Scooter 9.2 - Supercut

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Welcome back to the Scooters. Last time, we saw Kaleb's tumultuous relationship rapidly headed towards a rushed climax: a wedding he isn't ready for. Let's continue on.

 

Kaleb/Natasha: ...

Jaesha: ...why is nobody talking? Hello? We're here to plan our wedding? (scoff) Lady?

Natasha: Oh, right, uh--yes.

Natasha: Well, why don't we start by figuring out where your dream wedding would be. At this time of year, a lot of people choose to go somewhere tropical and warm.

Jaesha: That sounds about right.

Kaleb: I kinda wanted to go to Japan. Y'know, see where my dad's family is from.

Natasha: Japan is a unique take!

Jaesha: Um, excuse me? Doesn't it have to be something we both want?

Kaleb: Just putting ideas out there.

Jaesha: Japan is cold and there are so many people there. If you think I'm going to have that many people in the background of my wedding photos, you're actually crazy.

Kaleb, muttering: Our wedding photos.

Jaesha: Let's keep it warm, please?

Natasha: Well, sure, there are a lot of wonderful places to book events in. How about Hawai'i?

Jaesha: Ugh, SO done.

Natasha: Okay...well, let me go through some broader geographic reasons, and tell me if anything stands out to you. Alright? How about the Caribbean?

Jaesha: Trying to avoid my Trinidadian family, thanks.

Natasha: Southeast Asia? We've got places like Bali, Boracay...

Jaesha: And get dengue?! You can't be serious!

Jaesha: She can't be serious. Why are we with this company?

Kaleb: You're being unreasonable, honestly.

Jaesha: And you're not being decisive enough! Seriously!

Natasha: Hi guys, I have a new suggestion. How does Tartosa in the Mediterranean Sea sound?

Kaleb/Jaesha: ...hmmm.

Kaleb: Let's hear it, Natasha.

Natasha: Tartosa is a small beach town in Italy. It's a pretty lowkey place for the time being. Beautiful ocean views, a picturesque downtown, and classic Italian culture. It's like Amalfi but with thousands of less tourists per year.

Kaleb: Doesn't that sound like something you'd want, babe?

Jaesha: It kinda does, actually! Tell us more about Tartosa?

Natasha: Sure! Here's some stuff from their official tourism department's pamphlet...

Later...

Natasha: ...with all that said, I've been instructed by your agent to fly you guys out to your destination later in the month. Shall we book flights to Tartosa for next week?

Jaesha/Kaleb: Yes.

Kaleb: This is awesome, Natasha. I'm glad you can do this for us.

Natasha: No...no problem, Kaleb. Sir.

Jaesha: ...

Jaesha: Can I talk to you?

Kaleb: What about?

Jaesha: What the hell was all that about?

Kaleb: What was what about?!

Jaesha: Do you know that bitch? Why were you so friendly with her? Hm?

Kaleb: Because we're friends. I knew Natasha when I was literally 8 years old.

Jaesha: Okay, and why were you practically sucking face with her that whole appointment?

Kaleb: Jesus fucking Christ. We weren't.

Jaesha: You were! I could fucking see it, Kaleb! Do you think I'm stupid?

Kaleb: For the love of...okay. Can we just go home? Seriously? You've been up my ass all day and it's actually starting to drag.

Jaesha: What the hell did you say--Kaleb. Kaleb! Don't walk away from me!

Kaleb: Walk and talk.

Jaesha: Kaleb!!

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At the Museum of Film in Del Sol Valley...

Natasha: (humming) ... agh, this is weird.

(phone beeps!)

Natasha, reading: "Look right." What?

Kaleb: Yooo! Tasha!

Natasha: Kaleb. Jeez. You made me wait hella long you know.

Kaleb: Sorry! My Uber was stuck in the craziest traffic I've seen this week. You know I'd never leave you hanging willingly!

Natasha: Oh yeah, sure. Remember when you left me at the 9th grade spring formal to hang with your guy friends? Yeah, never forgot that one, Scooter.

Kaleb: Tasha....

Kaleb/Natasha: ...

...(breaks out laughing)

Kaleb: I've missed you, Tasha. I didn't know you moved here.

Natasha: I knew you did. But I guess everyone did. Scootfam and everything, you know.

Kaleb: (laughs) That's true.

Natasha: Dude, you should've seen it. Mom went into the most downward fucking spiral after dad died. She was always on a bender.

Kaleb: I had a feeling. She was always day drinking at my mom's restaurant.

Natasha: Yeah. And remember when I moved away? It's because she moved us back to the Philippines to marry someone.

Kaleb: Oh yeah, that whole thing. Yeah, I remember. We still...

Natasha: Still...talked then.

Natasha: We talked more when I moved to the other side of the world than any other time. I didn't think you cared to know where I was.

Kaleb: That's why you never told me you were here.

Natasha: Yeah. You were off being Mr. Famous, plus your girlfriend...

Kaleb: Fiancée.

Natasha: Yeah. She seems like she wouldn't like me in your life.

Kaleb: Jaesha is all bark, no bite, really. She's nice if you get to know her. I did--now we're getting married.

Natasha: Hey, I never said she wasn't. And I know--I'm the one planning your wedding!

Kaleb: That's true. Yeah. That's true.

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Tartosa, on the southeast coast of Italy...

On Raymond Ricardo`s bill, Natasha, Kaleb, Jaesha and himself all flew out to the picturesque seaside town of Tartosa later that month. The expectant couple went out to the beach that was one of the potential spots where they`d tie the knot.

Kaleb: Babe, isn't this place beautiful? Just look at it! You can see the ocean! Right there!

Natasha: You'll get views like this all over the town. You'll literally never run out of them.

Kaleb: Doesn't that sound amazing?

Jaesha: Yeah! Yeah... It sure does.

Kaleb: Hey...are you feeling okay, babe? Do you need me to get you anything?

Jaesha: No, Kaleb, I'm okay.

Kaleb: Do you want to sit down for a bit?

Jaesha: Yeah, I think I'll do that, actually.

Kaleb: Okay. Catch you later...

Natasha: Kaleb? Uh--Mr. Scooter? Do you want to see the arch?

Kaleb: (inhales) ... wow...

Natasha: Mr. Scooter?

Kaleb: Ah--y--yeah, Natasha, I'm coming.

Kaleb/Natasha, in the distance: (chatting indistinctly)

Raymond: (sigh) Wow. Just amazing.

Jaesha: You see it too, right? I'm not just insane?

Raymond: Uh, yeah, I think anybody with working eyes can see that. He's totally into her.

Jaesha: He told me they were childhood friends, and he wasn't lying about that. But this bitch just happens to stroll into his life again at this exact point? No way. I don't buy it. Is she really working for a wedding planning agency?

Raymond: She wasn't lying about that, either. It's just a weird coincidence. The perfect storm, really.

Jaesha: For what?

Raymond: For you to lose both your fiancé and your channel, your job, and everything in one go if you don't fix this mess, Jaesha.

Jaesha: What am I supposed to do?!

Raymond: What, I have to tell you that too? Actually, I will. Jaesha, your main problem is that you're fundamentally an unlikable bitch. Fix that, and everything else will come in spades.

Jaesha: Come on man! What garbage advice!

Raymond: And yet I am completely serious. Be nicer to the guy. Everything you do, you push him away. If you don't think your problems are coming from within, you're stupider than I thought.

Jaesha: ...

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A few nights later...

Jaesha: Hi, babe...

Kaleb: Hey...what's the matter? You sound sad.

Jaesha: No, not sad, just doing some thinking, that's all.

Kaleb: Uh-huh.

Jaesha: ...

Kaleb: ...

Jaesha: Don't you...want to hear about it?

Kaleb: Of course, babe. What's the matter?

Jaesha: (sigh) Never mind. I feels like I'm fishing and I hate it.

Kaleb: No, babe, I'm here--tell me.

Jaesha: No, it's fine. I'll go to bed. I'm up early tomorrow anyway.

Kaleb: Okay.

Jaesha: ... (quiet sigh)

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Once again, yikes. Okay, see you next time fellas.