Dogs on the Sendero (2024)

[bunniefuu]

First social media video ever!

What's up?

- It's Gina coming at you live

from Upstate, New York.

- sh*t!

- Do you want that information out on the internet?

- Hey. Mm.

- Right.

Come on, man!

You are

a very interesting person.

Have a nice summer.

Yo! What up?

It's Big G coming at ya.

Oh, fu-- this is live!

It just--

And it's out there now.

And there's

my brilliant graduate.

You look so smart.

Say something smart.

Oh, man, my tie broke!

So much stupid.

- Mm. Um...

um--

- There me go.

Oh, I feel like we've been

waiting for this for so long.

We're adopting

our first child today.

Oh, my God,

there she is.

H-- hi, Rosie!

Hi!

Hi! Oh, my God!

- I'm so happy.

- Oh, my goodness.

So, this year, instead of buying

each other Christmas presents,

we decided to do

what we love most,

which is travel.

So, where to first?

Nice ocean bungalow in Fiji

or, like,

a tropic Hawaiian vacation?

No. We're freaking poor

'cause we're teachers,

so we're headed to Quebec

to see the ice and snow.

I-- I'm excited!

We've been waiting

at the border for so long,

I've turned into an old man.

Oh, and you too.

- Yeah! I just wanna go

to Canada...

...and see my neighbors

to the north!

Wow! Look how beautiful!

Here we are at the Ice Hotel.

Htel de Glace.

- Absolutely beautiful.

Hey, Gigi.

Gigi, say...

-This is incredible.

-Mm-hmm.

Wish we could

just drive everywhere.

- See everything.

- Yeah.

Flying is for the birds.

We did it, Rosie. We did it!

We got an RV.

Are you ready to go

on adventures?

Wow! Look how good

it looks in here!

We put so much work into this.

Looks good. Yeah?

-"We," huh?

-Look at the lamp shade

I picked out.

Pretty nice, right? Oh, jeez--

Well, he'll fix that.

Oh, sh*t!

- So, when do you think

we'll be done?

So, we are learning

about national landmarks

in class this week,

and I asked my students

where in America

they'd like to travel to,

and they all said

Disney World or Universal

at first, of course,

but then we broadened

our horizons

and I got

some pretty incredible answers.

Here is Henry's drawing

of the Cadillac Ranch.

It's a real place

in Amarillo, Texas,

with a bunch of cars,

just half stuck in the ground.

...she wrote,

um, "drowr."

This is, like, a big dresser,

but there's actually

the world's largest

chest of drawers

in North Carolina.

It's my absolute favorite.

So, apparently Nicolas Cage

has a giant pyramid tomb

in a New Orleans cemetery.

This is true, I looked it up.

And, uh, how do these kids know

this stuff?

They're kindergartners.

But... check this out.

Using some

of my kids' suggestions

and after doing

a little research of my own,

I have devised

the most expeditious route

across the United States

for our trip this summer!

Wow, that's amazing!

Sol, you weren't supposed

to see this yet.

Holy cow,

this is phenomenal!

- Man, you put a lot of work into this.

- -Yeah, I know.

It was gonna be

your birthday present.

Oh, so does that mean

I'm not getting

a birthday present?

No.

This say Nicolas Cage pyramid?

Okay! Let's go!

How is it only Wednesday?

Did we leave

the garage door open?

-Oh, my God!

-What?

You do this, like, every day.

Although, now you got me

second guessing

if it went down or not.

I just worry about the baby.

Uh, my mom was telling me

about these people

that went on vacation,

and the cleaning lady

stole the dog from the room.

That sounds like a story

from one of your mom's soaps.

I'm just-- I'm asking her

to drive by and check.

No! 'Cause then she's gonna go

inside and find, like,

dust or crumbs

or something and say

that we live like animals.

All right. Come on, let's go.

Ooh, you better stop that

right now.

- Seriously?

- In front of a school?

Shame on you!

- Disgraceful.

- Shut up!

Yeah, it was

a wonderful weekend. I,

I-- I had a great time,

- anyway.

Thanks for the tip.

- Glad you did.

-Good morning-- Good morning!

-Good morning, ladies!

-How are we?

-Morning!

Get in, get in!

Everybody, get down! Get down!

Okay, everybody stay low,

stay quiet.

We practiced this, remember?

...okay, it's okay, it's okay!

Attention. Lockdown, lockdown.

Lock the doors.

Stay away from the windows.

It's okay.

It's okay,

it's okay, it's okay.

- It's the cops.

The cops are here.

It's okay, all right?

Don't worry,

the cops are gonna save us.

I'm don't wanna die.

I want my mom.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's gonna be all right.

- Guys!

Turn off your phones!

Put 'em on silent!

Hide your screens,

we need to be invisible!

Drop it! Get down!

It's okay! Cops are here.

Cops are here.

- Mr. Queda!

- Hands up, guys, hands up!

-...this way.

-Come on, guys.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, come, come!

Come on. Guys, guys!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Go, go-- come back,

come back, come back, c--

Come on,

we gotta stick together,

we gotta stick together.

- Good, good. It's good.

See, the cops are here.

- I lost my glasses--

It's all-- it's all right,

we'll find them,

we'll find them.

We'll find them.

- You see Gina?

- No one-- No, no, I haven't.

I'll be right back.

G-- uh, Mrs. Queda's class,

you see Mrs. Queda's class?

- No, I haven't.

- I haven't, I haven't.

- No, I haven't seen her.

- I haven't seen her.

- I don't know where she is.

- No?

Uh--

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

- Sir, please.

- N-- Gina!

- That's my wife, man, that's my wife!

- Sir--

Sir, they're doing

everything they can.

You need to get back

and let them work.

- Look, stop. Please!

- Sir, please.

Stop it! God!

- No--

Get him out of here!

No! Gina!

All right, guys.

Hey, everybody, um,

settle down. Settle.

- Hey--

- Guys, take your seats.

All right.

- So, uh...

- let's talk.

So, last week of school,

is there any questions

you guys have?

I mean, maybe there's something

that you wish

that we further expanded on

during the year?

Honestly, anything at all.

I mean, we're finally free

of the standardized curriculum.

Is there something you wish

that we could, uh,

further explore?

So, why'd that kid

k*ll your wife?

My dad says you're one

of those people who wanna give

all of our g*ns

to our government now.

Get out.

You wanna

write a principal's note?

I don't care where you go,

just leave.

You know, I watched a video

about bats the other night.

You guys wanna learn about bats?

I had no idea

how many species there were.

They're fascinating creatures.

Let's check it out.

What do you guys say?

Mm-hmm.

-Can you believe this sh*t?

-What happened?

They're trying to force

some of the older faculty

into early retirement.

Mr. Grady only had

five more years.

He could've retired

with a full pension.

Can they do that?

Where the hell is our union?

What union? It's a joke!

Nobody cares about us.

Even if we were organized,

what can we do?

It's not like we can

legally strike in this state.

Let's face it, if we go,

they'll just post our jobs

the next day.

-Michelle!

-What?

Oh-- oh! Oh, I h-- Oh! Oh.

Good afternoon, everyone.

Thank you for coming out today.

It certainly has been

a long year.

We've been through a lot.

I guess

I'll just get right into it.

I'm sure many of you are aware

by now that last night,

the community voted

in favor of a merger

between Hunter Elementary

and Remington Elementary.

It's been a long time coming.

However, this change

is a good change.

It has strengthened bonds,

saved jobs,

and balanced the budget.

Change is good.

Major shifts already began

to take place,

and throughout the summer,

it will continue.

So for that,

we ask all faculty and staff

begin to start packing

their rooms

-in preparation--

-What? We're changing rooms?

Why don't the Hunter teachers

do all the moving around?

They're moving too,

not just us. And for that,

- we've acquired

a generous amount of boxes.

- Boxes--

- Please,

please, everyone.

-Please let me finish.

-Guys, will you let him finish?

Listen to him now.

Of course he's not worried

about losing his job.

- What the hell did you just say?

- People, please! Please!

If you don't think this man

feels exactly as we all do,

then you're dead wrong.

Yeah, all of us,

Mark, you shithead.

One school

only needs one principal.

Yes, this is true.

I may not be with you next year.

However, the changes

that are being made

protects your job

and prevents you from having

to teach in a classroom

filled with 30 or 40 kids.

No one said

it was gonna be easy,

but we will push through

and get through this together.

Now, if I may continue.

Mr. Toppan.

What can I do for you guys?

Hi, I'm Zachary's mother, Jane.

-Your name is Jane Toppan?

-Yes. Why?

Oh, 'cause-- Uh, never mind.

Here, have a seat.

I'm, uh, here to talk

about the grades

that you gave Zachary on his...

...last report card.

Well, they're not the grades

that I gave Zach,

they're the grades

that he earned.

Well,

here's the thing.

Zachary's starting football

this summer,

and the coach refuses to give

any of the kids playing time

- without a C average.

- Yes, ma'am.

-Well, I don't agree with that.

-Oh, me either.

I think they should

at least have a B minus.

I really don't think it's fair

to hold these kids

to such standards this year,

considering the tragedy

they all went through.

Unbelievable.

Excuse me?

Mrs. Toppan,

Zach wasn't even here that day.

Well, there's

no attendance record

to reflect that,

how can you be so sure?

Because I remember everything

that happened that day.

Well, it was a horrible thing

that happened, and,

and we've suffered

just as much as anybody else.

I assure you,

ma'am, you have not.

Mom, this is Mr. Queda,

you know?

Oh. Um--

I'm sorry. I--

I, I didn't realize.

Of course not. How could you?

This is the final week

of the school year,

and despite my many efforts,

this is the first time

that you and I have met.

- Well, I am a single mother.

- Yes, ma'am.

We live in a very

disenfranchised area,

and many of my kids come

from broken homes and hardships.

But astonishingly, Zach is

the only student in my class

who has completely failed.

Oh!

So that's my fault?

Well, yeah.

How dare you!

Mrs. Toppan,

I have reached out to both you

and Zach's father

on many occasions.

I've called,

I've emailed, I've texted,

I've sent letters home

addressing all of my concerns.

You say that you care

about your son's education,

but I'm sorry,

that just does not ring true.

Who the hell

do you think you are?

I'm just a teacher,

and I've done

everything that I can,

but my influence ends

as soon as that bell rings.

Yeah, well,

don't flatter yourself.

Playing videos is not teaching.

Vampire bats?

It's not even real.

You told your mom

about vampire bats?

You tell her

how they got their name?

Go ahead.

Well, it's not like

they bite people on the neck

or anything like that.

They come out at night and go

after sleeping horses and cows.

They fly on to their backs, or--

and this part's really neat!

They crawl to them and, like,

suck out all their blood

and everything.

It's the only thing

they eat. Blood.

It's called hema--

hema-- hemataphy!

Hematophagy.

Yeah, it's a tough word.

I stand corrected.

Mrs. Toppan,

Zach isn't ignorant.

He's not learning disabled.

And he's not scared. He's lazy.

There are consequences

for our actions, young man,

or in this case, your inaction.

I don't-- I can't grade

what I don't have.

If he would've just turned in

a piece of paper

with nothing more

than his name at the top of it,

I would've given him something.

Believe me, I've been more

than lenient this year.

But the average of zero is zero.

Now, it's far too late

to do anything

about your grades this year,

but there's still time

to enroll in summer school,

and we've got plenty of time

before preseason practice

even starts.

If you can apply yourself

in summer school...

- ...and write me a 2000-word

essay on vampire bats,

-I will speak to Coach Mike

about letting you play.

-2000 words?

Hey, you want something?

You gotta earn it, pap.

Show me and Coach Mike

that you deserve it.

Zachary, say thank you.

-Zachary, say thank you.

-Thank you, Mr. Queda.

You're welcome.

Oh, and this one's for you.

You should definitely check out

the chapter about Jolly Jane.

Oh. Thank you.

What a day, huh?

Sunshine, 78 degrees.

Well done, Mother Nature.

You really couldn't ask

for better.

Especially for those of you

who just slam the locker shut

for the last time this year.

That's right, school is out,

and my friends, that means

the good times are in.

We've got your chance to win

water safari tickets

coming up in just a f--

Hi!

Oh, my goodness! Hi!

Oh. Thank you.

Oh, Rosie!

What are we gonna do

with all this stuff?

You hungry? Come on.

Oh.

No, no, no.

Mom, will you stop?

You're acting like I got

a divorce or she left me,

and I need to move on! Enough!

I know, mijo. I--

I just wanna take care

of you, I miss you!

I just wish I could rewind back

to when you were a little boy.

Yeah--

I know.

I--

Oh. Hey, Mom, I'm--

I'm sorry, lemme call you back.

I, I gotta get this phone call,

it's, it's really important.

-Okay. Love you, my baby.

-I, I know, I love you too.

Bye-bye.

Hey, what's up, man?

Hey, not much, man.

What are you doing?

Nothing, just talking to my mom.

-What's happening?

-Nothing.

- Are you drunk?

- Shut up, fool.

Where is Cherri and the kids?

They're upstairs.

Oh, so you're just downstairs

in your basement,

getting drunk by yourself

like a weirdo?

Look. I have

to tell you something.

Oh, no. Are they letting you go?

No. Actually,

that's the good news.

You are now talking

to the new principal

of the newly founded

East Valley Academy.

Oh, thank God, that's great!

- East Valley Academy, huh?

- Yeah.

They're trying to add

some prestige,

so we're having a meeting

next week about the mascot.

Hmm. How about

the "East Valley Eagles"?

sh*t. Lemme write that down.

It's pretty good, right?

It's a hell of a lot better

than the Roadrunners,

that sh*t didn't

even make sense.

There's no roadrunners up here,

yet there are plenty of coyotes.

Like, they were that close,

and they just missed it.

-So what's the bad news?

-Huh?

You said, "No,

that's the good news."

So what's the bad news?

Ew. You're not having

another kid, are you?

You're funny.

Jesus, Benny, what's going on?

Wait. Am I losing my job?

No. I said no one else

will lose their job

and I meant that. But...

...there is

major changes coming.

And, um...

...and you won't be teaching

the fifth grade anymore.

All right.

sh*t.

So what?

Am I moving down to second?

-Taking over for O'Grady?

-No.

Oh. Going higher up?

You put me in sixth?

Oh, my God,

can you please give me

the same exact class

that I had this year?

Oh, that would be

the best prank ever!

Could you imagine the look

on their faces?

You're going to kindergarten.

-What?

-I'm sorry.

It's the only thing that works

to keep everyone employed.

Sol?

Sol?

Evening, Sol! Come in!

Oh, sh*t!

Damn!

- What the f*ck?

- Bath time!

You giving me Gina's job?

I'm sorry. It's the only way

this works, all right?

Michelle and Eric,

they're certified

to teach higher grades,

so I can move them up

to middle school.

Julie is certified

to teach special ed.

That leaves one open space.

I also gotta think about

the 100 teachers coming in

that have seniority over you.

You're certified

to teach K through sixth,

this is the only way this works.

I tried everything!

This can't be happening.

Do you know

how screwed up this is?

Look, man.

Sol, I'm sorry, man, I tried!

I tried hard!

There's nothing I can do

to make sure

everyone keeps their job.

I'm sorry! I'm sorry, man!

I don't know

what else to do, man.

And that makes three.

Sol?

Oh, come on, dude! Hey.

It's summer, we don't have

to get up early anymore!

Come on,

let's just sleep today. Come--

come on,

come back to bed. Come here.

Really?

Oh, God, Rosie!

I swear to Christ, if you were

capable of feeding yourself, I--

Yeah, you're right,

I won't even finish the thought.

All right, come on.

Whoa! Did someone

go poop in here?

Oh, my goodness. Ugh!

Rosie!

That turd is as big as you are!

You need a new pad.

Come on, let's get a treat!

You ate that already?

Jeez, you gotta chew, dude!

Stop eating like a duck.

What do you wanna

go outside for?

You already pooped.

What the hell is this?

Oh, I am not going to this.

I'm not going to this.

R-- will you just let me be

a miserable piece of sh*t today?

- Hey, what's up, Sol?

- Oh, sh*t.

Uh, hey!

-What's going on?

-Just about to start

getting ready here.

So all that stuff's still

going on today, huh?

Yeah.

Uh, y--

do you still need me there?

Dude, you--

Dude, you cannot bail

on my kid's baptism.

All right? You're

the freaking godfather,

for crying out loud.

Okay. Yeah, you're right.

I'm, I'm sorry, I--

It's really not that formal,

okay? It's just gonna be

a couple

of my family members and us.

-That's it.

-Do I need to bring anything?

No! No, just--

just show up, okay?

A-- and don't text me in an hour

with some lame excuse

for not being there, okay?

-This is important.

-All right! Jeez!

Sorry. Sorry, just--

Erica's been crazy

about this all week,

so you know how it is.

-sh*t. I-- I'm so sorry.

I didn't--

-I'm gonna go.

I'll see you soon.

You think you're funny,

don't you, you little jerk?

All right, come on,

let's get ready.

- Dude!

-Uh, well, you said this wasn't gonna be that formal!

Yeah, not that formal.

It's somewhat formal.

Why the hell--

- Why the hell do you have your dog with you?

-Well, I don't know, man,

-I just--

-No wonder you've never been

to one of these!

No! I-- I was baptized in a lake

by a guy dressed

like a caballero.

Whatever. Fine. Just-- Come on.

Look, can we do something

about the dog?

Oh, I don't know, man. She's,

she's pretty chill where she is.

You gotta hold Nicky

while Father McNamara

gives the sacrament.

- Oh, okay.

- We'll take her!

Oh, lemme see your hands.

Lemme see your hands.

Ew! Not you. Go wash your hands.

- Sol! You can't tell the kids...

- What?

...that only some of them

can pet her.

The hell I can't.

We just took a bath.

You know how hard

she makes grooming?

"We"?

-Just put this on.

-Oh.

Okay, so, um, now what?

What, Erica?

Could you at least

pretend to care?

I'm sorry,

were there study materials

I was supposed to review?

-That's not the point!

-Well, what is the point,

then? Why am I here?

-It's Gina you wanted, not me!

-Guys, come on.

Yo-- why-- why don't you

just pick someone else?

-I'm not even Catholic!

-Doesn't even matter.

- Uh, yeah, actually it does.

- It does?

-You don't even know?

-It's fine. Forget it.

Jen's husband, Rob, would be

more than happy to step in.

You already had someone else?

Wha-- what was

the point of all this?

We were just trying to do

the right thing here.

By who? Not by him!

Something happens

to the two of you,

and he ends up with me?

With me?

Well, he-- he'd probably end up

with Erica's parents, but--

Nope. No, you're right.

Here.

Come, Rosie.

Oh! I don't know.

Should I feel bad?

Rosie.

Hey! I think the plates came.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah!

Hey.

Hannah.

-That's her name!

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

-Ah. She is a Hannah!

I could totally see her.

Wide hips,

long hair in the middle part,

freckles,

walking through a field

on a sunny day. No bra.

-Big old t*tties bouncing

a little with each step.

-Mm.

We still talking about the RV?

Hey, I would know.

I was just looking up

under her skirt.

Okay.

Oh.

Except you're, like,

kinda spot on.

I know, right?

- It's like,

she doesn't like to smoke weed,

- but she'll eat it

every now and again.

She'd definitely never

go through with it,

but there is a small part of her

that's curious about girls.

Yeah, she wears, like,

a big brown vintage belt

with almost every outfit.

Her favorite drink is

cream soda,

but she calls it pop.

Yes.

All right.

Come on, you little brat.

Go make yourself useful.

Go find some mice.

Well, Rosie Bear, looks like

we got some work to do.

Oh, my God! Since when?

Rosie!

How did you even--

Jesus!

What-- are there more?

You-- you're gonna-- All right.

So you're gonna actually need

a, a, a long socket wrench

in order to get this.

My cousin Darrell took mine.

It's, like, he takes everything.

My wife included.

Now it's, it's gonna be...

it's gonna be ba-- back here.

- Come on now.

Come on-- come on.

- What the hell is that?

- All right. Yeah, so it's gon--

it's gonna be that one...

- ...round there. You know--

- What?

Uh, I th-- I think

I got that in focus--

Oh, you think

it's on the other side?

- ...socket, uh, uh, bull.

- All right.

- There. Now--

- Oh. All right.

So what? You the expert now?

- You don't even have thumbs.

- Come on!

- Come on, now--

- Oh, sh*t.

sh*t.

Sol, your face mask!

Can you bend down a little bit?

He's wearing a sorting hat

from Harry Potter.

Ravenclaw!

Hufflepuff!

"The adventure begins."

Okay.

Yeah.

All right, Rosie.

Here goes nothing.

Whoo!

Looks back in power, Rosie!

Oh, baby!

Oh,

I'm sorry, mama, it's okay.

All right, come here.

-Carmella. Hi.

-Hi, Sol.

Jeez, Hannah s-- sounds

like she's running pretty well!

Yeah, I think we're gonna

be ready to go. Rosie!

-Rosita! Oh!

-Come say "hi" to grandma.

Hi! I missed you, stinky.

- Oh!

She loves her grandma.

- Oh. Oh.

I'm sorry

that we haven't

been around lately.

I know.

Sounds like

you're planning a trip.

Uh, yep.

Where to?

We're gonna follow Gina's route.

Oh!

It's quite an adventure.

-Hmm.

-Are you sure

Hannah's up to the task?

Yeah, I think so.

She feels pretty tip-top.

Hmm.

You know, why don't you leave

Rosie with me?

I mean, then you could go

on all those crazy adventures

that the two of you

talked about, you know?

And you don't have

to worry about the baby.

That's, that's okay.

She'll be fine.

Well, you can't leave her

in there.

What if you wanna go somewhere

where they don't allow dogs?

Well, then I, I just

won't go to those places.

I don't mind, Sol.

I really appreciate it, but--

But?

You're not coming back.

I can't.

I can't.

It's okay. It's okay.

Just remember I'm here.

I'm always here.

I love you.

Be careful.

All right.

I think that's everything.

Yeah. You ready?

Okay.

Okay, Rosie, here we go.

Buckle up!

Hey, kids!

Do you know the days--

-Ew. What is this?

-...of course you do!

Oh, it's your mom's

kindergarten music.

How do you--

How do you--

How do you change this?

Oh, sh*t! sh*t!

Oh!

Sorry.

- You okay?

- Great job, everybody!

-Okay. Where did--

-Let's do it again!

Where did it--

okay, forget it.

Oh, my God.

Yeah!

Are there vampires about?

Oh! Sweet rig, man.

Thanks.

You closing up shop already?

Yeah, I keep the pumps on

at night, but...

...you don't get a whole

lot of business around here.

You mind if I take a picture?

Uh, yeah, yeah. Go ahead.

Excellent!

Thanks, man!

Have a good night!

Jesus Christ!

Oh, no.

sh*t.

sh*t.

Uh, don't worry,

Rosie, we got this.

Uh, it's gonna take

a while, though.

- Right.

- All right.

Come here. Thank you.

You know, Sol, I was thinking...

...we have a cr--

-It's bad luck, you know. Mm-mm.

-Oh, we wouldn't want that.

Stupid brain! Oh, that was mean!

I'm sorry. You're okay.

Oh.

Come on.

Hey, we did it!

Awesome.

Okay. So it's either

the alternator or the battery.

We got a full tank of gas

and a few hours to go.

It's a good chance

if I turn this engine off,

it's not gonna

turn back on again.

So let's hit it.

What are you doing?

What's the matter?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Rosie, just hold on, baby!

I-- there's an exit

right up here, just hold on.

I'm sorry, baby,

hold on!

Look at that.

Look at that.

Oh, Rosie!

Hey, flatlander.

Why don't you take a picture?

It'll last you longer.

Oh, no. I-- I'm sorry,

I wasn't-- um--

I-- I didn't mean--

Sorry.

Jeez. Uy,

did you hear that accent?

That Maine accent was thick!

What would you sound like

with a Maine accent?

I'm glad

you don't have a Maine accent.

Come on, let's go. Come on!

Come on, let's go! Come on!

God, that's a cute dog.

Ready? Here you go!

- Hey, Jamie!

- Hello, Mr. Q.

Hi, Rosie! The auto parts store

dropped this off for you.

Oh, sweet!

Well, looks like I got

my afternoon planned.

Why don't you just take it

to a mechanic?

Why pay somebody for something

you could do yourself?

You know how to do that stuff?

- Uh, I've learned.

- Cool.

Would you like

to help me with this?

- Really?

- Yeah, why not?

I'll show you the power

of the 454, brother.

Um, I can't, sorry.

I've got too much work to do.

- Where is everybody?

- What do you mean?

Like, I haven't seen

another employee

since I've been here.

You can't be running

this place by yourself.

-Where are all the adults?

-My dad's around.

Did I do something wrong?

No, of course not!

You've been great.

I-- it's just--

I don't know,

you're so young, and--

Never mind.

I better get to it. Thanks.

Get in here.

- Sorry,

I didn't mean to.

No, Jamie! Just perfect timing.

- I could really use your help

with this thing.

Cllate, Rosie. Come on in.

You got small hands,

help me out with this.

Go and have a seat.

All right,

here's what we're gonna do.

I'm gonna take

this big metal rod here.

Gonna put it right in here,

I'm gonna use this point

right there as a fulcrum.

So-- all right, go ahead

and pull our lever into place.

-Go ahead and pull it

toward you.

-Okay.

- That's it. As hard as you can,

you're not gonna break it.

All right. All right, let go.

Yeah, I think we got it!

Awesome! That'll work! Good job!

- What did we just do?

- We just changed an alternator.

So, when the engine starts,

it turns this main pulley here,

which then turns the pulley

on the alternator

by way of this

little rubber belt,

which then powers the battery

through this wire here.

Oh, God. Tighten that.

You tighten that for me?

Go ahead. Yeah, right in there.

Yep.

Perfect. That'll do it.

That little tiny wire

runs right into the battery,

which starts the engine.

Go ahead and start her up.

-Me?

-No, Rosie.

Yeah, of course you!

Go on. Keys are in it.

Yeah! Give it some gas!

All right. k*ll it.

Awesome! Good work!

-We did it!

-Now what?

So, now Rosie

and I run this old alternator

back to the parts store,

and then we move on

to our next destination.

- Th-- that's it?

- That's it. Thanks for all

your help, I appreciate it.

Lemme pay you back.

I'll buy you a burger

while I'm in town.

Nah, that's okay, I--

S-- sorry.

I've gotta go.

- Morning, Scan Crown!

How can I help you?

Yes, sir. We'll see you

next Saturday. Safe journeys.

You better be careful.

You get the highest score,

aliens are gonna come down

and ask you to save

the universe.

Daddy's funny.

Jamie?

Uh...

Oh, well.

What's the matter?

What?

What? Have we got another mouse?

What you barking at?

What's wrong, dude?

Who the hell is that?

What is that? Okay, hold on!

All right! I'm gonna sh**t it...

...and then I'm gonna stab it!

Don't sh**t.

Who is that? Who are you?

Mr. Q, it's me.

Ja-- Jamie? Jamie!

Get-- Come on, get out of there!

What the hell were you thinking?

What do you think

you're doing here?

Do you know

what this looks like?

Do you know how much trouble

you could get me in?

No, of course not!

'Cause you kids, you don't--

you don't think of anything!

You just act on whatever idea

or stupid impulse

pops into your head

without any regard

for anyone else!

I'm sorry.

You're sorry? Oh, God.

What-- I don't--

What did you think

was gonna happen?

You were just gonna

pop out of there

like a g*dd*mn birthday cake,

and I was gonna be stoked

for the company?

You don't even know me!

I could be some kind of weirdo

who, who eats kids!

You're not a weirdo. The way

you treat Rosie, you're nice!

Because I have a tiny dog?

Buffalo Bill had a tiny dog,

and he wore people's skin!

Who's Buffalo Bill?

What are you doing?

Looking up the campground,

so I can get ahold

of your parents.

You don't need to worry

about getting into trouble

because nobody gives a sh*t!

Oh-- oh-- hold, hold on.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hold, hold on. Hey, hey.

No. Just leave me alone.

I thought you were different.

I just wanted

to get out of there.

My mom left, so why can't I?

Why do I have to stay?

I've gotta work all day

while my dad just sleeps.

So we have a place to live.

So he has a place to watch TV!

I do everything!

I'm the kid, I'm not the parent!

Whoa. Okay.

Listen. It's okay.

Just-- come here.

Come have a seat.

-It's not fair.

-I know, I know.

So, what's wrong with your dad?

Does he hurt you?

No.

Ever since my mom left,

he just does nothing.

He's on-- is he taking anything?

-Is he, like, on pills or drugs?

-I don't think so.

-You two don't talk much, huh?

-There's never a time to.

He's always asleep.

All right. It's okay.

Come here.

She's so soft.

It's an awful lot of weight

for the shoulders

of someone so young.

Here. This should still be warm.

There. I'll take her. You eat.

Thank you.

There's a way out,

but this ain't it.

Your dad, he doesn't sound

like a bad guy.

Although it does seem

like he's dealing

with some serious

manic depression issues

that he should

probably seek help for.

But I bet

he truly cares about you.

No, he doesn't.

I bet the farm you're wrong.

That being said,

there is one person

that you're gonna be able

to rely on for a really

long time,

and that's yourself.

The way out is to keep

your head down and study hard,

whether it be in school

or through a trade.

That's your answer? School?

Look, I get it.

School sucks,

and college is expensive,

it's not for everybody.

But there's a l--

high schools that offer

really great

vocational programs now.

You could become an apprentice

in less than a year

and start making bank

before you even graduate.

Then you get to start

your own business

and you get to tell

everybody else what to do.

Get real, Mr. Q.

Like I could start

my own business.

Dude, you already run

your own business!

You're way ahead of the game!

You know what those

white-collar kids do in NYC

at their fancy internships?

They make coffee

and they run errands.

I make coffee and run errands.

Come on, you know what I mean!

Rosie loves french fries.

Don't you?

But if I give her this fry,

the grease is gonna give her

a horrible pancreatitis

and it's gonna wreck

her digestive system.

Poor thing

could be sick for days.

But I love her so much.

And I just want her to be happy.

But by giving her this fry,

I'm not showing her love

because I'm hurting her.

The point is,

sometimes the things

that we really want,

they're not the things

that we need.

This thing

that you hate so much,

it's gonna be your ticket

out of here.

And you're not gonna have to try

to run away or escape,

because you're gonna be able

to walk out

with your head held high

and never look back.

And maybe it's not worth more

than a burger and fry,

but I believe in you.

Thank you.

I-- I'm sorry for sneaking

into your RV and stowing away.

Yeah.

I did a lot of dumb stuff

when I was your age.

Well, God, nothing this crazy.

How old are you, anyway?

Almost 15.

Jesus Christ,

let's get you home.

Hey, Jamie, why don't you

step inside and lemme have

a word with your dad?

Okay.

M-- I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything. Just listen.

You need to get

your sh*t together.

Starting tomorrow,

you need to find

whatever therapist you need

that's gonna listen to you cry

and prescribe you

however many handfuls

of Zoloft or Prozac you need

to shove down your throat

to make you a parent again.

-Hey, I don't need this.

-It's not about you, man!

It's about that kid in there!

You have a brilliant,

reckless child that is just

desperate for guidance

and support.

Hey, don't look at your shoes!

Look at me!

Jamie is capable

of brilliant things,

if you would just pretend

to give a sh*t.

And if you can't do it for her,

then do it for yourself,

-because I will be back

to check in.

-Are you threatening me?

Oh-- no, sir.

No, sir. That's a promise.

I'm real good

at keeping my promises.

How about you?

My name is Sol.

I'm your kid's new tutor.

Bye, Jamie!

I'll talk to you next week!

Bye, Mr. Q!

Thanks for everything!

Hi.

It's me, Sol.

Gina's husband.

It occurs to me that...

...many of you

don't know what happened.

A few months ago,

a kid entered the school

where Gina and I work

as teachers together with...

with a g*n.

He opened fire

through Gina's classroom, she--

She was so brave.

She protected her kids.

And bec--

and because of her efforts...

...no one else

was hurt that day.

She-- she died.

My-- my poor,

sweet girl, she's--

I'm just so lost.

I don't know what to do anymore.

I didn't even plan

this trip, she did.

And the truth is...

...Gina saved me

a long time ago.

Witnessing her-- her caring

for others is-- her passion,

it's, it's infectious.

But we work in a field

where we're handcuffed for d--

from doing what's best

for a society that--

that doesn't appreciate us,

and entitled parents

that blame us

for their shortcomings,

in a system that's

completely failed us.

And still...

no matter

what they threw at us,

she'd just keep pushing forward.

"It's all for the kids,"

she'd say.

And that's all that mattered.

And sadly,

I think if she had survived,

she'd still believe that.

But I don't.

I want to, but I can't.

She gave her life

for those kids,

and they k*lled her!

They k*lled her!

They k*lled both of us.

'Cause I died that day too.

- I just-- I don't know

if I can do this anymore.

Come here.

Thank you, mama.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Who the hell is this?

Hello?

Hi, Mr. Q.

Did I catch you at a bad time?

Jamie?

- What's up?

- I-- I'm sorry. I can call back.

No. What's the matter?

What do you want?

-Are you sure?

-No. It's fine.

Do you know anything

about Ohm's law?

Do I know about what?

It's like

a mathematical equation.

- I'm having a real hard time

understanding it.

- You know,

if only there was this thing

that you could type in

whatever question you have,

and it would just spit out

a million different answers

or references for you to study.

-Yeah!

-Yeah, yeah.

And what if they put that thing

on a little rectangle

-that you could carry around

in your pocket?

-That would be cool.

Yeah, yeah, pretty cool, right?

-Yeah.

-It's the Internet, Jamie.

I'm talking about Google.

I mean, yeah, I did, but--

No, I-- I'm just being shitty.

I'm sorry.

Hold on, give me a minute.

All right,

let's have a look.

Well, we had

power outage issues last week.

-Uh-huh.

-And I kind of shadowed

the electrician while he worked.

And you were right.

It's actually

really interesting!

-Yeah? That's awesome!

-Yeah. I'd like to learn more

'cause I guess

our setup is really old,

and it would be a good idea

to look into upgrading it,

because we could potentially

fry people's setups

- if they don't have

surge protectors.

- Jeez, now you tell me.

- Yeah. Sorry.

- All right, let's see.

"Ohm's law."

Oh, this is interesting.

- It looks, uh,

pretty electrifying, huh?

-Huh?

-Dude, are you kidding me?

- You gotta stop

with the dad jokes, Mr. Q.

You know where we are, Rosie?

- Hey, Mom,

comma, almost there, period.

See you in about five minutes,

exclamation point.

Oh, boy.

Okay, here we go.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on!

You know where we are?

Hello?

Mom? Dad?

Oh, hell yeah!

Hello?

Mm. Hey, Pa.

Hey!

Ew!

...ew, ew, ew!

Ew! God, no! No, no!

God! No, no!

Oh. Oh, come on!

What's wrong with this thing?

Oh, God! It's so f*cking gross!

-Hey, there he is, my boy!

-Oh, no! No!

- No! No, no! No, no. No!

- Get over here!

Go wash your hands! Stop it!

You knew I was coming! No!

- Get over here.

- No-- Ay...

- Stop! No,

don't touch her!

- Who's this? Who's this?

I missed you so much, mijo.

I missed you too.

So, what? Are you

on some kind of vision quest?

- I see! And Rosie is

his spirit animal.

You know, I never really thought

about it like that until now.

What?

Why did you come here, boy?

What do you mean?

To visit my parents.

What is it

that you're looking for?

Djalo. Don't start.

I don't know.

Nothing.

I just didn't wanna

be there anymore.

All those stupid faces

looking at me

with all the worry and concern.

I see it in their eyes.

I'm not even a person anymore,

I'm just this manic mascot

of sadness and depression.

-Just a f*cking clich--

-Solomon.

Hey, you're scaring

that little dog.

You wanna hold her?

Hi, Rosie! Hi, baby!

Uy! Uy, uy, uy!

- Mm.

So this must be

my granddaughter, huh?

She's so pretty.

You're the prettiest dog

in the world!

- Probably get your looks

from tata, huh?

What's the matter, pap?

Nothing, just work stuff.

Well, you know, you can always

come and stay with your mami.

What?

Well, it's just-- like,

we just got rid of him.

-Jon.

-What?

- He knows I'm joking.

- Come here.

Oh, stop kissing her

like that, that's gross.

Uh-oh, she's jealous of you.

Look at her, she's jealous.

All right. What's going on?

They want me

to teach Gina's class.

Like, the, the merger between

the two schools went through,

and now they want me

to move down to kindergarten.

Can you believe it?

That's bad?

Yes, of course it is!

They want me to go back

and teach my dead wife's class

in the room that she died in!

-Oh.

-Yeah, that's bad.

Mijo, they wouldn't have

asked you to do it

if they didn't have the faith

and confidence

that you could do a good job.

No, it's not that. It's-- it has

to do with all the seniority

and placement bullshit.

My principal says

it's the only way

that we all keep our jobs.

Oh, yeah,

you can't argue with that.

You know what? Screw that, man.

Why don't you use

the Indian card?

Yeah, just,

just say it's against

your religious beliefs

-or something like that.

-Ay, don't be stupid.

Well, they'll never know.

You know, nobody even knows

I'm mestizo up there.

What do they think you are?

With the name

"Solomon Queda"?

I live in upstate New York.

If your name ends with a vowel,

they just assume you're Italian.

Ay.

Yeah, well, you can blame...

for that one...

-Ugh.

-...when she was all

in her biblical phase.

- Oh, hush your mouth.

- Well, it's true.

Yes.

You two are annoyingly happy.

How'd you end up

together, anyway?

-Opposites attract.

-Ah! You know, back then,

chicks really dug

if they thought

you were the last of something.

-You're ridiculous.

-He's not wrong.

You can't tell me

you didn't use that

on your lady.

Come on.

Will you stop stressing?

You're gonna get the job,

and it's gonna be so great,

we get to work

at the same school.

We can have lunch together!

It's just-- I don't know

if I wanna do this now.

What?

What do you mean?

Baby, listen to yourself.

Talking about

having lunch together?

You don't even have time

to eat during the day.

That's why we have dinner

before 5:00 p.m.,

like a couple of old folks.

Look, I'm not trying

to be mean. It's just--

I see what you put up with,

and I see the way

they treat you,

all the long hours,

the extra work

during the summer.

They treat you like sh*t!

-You don't get it yet.

-I know, I know,

it's all about the kids.

No. I mean, yes.

But no. It's...

...it's more than that.

Uh, you can--

Just wait until you see

their faces light up

when they learn something new.

Or when they cry

because they have to go home.

Or when they accidentally

call you "mom."

I mean, yeah, we,

we don't get paid enough

and our efforts go unrecognized,

but nobody cares

about these poor kids either.

You know? We get to make

a difference.

I get to be there for them,

and... when you get to witness

that change happen,

it's the best feeling

in the world.

You're amazing.

I'm never gonna live up to you.

You're gonna be great.

And if you need anything,

I'll be just down the hall.

You never told me

the eagle found you.

Stop doubting yourself.

You know your path.

You know, the next day

we got Rosie.

The eagle came to me

shortly after

I started dating your mother.

That's when she told me

that we were gonna have

another roommate.

- He means you.

- Yeah, Ma, I get it.

Your name is Sol, like the sun.

When you showed up...

...you brought

so much light into our lives.

And you entrusted that light

in Gina when she was alive.

Don't stop now.

I'm going to bed.

Mijo, I love you.

Goodnight.

I love you too.

That is one tired woman.

Oh, God damn it! Why?

I just stopped

thinking about it!

Oh!

Yeah.

Oh, hey.

Yeah, this is cool.

I like this.

Oh!

Are these, like,

places that you've been to?

- Uh, yeah, most of them.

- Wow.

Oh, man.

Hey, what are the Oneida

and Mohawk like?

I don't know.

Are you serious?

You haven't made contact?

Jeez.

Don't you remember

what your grandfather

used to tell you?

"Stay out of my room"?

No.

No.

You always look

for human beings.

I mean, we're everywhere.

You know, some communities

are harder to find than others,

but... when Natives meet,

their hearts

recognize one another.

That's community.

You'll always have a home.

Hey, in this thing,

I am always home.

All right.

Listen,

try not to stay away

so long this time.

You know, we really miss you.

-Yeah, okay, I won't.

-All right, come here.

All right.

Take care of my granddaughter.

I will.

Smile, Rosie!

Look, we're headed

for adventure.

See? Daddy's driving.

Oh, man!

That's not working either.

Well, I'm just glad

it stopped backfiring.

Yeah, and I'm glad

we found a vehicle big enough

to fit all of us,

and your hat.

Why can't you just say

you like my hat?

I love it.

Yeah. Well said.

Not this time!

I don't even know

how to hold this!

Oh, my God.

Stop!

Thank God.

- Oh, sh*t! Timeout! Wait!

Timeout! What the--

You made it.

Yeah.

Did you get to see the redwoods?

Nah, not this time.

"Not this time"?

So you're staying?

Yeah.

Oh, man.

That's great. It's awesome.

Will you go to the school

with me?

Uh, yeah.

Sure.

Anything.

Thank you.

I got you.

You all right, man?

It's--

It's just--

It's strange how,

how I remember it

so differently.

A kid.

He died, right?

Yeah. Cop shot him.

What happened to his parents?

They moved.

Rent dodgers. Bad people.

That's sad.

Hey, uh, look,

this is just the bigger room.

But there's other rooms

we could go scout out

if you want.

It's okay.

I think I want to.

Hey, thanks for coming

with me today.

Hey!

Me and Cherri, man, we--

we're here with you,

we got your back!

-I appreciate it.

-Nah, man, we appreciate you.

Hey, sorry.

Hey, this might seem

like a weird question, but...

...are you Native?

Native to New York?

- No, Native American.

- Oh.

What made you ask me that?

No one's

never asked me that. I am.

But everyone thinks

I'm just a Black guy.

Oh, it's just something

my dad said.

Mm. You wanna start

unpacking these boxes?

Yeah.

All right.

- All right, g*ng! How was lunch?

- Good.

Good!

All right, let's learn

about some geography.

You know what time it is, right?

"Hey, Rosie! Where'd you Gosie?"

Good!

All right. Penelope, can you get

the lights for me, sweetheart?

Thank you!

Where do you think Rosie went

this weekend?

- She went to--

- Mount Rushmore!

Mount Rushmore!

Oh, man! You guys don't wanna be

a, a booger in Mount Rushmore?

- No.

- What if they paid you, like, $100?

- Yeah, I don't know-- I definitely--

-No. Still no.

- No?

- It, it, it feels-- $1000...

Oh, o-- okay. Well, 100,000,

that's-- that's your--

- 100,000,000.

- 100,000,000! Wow!