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Don't freak out, dude. Just relax, all right?
I'm freaking out.
You're looking a little suspicious. Just calm down.
If one of these pigs takes my fucking wife,
I will fucking kill them.
Maria, down. I said, uh, down-ay.
Fucking under the blankets. Put that Tecate box on her head.
All right, he's calling us. He's calling us. Fuck.
Why are there so many dogs here?
They're looking for Al Qaedas. I don't know.
Stop it. I'm going to.
- Let me pull the fuck up first. - Stop.
Jesus Christ.
Hello. How are you, officer?
Probably want the passports. Okay.
Here you go.
Just two passports from two Americans.
Destination?
Uh, Shelby, North Carolina. We're heading home.
Heading to the hometown.
You bust any Soviets out here today?
You busting... Busting the commies?
No.
Nature of your visit?
The, uh... The visit in Mexico?
Yeah.
Uh, mainly soul-searching.
Soul-searching? What is that, drug talk?
No, no, no, no. We... No, we...
Vacation. It was a vacation trip.
Oh, okay. Yeah.
Went to Cabo Wabo, to, uh, "Macha Piccos,"
where all the pyramids are.
Just all the vacation destinations in Mexico.
Gonna need you to pull the car over, sir.
Why do you need me to do that?
Because I'm gonna search it.
Okay.
You know what?
I got a confession to make, okay?
But, Kenny...
I just wanna come clean with this
so we can save everybody some time.
I don't think you need... Shh, shh.
I got this, Stevie.
I've been hiding something, okay?
What are you hiding?
This.
Check it.
You recognize who I am?
Nope.
What does that mean?
Lock into the eyes.
Take in the hair,
facial structural, uh, features.
Kenny Powers.
Excuse me?
Kenny Powers, Kenny Powers.
The... The baseball player?
Kenny Powers, the baseball player?
The fucking baseball player.
Holy shit, Kenny P. in the house.
How's it going? The fuck out of here.
I'd love to get out of here. That's what we're trying to do.
No, no, no. Can I get a picture?
Give me a picture. I gotta get a pic right now.
Can you say that catchphrase that you always say?
That, uh, you're...
You're fucking out. You're fucking out.
It's "you're fucking out."
Ready? Yeah.
You're fucking out.
Yeah, okay. Whoo! All right!
There we are. All right, so we're good.
Here you go, guys. Thank you very much.
It's nice to meet you. Do you have any contact info?
I do not. Thank you for keeping the American border safe.
Hey, before you go. You're fucking out of Mexico.
I'm good, huh?
Let me know when you catch Bin Laden.
I got some champagne on ice. Will do, motherfucker.
You bet.
Whoo!
We're safe now, Maria.
Kenny's celebrity saved us.
Feels good to be breaking the laws in America again.
♪ I'm goin' down ♪
♪ I'm goin' down, down, down ♪
♪ Down, down ♪
♪ I'm goin' down ♪
♪ I'm goin' down, down, down ♪
♪ Down, down ♪
♪ I've got my feet In the window ♪
♪ I got my head on the ground ♪
Looks like that's the last of your shit.
Here you go. Can you just take that?
So it'll balance you out.
Hey, Boo, could you give us a second?
Wait inside, please.
That's yours too. Don't forget that.
There you go.
Very strong legs. Very sure-footed.
My little mule.
Fucking Shelby.
Heh. Fucking Shelby. We made it.
Guess you're gonna go fuck April now, huh? Probably?
Probably? Definitely.
Definitely?
I mean, maybe we'll start off slow
with a welcome-home blowjob or something.
Yeah, we'll see how it goes.
Light some candles, heat up a fucking Lean Cuisine.
Ooh. And go to town.
Get sexy, huh?
Well, man, it was amazing and I thank you.
Thank you. I don't think I could've done
what I did in Mexico without somebody there
to do all the rest of the shit
that needed to be done down in Mexico.
It's my job, man. That's my job.
Give me some skin.
I'll see you around.
Not if I see you first.
Oh, look! A penny!
Adios, Stevie.
Mi familia.
I've returned to you.
Uncle Kenny.
Well, if it isn't my favorite nephew, huh?
How you doing, buddy?
And the other nephew.
Look at you, Biggie Smalls. Goddamn.
Look like you've aged three years since last I saw you.
You got, some sort of reverse Benjamin Button thing going on?
Oh, he's fine, Kenny. Wayne's normal.
Yeah, of course he is.
Get in here, motherfucker.
Bastard.
Look at this one, huh?
Old sweet tits. Oh.
Wow, you've really trimmed up. Oh, thank you.
Not nearly as heavy as you were last time I saw you.
You look great. Yeah.
That kissing on the cheek thing is just a little custom
I picked up abroad. Not trying to flirt.
Now when you say that you were abroad,
does that mean Tampa or...?
Well, Tampa didn't really pan out the way I hoped it would.
So I decided just to split and head down to Mexico.
Down there I fought and fucked my way
to being the greatest gringo that country's ever seen.
I also found our father and earned myself a place
on a baseball team in Myrtle Beach.
True story. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a second. You found Pop?
Mm-hm. Did he ask about me or...?
No, Dustin, he didn't really ask about you at all.
I mean, it was me who went down there and searched for him.
We're not gonna just sit in goddamn Mexico in an adobe
talking about somebody who's not even there.
That'd be stupid. Oh.
Whose birthday is it? It's Rose.
Rose. Who?
- Your niece, Rose. - Oh, Rose. Okay.
Yeah, whatever. Anyway, I gotta get a move on.
Okay.
I got a big old pot of titties waiting for me
at the end of the rainbow. Before I can sip upon them,
I need to go ahead and take a big old shit
in a fucking American toilet.
Cool? Yeah.
Give me some high fives. Some American high fives, huh?
Good to see your goddamn white faces. Give it up.
Yeah. Whoo!
La escuela.
I mean school.
♪ Yeah, I love you so much ♪
♪ I don't need to resist ♪
♪ I don't need to exist ♪
Hop up, sweetheart.
Get out of here.
Excuse me.
Lunch kids! All you little motherfuckers eating food,
put it down. Look up to me.
I need all eyes up here right now.
Get this thing out of here.
Everyone, eyes up here.
Fucking eyes up here.
Do I have all the attentions of everyone? Attention, please.
For those of y'all who do not know who I am,
my name is Kenny Powers.
And as fucked up and weird as it may seem,
I used to be a teacher here.
But now I return to you,
a victor, a champion,
a man who has defeated the face of Mexican baseball.
Not to get back my old job. Fuck that noise.
But to capture the heart of one of your teachers
and take her away from you forever.
So at this time,
I would like the beautiful, the forgiving,
the talented, big-chested art teacher
to please step forward.
Where's she at?
Show me them big ol' titties. Come on.
Uh, I...
I'm the art teacher.
The fuck you are. Where's the real art teacher?
Hey, Kenny. What are you doing?
What does it look like I'm doing, Cutler?
I'm here to get April back.
Well, then you're standing on a table cursing at children
for no reason, because she doesn't work here anymore.
Where the fuck is she?
I'll tell you what.
Why don't you take your feet out of Clyde Tryksler's
mashed potatoes there and step down
off of our state-funded lunch tables
and I will take you to see her myself. Is that fair?
All right.
Okay, people, sorry if I fucked up your lunch here.
My bad. Stay in school.
Fight the power. And don't do drugs.
Unless of course you're doing them with me.
Ha! Never gonna turn down free drugs.
That's not funny. That's not a funny joke.
Just come down, please. Fuck, it's school lunch.
Who cares? Shit's like a buck 25. Get out of the way.
So this, uh... This Myrtle Beach thing,
it's different from the one in Tampa, is it?
I have to say on the surface it sounds remarkably similar.
Dude, don't worry about my deals, all right?
Don't understand why the fuck April's playing
"flip this house." Everyone knows
the bubble burst on that shit years ago.
Well, you know, she gave it a pretty good go after you left.
But I think her heart just wasn't in teaching anymore.
You know, there was a moment in time
when I was in the pits and anus of Mexico.
Where is that?
It's a town called Copales. Okay.
And while I was there I thought for a brief moment
that you two actually had gotten married.
Oh, yeah, no.
And I was thinking what a fucking stupid mistake
that would've been for her. For...?
Oh, for her. Just terrible.
Uh-huh. Being that you kind of already
had been there and then it was destroyed and...
Yeah. ...the real love was found.
And it would've been such a compromise
to go back and be with you. Yeah.
It's kind of insulting, isn't it?
Just a little bit?
It... I was... I'm destiny.
Oh. Cutty.
This is a wonderful outfit. Yep.
That you've put together here. La Flama Blanca.
What is it? La Flama Blanca.
It's Spanish for "the White Flame."
I was pitching pure from the heart
and so that's why I wore a suit
with white and silver flames on it.
Mm-hm.
But now it all climaxes here.
Crazy you're here to witness it.
Who would've guessed?
I don't know.
Watch as I win her back. Okay.
Hey, you know, there's, uh...
There's actually one other thing you should know.
Oh. Ah, let him find out.
Okay, so this is it.
What do you guys think of the house?
I don't know. Ever since my hysterectomy
I swore I'd never get a place with stairs.
I haven't done this as long as Jamie has.
But this is the best floor plan that I have ever seen.
Or we could show you the 1.5 million place with an elevator.
April?
Your champion has returned to reclaim his love.
I stand before you as a man pure of heart.
Oh! Fuck, you're pregnant.
Oh, fuck me. Mm-hm.
What are you doing in here, Kenny?
I came... I came back for you, just like I promised I would.
No, Kenny, you didn't promise anything like that.
Well, I came to mend things. Oh, my God. Holy shit!
We... We could come back. No, you don't have to come back.
Who's the fucking dad? Well, hello, Jamie.
What's up, stalker? Oh. Oh, I'm the stalker.
Yeah. Who is this guy?
Oh, Jamie? Jamie is the smooth-talking
black gentleman who lured April away
from the noble craft of teaching.
He did not lure me. Yes, he did.
No, he did not, Cutler.
With promises of high commissions
and big percentages. Just stop. Please, just stop.
I think I've fucking figured it out here.
and big percentages. You being all coy. Him being all damn touchy-feely.
I knew things had probably gotten dark for you here.
I never imagined shit had gotten this dark.
What's that supposed to mean? Well, you do the math, buddy.
I've been through goddamn thick and thin,
hell and fucking high water. I come back here
to find you've made your bed with another man.
Who the fuck do you think you are? Honestly?
Get out.
Stay away from me
because I never, ever wanna see your face
ever again.
Do you just not wanna see me for today?
Just wanna kind of cool down... No, ever.
Get out.
Well, I wouldn't wanna ruin a sale, huh?
Guess you guys gotta make those commissions,
be able to buy all the goddamn FUBU and the Osh Kosh B'Gosh
and all the shit the baby's gonna be wearing.
Hey, potential home buyers,
hope y'all know that there were a lot of rapes
- that happened in this house. - Get out!
I hope you disclosed that, April.
Get out of here.
There were no rapes here, as far as I know.
♪ Think I'm coming down ♪
♪ You know I think I'm coming down ♪
♪ Yes, I think I'm coming down ♪
♪ You know I think I'm coming down ♪
Goddamn.
I'll admit, Clegg,
I didn't think I was gonna be seeing you again.
But it's nice to know that whenever I hit rock bottom,
you'll always be here,
waiting with a big old line of cocaine.
How was rehab?
Great.
Bunch of hottie heroin junkies running around.
Why don't you get rid of that needle
and go straight for the dick?
Yeah, they got a few of them pretty girls down in Mexico.
Heh. Temptresses.
Little Spanish caramel fucking sirens.
I was trying to save myself, keep myself pure for April.
But I get back here,
turns out she didn't have the same fucking agenda as me.
She's pregnant with a black man's baby.
But you were fucking some other people, right?
Yeah. I basically fucked like
almost a whole entire village full of Mexican women.
I'll be damned. Kenny fucking Powers.
Whoo! Look who's back in town.
Last time I saw you, I think I had a yeast infection.
I'm all cleared up now. Heh. You miss me?
They got girls like me in Tampa?
Yeah, I'm sure they got sluts in Tampa.
But I didn't go there, wet puss.
I went to Mexico on an epic spiritual quest
that ended in failure.
Wait, whoa.
You still got Myrtle Beach coming up.
Doesn't matter, Clegg. The pavilion's closed
and Myrtle Beach just ain't what it used to be.
Why are you dressed as Boss Hogg?
I'm not dressed like Boss Hogg, you dumb bitch.
I'm dressed like pure.
Just, why don't you go fuck off?
Don't you got somebody you gotta give AIDS to?
Fucking retard. So anyway I'm thinking
if you're not doing anything this summer,
we get on the road and we'll go hit some dates.
Some JB and the Boys, Keller, fucking Government Mule.
Hit the southwestern leg, maybe get in some Psycho Toads.
That sound like a good idea?
Is this fucking Seger?
It's definitely Seger.
Ah! Jesus Christ.
I gotta get out of here, Clegg.
I need to get some fucking air, dude.
All right.
Is it the blow? This is pretty cheap shit.
♪ Let 'em say we're crazy I don't care about that ♪
♪ Put your hand in my hand Baby, don't ever look back ♪
Excuse me.
Can't listen to any romantical shit right now.
- We were listening to that. - Not anymore.
Kenny, have you been crying?
What the hell is the matter with you?
I'm not crying. It's just lake water.
What is the matter? Since you asked,
April's what's the matter.
Oh. So you've, uh... You've talked to her then?
I tried to talk to her. But all she cares about talking about
is her new goddamn business partner
and her unborn multicultural baby.
- April's pregnant? - That's big news.
Heck, that's... Yeah, good for her, yeah.
What are you all talking about? That's not good for her.
That's fucking bad for her. It's even worse for me.
Kenny, come on, man.
You think Mom should've waited all those years
for Dad to come back around?
Oh, come on. Give me a fucking break.
Don't act like you're the goddamn expert of father.
Well, okay. Have you thought of maybe just
saying sorry to April and then start from there?
I cannot do that. It's negatory.
It should be her who's fucking apologizing to me.
I just don't understand why she would do this to me.
Maybe because you left her at a fucking gas station.
Look, Kenny,
if you really wanna do right by April,
then leave her alone.
Let her have her own life and get on with yours.
Go to Myrtle. Go and be a baseball player.
That's what you've been chasing your whole life.
Maybe you're right, Dustin.
Guess I should just go be
a cold, calculated killing machine on the mound.
Just striking out idiots joylessly,
just going through the motions
because no one loves me and my heart is dead.
As they say in Mexico,
buenas noches.
Maria. Maria?
How long are your cousins planning on staying here?
Don't mind me. It's just my fucking house.
I'll get the fucking door.
What's up? Oh, thank God.
Listen, Maria's cousins came over about an hour
after we got here and I don't think they're leaving.
Well, then just get ahold of yourself, all right?
Because I came here to bid you farewell, Stevie.
I'm starting a new life today,
one where I'm gonna be alone.
No, no, no. I'm fucking coming with you.
Let's bolt. I'm not even gonna say goodbye.
Stevie, you can't, dude. You need to stay here with Maria.
Listen, I think made a mistake.
No, you didn't make a mistake, man. This is a pang's and curiosity love.
Always second guessing yourself but knowing at the core
it's the right thing to do. You can't run from that.
But, Kenny, I literally cannot even talk to her
because she speaks another language.
It does not matter.
Love is the international language.
She has all her cousins in there.
I feel like I'm being strangled by, like,
a bunch of Mexicans on a necklace just trying to...
That's love, dude. That's love?
Let it take hold and rip out every last breath you have.
Just trust me.
It's better to be strangled by a necklace of Mexicans
than to be strangled by no one at all.
Oh, hola, Kenny.
Hola, Maria.
That's a nice T-shirt.
Because it's true.
"Love is the best gift ever."
Listen.
I have one final favor I need to ask of both of you.
What is it?
It's your book.
You finally finished it?
You know what to do with this.
Do you know what to do with that?
I think I know what to do with this.
Just so that you don't ruin it, what are you gonna do with it?
I'm going to listen to it?
No, you're already wrong. You're gonna...
Give it to April. To April.
This is truth.
You live by that.
You die by that.
Then you'll have a happy marriage.
Adios, you two crazy lovers.
Okay, thank you guys for coming.
Y'all have my card if you need anything.
And that list price is just the start.
Our sellers are very motivated. Very.
Hi. Heh.
Are you here for the open house?
Tits grande?
Yes.
For you.
Chapter One continued.
More of what I w just saying.
Never in a million years
did I imagine myself being in Mexico.
After all, who would?
Most Mexicans spend the bulk of their day
just trying to get out.
So you can hardly blame foreigners like myself
for not thinking about getting in.
Oddly enough, the people her aren't that different
from ones back home when you get pt
the lack of interest in real sports
and the need to have yellow rice at every fucking meal.
Can't help but notice how much they stick together too.
I mean, when you see Mexicans in the States you think,
oh, there's a group of Mexicans doing Mexican things together.
But here you see that it's not just because
they talk the same language and are all Catholic.
Family means a lot to these people.
Relationships, husbands, wives, parents, all that shit.
Reminds me of why I'm here in the first place.
The quest is nothing if you got no one to brag about it to.
You'll never reach the end
if you're only doing it for yourself.
Me, I'm doing it for a girl I had to leave behind
just to get this far.
Now I gotta go a little further to get back to her.
All I can do is hope that one day she'll understand
and when that day comes it's not too late.
Chapter Nothing, the fucking epilogue.
You're really leaving already?
Yes, I am, Wayne.
There's absolutely nothing for me here in Shelby.
So I'm out.
Well, I can't believe it,
but I think he's actually leaving.
Really?
Yeah. Damn.
How far away is Myrtle Beach?
About four hours.
Ooh, can you get us fireworks?
Not if you don't clean up this goddamn Jet Ski
so I can get the fuck out of here. Come on, get back to it.
I can't go to goddamn Myrtle Beach
with the most disgusting Jet Ski man has ever seen.
Hey.
I listened to your tapes.
Oh, you read my book?
I appreciate how honest you were in it.
Yeah, well, you know, I took some artistic license
with some things. Like the Vida parts.
I only fucked her a handful of times.
It's okay.
But all the parts about doing everything for you,
that stuff was true.
Kenny, I have something to tell you.
Yeah, I have something to tell you too.
I'm sorry, April.
I learned a lot down in Mexico.
I learned that sometimes to be the man,
you gotta beat the man.
I learned the grass is not always greener.
I learned that adversity's sweet milk is philosophy, April.
The baby's yours.
I don't need anything from you.
I don't expect anything from you.
I just wanted you to kw.
It's taken me some time to accept the situation
and be happy.
But I am.
I'm excited to be a mama, Kenny.
Are you gonna say something or...
You're not making sense.
you know, just process everything.
Of course. You know.
I was actually planning on splitting out of town
to go to Myrtle Beach. Got a job just pitching down there.
Okay, of course.
Yeah, of course you need time to process this.
And, um, that's okay.
That's okay. Okay.
April?
You know, I don't have to leave right now.
You know, there's this, uh...
A really cool Mexican place down the road.
Has really awesome food, but the décor is kind of shitty.
It's kind of like Mexico itself. Heh.
Kenny, I'm gonna need you to know
that I'm not interested in being in love with you anymore.
I get that.
But I've...
I've just come a long way.
And I'd just like a chance to catch up with you.
Okay.
Okay?
All right, cool. Well, how about I drive?
I'll follow you. You'll...?
I see why you would be wary of riding with me.
Right. That's understandable.
Okay. So we'll just meet there?
I'll meet you there. Meet there.
Okay. Okay.
It's not the black guy's kid. It's mine.
Guys, come on, scram. Jet Ski's clean.
Get the fuck out of there.
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♪ Way over there Where the wind come from ♪
♪ I swear I thought I was the only one ♪
♪ Each time I stopped To get air ♪
♪ Well, I'm still Over there ♪
♪ The silhouette kid Swinging on a swing ♪
♪ Scrapes his knee And blooded brains ♪
♪ He shows his friends He's alive as he brags ♪
♪ And he jives ♪
♪ Hey, he's all right He's all right ♪
♪ He's all right He's all right ♪
♪ Yeah, he's all right He's all right ♪
♪ He's all right He's all right ♪
♪ Yeah, he's all right He's all right ♪
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♪ Yeah, he's all right He's all right ♪
♪ He's all right He's all right ♪