Julia creeps out of the house in the dead of night. The best Beach Boys song ever starts up: "Don't Worry Baby." It's a great song! Julia takes some money out of an envelope and gets on a bus. Aww! She VOs a letter to Michael in her head, that she "misses him already," and "thanks for the loan," and that she's "sorry."
We get a hitchhiking montage as the song plays. A creep in a convertible stops for her. Oh, no. Finally, she gets out of a VW bus, in San Francisco. A sitar plays. She enters a home, with "OM" painted on the walls and people playing guitar everywhere she looks. Finally she sees Donovan Leitch painting a naked lady, and says hi. He remembers her, and introduces her to his "old lady," the model. Julia says that this is "kind of hard." Old Lady says, "You're pregnant, right?" Donovan Leitch says "that is far out." That doesn't help matters, "man."
More Vietnam footage. "125,000 troops are to be sent over right away," says LBJ. The music is sad. Sarah organizes a rally and a petition, until she sees Michael. They kiss. Then they decide to march.
Black-and-white fades to color as we see the actors "march" in protest of the war. They stand in front of the troop train, then get out of the way -- except Kenny. He stands and screams and won't move. The crowd watches as the train goes by, unimpeded. When the train is gone, we see Kenny in the hands of armed guards, still screaming "stop the train!" Wow, what a passionate nut.
At the post-protest party, Sarah and Michael kiss Kenny's ass, all, wow, man, it's like you vaporized in front of that train, man! That was so cooool. Kenny leans against the wall and eats it up with a spoon. A Chinese delivery guy busts into their little group and demands money for the delivery. Michael is perhaps new to the ways of paying the delivery guy when he shows up with food, and makes "um" noises as the guy repeatedly asks for money. Then the Chinese guy just switches to Chinese and sounds like he's cursing the day Michael was born. Kenny, still in smarmy/suave mode, takes over and pays the guy, saying Michael should read The Wretched of the Earth, and that the guy makes more money the faster he completes deliveries. Oh, Kenny, thou art so wise. Shall I count the ways in which you school the bougie? Kenny says that "the [delivery] guy comes over here, he comes from a tribal culture, but capitalism doesn't have time for rituals, so he trades good manners for efficiency." Un-huh. Oh, he thought you all were a bunch of wieners and wanted to get out of there with a quickness. Michael is all, yeah, delivery guy was "caught under the wheels of the revolution." Wow, man. Kenny looks at him disdainfully and says, "You're kidding. Sometimes you have to crawl into the belly of the beast!" Oh, for fuck's sake -- STOP TALKING IN METAPHORS! Throw that one out on the stoop and see if the cat licks it up. Michael says he thinks the "belly of the beast" is in that take-out carton on the table. Sarah giggles, in her white eyeliner. Sock it to me, Sarah! Kenny is all, seriously, "you have to understand and share in the struggles of the worker...the demands of market imperialism that caused him to leave his homeland," blah blah blah. Shut up about the working man, Kenny. Michael makes a Dylan pun, which Sarah jumps all over, which Kenny then trumps by saying he can get backstage passes to the concert in Newport this July, if Sarah wants to come with. Sarah gets all googly-oogly, and gushes, "Reeeeally!" Kenny makes goo-goo eyes like mad at her. Michael is all, whuh? My girl, she's getting moved in on? Me no like! Sarah asks if "Michael can come too," and Kenny says he thinks there are tickets left, or maybe not. Oh, snap.