Race the Sun
- PG
- Year:
- 1996
- 100 min
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Hey, Big Island, how's everybody?
Listen up for a surf report.
Kailua Bay, six-foot sets
pumping left...
all the way down the Pu-Pu Beach.
Okay, then, let me see.
What's happening locally?
Want to say hello to my auntie
over at Hilo side. Hi, Auntie.
She's 73 today and sunny,
just like the weather.
That's local news.
- Hey, how's it?
- Bye, Mama.
Hey, brother, how's it?
You want in?
We're running late. Let's go.
Are you kidding?
I don't ride with no haole.
Come on, girl. Catch you up.
Uni, hele on!
Don't be talking to that fat boy.
- Always keep the rod hot.
- Excuse me.
- Excuse me!
- Hold the rod out.
Can you tell me
Hang on, Gilbert.
I'll give you a hand with that.
Yeah, it's over there.
Thank you.
I know what I like!
Good morning.
I'm Ms. Beecher...
and I'll be your teacher.
Okay, Miss Beecher the teacher.
Okay, now, you might
have already heard...
your regular teacher,
Mr. Stenke, quit.
Stinky Stenke! Stinky Stenke!
What might your name be?
Marco Quito, the mosquito.
- Very impressive, Mr. Quito.
- Thank you.
Now remove your cap
and take your seat. Thank you.
We know you love her, Marco.
Just sit down.
Okay, listen. I'm going
to be honest with you, okay?
My training is in English,
not science.
Shucks.
Now, can anybody tell me where
we might be in our science books?
- Molecular transmutation.
- Hey, shut up, fat ass!
Mr. Quito! You apologize.
For what? He knows what he is.
I mean, we all do.
We the lolos, eh,
and we don't bother no books.
That's right. You tell her.
Oh, so nice of you to join us.
A little late.
But you are?
Excuse me, but I believe I said,
"What's your name?"
Eduardo Braz.
Would anybody like to join
Eduardo Braz in detention?
- Sure.
- Yeah.
Now, listen. That's it, okay?
This is my classroom.
And when you are in my classroom,
you're gonna have to cooperate.
That means you pay attention.
And you speak
when you are called upon.
What did I say?
- What is this?
- Just my sketches. Just junk.
Fine. Open your books.
Lolos or not, from now on, you
will be bothering with your books.
Gilbert, we're going to start
with you. What chapter?
- Six.
- Six. Okay, let's go.
If we do have to cut back
on custodial services...
well, we'll all
just have to manage.
Oil change.
Unsuccessful.
No problem.
We were just wrapping up.
All right,
if there's no further business...
- Just one more thing.
- Yes?
The district science fair.
I just realized
that it's this week...
and I was wondering why none
of our students are participating.
Frank, weren't you
helping Stenke with this?
Yeah. We couldn't
drum up any interest.
- That's not true.
- Excuse me?
That's not true. One of my students
was definitely interested.
a little bit more time...
a bit more seriously...
Ah, time, seriously.
That's what I forgot.
You know, maybe you should do it
next year, okay?
If you're still here.
Sandra, look. I think we all
appreciate your enthusiasm...
but I also think
we need to be realistic...
about what we can accomplish
here at Kona-Pali.
But thanks for your comments.
And thank you all.
- Don't ever do that again.
- Pardon me?
You know, just work here a while,
and you'll understand.
Okay, Daniel,
so what the hell is this?
That's an idea I was working on.
What do you think?
- What are these things here?
- Dimples, like on a golf ball.
You have less friction, more speed.
And no sales.
Do you know how much it would
cost me to build a board like this?
- Even if it's buildable.
- It's just an idea, Guy.
Well, you wanna be a designer,
go to college.
You wanna earn five bucks an hour
from me, stick to the patterns.
Patterns are boring, Guy,
and we can do better.
You're a shaper, kid. Shape.
God, I'm, like, sick.
Oh, what a surprise! What time
did you get in last night?
Oh, God, Daniel, get some help.
Don't do that in front of me.
I can't handle school.
Turn this into the office
for me, would you?
So what's "craps"?
Cramps, Daniel, cramps.
God, you can be
so stupid sometimes.
I guess I'm busy.
Come on. Five bucks?
- Buy yourself some sunglasses.
- Ten, then.
Give me a break.
I'm your stepsister.
Now, you see, that's why
I don't give you a break.
If you had said, " Daniel, I'm
your sister," maybe I would have.
Okay, hold it.
You can all leave...
except for Luana, Gilbert,
Oni, Marco, Braz and Daniel.
Stay for just one minute.
Okay, you six are the only ones...
who still haven't come up with
a science project proposal.
Any ideas here?
Brilliant excuses?
Anything?
Well, I'm going to give you
Because tomorrow night...
And I'm requiring
each one of you to attend.
- Yeah!
- Oh, man, Miss Beecher!
You can see
what the other kids are doing...
and hopefully you can get
a few ideas of your own.
See you at the science fair.
Daniel, wait a second.
I think you're gifted, but you might
want to save this for art class.
- See you at the fair.
- Bye.
- How long did it take to do that?
- About an hour, hour and a half.
- Isn't he cute?
- Yeah.
Hey, guys, you made it!
Good. Isn't this great?
- I've had enough. Let's go home.
- No. You just got started.
Do you see anything interesting?
The rats. Look at that.
We're grateful
to the Office of Energy...
for sponsoring this competition.
And tonight we want to thank
one individual...
Mr. Jack Fryman, vice president of
marketing for CelTech Corporation...
for his support
and his generous donation...
in CelTech's state-of-the-art
Zygon solar panels...
which we're using in our car.
And his son Steve
has something for him.
Come on up, Steve.
Dad. Thanks.
Thank you. This is great.
Miss Teach,
why aren't we in this race?
'Cause you ain't no haole,
Cho, that's why.
Aren't a haole.
What's a haole?
It means "not us."
CelTech has arranged for the winner
of Hawaii's inter-island race...
to compete in the
World Solar Challenge in Australia.
So let's win big here,
and then it's on to Australia.
Thank you.
- Can we get some pictures?
- Sure.
Hey, hands off, a**hole.
- I was just admiring it, man.
Yeah, I caught this lolo
fingering our car.
God, the place
is crawling with them.
All right, man.
You made your point, all right?
- I'm sorry I touched your car.
- Hey, don't kiss his preppy ass.
- Come on, Let's kick it!
- Hey, let's not get ugly here.
- It's too late in their case.
- Hey, eat me, slicky boy.
Come on. A lot more exhibits
to see. Let's go. Move it!
That's the problem with these
events. They'll let anybody in.
Ain't all bad, though.
Hey, wahine.
Remember me? Bare-ass Beach?
Or were you too wasted?
Steve, what's going on here?
- This guy just hit me!
- Who?
That one!
Call security and get this
animal out of here!
- Come on, Braz. Let's go.
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