Reservation Dogs

("I Love You" by Spacemen 3 playing)

Goddamn it, man.

Come on.

Hey, you forget your...

What are you doing?

Aging my tool belt.

But, damn it, I was supposed to do it last night.

Age your tool belt?

Yeah, you know, like make it look rugged and shit.

I just bought that for you.

It's brand-new. It's a nice one.

Mom, I cannot go to a new construction job

with a new belt on. They'll eat me alive in there.

Eat you alive? Well...

Hey, why don't you go work at Rob and Cleo's,

somewhere safer?

I'm the man of the house. I need, like, a man's job.

And men don't like new tool belts?

I can't show weakness to these guys, Mom, I swear.

Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, shit.

The fuck is he doing?

- (music stops) - Can you go back inside?

- What? But I know them. I want to say hi. - No, no.

- Don't do this to me, Mom. Please, go back inside. - But I... Okay.

Okay. Geez.

What's up, fellas?

Look at you with your cute little tool belt on.

Wait. Your thermos!

Mom...

Ooh, there she is.

Be careful, Baby Bear.

Hey, what's good, Rita?

Hey, Charlie.

You take good care

- of my boy, all right? - Fuckin' A.

Like he's my own son.

Shit, he almost was. Don't forget it.

Shut up.

Treat you like my little stepson.

Straighten you out, Baby Bear.

Psych! Too young, shitass.

Plus, your moms would kick my ass.

Bear, man... today is the big day.

- No more soft hands. - (engine starts)

("I Love You" by Spacemen 3 resumes)

- Morning. - Morning.

- What's up, Danny? - Charlie.

This is our new help.

What, you all shy now?

All right.

The fuck?

What do you guys want me to do?

Hey, when you don't know, just copy us.

Okay.

Whew! Damn, boys.

That edible is kicking in.

Shit. Man, I'm-a fly off this roof.

Does he not work with us?

Ah, he likes to work alone.

Man, remember he used to be the shittiest worker here.

Now he's like a damn robot.

Fuckin' head down, don't talk.

- Gets the job done, though. - Well, things change.

- Ah, shit. - What?

We're missing the board stretcher.

Aw, fuck. Where the fuck it go?

Can't finish the job without a board stretcher.

What's a board stretcher?

It's a board stretcher. Just as it sounds.

Why don't you go down to the truck,

- see if you can find it. - What's it look like?

You'll know it when you see it. It's a fucking board stretcher.

Big old letters on it. "Board stretcher."

All right.

Don't come back without it.

What the fuck is a board stretcher, man?

Danny, uh, you haven't seen the board stretcher, have you?

Well, they said they can't finish work without it.

There ain't no such thing as a board stretcher.

They're fucking with you.

- You serious? - (laughter)

Man...

Next one.

So, did you guys always want to become roofers?

Yeah, we always wanted to fuck our backs up.

Yeah, it's always been a dream of mine.

Ever since I was a little kid, all I wanted to do

was build white people shit.

- (scoffs) - You don't choose it.

Shit, it chooses you.

It's a rite of passage.

So you snagged yet, Bear?

: Shit, man, of course I have.

- You know, all the time. - (laughing)

Shit, you ain't snagged nothing but yourself, man.

I was 13 once, too.

I'm 17, so...

Yeah, we grew up faster back then. No Internet.

Shit. Pass me another one.

Move, damn it.

Hey, Marc Don.

Can you move your truck? I'm gonna pick up some smokes.

Hey, let's get some wraps

and some cranberry juice while you're there.

Marc Don, you want anything?

Some LaCroix. Pamplemousse if they got it.

Just make sure it's none of that green apple shit.

- I fucking hate it. - Hey.

- What about you? - I'm good.

Cvpon, move the truck.

Word. No problem.

- (engine starts) - Oh, ho, ho.

Damn, this shit is tight. (chuckles)

- (shifter clunking) - (horn honks)

Oh, shit. - Hurry, shitass.

Okay, okay, okay.

All right, all right, all right.

Fuck you doing?

- (engine turns off) - Nailed it.

(singer vo

Whoa, shit!

- (panting) - Where you going?

You're all right. You're okay.

First rule of roofing:

don't chase it if it's already falling.

- Holy shit. - Everything all right over here?

Yeah, he's all right. He just took a little slide.

- Whew. - Come lay some support boards.

Go on.

Just fuckin' give it to 'er.

Hey, nothing to be nervous about, Bear.

Charlie, go on and show him.

When I'm hammering, all I do is think about

something that makes me mad.

What makes you mad?

Shit, mostly my landlord.

Hey, fucker, you're renting my mom's house.

Yeah, and sometimes she makes me mad.

Shit. Just think about what makes you mad.

What's up, Dad? Are you still coming?

Something came up, man.

I'm trying to get a flight now,

but, shit, it's too late now, man.

Fuck, man. I'm sorry.

All right.

I love you, Dad.

All right, man. I'll hit you back soon.

I gotta take a piss.

These kids, man.

Different kind.

Fuck, I bet Punkin couldn't fuckin' drive a nail either.

Nah, I worked with him.

Shit worker, always rapping about fry bread and shit.

He could still drive a nail though.

Just can't take care of his damn kids.

Fuckin' A.

Aho! Young Warrior!

Man, I'm in the bathroom. Some things are sacred.

Aho! Yeah, you're right.

This is a very sacred place.

The most sacred.

Back in the day, our greatest warriors would sometimes

develop their greatest battle strategies in places like this.

We had a big trench.

We'd all line up and pop a squat together.

Look at each other and talk about the battle coming,

as we pooped.

Face-to-face, we would talk for hours.

Man, I do not want to hear this.

Look at you, all grown up. Got a job and shit.

Yeah but this is bullshit.

I don't even know what I'm doing.

And I almost fell off the roof.

It's like, they don't even teach you anything,

just expect you to know.

Yeah. That's the Native way of teaching.

We have this, uh, traditional pedagogy of, uh:

just get out there and learn, fucker.

- (grunts) - (water plops)

Okay, well, I just... I don't think this is for me.

I know how you feel. I too...

have dealt with the hardships

of trying to build a home.

I remember one time in a blizzard,

I had to put up a tipi.

I lost seven children in that storm.