Ma

(GRAND ORCHESTRAL FANFARE PLAYING)

Honey, quit picking at it.

Are you nervous or what?

Yeah, a little. It's a pretty big school.

Well, first days are always a little goofy,

but you and I are gonna be fine.

We are modern babes in a modern world.

Oh, my God, how am I related to you? (LAUGHS)

Hey. Do you need some help?

Um, yeah. Maybe.

It didn't charge right last night,

- so it's low on juice. - Here. Hold up.

- Let me get you. - Oh.

So, which way are you headed?

All I needed was a push. It should be enough.

Oh. Okay.

Thanks for being so nice.

- You're a lifesaver. - Yeah. You, too.

"You, too"?

- (LIVELY CHATTER) - (GAMING MACHINES CHIMING)

You are Erica. I am Stu.

- We are now coworkers. - (CHUCKLES)

Nice to meet you, Stu.

How's your first day on the floor going?

Is it everything you ever dreamed of and so much more?

Sure beats having a desk job.

Okay...

Okay.

You do have a nice ass.

I noticed it this morning. I'm very perceptive.

I'm not, like...

: a lesbian or anything.

You're new, on a Friday,

in February, which is very weird.

Military brat?

Uh, no.

Uh, yeah, I'm Maggie.

Today's my first day.

- I transferred. - (SIGHS) That sucks.

- I was new last year, so I get it. - Mm.

- Um... - (PHONE CLICKING)

Stephanie, are you still having people over

for a party tomorrow?

- Yeah. - Cool.

You can come with us if you want.

- Haley. - Yeah.

Thanks. I'm going to the music festival with my mom.

- So... - (CLICKS TONGUE)

: Okay.

Damn, a lot of people would kill to be so popular.

- (CHUCKLES): Okay. - Have fun with your mom

and all those fucking old people.

(LAWN MOWER BUZZING IN DISTANCE)

Shit. - (FOOTSTEPS)

Shit, shit.

Shit.

Hey, what's wrong?

Well, nothing. I'm just...

I have to cover for somebody now at work.

What about the music festival?

Well, there's not much I can do about it, honey.

I'm the new kid, and we got to make money, so...

I made you some pancakes.

All right, I'll text you a little later, okay?

- Bye. - (DOOR CLOSES)

- (TEXT MESSAGE CHIRPS) - (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

- (HORN HONKING) - (LAUGHTER)

Whoo!

: Maggie came to party.

Maggie came to party.

Get in. Go.

Faster, faster. Boys...

- (WHOOPING) - Maggie.

- Yo, what's up? - Maggie, boys.

How you doing, Maggie?

Oh, you-you might know me. I'm Darrell.

- Okay. - That's Andy.

- Hi. - And this gay dude is Chaz.

- Yeah, I'm-I'm very straight. - HALEY and DARRELL: Super gay.

- I love pussy. Babe, tell 'em. - Super gay.

- Tell 'em I love pussy, babe. - So, the party's canceled.

Stephanie's mom's a complete bitch.

And I think we're just gonna, like,

drive around and get drunk.

- Okay. - Is that cool?

- Yeah, pretty much. - Very cool.

- Are you sure? - Super cool.

- Great. - CHAZ (LAUGHING): All right, let's do it.

- (ENGINE STARTS) - Let's get drunk!

- (ALL WHOOPING) - (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS OVER STEREO)

Hey, hey, mister, uh, can you, uh...

Yup. Nah.

Literally looks like he's gonna throw up.

- Dude always looks like that. - (HALEY CHUCKLES)

Want a drag?

It's cotton candy.

- No, I'm good. - What, you don't vape?

- No. - Come on, you're in high school.

You can smoke as much as you want

until you're 25 and then quit, and nothing bad will happen.

Here we go.

- Hey, sir, can you, uh... - Piss off, boy.

- (DOOR BELL JINGLES) - (LAUGHTER)

He's too desperate about it.

Hey, yo, man, this shit racist out here.

- Your turn. - Nope. Not me.

The guy that works here knows my stepdad.

I vote Maggie.

She's new, and no one knows who she is.

And truthfully, you could be a narc, and that scares me.

Look, if the cops come, just cry. They'll let you off.

What? They never let me off.

Yeah, 'cause they know you nasty. (SCOFFS)

- (ANDY CHUCKLING) - Darrell.

Mm-hmm.

- Hi. Excuse me. Could... - Get lost.

- (LAUGHTER) Hey.

Be more confident.

Hey, what you got for me?

- Hey, come on. Uh-uh.

- Not today. Not today. - (DOG WHINING)

Come on, sweetie.

Come on.

Got to do one more lap.

- Um... - Come on.

- Excuse me? Hi. - Yeah?

Um, would you mind buying this for my friends and I?

- I have money for it. - (PAPER RUSTLES)

Not interested, kid.

- Come on. - I know it's... I know it's weird, but please?

You want to spend the night in jail?

- Does that sound fun to you? - (VAN DOOR OPENS)

: The fuck?

- Andy, can we just go? - Yeah, let's roll. Yeah.

Sorry.

Oh.

Okay.

Now I see what's going on.

A man sending a girl to do his dirty work.

: Guys, I used to do

the same thing when I was your age.

We're sorry.

Could you hook us up, though?

Mm. I wouldn't be able to live with myself

if you got into an accident.

Oh, well, I'm driving, and I don't drink.

We were just gonna go to the rock pile for a little bit.

I promise. Just...

Mm.

I know where that is.

Shoot.

We used to hang out there all the time when I was a kid.

Hell. Hold this dog.

Yes! (CHUCKLES) - (HALEY LAUGHS, CHAZ WHOOPS)

And don't tell.

- No. - (DOG WHINING)

- Hey, Sam. Hey, Sue Ann.

Hey, y'all know dogs kill more people than sharks, right?

That's great, Darrell. Thank you.

- (WHISPERS): What? - (LAUGHTER)

Whoo! There's my girl.

Okay. They didn't have whatever Fireball is,

so I got After Shock.

- Yeah. - Man said it's the same thing.

This never happened, okay?

- Whoop. - Thanks again for doing this, ma'am.

- For doing what, darling? - (DOG WHINING, PANTING)

Come on, baby.

Come on, sweetie.

Yo, that old chick wants to sit on your face, dude.

- What, you think so? - Like, your entire face.

- (LAUGHTER) - (HALEY GROANS)

- (DOOR CLOSES) - (ENGINE STARTS)

Smash her back. Dude, I don't know.

Oh, come on. Guys. That's not really...