Memoria

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Where have you been?

You're supposed to be home by six o'clock, Ivan.

We talked about it.

Sorry.

...Your hair is all Wet.

You went swimming?

How many times did I tell

you not to go swim in the...

See?

You now getting sick.

So Ivan.

I was thinking that maybe Sunday after church,

you and I go on out there, work on that oar.

Sure.

You say thank you.

Thank you.

I think that it's time we start teaching

you a couple of basic skills

they don't teach in school.

That's what I think.

You excited?

Yes.

Important that ya, that ya work hard.

And ya do all your homework

and do good in school,

all that stuff like that, you understand?

Yes.

See, son.

If you help me fix this up, see,

then when you're old enough,

you can drive it yourself.

So here.

Take this Wrench.

Stand right here.

Gimme both hands.

Put it right on there.

Get in there, now.

Hold on to that.

All right.

Now, turn it.

Turn it!

No!

You turned it the wrong Way.

My real father is from Moscow.

He was a soldier in the Russian army.

My mom says I look a lot like him, which I think

is really cool.

When I was five, he went back to Russia.

And the only thing he left

me was his military jacket.

I wear it all the time.

Boom!

Bang!

I'm going down!

I'm going down!

I'm going down!

Oh!

Not today!

Ivan!

Get in bed!

There are only two or three

things people talk about with me...

My blond hair, my pale skin, and my jacket.

I got all those things from my father.

Hold on.

I forgot my textbooks.

Our table's occupied.

Hurry up.

We're gonna be late for student council.

Dollar fifty.

What's up?

Hey Ivan, Nina.

Hey, Alex.

Hey.

Dude, what happened to your eye?

Nothing, man.

These f***ing a**holes jumped me.

Dude, that's f***ing gnarly.

F*** yeah.

Who did it?

What?

Who did it?

I don't know.

Older guys.

You took it like a p*ssy, huh?

No, man.

You probably would.

Shut up, p*ssy.

Dude, look.

Kelly's DTF, man.

What does that even f***ing mean?

Down to f***, retard.

Shut the f*** up.

Hey, Kelly!

Alex wants to f*** you!

Shut the f*** up, Nina!

She can f***ing hear you.

Why you all nervous all of a sudden?

Yeah.

I'd totally f*** her, dude.

What's wrong with you?

Yeah f***ing right.

You wouldn't even know where to put it in.

Hey, bro.

Let's just invite Kelly to Simon's after.

Going swimming.

Hey.

Hey.

What's up, ladies?

Aren't I, Kelly?

I don't know.

What are you guys doing later?

I don't know.

I got homework.

Why?

You guys wanna come to Simon's and go for a swim?

Simon's not here.

His family's in Cancun.

Exactly.

Come on!

You can come with us.

It's gonna be fun.

I got homework to do too.

You got homework.

We won't stay too late.

All right.

Yeah.

Just come get us when you're ready.

All right.

By the way, you're cute.

You even been to this place?

Neither have you, f***er.

Wanna go?

Wanna go?

Hey.

Hold my board.

Simon's got a f***ing dope pad.

What'd ya think?

It's not that special.

Come on.

You just gotta get used to it.

Guys!

I've got two beers!

They're, like, really bad for you.

Come on.

Take a puff.

Oh my god.

It's 10 o'clock, Ivan.

You're late.

Yeah.

How come?

I don't know.

'Cause.

Hey, f*ggot-

Ivan, you're late.

Seven minutes.

And I'm not giving you extra time for the test.

Ivan.

Shh.

Kelly, you so pretty.

You Kelly.

You're so beautiful.

Ivan?

Ivan, where are you going?

How are ya?

I'm fine.

You want to go hunting with me this Weekend?

OK.

OK.

I'm only gonna tell you this one time.

Do not smoke in my house ever again.

Come on, son!

Stay there.

No, no, no.

Come on.

Come on.

You surprised me.

Hey.

Shoot it.

Ivan.

Shoot the deer.

You're not gonna see your father again.

You know that, right?

Your stories were very good.

I liked them a lot.

At the end, you can pick them

up after class over here.

OK?

Ivan.

Thank you for joining us.

I was beginning to lose hope.

Ivan.

Sit the f*** down, bro.

All right.

You almost made it.

You're good to pick up your stories.

Hey, Ivan.

Hey.

Why are you always late to class?

I mean, you missed the entire class.

I forgot about class.

You forgot.

Maybe you shouldn't smoke so much weed.

Oh.

OK.

Can we talk about your story?

Then the boy with the burned face

took his father's machete, which he

took from a guy he killed in Vietnam,

and began cutting letters in

his chest, all the While looking

into a mirror to make sure

he was precise and slow.

Ivan, do you need to talk about anything?

It's fictional.

Don't, don't worry.

OK.

But you know if you need to

talk about anything, you can...

OK, Mr. Wyckoff.

OK.

Suck dick, ball lickers.

Last night I got some p*ssy

from your buff, brawn sister.

Her p*ssy tasted like malt liquor.

She was running.

And I'm tripping.

All right, scrawny ass.

I got good luck.

Ivan went and f***ed your sister in her butt.

F*** you.

That's one a chick will never do.

Your dick is mini me.

Mine's 7'2".

Uh.

Yeah.

I'm sad for you.

I bring it on like a good one, too.

No.

No?

F***ing quit that sh*t.

Yo.

Are you kidding me'?

You shouldn't even rhyme.

Ivan.

You didn't f***ing rhyme.

What the f***...

I rhyme plenty, dude.

You missed me lay this dude out.

Yo.

How we getting to Santa Cruz, yo?

We'll take my mom's car.

Wait, wait.

You're... you all are

going to Santa Cruz?

Yeah.

What for'?

F***ing party, man.

What do you think?

Dude.

Let me come.

No f***ing way, man.

What?

F*** you.

You said Ivan can come.

Yeah.

Well, there's a list.

It's invite only.

Are you kidding me'?

Bullshit.

I'm not f***ing kidding, man.

F*** you guys.

Plus you're disgusting and ugly.

So no, you can't come.

Are you kidding me'?

Shut up, pizza face.

Hey.

You got pepperoni left on your cheeks.

You're like... you's f***ing.

Hey.

Watch this.

Thanks, dog.

Aw.

Dude.

You're working with some crust there, man.

Do not shake it like that.

Why don't you pick it up for me?

Bull crap.

No way.

Can you pick up my skateboard?

No, dude.

F***ing pick up my f***ing skateboard.

No.

I'm not picking up your skateboard.

Oh.

You wanna play'?

Yeah?

Let's go!

Do you wanna f***ing do this?

Yeah.

I'm gonna bark at you, baby.

Back the f*** up.

You gonna get me?

Yeah!

Whoa'.!

Damn it!

Let me go!

F***!

Let me go!

F*** y'all for picking me up.

I had him!

Ah!

F***!

This is exactly why he's

not coming to Santa Cruz.

I'm leaving!

Hey dude.

What the f***?

That's my f***ing board.

Hey.

Hey.

What's up?

Nothing.

What happened?

Nothing.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

I'm just a little tired.

Do you wanna get high?

Sure.

Yes.

Now class, once you make the primary incision,

fold the skin back so that you can

begin to identify the fetal pig's

vital organs with the pens.

Do we have to touch it with our hands?

Yes.

Get over it.

...Alex, you're f***ing gross.

Oh dude.

You're f***ing gross.

Oh my god.

Ew.

Oh.

You want some of this?

Only if you eat some first.

Alex.

F*** you.

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