Rosemead

Try this one.

Oh. Your order -- here.

Thank you.

Hi. Fifteen copies.

-Oh. The design needs to be bigger.

Really? You think so?

-You send to me. I can fix for you.

Alright.

Four dollars.

Here you go.

Bye-bye.

Rob: Hey. Yo.

Yo. Hey.

Asshole.

Teacher: Okay, everyone.

Hand in your worksheets on your way out

and I will see you tomorrow.

[ Indistinct, distorted conversations ]

Hey.

Good. Easy.

How do you feel?

- I got it, Mom. Don't worry.

You're too nosy.

- She invited me to go,

but other people are gonna be there.

Pretend to make excuses.

She wasn't asking me out.

-Who can even resisting this face?

Eh. See you later.

-Woman: Hello. Mental Health Services at APA Family Center.

How can I help you?

Please hold.

Hi, Joe. Welcome back.

Dr. Hsu will be ready for you soon.

Hi, Mrs. Chao.

Sorry to interrupt.

Joe and I -- we just finished our therapy session.

Joe is okay.

Everything normal.

-If you have a few minutes -- -Mm, maybe later.

-He needs to feel accepted. -Ah, ah.

Oh. I-I'm accepting him.

Right? Joe is my son.

If you came with him,

it would be an outward show of support.

Mrs. Chao, we need to work together

to treat his schizophrenia.

Dr. Hsu...

just because you have Chinese face

is not mean you understanding us.

- Yeah, boba sounds good.

Stan's driving me.

You're doing better.

Going to catch up in the class soon.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

What are you gonna do tonight?

Watching my soap opera.

-Okay. Bye, Mom. -Bye-bye.

-Woman: San Gabriel Cancer Center.

How can I help you?

Hello.

I'm supposed to come tomorrow, but tonight better.

-Woman: Okay. -What time to close?

-I'm really glad you made it out tonight.

-Stan: Yeah. It's gonna be just like old times.

Except we're fucking seniors.

-Yeah. Boba sounds good. -Nah. Change of plans.

Dawn's parents are out,

and Cesar here procured beer for our enjoyment.

-Detonator! -Stan:

Okay. It's coming.

God, it's every week.

Just go to someone's house,

drink, do stupid shit.

-I mean, would you rather be doing something else?

Yeah.

I mean, I'd do anything to shake things up.

You know, I...

I love, like...

the water.

I love oceans. I love...

uh, pools.

-Hey, a pool party would be dope.

-Do you want to go swimming right now?

Yeah. Where?

Wait. Guys...

Joe was talking about upgrading this

to a pool party.

-Stan: Oh, hell yeah. -Cesar: I'll text the ladies.

Yeah.

Yeah, a pool party sounds--sounds good.

O...kay!

- -This is sick.

Whoo!

[ All laughing, shouting indistinctly ]

Joe, get in here!

Hey, you coming in or what?

Alright. You guys asked for it.

Boy: Oh!

Boy #2: Whoa!

Joe!

Yo, you in here, dude?!

Joe?

Hey!

Hey!

- Yeah. Uh, I walked home.