Local Boys

Skeeter let's go!

Coming!

It's looking pretty good out there.

Yeah!

Right on, Red Man. You sure called it.

Cool.

Go Willy!

Alright man!

What's up, bro?

I peeled it! David K dropped it in the sand.

Sorry!

What're you staring at?

That surfer out there.

He's pretty awesome.

Man, lo-look, look at him!

Did you see that bottom turn?

Whoa. Check him out.

Look, look, look.

Look at that. Look at that!

Man, that's sick.

Yeah, he's alright.

His board's big enough.

Yeah, it's the length of his board that's doing all the ripping.

The poor uncoordinated bastard is just along

for the ride.

Hey Willy?

You had your daily allowance of kissing ass today?

Yeah, you wish you were that good, Ran.

- Dude whatever! - Check him out!

Yeah. Alright, let's get out of here.

That's supposed to make you surf better?

No, it's supposed to keep me from looking like you.

Bet you I'll be able to surf better than you in no time.

And then you woke up.

I'm joking man. You're gonna be a great surfer.

You just gotta remember, it takes practice.

Alright little bro.

You better power up there,

we got a big south swell coming.

Eugh!

If it isn't captain six pack.

Hey!

Your mom home?

No, Ray. She's not.

Never.

Fine. I can wait.

Ray...

To be completely honest, I don't think my mom

really wants to see you.

You don't think your mom...

What's a punk kid like you know about what a woman wants?

I think he should leave, Randy.

You shut your trap, kid.

Why don't you watch what you're doing?!

- I'm sorry! - Why don't you take your hands off my brother?

Get out of here! You're drunk! You're going home. That's it.

You're done.

Go on! You're out of here.

You saying I'm too drunk to kick some ass?

I'm saying it's time for you to go!

You saying I'm too dr- I'm saying it's time for you t-

Aah!

God, Ray! Damnit! Get up!

You mess with my family again, I'm gonna kill ya.

Get out of here! I'm not kidding, Ray!

Randy!

Get up!

- I swear to God... - Stop it!

He's shitfaced, Mom.

- Look at him! - Look at this loser punk you raised.

- You heard me. - I'm gonna kill him Mom.

Get off my property, Ray. I've already told you once before.

What?

Go!

Now!

Screw you.

Every last one of you.

You come here again, I'm calling the police.

You understand me?

Shit!

What the hell were you thinking?

I can't believe you went out with that guy!

What the hell were you thinking?

You know very well, I never would've gotten involved

had I known.

I'm trying to get it all.

Okay. It's okay.

- I tried to get it all. - No, no, no. Don't worry.

- Shhh. - I think I got all of it.

- Let go, it's okay. - I'm sorry.

It's not your fault. Look at me. Look at me.

Skeet, look at me. Skeet, he's not gonna come back.

He's not gonna hurt you. He's gone.

He's gone.

Okay? I swear to God, nothing is gonna happen to you.

It's your birthday, little bro. You know what that means?

It means tomorrow we're gonna get you a new board.

Yeah, bro. It's gonna be so sick.

You're gonna be a real surfer!

Yo dude!

Great, it's flat.

Sure as hell isn't gonna happen here today.

What the hell is this shit?

Those people aren't locals.

They're Hawaiian guys.

- You must know them. - Hey, they're not Hawaiian!

No way!

Yeah well, it ain't saying much to be a local

where the waves suck.

Let's go to Secos, man. It's the south swell.

$20 says it's gonna be bit chin' all morning.

Yeah, let's go.

You want to bounce to this? You wanna bounce to this?

Check out that guy in the r-

Hey! What the hell happened to our boards?

What's it look like, retard?

We've been ripped off!

Shit!

Look what happened to the tire!

Hey, hey. Check this guy out. Man, look at this punk!

What's he laughing about?

Who that punk bitch?

Alright, I'm gonna go over there and kick some ass.

No, we're all gonna go. Skeet, you stay here. C'mon.

But dude!

I can't change a flat tire!

Interesting story,

our boards just got jacked.

You see who did it?

Nah.

Yeah, we thought you might've seen something funny.

Since you're having so much fun laughing at us.

You think I know something about your boards, my man?

I got nothing in my jeep, brotha.

Why don't you take a look for yourself?

Hey!

We didn't say you took the surfboards.

Brotha.

Just thinking maybe you seen who did it, that's all.

Whoa, whoa.

What's up guys?

- Hey. - Hey...

Okay then.

I'm Randy.

Yeah, I know who you are.

I've seen you surf, Randy.

- You rip. - Yeah, ho, ho, ho...

You need to back your ass up, Randy boy.

Okay, before I pound it!

Tough guy!

Chill! Alright?

Our boards just got jacked and I ask you a very simple question.

Did you see who took them?

What did I say?

Dude, he's just asking you

if you saw who took his boards?

Get in the car, Samantha.

Then no.

I don't think I do.

In fact...

Maybe I'll catch a ride with these guys instead.

What's up?

They ain't goin' nowheres with a flat tire?

You know what, whatever. Just... excuse me.

You know you did this shit.

You know it.

Dude, look at that!

That's a sick tube, my brother.

My God. Six-six tri-fin thruster.

Are you kidding me? Dude I need this board.

You see that, David K?

Hey, Ran, guys! What you up to?

Hey Rick! What's up man? Our boards got jacked today.

- No shit! - Yeah bro.

You know who did it?

Yeah, these Hawaiian guys. They call themselves Da Cleanup Crew.

Hey, I told you! They're not Hawaiians!

Whatever, listen. We gotta get my little brother here a board.

He's the lucky one today.

- Yeah! - Grasshopper, c'mon with me.

Take care of him, Rick.

Follow the old man, here.

This your first board?

- Um, no. - Yes!

Yeah.

Hey, make up my mind.

Hey, that's the bugger we saw surf yesterday?

Yeah man, same graphics.

That's Jim Wesley, man.

We saw him down at Secos, man.

He was rippin' it!

Yeah.

How much money did mom give you for your birthday?

$100!

A hundred bucks? That's it?!

Well...

Alright, I got... Sixty.

Hey you guys!

I need you to help chip in for my brother's first board.

Hey, forget that, man!