My God...
it's full-on double rainbow all the way across the sky!
Whoa!
My God! My God!
My God!
Whoo!
What does this mean?
It's so bright.
My God, it's so bright and vivid.
It's starting to look like a triple rainbow.
Going streaking across the quad!
Coochie, coochie, coochie!
Yeah. No, I know. -
No, I'm not. I'm not. No, I'm paying attention.
Mom, I'm listening. Just talk.
- Tyrone. - Are you going trick-or-treating?
- No, because... - Pow!
I'm in the car. I'm literally in the car.
David, hey. David Clark.
Rick Nathanson.
- I'm sorry. - Little Ricky. We went to college together.
Shit. Hey, dude.
We all took ecstasy at Dave Matthews one time and I tried to kiss you.
That's right. I remember that. Yeah.
Yeah. "Crash."
Yup.
Wow. I didn't recognize you. You look very different.
I've gained a little bit of daddy weight.
You know the drill.
Actually, I don't, no.
No way. No way! Still a free agent.
You son of a bitch! You lucky son of a bitch.
You lucky, lucky son of a bitch. Wow, that's amazing. Wow.
Here. For old times' sake?
For daddy stress.
You're still dealing weed?
Best in Denver.
That's fucking awesome. My God.
That is so cool.
- You're still at it. - Yeah.
I envy you, man. I do.
Look at you. No wife, no kids.
No responsibilities.
Pfft, nothing. You got nothing.
You could disappear tomorrow and who'd even know?
- What I wouldn't give. - Yeah.
Hey, I didn't mean that in like, I mean...
No. It's all right. It doesn't bother me. It's all right.
- Great seeing you. - Great seeing you.
Okay, bud, I believe in you.
- Hey, David? - Yeah?
- Facebook me. We'll get weird. - I don't think so.
- Ha, ha! Get out of here. - Good luck with the family.
Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck. Hey, great news.
We're gonna get high and fuck tonight.
I'm sorry, honey. Put Mommy on the phone, okay?
I'm-a take my skirt, boot, rings All off
Skirt, boots, rings All off
Ooh, baby, you so bad, boy Drive me mad, boy
You don't care what they Say about me
Girl is a problem Girl is a problem, problem
Wow.
- You dance super good. - Thanks.
I'm Kymberly. With a Y.
I'm Rose. With an R.
Is that your stage name?
- My what? - Your stage name.
To protect yourself from the creeps out there. You should pick one.
You know, something simple but sexy and cute and short, maybe.
- Do you have a nickname? - Totally!
Great. Use that, because...
I even got a tattoo of it. Do you wanna see?
Well, n...
Check it out.
"Boner Garage." Whoa.
You got a little arrow there even.
Is that not like the hottest?
Boner Garage, you're up.
Look at that. So excited and full of life. That'll fade.
Hey, Rose. I know you're "technically" on break, but I need a lap dance. Table five.
Just don't get too close. The guy has two hook hands.
How did we let that guy back in here?
Must have picked the locks. Ha, ha!
How was work this evening?
What do you care?
I'm just asking.
Just don't.
Fine. Well, is your dummy boyfriend around?
No. Jimmy's with his parents. Why?
Well, because Jimmy still owes me 400 bucks, so...
Maybe you shouldn't loan drugs to people.
All right. Good tip.
I was thinking is that maybe you could help him out, settle his debt.
- Not a fucking chance. - You'd be doing me a solid, neighbor.
Really? Neighbor? You're not a neighbor.
You're a drug dealer whose apartment smells like cheese and feet.
Yeah, it's a candle I got from Anthropologie.
Cheesy Feet. That's what they call it. It's a bestseller.
Rose, got a piece of your mail here.
I'd lend you some money, but we're not neighbors.
You're such a dick!
Have fun dying alone, jerk.
Have fun digging out the singles from your crotch.
My crotch only takes 20s, David.
Hey, David.
- Hi, Kenny. - I heard you and Mrs. O'Reilly fighting.
It's called flirting, Kenny. You'll learn about it in college.
What are you doing up? It's almost 2. Where's your mom?
- She went for a drink. With a friend. - When?
Last week.
So I got the whole place to myself.
Yeah. Rolling Han Solo for the weekend.
Um, speaking of rolling, I was wondering if...
- I don't sell to kids, Kenny. - I'm 18. I'm gonna get my own place soon.
Not a kid, David.
Yeah, you are. Take care.
Give me my fucking phone.
- You guys are such assholes. - Hey, baby.
Leave her alone.
- I'm sorry, baby. - Unhand her.
Hey, leave her alone.
Goddamn it, Kenny.
- Fucking tough guy - You don't have to...
Hey! Hey, hey, hey.
Easy, easy. What's going on here?
- Mind your fucking business, old man. - My God. You're a dude. Ha, ha!
That scared me. Your voice was so much deeper than your bone structure.
These assholes are trying to steal my iPhone.
You have an iPhone? Aren't you homeless?
So? Fuck you, dude.
Okay, this was fun. Carry on.
- Come on, let's go. - What? No.
These guys are picking on her and it's not fair.
What you gonna do, white boy? You some type of hero?
Not a hero. He's a dumb kid.
I got an idea. Leave the girl alone. Just move along. What do you say?
- "Move along"? - Yeah.
- What are you, some kind of cop? - He's not a cop. He's actually really cool.
- Thanks. - He's a drug dealer.
- Really? - Goddamn it, Kenny.
Give me your backpack.
I don't wanna fight.
Well, there's not gonna be a fight. See, you either give me the backpack...
or I'm gonna stab you in the neck and take it.
It's a real Sophie's choice here? All right.
Okay, backpack it is.
if you wa...
Run, Kenny!
You're dead meat!
Hey, sorry, I dropped my phone. Are we still going out tonight or what?
Fucking shit! Shit!
Shit.
Sorry. This is fucking dumb.
Whoa-ho-ho, motherfucker.
- We got you now. - Unh!
- Do whatever's in the safe too. - Look at that.
It's not even my money. if you take that my boss will kill me.
You okay, David? I can help. I'll call the cops.
No, I'm okay.
Hey!
Whoa, what the...! Unh!
When Mr. Brad calls, you answer! Get in there!
Please don't tell me where we're going. I love surprises.
- All right. Okay. - Can I help you?
Hi. You ordered two black guys.
Okay. This guy.
No. David Clark here to see Mr. Gurdlinger, please?
I'll tell him you're here. Can I get you something?
Coffee. Tea. Fresca.
You know what, a Fresca sounds really good.
- You got it. - Appreciate it.
Hold on one second. You guys want anything? It's on me.
Replenishes electrolytes.
Don't want you cramping up when you jerk each other off.
Nice meeting you.
Easy.
Easy. Oof!
Okay. I'm gonna hang out here if that's all right.
Thank you for that. That's very helpful.
David Clark.
You're a hard man to find. Take it easy on the plastic.
Whoa, Brad, what the fuck is this?
Look, man, I was gonna call you back. Do not kill me.
- I got robbed, okay. I swear. - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are you...? What...?
The plastic?
Yeah, the plastic.
I've seen Dexter.
Buddy, I'm putting in a new skylight, you idiot. Ha, ha.
You should have seen your face just now. You shit a brick.
Well, what am I supposed to think, man?
You've got these thugs throwing a bag over my head. Come on.
I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to freak you out.
- It's fine. - You do know I've killed people though?
Yeah, Brad, I know.
Ha-ha. All right, have a seat.
Whoa, what the fuck is that?
What? My orca? Yeah, I bought an orca.
I make a lot of money.
So you bought a whale?
Well, I don't like sports cars.
- Yeah, yeah. - So where's my money, David?
Come on, man. We go back.
We do go back. But it's not college anymore.
We're not selling lids out of my dorm room.
And you owe me $43,000.
I told you, I got robbed, Brad. They took everything I had, man.
This week's drop, 22 grand of my money that I'd saved. I'm fucked.
Listen, this is a fucked-up situation. But I might have a win-win for both of us.
- Great. - I have a smidge of very choice...
mari-ju-ana down in Mexico...
and I need it here by Sunday night.
My regular courier is out because he got gunned down.
That's where you come in.
You could be my mule. I need someone I can trust.
Go to Mexico, bring it back by Sunday night, not only will I forgive your debt...
I will pay you a standard courier fee of $100,000.
You're gonna give me 100 grand to move a smidge across the border?
Smidge and a half. It's nothing.
Dude, I got rolled by the fucking cast of Annie.
I come walking in here and you ask me to be an international drug dealer.
This is easy money, David. All you gotta do is pop down to Mexico...
go to this address, tell them you're there to pick up for Pablo Chacon.
- Who the fuck is Pablo Chacon? - I am.
You don't get respect from Mexicans when your name is Brad Gurdlinger, right?
I mean, that's white in any language. See? Big Bad Brad thought of everything.
I don't know. I don't think so, man. This is way out of my league.
It's a federal crime.
if I try to cross the border with more than a pound, you're talking like, um...
Twenty-five years in Mexican prison. if you get a happy judge.
Yeah. Jeez. Not good.
- Although, you're forgetting one thing. - What?
You don't have a fucking choice.
So now you're gonna become an even bigger drug dealer?
Drug smuggler, Kenny. There's a difference.
You're probably gonna get searched at the border.
No offense, you look like a total drug dealer.
- No shit. Thanks, dude. - You could wear a disguise.
- What? - A disguise.
That's what I thought. A disguise.
I dress up. What's the hot Halloween outfit these days?
Bane from Batman? Someone like that? Wear something over my face?
There's no drugs in here. You've got nothing to worry about.
Great idea.
Hey, pardon me. Hi.
Hate to bug you, but I'm trying to get the fam to the zoo and I'm lost as all heck.
Fuck off, real-life Flanders.
It's my fault. When it comes to reading maps, I sure can be an old flibbertigibbet.
Hey. No parking here, sir.
Perfect. Fucking tourists.
Jeez. I'm awful sorry, officer.
I don't know which way is up around here.
No problem. Our city can get confusing sometimes.
Trying to find our way to the zoo.
It's two blocks up that way, take a left, two blocks...
Holy fucking shit.
Thank you, dickheads.
Hey little lady, don't you say maybe
Rose, the guy at the bar asked for you by name.
Treat him nice.
Baby, I'ma show you how to
Yeah!
Hi. I'm Rose.
- Hi. Hi. - What...? Please. No.
- No, Rose. Hey, Rose, Rose. - No, no, no, no.
- Please. Listen to me. - Duh, duh, duh, duh.
Ch-ch-ch-chuh.
You asshole.
Don't worry. You don't have to get naked and all that stuff.
Unless you want to, you know. Oof!
- Fuck. - What do you want?
How would you like to spend 4th of July weekend making 10 grand?
- What? - Rose, listen.
All I'm asking is that you go to Mexico with me.
All right? And then we drive home together in an RV.
- And that RV has some pot in it. - Drug dealing?
No, it's not drug dealing. It's not. No, it's smuggling.
- Are you out of your mind? - Rose, listen to me.
Now, me crossing the border by myself, huge red flag. Huge, all right?
But families, they don't get a second look.
So, Rose, I need you to be my wife.
That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
Look, Rose, 10,000 bucks, and your flight's already paid for.
You can't buy me.
I'm not buying you, all right? I'm renting you.
Like Pretty Woman.
Pretty Woman? She was a prostitute.
And I don't trust you.
- What did she say? - What the fuck do you think? She said no.
Cool. So I guess it's just us, then. A little father and son bonding trip to Mexico.
Are you kidding? You and me alone in a van? It'll look like the pervert Olympics.
No way. Absolutely not. No, we need a girl.
And unless you can think of someone that can leave town tomorrow, I'm fucked.
I know a girl.
I don't get it. What's in it for me?
I'm thinking a roof over your head, some actual hot food. That'd be good enough.
I'm thinking 1000.
Fine, 1000 bucks, but that's it.
Great. And if we get caught I'll say you drugged and kidnapped me. Cool?
Yeah, it's cool. Yeah, that's fine. But that's it.
Kenny, meet your new sister.
This is great. I've always wanted a sister.
- Get it off me. Get it off! Get off! - Hey, come on. Let go.
- Come on. We gotta clean you up. - What's wrong with you?
- Don't say that. - I didn't mean to make her uncomfortable.
Wild child
Boner Garage!
Going all out Going for broke
Great. Rose, I'm glad I caught you.
I wanted to go over a couple of minor policy changes...
- ... that we have here at the club. - Like what?
Like, I want you to start having sex with the customers for money.
What? That's totally illegal, Todd.
Come on, what are you gonna do?
I gotta stay competitive with those fuckers who opened up across the street.
You mean the Apple Store?
Yeah, and they're killing us.
God.
That's it. I can't do it. I quit.
Did you hear the good news?
Now we get to fuck the customers for money.
- Wha...? - Boner Garage loves it.
I'm out of here. I am out of here. I quit.
Fuck.
So, Casey, I guess it's nice for you to get your hair cut.
Being homeless and all...
I'm not homeless, fucktard. I have a home. But I left because my parent...
Shut up, okay? Please. I don't need to hear your hard-luck backstory right now.
I rented Precious on Netflix eight months ago and I still haven't watched the thing.
Here. You know what?
Just give me a little peace and quiet and buy yourself some new clothes.
You know, the kind of stuff that loved children wear. Not this garbage.
All right? Thank you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop.
You're fine. You already like a total dipshit.
Here. You're gonna need it. You look like Eminem from 8 Mile.
Go with her. Make sure she doesn't steal it.
And stay the fuck out of Hot Topic.
David Clark?
Okay, what are we doing today?
Yeah, I say, give me something that says:
"I get up every morning at 5:30 and commute for an hour to a bullshit job...
where my boss expects me to kiss his balls all day...
so I can afford to keep my ungrateful kids decked out in Dora the Explorer shit...
and my wife up to her fat ass in self-help videos...
until the day I get the courage to put a shotgun in my mouth."
Right here.
Yeah. That's it. That's the one.
All right.
Get a full body check.
Hi, you folks have everything you need?
You betcha!
Yeah, we're heading out on a family vacay here, you know? Off to see grandma?
Well, you have a lovely family.
Thank you very much. Yeah, this is my son, Kenny Miller, right here.
- And my lovely daughter... - Casey?
Casey. Casey Miller, that's right. And I'm David Miller.
We're the Millers.
Yeah, now, you know, I got my hands full here. Couple of kooky teenagers.
Yeah, I'm going through all those typical teenage girl issues like:
Finals and college applications...
and am I gonna get asked to prom.
Plus, I haven't gotten my period in two months...
which is really weird because I've mostly just been doing anal.
Ha-ha-ha! That's enough.
Well, thank you for your help, "Natalie."
Take your seats, please.
You fucking kidding me?
I'm good. I got it. Right over here. Thanks.
Thank you. Sorry.
- Honey! Hi! You made it! Eat a dick.
Sorry, sorry. Okay.
- Wow, you look really, like... - Don't. Just don't, all right?
Hi, Mom.
- Jesus.
And who's that?
Well, that's your daughter. Casey.
Hey.
I want 30,000 now.
- No fucking way. - Okay. Have a safe flight.
What? No. Okay. Fine! Fine. Bloodsucker.
All right, happy wife, happy life. Hi, kids!
- Make room for your mother. - Okay.
- Hey! - Whoa! No, I didn't...!
What the fuck? Don't you ever think that you can ever...
Family meeting. Let's go. Get in the back. Go.
- I didn't mean to. - I don't care.
- He just hit me in the fucking face. - Will you march? No one wants to hear...
What the fuck? Are you kidding me?
Come on, relax, Dorothy. Jesus.
We're not at the border. Who cares what they think?
It's about not drawing attention to ourselves, you little hobo.
Hey! Don't talk to her like that.
Rose, relax, okay? The only thing you need to worry about...
is making them think you could be someone's mother. Okay?
Are you kidding me? I can do this shit in my sleep.
Excuse me.
Lord, we thank thee for the blessing of this family vacation.
May David find his bliss and bring us home back safely.
May Kenny and Casey fortify their sibling bond...
over the warm glow of our devoted hearts.
And may this entire airplane find safe passage...
and a bountiful life.
Even the Jews.
- Amen. - That was a good one.
That was beautiful.
I wish my family was more like that.
Stop. Don't.
No, no, no. Come on. Come in here. Hug it out. Don't you cry.
Aw, honey.
Fuck you.
All better now? Okay.
And don't forget you can use Chex Mix as a surprise casserole topping.
Adds that real special crunch.
- Wow, what a great tip. - Sure!
Bye-bye.
Holy shit, where did that come from?
It's five summers with my Aunt Barb in Oklahoma.
That was amazing.
Calm down. It wasn't that great.
Goddamn it. Brad said the RV was supposed to be out here waiting for us.
Anybody sees a camper, just let me know.
Whoa.
What the fuck is this?
This thing is ridiculous.
- Can you drive this? - I don't know.
How fast does it go?
Why the hell are you reading that thing?
Because I like it. It's fun.
It's informative.
"It's fun." That's your idea of fun?
I have a VCR manual from the '90s you should check out.
- I think you'd probably enjoy that. - Fireworks!
My God, guys, look!
Fireworks! Hey! Fireworks! Pull over! There's fireworks!
We're not pulling over for fireworks.
- Stern. - What? It's Fourth of July weekend.
Don't be such a grumpy asshole. Pull over!
No. Absolutely not.
Come on, I vote fireworks too.
See? Even this loser wants fireworks. Fireworks!
- Fireworks! Fireworks! - The kids wanna see fireworks.
Fireworks! Fireworks! Fireworks!
Okay, enough!
Enough! Let's get something straight right now!
You are not my kids! Okay?
You are not my wife! And we are not a family!
All right? This is a job!
We are not the Brady Bunch!
I'm Marky Mark and y'all are the Funky Bunch!
- The what? - I'm the boss. You hear me?
So cut the shit! Otherwise, I will turn this RV around immediately!
And we will drive straight home. No drugs for anyone!
This vacation sucks.
You...
It is not a vacation!
There we go. You fucking happy? Come on.
Here we go. Everybody just be cool. All right?
Hey there!
You got the Miller family here, reporting for leisure, sir.
We're just heading down to México way to do a...
Okay. Great. Fantastic. All right, thank you. Take care, now. All right.
Whoo! Did you see that? I told you this RV would work! We totally blend.
Congratulations. You just snuck into Mexico.
What is this?
- A meth lab? - It's Mexico, Casey.
That's a donkey, donkey, donkey.
- This RV blends right in, David. - Will you calm down?
This thing is ginormous. I mean, it's ridiculous.
You have arrived at your destination.
The route guidance is now finished.
Are you sure these guys are expecting you?
Rose, we're good. All right?
Now will you calm down? These are Brad's guys. Nothing to worry about.
Open Sesame. Here we go.
Hey!
Hey, I think that guy was in La Bamba.
Is that a little football over there? That's fun. Soccer.
Kids are a good sign, I guess.
- Hey there. - What is this place?
Will you look at this? It's a cute little drug-dealing community.
They probably sell churros.
Will you relax?
It's fine. We're totally fine.
I'll run in, pick up a duffel bag, a suitcase or something and we'll be on our way.
Hi. Now come on. See, it's the welcome wagon.
Let me go talk to this guy.
Hola. Ho/a, big man, me llamo David.
Yeah, I'm here to pick up for Brad Gurdlinger.
He's got a gun.
- God. - Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey!
- God. - Palo Hacon! Palo Hacon!
Pablo Chacon?
Pablo Chacon. I'm here to pick up for Pablo Chacon.
You are the White Gringo with the haircut of a donkey.
Yeah. Sí.
Yeah. Yeah, mucho white-o. Very, very gringo. Yeah.
- Who are they? - Um, that's my "family."
You know, mi familia.
You know, helping me out here with the deal. Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah. I know, I can't believe it either.
Do you see his eye? Jesus Christ.
Come! Drugs now.
- Okay, great. - What?
That's great. Let's do it. Okay.
All right, big fella, where's the smidge of weed everyone's talking about?
- This is a little more than a smidge. - Dear.
Calm down. Okay? We're gonna be fine.
Yeah, sure, right.
All we're doing is smuggling two metric tons of marijuana...
across an international border in a rented motor home!
I don't see what could possibly go wrong!
Okay, I'm gonna make a phone call real quick.
Kenny, watch the pot.
- Go for B-Rad. - Hey, Brad, what the fuck?
Something wrong?
Yeah! Something's wrong. Something's very, very wrong. Okay?
You said "a smidge of pot."
This is not a smidge.
- Smidge and a half? No? - No.
You got me moving enough weed to kill Willie-fucking-Nelson, man!
Okay? They're using a goddamn bucket brigade to put it on the RV as we speak!
You walked in, told them you were picking up for Pablo Chacon and they were like:
- "No problem!" - Wait a minute.
Why do you sound surprised? You told them we were coming, right?
Relax!
Everything's gonna be fine, man. I greased the guard in lane one at the border.
He'll let you breeze through, I'll see you in the morning!
I'll even buy you brunch.
Fuck you, Brad.
That's the David I love!
Fuck you too! Come on, let's do this!
Ha, ha! I'll see you soon, my little drug mule!
Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw...
Shit!
No. Thank you. I'm good.
You reject my mother's gift?
I mean, I don't know whether I'd put it in those terms.
- Shut up and take the fruit. - Right. Got it.
Thank you, ma'am.
- You wanna get us killed? - What?
Namaste.
Whoa.
I think Snoop Dogg would fuck this fridge.
At least it keeps it fresh.
Well, as long as no one sets foot inside the RV...
looks through a window, or weighs us...
- ... we should be pretty good. - We'll be fine.
We're totally fucked.
Aw, shit. What the hell is this?
- What's it look like? It's a cop, genius. - Be cool.
- Remember we're the Millers. Okay. - Okay. Yeah. Okay. Cool.
- Buenos días, officer. - Hola.
I'm sorry if we were violating some of your traffic laws.
You see, the family and I got into a heated game of road bingo and...
- Cut the shit. - I'm sorry?
I saw you leaving Pablo Chacon's compound.
And we both know if I search your mobile home, what I'd find.
Much prison time for such things.
Yeah. Yeah.
But I don't feel like arresting anybody...
so I'll just simply take my bribe and I'll be on my way.
Well, all right. Ha, ha.
This is what I'm talking about. Great! How much we talking? 100? 200?
- One thousand. - A thousand?
What, are you buying a house down here?
It's a lot. Um, we don't have that sort of cash on us right now.
You see, that's gonna be a problem.
Yeah, yeah.
Maybe you can offer me something else. Say...
something a little more personal?
I gotcha. Rose, suck his dick.
Fuck you, I'm not sucking anything.
Come on. Will you be a team player?
- Are you fucking kidding me? - Will you stop being selfish?
Please, please, señora. No need to be alarmed.
See, I'm, how you say, a man who prefers the company of other men.
- David, suck his dick. - Rose.
Five seconds tops. Just cradle the balls.
Come on, David. Be a team player. You're gonna have fun.
Um...
Okay. Kenny! Front and center, buddy.
Okay, so what's the plan?
Go up there and pretend to and then you're gonna jump him?
The plan is, um...
Here. Come here, come here.
Okay, um, let's see. You, you're this bottle cap.
Right? And I am this cigarette butt.
Okay, that's us. All right? Okay? He's over there, right by this, that bush.
We'll make him the pebble.
You will go and meet him behind the bush right over there.
You suck his dick, and we get outta here.
- Okay? Bring it in, on three. - What? No!
What do you mean no? What's wrong?
- Well, I'm not gay. - Are you sure?
I mean, you never really know until you know.
- No. I'm not gay. - Okay. All right. Calm down.
Look, this gay panic situation you're having now, it's coming off a little homophobic.
What, because I don't want a penis in my mouth?
Exactly. It's exactly what homophobic means.
Look, you go over there, you just, you know, you pretend it's a girl's dick.
Any girl's dick you want.
- I'm not sure I agree with that logic. - Look, listen to me.
- What is he saying to him? - I have no idea.
All right? Just listen to me. All right?
Come on, man.
This is your chance to be the hero.
- I don't know, David. - Don't do it for me.
Don't even do it for you. Do it for the girls. For Rose and Casey.
Because, believe me, they won't last two days in a Mexican prison.
- Okay. - Attaboy!
- I'll do it for the girls. - I'm proud of you.
Hey. What's going on?
Somebody sucking my dick, or am I getting 1000 pesos?
No, he's gonna w...
- "Pesos"? Why didn't you say so? A thousand.
Well, that's like, what, 80 bucks American?
Here. Here you go. A hundred. Keep the change.
Can't believe you were gonna suck that guy's dick. Come on, let's go.
All vehicles, please proceed slowly in assigned lanes...
and prepare for vehicle inspection.
Okay, here we go. This is it.
Kenny, grab the hats. Hurry.
You said the guard was just gonna wave us through.
He will. But let's look the part so the others don't get suspicious.
What the fuck does this guy want?
I don't know. But he's honking.
- Hi! - Just ignore them.
Okay, he's really honking and it's making a huge scene. I think he just wants to say hi.
My God. I don't wanna say hi.
They're just waving. If we just wave, he'll stop.
Fine. I'll say hi. Fine.
- Hi! - Hi!
Howdy-doody! Quite a rig you got there, amigo.
That is quite a rig you guys have there too.
Well, thank you very kindly. We do love her.
We don't take her out as often as we used to when our girl was small.
It can be such a bear to carve out quality family time but you gotta do it, don't you?
Yeah, David and Rose Miller here.
This is my daughter, Casey, right here. And my son, Kenny.
- How handsome. - Pleased to make your acquaintance.
Don Fitzgerald, my smoldering wife, Edith...
and our daughter. Say hi, Melissa.
Lane one, please pull forward.
Sir. Sir, please pull forward.
I got a joint here.
- Shut down lane one. - It's medicinal.
- What'd he say? - He has a joint.
That's it?
- Hide it. - Okay.
Get rid of it! My God!
Holy shit.
- That was so close. - You have a baby!
I love babies!
Look at that gorgeous little bundle of joy!
What's that beautiful little baby's name?
- This is our little... - LeBron.
- Name's LeBron. - Yup.
A little French fella.
It's our little LeBron.
I was against the name at first, but the missus has a real soft spot...
for prima donnas who'll never be as good as Jordan.
I can't see the face.
- I'm dying to see his face. - Sir, pull forward to lane two.
- Fuck! Okay, put on the hats. - You gotta pull over.
- Here we go. - Great.
- My God, I feel like a fucking idiot. - That's the idea.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Everybody smile and follow my lead, all right?
I'm gonna take us to the promised land. Here we go. Here we go.
Steady.
- Steady. - Shit.
Shh. Shh, shh. I got this one.
Okay. Everybody just smile. Everybody be cool. Here we go. Follow my lead. Ahem.
You bringing anything into the United States, sir?
Yuh...
Sir, are you bringing any contraband back into the United States?
Um...
- Sir? - David!
Folks, I need you to pull over and exit the vehicle, please.
- But... - Sir, is that actually necessary?
I mean, these kids are pooped and we've just...
I need everybody out of this recreational vehicle immediately.
- I'll just put the baby down. - We'll put the baby away.
Bring the child, pull over to the secondary inspection area and exit the vehicle now!
- Okay. - Good.
It's okay. It's all right.
It's okay, baby. It's just a puppy.
Stand down.
All right. It's okay.
Before I search the vehicle, is there anything you wanna tell me about?
Because after I open that door...
I can't help you.
Last chance. I'm gonna search this vehicle top to bottom.
All right.
We got runners!
Sorry to inconvenience you, folks. This happens a lot.
You have a nice day.
Go. Go, go!
Well, that was fucking easy!
- My God. - God!
Whoo! We did it!
Nicely done, Millers! Give it up! Very good job. Here you go.
Rose! Yeah! David! There you go!
We are all officially international drug smugglers. Add it to the résumé.
Ha, ha. How about a little victory music?
No, no, no.
- Don't change it. I love this song. - Me too.
What? I didn't even like this song when it was popular.
Come on, loosen up, David.
Please stick to the rivers
And the lakes that you're used to
Don't do this.
What? This isn't even a good victory song.
No, stop. We are not doing this.
This is embarrassing. Stop.
Come on.
I seen a rainbow yesterday But too many storms have come and gone
Leavin' a trace of not one God-given ray Is it because my life is 10 shades of gray
What the fuck?
I pray all 10 fade away Seldom praise him for the sunny days
You claim the insane And name this place in time
For fallin' prey to crime, I swear The system got you victim to your own mind
Dreams are hopeless aspirations In hopes of comin' true
Believe in yourself The rest is up to me and
Don't go chasin' waterfalls
- Whoo! - Whoo, yeah, Kenny!
Where did you learn to do that?
Yeah, whatever.
Señor Chacon.
We were not expecting you.
I decided to bring the gringo myself to make sure everything goes as planned.
But the gringo has already left with the shipment, señor.
What gringo?
The gringo with the haircut of a donkey.
You mean this gringo with the haircut of a donkey.
I have failed you, señor.
if you saw this gringo again would you recognize him?
He was driving an RV with his family.
Get in the car.
How fast are you going?
Calm down, I'm going the speed limit. We won't get pulled over.
No, no. I mean, loaded down like this in a 15-ton vehicle...
going up a 10 percent grade.
Just use your head, David. I don't think you think things through.
- What? - Weight distribution loading and towing.
- See? - Yeah, I do.
I thought this plan through.
- Seems to be working out. - Great.
Shit!
Seriously. God...!
Was this part of your plan, David?
Damn it.
- Wait, what are we gonna do now? - I don't kno...
I can't even get a signal.
No shit. We're in the fucking middle of nowhere, dude.
Gee, thank you, Casey.
Thank you for your amazing problem solving skills. So helpful.
Whoa. Hey, what are you doing?
I'm not gonna stand on the side of the road next to an RV filled with pot.
I'm gonna try to find help.
- Yeah, fuck this. I'm going with her. Bye. - What?
- Wait up! - Ridiculous!
Okay. Actually, that's fine. Good idea. Okay, hurry back though, please.
"I have a plan." Really? Good plan. You don't have any plans.
Women, am I right?
Shut the fuck up, Kenny.
And he's so smug. He drives me crazy.
Well, yeah, he's an idiot.
No, he's not an idiot. He's actually kind of smart.
Why are you defending him?
I'm not defending him. I'm just saying that he...
Have you seen where we are? This whole plan is so stupid.
Really?
What golden advice did you follow that ended with you on the streets?
I don't live on the streets, okay? I crash with friends.
Okay. I see.
So you were kind of between couches when David and Kenny found you.
Are you gonna lecture me? Seriously, I'll puke.
You know what, I'm not lecturing you.
Okay, good. Because I don't need advice from a stripper.
All right, you know what you little shit? I swear...
What the hell is this?
Well, look at this cute little couple of hitchhikers.
We're here to save your bacon.
Saddle up, little ladies. Ha-ha-ha!
Hey. Hi, what's going on?
They pulled up right after you guys left. They're gonna tow us to a mechanic.
They keeping asking to hold the weed baby.
All right, all right, calm down. Okay.
Just calm down, all right? I got this. Watch.
I'm holding that baby.
Edie, you will, I promise, but it's nap time for LeBron.
Come on, guys, let's go.
All aboard the Fitzgerald Express. Honk, honk!
Ha-ha-ha! - Toot, toot!
It's like we're pretending it's a train, but it's not.
- Surrounded by goblins. - Okay.
One more sec, okay? Hold on, one second. Don't freak.
When you're a synchronized swimmer...
you can't use a maxi pad, you can see it.
So my friend bought me a box of tampins.
And I'll tell you, I had a hard time inserting those.
- It would just stick halfway out.
- It was just like a Roman candle.
And that is how I found out I was born with a shallow vagina.
- That was such a detailed story, Edie. - Thank you!
You gotta do a one-woman show. It's, like, so many layers, you know?
So, what's your story, David?
- What do you mean? - How'd you two meet?
Honey, tell her.
And don't leave out any of the romantic parts.
Okay. All right.
Where did we first meet. Um...
It's great.
Well, that would have been when Rose moved into my apartment building.
- That's right.
I remember watching her through the crack in my door as she was...
Wait, you were spying on me?
Now, hon, just because you've heard it a thousand times...
doesn't mean you should interrupt. Don't be rude.
All right. Proceed.
But, yeah, I was spying on her.
She was unloading this U-Haul all by herself.
I wanna go help her, but I don't wanna come off like I'm hitting on her, because...
you know, I'd like to hit on her maybe at some point.
And...
she was wearing these little navy blue Chuck Taylors and these jean shorts.
No pockets on the back, however that happened.
And this, Tom Waits T-shirt.
I was like, "That's cool."
Because I love Tom Waits.
And she just looked beautiful.
if you're into that kind of mean, pretty thing.
So, anyway...
she starts to bring up this really big weird-looking painting up the stairs.
And I'm like, "Okay, here's my shot." All right, so I go outside...
and I help her with it. I'm trying to, at least.
She looks at me and goes: "Stop it!"
- She just snaps at me. - You started yanking at it.
Next thing you know, it's a tug of war...
pulling it back and forth and out of nowhere...
His fat fist goes right through the canvas.
- But it was an accident. - Doesn't matter! You ruined my painting.
Okay. Honestly, I really think you should've thanked me.
Yeah, because that painting was hideous.
My grandfather painted that painting.
And it was my favorite thing in the entire world.
So we get in this screaming match in front of the whole building.
And everybody comes out and is watching it.
I mean, from that moment, we hated each other.
Man.
- And then you fell in love. - Yeah. Then we fell in love.
- Ha, ha! - Hey, now. I think this is our exit.
David, could you grab me the map out of the glove box?
Yes, sir.
- Whoa. Whoa. - Whoa!
Hey, sorry about that, buddy. Didn't mean to scare you there.
That's just my service pistol and badge.
Your badge.
- Are you a cop? - No, no, no.
No? God.
I'm in the DEA.
Yeah, my Don has been an agent for the last 22 years.
On a bit of a hiatus at the moment.
They took him out of the field, he wasn't aggressive enough.
- That's enough. - I'm sorry. It's not right, Don.
Those young guns aren't half the agent you are, those crumb-bums.
Edith, you know how I feel about your cussing.
- I'm sorry, Don. - Edith can be a little hot-blooded at times.
- I'm 1/8 Italian, so... - It's okay.
Hey, if you guys will excuse me.
- Wanna join me? - Where are you off to?
- We're gonna check on the baby. - Gonna take a dump.
- Check the baby's dumps. - That's what we should say.
- Yeah, just go check on Lebanon. - LeBron. His name's LeBron.
He just has a terrible tummy. And it's just bad diarrhea stuff.
Do we still have cornstarch?
Yeah, there's cornstarch for his bottom.
- Family meeting. - Yep.
I'm getting my hands on that baby.
He's a narc? Are you fucking kidding me?
Stop panicking! We haven't done anything suspicious yet, so just relax!
Really? Okay. What about when they wanna hold our precious weed baby?
Give me the baby, all right?
I'll handle it if it happens. I'll take care of it.
Right now, all we have to do is get away from that fucked up family.
Fuck. Why are we stopping?
They heard us. They heard us. Fuck, we're going to jail.
No, no, no. We're just at the garage, okay?
Everybody calm down. We haven't done anything. You're right.
I'll ditch this guy real fast. We're gonna get in and get out of here, okay?
Game face, okay? Miller time. Here we go.
No other repair shops nearby?
Run by a Christian and open after supper on a Saturday night? No, sir.
Shoot. I'd give you the hose out of our rig and send you on your way...
but we'd be stranded ourselves.
Besides, this way we can all get to know each other better.
- What's happening? - They're closed till morning.
Oklahoma.
God.
You folks can make camp with the Fitzgeralds tonight.
I know a great spot. We'll set up the old tents and you can bed down in our Winni.
- I'll give you a hand with your gear. - No, no, no.
That's okay. Millers carry their own weight.
- I knew I liked you, David. - Kenny, you wanna get our shit?
- Hey. - This will be a hoot.
I'll watch your little one so you and your man can have some snuggle time.
- I don't want you to have to... - I am good with babies.
Nonsense! Give me the baby. Give me that baby!
Shit!
My God!
My God. Why isn't there blood?
My God! What's happening?
Thanks a lot, Mom. Now what am I supposed to use for my health project?
I'm gonna fail and have to go to community college.
- My future's ruined! - Honey.
Mrs. Fitzgerald, are you all right?
- That baby was...? - Did you think that LeBron was...?
Heh-heh-heh. - No, no, no. LeBron was a sack of herbs.
Oregano and basil mostly.
We were just treating it like a real baby, a summer project.
- Extra credit. - It teaches the students that...
nothing ruins your life like children.
Yeah. And it also sends that message to teens, just stick to the big A.
- Yeah, anal. - Abstinence, you meant.
- Neither makes a baby. - He confuses them.
Anyway, I'm so sorry, Edie. We promised our Casey...
that we would treat it like a real baby all summer and we went too far.
Got used to it. Sorry.
And so I'm embarrassed, actually.
I think that would scare anybody.
She's very emotional. You should have seen her at the end of Free Willy.
Stop it, Don.
I love that whale.
Well, who loves campfire games?
Don.
It's a bird, it's a plane.
- U.S. Air Force, U.S. Air Force. Ollie North! - Take me home to...
Looks like a sea animal.
Hammer tooth shark.
We wait until they fall asleep and then we sneak into their tent, all right?
Cut their throats.
- What? - What?
No. Jesus.
- What the fuck's wrong with you? - Nothing.
I wasn't saying to do that. I didn't say that. I thought you were gonna it.
You thought I was gonna say "cut their throats"?
Who do you think I am, Scarface? Give me a break.
- Herbert Walker Bush! - Paper airplanes!
Clowns. Clown sandwich.
Don't lock the baby in the basement.
What I was gonna say: We sneak into the tent, steal Don's keys...
then we take the RV back to the shop and I can swap out their radiator hose for ours.
Got it.
- The Earth! The Earth is on fire! - Atmosphere.
Plain and simple.
Al Qaeda! Al Qaeda!
It was "plain and simple."
- See, this was a plane, and then this w... - Melissa, of course it was.
That is so clever.
Gosh, I thought it was really good.
I'm a terrible drawer, so...
Great, because you're up next.
- Passing the baton. - Nice work.
Okay. Let's go, Kenny.
DAVID All right, Kenny, here we go.
- Draw your brains out. - All right, that's a line.
- A slash. Guns and Roses. - Looks like a spring.
What is that? That's a... Kenny, come on, draw something, buddy.
- String. - Come on, son.
- Rocket. It's a rocket or... - Is that a cucumber?
This is really stupid.
Is it a bad drawing, Kenny? My guess is "bad drawing."
- It's... ! A penis! A penis.
It's a big dick. Those are balls.
It's a big black dick! It's a drawing. Black! It's a big black dick.
It's a big, big black cock!
Black Cock Down!
It's a skateboard.
- It's a skateboard, great. - A skateboard. Of course it is.
- It's a big black skateboard. - I see it.
Of course. It's very clear. But, you see, it was up... There's...
Its wheels, so I didn't see it down on the ground, and then it...
Black Cock Down? Black Cock Down?
Nice job, Meryl Streep. Very subtle character work.
Not my fault that Kenny can't draw.
Don't you pick on Kenny.
Nothing about that looked like a skateboard.
You leave him alone. Where the hell's Kenny?
- You guys, come here. - What?
- What's going on? - Look at these two.
- Aww.
- Guess I'm not the best drawer. - No, you were great.
- I knew that was a skateboard. - Yeah.
- I don't know where the confusion was. - No, I... That...
Yeah.
I, um, really like your family. They're...
- They're different. - Well, they're not my family. I mean...
Yeah, no, I get what you mean.
- She wants him to kiss her. - Absolutely.
- She does, right? - And sometimes I feel like I'm adopted...
or an alien, you know, or something.
Right. That's what I meant. Um...
But also, you know, I would totally adopt you.
You know, um...
Not that I wanna be your daddy. I just...
- He's talking too much. - He won't shut up.
Well, good night.
- I'll see you. - Okay. Um...
Fucking hug.
Okay.
And, Melissa?
- Yeah? - Watch out for bears.
Um, you know. Can't see them coming.
Good tip.
That poor kid. Well, you should go talk to him.
Who?
I said you should go... Well, who do you think?
Me? What the hell am I gonna say?
Talk to him about guy stuff.
- Jesus fucking Christ. - Come on, how hard is it? Just go.
- Hey, man, how you doing? - Hey.
- Anybody sitting here? - No.
Well, good, good, good, good. All right.
So, um...
I saw what just happened with you and Melissa.
Um...
You know, you don't have to be scared to kiss a girl. Heh-heh.
I mean, you damn near sucked a guy's dick nine hours ago. What are you shy now for?
That's not funny, David.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
It was a bad joke. Ahem.
You wanna know something I used to do when I was your age...
kept me from getting nervous around girls?
- Yeah. - I would just count to three.
- Count to three? - Yeah.
- That's your big advice? Count to three? - Yeah.
I mean, if you ever wanna kiss a girl or ask her to go out, or I mean...
Actually, if you get scared of anything, just do this: just count to three...
and then do it.
Because if you take too long, you overthink it and you'll just drive yourself crazy.
Trust me, it'll change your life.
I guess that makes sense.
- Thanks. - Yeah. No problem.
And, you know, if you have any other questions...
about, like, the birds and the bees...
who puts what into where, any of that fun stuff...
just don't hesitate to ask, okay?
- Okay. - Okay.
- Good talk. - Yeah, good talk.
My back.
- So old. - Yeah.
Wait. You go in. I'll keep a lookout, okay? Good.
Fuck you. This was your idea. You're going the fuck in there.
Why are you yelling at me?
I am not yelling at you.
Okay. Okay.
Watch.
Bin Laden!
What's happening? Is it raccoons?
God.
You were right about them, Edith.
- No. I'm so sorry. - Let me explain.
This is completely explainable.
- A misunderstanding. - We didn't mean to do this.
- You just have to understand something.
We have never done anything like this with another couple before.
That's no judgment on you. We're no squares.
- I own a vibrator. - That's right, she does.
- Awesome. - I wasn't for it at first.
The darn thing's made in China, for cripes' sake...
but when you've been married this long you look for anything to spice things up.
So, of course we've discussed a scenario like this.
Yes. And tonight when you brought up that big black "babymaker"...
- Well, we got it. - Loud and clear.
Our vibrator is named "Joe Morgan."
We were picking up what you were putting down.
- Same page. - Interesting.
We're very flattered by this, but right now, in the middle of the night...
I'm not sure I'm really ready for it. Aw, Don.
Got it. Totally understood. Not a problem.
We just had to ask. So...
Wait. I have an idea.
Okay. Maybe I could take a baby step tonight.
I mean, my mouth is for my marriage.
But I've never touched another woman before.
I would be okay with that. Yeah.
Great.
Rose?
- There you go. - Okay. All right, I'm sitting.
- Are you okay? - David.
- Mother to mother, is this okay with you? - Yes. "Mother." Yes.
- Are you sure? - Let's get this mother started.
- Shall we? Okay. Ha-ha-ha!
- Okay, Don, are you watching? - I'm good.
Okay. Wow.
My heart's pounding so fast in my chest.
- Ahem. So I guess we're swinging. - Yeah.
Ooh. Ha, ha.
Sorry that I'm taking so long.
Hello. Ha-ha-ha!
Okay, I'm just gonna do it real fast. There we go.
- There they are. - There they are.
- Wow! Wow! - It's happening. This is happening.
Don, are you looking at this? I'm touching her boobs.
- This is a miracle. - Okey-doke.
- Would you like to feel my breasts? - I think that's enough for tonight.
- You're right. - Don't give away the farm.
- A little roughhouse? - We should wait.
- Are you okay down there? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Have fun tonight, kids.
- Awesome. - I'm never gonna wash these hands.
Mwah, mwah, mwah!
Thank you so much.
- Good night. That was great. - Okay, bye, guys.
Great. What now, genius?
- Tell me... What? I don't know.
I just got earfucked in a tent. What do you want from me?
You're a fucking idiot.
Okay, what?
What? What do you mean?
Do you wanna talk about it...
or mope around like someone kicked you in the vagina?
Okay. Um...
Well, I've never really like...
Had sex before. Shocker.
Kissed a girl before.
Wait, what? I thought you said you were like 18.
- Okay, you know what, forget it. - Okay, okay, wait. Okay.
Come on. Sit down. Don't need to be so dramatic.
Look, it's okay that you haven't kissed a girl.
I'm sure there are some girls...
who I've never met...
that find inexperience kind of sweet.
I don't wanna be a sweet, inexperienced guy who's never been worth kissing.
I wanna be the guy who grabs a girl and kisses her. You know?
Okay, let me make one thing clear.
This isn't one of those moments where the girl kisses the boy...
and realizes she's been in love with him the whole time, okay?
You're my fake brother and you're a sweet kid...
so this is for you to bring back to Melissa.
- What is? - I'm gonna kiss you, dingus.
- What are you doing? Shut your eyes. - Okay, sorry. Right.
That's weird. That's really weird.
- Sorry. - All right. Ahem.
That was okay. Now more tongue.
Tongue. I can do that.
Too much tongue. Too much tongue.
Right. Too much... Yeah, that's my fault. My bad. Sorry.
Less tongue.
That was good.
All right, now this time, I want you to choke me a little bit.
- Okay. - Whoa. What's going on here?
It's...
- We're not doing what it looks like. - Really?
It looks like Casey's teaching you how to kiss out of pity.
Well, then it is what it looks like, yeah.
Really.
What did you teach him?
The basics. He's never kissed a girl before.
You haven't? Well, honey, show me.
- Really? - Yes.
Okay...
Not bad.
It's not bad.
- Try this. - Okay.
Come here.
There you go.
You feel that? What I did with my tongue?
- Yes, ma'am. - Show Casey what you just learned.
Look at that.
Whoa!
Wait. Hold on.
I wanna get a picture of you with the first girl you ever kissed. Here you go.
- Make it good. - Good.
Rose. Get in there. There you go. Photobomb it.
- This is getting better, it's getting better. - Okay.
It's so cute.
Use your hands. They got so much fun stuff to play with.
You're not using your hands.
Kenny?
- No, Melissa... It's, - I'm sorry.
Melissa, wait.
Fuck.
You know, there's a 50-50 chance she'll be into it.
Redhead. They're crazy.
Grab your things, guys. Kenny, grab my stuff. Thanks.
- Here we go. - Well, looks like you're ready to roll.
Gary called me first thing. He seemed real eager for y'all to come pick her up.
- Good. Good, good, good. Okay. - Guess this is it, then.
Good luck to you, David.
- Hey, thank you, Don. Take care, will you? - Before you go running off...
- Yeah? - Well, last night, notwithstanding...
things bedroom-wise between me and Mrs. Fitzgerald...
haven't been a real five-alarm fire of late.
Anyway, I need your advice, David.
You guys seem hotter for each other than a couple mice...
having sexual congress in a wool sock.
- We do? - Yeah, I guess I just want to know...
what do you do to keep things exciting after years in the same fishing hole?
What's your secret?
Right. Let's see. My secret...
Well, you know what I do, Don?
I just treat Rose like she's a stripper.
- No kidding? - No kidding.
Like she's a dirty, dirty stripper.
Okay. Heh-heh-heh.
Dirtier the better.
Okay, watch your step.
It surprise... It sneaks up on you.
Everyone got your bags?
I am so sorry that Melissa isn't here to say goodbye.
She just won't come out of that bedroom.
You know, she's been sick to her tummy ever since last night.
- I think it was something that she ate. - Just tell her I'm really sorry.
Sure.
Sure will.
So sweet, kids.
You'll always be my special lover.
Edie.
Bye!
- Happy birthday, America! - Bye!
- See ya, now! - Bye-bye, now.
- Thank you. - Bye.
Let's get out of here. You guys, go to the RV. I'll get the keys from Skeeter.
Hello?
Hey, Brad, I was just gonna call you.
Where are you? Thought you'd be here by now.
I told you I needed it today.
No, I know that. No, we just had a little bit of engine trouble's all, okay?
We're gonna be on the road in five minutes, at your front door in just a few hours, okay?
Nothing stopping us now.
What the fuck?
Hand me the phone.
Brad, can you hold on for a sec?
All right, let's not do anything rash.
- I'm David, what's your name? - Pablo Chacon.
Shut the fuck up. Stop, stop.
- Hola, Brad. - Pablo!
You send this amateur fuck-up to steal from me?
Listen, I don't know what David told you... Hello?
I thought you said we were picking up drugs for Pablo Chacon.
I thought we were. Brad told me he was Pablo Chacon.
- Why do you trust that guy? - I don't, okay?
Can you guys stop bickering for five seconds?
Okay, how did he even find us?
- We don't know. - I don't know.
With this.
Tracking device.
You put that in the RV? In one of the bags?
- How could you not think of that? - Because I don't know what I'm doing!
- Have you not figured that out? - Silence!
You all die now.
But together as a family, with honor.
But we're not even a real family, okay? I don't even know these people.
She's right. That's absolutely right. No, no. We're not related at all, any of us.
Look, I'm just a small-time fucking drug dealer.
I sell dime bags, all right?
My daughter here is just a homeless gutter punk, all right?
And my son is just a fucking dork that lives in my building. We don't look alike!
- Not related. - A virgin, okay? And my "wife"?
I mean, she's just a cheap stripper.
Hey, thanks, David. Nice.
- We will not do anything if... - Wait, wait. Heh.
In the capri pants and the sensible footwear, a stripper?
Yes.
That's right, I am...
Mr. Chacon.
Just give me one chance...
to prove to you that I'm worth way more alive than I am dead.
Sweet
Emotion
Talk about things And nobody cares
Wearing hot things That nobody wears
Some sweat hog knew She's a real good liar
'Cause the backstage boogie Set your pants on fire
Sweet
Emotion
Sweet
Emotion
You stand in the front Just a shakin' your ass
I'll take you backstage You'll be drinking my glass
I'm talkin' about something You can sure understand
Have some respect, it's your mother.
Get in the RV! Go, go, go!
Why are we fighting?
- Do you know how to drive this? - No.
No weapons. Here we go.
- Hurry! - I don't know how it works.
Fuck!
- What just happened? - I knocked him out. Let's go.
- You did not. - Yes, I did.
Come on, Rose, come on. Come on!
- Look out! - No, please.
Kenny! Kenny, give me the wheel!
No, do not pull over!
Go this way! No, no, no. Don't get on the freeway.
- Kenny, just let me in. - I can't. I'll stop.
Don't stop! You can't stop.
Goddamn it, will you let go?
No, no, no, no! You're gonna get us killed!
- All right, just get out of the way. - I can't.
Is everybody okay?
- Are you okay? - I'm fine. What...?
Fuck.
Fuck!
Shit! Fuck, fucking...
- My God. Fucking shit! Fuck! - What the hell is he doing?
Fuck a donkey! It hurts so much.
Settle down, man. What the hell's going on?
My God! I'm gonna die.
Kenny, listen to me. Calm down, all right?
Not gonna die. Tell us what's going on.
- Tell us what happened. - Fucking spider bit me, David!
- What? Where did it happen? - Bit me on my balls.
On my fucking balls. On my balls, on my fucking balls!
God. Let me see. Kenny, let me see it.
No. No fucking way. You're not seeing it.
Come on. I can't help you unless you show me. Sweetie, just show it to me.
Kenny, will you just man up and drop your pants?
We've all seen a dick.
All right, let's see it.
What? What is it? What does it look like?
- I can't look. - Um...
- Is it bad? - Hey, listen to me. It's not that bad.
- Dude, it's really bad. - No, it isn't.
- Have you seen what that... Look. - I'm not gonna look.
- You're going to a hospital. - What? No. No fucking way.
How bad is it?
You're okay. Rub some dirt on it. Let's get back in the RV.
No. You're going to see a doctor.
No fucking way. No, absolutely not, Rose.
He's not going to a hospital. We don't have time.
Trust me. Kenny is fine.
- Goddamn it, Kenny. - Yeah. Totally fine.
- Go grab him. Grab him! - if he's dead, we're leaving him.
Yeah, this is David Mille... David Clark, calling for Mr. Gurdlinger again.
Yes, I'll hold.
- Yellow-ski. - Hello, Brad.
Where the fuck have you been? I left you five messages, man!
David! You're alive! Cool. How'd that happen?
Ask the real Pablo Chacon.
I'm not gonna make excuses.
It was kind of a dick move.
- "A dick move"? A dick move! - Little bit.
Little bit of a dick move.
Well, tell you what. I'm not driving another fucking mile.
All right? I want goddamn hazard pay from your ass. Otherwise, I'll turn around...
and give this smidge of pot back to Chacon, along with your fucking address.
Do you understand me?
Sounds like you're threatening to double-cross me.
Fucking right I am.
And I'm kind of turned on right now.
You make a good case for hazard pay. How much you want?
How much? I don't know, half a million dollars.
- How about that? - Done.
Fucking right, it's done. Good.
But I need it here by tonight or the deal is off.
No problem. That's fine with me.
Where the hell are you, anyway?
We're at the Corrales Regional Medical Center in Buttfuck, New Mexico.
- Why? - Why? Why?
Because this goddamn Kenny kid got his fucking nuts bit by a giant spider.
That is amazing. Will you let me know if he develops super powers?
Listen, man, giddyup, okay? Tick-tock.
Tick-tock. Okay.
Scottie? The doctor will see you now.
Text me, girl. I gotta bounce.
Know what I'm saying?
God. Really? That guy?
- What? He's hot. - Okay.
"I gotta bounce."
- Miller family? - Yeah.
Hi. Hello, how are you?
Great. What's the news, doc? Can we get going?
- He's about to tell us. - Good.
I'm afraid your son had a pretty severe allergic reaction to the spider's venom.
Ooh. Too bad. Better get him home. Where is he?
He's in a lot of pain right now, we won't be able to release him for a few hours yet.
- Why? - David? David, David! Stop it.
Please. Continue.
He's on an IV to get some antibiotics...
Who the fuck cares, man? Okay? We got shit to do.
Go get my son and bring him and his giant nut out here right now.
Stop it. Doctor, thank you. I appreciate you taking care of our son.
- Thank you very much. - Sure. You seem like a very caring father.
- What is your fucking problem? - What?
Are you crazy? It's only a few hours. We'll be fine.
No, we're not fine. Okay?
We'll be dead in a few hours. You forget who's following us?
Look, here's what I say we do, all right?
We leave him here, and then we just keep going, all right?
So you're saying that the three of us, we just leave him here.
No! No, no, no. We don't leave him here. No. Absolutely not. No, we leave...
with him here.
Okay.
You know, if we leave Kenny here, it really isn't...
No. I don't know where I was going with that. That's stupid.
Seriously.
- What's that? - I don't know.
- Don't answer it! It's for me! - What?
What's up, dawg?
Not much, dawg. What's up with you?
Here to pick up Casey, know what I'm saying?
I'm awake and I speak English, so, yeah, I do know.
- What's your name, man? - Scottie P., you know what I'm saying? Ha-ha.
Again, I do know what you're saying.
But I appreciate you continuing to check in with me.
- Hi! Bye. We're gonna go. - Whoa, wait!
- Where do you think you're going? - Out.
I have just made lunch.
- When are you coming back? - I don't know, later.
No! Hey, stop! Stop, listen to me.
Once Kenny is ready, we're out of here.
We will leave with or without you. if you're not here, we're gone. Got it?
Okay, fine. That's totally fine.
Wait. Come here. I'd like to have a chat with your friend.
- Are you kidding me? - I am not kidding you.
Would you please have a seat.
What is going on?
So, Scottie P., what exactly do you do for a living?
- Mom! - I work for A & J Amusements.
I'm rocking that Monkey Maze, you know what I'm saying?
- What the hell is the Monkey Maze? - It's like a Terrifying Deathtrap...
but for little kids.
Yeah.
Hey, those are cool tats, man.
For real. Thank you, bro. You see the cobra?
- What's this? The one right there? - This?
That's my credo. "No ragrets."
How about that.
- You have no regrets? - Nope.
- Like, not even a single letter? - No way. Heh-heh. Not me.
- Dad. - Well, I love him. I think he's great.
A real winner. if I were you, I wouldn't use protection.
Scottie P., you're the man.
- Yo, for real. Thanks, man. - We're leaving. Bye!
- Nice meeting you. You do you, Scottie P. - You too.
Casey, make good choices!
Come on, she's gonna be fine.
Tattooed kid on a motorcycle, no helmet.
Actually, she might already be pregnant.
I cannot believe her. Where the hell is she?
Look who is concerned about someone other than themselves.
What? I just want to get back on the road.
No, I know.
That kid was a dickhead?
- Right? - Know what I'm saying?
- Ha! Jerk. - Unbelievable.
Must get her shitty taste in men from her mother.
I'm sorry. It was a cheap shot.
Cheap shot, okay? I'm taking it back.
I'm sure your boyfriend Jimmy is very nice.
He seems like a very good guy.
Well, he's not. He left.
Maxed out all my credit cards, cleaned out my bank account...
jetted out of town.
He stole my favorite mug. Which was a pretty shitty thing to do. Even for him.
- I'm really sorry about that. That sucks. - Whatever.
That's what you get for dating a guy who dates strippers.
Come on.
You're a lot more than that, Rose, and you know it.
- What? - Rose is not even my real name.
What's your real name?
Sarah.
With an "h"?
Yep. Right there at the end.
It's the best way to spell it.
- That's what my mother thought. Heh. - Heh.
Well, David's not my real name either.
- Really? - I'm being serious.
Wow. So you're being ser...
Well, so then, what's your real name?
Barbara.
- Barbara? - Yeah, named after my mom.
So, what are you, like, a Barbara Jr.?
- You're Barbara Jr. - You got it. Yeah, yeah.
My friends in high school and grade school called me Babs.
Scarred childhood.
Not really, not at all. I mean, I was in musical theater, so I was actually revered.
Very funny.
You have a hair...
Yank, or put behind the ear?
Guess we could...
tuck it back there.
Whoa. What's going on in here?
We should ask you the same thing, young lady!
- We've been worried sick. - That's right.
Why are you guys talking like that?
Shit, is someone here?
Yeah! Yeah, us. We're here. That's who's here.
We didn't know if you were dead in a ditch!
You couldn't have called? Something?
Or send one of those text messages you're always sending out?
"Hey, it's me, Casey, I'm not dead in a ditch." LOL, picture of a whale, #YOLO.
- Anything! - Okay.
Fine! Whatever!
Sorry.
- Whoa! - Thank you!
- Was that so hard? - Appreciate that.
- She learned a new word, Rose. - Thank God. "I'm sorry."
Un-fucking-believable.
It's gonna be great.
There he is. Kenny!
- Okay, let's go. - My God, you look so much better.
- Doesn't he? - Like a thousand bucks. Let's go.
- Come on, we gotta hurry. Come on! - Take it easy!
- Will you just relax? - Look, I can't...
- Great. - Aah!
- Kenny. - That's my elbow.
- Are you okay? - I think so.
Look what happens when you run around like a crazy person.
What do mean? He's fine. Come on, Ken-doll, hop up. Here we go.
- What's wrong with you? - What's wrong with me?
- David! - Look, this job has a deadline...
and it's in four fucking hours.
if you think I'm gonna lose half a million dollars because of Kenny's boo-boos...
- ... then you're out of your mind. - Whoa. Wait a second.
You're making half a million dollars on this deal?
- Roughly. - I cannot believe you.
Listen to me. I can explain.
You are making $500,000 and you were only gonna pay me 30?
You're getting 30 grand? I'm getting a thousand!
Wait, you guys are getting paid?
- You're a liar. - No, no, no.
- We want to renegotiate. - No. No way.
- What? David. - No. No way.
You made your deal with me, I made my deal with Brad. We're getting outta here.
See? Good. Casey gets it. We're not renegotiating now. Let's go.
I believe we are, right now, because you wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for us.
You're right about that.
I'd be in Denver now if it wasn't for you slowing me down.
Are you shitting...? Slowing you down? What the hell are you talking...?
Whoa, where the hell are you going? Hey, hey!
Hey, I said where are you going?
You know what? You leave, you get nothing.
I don't want your money, okay?
Casey, come back. We have to stay together.
- Come on! - Why?
Because we're a family?
You want to spend Christmas together? Help me with my homework?
Please. This whole thing has been a total joke.
No, I'll tell you what the joke is! You want to know what the...?
The j...
I'm not gonna tell you the joke!
You don't deserve to hear the joke! Let's go.
- I don't think you knew the joke. - I knew a joke.
We have to go back and get her.
What? Are you kidding me? She left! Screw her, okay?
Are you coming with me or not, Rose?
Fine. I'll slide your check under your door. Kenny, let's go.
Kenny, come on! Let's go, man.
We can't leave her, David. It's not right.
- You know what? - What?
You all deserve each other.
Da... Wha...?
He'll come back.
Right?
Yo, girl!
- I got your text. What's up? - Hey.
Are you alone?
Yeah. You think we can go someplace private and talk?
I know just the spot, you know what I'm saying? Heh-heh.
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!
Great. That's loud.
Yeah, nice try, radio. Nice try. Heh.
Okay. Ahem.
Let's get there.
Hoo.
Quiet.
And I knew better too.
But we were all on the road together...
and it got kind of fun, you know?
Yeah. -
And I started thinking of us as kind of like this...
Whatever, it's stupid.
- Fuck them. - Yeah, fuck them.
Yo, right now, girl, Scottie P. is gonna make you feel real good, know what I'm saying?
- Ha-ha. - Heh.
I'm sorry, I'm just feeling kind of cry-ey and that...
- I'm just gonna go, okay? - Come on, girl.
- You texted me. You know what's up. - Scottie.
Hey!
Get your hands off of her!
Come here, Casey.
You put your hands on her again...
I will rip that fucking tattoo right off of your chest.
You know what I'm saying?
- Really, bitch? - Yeah, bitch.
You know what? Why don't you leave the girls alone, man.
What are you gonna do, eyebrows?
One...
two...
Broke my nose!
You're an aggressive woman. Know what I'm saying?
Are you okay?
I'm fine. That was awesome. You fucking decked him!
I've dealt with handsy assholes like him at work.
Let's just get out of here.
Thanks for the backup. Why the counting?
if you're gonna punch someone, punch them on one.
Well, David told me to count.
David? David hasn't punched anybody ever.
I think this way. Exit.
- I have returned. - Go fuck yourself.
This is what I miss, right? The ping-pong action. The repartee.
"Go fuck yourself." "You go fuck yourself."
Rose, you say, "Go fuck yourself." Then Kenny's like, "I don't want to fuck anybody."
- No, we're not getting in the RV. - What?
Okay. Okay, I know what this is about, and I get it.
All right? We're gonna split the $500,000.
Evenly. Betwixt the four of us.
You guys get what I'm saying here? Kenny, you wanna be like this: "Pfft!"
Like you're from... Right? That's a lot of video games, kiddo.
All right, Casey, you can buy a house, and run away from it.
You know what I mean? Like, whatever. You get $125,000.
You get a... I mean, I'm like fucking Oprah here. You know?
if she was a white dude at a carnival.
Okay, look, what do you want? Do you want me to beg?
Kids? What do you think?
- That would make me feel a lot better. - Works for me. Sure.
It's a good thing I'm wearing my begging pants.
I usually only do this before sex.
Okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going. Please, please.
Ahem. Let's do it. Here we go.
Okay! To the RV, let's go.
Come on, Babs.
Whoa, whoa. Slow down. There's clowns everywhere.
Here, let Pops get in here.
We're right down here. I parked it next to an RV.
- Melissa. - Kenny.
- Rose! - Edie.
- Shit. - Shit.
I never get used to that language.
What in the H-E-L-L are you people doing here?
- We came to see the fireworks. - Yeah. Fireworks.
Us too! That's so weird! They're supposed to be amazing here.
- Melissa, can we talk? - No.
- Mom, come on, let's go. - Melissa!
Why are you being so rude?
Do you have your period? Do you need a tampin?
Mom, I don't need a tampin. I don't want to be near these people.
- Kenny. Let's go. - We should get out of here.
- What happened last night was wrong. - Boy.
My God, she knows.
My daughter knows what we've done.
Melissa, yes, it was wrong of me to fondle Mrs. Miller's breasts.
You're right. I'm not gonna deny that it gave me a certain amount of pleasure.
That said, your father and I are struggling with some serious intimacy issues.
Okay, no, stop!
I'm not as tight as I once was.
- Look... - He just falls right out.
It's like throwing a hot dog down a hallway.
Ew! What are you talking about?
I saw Kenny making out with his sister and mother while their dad watched.
What? My...!
- It wasn't quite like that. - That's not exactly what happened.
Rose isn't my mom, she's not my sister. We're not a real family.
That's enough, son! What are you saying?
He's been drinking. It's hard to understand. He's being ridiculous.
David hired us to help him smuggle drugs across the border.
You're drug dealers?
No! No, we're drug smugglers. There's a difference.
There's not a difference.
Okay, Edie, we can explain, all right?
This is a small misunderstanding. It really is.
When he says "smuggle," he doesn't know what he's saying.
- It's not drugs. - He doesn't know what drugs are.
Seriously. It's just a little tequila.
What?
My God!
- Hey. Thank God you're alive. - He's got a gun!
Listen! Hey, hey, hey. No, no! Wait, wait, wait!
This is gonna be fun!
I still got it.
Don's a badass.
Don.
Melissa, go find a police officer.
Okay, Don. Don, listen to me.
No. Drug smuggling, David?
And to think of the moment we shared.
No, Don, there's another guy.
I don't want to hear about other men!
What? No! No, no! No! There's another guy trying to kill us!
What? Who?
Pablo Chacon.
Buenas noches, Millers.
What is he saying? What does that mean?
It's a familiar Mexican greeting.
You in the short jeans and the funny mustache, give me the gun.
Melissa.
And the mug.
Please don't hurt her.
- Take her. - Are you okay? It's okay.
Now the keys, please.
Here. Here, here, here.
Okay, great. You have your drugs, so you don't have to kill us.
I don't have to kill you?
You take my drugs.
You make me cross the border into this fucked-up country.
You try to burn my face with steam!
- I'm sorry. - You destroy my car!
And I don't like what you do to my man every time we meet.
You are the worst family I've ever met.
But, you're right, I don't have to kill you.
I want to kill you. All of you.
Stop. Stop.
Don't do this. Don't kill these people.
This is all my fault. I'm the one that did this. I'm the drug dealer here.
This is an innocent family...
in the wrong place at the wrong time. Okay?
And this kid?
This kid's got the biggest fucking heart I've ever seen in my life.
And I'm lucky to call him a friend.
Man, an hour ago, I would have killed this girl for you.
But she's tough as hell. And a lot smarter than me.
And this one.
You. Sarah.
You're the strongest woman I've ever met.
And you'd make a great mom.
I love all of them.
Don't kill them.
Please.
Just kill me.
- Tell you what, I'll make a deal, okay? - Okay.
I kill you first so you don't watch your family die.
David.
Kenny! That was amazing!
I'd like to think I taught him that.
I know I taught him that.
Put that tongue back in your mouth, young man.
Wow.
- You kiss a lot better than my sister. - Hey!
One, two, three.
Well, Mr. Chacon, on behalf of the United States of America...
I'd like to welcome you to our country.
Grab a seat.
Sorry you won't get to experience the freedom part.
Don, you're my hero.
I want you to use those zip ties tonight.
Here.
Thank you, David.
- We're gonna go. - Not so fast.
- No, Don. - Dad, please.
Girls, hush.
I believe that you are good people.
But you broke the law. All of you.
And worse than that, you put my wife and daughter's lives in danger.
- Sorry. - Gonna have to place you under arrest.
- Don, why? - No, Dad, don't.
And I'm gonna do just that...
right after I turn around...
and hug my family.
David, come on.
It's all here!
I am blown away, David. Great job.
But it's late.
Deadline was last night, so, sorry, buddy, no deal.
Brad, I almost got killed over this shit. Twice.
I'm not gonna be an asshole about this. I got two tons of premium weed.
Yes! And you got Chacon pinched in the process...
which is a huge win for team Brad.
So how about we shake hands and call it even.
- You were never gonna pay me, were you? ! Bingo. Heh-heh.
Was that a dick move? I can't even tell anymore.
- Move! - Go! Go! Go!
DEA!
- Down, down, down! - Get on the ground! Freeze!
Clear!
You double-crossed me.
Kind of a dick move, right?
You got nothing on me!
Nothing at all.
Shit! Look at this guy.
Who let in 50 Cent?
- Nice work, David. - Thank you, Don.
Now, I know you don't get your money...
but doing the right thing had to feel a whole lot better.
No.
All right, maybe a little bit.
As promised, in exchange for your testimony against Chacon and Gurdlinger...
we have to keep you in witness protection for three to six months.
- Just me? - Just you.
And any other witnesses to the crime.
- There you are. - I don't care.
- Look at this hot nerd. - Rub some dirt on it.
- What are you doing? - Look at this.
You gotta tell Casey to stop posting this stuff. It's already got a million hits...
and growing.
Okay, okay, I'll tell her after lunch. Oof, you know what else?
I can see down your tank top.
- Hey there. - Hey.
- Wanted to introduce ourselves. I'm Dan. - Hey, Dan.
My wife, Kathy. We just moved in.
- Hello. - We're the Johnsons.
Great. Welcome to the neighborhood.
Hey, guys. Come here.
Come meet our neighbors.
I'm David.
And this is my family right here.
This is my son, Kenny.
My daughter, Casey.
- And this is my wife, Sarah. - Nice to meet you.
- We're the Millers. - Pleasure.
Thanks for saying hi. All right, take care now.
- See you soon. Bye. - Bye.
- I don't like them. - I don't like them either.
Why introduce yourself? I mean, who the fuck are you?
I can't believe this. We're stuck in the suburbs.
Now, this sucks. I can't wait for the trial to be over. Gotta get outta here.
Stick to the big A.
- Anal. - Abstinence, you meant.
- Neither makes a baby. - He confuses...
Oscars! For all of you!
That's very nice of you, but we're not that good of an actor, no.
- Those guys are picking on that girl. - Where?
And, action.
It takes two men to open this mini-fridge.
Aah!
It's literally so hard!
- Okay, you guys, seriously, you're mak... Ha-ha-ha!
- Look, look, look. - Leave the girls alone.
What are you gonna do, freckles? What are you gonna do, Don Knotts?
What are you gonna do, guy with great posture?
Broke my nose!
I'm terrified of blood, you know what I'm saying?
You just deviated my septum, you know what I'm saying?
I want a Band-Aid.
It just stopped at a certain point...
and you just couldn't insert it any more.
Well, I just looked like I had, like, a Stormtrooper dick.
So I'm just gonna... There we go. There they are.
This is crazy.
Those are just gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous breasts.
Cut! All right. Cut.
- And, action. - Whoo!
- How about a little victory music, shall we? - Yes, please.
- I love this song! - This is awesome!
You're job's a joke, you're broke Your love life's D.O.A.
I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to fall
I'll be there for you
'Cause you're there for me too
That was really good.
That's very funny.
Adiós, Millers.