Blockers Page #9
how to do this.
Everyone lean backwards.
If we all lean backwards
on three,
the car will roll back.
- Ready?
- Okay.
One...
(shuddering):
two... three.
(creaking)
- Oh, f***...!
- No!
- Oh!
- Oh, no!
(clunking)
Well, that's the last
of the ass beer.
- Jesus! That's it. Are you okay?
- (groaning)
Are you bleeding? You might
have internal blood injuries.
- I'm all right, I'm all right.
- Here's the problem.
The Fast and the Furious
movies are not realistic.
Where are we?
Sh*t!
HUNTER:
F***.
(grunting)
What are you doing?
I heard that in times
of crisis, parents have
- superhuman strength.
- MITCHELL:
No offense... there'sno scientific way you're gonna
flip that car over.
- I couldn't even do that.
- I couldn't do it, either.
Do not tell me what I can
and can't do.
(Lisa grunting)
Kayla's not answering again.
- Goddamn it.
- We lost 'em, guys.
We are f***ed!
Or maybe not.
What are you doing?
Trying to telepathically
communicate with Kayla.
I'm with the X-Men of parents.
You know what
my secret power is?
I'm super f***ing annoyed
right now,
and I hurt my love handle.
No, no.
Hey.
You guys think my new clothes
go with my fedora?
I'm just kidding.
I know they do.
(Chad chuckles)
(Julie sighs)
AUSTIN:
Hey.
- Have you talked to your mom?
- No.
So, my parents
were just texting me,
and they were having sex,
and your mom showed up
looking for you.
Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
It's... it's okay.
They have sex all the time.
- (cell phone buzzes)
- Oh, my God.
- She... The texts.
- (buzzing continues)
So many texts.
She's mad.
I need to handle this.
Good news.
A Lyft is on its way.
Oh, wait, no, I know this guy.
He sucks.
- (cell phone buzzing)
- Oh, sh*t. It's Julie.
- Be-be cool, be cool, be cool, be cool.
- Okay, be quiet.
- Okay.
- JULIE:
Hey, Mom.I just got all your texts,
and I just want
to let you know
that we're all good.
LISA:
Cool, cool. Okay.
Um, are you at the prom?
Yeah.
Yeah, just nonstop
magical moments.
Ha! You are lying to me.
Where are you right now?
Where are you?
Why are you freaking out?
I'm freaking out
because I know
what you're up to.
And I know that you
and your friends
are planning some kind
of little sex pact or whatever.
- What did you say?
- You heard me.
Because I am your mother
and I know you.
- And I know you better than you know yourself.
- HUNTER:
Yes.And I also know that you're
planning on going to UCLA
and that you're
following Austin.
Yeah. (chuckles)
I... know... everything.
Oh, my God, you know nothing.
Why do you even assume
that it's me following Austin?
Huh? You're not worried
about me, Mom.
You're worried about you.
I am not scared of being alone.
(laughs)
This is not about me.
I have not thought about myself
for the last 18 years.
This is about you.
And as a single mother,
I am trying to stop you
from making
a life-ruining decision.
So I was a...
a life-ruining decision?
No. No, of cour...
No, that is not what I meant.
- No, that is not what I meant.
- You know what, Mom?
I'm not going to UCLA
because of some boy, okay?
I'm going to UCLA
because it's the furthest
I can get from you.
W-Well...
Hello?
Nanaru is on his way.
46 minutes.
Well, so she hates me.
(Mitchell sighs)
She doesn't hate you.
Kayla's ignoring me.
She's bringing it
to a whole new level of spite.
Yeah.
It's a...
that's a new level of pain.
Yeah. I know, I know.
It's just different for me,
because I gave birth to her,
and I just feel very connected.
She was living in my body.
- Kayla grew in me.
- Yeah.
She grew in me. She-she did.
She grew from my balls,
and I shot her into Marcie.
This is the same
for you and me.
Not exactly.
I mean, you have
daily love in your life,
and I'm probably gonna
die alone
and won't be found
for a really long time.
Until one day,
someone will be walking by
with their golden retriever,
and the dog
is just gonna lose its sh*t,
and then they're gonna
call the police,
and then they're gonna come in
and find me draped over the tub
with my feral cats
eating away at my hair.
'Cause cats do that.
The f*** is wrong with you?
That is some dark sh*t.
- You're gonna die alone?
- Oh, oh, oh, oh! My man!
- My man!
- Where the hell did you get that idea?
- You know what?
- Come on!
I call you all the time.
You ever return my calls? No.
Because we're not
really friends, you and me.
We're not friends?
I don't mean it, uh, that...
I-I... you...
You know what you are?
You are like the thing
that pops up on Facebook,
and then it's, like,
this beautiful picture
of your grandma who's dead.
And you're like,
"F*** you, Facebook,
for reminding me of my loss."
That's why you're avoiding me?
Because I remind you of loss?
Yes. I don't want to be
reminded of sweet, young Julie
and our kids
and that beautiful time
- in our lives is over.
- HUNTER:
Oh, God.Boo-f***ing-hoo with you two.
You guys completely ignore me.
- Always.
- Yeah, no sh*t, cheater.
Oh, cheater? That's my...
that's my designation?
That's what I am?
I'm the cheater?
F*** that sh*t.
Did you guys ever once call me
when that went down
and ask me my side
of the story?
You didn't.
I would have
told you the truth.
I would have told you
that Brenda had stopped
talking to me
months before that happened.
You know she hooked up
with her boss
at a company retreat
in Wisconsin?
Do you know she beat me up?
She f***ing beat me up
at a Romano's
f***ing Macaroni Grill!
She f***ing slapped me in front
of the f***ing maitre d'!
- I didn't know that.
- I'm sorry, man.
And I f***ing embarrass myself,
and I embarrass myself
in front of my daughter.
And I-I-I thought, you know,
I should pull back
a little bit,
and then f***ing Frank
showed up,
and he... I pulled back more,
and I thought,
"One day I'm gonna fix it.
One day I'm gonna
f***ing fix it."
And then I thought,
if I gave her
something awesome,
like a great night,
I could get close
with her again.
But I can't.
(sniffs)
'Cause she's gone.
They're just...
(sighs) The kids, they...
they just leave.
Oh, sh*t!
I know how we can find them.
Go to Cathy and Ron's.
Austin's been texting them
all night.
Did you hear anything
I said just now?
- That's a great idea.
- (sighs) F*** it.
It's just good
to say it out loud.
- Let's go flip that car.
- Hell... (screams)
Jesus Christ!
Oh, my f***ing God.
Sh*t.
My car just exploded.
(Lisa sighs)
Nanaru is 26 minutes away.
So that's good.
- (Lisa sighs)
Thanks, Nanaru.
So Austin's parents
aren't gonna
just tell us where they are.
So we need to get Ron's phone,
read the texts
and find our kids.
Okay?
Hunter, it's not gonna be you.
So, Mitchell, it's you.
No. That's breaking
and entering.
That is...
I'm uncomfortable with that.
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