Disturbia
- You think he sees us?
- No, he can't see us.
But trust me, he can feel us watching.
Pop? Oh, that's a big one, Pop.
That's a big one here.
Okay.
He showed up.
Ten-two. Come on, kid, you can do it.
He's circling that little alcove
right there.
This is all you, Kale. That's it.
Try to put it right in front of him.
Right in front of him.
See, you're talking to me,
and you're messing me up, Dad.
Okay. Don't spook him.
- Come on. There.
- There we go.
Oh, that was perfect.
Oh, he's taking it.
Look, he's following it.
Easy. Easy.
Dead drift. Dead drift.
- Oh, you gotta be kidding.
- Easy. Easy. Come on, baby, take it.
- Take it, baby.
- Bite, bite, bite!
- He bit, he bit!
- Okay, easy.
- That's it. Tip up. Tip up.
- Okay, okay.
Do I let go? Do I let the line go?
No, don't panic. Just let him take it.
If he wants to take it, let him take it.
- Tip up. That's it.
- He got it. He's biting.
I know. No, he's got it, baby. Come on.
Okay, reel him in slow. Nice and slow.
Hold him.
All right. All right.
- That's all right.
It's okay. You did everything you could.
- This is ridiculous.
- Yeah, no, it's fine.
You did everything you could.
Sometimes they just get away.
Come on, let's take a break.
Come on, it's all right.
If I can't catch a fish,
I don't know what I'm doing out here.
- Beats working, right?
- What?
Hold that. I said, it beats working.
You're a writer. You work from home.
You ain't got it that tough, come on.
- Here you go. You got it?
- Yeah.
You know what?
I really appreciate you bailing
on your friends
to spend some time with your old man.
It's not like you forced me
to be here, Pop.
- No, I know, but I appreciate it.
- I appreciate it.
Anything you want to talk about?
Anything...
- What? What?
- No, it's just...
- Is this that moment? This is that...
- Never mind.
- No, no, this is that father-son...
- No, never...
- No, I'm in.
- Forget I said it.
I got something. Here's something.
You got a keen eye for this.
- You're not gonna tell Mom?
- No, I won't say anything.
No? All right. I'm having a kid.
Yeah. You know,
I got a girl pregnant,
She lives in Reno.
I don't know how I'm gonna get there.
I'll probably have to take Mom's car.
But we're gonna live together.
We're gonna move into a trailer park.
Yeah, her name's Shirley.
She's real great.
- Yeah? She cute?
- Of course.
Yeah. Good. That's all that counts.
Smart-ass. Let's fish.
I'm gonna catch one before you.
Yeah, but I don't mess with you
while you're fishing. That's the deal.
No, Ma, we drained the entire...
Literally every fish that was swimming
in the river is now in the trunk right now.
- You're kidding.
- No, I'm not kidding.
Yeah, are you sure you two aren't
stopping off and buying a fish,
like you did last time?
What?
Are we gonna stop off and buy fish,
like the last time?
No, no. Ma, come on.
We know you're too savvy for that.
Oh, come on, look at this guy.
Oh, come on! Jackass!
- Hey.
- No, no, no. No, not you, Mom.
- I'm sorry.
- Give me the phone.
Hey, babe,
you should have seen him today.
We got enough fish for a week.
- How long do you think you'll be?
- I don't know. About an hour?
Forty-five...
Kale!
Kale!
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Kale, are you okay?
Dad.
Kale!
Dad?
Move it!
Yeah, keep dreaming, perv.
Ronnie!
Seor Brecht?
Kale.
So, Kale,
think you can stay conscious
long enough to tell us
your plans for the three wondrous
summer months ahead?
Do you want me to stand up?
Summer months.
I don't know what you just said.
I didn't read that far in the book.
Did you do the homework or not?
I guess not.
You guess not?
I don't know who you think you are,
or who you think you're dealing with.
You can't give me
a straight answer, fine.
Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't fail you
right now.
No, Kale! No, no, no!
Okay, Mr. Brecht.
You're six months shy of 18.
That means the Assault Two charge
you've pled guilty to carries a maximum
of one year in juvie.
With these priors, you're up to three.
Losing a parent isn't easy,
which is why I'm sentencing you
Mr. Brecht, I just cut you a break.
Don't test me.
Okay, you're all set to go nowhere.
you're in the safe zone,
which covers about
a 100-foot radius from this guy.
You unplug it,
the police come immediately.
He's like a modem.
from Mr. Bracelet
that goes through your phone line
to the monitoring systems downtown.
So they know where you are,
where you've been
and what you're thinking, 25/7.
- What if he accidentally goes beyond...
- Red light flashes.
You got 10 seconds
to get your butt back to green, or else.
Or else what?
And they don't bring blindfolds.
It's tamper-proof and waterproof.
So don't try to stick your foot in a bucket
of water and hop across the line.
It won't work, and you'll look stupid.
Now, here's the instructions.
Here's my card.
Thank you.
Are you all set up to pay
the incarceration fee, Mrs. Brecht?
- No.
- $12. Every day.
I accept all major credit cards.
Great.
My wallet's right over here.
Officer.
- I'm sorry, Mrs. Brecht.
- Thank you, really.
Gutierrez?
Your Spanish teacher,
he's my cousin.
Oh, one more thing. Listen up.
House arrest might sound like a breeze,
but I've seen many a folk get a bit loopy
after too long.
Some after just a day or two.
So find constructive things to do
to keep yourself busy.
Boom! Nice shot.
Okay, get my left flank.
There's two more at the entrance.
Let me jump on the M60.
Cobra's at 3 o'clock.
- Just get your position and hold it.
- Do it now, man!
Just get your position and hold it.
Go down to the bottom entrance.
Okay, here we go.
Here it comes, here it comes.
- Just watch. Here it goes.
- Shoot, now!
- Fired.
- Come on!
Boom! Boom! Got it.
Okay, we got that. We got that.
Now, follow me. Off the ledge.
There's a secret entrance at the bottom.
Hello?
You gotta be kidding me. Hello?
Alan stops by Cheaters to discuss
what's been eating at his conscience.
on the situation that I guess I was in.
Uh-oh.
Here she comes.
Hey! Where you going?
Caught you, bro.
Here. Come around here.
What the... is going on?
- Alan?
- Come on.
Man up, Alan.
- Open the... door.
- Alan?
- What the...
- What the hell you doing?
What the...
Explain what you're doing
with Valerie's cousin?
How the hell... How the...
...Saint Tropez all the way to Cannes.
It was so beautiful. There's nothing
like it, especially from the air.
Parasail with us through the skies
over endless blue water.
Then shop Cabo's maze of streets,
alleyway stores and curios.
Then we'll get adventurous
with the best in water sports.
And, of course, the good stuff,
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