#REALITYHIGH(2017)【完整台词】

I'm gonna... oh, my God!

- I'm gonna puke.

- No, no, no, no.

The bathroom's down that hallway,

the fifth door on the right. No!

- Sorry.

- Alfred!

Come on!

Whoa, Dani, you look great.

Danielle, you've blossomed this year.

Oh, pervert.

Come on! Broussard, let's go.

- If you're gonna...

- My office!

Freddie, answer your phone.

You can't ignore me forever.

Ba-ruch a-tah

a-do-Nai eh-lo-hay-nu meh-lech ha-o-lahm.

- A-Sher ba-char.

- Freddie...

That's a bit of the blessing

that a boy says at a Bar Mitzvah.

It's a part of the blessing that I missed

because my best friend forgot

to pick me up.

I had to play my first paying gig for free

because I was two hours late.

Okay, I tried calling you,

but you didn't answer.

One second, I was in Malibu shopping

and the next at Kid Ink's party!

I lost track of time!

Yeah, you couldn't have texted or...?

They took our phones at the door.

It's this weird celebrity thing.

I don't know.

Oh, excuse me.

I didn't realize you hang out

with these people for a couple weeks

and you're a celebrity.

Look...

I messed up.

I'm sorry.

I don't accept your apology.

Why are you being such a jerk?

- Why are you so selfish?

- I'm selfish?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, you wanted me

to skip hanging out with Kid Ink

so that I could drive you

to some 13-year-old's birthday party?

I just had the best night of my life.

Why can't you be happy for me?

Fine.

I'm happy for you.

Have fun with

your new fake friends.

Just because they're cool

and you're not, Freddie...

- doesn't mean they're fake.

- No, they're fake.

It's just that you fit in now

so you don't realize it.

So, how's it going with Freddie?

It's not.

What? So, you guys still haven't talked?

Can we please change the subject?

Okay, have you heard back

about the scholarship yet?

No.

By "change the subject," I mean

to something that's not stressing me out.

All right, all right.

Um, well...

Well, we can talk about this.

What is it?

Well, you know,

my acceptance letter to UCLA. Yeah.

Some girl told me to follow my heart.

I figured, "Why don't I follow my heart?"

Cam, this is amazing!

What did your dad say?

I haven't exactly told him,

but with the meet tonight and um...

and the Fox Sports thing after, I...

- Hello!

- Oh, my God.

- Holy shit.

- What?

Alexa just texted me.

I'm gonna be on

Hashtag Reality High this week.

Taylor is gonna flip!

Oh.

I have to go meet the girls.

But, um, I'll see you later at the meet.

Yeah, sure. Um...

- Oh.

- You're gonna kill it. Later, babe!

Thanks for coming out.

You're gonna see something special today.

- Heard great things.

- Meet my son Cam.

- How you doing?

- Great.

- Good to meet you.

- Likewise.

- You ready to get started?

- We sure are.

- Dad's excited.

- You don't know the half of it.

All right.

So, Cameron, tell me.

What's it like to be called

the next Michael Phelps?

Aw, man, well...

Oops.

- You guys.

- Shh.

Sorry! Sorry.

You guys, come.

- Shh!

- Sit, sit, sit up here.

Look, I'm sorry about that.

Shit, sorry.

Don't mind us!

Shh.

It's all good. So, people are saying

you're the next Michael Phelps.

Well, man,

I wouldn't say all that, right?

Now, don't be modest.

You've built this program to

national prominence one stroke at a time.

He said stroke!

Um, can you just...

Can you just give me one second?

I'm sorry.

- Can I talk to you for a second?

- Hey, Cameron!

Oh, okay.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm supporting you.

How? By missing my meet,

then showing up drunk?

- Oh.

- Did you see how pissed my dad was?

I still have to talk to him about UCLA.

Okay, hashtag first-world problems.

Okay, Alexa.

Hey, don't be mad at me just because

you're too scared to talk to your dad.

I can't believe you.

Why?

What is your worst case scenario here?

Okay, you go to college?

- Go to the Olympics?

- Keep it down.

You go to college and the Olympics?

I don't know if I can go to my dream

school, because I can't afford it.

And you're here bitching about

all your options.

You don't get it.

I do, actually.

It's simple.

You go to your dad, and you say,

"Hey, Dad, I'm going to UCLA!"

- Please be quiet.

- Is that true?

- You need to get back to the interview.

- Uh...

- Just give me a second, Dad, please.

- One minute.

- I didn't know he was standing...

- Whatever. What's done is done.

I'm sorry.

I don't know

what's going on with you right now,