In his (or his mother's) car, Pueblo asks Stephanie, "Stephanie-pie. Guess what I'm doing today?" Stephanie says, uninterestedly, "What?" "I'm going to join the Army!" says Pueblo.
Reason #3 Why Pablo Is A Fucking Tool: He's supposed to be joining the fucking MARINES. Not the ARMY. And yet he's so goddamn clueless that he equates the Marines with the Army. Dude. They're two totally different animals. Seriously. The Marines are all about honor and duty and fervent attention to detail and the flag and the Consti-fucking-tution. They're SCARY. Check out their website and you'll see what I mean. The Army is all about "if you wanna join, cool -- cuz we need more bodies." The Army is made up of "grunts". The Marines are made up of men who want to KILL. You've claimed to want to join up with the Marines, Pueblo. Don't mistake them with the Army. EVER.
Allie's lolling around on Brett's pullout sofa, yammering away on the phone. "I'm gonna graduate," says Allie, indignantly. "No! Michael! She's telling our family that I'm not gonna graduate!" Brett looks at the floor with a pursed expression on her face. "She can't even admit anything!" After telling her brother that she's not going to talk to him like that anymore, Allie hangs up the phone.
Next thing we see is Allie and Michael rummaging through boxes; Michael hands Allie a photo of herself as a kid. Then Allie's watching videos of herself as a kid. "It's hard," she says in a VO. "I dunno. It just feels, like, I'm not there. I'm disconnected. And, I think I know it all, and I don't." We switch to Allie, in an interview, very upset. "It sucks cuz, like, I'm adopted and she fought so hard...so fucking hard...to get me. She told me she prayed to get a beautiful daughter..." She's ADOPTED? When the hell did this happen? Almost a whole bloody season, and her adoption was never mentioned? I think that's kind of an oversight, don't you? Man, these filmmakers have once again gone Bunim-Murray on my ass. They withheld important character information and didn't clue us in until said information had more dramatic weight and packed more of an emotional punch. Way to manipulate, R.J. Cutler. Allie's crying now, so, of course, we switch to her on the beach with Brett for a poignant moment.
Brett, sitting opposite Allie on some weird stone framework, listens as Allie says that she and her mother just need to learn to live with each other and grow "parallel" together instead of perpendicular. What? What'd she just say? Jesus. Allie needs to get out of her head for at least ONE DAY. Or, at least, she needs to stop smoking so much weed. My Lord. Your mother's husband, YOUR FATHER, dumped her for another woman! Can you both just fucking deal with that? I mean, instead of screaming at each other and both going off into your respective corners to muse over that which you've just discussed? God! Do these people know how to communicate? I've had more open discussions over a returned sweater at Barney's than these people have had in their everyday lives! Grow up! TALK! It's not that hard! I just want to take them out back and turn the fire hose on them. I mean it.