Clika

In Yuba City, the harvest may change,

but the people always stay the same.

I got my red beard from my grandfather.

He was a migrant worker.

Picked fruit his whole life.

He taught me everything I know about working the harvest.

Come on, you're falling behind, pri.

- How many bags is that? - Quatro, fool.

This is my fifth one.

We do contract work. Paid for every bin we fill up.

The sooner we fill ten bins,

the sooner we're done for the day.

I'm tryna get out of here, viejo.

Fool always tryna leave. It not even lunch yet.

Stop trippin', pri. Let's get this money.

No cap.

It's gonna be a hot day today.

The truck leaves twice a day with 50 bins,

and every one of those peaches was picked by hand.

When you gon talk to her, viejo?

Man,

you been jinxed that shit, pri. Fuck.

-Bro, you're scared. -Man, fuck both of y'all.

Better get the fuck outta here and go get paid, brah.

Say less.

- Hey, let's go, pa. - I'll catch you guys right now.

Hey, you know that shit?

I feel sick. I feel sick after that...

What do y'all know about that song, vato?

It's that old-school stuff we used to play back then.

Hell yeah, bro, but now we make our own corridos too.

Can we play you some shit?

Yeah, well, let's see what you got.

Play that shit, Flaco.

Hey, no, no, no. Stop, stop, stop. Stop.

- What? - What the fuck is that?

What do you mean, "What the fuck is that," bro?

It's the new corridos.

-That ain't no corrido, vato. -What? Man, fuck you, old man.

You don't know nothing, bro.

'Sup with that fool right there, bro?

Old-school heads. That's how they think.

That fool don't even know nothing.

Don't even worry about that shit, bro.

We straight chaka' ed out.

That fool was not chaka' ed out at all, brother.

Damn, chaka.

- Okay, okay. - Super fly.

-Are you coming? -Okay, tio.

Damn! Okay, tio, I see you.

When'd you get this one?

Has it been that long?

-What's up, Alfredo? -Been a minute.

What's up?

Damn, tio. You upgraded, pa.

A little bit, Blunt.

You guys harvesting peaches yet or what?

Shit! Just got outta work.

Got off the hauler right now.

Yeah, looks like you guys been fucking working.

Let me show you what I've been harvesting, perro.

-Damn, chaka. -Can I see that shit?

That shit's busting through the bag.

- No doubt. - That's yours right there.

Smoke that shit.

Damn, big dog. Okay. Appreciate you. That's love, yo.

Hey, I'll catch you guys right now.

- All right, bro. - All right, fool.

Good seeing you, pap.

So, what's up?

When you gonna let me make the runs?

Your ma would fucking kill me if she even knew

we were talking about this shit.

How's she doing, anyways?

She's working, right?

She hasn't been working in months.

And the bank's been sending letters.

You ain't paying the fucking mortgage?

It's been bad.

Man, get in.

Hermana, how's work?

It's fine.

Wednesday's my day off.

Bad joke.

There.

Hermana, I didn't come here to fight.

I came here to help.

I don't need your help.

Are you sure about that?

Hey, Mom. Long time no see, tio.

How you doing? Look at you, man. How's school?

- In the home stretch. - Eso.

And as soon as you're done,

you come see me, and I got something for you.

Okay?

Okay.

The house smells good, eh?

Your mom is just like my jefito.

If you ain't picking up someone else's shit,

if you ain't picking up fucking fruits in the field,

it's like you're not even working.

Who gives a fuck?

Are you guys still kicking it at that spot or what?

Yeah, you pullin' up?

I don't know, dawg. I'll let you know, bro.

He knows about the house.

That's family business.

Ain't tio family?

Not anymore.

-Mom, it's legal. -Still drugs.

It's a crop, Mom.

I pick peaches, they pick buds.

Grandpa spent his life--

That is the man you want to be like.

Was it Grandpa's dream to pick fruit?

Grandpa's dream was to raise a family

in a house that he owned.

There is no shortcut to your dreams, mijo.

Going to make some coffee for Chuy.

Migrant workers do the shit

no one else wants to do in this country.

And that mentality is forced onto us from birth.

When do we start doing for ourselves?

When do we get to live our American dream?

What's up, perrito?

-What's going on? -What's up?

How you doing, bro?

Hey, I'm doing good, dawg. Shit.

Good seeing you. What's up? What's up? What's up?

Man, look at you guys.

- What's up, man? - Tio , hey.

- Blunt, how you doing? - What's up, perrillo?

- All right, tio. - Yeah,

we're good, dude.

'Sup? You tuned up or what?

Bro, I'm always ready.

We look like fuckin' amateurs to you?

Yeah. You look like an amateur, for sure.

Man, fuck you. Cheers.

I haven't seen you around here before.

I know. I don't get out much.

- Boyfriend got you locked down? - No.

I'm in veterinary school.

- So you're smart. - I guess so.

Hey, I gotta go.

Okay. I'm Chito, by the way.

I know.

When can I see you around?

Sunday. Church.

Church.

Man, these motherfuckers

are a hundred dollars a pop on Amazon,

but I went to Meek's,

found these shits for eight dollars.

Basically the same thing. They're called gutter guards.

We still need mics and shit.

Fool, we don't acoustically treat our vocal booth,

even the most expensive mic gonna sound like shit.

"Acoustically treat our vocal booth"?

I learned that on YouTube.

Anyways, Flaco, that's good, pop. That's good.

Bro, this is a closet.

Fool, you gotta see the bigger picture, viejo.

Fool, look. Once we have XLR cables,

egg flats, a mic stand, a microphone, some headsets,

this right here, fool, this a vocal booth.

All right, fuck this shit, pri. I'm out.

Fool, you gotta see the bigger picture, viejo.

Fuck.

Fuck. Come on.

Making music is my dream.

But the bank don't give a fuck about my dreams.

I gotta take care of my mom.

So I'm putting my dreams on hold.

Damn! Tio, this how you coming?

No. Bueno seria.

These are Angelo's.

And they say, "Cars are the extension

"of a man's character," no?

Like Grandpa's truck.

I remember the first day he brought this home.

He had just came back from Mexico that day.

New shirt, new hat, new truck.

Everything made in Mexico.

He was proud of that.