[child shouting in distance]
Moonee!
Scooty!
[together] What?
Moonee!
Scooty!
[together] What?
Moonee!
Scooty!
[together] What?
Freshies at the Future!
[indistinct shouting]
["Celebration" by Kool & The Gang playing]
♪ Yahoo ♪
♪ Weekend celebration ♪
♪ Yahoo ♪
♪ This is your celebration ♪
♪ Celebrate good times, come on ♪
♪ Let's celebrate ♪
♪ Celebrate good times, come on ♪
♪ Let's celebrate ♪
♪ There's a party goin' on right here ♪
♪ A celebration To last throughout the years ♪
♪ So bring your good times And your laughter too ♪
♪ We gonna celebrate your party with you ♪
♪ Come on, now Celebration ♪
♪ Let's all celebrate And have a good time ♪
[song stops]
- Scooty, wait up! - No, guys, this way. Come on.
That one over there. The blue one.
I can get it farther than you, Moonee.
[Moonee chuckles] Yeah, right.
[laughter]
I got two points ahead of you, Moonee.
- I got-- - No. I got 100 points.
That's not possible.
[laughter continues]
- [boy] Bet you-- - [spits, laughs]
- [Moonee] Yeah. - [boy] I'm gonna get the front.
[squeals, laughs]
- [boy] Ooh! - [Moonee] I got the windshield.
[boy] I got the top.
What the fuck is-- What?
Hey!
- [Scooty shrieks] - [woman] Stop that!
Come on. Are you kidding me, guys?
- Go home, ratchet bitch! - That's my car!
- Hey! - [Moonee] Go on, shit! Shit!
You are shit!
[all laughing]
Get your ass down here right now and clean it up.
[all shouting] Shit! Shit! Shit!
I'm not playing with you. Get your fucking ass down here right now and clean it up.
- Clean this shit up right now. - [boy] You're not the boss of me!
Where your parents at?
Hey! Hey!
- Oh. [gasps] - [laughter]
- He spit on me. - It wasn't him. It was me, stupid thot!
I'm gonna go up there and tell your parents.
Try it, biotch. I don't live here!
- [boy] Ratchet! - [all shouting]
- Hey! - Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.
[woman] Hey!
Stay right there. Hey!
Go, go, go, go.
- Moonee. - Hey! Get over here!
Come clean this shit up right now.
Dicky!
Get your ass upstairs right now.
- Dad! - Now!
Hey! Is that your kid?
- Him and his friends just spit on my car. - [father] Get over here.
- Whoa. - Whoa. [giggles]
[humming]
[Moonee] Yeah. Yeah.
- [Scooty vocalizes] - [Moonee] Yeah.
[imitates gunshot]
Mmm, yeah. Mmm, yeah. Mmm, yeah.
[TV, faint]
Thanks.
[squeals]
Whoo!
[Scooty singing, indistinct]
[Moonee] ♪ 'Cause I kiss my boo-boo-booty doo ♪
Hey, hey, hey.
Take your shoes off.
- Both of you. - [Moonee] Hey, where's the Slinky?
[Scooty] Got it.
[Moonee] Here-- [indistinct] Like this.
[both singing] ♪ Yoy, yoy, yoy, yoy ♪
- I wanna speak to the manager right now. - May I help you with something?
Are you the manager?
[knocking on door]
[TV continues, indistinct]
- [woman] Yeah? - [Moonee] Coming!
[Moonee squeals]
- Yeah? - Gotta talk to your mom.
- Moonee, who was that? - Nobody.
- Shit, Moonee. What did you two do? - [Scooty] Nothing.
- [door opens] - Yeah?
Halley, this woman's from next door,
and she said Moonee did something to her car.
You in 322?
No, FutureLand.
- Oh. - Okay.
Her and her friend Scoot spit all over my kid and my car.
- [Moonee] It's Scooty! - [Scooty] It's Scooty, not Scoot.
You saw them do this?
Yes, I did.
And their friend's father told me that they're always pulling this shit.
[Moonee] That's not true.
[woman] Which friend?
Whatever. They spit on my car, and they spit on my kid.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Halley-- One, sort this out.
Two, you smoke in the room again, you're out of here.
- I'm not smoking. - [Moonee] Bye, Bobby.
- Last warning, Halley. - Yeah, well, I'm not.
Asshole.
Come on, you two. Go get some paper towels.
[shrieking, laughing]
- Whoa. - [Scooty] Bertha!
[chanting] We need paper towels! We need paper towels!
[speaking Spanish]
[Spanish continues]
Okay.
[Spanish continues]
[shouting]
[Halley] These two yours?
[woman] These? No. They're not mine.
Well, they're mine now.
My daughter made me a grandmother when she was 15.
So I'm just taking care of them until she stops acting like her stupid father.
[Halley] When'd you move in, Grandma?
[Scooty] That's my goober. My goober!
[excited shouting]
[Scooty] Oh, my God! [laughs]
You got another one of those?
[children squealing]
[vocalizing]
- [Halley] Hey, girl! - Hey!
- You had another one? - Yeah.
When was this?
- [chuckles] Stop! - [woman] Hey. Hey, guys.
You're having too much fun, and it's not supposed to be fun.
It's supposed to be work, okay?
- It's summer, let them have fun. - Get on it.
- [Moonee] No worries. - Let them have a good time.
- It's summer, what do you want? - I think it was very disrespectful.
Very disrespectful.
This is not okay.
[Halley] Clearly we have different versions of disrespectful.
- What's your name? - Jancey.
[Scooty] Jancey? What kind of name is Jancey?
[laughter] Hey, Jancey.
It would be a whole lot easier if someone were to help us.
- They're doing you a favor. - I am ashamed for you right now.
Are you serious?
- Doing me a favor. - [Halley] Okay, well--
It didn't need that kind of car wash.
[grandmother] Hey, hey. Jancey, honey, what are you doing?
- I'm cleaning up! - [Scooty] Yeah!
Jance, let them clean it up by themselves, okay? That's not your job.
No. They ask-ed me to, so I'm gonna do it.
- No, I don't want you doing that. Okay? - [Halley] Let her help.
[Moonee] We should clean the inside, too. It's a mess.
[Halley] You think they're gonna get along if they're not gonna, like, socialize?
- That's what they do here. - Yeah. Social kids, like you.
Yep, like me. What are you trying to say, lady?
I'll spark you up, 'cause you seem stressed.
I will help you out.
[chuckles] Maybe that's what I need.
I need to lighten up, I need to light up, and I need to get laid.
Same here, girl. I feel you.
Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
- [Moonee] My turn. - [Scooty] Okay.
[all] Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
[horn honks]
Yo!
[laughing]
- Hey, baby. - [Scooty] Hey, mama.
[Moonee] Hi, Miss Ashley.
Here you go.
- Thanks. - Here you go.
Hey, yo, my mom wants to know if you want to go to OBT tonight.
- It's Saturday, right? - Yeah.
Okay, then, we're gonna go.
Bye, guys.
- Bye. - Go have fun. Be careful, okay?
- Bye, Mommy. - Bye.
- No maple syrup. [mock whining] - [rap music on radio]
- She didn't pack any for you? - No.
My mom makes mistakes all the time.
Well, you need to let her know we like the maple syrup.
I always tell her, and then she forgets.
[Scooty] Oh, look!
[children shouting]
- Middle finger! - You're a wild animal.
- [woman] Hey. - [children squeal]
[laughs] Hey, guys!
- Hey, girl! - [Halley] Thank you so much!
No problem. Of course, of course.
- Let me know if they misbehave. - Of course.
Guys, behave, okay? Seriously.
- [woman 2] How you been? - [Ashley] I've been good.
I've been good. Working, you know.
Taking care of the baby. You already know.
- Hi, babe! - Hi!
So good to see you.
[shouting] Hey!
[motorcycles revving]
Hey!
[Ashley] What's popping, Don?
[speaking Spanish]
[Halley screeches]
- [Latin music playing] - [singing in Spanish]
[inaudible]
- They fucking chose Simone. - Are you fucking kidding me?
I know, right? I've been there way longer than that bitch. I can't even believe it.
Fuck that!
The second that I'm manager, you're totally hired, Ma. I got you.
Don't be tight. Let's just have a good night. Let's have a good night.
Smile!
Most of those ratchet-ass bitches were doing extras, you know?
In the backroom?
I'm not doing extras.
I'm dancing for tips. That's what I do. I said no.
Two days later, with no warning, Hector fires me.
After not letting me up on stage all fucking night.
- [woman] Halley, I'm sorry, but-- - Fucking bullshit.
Okay. I'm sorry to say that's gonna affect your TANF.
No shit. That's why I'm here.
Okay, Halley. Please make a concerted effort to put in 30 hours.
Ha! You find me 30 hours.
I have applications in at every shithole up and down the strip.
And the parks ain't gonna hire me.
Okay. So can you please control your language
in front of her and everyone else in here?
Can you just give me some bus passes? Why did I even come out here?
Halley, please. I'm trying to--
[man speaking Spanish]
[giggling]
Hi. Could Dicky come out and play?
After what you guys pulled, he's punished for a week.
[Moonee groans]
- [Scooty] Where are we going? - Just come on.
[grunting]
Like, lady, open it!
Hello there.
What?
- Could Jancey come out and play? - [TV, indistinct]
What, you're gonna take her to spit on someone else's car?
No. We're just playing.
Yeah. Just playing.
- What are you playing? - We're just playing!
Okay, what are you playing?
You didn't answer my question. What are you playing?
- Relax, your daughter is safe in my hands. - And my hands, too.
Jance? Do you wanna go play with the kids from the purple place?
I wanna play.
I wanna play, too.
[Moonee] Whoa!
Hey, guys, don't you live over here?
[Moonee] Yeah but, we have more things to show you.
[Scooty] Come on!
[Scooty] I don't-- I don't love oranges.
I don't love oranges.
I-- I love orange soda.
We squoosh--
[chattering]
[Scooty] But the only thing I don't like about oranges is the lid.
- [Jancey] You mean the peel? - [Scooty] The lid.
[Jancey] Yeah, that's called a peel.
[Jancey] Don't you think we're going too far?
[Moonee] No. Just come on. Don't be a-- Don't be a loser.
[Jancey] Don't call me that. But, okay!
And this is where we get free ice cream.
- [Jancey] Really? - [Scooty, Moonee] Yeah.
Follow me.
- [Scooty] Could we have some money? - [Moonee] Some change?
- [Moonee] Do we have enough? - [Scooty] I'm counting.
[Scooty, indistinct]
[Moonee whispers] Let's go.
[Scooty whispers, indistinct]
- Excuse me. - [Moonee] Excuse me, miss.
Could you give us some change, please? We need to buy ice cream.
[Scooty] 'Cause we don't have any money. We just have five cents.
- Yeah. We just have five cents. - And the doctor said we have asthma,
- and we gotta eat ice cream right away. - Yeah.
- [Moonee] Yeah, my doctor too. - Ice cream.
[woman] Guys.
- [Scooty] We're not lying. - [woman] It's fine.
- Thank you very much! - Here you go.
- [Moonee] Come on. - [Scooty] Let's go.
[Moonee] Come on!
- [Scooty] Whoo! - [Moonee] Excuse me. Excuse me. Hello?
[giggles]
Oh. Ew!
Get that thing, girl.
- I feel like I'm-- - Okay. Wanna see the boss?
[girls gasp]
[Moonee] Hey!
[Moonee] My turn.
And because you're new, I'm going to give the last bite to you.
[both gasp]
The man who lives up here fought in some wars. And he drinks beer.
This guy has a disease that makes his feet large.
[Moonee] Oh, and no one uses the elevator 'cause it smells like pee.
The man who lives in here gets arrested a lot.
This-- This woman in here thinks she's married to Jesus.
Oh, watch out, watch out for the water.
'Cause guess what. I went to the hospital one time.
These are the rooms we're not supposed to go in.
But let's go anyway!
[TV: infomercial]
[devices powering down]
Oh, fuck!
[woman 1] Bobby!
[sighs]
[woman 2] What's going on? Where's the power?
- [man 1] Bobby! - [people complaining and yelling]
[man 2] Hey, what the fuck, man? I pay my rent, $1,000 a month.
Can't fucking get electricity.
[Bobby] I'm on it! I'm on it! Folks, come on.
Come on, give me a minute.
- It's gonna be all right. - [woman 2] It's the hottest day.
[Bobby] I'm gonna get your power working. I know. I know.
I can't rush any faster than I'm going.
- [man 3] What's wrong? - [woman 3] What did Bobby do now?
[complaining continues, faint]
[powering up]
[applause, cheering, whistling]
Trauma's over, folks. You got your power back.
Can use your TVs, VCRs, AC, what have you.
Have a nice day!
[woman] Love you, Bobby!
I love you too.
[man 4] Try paying the bills, Bobby.
You're due too, brother.
[man 4 laughs]
Crock pots, hot plates. These rooms are not designed for extended stay, Gloria.
You know that, for fucking sake.
- What do you want us to do? - [Gloria] I pay a lot of--
The electric was out for five minutes, that's it.
Yeah, I want a discount for this week.
Why don't you just check out and go down to the fucking Wishing Star?
[argument continues, indistinct]
Hmm.
Mm-hmm.
- I like Whale. He's nice. - [TV: infomercial, indistinct]
[mock scream]
Well, he's not nice to me!
- Look. - [gasps]
- Daddy-- - [knocking]
[knocking continues]
Moonee, you're not gonna get that?
- Yeah? - [Bobby] Halley, open the door.
Fucking A. What'd you do now?
[Bobby] Open the door, Halley.
Yeah?
I got a videotape of the kids illegally entering the utility room.
Don't act guilty, okay?
Hey, Scooty? Did you hear what I just said to her? Okay.
[Halley] I got it. Imma talk to her.
Happens again, you're outta here.
It's only the second week of the summer,
and there's already been a dead fish in the pool--
We were doing an experiment. We were trying to get it back alive!
- [Scooty] That wasn't my idea. - And water balloons thrown at tourists.
You can't fuck with tourists.
- They didn't tip us. - Are you serious?
- [Moonee] No-- - Oh, my God, this is unacceptable.
I've failed as a mother, Moonee. You've disgraced me.
- [Bobby] Halley-- - Yeah, Mom. You're a disgrace.
And, I'm gonna talk to Ashley, by the way.
When your friend puts you in charge of her kid,
that kid becomes your responsibility.
You ain't taking responsibility.
And you got that one too. She's from FutureLand, right?
Oh, whatevs. You gotta relax, my man.
You gonna redo my expense reports with your whatevs?
Your kid killed my night. I wanted to watch the ballgame.
You gonna pay me for three hours that I gotta work later?
Hey, guys, pay the man for his three hours.
[all] I don't have any money.
We don't have any money.
- You're shit outta luck. - Speaking of which--
You haven't given me this week's rent yet.
You don't think I know that? Chill.
[furniture scraping]
[cabinet door opens]
[cabinet door closes]
Thank you.
- You done here? - Yeah.
- Thank you. - Watch those kids.
[door closes]
I think I wanna go home now.
Wait. Uh, hold on. I, uh-- Sir, I think we're at the wrong place.
This the address you gave me.
[in Portuguese] What did he say?
No, I-I-I-- There's a problem. Uh-- This is not where we're staying.
Hey, you wanna check the address?
We are going to the Magic Kingdom...
You said you booked a hotel at the Magic Kingdom.
That everything was taken care of.
What is this, we are not even on Disney property.
Shit. Joao booked it for me. I don't know.
You had your assistant book our honeymoon hotel?
What's going on? How can I help?
Look. They made the reservation online--
[Moonee humming]
[Scooty] Wait, wait, wait, wait.
[giggling]
[Moonee] Hey, what's up, man?
- [Scooty] Yeah! - [giggles]
[Moonee] Ooh. Nice bags.
- Are those guys tourists? - Hey, man.
I'm gonna have to charge you wait time.
I'm missing calls.
[man 1] Wait, wait, wait. I'll get the new address. One second.
Look, just call the company, all right? Just call the company--
[continues, indistinct]
- She looks pretty. - Yeah.
But I feel bad for her, 'cause she's about to cry.
I can always tell when adults are about to cry.
- [exhaling] - You can tell that?
Yep. 'Cause look what I'm drawing.
[exhaling continues]
- [Scooty] Yeah? - Yeah, yeah.
[Scooty] What's up, Bobby?
- [Bobby] It's almost midnight. - [Scooty] Get your bags.
[Bobby] The only room you're gonna find is a single along this stretch.
[man 2] I offered them a AAA discount. She doesn't want--
See my wife, there? Okay? She's Brazilian.
Brazilians love Disney.
She's been coming here since she was a kid, all right?
And her dream is to have her honeymoon at Disney.
- Everybody-- - Ma'am, they're just trying to get a tip.
Yeah, tips are grateful.
- Hey, kids. Kids. - What are these stray children
rummaging about?
- Come on. - This is a welfare, slum motel.
- Leave her alone. - We're spending our honeymoon
in a gypsy project?
Find another place.
Check the Polynesian first.
Or the Grand Floridian.
I told you.
- Leave her alone. - We're spending our honeymoon
The resorts are booked.
I'm not staying here.
[chattering]
Does this have to be here?
Guests come through this door, for Christ's sake, Bobby.
Will you go talk to her? Tell her to go to the back.
Yes, sir.
[Bobby] Excuse me.
- Um, hi. - Who's in charge here?
Yeah, that's me.
- Hi. - Hi.
Could you move the van to the back of the building?
To the back of the building.
- So right behind these stairs right there. - Excuse me! Excuse me!
- What would you like? - I want that. I want that. I want that.
You got it.
- Enjoy your day. - Thanks, thanks, thanks.
- I want... that. That, that, that. Thanks. - Of course. Yeah.
And I'll take the raspberry croissants.
- Here you go. - Thanks. Thanks.
Have a nice day.
Have a blessed day, sir. Thank you so much.
Okay. Yeah. Let's get it packed up.
[man] Okay. Let's go. Show me the books.
- [blowing raspberries] - Watch. Watch this. Watch. Watch.
Watch, watch, watch. Watch. Watch!
Stop!
[raspberries continue]
[grunting]
Ooh, spider. Let's see if it farts.
Oh, fuck.
I would have worn gloves if I knew there was bedbugs.
What?
I would have worn gloves if you told me there was bedbugs.
Well, the purple looks nice.
- Yeah. - How much did that put you back?
Well, Narek spent about 20k on it.
You can't afford an exterminator?
- Huh? - I don't know.
Hey. Hey.
Uh, you should be using longer strips. It works better.
- Whatcha doing? - Top secret.
- Really? - Guys, I need you outta here.
- You guys are boring anyway. - Yeah, I know.
Catch ya later.
[softly] Fuck.
[softly] Shit.
- [insects chirping] - [traffic buzzing]
[TV, faint]
[fireworks in distance]
- I wanna play it. - Guys, share.
Share. Come on. Let her play it one time.
- You gotta-- - Help her though.
- Let me help. - No, hold on.
- Let her figure it out. - No, stop.
Scooty, let her figure it out.
No. she gotta play that game that we were playing. That--
No, I don't.
No, she doesn't. Let her do whatever she wants.
[TV, faint]
[phone ringing]
Thanks for calling The Magic Castle. It's Amber.
Yeah. We sure do.
Thirty-eight dollars a night.
Well, we're here all night.
Yeah.
All righty. Thanks a lot.
- Okay, out. - But...
- I warned ya, one drip and you're out. - Oh, come on!
- Out, now. - It's gonna melt outside.
Obviously, it's melting inside, too.
- [Moonee] But, Bobby-- - Out.
[scoffs]
- [bells jingle] - [Bobby] Thank you very much.
[Scooty] You're not welcome!
Bobby could be such a shitty.
True.
[mutters]
- Gloria! - [screaming]
I wanna knock, I wanna knock, I wanna knock.
- We need Jancey. - Hey, hey, hey, hey. Whoa!
One light knock will do, guys.
[Scooty] I see her!
Come on, Jancey, come on!
[shouting and squealing]
[Scooty] Remember last time, she fell in the pool 'cause she was dancing?
[Dicky] Come on, Scooty!
[Moonee] Come on!
[Scooty] Come on Moonee, come on!
- [Moonee] Coming! - [Dicky] Scooty!
[Scooty] Hey, look!
- [Dicky] No, we have to-- - [laughter]
[Moonee] They look so funny.
[Scooty] I'm doing the tango. I'm doing the jango.
[Moonee] Guys!
- [Moonee] Guys. - [Scooty] Come on!
[Moonee] Guys, wait!
[Scooty] Come on! I see her.
[squeals]
[Scooty] Right there. Hey, let's see what she's doing.
- [Dicky] Stretching her legs. - [Moonee] Guys!
[Dicky] Guys, she's stretching her legs.
- [Scooty] Moonee. Moonee, come on. Moonee. - Coming!
- Look at her. - Hey, guys, come on. Right there.
Come on!
Look.
[all laughing]
[all chanting] Boobies. Boobies. Boobies. Boobies.
Hey! Her boobies are so big that I can rub my face in them.
[shouting and laughing]
[all] Banana boobs, banana boobs, banana boobs.
- [Scooty] Guys, Bobby! - [Moonee] Bobby! Duck!
[Scooty] Oh, no!
[Dicky whispers] Get down. Scooty.
[whispering]
Gloria.
We talked about this before. Cover up.
- Cover what up? - You know what I'm talking about.
- [Gloria] I do not know. - These kids don't need--
- What kids are here? There's no kids here. - Kids are right over there.
[all laughing]
- Oh. They should be in school, kids. - It's summer break.
[continues, indistinct]
- [Moonee] Did he catch us? - [Jancey] I think he did.
Can you read? What's that say?
- "Pool rules." - No, the other one.
- Oh. No tits allowed. No, what? - No alcoholic beverages in pool area.
Okay, I'll do that, but I still wanna go topless with my big titties.
[Bobby] Gloria.
Oh!
[Jancey] I think she's having a talk with him.
[Dicky] Let me go look, guys. Get down.
[Scooty] No, I will-- I'll go.
[Bobby] You're a beautiful woman--
Oh, no. Bobby's gonna make her--
[chatter]
- Just put them away. Cover them up. - Cover the fuck up, you cover yourself up.
Does this happen all the time?
Yep. And it's great.
- This is what you gotta do. - [gasps] Ah!
- Hey! Uh-oh. - That's the way it works here.
Uh-oh, he's about-- Call the sheriff.
- He just touched my tit. - [Moonee] Bobby!
- Bobby, boobies. - [laughs]
- Go back to your room. Go. - [Gloria] He molested me, Officer.
I'm gonna sue this fucking motel,
with this fucking pervert that just touched my fucking titties.
Hey, Gloria, rub 'em.
- Rub your boobs on his face so he can ge-- - [Bobby] Get the hell outta here!
[whistling into fan]
[bells jingle]
- Kids, out. - [Scooty growls]
- Stop! - [whistling continues]
- He in? - Yeah.
[Moonee whistles]
- [Scooty whistles] - [Moonee] No, that's not how you do it.
- Ice machine. - Yeah, well, it can't be fixed. But I'm--
- Three months. - We need ice!
- Three months. Three months. - I know.
Uh, Patrice?
Uh... Keep an eye on 151. There's been traffic in and out of there all day.
- Really? - Okay, okay.
I'll take care of it in the morning.
- [Scooty] I can't whistle. - [Moonee] You can't whistle?
- You're going to have to train him, Bobby. - [imitates shooting sound]
- [Scooty] Stop it! - [bells jingle]
Time to go.
Come on. Let's go.
What the fuck is you talking about? I paid my room for a week now.
I'm not leaving the property. I don't care.
- You're breaking the rules. - Nobody's breaking rules.
What are you talking about?
How would you like it if I called the sheriff's office?
Oh, yeah?
- You're gonna call the sheriff's office? - Then we can figure things out.
- Oh, really? Really? - Your man knows what the story is.
Mom, can we get this one?
No, we're gonna gotta get the fugazi ones.
We have to look at these boxes, okay?
If I buy more than 20, can you give me a discount?
This is wholesale.
Mom, what about this one? You can smell like Justin Bieber.
Hey, hey. We're selling perfume.
- Yeah, this one. - No, listen...
It'll make your wife smell really good.
[Halley sighs]
- You have Jimmy Choo? - Yeah, it's amazing. It's only $20.
They're so much more expensive in the store, it's a really good deal.
- Do you wanna buy some perfume? - Ma'am?
- Do you wanna buy some perfume? - Not really. She might.
No? It smells like designer. We're having a really good deal.
[Moonee] Yeah.
- This one... - Would you like to buy some perfume?
Yeah. This one will make all the girls flirt on you.
I have samples if you wanna try some, but we have a whole bunch of different ones.
Thank you so much. Appreciate it.
- [Moonee] Yes! - Girl! Woot, woot!
Hey, hey. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Seriously, if you're gonna be late again, you gotta let me know.
- It was due yesterday. - Yeah, that's right. It was due yesterday.
Whatevs. Why you gotta count it, like I'm broke?
- I just gotta make sure. - Gotta make sure what?
It's the right amount. It's a simple thing.
I just counted it. I can't count? You think I can't count?
Listen. Honey. Honey. I trust you.
- Do you? - Yep. Uh...
- [laughter] - So then put that in your...
May I count it?
Good girl, you got your rent. Let me count it. Get outta here.
- Bye. - Bye.
[bells jingle]
Dicky! You wanna say bye to your room?
- Nah. - You good?
[boy] That's right, player. That's right. Awesome.
Hey, Dicky, I can't take this.
Look, there's no room in here at all.
I'm gonna buy you new toys when we get to New Orleans, okay? I promise.
Come on, guys. Take whatever you want.
Grab whatever you want out of there.
- Here you go, guys. - [boy] I got the gun.
- [Dicky] Dad! Please. - [girl] Here, here, here.
All new stuff, kid. All new stuff.
- Just imagine, all new stuff. - Fine.
My mom said, "Have fun."
All right guys. Here. You can have the whole box.
Take the whole box with you, go ahead.
Bye, Joyce. Bye.
Yo, T. Take care, bro, all right?
You hold this place down for me while I'm gone, you hear?
- You be good, okay sweetie? - Okay.
- [Moonee] Bye Dicky! - [father] See you later!
[car starts]
[car departs]
- Hey, you wanna see something cool? - Yeah.
- Okay. Make sure you don't tell anyone. - Okay.
Look. And it has a naked girl on it.
[mock groan]
[giggles] Did you steal that?
Eh.
[Halley] Moon, Scoot!
Yeah, Mom?
Get off your butts and go get some waffles.
- My mom wanted extra maple syrup. - It's in there.
- Okay, guys, go. Have fun, be careful. - Okay.
Hey, Scooty, it's actually for me.
[hip-hop on radio]
- What are you, twerking over here? - Yeah.
- Let me see. Hey, hey, hey, hey! - Mommy. Mom-- Mommy.
Oh, wow. You got some twerk skills, girl.
- Yass! - Now watch me shake my booty.
- Ooh! - Now watch me shake my booty.
- [hip-hop on radio] - Yo, you heard this song, bitch?
It's mad lit.
Wait. Hold up. Wait. Bitch, did that guy from OBT ever call you?
- Yeah. - What's good with that?
He's mad fucking whack.
I tried to chill with him.
He doesn't like kids.
Oh. Goodbye. Good night. Take several seats.
- Who you telling? - Face it.
Yo, by the way, you gotta do me a fucking favor.
Next time Moonee comes to you to get food,
don't give her no fucking maple syrup.
- This bitch has been farting... - [laughs]
[Ashley] Good night, bitch. I love you!
[Halley] Love you. Night, bitch.
Mm, mm, mm.
I'm gonna kiss it.
Can I have a bite on the ice cream then?
[giggling]
- Mm, mm, mm. - Pretty good.
Hey, kids! How many times have I told you that you can't be hanging out there?
We're paying customers.
I don't care. You can't be bothering my customers.
- Go. Get out. - No. You don't tell us what to do.
[woman] Hey!
- Yeah, lady! - Be quiet!
- [screaming] - Hey. Hey, girls, come on.
- We're hiding! This is serious, Bobby. - I'm working.
We need to hide, we need to hide. We need to hide. Go, go, go, go.
No, not back--
- We don't care. - Now be quiet.
And watch those wires down there.
Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Watch the wires down there, girls!
No, no, no, no.
[bells jingling]
Have you seen Moon-- Yes!
[Jancey] Don't blow our cover.
Where's Moonee and Jancey?
I got you! I got you!
I got you! I got you guys!
- Move, Bobby! - Excuse me.
[kids screaming in distance]
[chattering]
[boy screaming]
- Have a safe trip! - [shouting]
Hallelujah!
- Hallelujah! Thank you, Lord Jesus! - [Moonee screams]
[Jancey] No boys allowed!
- No! - [chitters]
[Moonee] No boys!
[Moonee] Do that one more time, and--
[screaming]
Hi, kids.
- Okay! I'm gonna-- - Hey! Go ahead.
You having fun?
[girls] This is the girl's table.
- [paint can clatters] - Oh!
- Fuck! Shit! What the fuck? - I'm sorry, buddy.
- It was an accident. - You almost hit me.
- I-- - Fuck, man.
Okay. I'm sorry, man. Punk ass bitch.
[Bobby] Whoa. Whoa!
[man] Ah. What's your name?
Excuse me, can I help you?
- Uh... No, that's okay. - What's okay?
Moonee, get off that picnic table. People eat on that thing. Come on, girl.
You're a guest here?
Uh. No... I'm looking for... a soda machine.
You come to a motel to get a soda?
Yeah. Uh... It's okay...
- I appreciate it. - No. Come on, come with me.
- Come with me. - [stuttering]
I know where there's a soda machine.
- No, no. - Just come with me.
- [stuttering] - You want a soda, right?
Yeah, yeah. I was passing by on the highway--
Get off that picnic table!
- I was just passing by... - Yeah?
And, and I wanted to get a soda 'cause uh... I needed a soda.
You were parched, huh?
- Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. - You wanted to wet that palate, right?
Yeah. I never did get used to the humidity here.
It's okay. Uh... The machine's up there.
- So you like soda, huh? - Uh, yeah, yeah. It's good.
You know, I read in a magazine that soda's not so good for quenching your thirst.
- I agree. Yeah. Yeah. - You noticed that? You know what's better?
- What? - Tea.
- T-Tea? - Tea. Hot tea.
- Hot tea. Like-- - Yeah, yeah, I drink that.
- You do? Okay. - Yeah. Yeah.
No, no. It's-- It's right up here. Just a little more ways.
You came for a soda, we're gonna get you a soda. Right?
Yeah, but I-I-- I wanted to-- I-I had to have a walk.
Yeah, well, you're gettin' a walk.
It's right up here. You'll get your soda. And you can have a walk.
[coins clattering]
- [soda clunks] - What a choice.
- Okay, thank you. - Hey.
- I thought you were thirsty. - Yeah.
Aren't you gonna drink it now?
Yeah. Yes.
Good?
Sure.
Get the fuck outta here.
You come on this property again, and you won't be leaving it. You understand?
I don't know what you're talking about.
You don't know what I'm talking about? You gonna play it that way, huh?
[grunting]
Hey.
- Hey! - All right.
Charlie Coachman...
of Cherry Hill, New Jersey.
You can't keep that, that's my license.
I'm gonna call your name in to the county sheriff.
- Now you get the fuck outta here! - [muttering indistinctly]
Get going. Get going!
- Don't you stop! - [helicopter whirring]
[helicopter continues]
I'm making a sand castle.
- Excuse me, do you wanna buy some perfume? - I'm sorry?
Do you wanna buy some perfume?
- We're selling perfume. - I don't have cash on me.
Okay. Thank you.
- No, thank you. - [Moonee] This will make you handsome!
Come on. Actually-- Actually, sir?
Can you just give us a couple bucks? Just for me and my kid,
if you're not gonna buy the perfume?
- [man] Look-- - Please.
- Have a great day. - Thank you so much!
[Halley whispers] Yass!
- [hip-hop on radio] - Let your head back.
Let your head back.
[giggling scream]
[Halley laughs]
- Do you want to get splashed? - No. No. No!
[chattering]
[Moonee] Jancey. This is gonna be scary.
[Scooty shouts] Yeah! There's ghosts in there.
- [Jancey] Are we going in there? - [Moonee] No. You'll see.
- [Scooty] It's spooky. - [Moonee] Spooky.
[giggling]
[gibberish]
- [Scooty] Hey, you wanna see a joke? - [Jancey] What?
- [Scooty] Ready? - [Moonee] Voilà!
[Scooty] Wait for me, guys.
[Jancey] What a gentleman you are.
[all humming, scatting]
[Moonee] Yeah.
[Moonee] Scooty, will you marry me?
Well... Not right now.
[Moonee squeals]
- [Moonee] You may kiss the bride. - [Scooty] I said not right now! Ew.
[Moonee] Ew.
- What is this place? - The "abandids".
One... Two... Three!
- [glass breaks] - [squealing, cheering]
Hey, you know there's alligators in there?
Really?
Look, if I had a pet alligator, I would name mine Anne.
[Moonee] Ha. Ooh, look, a pillow!
[Jancey] Cool.
[Scooty] I bet this house was built hundreds of years ago.
[Moonee] Oh! This could be a dance room!
Party with beer.
[all chanting] Party with beer. Party with beer.
Party with beer!
Oh, my gosh! Come here Jancey!
Ghost poop.
- Ew! - [squeals] Yeah!
[laughing and squealing]
This would be my bed.
And that would be my bookshelf.
No. Actually, my bed would be right in the middle. And lots of toys!
[banging]
[Moonee] Scooty!
- [Jancey] What are you breaking? - The wall.
- Good luck! - [banging continues]
Woo-hoo!
[shouts]
Oh. The fireplace.
[gasps] I have the best idea.
Scooty! We need your lighter!
- Push it in. - This is going to be the best fire ever.
- Light it up, Scooty! - Yeah. Light it up!
Whoa, guys. Whoa. Whoa.
- We're gonna be in so much trouble. - No!
Um, just-- Jancey, go home. Bye. Don't tell anyone.
Don't tell your grandma.
- Okay. Bye. Bye. - Okay.
- Don't tell anyone! - [Jancey] Okay!
- Scooty, don't tell your mom, okay? - Okay.
[TV, indistinct]
[Bobby] Excuse me.
Moon, the old condos are on fire. You wanna go check them out?
[bells jingling]
[person] Whoo!
Scooty, come on. Don't you wanna see the burning house?
No. I just wanna stay here and watch TV.
- Scooty? - [Halley] Hurry up, bitch.
I don't wanna miss this.
- I'll meet you there. - Hurry up, bitch.
[door closes]
[TV, indistinct]
Look at me. You tell me the truth right now.
Do you understand what will happen to us if you did this?
Do you want the fucking DCF down here, Scooty?
- You need to tell me the truth right now. - I didn't do it.
Don't lie to me. Please don't lie to me.
This isn't a game, Scooty. This is not a joke right now. I need to know.
[crowd chattering]
[crowd cheering]
- Hey, girl! - Hi!
Aren't you excited? This is so much better than TV.
Can I take a picture of you? I wanna send it to Ashley.
Stand right there.
Smile, girlfriend.
It used to be a big crackhead spot.
Prostituting and all that. Let it burn. Let it burn.
[bells jingle]
- [door closes] - [bells jingle]
You got another one of those?
For you? [laughs]
- Here, babe. - Thanks.
- You just like me for my cigarettes now. - No.
That's right.
- You wouldn't have even said hello... - That's not so.
- ...if I didn't have cigarettes. - That's not true.
No wonder I don't like you.
[Gloria] Could've been arson.
- Could've been. - I don't know.
They were so fucking ugly, I was thinking of burning them down.
[knocks]
[mouthing words]
Ashley?
- Hi, Miss Ashley. Is Scooty here? - Moonee, tell your mom no more food. Okay?
- Okay. Is-- - I have to go work, okay?
- Is Scooty here? - No, he's not.
- Well, he's not at home. - Yeah, I know. He's with my friends.
Well, could you please give me the address?
Look, you can't come around anymore.
And I don't want you hanging out with Scooty anymore, you got it?
I have to go.
[men shouting]
[crowd jeering]
[Halley] Yass!
Hey, do you fucking see this shit?
- [tires screech] - [screaming]
[horn honks]
- [shrieking] - Come on. Come on.
[Halley] God!
- World star! - [tires screeching]
How 'bout this?
No more letting people run over other people
in the fucking parking lot. How 'bout that?
- Bobby, I didn't-- I couldn't do anything. - What's wrong with you?
'Cause this, this can't be happening.
[man] I fucking knocked that little fucker out. You fucking kiddin' me?
[cartoon on TV]
Go run and get some waffles, baby.
And where the fuck is Scooty?
- [man] Yo. - Hi, Scooty.
Hi, Halley.
Moonee's gonna hit the pool, does Scooty wanna come with her?
Ashley doesn't think that's a good idea right now, sorry.
The fuck does that mean?
Halley, calm down, calm down.
Hi. Here you go.
I want her to take my order.
Oh, it's you. Never seen you inside before.
Okay. Hold on.
Ashley.
- Yeah? - Yeah?
- What do you want, Halley? - What's going on?
What do you mean?
You've been telling my daughter she ain't welcome here no more.
Look, she can come in here, but I can't keep giving out free food.
Shit. You got in trouble?
And I don't want Scooty hanging out with her or that new kid from FutureLand.
Okay. So you ain't get in trouble. What's going on?
Nothing. Nothing to discuss.
- Really? - Really.
[Halley] Yo! What type of service is that? You gonna come take my order?
Moonee, order whatever the fuck you want. We're staying here all fucking day.
Yes. I want strawberry waffles with extra, extra warm syrup.
And I want eggs, bacon, and strawberries.
And blueberries. And Coke, root beer, and lemonade. Sprite.
You?
You sure that's it? You could order more. I told you, anything you want.
I actually want extra bacon.
Lots of bacon.
- And fresh jelly. Don't forget that. - You got all that?
You got money to pay for this?
Don't worry about my pockets. I got money.
- Okay. - And I got money, too!
- Mmm! - I have an idea.
You wanna have a burping contest?
- Are you serious? - I know you wanna have a burping contest.
- You go first. - Okay.
[burps]
[laughter]
That was a good one.
- You got another one? - Yeah.
Here it goes, here it goes...
[loud burp]
[laughing and giggling]
- [Halley] Oh, my God. - [Moonee] You try to burp.
I want the rest to go.
You gonna pack this up for me,
or do I gotta tell Simone what I feel about the service here?
Yeah.
Say hi to Scooty for me.
Mom, why did you do that?
- [indistinct] - Ah! I told you, you gotta spin it.
- I am. - No, no. Clockwise.
- I am! This is clockwise. - Oh, oh.
- No. I guess counterclockwise. - Jesus.
Come on.
Pull, pull, pull.
- You gotta spin it. - I am.
By the way, I told her happy birthday for you.
- But I didn't. - Come on, push.
- But I didn't. I didn't. - Push.
Why'd you do that? Why would you do that?
Now you call her and tell her I didn't.
Come on, please.
Hey. First-- First, you get her on the phone,
and you tell her I didn't wish her anything, damn it.
[Bobby] Okay.
You know what? Keep the money.
- Keep it. - No.
- I thought you appreciated the extra work. - Okay.
No. It takes an hour and a half just to drive here.
You totally screwed up my Saturday. I don't need the extra work.
Give the money to him, he needs it.
Or tell your boss to hire an extra hand.
Please just take the money. I really don't need it.
I can't do this anymore. I'm done.
Okay. But, just... help me bring this downstairs.
Come on. Finish what you started.
- You gonna press the button? - Oh, yeah.
[elevator whirring]
[man, softly] Fuck.
This one smells really good.
- No. - No?
No. Thank you.
Okay, thank you.
- [woman] Hey! Hey! - Oh, fuck.
Excuse me, lady. Hey!
- [woman] Hey! - We're leaving.
- I need you guys to come back inside. - We're leaving.
- Do you hear me? - We're leaving.
Come on.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. You were soliciting in our building.
- You can't do that. - You're not even a real cop.
Hey, I'm just doing my job here, alright.
You can't do that on our property. I've already called the cops.
You gotta go back inside with me.
Get off your power trip. You're riding a golf cart, okay?
I need you to come back right now.
If you're leaving, I gotta confiscate that.
I need you to-- Gimme--
- Fuck! - Are you serious right now?
You fucking bitch!
Come back here!
Why'd you let her have our perfume?
It's complicated, baby.
But why?
I can't get arrested again.
Could we go for ice cream?
You're walking too fast.
[TV: infomercial]
[TV: different infomercial]
I don't wanna watch this anymore.
- Where's the iPad? - Sold.
- What? - I had to sell it.
- Why? - Whatever, Moonee, this room costs money.
- You know I like pepperoni. - Pepperoni costs money.
Don't wipe that on the sheets. Gotta sleep there.
This is my pillow. I can wipe my hands on my pillow.
Are you gonna wash it then?
I'll have Bertha wash it.
[Bobby] I'm not gonna explain it to you again.
I ain't gonna let you, or anyone else, establish residency.
Don't think I think you're as dumb as you want me to think.
You're gonna screw me over.
You don't wanna do this, you can go. I'm serious.
But who's gonna know if we even did this?
And I'm being straight with you.
You gotta settle up by Friday.
[helicopter passes]
[Bobby] Come on.
Hey, April.
Come on, Moonee.
- What are you taking pictures for? - New policy.
Narek wants me to document the vacancy.
Moonee, come on.
Good night, ladies. See you in 24 hours.
- I'm right across 192 at The Magic Castle. - [TV: music]
I come here once a month, and the rate's 35.
Yes, well, our policy has changed.
- You can't just change the policy. - I certainly can.
- Fuck this right now. - What are you doing?
Don't worry about me.
- Who are you calling? - Mind your business.
- Can't you see I'm in charge here? - I don't care.
- Hello. Bobby. - Hey, Bobby.
These fuckos at The Arabian are trying to charge me...
- Forty-five. - Forty-five bucks.
Can you tell them it's 35?
- Now that's not right. - Hey, listen, Bobby--
- Where's Jimmy? - It's me, Jimmy, Bobby.
We're not honoring the deal anymore.
- Hey, Jimmy, How's it going? - Yeah, good.
- Hello? - Uh, who is this?
Any arrangements or deals you had with the previous owner...
Give us a break, lady!
...are no longer being honored or recognized. Thank you.
[Bobby] We've had an agreement in place for a while
where we give a little break to each other's--
[woman] I'm well aware of the arrangement you used to have.
But as I have said five times now, this is no longer being honored.
We just went through with this whole thing with The Enchanted Inn.
- Look, can't you make an exception? - No.
This is not up for discussion.
[Halley] You see what I'm saying, Bobby?
[Moonee groans]
Duh, lady! Duh!
[money rustling]
Magic Castle discount, there you go.
- Excuse me. - [Halley] Aw, you're so sweet, Bobby.
We don't need your business. Please take your money.
- What? - All of you kindly leave, please.
- Thank you. - You can't do that.
I have the 45. Are you fucking serious?
Listen to you. And your child.
No wonder you're in this situation.
Please leave the property. Right now. Leave.
- What is wrong with you? - Hey, come on.
Are you crazy out of mind?
You better come back here and clean this up. Come back here.
[Halley] Fuck you.
[woman] Do not ever come back to this property!
[door slams]
Damn, girl. This shit looks fucking fancy in here.
Thank you, thank you.
How do you got it like that? You an interior decorator or some shit?
Shit is mad cozy.
- Guys, you want cheesies? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - What's that big thing over there?
That's a turkey roaster.
What the fuck is it, Thanksgiving over here?
You got some cranberry sauce too? Shit.
I make some things, but Lunchables are like one dollar, you know?
Grandma, can they sleep over here every night?
- Yeah. You trying to cook us dinner. - Oh, I don't know about every night.
- [Moonee] Why not? - We can sleep together like a big family.
Yeah!
I'll pull out a mattress on the floor or something like that,
but y'all ain't sleeping in my bed.
No, you sleep on this side. And I'll sleep on that side.
[Jancey] This is gonna be the funnest sleepover over.
Yeah!
Since it's bedtime, can we finally go fucking smoke a blunt outside?
[helicopter passes]
Can you tie me up?
Are we going swimming?
- No, we're gonna take swimsuit selfies. - Swimsuit selfies! [screaming]
[hip-hop on radio]
Okay, ready? Let's take a selfie.
- Stick your tongue out. - [hip-hop continues]
[Moonee laughs]
Cute.
Tell me how to look pretty, Moonee.
Wait. Hold on.
- [camera clicks] - My turn!
Get out there and take a picture of me.
Perfect.
Plip, plop, plip, plop. [giggles]
It's going to be a big surprise! And...
- Open! - Whoa!
At the end of the rainbow is gold!
I know, but a leprechaun is on the end with the gold.
And it wouldn't let us keep it.
I wish that leprechaun was nice.
Let's go beat it up. Come on!
[chattering]
[hip-hop on radio]
Hmm.
Hey. [groans] This Slinky is old.
Whoa!
[muttering]
[announcer on radio] Hip-hop. That's the way we do it.
Power 95.3, Orlando's number one for commercial free hip-hop.
Sorry to interrupt.
I just wanted to pay you for the week, sir.
- It's good. - Duh.
[children chattering, shouting]
[gargling]
- [giggles] - [coughs]
[indistinct]
- [Moonee, exaggerated] Hi! - [Jancey] Hi, Bobby!
[Moonee] Hi, bossy guy.
- Good kids. Most of the time. - [Moonee gargling]
- Bobby. - Yeah.
- Come here. - Yup.
Okay. See? This is all finable.
- What? - These bikes blocking the walkway.
Okay. Okay.
- You have to make a flyer. - All right.
It has to say, "Please move your bikes and lock them in the back."
[Bobby] Okay. Uh, in the--
- Okay? - Way in the back?
- Yes. - Okay.
Give them one week deadline, otherwise we'll cut them off.
- Okay. All right. - "Thank you, Management."
[hip-hop on radio]
[mutters]
Soap in my eyes.
Let me wash my hair again without this soap in my eye.
[Jancey] I'm gonna cook lasagna!
- What are you gonna cook? - [Moonee] I'm gonna cook alien food!
Yeah!
Here you go, aliens! Eat it up!
[hip-hop continues]
- [Jancey humming] - [traffic passing]
[Moonee] You're a good hummer, Jancey.
[Halley] Oh, wait.
- Mommy, look at us. - Girls, we got one.
Yes!
We're just going straight. Is that okay?
[chattering]
[singing, indistinct]
- [Halley] You ready, Jancey? - [Moonee] Can I put it in?
- It's on. - [Jancey] Be careful, 'cause it has fire.
Don't want you to get burned.
[Moonee, Halley] ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear Jancey ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
Make a wish, big girl.
[Moonee laughing]
[Moonee] Whoa!
- [explosions] - [screaming, cheering]
- [Moonee] Happy birthday, Jancey! - [Jancey] Whoa!
- That's for you. - I love it!
- [Jancey] Whoa. - [Moonee, Jancey screaming]
[Jancey] Halley, save us, 'cause I don't--
- [Halley] Did you make your birthday wish? - Yeah.
- [hip-hop on radio] - [humming]
[chattering]
Okay.
[door closes]
[car starts]
- Oh, come on. - [woman] Hola.
[scoffs] Come on. Pardon me.
Excuse me. Pardon me.
- Excuse me, pardon me. - [woman] Gracias.
- Come on, ladies. - Excuse me, dude.
[chuckles]
[chattering]
- Get it, get it, get it. - It's hard, Moonee.
- What? - It's really hard, Moonee.
- Yeah, I know. - Hey. Wait a minute.
I didn't get jelly.
Tricky jar.
- Tricky, tricky. Tricky, tricky-- - Tricky jar.
- Wiggly, wiggly. - Well, here you go.
- Oh, no. - Oh.
Thank you!
Mm.
[giggling]
Kind of like that, don't ya?
This is the best jelly I ever eaten.
Do you know... Do you know why this is my favorite tree?
Why?
'Cause it tipped over.
And it's still growing.
That's pretty cool.
Mm-hmm.
[helicopter passing]
All yours, Scooty.
- Hey, Bobby. - Hey.
Ashley, have you been spotting Halley on the rent?
What? Why would I do that? I don't even talk to that bitch.
- Okay. Thanks. Have a nice swim. - Thank you.
[water splashing]
Can I go swimming with Scooty?
You're not going swimming while that bitch is down there.
Why can't I?
- [chuckles] - Tickle monster.
- [playful screaming] - [cell phone ringing]
Moonee, get ready for a bath, okay?
What kind of car you driving?
All right. Room 323, babe.
- [hip-hop on radio] - [babbling]
[hip-hop continues]
[door opens]
[man] Oh. Hey, there's a kid in here.
[Halley] Dude, I told you the bathroom was off-limits.
- I had to piss. - Out.
- Pull the curtain, Moon. - You have a fucking kid in here?
Whatever. Out.
Moon, I'll be right back, okay?
[door closes]
[announcer on radio]...Orlando's number one for commercial free hip-hop.
[man rapping] ♪ I got my money up, spend it right ♪
♪ Shorty say she dropped it low ♪
♪ Mmm, yeah, mmm, yeah ♪ [giggling]
♪ Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah ♪
Do I look like a ticket scammer?
I don't know. What does a ticket scammer look like?
- I'm just not interested. - Not like me, though.
If I was scamming tickets,
I would not be coming in here with my daughter, trying to give you a deal.
- [Halley] Hey, you going in there? - Yeah.
Don't buy from those places. They'll rope you into buying timeshares.
- I got some I'm trying to sell. - Ah. No, thanks.
Dude! They'll make you do a two-hour tour and hard sell you.
You really wanna do that shit on your vacation?
- You're selling ticket bands? - [singing]
Well, I have four. They're 164 per day.
So that's, like, $600 in cash. I could do... $400.
And these still work, no tricks?
They're completely unused.
My family had to cancel our vacation, and they don't give out refunds.
But they're totally unused, they'll work.
Look, I'll even come with you to the front gate or whatever so you know I'm for real.
- And these are Park Hoppers, yeah? - Of course!
All right. Should we say 350 for the four, then?
- Cash? - Yeah.
Lowest I can do is 400. That's a steal.
- All right. - Thanks.
Give him the bands, Moon.
Give the man the bands.
- Have a great time. - Thanks, sweetheart.
Thank you. Come on, baby.
- Whoo! - [babbling]
- [Moonee] Oh, look, look. - [Halley gasps]
- [gasps] - That one's beautiful!
I want that one.
[gasps]
- We can give Jancey one. - Let's buy it. Give me that.
- Look at what else they have. - Hey!
- Cotton balls? - Yeah.
Okay.
- Toys! - [laughs]
Seriously, girlfriend? [laughs]
- Money. I'm rich. I'm rich. - You got money!
[shrieking, screaming]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah It's the American flag ♪
[gasps] Look, there's a flute!
- [horn honks] - [giggling]
[Moonee singing]
[giggles] Yeah!
- Back in the workforce? - Say what?
- New job? - Yeah!
Interesting hours.
What?
One, I see you dressed in PJs all day, every day.
Am I wearing PJs now?
Two, if you're working, who's looking after Moonee?
Mind your own business, bro.
- Get that stolen cart off the property. - [bells jingling]
[TV: indistinct]
[knocking]
- Yeah? - [man, indistinct]
[Moonee] Who is it?
Go away, asshole,
- or I'm gonna call the cops. - [knocking continues]
Why you calling the cops?
[chuckles]
- I'm not going away. - [knob rattling]
- [knocking continues] - Mom, who's outside?
Nobody, baby. Don't worry about it.
Hey, hey!
- Hey, what's going on? - It's none of your business, bro.
It is my business. I'm the manager here. What's going on?
Okay, yeah. The girl in there, she's got something of mine.
I-- I want it back.
- The six-year-old? - The-- [sighs]
No, man. The mom.
Halley, it's Bobby. We got a situation here. Open up.
- Yeah? - This guy says you have something of his.
- I don't know who this guy is. - She doesn't know who you are.
You got the wrong girl. We gotta talk, now.
You know, you gotta leave the premises if you're not staying here.
[man] I'm not going anywhere without my four MagicBands, okay?
She went in my bag, she took four fucking MagicBands.
[Halley] What the fuck is a magical band?
I don't know what this guy is talking about.
[Bobby] She don't know what you're talking about.
She went in my stuff, she lifted four fucking bands.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - She don't know what you're talking--
You do know what I'm talking about.
Okay? I want them back now. That's $1700. That's grand larceny, bitch.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, buddy.
I'm happy to call the cops right now, and we can fill out a report.
And you can tell them what your business was on the premises.
Four bracelets?
I imagine they were for your wife and children, yeah?
I suggest you leave the premises right now.
This isn't a premises, it's a fucking dump.
[Halley] About time you make yourself useful.
[infomercial continues]
Did he have to pee again?
Don't worry about it, Moon.
- [tires screech] - [car departs]
What now?
From now on, all visitors are required to check in at the front desk. Got it?
What?
You have a guest, they check in with me at the front office.
- What the fuck are you talking about? - You heard me.
Get back inside, Moonee.
When I say register, I'm talking about ID.
They gotta leave the ID right there, with me, in the office.
You can't just not let me have guests. What gives you the authority?
What? The authority? Uh, my job title: manager.
- I have friends though. - Hey, watch those glasses on the walkway.
Yeah. We all got friends. We all got friends.
But this is a special rule for you.
Okay. But, Bobby--
I do follow rules. Just 'cause they're not your rules doesn't mean anything.
No, they-- They're the company's rules. They're the motel's rules.
- That's the way it is. I'm a very fair-- - Fuck you looking at, Tina?
- [Bobby] Hey! - Don't listen, don't--
- Hey, people are leaving. - You're not my fucking father.
- I don't wanna be your father. - You can't fucking treat me like this.
- This isn't a fucking jail. - Listen-- Hey! Calm down!
- Calm down! - This isn't a jail!
- No, no. It's a place where people live. - You're gonna chase my friends away?
- And you gotta-- You gotta calm down. - That's a fucking invasion of privacy.
It's like the fucking Fifth Amendment or something.
- I've had it. That's it! That's it! - You can't fucking do that.
- That's it! - Who do you think you are, Bobby Big Shot?
Fuck you, Bobby! I don't have to listen to you!
Out!
I want you out of this lobby! I'm gonna count to three.
And if you don't leave this lobby, you're out of here tonight!
One.
Two.
- [bells jingling] - Three!
[Bobby] Oh. Nice!
[Jancey] Moonee, why'd you take me on this adventure?
- I didn't know it was going to rain. - Did you not even watch the news?
I never watch the news. It's so boring!
I watch the news. It's not that boring.
[cows mooing]
[loud moo]
- Whoo! - Careful of the pooey.
- See, I took you on a safari. - [mooing continues]
[imitating mooing]
[hip-hop on radio]
Hey. These two are still busted,
but I'll be done with that one in like two minutes.
Okay.
Mom, it's Halley.
- Hey. - What?
[sighs]
I know Moonee probably did some shit, and I'm sorry about that.
But I don't think that shit should, you know, affect us.
You know, they're kids.
Is that it?
Yeah, well...
Could you spot me my rent this week? I'm maxed out.
- [chuckles] - What?
I think you got that covered.
What are you talking about?
You don't think everybody knows what's up, Halley? Like, everybody.
What the fuck are you talking about?
[scoffs] Bitch...
[man on TV] Seems pretty clear to me. Step aside, soldier!
- That's you. - That's not me.
[laughs]
Those are your tats, bitch. Are you fucking kidding me?
And I swear to God, if Scooty was ever in the room while you were whoring off,
I'll fucking kill you.
[both grunting]
- [Halley] Fuck you, bitch! - No!
Get the fuck outta here.
- [blows landing] - [Ashley whimpering]
[TV continues, indistinct]
[coughs, sighs]
Mom, are you okay?
Mom?
Uh, are you okay, Mom?
[spits, breathes heavily]
[gasping, crying]
[Moonee] You're not going to like it. Because guess what?
- What? - No fun stuff in the classroom.
I heard in school you get recess.
And recess is fun. You get to go outside, you get on the playground, it's fun.
It's just recess! Nothing else!
Well, my grandma sometimes does that to me,
- but I trick her that I fall asleep. - [chattering, indistinct]
- But then I just wake up-- - I think something's happening at my room.
[chattering continues]
Did Ashley fucking call DCF on me?
Ma'am, we got a call, and it doesn't matter who--
From who? Who the fuck called you then?
- Ma'am-- - Who called you?
- We were called to investigate. - Who called you?
You fucking tell me who called, and I'll tell you why.
If it was Ashley, she's hype 'cause I fucking beat her ass.
Girls.
[Halley] Don't fucking touch me. Don't ask me questions.
- I don't fucking want-- - Listen to me.
Uh--
- You wait right here, okay? - Why is my mom yelling?
Uh, she's just talking to these ladies. Jancey, you go home.
- You go home now. - Okay.
- Bye, Moonee. - [softly] Bye.
[Halley] You're not coming into my fucking place.
I'm not doing anything wrong.
You're literally coming onto my fucking property.
You're not coming into my room.
You don't have a fucking court order. Let me see paperwork.
[woman] So then can you help us so that we can go--
[Halley] Can I help you about what?
Why's my mom upset?
You know, I don't know, but, uh...
They're just talking. They gotta figure something out.
What are-- What do they have to figure anything out with?
Um, I don't know. It's some sort of confusion. But it'll be fine. Okay?
- Mom! - Uh--
You're doing this in front of my fucking kid?
Can I go back to my room now?
[Bobby] In a little bit.
- [woman] A couple minutes, okay? - Yup.
Just-- Just-- Moonee.
Talk to the lady. She's just got some questions for you,
and then you can go back to your room. All right?
Can you tell me what kind of stuff you do every day, Moonee?
[helicopter passing]
Do you ever go swimming in the pool?
Yeah?
What else? What kind of stuff do you like to do with your friends?
[TV: sitcom]
[loud thump]
[thumping continues]
[Moonee groans]
[thumping continues]
[Moonee] What's going on?
Nothing, baby. Go back to bed.
[thumping continues]
- Whatcha doin' all wet, Mom? - Nothing.
[Moonee] Come here.
[playful screaming]
Tag, you're it.
It's very good.
- [squeals] - Tickle monster!
- I'm the tickle monster! - [giggling]
[hip-hop on radio]
If there are any boxes over there that are less than half-full,
throw them out, okay?
Yeah, yeah.
Ooh, ooh.
- Ooh-ooh. - Ooh-ooh.
Girl, those are from the outside.
Your grubby little fingers trying to unlock this window.
You better clean that.
Don't do that, don't do that.
If DCF has a fucking problem with that, eff them.
What?
- [Moonee giggling] - Dirty.
You better clean up those underpants.
- [glasses clinking] - Thank you.
- Hey! - Hey.
- What's up? - You need towels?
No.
- Hmm. Sometime, a little bit. - I have a present for you.
This is for you, but make sure you smoke all of it.
- Like, all of it. - Yes.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Enjoy that shit, girl.
Thank you. Hey!
And don't worry. It's gonna be okay.
I promise. It's gonna be okay.
[humming]
[squeals]
- [Jancey] I don't know why we just, like-- - [Moonee] Just look at them.
[Jancey] Okay.
[Jancey] What's your-- What's your favorite thing to watch on TV?
- ♪ SpongeBob SquarePants ♪ - Me too.
♪ SpongeBob SquarePants ♪
- [bells jingle] - Boys. Good morning.
Yeah. You gotta go home.
There's cars coming through here. We got guests.
No harm, no foul.
"No foul."
There's a joke in there somewhere.
All right, fellas.
All right. Have a good day.
[calypso over speakers]
[chorus vocalizing]
[man singing, indistinct]
[Moonee chuckles] Wow!
- Moonee, come get a plate. - Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Mm... Good.
I'm going to eat a strawberry and a raspberry at the same time.
Man, oh, man, that's gross.
I wish they made forks out of candy.
Then you could eat the fork after your meal.
I love this.
Ahh!
Oh, I feel like I'm going to burp.
Wish I had a bigger stomach.
Like I was pregnant.
I'd fit food in there.
We gotta come here again.
This is the life, man.
Better than a cruise.
I mean, there's--
There's not a cruise made out of all this food.
- [woman] Excuse me. - Yeah.
May I have your room number, please?
- 323. - Thank you. Have a great stay.
Excuse me, can I have your room number, please?
- [Moonee giggles] - [chuckles]
- [door opens] - [bells jingle]
[woman] Hi, there. I need to speak with the manager, please.
[Amber] Bobby...
I know.
[police radio chatter]
Mom, what's going on?
- It's okay, baby. - What's okay?
[woman] That's actually what we have in our paperwork.
[Bobby] Oh, okay.
- [Halley] Excuse me. - [woman] Hi, Halley.
- Thank you. - Hi, Moonee.
Can I help you?
[woman] Halley, these DCF officers are here in regards to Moonee.
You wanna inspect my room, be my guest.
- You wanna shake my boxes? - [box rattling]
You wanna look inside my fridge?
- Halley. - What?
We have security footage
showing nine different men entering and exiting your room.
[Bobby] Why don't you take Moonee outside so we can talk to Halley privately?
- What's going on? - Um...
Well, you know what? We just wanna make sure that you're safe, okay?
We've also obtained this online classified ad
soliciting customers for sexual activities
with your phone number attached.
Well, you're gonna go somewhere really fun, and we're gonna have toys...
[Moonee] But how many days?
- It'll only be temporary, okay? - What's temporary?
Temporary means just for a little bit of time.
- Can we do that? - I guess so.
Okay. Thank you. You're such a big girl. You know that?
No.
...that's able to take her. But luckily, we have a family in Polk County
that can take her for the entire course of the investigation. Okay?
[Moonee] Could I say goodbye to my friend Scooty?
- [Woman] Uh... - He's down in 223.
We just need to check to see if that's okay.
She wants to say goodbye to her friend Scooty.
- It's okay for her to say goodbye, right? - I'll take her down.
We don't say goodbye. But you could give your friend a hug.
And you'll see them real soon. Okay?
- Okay. - Okay. Let's go. Come on.
My colleague's gonna take Moonee downstairs to say goodbye to her friend.
And in the meantime, it'd be great if you could pack a bag with necessities.
Also, maybe a favorite doll or toy.
Yes?
Hello, miss. My name is Susan Watson. I'm with DCF.
We have a quick favor to ask--
[Moonee] Ashley, what happened to your face?
[man]...little cinnamon on it. The right temperature, take your breath away.
Okay. We can do a hug or a high-five.
- Come here, Moonee. - Thank you so much.
- I hope your eye feels better. - Thank you, babe.
All right. Thank you so much. Okay?
[Scooty] My mom said you're going to another family.
- [Ashley] Scooty. - What?
Thank you.
Why did he say I was going to another family?
You're just gonna go live with a family just for a little while.
[police radio chatter]
- Just temporary, okay? - Moonee, we're going to your room, okay?
Okay.
Watch the steps.
Are those cops going to take my mom away?
- [woman] No, they're not. - Are they gonna take me to another family?
I'm gonna take you to a nice family where you're gonna be okay,
just for a little while. Is that okay?
- Well, I don't want to. - Moonee.
- I don't want to go. - Moonee, I know.
[buzzer]
- Moonee, will you please listen? - Stop.
- Honey, your mom knows all about it. - Stop!
Your mom said it was okay.
- Do you want me to get super angry? - No, I don't. That's why--
Hey, I'm gonna... fix those machines by the end of the week.
Okay.
- Would you please go get her parent? - Yes, okay.
- Stop! - Honey, honey. She's gonna-- Calm down.
- Halley? - Jesus Christ!
- Sweetie, come on-- - You are-- I'm not your sweetie!
Being very emotional right now.
You want me to help you take my child away?
- I am so sor-- - Are you retarded? You're stupid, right?
- I don't have to go. - Take a breath. Sweetie.
You're literally asking me to help you take away my fucking kid!
- This is what's best right now. - Halley, calm down.
Calm down? Calm down?
You want me to fuckin' help, right? You want me to fuckin' help, right?
- Get the fuck outta my house! - [man] Hey, calm down.
Stop! You're such a liar!
[Moonee] You're such a liar!
You're a fucking-- Don't touch me!
- Stop. - She just went to get your mom.
You have to stop!
[Moonee] I don't wanna go!
- Liar! - Moonee!
[woman gasps]
Shut the fuck up! Don't touch--
[woman] Moonee!
Moonee! Oh, my God. Officer!
...fuck outta here! Get the fuck outta here!
[woman] Officer!
- I don't care! - The child's running!
[helicopter passing]
No! No. That way. Towards the highway!
- 81, I got a child running eastbound... - What's going on?
I don't know. Just--
- [man] DCF-- [continues, indistinct] - [woman] Jesus Christ.
I tried to hold her.
You let her just run away?
- Halley, will you please just-- - And I'm the one who's unfit?
Fuck you!
Jancey!
[rapid breathing]
Hi, Moonee.
Here you go, honey.
Jancey. Come, honey. It's time to eat.
We're just about to have lunch, are you hungry?
[grandmother] Moonee, you want a bowl, honey?
Moonee, what's wrong?
Lucy! Por favor, look at this!
Please!
You're scaring me, Moonee.
You're my best friend, and this may be the only time I'm going to see you again.
What's going on?
Just wait right here, okay? Don't move.
[indistinct]
I can't say it.
[crying continues]
Bye!
[intense music playing]
[music continues]
[music ends]
[people chattering, faint]
[band playing, faint]
[sounds fade]