Akron

[wheel clanging]

Aisle four.

Well, hello there.

What do you say?

Hello.

[register beeping]

I got one.

We don't need a cart, honey.

I want one.

We're only gonna get

a couple things.

Now Benny's

gonna want to push too.

OK, Benny,

you push your brother.

Ready, bud?

Alright.

Ready to go?

Ah!

[brakes squeal, thud]

Davey! Davey!

Oh, my God, Davey!

[sobbing]

Benny.

What, are you stalking me?

Oh, please.

Standing outside

my class for hours

could be considered stalking.

OK. Calm down.

My class just let out too.

You comin'?

Ah. I don't think so.

I have stuff to do.

What could you possibly

have to do

that's more important

that mudball?

Mudball with the future

scientists of America?

Just about anything.

Come on, we really need you.

You're the only thing close to

resembling an athlete

on our team.

I am an athlete.

But I'm not on your team.

Officially. Subs are allowed.

No.

Come on, look at me!

Pwwwease?

Big strong man, pwwwease?

I don't have any sweats.

Perfect! Thank you!

You can wear John's;

he left them in my dorm.

Alright, let me text my mom.

Hike!

You are amazing.

Literally, every time

you're here we win a game.

You have to join the team...

Ooooh...

You shut up.

-Hey. What's up?

-Hello.

You kicked our asses.

Nah, it's a team effort.

Bullshit. You're the only one

who knows what

he's doing out here.

I'm Christopher.

Benny. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

You're a tough guy

to bring down.

I played in high school.

Oh, I see.

Yeah, I mean,

the Engineering School here

is not known for

its scholar athletes.

They call themselves

the Killer Rabbits -

that ought to

tell you something.

But it's fun.

Well, we don't have an excuse.

My team's just terrible.

So, I've gotta take off now.

I don't live on campus,

gotta get home for dinner.

OK, cool.

Are you here on campus?

Uh, yeah.

Gallucci Hall?

Cool, cool.

Christopher.

Yes.

Can I get your number?

Benny, is that you?

Yes. I'm covered in mud.

Don't track that in here.

I know, Ma.

I think I met someone today.

What do you mean?

A guy.

Really?

Yeah, really. I think.

So...tell me.

I don't want to say

too much right now, Ma.

Come on, you started it.

-Ugh...

-Who is it?

I don't know yet.

I met him at mudball.

He was on the other team.

We kicked their asses.

So, you talked to him?

I did.

And...?

I don't want to say

too much right now.

OK...

-Cute?

-Ugh.

Oooh, Benny's got a boyfriend!

Exactly what I

didn't want to happen.

No, Becca,

he's not my boyfriend.

So who is he?

Do I know him?

-How would you know him?

-I know people.

Oh, gosh.

-Ma?

- Yeah?

Yeah, he's cute.

[phone buzzes]

I have a little sister - Becca.

Freshman in high school.

And my Mom and Dad.

Cool. You close?

Yeah, we get along.

Um... My Dad's very cool,

very mellow.

My Mom is a bit of a hoverer.

I told her about you...

About me?

What did you say?

I told her that we met

and that you seemed cool.

What did she say about it?

Nothing. I told her

she couldn't say anything.

Why not?

I don't even know

what to say about it.

I mean, there's nothing to

say about it yet, is there?

What is your Mom like?

She runs a yoga studio

in Jacksonville.

Yeah, so she's totally chill

and in touch with herself.

Which is cool.

But she's also alone.

She and my dad divorced

when I was six

when we were living here

and then she and I

moved down to Florida

and she hasn't been with someone

past two dates since.

Do you do yoga?

I can, but I don't.

Uh, it's hard to

breathe and relax

when it's your mom

telling you what to do.

You know, sometimes I wish

I lived on campus.

I love my family and all,

but there's not much freedom

or space of my own, you know?

There's not much space

in my dorm either.

My roommate...

never leaves.

So what's your major, exactly?

Biomedical engineering.

I eventually

want to be a doctor.

Design tissue.

Wow.

You?

I'm in Arts and Sciences.

My classmates seem to go by

the rule that

the less you know,

the more you talk.

And I like to talk,

as you can tell.

I like to talk to smart people.

Like you, Dr. Benny.

Well, thank you.

I'd invite you up, but my

roommate will be there.

That's OK.

I gotta go home.

Study.

I like you, Christopher.

I like you too.

I want to see you again.

I want to see you again.

Duh.

Wow.

Yeah.

I've gotta wait here

for a second.

-Why?

-Um...

-Oh!

-Hey, hey, hey, hey!

-Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!

-No, it's OK. Trust me.

Call me, Dr. Benny.

I will.

Those are pretty ones, Ma.

I think so too.

You want to come with me today?

No, I think I'll stay.

Bueno.

Thank you, Becca.

Uh huh.

So Benny tells me he wants to go

to a party on campus tomorrow.

He wants to stay over.

Good for him.

Sounds like fun.

He says he's staying

over at Julie's.

Well, that's fine, no?

I mean, she's his friend.

It's not like he's gonna

get her pregnant.

-David.

-What?

I think he might be

lying to us.

No. Really?

Don't be like that.

Baby, look, he technically

shouldn't even be living with us

and we certainly

shouldn't be knowing

what he's doing

outside of the house.

Think about it.

Imagine if your mom knew

what went on

when you were in college.

I just don't know if I want him

staying over with this new boy.

Why?

What's wrong with this kid?

I don't know.

We haven't met him yet.

I'm sure he's a good guy.

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