♪ (Dramatic music) ♪ (Brod): Oh!

One dollar!

Oh!

Shoots!

(gentle whoosh)

(Jason Momoa): Why not
give him a million dollars?

Um... (dramatic water splash and sloshing)

(Brod): How you guys doing?

(Woman in kiosk): He one sweet man.

(Man thudding, hen clucking), (Woman
in kiosk): But he a dumb sometimes.

(Man in hardhat): We give him (foreign)

the cans and the bottles (foreign).

(Teacher): I was his teacher
and he was a good student.

[sharp THWACK of axe splittingwood] 
(Man): grunts with effort

(Man in green shirt): He
has a... a unique hair style.

(Woman in gold jacket):
He had great energy, but...

(Man 1): He used to let
me copy off his homework.

(Man 2): We have some reservations about

putting this person at the center
(water splashing) of our story.

[pig snuffling in soil] (Man in surf shop):
He always said he was surfing. Well, brother

never had a board.

(Man 2): Quite honestly, he
seems to be a bit of an idiot.

[plastic bottles crinkling]
(Man): Brah knows dolphins.

(Woman): I see him out there every day.

(Brod): I just don't want the other
beaches to look like this beach.

(Man in green vest): We're homeless here.

It's homeless in our own
home, man. It's messed up.

(Brod): We all know your real name's Joe.

(Joe): I'm from Hawaii, bro.

read it and weep bruh

Wait, wait... (Coconut impact
on Joe, Joe grunts in pain)

(Brod): And there is...

(Friend): All right
Brod, here we go buddy.

These chicks do love
them bad boys, so be mean.

(Lady 1): Do you care
about helping the homeless?

(Lady 2): I care about
helping to get rid of them.

(Friend): Just go over
there, tell her something

smooth, like, sup, girl, like to party.

(Brod): I forgot to check the mail.

It's to me.

(Brod chuckles)

I wanted to let you know I got some mail.

I'm pretty sure it's a million dollars,

so that's good.

(upbeat music)

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