)
She told me to delete it
off my phone, but...
it's still in the cloud!
-Oh!
-(crowd gasping, clamoring)
Oh, my God, that's not me!
That is not me!
-And I will cherish it forever.
-Go, Jason!
Everyone, please remain calm!
(clamoring continues)
STUDENT:
Damn, she got a sidepiece!
Not so fast, b*tch juice.
-(whistle blows)
-(panting)
The police have been called.
I wouldn't go anywhere
if I were you, you perv.
(crowd quiets)
Sex can be good.
(crowd groaning, muttering)
-FLETCHER: Linda.
-(sirens wailing)
(indistinct police radio
chatter)
OFFICER: Uh, suspect
is in custody. Beige dress.
Kind of looks like
Scott Pilgrim with t*ts.
I bet her orgasm face sucks a*s.
Totally.
I'll wait for you, Linda!
Kid, f*ck someone your own age.
Speaking of f*cking
somebody your own age.
-MAYA: Oh.
-Eh?
-Hey.
-Hey.
-Your speech was brave.
-Thanks. (chuckles)
-It's, uh, already viral.
-(on phone): I'm a virgin.
-I'm a virgin. I'm a virgin.
-(screeching)
-200,000 views. Fun.
-WOMAN (on video):
I love g*y porn.
-(chuckles)
-(video stops)
So, I'm a...
virgin that projected onto you.
You probably think
I'm such a loser.
Actually, I find it refreshing.
Shut up, Allux.
I'm serious.
Hey, um...
do you want to...
...go to the Spring Fling
together?
(laughs)
I'd love to.
(laughs)
If I'm allowed.
Oh.
BARB: Spring Fling on that d*ck!
-(chuckles)
-ALEX: Nice.
-MAYA (on video): I'm a virgin.
-MADISON (on video):
I've done a**l!
-MAYA: I'm a virgin.
I'm a virgin.
-(sighs)
-I'm-I'm...
-(upbeat music playing)
-JASON: Ding-dong.
-WOMAN: I love g*y porn!
Porn. Porn.
MAN: Women sleep with me
because they think
I'm Harrison Ford. Ford. Ford.
-MAYA: I'm a virgin.
-JASON: Ding-dong, ding-dong.
-I'm in love with
my math teacher!
-MAYA: I'm a virgin.
Your aunty sent it to me.
-(video stops)
-(sighs)
Her eyebrow lady's daughter's
best friend was there.
Of course. You had a mole.
You've been lying
this whole time?
-What happened
to computer science?
-It was only temporary, okay?
I had to teach sex ed
to research my demo.
It was for funding.
You think people are
going to fund your app?
They don't even respect you
as a half-teacher.
And why are you announcing your
personal matters to the world?
These subjects should be
private, especially a...
Woman? You know what, Mom?
I don't accept that anymore.
Our culture is
full of badass women.
Nani. Like, every aunty
I've ever met. You.
You're literally fearless,
except when it comes time
to doing what's best for you.
Leave me out of this, Maya.
No, Mom... (sighs)
How long are you gonna punish
yourself for Dad's mistakes?
Dad is the one that messed up.
Yet he's out there
living his life.
Even though
he should be ashamed.
And here you are, thinking
you deserve to be alone.
Why?
Because what will people think?
Well, you know what, Mom?
It's time to think for yourself.
Are you really a virgin?
(sighs)
Yes.
Oh, my God, Maya.
How is this possible
at your age?
Are you serious?
("Going Out"
by Trap Lana playing)
Dude, you look hot.
Last item on the bucket list.
Go to the school dance
with your crush.
Maybe lose your virginity.
Jess, thank you
for everything, okay?
And I know I was a d*ck.
You were like a big,
sloppy, hairy, veiny d*ck.
Yes.
Actually, you were
more like a used tampon
on, like, a heavy flow day.
But, like,
ripped out and then dragged
on the street after garbage day.
-Totally.
-No, no.
I'm realizing
this is what you were.
You were like a porta-potty
at a curry festival
-frequented by white people.
-MAYA: Ah, yeah.
-JESS: That's what you were.
-MAYA: Right.
JESS: Lots of smells.
Actually,
it's coming to me now.
You were like a samosa
filled with diarrhea.
No, this is what you were.
-You were a dirty a**l bead.
-Oh, okay.
I don't know what that is,
but I agree.
I'm sorry. I promise I will not
let my sh*t impact your sh*t.
Thank you.
-Have so much fun.
-Thank you.
-I love you.
-Love you, too.
And hey.
This is serious.
If you see his d*ck,
I want you to take a picture.
-Jess, go.
-I want to see his ding-dong.
(doorbell rings)
(chuckles softly)
You look beautiful.
May-ah.
Thank you. As do you, Allux.
Who's your friend, Maya?
Oh, Mom.
-Uh, this is Alex.
-Mm.
He's my date.
And he's here at the front door.
Not hiding down the street.
-Hmm.
-N-Nice to meet you, Ms. Singh.
I promise I'll have her home
on time tonight. (chuckles)
Nice to meet you, too, Alex.
But I won't be waiting up.
Farhad is taking me
to the movies.
FARHAD: Good evening, Veena.
VEENA: He's also
not hiding down the street.
FARHAD: Oh, Veena.
You look so beautiful.
-(chuckles)
-Hello, Maya.
Hi.
Hello. I'm Farhad.
-Alex.
-Oh.
Thank you so much for
letting me to borrow this.
It really does make things
taste much better.
-Is that a...
-Blender! Yeah. We should go.
("Let's Dance" by Nathalie Mac
playing)
-Bye-bye.
-Have a great night.
-(chuckles) c*ck?
-Yes, of course.
Let's dance, let's dance,
let's dance, let's dance
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Let's dance, let's dance,
let's dance, let's dance
Oh, yeah
Ooh...
(clears throat) Hi.
-I hope that's not a flask.
-(music quiets)
Welcome to Proudamore's
Spring Fling.
Uh, it's been a scary semester
to say the least.
But, uh... (laughs)
we made it, yippee. Okay.
Uh, now we're gonna have
a special musical performance.
So, uh, let's give
a nice warm Proudamore welcome
to the Vybe Raiders.
(crowd cheering)
(whoops)
We are the Vybe Raiders,
and this first song
goes out to Ms. Singh
for being one crazy h*.
(crowd cheering)
(band playing upbeat music)
Ms. Singh is
the baddest b*tch
Ms. Singh
is the baddest chick
My girl's shameless,
and she's had enough
What will people think?
She don't give a single f*ck
Yeah, my girl's a virgin,
but she'll still f*ck it up
Ms. Smeighton found out
when my girl shut her up
Well, she's never been laid,
but my teacher still scores
Went commander-in-chief
all on the school board
Her mama licked
her vibrator, what?
-I said her mama licked
her vibrator
-Damn.
What? Had a slow start
Now she knows how to hit it
Girl get it, girl got it,
she doin' it...
-KYLE: Hey.
-(chuckles) Hey.
So, uh...
I tried downloading your app,
but I couldn't find it.
Kyle, I'm flattered.
But building an app like that
requires a lot of funding.
Which I'm not sure
I'll ever get.
That sucks.
I have a lot of questions
about... heartbreak.
MADISON: Hey, Kyle?
Do you want to dance?
Use a condom...
-Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.
-Okay!
Her mama licked
her vibrator, what?
I said her mama licked
her vibrator, what, what?
Had a slow start, but now
she knows how to hit it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Her mama licked her vibrator
What?
-Hey. Do you...
-No!
-'Kay.
-Girl get it, girl got it,
she doin' it
-She did it.
-(song ends)
(crowd cheering)
Yeah! (laughs)
("Tru" by Shan playing)
She got a donk
like, oh, my God
Premium gas...
Hey. Thanks for
letting me come tonight.
I didn't.
You just kind of showed up.
-Ah.
-But thanks to you,
we are having a board meeting
to possibly discuss maybe hiring
an outside NGO to teach
sex ed from now on.
Wow. That's...
maybe, possibly awesome, then.
Maya, you were right.
Kids do need better sex ed.
But change takes time.
I mean, we're still teaching
them about Columbus Day.
I thought teaching kids
about dicks wasn't allowed.
(laughs)
Hey, good luck with everything.
Also, I think
you should f*ck Alex.
Guy looks good
in gray sweatpants.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go home for
a little commander-in-chief.
'Kay. Right.
-(laughs)
-What was that about?
It's better if I don't
give you the visual.
-Got it.
-(both laugh)
I'm really happy
we're here together.
Listen, Alex, you have been
so understanding and sweet,
and I really like you.
And I want to get to know you.
I just-- I want to be honest.
There's a whole part of me
that I haven't explored.
And I owe it to myself
to figure it out.
You don't have to explain.
Let's just take it slow.
And if you have
to take a step back
and do your thing,
I'll understand.
-Really?
-Really.
You want to dance?
Yeah.
Shorty been the baddest,
and that's no cap
-True
-True, true
Shorty's changed my life
I need to wife that
-True
-True, true
Shorty been the baddest,
and that's no cap
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(song fades)
(sighs)
No, Alex and I didn't have sex.
Still a virgin.
And you know what?
I'm cool with it.
It'll happen when I'm ready
for it to happen.
(phone vibrating)
-Hi, Barb.
-Did peen work
make the dream work?
No. Also, aren't you
supposed to be at work?
Oh, I quit.
I only did it to stay busy.
And you know
I don't need the money.
-Right?
-Yeah, I know.
But you do, honey.
So why don't we put my money
where my mouth is
and have "The Talk."
(chuckles)
W-Wait, Barb, are you serious?
Are you saying
you want to fund my app?
I am.
Hey, guys, you got to check out
this sick new app called
"The Talk."
I know the creator,
and she's crazy.
MAYA: Got time
for a little ginger spice?
You know I can't resist
the gray sweatpants.
(chuckles)
It's an app that's taking
social media by storm.
(in Hindi)
My favorite game is
Word Foreplay.
It actually teaches you
about anatomy.
(chuckles) I had no idea
my wife had a... "vulva."
Trying to make sex education
an open conversation.
Way to show 'em
your boobs, Maya.
(gasps)
(laughs)
I'm gonna have to cancel
spin class tomorrow.
Really?
She said yes!
(laughing)
(Farhad chuckles)
-My dear.
-Aw.
(grunts, chuckles)
(students chattering
indistinctly)
BOTH: Ooh...!
("She's Doin' It"
by Lilly Singh playing)
LILLY SINGH:
Whoa, whoa. Sit back down.
You didn't think I'd leave you
without a little credits song,
did you?
Get it, get it,
get it, get it
Get it, get it,
get it, get it
This girl is
the baddest b*tch
This girl
is the baddest chick
She's so shameless,
and she's had enough
What will people think?
She don't give a single f*ck
They say she's loose,
they say she's prude
They say she's getting old
and really needs a dude
Well, I got news,
this chick DIYs
And can't hear that noise
Over the buzz
between her thighs
She's a badass,
and she got it from her mama
On Wednesdays,
we heal generational trauma
She's horny
and not ashamed of it
The patriarchy
can suck her d*ck
Or lick her cl*t
if it can even find it, ha
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Get it, get it
Get it, get it,
get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it,
get it
Get it, get it
Get it, get it,
get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it
She ain't a redhead
But she got
that ginger spice
Papaya just right
All these dudes want a slice
So nice,
they don't stand a chance
Boners popping right out
their gray sweatpants
(clears throat)
Let me break the fourth wall
like I'm trying to break
my hymen real quick.
Look at these names,
stay in your seat
The people in these credits
are a bunch of freaks
The producers are nasty,
someone gotta stop 'em
For weeks, they discussed
different dildo options
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Jizz in the eye?
We said, "Why not twice?"
14-inch dong?
"That'll be nice"
Masturbation milkshake?
"That's great"
If we did it seven times,
let's do another take
Two fingers down south
to get some good rest
Take this film down to Austin
to South by Southwest
Got into that sh*t like
a motorboat between breasts
So spread your lips,
it's time to talk about sex
I'm 35, and I asked my mom
permission to be in this movie.
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Special thanks
to all these freaks.
Look at all these freaky songs.
"Peacock Dance"? (chuckles)
"c*ck." Get it?
Not to mention, our composers?
(scoffs) Freaks.
Entire post-production crew?
More like post seduction crew.
Get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Girl get it, girl got it
She doin' it, she did it
Not based on a true story,
but based on a true story,
you know?
I hope you enjoyed it.
Look at all these freaky unions
right here.
You know,
protection's important.
Likely Story?
And the story is
they're likely freaks.
Unicorn Island? Sounds horny.
Camelback? Camel toe freaks.
Canada? Full of freaks.
CMPA freaks.
P.S. This copyright right here?
(scoffs) Freak.
-Uh, now if you'll excuse me.
-(song ends)
(vibrator buzzing)
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