Johnny Kapahala: Back on Board

In case some of you don't

remember, my name is Johnny Kapahala.

I've probably changed a little

since the last time some of you saw me.

A few years ago, I moved

from sunny Hawaii to snowy Vermont.

Traded my surfboard for a snowboard.

But this week,

if I'd have known what was coming,

what a wild ride it would be,

I mighta just stayed on the mountain.

Whoa! Whoa!

No! No! No!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Johnny. Johnny.

- You OK?

- Yup.

Gnarly dream.

- How does it feel to be back in Hawaii?

- Awesome.

- Like we've been away forever.

- Never thought we'd come back

- to see my father get, you know...

- Hitched? Tied down? Hooked up?

How about just "married?"

- Are you OK with this, Dad?

- No. Yeah, I'm good.

It's because we haven't met

Grandpa's squeeze yet, isn't it?

- Her name is Carla.

- No, that's not it.

This is about Carla's son, isn't it?

Well, don't you think

it's just a little strange?

I've always been an only child

and now, what's his name, Chris?

Dad hasn't said two words about him.

I think it's nice that Johnny's

gonna have an uncle.

Dad, this isn't the way

to Grandpa's house.

We're gonna stay

in the city for a couple of days.

Your dad has a business meeting and,

uh, I wanna buy some summer clothes.

OK, well,

how am I supposed to get there?

We arranged a ride

with a friend of ours.

What up?

Sam!

Sam. Ah! What's up, man?

Yeah!

- You gonna be OK, Johnny?

- How's it, bro?

I'm good, man.

Better, now that my boy is here!

- I think he'll be fine.

- You got ugly on me, man.

- See you at Grandpa's.

- You look good, bro.

Thanks, man!

Aloha, sun!

- Aloha, palm trees!

- Yo, yo. Chill, bro.

I mean, I'm the one that's been

in Iceland for four years, remember?

- Yeah.

- I should be the one saying...

Oh, mahalo, Hawaii.

- Hey, hey, hey, eyes front, junior!

- I got it.

Whew! Man, I still can't

believe you live here.

Yeah. I thought it

was a joke when Dad told me

he was transferred here to Hickam.

Whoa, bro, check it out.

- You saw that, right?

- Uh, yeah.

All right, man.

- All right, dog, thanks for this.

- All right, OK.

- Tell your grandpa I said hi.

- You got it.

- All right, man. Push out.

- Later.

Grandpa?

Right on. Surfs up.

What is this?

Whoa! Ah!

Hey!

I told you, this is stupid!

- I don't want to surf!

- Hey!

Hey, Grandpa!

Hey, Pono!

What's up?

Hey, how are you, Pono?

- Nice haircut! Kinda short, huh?

- Yeah.

Whoa!

I never thought I'd see that.

Well, let me tell you, Pono,

there are plenty of changes around here.

- Like you giving surf lessons?

- Ah, only to tourists.

- Why, you need one?

- Who you callin' a tourist?

- Hey, you got a visitor.

- Oh, no, that's not a visitor.

That's my Carla, Pono.

You ready for this?

If you love her, Grandpa,

I know I'll love her.

That's my grandson.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Carla, this is Johnny.

- Nice to meet you.

Oh, give me a hug!

I have heard so much about you!

- Great to meet you.

- It's good to meet you too.

- Should we go inside? I made dinner.

- Yes!

Where's Chris?

I thought he was with you.

Hey, he'll be here. He's hungry.

- Mmm, I smell Huli Huli chicken.

- Your favorite.

I'll have you know it was the first

Hawaiian dish that I learned to make.

Oh, hey, Johnny, um, about your room.

Um, the house that I'm renting down

the beach ended up being really small,

so Chris stays here.

I hope that's OK.

Totally cool.

You know, I can't wait to meet him.

Never had an uncle. He might

not want to hang around with a teenager,

but I've always

related well to adults.

Uh, Johnny...

- What?

- There's, uh...

- No.

- That's my Chris.

Your new uncle.

Hey, Chris.

- This is Johnny.

- Hey.

- This, uh, used to be his room.

- Yup.

Yeah, well, uh, he can have it.

It smells like fish.

Dude, that's just the salt air, or...

it might actually be fish.

I used to bring buckets

of stuff in here.

Mom thought it was gross,

but Grandpa was cool.

Yeah.

Well, Chris had his

first surfing lesson today.

- Yeah, that's right. That was, um...

- Lame.

I was gonna say cool, but, um,

dude, I totally understand.

When I was first learning,

I wiped out constantly.

- Well, Chris is gonna surfjust fine.

- Yeah.

He just needs practice. Right, Chris?

OK.

Oh, unreal, huh?

We don't got waves like this back

in Vermont, I can tell you that much.

- Chris is a real challenge, huh?

- Uh-huh.

Come on, Pono, you can say it.

Look, I'm sure Chris is totally cool

once you get to know him.

Yeah.

Thanks for coming, Pono.

It's the biggest day of my life,

and you being here made it bigger.

I wouldn't miss it for anything.

Oh, Houston on the outside!

- Oh, drop in, drop in.

- Whoa!

Some things never change, eh?

- Pono.

- Hey.

- So we hitting Sunset?

- Ah, nah.

- No time for surf today.

- Rewind.

I heard you just say something

crazy like no time for surfing.

Yeah. Come.

I wanna show you why

Carla and Chris came to Oahu.

- This is why they came to Hawaii?

- Carla's father owned this shop.

When he passed away,

he left it to her.

OK.

And, uh,

I'm going to help her get it going.

Wow.

- You're gonna run a shop?

- Don't look so surprised, Pono.

Ta-da! Whoo-hoo!

So this is where

old surfboards go to die.

- What you think, Pono?

- It's, um...

...um... It's nice.

- Hey.

- Hey!

- The cavalry's here. Hey.

- Hey, Johnny.

- Hey.

So, uh, where's Chris?

I thought he was with you.

Oh, no. He's, uh, across the street

with his, uh, friends.

- OK.

- Yeah.

So, Pono, I got plenty of work

for you to do around here.

Whatever you need, Grandpa.

- Well, um, there's one thing...

- Sure. No problem.

- Thanks, eh.

- I'd love to baby-sit my uncle.

Oh, look, Chrissy.

Here comes the nephew.

Great.

- Hey. How's it, brah?

- Great.

- I'm Johnny.

- Jared.

This is Bo, Spidey and Rooster.

I'm Val.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- That's, um, a dirt-board, right?

- Some people call it a mountain-board.

- Do you ride?

- He surfs.

- Wow, that's so Hawaiian of you.

- You live here, right?

For now, yeah. Tomorrow, who knows?

OK. I get it.

You're all from the Mainland

and you all don't like surfing,

and you all get your matching outfits

at, uh, Dirt Devils, huh?

They bring the dirt

and I supply the devil.

Aw, man.

Look, I'm kiddin', bro.

Hey, come on inside and see

what everyone's been talkin' about.

Sure. Why not?

Oh, this is all state-of-the-art gear.

On this side we got dirt decks,

all-terrain trucks, suspension,

helmets, leathers.

Spidey, do not touch that.

And over here it's all street. You got

your, uh, custom decks, suspension...

Oh, man, out the back,

we do the sickest taping

this side of Carlsbad.

There's nothing but the best

for my crew, huh? Am I right?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, right.

Yeah, this stuff is,

uh, it's pretty sweet.

Yeah, well,

Troy is the godfather of dirt-boarding.

He's gonna help us get sponsors

so we can do a tour.

We can get off this rock

and make the world our dirt pile.

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