Endgame

Jose, let's go!

Jose, get up! You're going to be late!

Miguel, hurry up! Don't you ever leave the bathroom?

"Miguel, hurry up.

Don't you ever leave the bathroom?"

- You need to go the the restroom? - Yeah.

Aww. Aww.

Miguel, that's not even funny!

Really? You locked the door?

A long river. A long river!

- It smells good. - Oh, no, no.

Over there. Over there.

Why don't you get up when I ask you to get up?

That way you wouldn't be running late all the time.

Here you go.

How come Miguel gets more?

Your brother needs all the protein he can get

for his big game tonight.

He probably won't eat anything anyway.

He's to busy plucking his eyebrows like a girl.

- Yeah? - Oh, man, come on.

Stop playing. Stop. Come on.

I'm late. Please. Did you wash your hands?

Spotless.

Come on, mom.

Oye, mijo. Here.

You're still hungry? Eat this.

Really, mom? Expired cereal?

Jose, what is your problem?

I told you I'm going to be late!

- You keep shouting all the time. - No, sit down.

Sit down and eat! Sit down and eat, okay?

- I don't want you to be late. - Okay. Okay.

It's a big day, you know?

You've been waiting for this a long time.

Hopefully, after tonight's game you'll get scholarships.

Oh, please, god. Please, god.

You okay? You're not feeling sick, are you?

No. Mom, can you stop?

Okay.

You know, I have a chess game today against Dani.

And if I win, Dani buys me lunch and dessert.

That's nice, mijo. Eat. You're okay?

- You're feeling okay today? - Yeah, I'm fine, mom.

Buenos Dias, Jose. Did you eat?

Welcome to Abuelita's specialty restaurant.

This is real sausage. I'll make it for you.

- That's okay. - Eh?

- What do you want to drink? - How about a soda?

Ay, you're loco.

Let's see.

How about some coffee?

Abuelita, I don't drink coffee. I'm too young.

Too young? I've been drinking coffee since I was six years old.

Keeps you warm when you're working out in the fields.

No, thanks.

you know, I have a chess game today against Dani.

Do you remember the last techniques I taught you?

- I practiced all night. - Go easy on that poor kid, huh?

- You're it. - Stop.

What's wrong?

Did you get in a fight with your mom again?

- With Miguel? - Cut it out.

- You're such a butthead. - You're a double butthead.

- A double butthead? Really? - Yeah.

All right, stand over here.

Put your hands on the hood, please.

You don't have any weapons on you?

Get in the car.

Let's go check it out.

- No. - What?

Let's go through the cemetery instead.

- But we're going to be late. - It's a shortcut.

- You scared? - No way, weirdo.

Last one there gets first start for the chess match.

- Three... - Two...

Cheater!

If there was a song of the story of us

it wouldn't have a refrain

it'd be a hundred verses

and never the same

like coming back round again

I'd play it

and you would understand it

and give it just the right name

la de da, la de da

oh, la de da da

la de da, la de da

- da da - come on.

Come on! You throw like a girl!

Do something! Throw it home! Throw it...

He got you right on the...

Quit throwing like a pansy!

You got to man up! Oh, yeah, baby!

You better watch out. She's got an arm!

- Whoa! - Ow!

That's the bell!

That's it, that's it. That's the bell.

Goodness.

I'm sorry, man.

What's your deal, man?

- Hey! Hey! - Hey.

- Enough! - What are you doing?

That's enough. That's enough!

What the hell are you idiots...

I mean...

You guys really disappoint me.

- He started it. - You, young lady,

need to mind your own business.

And stop acting like catwoman, jumping all over everybody.

Go inside. Go inside. I'll deal with you later.

Go. Go!

You, too. Not you.

Jose, what's the matter with you?

You should try and be more like your brother.

Why? Because I don't play as good as him?

He's striving for the championship.

You could learn a thing or two from him.

Whatever.

- How did you do that? - Can't tell you.

- Really? - Mm-hmm. Check.

- Well, then... - You know what's funny?

- I knew you were going to do that. - Huh. Check.

I knew you were going to do that.

Are you sure, Dani? I hate doing this.

No fair. No!

- Oh, yeah, it was. - Nice job, Jose.

I saw how you skewered her king.

You dominated the board.

That's because he pressured me. This game doesn't count.

No, no, no. I want my pepperoni pizza.

- No. - You know,

you have killer instincts.

Thanks. And we had a deal.

- No. - See? Look, you got to move here.

You know, you're just like your brother.

Are you ready to cheer him on in tonight's game?

Why does everybody keep asking me about Miguel?

Is today national Miguel day?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Jose!

What are you thinking?

You just bought yourself a trip to the principal's office.

Come on, let's go!

You know...

There's a word that describes

what you did out there,

and it's on the tip of my tongue.

I can't remember... Oh, yeah.

Stupid.

"Stupid" is a word I thought I'd never hang on you, Jose.

And there's nothing you can say

to convince me that you're innocent.

And I've heard all the excuses, trust me.

"They made me do it."

"My girlfriend wanted me to do it."

I did it.

I wanted to do it.

I would do it again.

Well, since you're being so abnormally honest,

what punishment would you impose on thyself?

If my brother did it, you wouldn't punish him.

Is that what you surmise?

Everyone let's the champion slide.

That's all you care about, and you know it!

Feeling a little destructive today, aren't we?

If you spent more time acting like a champion

and less time envying them, you wouldn't be here,

or in after school detention,

which is where you're going for the next two weeks.

- Come on. - You want me to make it three?

Where you going? Sit your butt right back down.

You don't leave until I tell you to go.

What do you... What do you have there?

Cherry jawbreaker.

My mom brought it from Mexico.

- Cherry jawbreaker, huh? - Mm-hmm.

Here. Why don't you have it?

All right.

Let's just consider this payment

in lieu of the damages that I'm not charging you for, okay?

You just try and keep your hands to yourself.

And just remember one thing, Jose.

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.

Put that there in the bank. Run with it.

Go on.

- No, I like the chicharones. - Hey, Jose. You got a second?

Poor kid.

He doesn't have half the talent that Miguel does.

Jose, you need to sit down and do your homework.

How are you?

I'm bringing back the chess club

and I want you to be in it.

I don't know how many students I'm going to be able to recruit

or if we're even going to get anywhere.

If you join the team, I'll get you out of this detention.

Nobody plays chess around here.

I'll teach them.

Teach who?

Them.