Mom and Dad
- R
- Year:
- 2017
- 86 min
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Somehow it seems
The love I need
Is always
The most destructive kind
Yesterday, when I was young
The taste of life was sweet
As rain upon my tongue
I'd teased at life
As if it were a foolish game
The way the evening breeze
The thousand dreams
I dreamed
The splendid things
I planned
On weak and shifting sand
I lived by night
Of day
And only now I see
How the time ran away
Yesterday, when I was young
So many lovers' songs
Were waiting to be sung
So many wild pleasures
Lay in store for me
And so much pain
My eyes refused to see
There are so many songs in me
That won't be sung
I feel a bitter taste of tears
Upon my tongue
The time has come
For me to pay for yesterday
It's not my fault
you make me think bad thoughts.
Oh, right.
You're so innocent.
down a dark path of corruption.
You're right.
If I crash and burn
on my test today,
that's on you.
Oh, yeah.
I forgot
you have your PSATs today.
Are you ready?
How can I be ready
with you taking up
all my study time?
Ha-ha.
You're gonna do awesome.
Then maybe we can
celebrate tonight?
Can you get away
from the parental units?
I'll have
to make something up,
but you know
how creative I can be.
Mom says to get
your ass out of bed.
Jesus! Knock, please!
Oh, my God! I will kill you!
...several
reports of police staying
near the Walmart
on Grounds Mountain
and also near Cornell Street.
Witnesses tell us
the vehicle
just moments before the impact
that police say
killed the child instantly.
And reports that the woman
was in fact the child's mother
could not be verified.
Good Lord, really?
Before breakfast?
Oh, sorry, Ms. Ryan.
See that, Josh?
Always do what Mom says.
No! No! No! No!
So not funny.
Awful.
Hey, uh, can I go to a movie
with Riley tonight?
- "With Riley."
- Shut up.
Since when does anyone
under 30 go to the movies?
Sweetheart,
you're not seeing that boy.
Well, he has a name,
and I know why you don't want me
to see him.
Yeah,
because he's a junior,
and you're a sophomore.
Listen, I used to be
a 17-year-old dude once,
- So I think I know...
- Dad, gross!
- Gross?
- Yeah.
Honey, your grandparents
are coming
- for dinner tonight, remember?
- Wh... Mom, really?
Really.
What? You haven't seen them
in months,
and they're not getting
any younger, you know,
so the "movie" can wait.
Awesome!
You and Grandma
passive-aggressive
bitching at each other,
and Grandpa telling
his disgusting Vietnam stories.
"Pulled it out
and killed the Charlie bastard
with his own pigsticker."
Carly! I am so sorry.
M gan yiu, Mrs. Ryan.
I'm the Chinese.
Chinese is not the Charlie.
Well, I'm already
on the rag anyway, and I...
I can't hear you!
Hashtag,
inappropriate talk before...
- "Hashtag"?
- Son, you take my advice.
Don't ever have kids.
Oh, oops!
...Mr. Ryan.
- It's too late.
- This is bullshit!
Okay, Carly,
that is enough, young lady!
No. No baby news yet.
Soon, soon, soon.
This is so weak.
I can already see
how this is gonna go down.
Aunt Jeannie's gonna
have her kid today,
out of all days,
and you're going to be
the no-show for dinner.
I...
You know, I want to trust you,
Carly. Really...
I do.
Your dad and I both do,
but you don't make it easy
on us when you shut us out.
Do you mind not Facebooking
when we're driving together?
It's really
the only time we have,
just the two of us.
"Facebooking."
You know what I mean.
Yeah, whatever.
You know, I really, really hate
when you say that.
Amazing. I mean,
everything just revolves
around you, doesn't it?
Doesn't everyone's world
revolve around themselves?
Who else
should it revolve around?
Well,
you're part of a family, Carly,
and that means
that you love each other
even when
you can't stand each other,
and that you give a sh*t
even when you don't really give
a sh*t.
Yeah, that makes
a lot of sense, Mom.
Take your Aunt Jeannie,
for instance.
I mean, you could have
a new cousin today.
That is a big deal.
And all you can think about is...
You know,
I don't even know
what you're thinking about,
because you don't tell me
anymore.
We used to be best friends,
remember?
Okay. Well, that's not the case
anymore, Mom.
I have other friends.
Right.
See, it's just, for me,
you and Josh are everything.
So you don't get
to just shut me out.
Okay, it's not fair.
God, it's not my fault
you have no life!
You know what?
You're right.
Whatever.
Stop it! Stop it!
- Had enough?
- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!
No! No! Ow!
All right, Sun-Yi.
Thanks for everything.
We'll see you next week.
Bye, Lisa.
- Bye, Mr. Ryan.
- Okay, Mister.
I leave the dinner
in the fridge.
F*** you.
Yeah, okay, that's great.
Ten... it's not a guarantee
for you.
Yeah, yeah
Look a nigga in his eye
And tell him get to runnin'
All my niggas comin'...
What the hell?
All right,
let's have it.
Ain't your brother,
Ain't your cousin
Actin' like a dick
I know these pussies
Never...
You kids need to go to church.
Searchin' for the bread
And butter
F*** a hot b*tch,
I ain't lookin'...
Dude!
- I beg your pardon?
- I don't think
you can just use my phone.
Can you?
Owned.
You can have these back
at the end of the school day.
Shh.
You still hungry,
little man?
Want some more dinner?
I'm okay, Mom.
All right. It's okay.
Josh.
Joshua!
God, it smells
like something died in there.
How am I supposed
to get that out?
Great. Perfect excuse
to get rid of it.
That's awesome, Kendall.
Thank...
Go click, click
Make them girls go
Make them girls go
Click, click, you got it
Click, click, you got it
Yes, you want it
Yes, you want it
We are so over.
- I'm dying.
- Why do we do it?
Killing ourselves
to hold back Father Time
for what, a few more months?
Why do anything? I don't know.
Be healthy, I guess.
Be healthy, my ass.
and hot, skinny b*tch,
is in our rear-view mirror.
Speak for yourself.
I mean,
don't get me wrong.
Look at you.
You're amazing.
But that's not what
keeps your hubby
from chasing
after 17-year-olds.
that does that sh*t.
Yeah, if it weren't for that
juicy hunk of asada
in the front row,
with this torture.
Okay, you know he could
sue you for sexual harassment
for shoving your business
in his face.
Are you kidding me?
He is making his way
through that class
like a stomach flu.
I'm just hoping
he gets to my row
before I have a massive coronary
and peace out, yo.
Your sister,
she's gonna pop one out, huh?
Yeah, good luck with that.
God, I need a real drink.
and I started to hate her
a little.
She's my daughter.
I should be proud,
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