(CHEERFUL MUSIC) SONG: # Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh # Trying to make your heart fit like a glove # What it needs is love, love, love # Everybody Everybody wants to love # Everybody, everybody wants to be loved # Ohh-whoa, ohh # Ohh-whoa, ohh # Everybody Everybody wants to love # Everybody, everybody wants to be loved # Ohh-whoa, ohh # Ohh-whoa, ohh... # (SCHOOL BELL RINGS) VOICEOVER: Every year, it's weird going back to school, seeing each other face to face again, but at least I have my best friends, Janice and Emily. We're in slow-mo 'cause that's how all the hot girls always show up. Just kidding. We just wanna look like we don't care, especially in front of the guys. SONG: # Everybody knows the love... # VOICEOVER: And this is me not caring. And that's Janice and Lloyd pretending to be very complicated. And Wen... Well, nobody seems to care about him. Hello! What's happening? VOICEOVER: But when it comes to friendship, and I mean real friendship like with me and Kyle, you can officially care and just be yourself. Oh, and her? We call her the Post-It because she sticks to every guy and pretends that she loves them. Whatever. All I know is I'm sick of all the pretending. The truth is I just wanna have a great year... ..just like last year when I fell in love with Chad. 4-EVER. VOICEOVER: Speaking of forever, that's how long Kyle and I have been friends. I'm here. (LAUGHS) VOICEOVER: I hope it always stays that way. (KIDS CHATTER CHEERFULLY) Anyway, here we are just going with the flow, trying to love, live and laugh out loud, which is nice 'cause my name is Lola, but everyone calls me Lol. Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2016 Dude, I cannot believe she hijacked my Zadig bag. I had to special-order this thing! GIRL: Oh, my God. Your new song is amazing. -You liked it? -That guitar solo is hot. Ladies, ladies, welcome back. Ow! -Wen, don't even try, OK? -Welcome back, welcome back. Hey, you know you want me. Yeah, I want you to leave me alone now. -Oh, I like it. Alone? Tonight? -Yes. Good. I'll see you tonight, alone. Huh! Oh, my God. Oh, my God. He is so gorgeous, it hurts. I can't believe you're taking trig class just for him. So you missed me? Yeah. Did you miss me? Mm-hm. How was the camp counsellor thing? Oh, it was...it was brutal. -You didn't call or text me. -I did. You just, um, didn't get it because there was no reception. Plus, I kind of hooked up with this girl, another counsellor. Yeah, uh, no problem. I just... -It was just a one-time thing. -No, it's cool. You know, I'm happy you said that 'cause I hooked up with somebody too just to try it. I really hope you kept his number. I mean, I'd hate for you to end up all alone. Got it on speed dial. Hey, Lola, you OK? Lola! Hey, Lola, you OK? (HEAVY-HEARTED MUSIC) (BOTH LAUGH AND GIGGLE) Hey, so what happened with volleyball? I got a stomach-ache. GIRL: You'll be the dolphin. What's his name? Lola, is that a Brazilian? Mom! -"Mom" what? -Nothing. It's just... It's my body and I'll take care of it how I want to. No, it's not. And I'm not gonna let you be a porn star. -What's a porn star? -BOTH: Nothing. You haven't done anything with, like, boys? I mean, you would tell me, right? Yes, Mom. I would tell you. I just want to take a nice, relaxing shower and hang out with my family and then here you go, putting me on trial for my grooming choices. I'm not a baby anymore. Hey, and come back and pick up these clothes! I'm not your maid. LOLA: Aren't mothers supposed to have some kind of protective instinct? She has no idea what it's like out there. This was so not a perfect day. (PHONE TRILLS) Oh, my baby. I love you, Mom. I love you too. (GENTLE POP MUSIC) Mom, hurry. Mom, come on. You're making me late. Then wake up earlier. I'm not your chauffeur. I haven't even had my coffee yet. Lola, is that my sweater? Quit stealing my things. Oh, yeah, Mom, you want me to freeze? Depends. Will it make you nicer? Hmm. So here I am, driving you to school, thinking, "This will be great. "We can have some, you know, good conversation. We can, like, connect with one another." But here you are in your bubble. I'm not in that bubble. And I'm right here. I'm right here. ROLLING STONES: # Saw her today at the reception # In her glass was a bleeding man... # -Hey, hey, hey! -What? Here, here. (SONG CONTINUES ON HEADPHONES) Go. (BOTH SING) # You can't always get what you want # Hey, you can't always get what you want # You can't always get what you want # But if you try sometimes You just might find # You just might find you get what you need... # ROLLING STONES: # Oh, yeah # Oh, baby, whoo! # Oh, you can't always get what you want # No, no, baby You can't always get... # And your reason for being late is...? Um... Well, you're gonna laugh. This is as much as I laugh. (BOTH LAUGH) Did you see her face? -Yeah, she totally wants me. -Oh, shut up! So did you make up with Chad? No. I just want you to know that if I were him, I'd never let you go. Yeah, but you're not him. We're friends, but I don't always agree with him. I know. And I kind of want us to stay friends. Me too. -Cool. -Cool. MAN: X-squared + 9x + 14. B = 9, C = 14. Any questions? Pay attention. Let's keep it moving, people. Next equation. Emily, can you solve this? Do you need some help solving this? Uh-huh. OK, well, it's not that complicated. First, to find the range for F we must solve for the inverse of...? F to the negative first power. (MAN CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY) EMILY: # It feels so good # You lying here next to me # Oh, what a groove # You have no idea how it feels # My hands just won't keep still # Ooh! I love you, bab... # ..x + 1 over x - 2. -Yeah? You got that? -Yeah. OK, everybody got that? GIRLS: # I'm gonna love you, love you, love you just a little more, baby... # -Sorry I'm late. -Yeah, yeah, come in. Man, the girls are in heat, huh? -Yeah, you would know. -What? What's your problem? (WOMAN SPEAKS IN FRENCH) (CLASS CHATTERS LOUDLY) WOMAN: Silence, s'il vous plait! That's not funny. You want to go to the principal's office? -What? It's a French baguette. -(KIDS LAUGH) Sorry I'm late. Sorry. (SHOES CLACK) Hey, enough with the feet. Quiet, please. And you, put it away. We do not eat in class. (MOBILE PHONE RINGS) (SPEAKS IN FRENCH) The first one who uses his phone... (MOBILE PHONES RING AND BEEP) Keep it up. I'll cancel the spring break trip to Paris! Um... Oh, thanks. So, um, my mom wanted to know if you do any, like, home tutoring classes. Tutoring for what? For trig, of course. -For your mother? -No, for me. Oh, right, right, right. Sorry. Um, no, no. I'm sorry. I'm already all booked up this semester. Wait. Even on, like, Friday nights? Yeah, even on Friday nights. Well, that's too bad. I guess I'll just... I'll see you around, then? Mm-hm. Yeah, I'll see you in class. OK, I'll see you around. -I'll see you in class. -OK. When I went to talk to him in the class, he got all blushy. -LOLA: Oh God. He got all red when I was talking to him. -He's your teacher. -No, I don't care. -Shut up. -OK, look. Chad's over there. Do you wanna go? -No, it's fine. -Why? LOLA: 'Cause she'd be happy if we left. Why is she always with them? Because she's a Post-It. She sticks to everything. -That outfit? Really? No. -I know. I really like your shirt. Yeah, I like what's under your shirt. Hey! Stop. -LLOYD: What up? -Talk to you for a second? -Go ahead. -Let's go. Sorry. So, um, now that you're giving it up to everybody, I figured maybe I could get some. -Are you serious? -BOY: Whoa! What was all that about? -Classy, bro. -What do you care? LOLA: I hate Chad. I hate every stupid second I spent obsessing over him. What a waste! (MOBILE PHONE RINGS) MAN ON PHONE: So can I come over tonight? WOMAN: No, we can't do this every night. What's the point of being divorced? LOLA: Oh, my God. Dad's totally hooking up with Mom again. Or is it the other way around? Whatever it is, I just can't go through this again. OK, so after Jimmy Carter, it was Ron...? Ronald? Ronald McDonald? You're so stupid. Ethan, please try to be human. OK, so Ronald Reagan. LOLA: I still can't believe the secret guy Mom's dating is Dad. What else is she hiding? What? What's with that look? Nothing. Just looking. OK, so keep going. Ronald Reagan. Shh! Take off your shoes. Why? The kids are sleeping. Yes, but I... The floor creaks. -Shh! -Like a thief in my own home. Ex-home. You think it's a mistake I'm seeing my ex-husband again? Mm-hm. "Mm-hm," yes? "Mm-hm," no? Mm-hm. Could you stop saying, "Mm-hm," and just give me a real answer? -Mm-hm. -Ohh. (RECORDER SCREECHES) Stop it, Ethan! -Jackson! -Stop it! -(RECORDER SCREECHES) -Jackson, shut up! Stop it! Shove it up your ass! -Mom, did you hear that? -Lola, language. -(RECORDER SCREECHES) -Jackson, I'm gonna kill you. -I swear to God... -Mom, Mom, Mom! I am so tired of that! Give it to me. Give it to me. -Mom! -You... Mommy! Mom, Emily won't let me practise. (SIGHS) It's time for dinner. WOMAN: Dinner's on the table. You were supposed to be here half an hour ago. Fine. OK, I'm coming back. -You know your father! -OK, whatever. Sorry, guys. I gotta bail. Bail? Dude, we gotta practise. Come on. I'll make it up next time. I promise. Make it up? We're gonna suck if we don't practise. -Battle of the Bands is coming. -We're not gonna suck. We're putting in the time. It's gonna be fine, OK? Dude, these kids practise every day, alright? They don't have to go home when Mommy calls. -I'll see you later. -(DOOR OPENS) We're so screwed. Come on. Everybody gets a flyer. GIRL: Come check them out. They're incredible. LLOYD: Come out and support us. Semi-finals. Let's go. CHAD: Ladies get in free. Come check us out. No Shampoo. Guys - $10. -Come check them out. -What kind of music? Indie, a little bit of everything. Well, if you're there, I'm there. You're passing out flyers now? Yeah, but apparently it works better if you're pretty. (SCOFFS) Uh, like you would know. Oh, don't be jealous. -Don't worry. -I never do. (BAND SINGS) # I won't let you go # Now you know # I've been crazy for you all this time # I've kept it close # Always hoping # With a heart on fire # A heart on fire # Heart on fire # A heart on fire... # (BOTH CHATTER INAUDIBLY) # I won't let you go # Now you know # I've been crazy for you all this time # I won't let you go # Now you know # I've been crazy for you all this time... # CHAD: I swear, guys, if we don't make it through after that... My God, you're gonna make it through. -You did so good. -You think so? -I know so. -Thanks. BOTH: "I know so." -You really are amazing. -No, you're amazing. HEART BEATS Kyle! You coming? Yeah, yeah. BOY: Guys, come on. (ALL CHATTER EXCITEDLY) -We're gonna rock it next time. -Gonna be even more amazing. Maybe you can play the triangle in our band or something. . Ah, there he is. So where you been? At Chad's, working on our history project. Oh, how did it go? Yeah, really great. It's about the, um, Industrial Revolution. Hon, you want some soup? Thank you. So, hey, Dad, remember that Battle of the Bands thing I told you about? The winners, they get a record deal. It's really more of a showcase, but we might have a spot. Pass me the salt. Did you hear what I said? Yeah. Did you hear what I said? We'll talk about music when your grades are better. Thank you. Lola, I said no. I'm on my way home. I'm at the courthouse. Because I got a ticket. You know what? Enough with this inquisition. -I'm gonna just see you at home. -(CRACK!) Oh! Oh, shit. Really? -Need some help? -Not unless you can fix this. Not exactly my skill set. -Yeah, too bad. -Too bad. -So where are we going? -What? Can't limp home. I doubt you'll find a cab at this time. Well, they kept me in there forever, stupid asshole cops giving me a ticket just because my registration was expired one day. You're not gonna find a cab. Trust me. I'm a very safe driver. OK. -Um... -Need some help? Yeah. (CHUCKLES) Come on. What are you waiting for? But, hey, what about your helmet? The cops will just bust you for anything. Don't worry about it. I think we'll be OK. Have a good one, Detective. You too. Have a good one. -You ready? -Yeah. (UPBEAT MUSIC) -Let me help you with that. It gets stuck sometimes. -OK. Oh, phew. Um, thanks. I'm sorry I insulted your entire profession. It's OK. I'm kind of used to it. Appreciate the rescue. Anytime. Is he hot? (LAUGHS) You're so bad. It doesn't matter because I'm not gonna go out with some random cop. Alright, well, then, one night, quick and dirty. One night. No, 'cause that's really not my style. -With a guy? -No, the quick and dirty. OK, well, you've been divorced for more than a year. It's time to step up, get your game on. Let me tell you, if I was a divorced woman... If you were a divorced woman, what? Nothing. Nothing. -Nothing. -Everything! I'd sleep with a different guy every night, just like you do. Oh, really? Well, I haven't slept with anybody but you. I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about men. Oh, you mean us? You mean us men, the great confederation of bastards? Hey, look who's here. -Mom, Jeremy got a scooter. -Jeremy got a scooter! Jeremy got a scooter? -Yeah. Dad said it was cool. -Surprise! -Yeah, I got the kid a scooter. -Excuse me. We discussed this. I think I should get one too. I could avoid being late for school. -It's not gonna happen. -Why? 'Cause I'm not gonna go and be peeling you up off the sidewalk because you've been splattered... -That's dramatic. -It's not dramatic. -And it's not happening. -Whatever. Where are you going? I've gotta show Jeremy something on the computer. -I know, but I set the table. -We'll come back. Just we're not really interested in the senior conversations. -Thanks, Dad. -WOMAN: What? We're not interested in your teenage conversations. -Senior conversations? -Are you serious? -She's so polite. -I'm dyeing my beard. ON STEREO: # I won't let you go... # -What do you think? -Not bad. Who is it? -It's my friend Kyle. -Ohh! -OK, Mr Kyle. -Shut up. -Does Lola smoke? -Are you crazy? Do you smoke in front of her? Never. What about Jeremy? Don't worry about Jeremy. He hates drugs. (COUGHS) I think I'm going to surfing camp. What about you? I don't know, but my dad's totally doing my mom again. No shit. You cool with that? No, I'm sick of them lying. I know it's never gonna work. I know the feeling. Um, so I need to ask you a favour. Oh, yeah? What do you need? -I need you to sleep with me. -(COUGHS) (ALL LAUGH) Now, women don't just screw, OK? They need, like, an emotional attachment. -Do we? -Though I will say this. No matter how liberated you women think you are, male sexuality and female sexuality - very different. Come on. What's the big deal? It's not like I asked for euthanasia. It's just one little favour. -You've known me forever. -It's not just a little favour. OK? What would you say if I asked you? -Yes. -Oh! Well, I say no, OK? I respect you too much. You guys suck with your stupid respect. -When we don't respect you, we're assholes. When we do, we suck. -Alright, fine. Next subject. Why don't you do it with Mr Kyle? Because he thinks I did it already and if I ask him, he's gonna know that I'm lying and so will Chad. Wow. You women really are nuts. We are not nuts - since Lucy broke up with Rick, she's going out with a ton of guys. Everybody knows that Lucy is a slut. WOMAN: Ohh! She's having the time of her life and I doubt anyone's farting in her bed. Oh! I'm so sorry. You used to love my farts. -I was lying to you. -What about you and Allen? You guys still see each other? You know, just with the kids. Good, because we saw Allen the other day with the biggest bimbo. You should've seen this girl. Remember her, Roman? Just because he was with her doesn't mean he was WITH her. -Darling... -Mn-mn. -It doesn't mean anything, OK? -Oh, shit. Did I just say something dumb? Not at all. Why? -More pie? -Yes, please. -I'd love some. Thanks. -Yes. Shh. (SNORES) (WHISTLES) (WHISTLES AND CLICKS) Hey! Are you seeing someone else? What? You heard me. Do you mean... ..am I sleeping with someone else? Exactly. I... What is wrong with you? So you're not seeing anyone else besides me? I... What? (STAMMERS) I don't know. I thought we were back together. Why are you even asking me this? Are we? # I can see it in your eyes, # I sometimes see you pass outside my door. TEXT MESSAGE DINGS # Hello? TEXT MESSAGE CHIMES # ...you're looking for? # I can see it in your eyes, # I can see it in your smile. TEXT MESSAGE DINGS # You're all I've ever wanted, # and my arms are open wide. TEXT MESSAGE CHIMES # Cos you know just what to say, # and you know just what to do. # And I want to tell you so much # I love you. # (SCHOOL BELL RINGS) I hate her. Look at her. Even her underwear is Skankville. -Totally. -(CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY) -I wish I had her ass, though. -Oh, come on. That ass is a full-time job for her. You know, no matter if I work out and I do anything, my ass is always gonna be flat. Em, are those Care Bears on your undies? Shut up! It's all my mom will buy. What am I supposed to do about it? Mom got a ton of stuff from Victoria's Secret. It doesn't fit. She's not gonna return it. -You want it? -Uh, yeah! Yeah, no, I need something that Colin's gonna like. -Who's Colin? -Mr Ross, the trig teacher. -Are you kidding me? -Nope. -Don't worry about it. -You're sick. -Double. Double. Double. -You're sick. BOTH: You're sick! -GIRL: Heads up! -BOY: Whoo! Emily, Emily, free me. Come on. I love you. -OK, go bother somebody else. -Give me some love. Come on! -Hey! Watch it! -I was going for the ball. -(SNICKERS) -It's not funny. Why are you laughing? It's always funny when someone falls. -Can we play? Come on. -Walk away. Ignore him. He's a jerk. -Stop following me. -You wish. -Skank-ass ho. -Stop calling me that! -Lola! Back it up! -Stop calling me that! -I'm so scared! -Stop, stop! Hey, come on. Leave it. Wow. You're pretty hot when you're mad. -Screw you! -Lola, walk away! Just get out of here. Leave it. Come on. Calm down. No, no, no! -Stop! -Come on, come on. I can't believe I ever dated you! -Get a grip, dude. -Kyle the hero. -Look, it's not my fault. He won't quit harassing me. -You wish. Now you guys are harassing me. Please don't call my mom. -Give me your phone. -No, Mom. Please, you can't. Yes, I can. Bad grades are one thing. This is unacceptable. Mom, I swear it's not my fault. -Whose fault is it, then? -I don't wanna talk about it. You don't want to talk about it? Then give me your phone. I don't have it. It's at Janice's. It's at Janice's! Mom... -(MOBILE PHONE TRILLS) -No, Mom! That's not fair! -Wanna know what's not fair? Being called out of a client meeting because you started a fight in school. -It's not my fault! -You know what? That whole Friday night get-together deal is off. Chad called me a ho, OK? What? You want me to let it go and say "thank you"? -Your Chad? -He's not my Chad anymore, Mom. Why did he call you that? God, do you have to know everything? Yeah, I do if you want your phone back. -That's blackmail, Mom. -I know. -Stop! -And look here. You're getting a text from Emily. She says, "Hey." Mom, stop! Chad slept with somebody else so to pretend I was OK with it I said I did too, OK? -Did you? -No. Is that all you care about - if I had sex or not? No, that is not all that I care about. I don't want you making stupid mistakes out of spite. Baby, I care about YOU. I know. I'm sorry, Mom. Why didn't you talk to me? -I love you, Mom. -I love you, baby. Can I have my phone back now? -And have my party on Friday? -(SIGHS) -Two friends. -Six. -Four. -Deal. (GENTLE MUSIC) (MUSIC LIFTS) SONG: # I walked across # an empty land # I knew the pathway like the back of my hand # I felt the earth # beneath my feet # Sat by the river and it made me complete # Oh, simple thing, # where have you gone? # I'm getting old and I need something to rely on # So tell me when you're gonna let me in # I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin # I came across # a fallen tree # I felt the branches of it looking at me # Is this the place # we used to love? # Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? # Oh, simple thing, # where have you gone? # I'm getting old and I need something to rely on # So tell me when you're gonna let me in... # LOLA: I can't love him, but I do. I feel so real with him. If he figures it out, it will totally ruin our friendship. OK, I'm just gonna have to hide it. # So why don't we go # somewhere only we know? # Somewhere only we know? # Somewhere only we know? # Hey, Lol, maybe we should, um, you know... I don't want Chad to get the wrong idea. -He's so jealous. -I don't blame him. Well, I'm flattered you still want to hang out with me. I...I love hanging out with you. -Go. -OK, I'll see you later. -See you later. Wait. Where did you say you were going? It's just a spa weekend with the girls. -What girls? -Actually, you don't know them. You have friends that I don't know? Like who? So...wait. Why aren't Emma and Ethan going with Dad? Because he's going out of town this weekend. -So, Mom? -Yes, dear. -You've got this covered? -Yes, dear. -She gets to have 3 friends. -Only 3. I mean it. -And pizza. -Only pizza. That's it. -I kind of want Chinese. -Don't let them sweet-talk you. -They are ruthless. -Me? Really? What a surprise. Chinese it is. -OK, here you go. -Here's your bag. (CHUCKLES) Are you guys trying to get rid of me? -No. -Yes. -'Bye. -Bye-bye. -Love you, Mom. -Love you. -Party time! -No way. Three friends. -Come on. -Maybe five. Just five. When she says three, she means, like, 30. -No, she doesn't. -Come on. Be cool. That's as cool as I get. (BOTH CHATTER AND LAUGH) You knew she was gonna go spend the weekend with Dad. Yes, it's so romantic. They're sneaking around like teenagers. Unfortunately, teenagers aren't like that anymore. Oh, sweetie. Oh, they're so cute. I guess so. (UPBEAT POP MUSIC) Yee-ha! -So do you play basketball? -Yeah, I play a lot. -How tall are you? -I'm about 6'2". Excuse me, ma'am. Would you like something to drink? Thank you, honey. I'll have a Coke with a little Scotch. Actually, make that a Scotch with a little Coke. Not so much! This will help her sleep and we'll party all night. -I'm gonna go to hell. -You're such a chicken. -Here's your drink. -Thanks, sweetie. -So, how is it? -It's good. Thank you for making me a drink. Then she never called me back. Whoa. I see you. Where you going? -I'll call you later, alright? -GIRL: See you, Wen. Wen? Wen, is that your T-shirt? Uh, I don't know. OK, shut up. -Uh, but is it, like, vintage? -Is it vintage? -Is it new? -I don't know. Are there a lot? Did you borrow it from somebody else? -No, no, it's neither. -Oh, dear God. OK, um, I'm just... -OK, I'm gonna go. -Are you alright? (FUNKY UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS) (PEOPLE CHATTER AND LAUGH) (CHUCKLES) Ohh... -I really want to kiss you. -Me too. Let's party! Yeah! SONG: # Take it from me I don't want to be mummified # Sometimes I feel so isolated I wanna die # And I'll take it from me if you got it every time # So, baby, bring your body here next to mine # Next to mine # The big, big bang The reason I'm alive # When all the stars collide in this universe inside # The big, big bang # The big, big bang The big, big bang # Big, big, big bang # Whoa, baby # Whoa, baby # Whoa, baby # Whoa, baby. # (BOTH LAUGH) LOLA: Friendship is not that easy to turn into love. The good news - we laughed a lot and I just think we both weren't ready. But still, it was a perfect night. The bad news - Mom left Dad again and she came home a little bit earlier than I expected. # Whoa, baby, hit me big! Whoa, baby! # Lola! Honey, I'll help you with the garbage. Thanks, Mom. You've done enough. Hey, Mom. What first - joints or condoms? -It wasn't me. -That's not funny, Mom. -I can explain. -I would love you to explain. -I know that this looks bad. -It looks REALLY bad! I had no idea these people were coming. I just had my friends. People from school showed up. I don't know how this happened. -How could you let this happen? -Honey, I just don't know. I can't seem to hold my drinks like I used to. And what about this? I...I wasn't smoking. I don't smoke. Mom! If I catch you with this again, I'm shipping you off to your dad's. -Got it? -That would be a dream, huh? And don't worry - I'll see you there in the morning. Your Paris trip is off! And you're gonna come back and clean this mess! # Everybody . LOLA: I can't believe I screwed things up this bad. Why can't I rewind in real life? What a mess. Lloyd, get your lazy ass over here so we can rehearse, man. Call me back. He's not even picking up. So how was the party? Yeah, it was...OK. Do anything fun? Well, you know, the grandma was there and... So...yeah. Why is Lola vacuuming, Mom? Ask her. (INDIE MUSIC PLAYS) SONG: # Slow down You are out of control # One of us is right One of us is wrong # And I know that you're not coming home # There's nowhere to park after it gets dark, yeah # Can't tell what I want when you sing # So keep it to yourself I haven't missed anything # You are my voice, my microphone # You are my voice so take me on # You are my voice... # -Anne. -What do you want? I'd love for us to stop fighting over nothing. Nothing? You call sleeping with random sluts nothing? -Anne... -I...I can't do this. You are the best thing in my life and you're also the worst. Anne, I swear I never slept with... Stop swearing. And more importantly, stop lying to me, all of you. I think we just need to stick to being what we're meant to be. -Which is? -Parents to our kids. -I gotta go. -Anne, please don't... (PHONE BEEPS) (KIDS CHATTER NOISILY) Wow. Your sister is hot. Hi, I'm Chad. She's not my sister. -Actually, I'm her stepmother. -And she's my wife, pal. (BOYS LAUGH) Settle down, please. Quiet, please! Quiet! Welcome, parents and students. Oh, hello! -Oh, my gosh. He's so cute. -Check him out. ..a detective from the Narcotics Division of the Chicago Police Department. He's here to talk to you today so, please, give him your undivided attention. He's got my attention. -Shh! -What? Settle down. Please, please, be quiet. I'm sure you all have something better to do than sit here and listen to some guy who thinks he's cool and educational. -ALL: Yeah! -I hear you, I hear you. But there's some facts I need to arm you with. I have a picture that shows the detrimental effects of long-term drug abuse. -Take a look. -(LAUGHTER) (APPLAUSE AND CHEERING) Now that I have your attention, I want to show you the real effects of THC on the brain. THC is the agent in pot that causes the high in so-called soft drugs. If you look at this image it's pretty clear it's not so soft anymore, is it? Symptoms of cannabis can range from paranoia to panic attacks to symptoms of schizophrenia. That was a very good talk. -I know. -I hope some of that sticks. OK, why are you running? Because there's someone I'd like to avoid. -There's Janice. I gotta go. -No, no. -We need to get going. -Hey. -Oh, hey. -How you doing? -How are you? -Good. How is the heel? The heel is, um, fine. Once is coincidence. Twice, I'm gonna have to call that fate. Is that what you call it? -Does she know him? -Oh, God, I hope not. I think he's gonna handcuff your mom to your bed. Shut up, shut up! Don't say that. Eugh. -Are you coming tonight? -I'll try, but I'm grounded. -(BOTH CHATTER INDISTINCTLY) -JANICE: Look, look, look. She's up to no good. I told you. She's disgusting. I don't get it. You know, that was so great, the, uh...the talk in there. -I... -I'm gonna buy you a drink. Um, I... It wasn't a question. I'm telling you I'm gonna buy you a drink. (STAMMERS AND LAUGHS) Mom. Can I go to Janice's house just to do homework? -Lola, this is... -James. -My daughter Lola. -Mom, can I go? No, you have to do your homework at home. -This isn't fair. -What was that? Nothing. Love you, Mom. I'll see you at home. She... Charming. You ready for a drink? I thought it wasn't a question. It's not. -OK, this... Alright. -Yeah. -Have you seen Kyle? -GIRL: He's in the bathroom. (MOANING AND PANTING) Hey. (BOY AND GIRL MOAN AND PANT) So how was it? -It was awesome. -You're disgusting. -Was it good? -What do you mean? Come on. Don't lie to me. Just own up to it. -Hey, Lol. What's going on? What did you tell her? -Nothing. It's not my fault your little groupie can't take a joke. Hey, Lol, wait up! Hey, Lola, stop. Please. BOY: Shh. Come on. Shh! -GIRL: I need to go. -I knew that. Come here. -OK, Wen. Stop it, OK? What just happened never happened. Got it? -You're funny. -No, I'm serious, OK? Take this. Wait five minutes. I'm not kidding. -I'm not kidding. Wait. -What happened? What did I do? (CHUCKLES) Get it! Yeah! -Hey, Lola, wait up! -Leave me alone. What did Ashley say to you? What did she say to you? -Kyle, don't play dumb. -No, seriously. What's wrong? Come on. -Don't act like you don't know. -Hey, what's your deal? My deal is that everybody knows she does guys in the bathroom. Wait. What? You think Ashley and I...in the bathroom? Well, at least you can get it on with someone. Congratulations. Wow. I guess we're done. (PUNCHES LOCKER) -WOMAN: Lola? -(CRIES) Lola? Sweetie, what is it? What's wrong? Nothing. Come on. Have something to eat. It's good to eat when you're sad. What would you like? What would taste good? -Nothing right now. -Aww. You're not going to turn anorexic now, are you? Not from skipping one meal. (CHUCKLES) No, I saw something on TV. It goes pretty fast. -It's not what it is. -I know. Nobody's worth your tears, baby. I'm gonna get you some soup. OK. I love you. (SOBS) (SINGS) # ..was ever better # Today I break my promises # To stay out of the emptiness # Today let's make our promises # For tomorrow... # (SONG CONTINUES ON HEADPHONES) No, I saw him. He was in there with the Post-It. -When? -After that drug assembly thing. OK, are you absolutely positive it was them? Yes! Yes. I saw that stupid bag. No offence. Oh, no, it's fine. Hey, girl! High-five it. Girl, I see you. -Um... -Here they are. (MUTTERS) Shit. LOLA: What's wrong with me? Do I have a sign on my head that says 'Cheat on me'? I mean, no surprise from Ashley, but Kyle? And since bad things come in threes... You know what this report smells like? -What? -(CHUCKLES) No more music. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas to you too. SONG: # I am starting to sense your location. # You are somewhere in the attic Looking something close to tragic, # knitting T-shirts, and your mattress # I'm floating up the stairwell, with my toes grazing the cedar... # The most important thing is that you're pretty. You'll get a rich husband. Great. Last year, you were on the honour roll. Mom, it's only one B. That's exactly my point. B in math, C in history, D in biology? Lola, what are you thinking? LOLA: I'm not thinking anything, Mom, because I don't care about the population of China or the division of cells. The only thing I care about, the only thing that hurts is Kyle and the Post-It and how I want to hurt them as much as they hurt me. So who's the guy we're supposed to make jealous? The emo one next to the slut. -Oh, nice hair. What a dork. -Come on. He's not that bad. Now shut up and make it look sexy. OK. (ALL CHATTER CHEERFULLY) -Hey, who is that guy? -Huh? -Who's that guy? -Jeremy. He's cool. Why? Nothing. I mean, who drives a stupid red Vespa in the middle of winter? -Why do you care? -Yeah, why do you care? I don't care. Come on. Let's go. She defriended me? PLAYS ON COMPUTER: # I won't let you go # Now you know # I've been crazy for you all this time # I've kept it close # Always hoping # With a heart on fire... # KYLE: Thank you. -So how's Jeremy? -How's Ashley? You know I'm not seeing Ashley. Can we talk? -OK. -No, in private. -At your house at 7:00? -OK. Oh, OK. -(GIRLS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY) -Come on. Come here. -Who is it? -It's Ashley. Why did you call her over, man? -ASHLEY: Hey, boys. -KYLE: Seriously. Hey. EMILY: Oh, God. She just always shows up everywhere. She's like a bad dream. You just can't wake up from it. Jesus. MAN: I deal with kids every day. I know the difference between a kid in trouble and a kid testing the limits and she sounds...really normal. -Don't feel guilty. -With kids, it's always guilt. If I'm too lenient, I'm guilty. If I yell, it's even worse. Then it's like I'm a cop in my own home. That must be awful. Oh, I keep insulting your profession. (LAUGHS) The thing is I'm the one who's always saying a woman should have the same rights and should be able to enjoy sex the same way a man does. -I couldn't agree more. -(LAUGHS) You know what I mean. -I know what you mean. -But it's my little girl. And now that she's starting to live life as a liberated woman, I just don't know if I feel the same. And I don't even know what to do about Paris. I am so confused. I don't even know what to believe. It's a school trip. You should let her go to Paris. Are you saying this to reassure me or is that what you really think? I think you think too much. Hey, Lol, it's me. I'll be there in 10 minutes. OK. Where do you think you're going? To Chad's. Excuse me. Are you that stupid that you bring pot into my house? -Oh, please. -"Oh, please"? Did you say, "Oh, please"? How about, "Oh, please, wave goodbye to all this because next year it's military school"? -Oh, you think that's funny? -Get your hands off my guitar! -It's my guitar! -Dad, no! What are you doing? Are you crazy?! No more phone! No more computer! Hey, Kyle. It's Lola. Remember me? Whatever. I've been waiting here for an hour. I'm not an idiot. Don't ever talk to me again, OK? (LAUGHS) Thank you for listening to my meltdown. It really helped. -It's all part of the job, ma'am. -It was really nice. -It was nice. What are you doing here? Allen, James. Allen's the father of my children. Well, Lola, she forgot her books in my... I signed the little permission slip for Paris. We needed to talk about that. Should we talk about this now? -Allen. -That's a nice dress. 'Night. (SIGHS) Um... -You OK? -Yeah. I guess I should let you feel guilty in peace. -Sorry. -It's OK. -Goodnight. -Goodnight. (SIGHS) . (WHISTLES CHEERFULLY) Ooh, yummy. -Oh, my gosh! -Oh, God. You OK? -Oh, hey. -Oh, Mr Ross. I didn't see you there. I'm sorry. How are you? Good, good. Just...just grocery shopping. Yeah, me too. Wow. Healthy. Do you cook a lot? Yeah, I love to cook. I love to cook. I cook all the time. Whoa. Emily, did you find the milk? No, it's not that way. But this is my trig teacher, Mr Ross. -How you doing? -This is my mom. -Hello. -And my brother. Hey. Oh, I'm sorry about the home tutoring thing. I was already all booked up this semester. -Home tutoring for Emily? -Yeah. No. No, no, sorry. My fault. I must have gotten her mixed up with some other student. Teachers should keep their minds sharp, shouldn't they? -Come on. Emily. -Yeah, no... OK. -Nice meeting you. -Uh-huh. Since when do teachers look like that? Yeah, right? He does his own grocery shopping, which means he's totally single. LOLA: So? You're not gonna be sleeping with your teacher. -Yeah, says who? -(SCOFFS) Is something wrong with you? You seem kind of... I just can't quit thinking about Kyle and Ashley. -(CHUCKLES) -(SIGHS) -Lola, it was me, OK? -It was you, what? It wasn't the Post-It and it wasn't Kyle. It was me in the boys' bathroom. You didn't see her purse. You saw mine. -Wait. You...you and Kyle? -No! I want to tell you who, but I can't. Believe me. Well, it was just a one-time thing. I wanted to just get it over with so I would be ready for Mr Ross when he was ready, you know? -Oh, my God. Are you serious? -I wanted to tell you. But then you did the whole, like, "Who does it in the boys' bathroom? She's a ho!" Me and Kyle broke up because of this. -I'm really sorry. -I cannot believe you did that. I can't talk to you right now. I'm sorry. OK. (DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS) Wow. You're back early for a change. Wow. Look at you doing homework for a change. Answer me! (KNOCK AT DOOR) So, um, about this trip to Paris... Yes. Are all your friends going? Yes. And if I were to let you go, would you promise... Oh, my God. I promise. I will be so good, Mom. Please, please, please, please, Mom. Please, please. -Is that a yes? -Mm-hm. -Yes, yes! Thank you so much! -Oh! Mom, it's not the jungle. It's Paris. This is what I gave you last time for cramps. Should I write 'Cramps' on it? Think you'll remember? -I have a brain. -Oh, good for you, angel. -I'm gonna go pack. -Good for you. -I found it, sweetie. -Oh, nice. Oh, right, conservative. -What is this? An eye patch? -No, it's Lola's. She left it when she spent the night. I have to give it back. Really? How many nights did she spend here? 80? Do you think I'm stupid? -No, I don't think... -You haven't even left yet! If I find any more of these you're not going anywhere! These are for bad girls with bad grades and no futures! This is garbage! Garbage! (MUTTERS) You promise you're gonna be careful, right? Why do you keep asking me that? I really don't feel comfortable with you staying with a family I don't know. Mom, they're French. They're probably stricter than you. OK, so I have a little something for you just to add to your collection. I love it. Thank you so much. It's so cute. Thank you, Mom. -You're welcome. -I love you. -Let me put it on. -Yeah. It's so cute. You promise, right, to be careful? -I promise! Stop asking! -OK. -No, no. Uh, uh. -What? -No. No. -Mom! -I don't have any warm sweaters. -You have a ton. They're all scratchy. This one's soft. Well, six-ply cashmere, it better be. -Mom, please. Please, Mommy. -No, no, no. I'm gonna be cold and when I wear it, I'll think of you and how much you love me and how much I love and miss you. Please. It's my favourite. You are such a pain in the ass! Unbelievable. -Do not stretch this out. -I won't. (INDIE SONG PLAYS ON HEADPHONES) I'm gonna get some water. Do you want some? I'm good. Thank you. Are we cool, Lols? Yeah, we're cool. I can just go talk to him right now, OK? It's fine. Alright. I'm gonna go get some water. Hey, what's the matter? She's still mad at me. I'm getting water. SONG: # I came across # a fallen tree # I felt the branches of it looking at me... # Hey. # Is this the place # we used to love? # Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? # Oh, tell me when # you're gonna let me in # I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin # And if you have a minute # Why don't we go # To talk about it somewhere only we know? # (PEOPLE CHATTER IN FRENCH) MAN: Mrs Chandler, where are we? This is terrible. Descendez, s'il vous plat! Come on. We're here. There are your families. ALL: Bonjour! Come on. Get down quickly, girls. OK, where is the Eiffel Tower? (SHEEP BLEAT) -Oh, my God. -Is that sheep? BOY: Mrs Chandler, can I go home? When you said we were going to Paris, what did you mean? We're only 20 minutes away, OK? Coo-coo! WOMAN: This is a way to say hello. It's a French hello. What's up? Dude, I've seen this horror film. It does not end well. -We gotta get out of here. -Don't discriminate, bro. Discriminate? Are you kidding me? You don't say that to me. -GIRL: Coo-coo! -LLOYD: Oh, my God. I need a hotel NOW. (WOMAN SPEAKS IN FRENCH) -Uh, the rouge. -The blanc. -The rouge? -The blanc...blanc... (LAUGHS) -Thanks. -Yes. BOTH: Cheers. (DVORK'S 'AVE MARIA' BY PLAYS) Uh, excusez-moi, madame? -Hello. -(ANSWERS IN FRENCH) Oh, great. Oh! Oh, bonjour. (WOMAN SPEAKS IN FRENCH) I miss you too. -(SPEAKS IN FRENCH) -It's nice here. Welcome to the psych ward. Um, OK, Mom, I gotta go. My battery's about to die. I gotta find an adapter, OK? They don't have one. This family is so weird. -Love you. -OK, 'bye. -She said her family is weird. I knew I shouldn't let her go. -Why are they weird? They're not weird. They're French. How could I forget to send her with an adapter? Well, you've given her life. That's enough. -You know what? I have to go. -Where are you going? You know what? Do you guys have homework? -Yeah. -Yeah, I thought so. Let's get on it. So do you like him? -Who? -"Who"? Starsky. Would you not call him that? And I haven't even thought about it. -Oh! Don't bullshit me, dear. -I haven't. Really. I just hate it when everyone acts like your life is over if you don't have a man. There's nothing wrong with getting back on the horse. So where is he taking you? Mom, would you quit asking me questions? You don't have to know everything. -How do I look? -You look adorable. Now, don't forget to take a sweater and other things to protect yourself. -Oh, Mom! -I mean it. She's like Mom with Lola. Hey, come on! What about that homework? Let's get on it. Chop, chop, chop! Have fun. . (SIGHS) That thing is so creepy. Oh, my God. It is so cold in here. I know. What? French people don't have heat? No, it's just these creepy Joan of Arc fans. Why? Because she was burned at the stake! Duh! Lola, why are you still mad at me? I would never do what you did to me. But you don't really even know what happened. If you knew, you would not be upset. 'Cause you won't tell me! (SIGHS) OK, but if I tell you, do you promise you won't tell anybody and won't laugh at me? I promise. -You swear? -Swear! Come on. OK. -What? -Oh, God! Oh, my God. -Come on. Tell me. -I can't. It was Wen. -Sh...! Oh, my God! -You said you wouldn't laugh! You said you wouldn't laugh! OK, I get why you lied. -I had to do it. -(WOMAN YELLS) BOTH: Shh! -(THUD) -Ow, ow! (FRENCH VERSION OF 'ALRIGHT' BY SUPERGRASS PLAYS) (MUSIC CONTINUES) . . (ALL CHATTER AND LAUGH) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (ALL LAUGH) So, James, what do you do for a living? -I'm a cop. -(COUGHS) -Narcotics. -Take that. (LAUGHS) Just breathe. Take it easy. I only smoke because of my sciatica. -Sciatica? -He's so full of it. -No, I'm not. -No, sweetheart, it's OK. -He's a cop! -(ALL LAUGH) (WOMAN SPEAKS IN FRENCH) Mm. Oui! GIRL: Shh! Shh! Stop! (METAL CLANGS) (WOMAN CALLS OUT IN FRENCH) No, no, no, no! Shh. OK. (KNOCK AT DOOR) HIGH-PITCHED VOICE: Yes, yes! -Oui, oui. Mm-hm. -OK. Lola? Lola? Oh, my God! (LAUGHS) -My cherie! -You're a genius. Nice muscles. (ASKS QUESTION IN FRENCH) -Yeah, oui, oui. -(WOMAN CONTINUES CHATTERING) Bonjour. Aww! (SPEAKS IN FRENCH) (KYLE SPEAKS IN BROKEN FRENCH) -Oui, oui. -Merci, Lily. (SPEAKS IN FRENCH) Uh, we're gonna go to bed. -Thanks, man. You're great. -Screw you. This is the second time. KYLE: Bonsoir. (BOTH GIGGLE) Deaf-mute? Why is it so complicated in Chicago? I don't know. It's not complicated here. -Hey, Lol. -Yeah? Can you do me a favour? Can you keep my guitar back in Chicago? You're the only person I can trust. Sure. -I gotta tell you something. -What? It's actually my first time. (COVER OF 'EVERYBODY'S GOT TO LEARN SOMETIME' BY THE KORGIS) (SONG CONTINUES) Oui. (SONG CONTINUES) (ALL CHATTER EXCITEDLY) LOLA: It's so good to love someone so much it hurts. I don't know how people survive this. Honestly, I don't. Hmm. (KNOCK AT DOOR) -Hey. -Hey, what's up? How did it go? I want the scoop. -What scoop? -On Paris. Oh, it was...it was cool. -OK, well, what did you do? -School stuff. Like, the Eiffel Tower, which is beautiful, and learned some French. It was nothing special. What about you? -Me? -Yeah, what did you do? Really nothing, um... nothing special. Hmph. EMILY: OK, are you scared? If he kisses you on the lips, it means he's cool being your boyfriend. If not, forget it. EMILY: Hey. Whoa. WEN: Whoa-oh! What are you doing? -No, let's go. -Alright. -OK, yeah. OK. - I love you. -No. Come on. -Ow! CHAD: Is your old man gonna let you play the gig? -Do we have to tunnel you out? -Are you kidding? There's no way I'll let Dad ruin our chance at getting signed. This is huge, right? It's, like, the biggest chance we have, dude. Maybe your parents could adopt me. Yeah, then my brother could be hooking up with my ex-girlfriend in my own house. Look, man, about that, you just gotta get over it. It's cool. Look, just keep it real with me and we'll be cool. I mean, we're like brothers, right? -KYLE: Eugh! (GAGS) -This is so awesome. You're a sociopath. OK, no, I'm not doing this. How many pigs had to die for this class? Where's PETA? What do you think they test all your ho make-up on? Stop calling every girl a ho. It's getting old, OK? Yeah, whatever, ho. -Thank you. -You're welcome. Yeah, it comes from the heart. -Oh, my God. Oh, my God. -That is so gross! -Oh, my God! -No, stop! (BOTH SHRIEK) Are you kidding me with this room right now, Lola? It is a pigsty! Will you get out of my stuff? You'll never find anything. If I can't find my sweater, you lose your computer for a month. Alright. Love you, Mom. Love you, Mom. LOLA'S VOICE: Emily's lie totally worked and I finally got to have sex with Kyle... (VOICE ECHOES) ..sex with Kyle... SONG: # The big, big bang The reason I'm alive # When all the stars collide in this universe inside # The big, big bang # Hit the big, big, big bang. Whoa, baby # Whoa, baby # Whoa, baby. # This is the worst thing you can do to your child, isn't it, to betray their secrets? God, I feel terrible. So tell her. -What? -All of it. That you found her diary, you know everything. Tell her. But she would never forgive me. -Uh-huh. -(GROANS) Ohh! . (PEOPLE CHATTER QUIETLY) -Hello. -Mm, mm... So...you wanted to talk. I'm listening. Yes, I want to talk about Lola. -Did you order? -Mm-hm. -No, no. Don't you start. -What? I have a therapist who says, "Mm-hm." It drives me crazy. Mm-hm. Mm, did you tell her how you're doing someone? I am not doing anyone! Oh, I'm sorry. Yes, you're right. It's men who DO sluts. You women are always making love to incredible gentlemen. Just stop it. This is really not the time. This is a great time for me. But, oh, I forgot I'm speaking with Miss Moral High Ground. Oh... Lola's doing drugs. She's smoking pot. She's a mess right now. Well... ..you are her role model. Yeah, when she hears about your new sex life I can't wait for that. Hey. You're an idiot. An absolute idiot. Hey, hey, hey. (POP MUSIC PLAYS ON CAR STEREO) LOLA: I'll see you later. (HONKS HORN) Come on. Let's go! -I gotta go. OK, 'bye. -Now! We're gonna be late. -Hello, Anne. -Hi. -Uh, OK. -Love you. That was cold. I'm not crazy about you hanging out with that girl. That girl is my best friend. I'll hang out with her if I want to. It's my life. -What? -It's my life. You're my daughter, my responsibility. Until you turn 18, there's a few things I won't tolerate. -Really, like what? -Like messing up your life. I'm not messing up my life. Smoking pot, drinking alcohol, sleeping around? -What do you call that? -Where did you get that? I read your diary, OK? -What?! What?! -It was an accident. I was looking for my sweater, it fell out... It was not an accident! It did not fall! It was hidden! At least now we're on the same page. Yeah, you're a liar! Are you kidding? You had no right to do that. That is my private stuff. God, you're a bitch! Lola! Lola! Lola. -Lola? Open the door. -This house needs a man. -What about me? -Oh, sweetie. We just need to talk. -Where are you going? -To Dad's. Do you mind? Not at all. I'll even be happy to drive you. No! I got it. 'Bye. Come here. My baby. I know. I know, sweetheart. It'll be OK. She'll come back. -I was never that bad, was I? -Well, sometimes you were. Alright, uh, I'm putting garlic in the sauce. Eugh. No. Ooh, yes! -WOMAN: Emily, it's dinner! -I'm coming! MAN: Is the image of the J-F-K triangle by translation of vector I-D the E-A-F triangle or the E-F-J triangle? OK. -Wen. -Yes. You do know what a vector is, right? Yeah, like Hannibal Vector? Cute. Look. Are you texting? What are you doing? I wasn't even... -I need you to focus. -I told you what a vector is. You asked what a vector is. I told you what it is. (CHUCKLES) -(SCHOOL BELL RINGS) -(KIDS CHATTER) Uh, hey, I didn't get a chance to thank you for covering for me at the supermarket. Emily, there's no need to thank me. But, Emily, you are a beautiful girl and you're also a smart girl and smart girls don't need lies and tricks to get what they want out of life. You know what I'm saying? Uh, yeah, totally. OK. Also, Wen is very nice. He's a good kid. But maybe you could inspire him to focus a little bit more on his schoolwork. OK. Also, the picture on his cell phone, get him to change it. Yeah, OK. Yeah, I'm gonna... I'll do that. OK, goodbye. I caught you. You just ate some cream. -I did. -I'm gonna eat some chocolate. This doesn't make it my favourite. Uh-huh. See, I like the cream the best. I like the chocolate. Yeah, just like your mother. Complicated, huh? Very. (GENTLE MUSIC) LOLA: Dear Mom, I'm sorry if what you read in my journal made you feel differently about me, but the truth is I wanted to tell you everything in there, but I was scared - scared of what you'd think of me and scared that you'd blame yourself, which you shouldn't. I know I've been a real handful this year and I haven't appreciated your love. Since I left, I'm not crying because I'm sad. It's because I made you sad and you so don't deserve it. I know we're both just coming from our own sides, but maybe we could meet in the middle. I miss you so much it hurts. Love, Lola. (TYPES) (MUSIC LIFTS) (ALLEN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY) (PHONE CLICKING) Oh! -I missed you so much. -I missed you too. Sorry. It's OK. I'm sorry too. -Battle of the Bands. -At the Metro. BOTH: Check it out. GIRL: Battle of the Bands. It's the finals. -Battle of the Bands. -Battle of the Bands, Metro. -Alright, I'm out. -CHAD: That was quick. I don't know. If I go home, my dad won't let me out. You said you had this taken care of. We gotta figure out something. We can't go to my house. You guys figure it out and let me know, but I gotta go change. We gotta do something. -For you? -Hit me. -Mom? -What? -Can I ask you a favour? -Already? Yes? It's like... You would be the best mom in the whole world. What do you want? I have a few friends that need to do band practice. Come here! This is Kyle. You remember Kyle, right? -Yes. Hi. -Nice to meet you again. He has this show thing. You're the best. 'Bye! -Thank you. -Hi! -Hey. -Hello. (KIDS CHATTER) You're the best mom in the world. Kyle! That's it. He's done. (SINGS) # There's no way # To wake up... # (CHEERING AND SHOUTING) (KYLE CONTINUES SINGING) # ..or despair # And we'll dare # To jump high # And fly away # With broken wings # No wings -# So whisper... # -(PEOPLE CHEER WILDLY) # A little prayer # We are dreaming # And praying, yeah # We were just laughing # We were dying # It was over # Over # Our tears were dry. # (CHEERING AND APPLAUSE) ANNOUNCER: We have our results. And the winner of the Battle of the Bands is No Shampoo! Let's have them sing another song, yeah? -(CROWD CHEERS WILDLY) -Oh, my God. Thank you. This song is for someone who means a lot to me. GIRL: I love you! # I'm falling in I'm falling down # I wanna begin but I don't know how # To let you know how I'm feeling # I'm high on hope... CROWD SINGS ALONG: # I'm reeling # I won't let you go # Now you know I've been crazy for you all this time # I've kept it close # Always hoping # With a heart on fire # A heart on fire... # SONG: # Hand in hand and sparkling eyes # The days are bright and so are the nights # 'Cause when I'm with you I'm grinning # Once I was through and now I'm winning # I won't let you go # Now you know # I've been crazy for you all this time # I've kept it close Always hoping # With a heart on fire # A heart on fire... # LOLA: I guess if I've learned anything this year it's that you can pretend to be anyone you want, but when it comes to love - I mean real love - the best thing is just be yourself. # Crazy for you all this time # I've kept it close Always hoping # With a heart on fire # A heart on fire... # (SPEAKS INAUDIBLY) LOLA: The truth is me and Mom aren't so different. After all this, we're finally ready to let each other grow up and it's nice to know no matter what happens we'll always be there for each other. SONG: # We used to say # That we were brother and sister # We used to think # Nothing # Was ever better # Today I break my promises # To stay out of the emptiness # Today let's make our promises # For tomorrow # We used to play # All the games where no-one's the winner # We used to laugh # And make lies # Sound even better # Today I break my promises # To stay out of the emptiness # Today let's make our promises # For tomorrow # La, la-la-la, la-la # La, la-la-la, la-la # La, la-la-la, la-la # La-la-la, la-la # La-la-la # We used to swear # That we were brother and sister # With all that we do # We knew # Something better # Today we make our promises # An ending to the loneliness # Today let's make our promises # For tomorrow # La, la-la-la, la-la # La, la-la-la, la-la # La, la-la-la, la-la # La-la-la, la-la # La-la-la # La, la-la-la, la-la # La, la-la-la-la # La, la-la-la, la-la # La-la-la. # (LAUGHTER) (CHEERFUL MUSIC) www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. 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