The Compatriots

Lets go Javi! Woo!

Let's go, Javi, you got this.

Let's go, Javi!

What's the deal?

I have to throw a fast ball right now.

I have zero control over my arm.

He just cranked two foul.

Trust the curve, man. I can't hit it.

You can't hit anything.

Come on. You got this.

Let's go.

Uh. Dad.

Coach.

Put me in there.

Look, he's gonna blow it.

I can do this.

Let's go kid.

Here we go.

You ready for this?

Javi. Where's he hiding?

Javi?

He's over here.

Yes. - Come on, man.

You can't hide. Not tonight.

Come on, get up here.

Now, everybody, this man right here,

this handsome man just pitched the first no hitter

in school history.

Make sure you get some good photos for the paper.

- Okay. - Thanks, Ryan.

Now ladies, Javi is single

and ready to mingle, so please get in line.

Javi, any words?

Yeah.

Thanks for the support.

Riveting stuff, man.

Alright. To Javi!

To Javi!

You got to lighten up, man.

It's not that big a deal.

How come you can step on a mound

with everyone in the stands

and pitch your ass off but then you just freeze up

whenever you're not on the field?

I don't know.

It's just when it's you and me out there,

it's like we're playing catch.

Aw, that's really sweet.

Hands off! He's mine.

Hey!

What?

Where'd you go?

You're missing the party.

I just wanted a moment by myself.

Are you okay?

It's a bad time.

We can talk about it later.

I don't see anybody. We can just talk now.

What's gonna happen to us when you go to college?

Nothing's gonna happen. Everything's gonna be fine.

Well, that's what everybody says and then they break up.

Tracy, we're not gonna break up.

Look, I love you, okay?

We're gonna make it work, I promise. Okay?

Where are the towels?

They're in the basement.

Don't get into my dad's scotch.

Too late.

Some purists like their scotch plain.

But I like mine with a little bit of diet root beer.

I think the flavor profiles really start to shine through.

What?

Oh yeah, that's vintage.

And it's coming in hot, any minute now.

Just wait.

Here, drink up.

Put some pubes on your balls finally.

I have pubes.

Cheers!

To your hairless sack.

Oh yeah. That's good.

Come on, man. Loosen up.

Have some fun.

I know. You'll get used to it.

Don't worry.

- You were right about the curve.

Oh, really?

You deserve this.

No, man. It's all you.

Absolutely not. I couldn't have done it without you.

Come here.

I love you, man.

I love you too.

What the fuck was that dude?

Hunter! - Dude.

Hunter?

- No, back off, man. - I...

I don't know.

I kind of wanna go to California.

- Yeah. - But my parents

are kind of reluctant.

Yeah.

- But I think I'm just gonna go for it.

- Oh, there you are. Are you okay?

What's going on?

What do you mean?

Have you been kissing anyone lately?

Oh God, Javi.

I don't, he came outta nowhere, I swear.

Come on. You have to go talk to him.

No. Why?

You gonna go beat him up?

No, moron.

We have to support him.

What? Support him?

Why don't you support me? Huh?

He basically assaulted me.

He's your best friend. You have to talk this out.

No, absolutely not.

It's okay, false alarm.

Javi?

Hi, Tracy. I'm - I'm sorry.

This is really messy.

I'll fix this up real quick.

I'll get it cleaned up.

Are you okay?

Y-yeah, I'm fine. Why?

Did you hear anything?

Nothing happened.

Okay? I didn't mean anything by it.

It - it was a mistake.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no. It's okay.

You don't, you don't have to be sorry.

Do you wanna talk about it?

Tracy, Hunter's trying to drive.

Stop!

Hey, stop.

Hey. What?

Go inside and sleep it off in my room.

Gimme those keys, man.

No.

Listen to her.

Or what? Huh?

You know what? Go ahead.

Dead boyfriend might be a great topic

for one of my college essays.

- Look, they're gonna kiss each other again.

Dude!

What? You coming to kiss me too?

- Hunter. - No.

Get off me.

I know my rights.

My mom's gonna sue the shit outta you.

Yeah. I hope your mom comes.

Her tits are huge.

Shut the fuck up.

Hey, shut up and keep your hands to yourself.

Or else!

Dude, just chill, man. We're fine.

We're just kids. They can't do anything to us.

No, no, no, no.

What are you doing here?

Thought I'd surprise you.

You can't be here.

Why?

Please go.

Fine.

But, we're done.

What? No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, hey!

Hey. - Okay.

So invite me in. Let me meet your dad.

I can't be with someone who can't be himself.

Shit, you're still here?

Hunter! - Mm.

Will you please get out?

- What? - Hello?

- What? - Hello?

What?

What's the rush?

Oh, is this round two or is it technically three?

Okay.

My graduation party is about to start.

Oh, no invite for me. Huh?

Get out.

- We should talk about this though.

No, it was one night.

There's nothing to talk about.

Well, I feel used.

Good.

Tracy, honey!

Mom needs help with a few things.

Yeah, okay. Be out in a second.

I remember when we brought you home

from the hospital.

Eight pounds nine ounces, slightly jaundiced.

Jaundiced?

Can I come in?

Um. Oh, one second.