Amreeka Page #2

What? What was that?

It seems Salma would rather

I refrain from questioning Fadi.

Probably cause he's got

something to hide.

Yeah, well, maybe he's planning

to blow the school up.

- Hey, that's enough.

- That's so racist.

What, so you think they taught him

to build bombs in the second grade?

Yeah, you people

are clueless.

- Really?

- Okay, okay, that's enough.

Let's get back on track.

Somebody else.

Come on.

Welcome to the White Castle.

Would you like

a case of graving?

No, it's... "Would you like

to try our crave case?"

This what I say.

- You're such a fat pig!

- F*** off!

Why they aren't at school?

Let's just stick with

"Welcome to White Castle."

I'm sorry, there's no one

here named Muna.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

I mean, if you want,

I can ask.

- But I'm pretty positive.

- Yes, please.

- What's your name?

- Raghda.

- I beg your pardon.

- Ra-ghda.

Rag-dha?

- Yes, Ragdha, yes.

- I'm sorry I'm late.

- Muna.

- I was in the store

to buy some medicine.

I have a headache.

Maybe too much thinking.

- You were here this morning.

- Yes. Muna, my name is Muna.

See you tomorrow.

Thank you.

I don't care.

But you don't listen.

You know that.

Nabeel. Nabeel!

- Hello?

- Momma?

Muna!

Nice!

They couldn't even

spell it right.

Nelson...

I make more than this.

Taxes, Muna.

That much for taxes?

I see hungry people.

One minute, please.

Listen, it's a big problem

for me.

I need the money now!

Maybe I can take

an advance.

Nelson...

We should really teach

the guy a lesson, then.

We should kick his ass.

Being anti-warrior,

you're kinda violent.

But yeah,

we should definitely kick his ass.

- What do you say?

- No.

It only make

Mike more pissed off.

I think we should give him

a dose of his own medicine, you know?

Yeah, man.

You gotta stop being so nice.

Toughen up, you know.

Show those guys

who's boss.

How?

You okay?

You were good enough.

First learn

how to smoke a joint.

I smoked one...

one before. Sort of.

Okay, not really.

But I thought about it.

Dude, you need

some major help.

Take off that jacket.

- Why?

- Just take it off.

You look horrible.

Just take it off.

Untuck your shirt.

Yeah.

Oh, I got something!

I got something.

You gotta wear your sh*t

loose, you know?

Okay.

Like you don't

give a sh*t.

Okay. Try this one.

I like that.

- Yeah.

- It's nice?

It's alright.

Try that, though.

- Nice!

- That's perfect.

It's perfect.

- Yeah? Hardcore, like this.

- Yeah.

Yeah, like you know sh*t.

- Go, Fadi. Go, Fadi.

- Go, Fadi. Oh, yeah.

I'm keeping one

beside the door.

And one beside my bed.

Who plays baseball?

Mom...

Does Dad live

in the basement now?

Well, please stop laughing.

- I'm not the one laughing.

- You're the one laughing!

She steals

all the covers in bed.

She's like Godzilla in the...

in the bedroom.

Moms-- they have

some love in their...

- Yeah.

- ...their hearts.

Dude, man,

I'm messed up.

You say "dude" too much, man.

You're all American and sh*t.

Dude, you sleep

with your mom?

Yeah, I've been...

- It's not cool.

- Cause that sh*t will mess you up.

- Seriously. Dude, I'm just saying.

- Why do you always care about sex?

- It will mess you up.

- What do you think about in your head?

Or what

do you care about?

Number one, sex,

number one...

Cheeseburgers,

number two.

Double with bacon...

Hey! You came from sex.

Dude, I don't wanna have it in me.

I don't wanna have it.

Yo, guys.

Check who's here?

- Who's here?

- Mike.

Oh, sh*t.

Are you serious?

- Okay.

- I hate that guy.

- Seriously.

- Yeah, me too.

Do you guys

wanna have some fun?

I feel I don't think

it's a good idea.

What if someone

sees us?

Who cares?

Hurry up,

someone's coming.

Run!

Go, go, go, go, go!

You're dead now.

You're dead now, you f***.

"Opportunity"...

"Click here to show"...

Work from home.

Achieve your dreams!

Lose weight... earn a living.

The herbalist respect.

Oh so um...

my mom heard me

talking to James on the phone

and she like, totally f***ed up.

So don't even mention

his name, alright?

Where have you been?

Oh my God. Jesus!

Mom, what are you doing?

Where have you been, Aunty?

We're so worried.

Oh, we just went

to a movie.

Who went with you?

No one.

It was just us two.

With James.

He wasn't there?

You are grounded one month.

What?!

This is ridiculous!

Aunty, Jim is

a friend of mine.

Drinking with drugs,

or God knows what.

God, is that all you think

that people do here?

- Yes.

- Well, here's a shocker, Mom.

We live in America.

We're American!

As long as you live in this house,

you live in Palestine!

You're delusional!

Fadi...

Then don't.

Because you snore.

Then go sleep

and get out of my grill.

Since now.

I'm homeless.

- It's your home.

- It's Mum and Dad's home.

I have no control

over it.

Lamis doesn't want me

in her room

and I'm sick of living with someone

who doesn't want me.

- She wishes I was never born.

- No, no, it's not true.

Why don't you come back

with me to your room?

It's your room now.

We can share it.

Fadi's just sleeping

at the couch.

Come on.

Welcome to White Castle.

How can I help you?

I'll have the... number four

with chicken wings.

And diet coke.

You like to lose weight?

Excuse me?

You like me...

We're fat in the middle.

You need this...

Herbal Lose.

You know, we need help

at the grill.

You gotta pay

for what you did, bro.

I don't need this.

- Man, I don't want to fight with you, okay?

- You want to fight with me?

Well, you should have thought of it

before you messed with my truck!

I didn't mess

with your truck!

Hey, Muna.

There's someone here for you.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Your sister's at the bank.

- Yes?

- I told here you were out to lunch.

I hope that's okay.

She said your son got into

some trouble at school.

One minute, okay?

What happened?

Well, he got into a fight.

There's some... bruising

but I don't think it's too bad.

Some a**hole.

Why did

they beat you in?

Up, Mom, up!

Up, in...

Just... don't worry about it.

It's my problem.

And you are

my problem.

I don't want to be

your f***ing problem.

Fadi, have some respect.

Nothing. Just...

don't want to be here.

Home.

Just somewhere where people

aren't stupid enough to think

I'll blow myself up.

Who said that?

Can I go to class now?

Yeah, sure.

You're alright?

You need a ride?

No, thank you.

I'm looking for my sister.

She said she have

to pick up the dry-cleaning.

And I'm too late for work.

Well, my car is right here.

No, no. Thank you, no.

Why don't you let me

drive you?

- It's no trouble.

- No, no. I'll wait...

Please. Come on,

I'd be happy to. Come on.

Thank you.

Got a whole mess in there.

Don't worry.

You know... I think

you're seeing the worst of it,

Mrs. Farrah, I really do.

Kids just don't know

any better.

You know, they hear about

one Muslim extremist...

Suddenly, all Muslims

are extremists.

- But they are not.

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