Dear White People2014

Gabe:
[Gabe and Sam are locked in Sam's room arguing] I'm sorry if I can't be your Nubian Prince on my black horse ready to take you back to f***ing Zamunda.

Sam White:
That's not a real African country.

Gabe:
Can I at least get a little credit for a solid 'Coming to America' reference? This isn't you Sam.

Sam White:
No? And who am I?

Gabe:
You're this girl...

Sam White:
Perceptive...

Gabe:
Who likes to argue with me about *every f***ing thing.* And I hate it because we both know you're smarter than me. Your favorite director is Bergman. But you tell everyone it's Spike Lee. You love bebop but you've got a thing for Taylor Swift. And I know because my Mac picks up your Mac's library.

Sam White:
I was so careful...

Gabe:
You like to watch me when you think I'm sleeping and trace the outlines of my face. You're more Banksy than Barack. But you've been co-opted as some sort of revolutionary leader or something. But really, you're an anarchist. A sh*t-starter. A beautiful filmmaker. And beautiful in general.