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[ethereal music]

[ethereal music continues]

Dad?

Dad!

[alarm ringing] [catching breath]

- [acapella music] - [Narrator clears throat]

Summertime in Chicagoland.

A merciless heat wave

suffocates Lake Forest University,

twisting an academic oasis into a boiling pressure cooker.

It's a wet heat.

The sun pours down like hot fondue.

The students are drowning.

Just the thought of cheese right now

is making me sweat.

[grunting]

[Narrator] But the deep dish is all dried up anyhow.

Campus has cleared out.

Only a few strange creatures crawl from class to class,

sizzling through a desolate summer semester.

Some stayed to get ahead.

Others, only because they've fallen behind.

And for them--

[Professor] Kennedy!

[Narrator] summer school is nothing

but an infernal imprisonment.

[humming]

Excuse me!

Up here.

- Hi. - Hi.

[acapella music]

[Kennedy] Well, uh, do we know why it broke?

[Miss Lewis] I mean,

I don't think there's a reason. Things break.

Everything happens for a reason.

[Miss Lewis] It's--it's hot.

I--I don't even know why you called me.

I--I don't have any knowledge of the mechanics

of air conditioning systems.

Well, do you know any air conditioners?

[Miss Lewis] I have an air conditioner.

It's not like I--I talk to it or anything.

I don't mean the machine.

I mean, do you know anybody who conditions air?

I don't have a relationship with any air conditioners, no.

- Goodbye, Miss Lewis. - No, no, no!

Wait, wait!

I thought you were finally

calling me back about your academics.

Your absences are... immense.

Your grades, somehow... they're even worse than last semester.

And... can you please explain to me why...

Why aren't you in class right now?

[sighs]

[plays three descending notes]

Excuse me?

Because who goes to summer school?

[Miss Lewis] You do.

You do, Kennedy.

And sometimes you just--you just have to...

You have to grind it out.

[sexy music]

[Miss Lewis] Down and dirty.

Get a little rough with it.

[sexy music]

- What? - What?

Who? What? What?

"Get a little rough" with what?

With your classes.

You have to, you have to--you know what?

Better late than the worm. The, the, the early--

Why don't you just run over to class?

I'll go to my next class.

[Miss Lewis] Honey, sweetie, listen to me.

You got a 34 on your ACT.

You had a 4.0 freshman year and goddammit,

you are a Shepard Silverman scholarship student.

Look... I know.

You've been through some, some tough stuff.

And because of that,

if you can make it through the summer semester,

the school is willing to remove sophomore year

from your transcript entirely.

It's your chance for a fresh start.

But I know you've just got to put your head down and--

[hang up tone]

BLAAAAAKE!

[satisfied sigh]

What are you doing?

If you run really fast down in the hallway,

the wind blows across your face

and it cools you down.

I would try it if I were you.

But then as soon as you stop running,

you're even hotter than when you started.

Nothing lasts forever, Blake.

That just seems counterproductive.

[Kennedy] It's worth it.

A few seconds ago, I felt incredible.

- I have an idea. - Let it out of you.

Why don't you drive a car with the windows down?

- Because I don't have one. - Borrow a friend's.

I'm all out of those too.

We could be friends.

- Do you have a car? - Maybe.

Then maybe.

What in the name of Shep Silverman?

Hello!

Over here!

Hey!

What's up?

Are you what I think you are?

Well, what do you think I am?

I think you're an air conditioner.

Well, most people wouldn't say it like that, but... yeah!

Yeah, in fact, I do condition the air.

I mean, it's a complicated process

involving various mechanical and chemical components,

but I'm a big part of it.

And frankly, that human touch is irreplaceable.

- Yes! - Yeah!

You like that?

I need my AC unit fixed.

Ah, I was only hired to do the offices.

You think you could fix mine too?

- You got money? - How much?

64 bucks an hour, plus a $23 service charge.

87 bucks? Are you kidding me?

87 bucks is a steal in this town.

Under 100 is practically robbery.

I should join the union!

Join it!

No wonder you're an air conditioner.

You're ice cold.

[grunts]

Fuck me, 'cuz I'm just an AC guy.

I shouldn't make money,

I should work for free because I'm not a human being.

I'm an air conditioner.

Wait! Wait!

I'm sorry!

I feel horribly about the things I just said!

I didn't mean it!

- It's fine. - [sighs]

So can I at least borrow your car?

What'd I do?

You insulted a stranger and then parlayed an apology

into asking to borrow his car.

It was very cavalier.

So goddamn cavalier.

♪ You don't know what you're talkin' 'bout ♪

♪ You're talkin' 'bout

♪ I don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout, too ♪

♪ We don't know--

Wait!

♪ I don't know why I'm talkin' with you ♪

[engine starting] [tires squealing]

[Kennedy] Wait!

[tires squealing]

- Wait, wait, wait! - No, no.

Let me just talk to you for one second!

I just have a question for you!

No! No!

♪ I don't know why I'm talkin' ♪

[sighs] Wait a damn minute.

[sighs]

[melancholic music]

[phone vibrating]

[Miss Lewis echoes] 34. 4.0

34. 4.0.

[echoes] Shepard Silverman scholarship student.

Shepard Silverman scholarship student.

Shepard Silverman scholarship--

If you just put your head down...

If you just put your head down.

If you just put your head dow--

[ethereal music]

Dad?

[intense music]

Do you know anyone who has a pool?

Uh, no.

- Then we'll just have to wait. - [Blake] For what?

A pool.

Blue and cool, hidden under the cloak of night.

- That's a beautiful thought. - It's a spiritual endeavor.

- You gonna baptize me? - Yeah.

But we'll have to go at an ungodly hour

under the deepest cloak of night.

Could you stop saying "cloak of night"?

Also, like, don't you have class?

Mine starts at 8 a.m.

It's possible.

Whose pool is this?

It's unclear. But--

the water belongs to Mother Earth.

Oh, uh, I see. Yeah, tempting, but I can't.

- But you might. - I would if I could.

No, you could if you just would.

- But I don't think I should. - There is no should.

But there is school.

There is only the pool.

Waiting patiently under the cloak...

Oh my God, Kennedy, Kennedy, I'm not--I am not going.

Blake, I can't do this alone.

Well maybe you shouldn't do it then.

This is not helping your case.

With what?

We would have become friends tonight.

[Blake] I think we still could become friends.

- But should we? - Yes, tomorrow,

I think we should.

What makes you think tomorrow exists?

There will be a tomorrow, tomorrow.

At that point it'll just be another today,

and you'll still be thinking about some tomorrow.

[mysterious music]

Go cloak yourself.

[Narrator] And cloak this man as his beat van barrels through

the beautiful neighborhoods of Lake Forest,

Chicago's very own Beverly Hills.

Its streets are swimming with mansions,

and its mansions springing with pools.

They hide behind ivy-laden walls,

tucked between old trees teeming with old money,

ripe for the plucking.

Red and hot.

Wow.

[rock radio playing]

[radio stops]

[Michael clears throat]

[doorbell rings]

[sighs]

- Oh, oh, hi. - Hi.

How you doing today, ma'am?

[classical French opera plays]

Two doors.

Alright.

Wow.

I read an article that says the sound waves of music

can actually help cool the air down.

Hmm, that's ah, actually ah...

not true at all. But it's a nice sentiment.

Isn't it?

Hmm.

[70s disco-rock plays]

♪ Is this real?

♪ No, this can't be right

♪ I'm just waiting for someone to tell me ♪

♪ It's all in my mind

♪ And I want to believe it

♪ But I got to be dreaming

♪ Like I fell asleep and awoke in ♪

♪ A private paradise

♪ A private paradise

[AC revs to life]

♪ Oh

♪ We're gonna go

♪ A private paradise

What the hell is going on?

You living?

Ah! I'm good, I'm good.

What happened?

I was just cranking a push.

Big set. Took it deep.

Passed out cold.

Hot.

I think I understand.

I'm in a similar situation myself.

- Oh! - Oh!

I'm sorry. Forgot how huge I am.

Not even for the sheer physical thrill of it?

I'm done with dummies.

But, uh, go for it.

Usually pretty good in bed.

[Kennedy] Here's the thing.

I think I have a solution for you.

You see that tree over there?

Boom! Eyed it.

Meet me there at midnight. Bring a swimsuit.

Okay.

Is he a senior?

[Delaney laughs] Oh, yeah.

Super. Maybe even super super.

Not really sure what he's still doing here, honestly.

Maybe he works here now.

No. Just, uh, working out.

[Kennedy] Oh yeah.

Um, are you old enough to buy liquor? You look old.

- I am. - Cool.

And... I am.

Great. I'm gonna ask that you bring some.

Okay, how much do we need?

How many people? Do we need napkins?

Ice? Mixers?

It's unclear.

Just do your best.

- I always do my best. - Okay.

Then, do your worst.

[Shane] What about the girl?

Who is that?

Oh, uh, it's Kennedy.

- Do you know her? - [Delaney] Yeah.

Yeah, freshman year.

- We were friends. - Were?

She was different then.

Different how?

Yeah, she just...

wasn't as...

different.

[Kennedy] Wait!

- Hi. - Uh, what's--what's up?

- I have a question for you. - [Shane] Yeah.

Wet or dry?

Dry, obviously.

But what if you're on fire and you need to cool down?

Uh, then--then, wet.

Obviously.

Perfect, can you meet me here tonight at noon?

Um, midnight?

Yeah. Uh, you can bring whoever you want.

I got booze and a pool.

Uh, but--but, but we haven't met.

I'm Kennedy.

More of a Robert than a Jack.

- And you are? - I'm--I'm Shane.

Oh, nice to meet you.

So, um, I'll see you tonight.

Um, what about, uh--what about Reed?

Is--is Reed coming?

- Who's Reed? - He's that guy sprinting.

- [Kennedy] Oh, that dude? - [Shane] Yeah.

Yeah, he's bringing the booze.

[horny pop music blasts]

♪ I got a sweet tooth and he got that sugar ♪

♪ I'm totally--

See you at noon! [nervous laugh]

[rock radio blares]

[phone vibrating]

Bossman, what's the rub?

Uh, well, the Thompsons--

I just fixed it.

No. No, no, no, no.

I did not flirt with Dale's wife.

I, uh...

♪ Paradise...

I was being polite.

Yes, I would like to keep my job.

It won't happen again, my guy.

[doorbell ringing]

Dale. How are ya?

Well, I'm sweating inside my own house.

It's an oven.

[Michael] Here's your problem, sir.

Can't set the system below 70, otherwise it'll break down.

You got it set at 66.

That's a serious cheat, sir.

70. That's outrageous.

Sir, if you want to dip into frostier climates,

you're gonna need a new AC system entirely.

So let me get this straight--

All I want is a little cold air,

and you're throwing the curve, trying to gut me for thousands.

Sir, I get--

you want an icy blast to your face like

the cold Coors Light train running you down.

But the infrastructure of your old home--

it's not gonna allow it.

I'm calling your company to complain.

I want a new AC guy.

Sir.

Dale, let him fix it. 70 is fine.

70 is a fire from hell!

Pack your things!

We're going to the loft until this blows over!

Thanks for trying, Suze.

Suze?

[sighs]

Fuck it.

[melancholic guitar music]

[phone vibrating]

[cancels call] Nope!

[phone vibrating]

♪ Family ties like superglue

♪ Put out the fire in my bones ♪

[Miss Lewis] I think you know why I'm calling.

Dr. Waters is furious, and so am I.

You've missed over half your classes this summer.

Do you even want to be here?

Well, if you do,

then you'd better show up to class tomorrow.

One more absence, and you'll be expelled.

Kennedy?

Kennedy.

Okay. I'll go.

Tomorrow I'll go.

[Miss Lewis] Okay.

♪ I wonder how much of me I pushed away ♪

♪ Dust from the stars floating in space ♪

♪ Oh, what a beautiful, broken, unusual ♪

♪ Kind of mistake we have made ♪

[deep exhale]

[melancholic guitar music continues]

[cicadas chirping]

- Hey. - [screams]

Hey. [deepens voice] Hey.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Delaney. - Kennedy.

- You been good? - Yeah, yeah, amazing.

You?

It's unclear.

Why didn't you just get, like, a big bottle of that?

Oh--

Uh, 'cuz, like, the small ones are--

Did you steal those?

[Kennedy echoing] Do your worst.

No, I did not steal them.

Okay, but, like, it doesn't really make sense--

Delaney, let's just appreciate

that Reed acquired some tiny malorts.

Reed?

You, uh... you brought the booze.

- Thank you. - Yes.

Yeah, you are welcome.

- Thank you. - [Kennedy] No, thank you.

Where did you find all these little guys anyways?

[sighs]

[sad music]

[deep exhale]

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

[door bursts open]

Some people say I sound like Tom,

from Tom and Jerry.

Oh! Hey guys.

Blake.

What are you doing here?

Just out for, uh... for a walk.

- Why are you breathing so hard? - Huh?

And why are you not wearing any shoes?

I like grass.

You guys, this is Blake.

We're considering friendship.

- Are you coming? - What?

Oh, uh, I'm just, uh...

Whatever. I could.

Knew you would.

Alright, let's scoot, booties.

Wait, wait, wait.

- Malort? - Granted.

- Thank you. - Malorts?

These are... special.

Um, just how I hope tonight will be.

I want all you guys to know I appreciate you coming.

I consider this to be the last night

in the fucked-up phase of my life.

- Better be a good one. - [Blake] Yeah!

- [Reed] The best one. - [Delaney] Well, cheers.

- [spits] - [gagging]

- [coughing] - [Shane] Ah what the fuck--

[Delaney] A+ drinks, Reed .

Woah.

You're gonna break the glass my guy.

Relax, relax.

Hey, Mikey...

My manager's telling me I need to see an I.D.

I'm 30, and I'm here all the time.

You're eating a Lunchable.

- [Michael] That's my-- - [phone ringing].

Relax.

[Michael] Oh, fuck.

My guy.

Ohhh, dunk it right in the beer. Nice.

I'm not gonna let him fire me over the phone.

I have a plan.

[phone chimes]

- Whoa. - [sighs]

- [Delaney] Look at this one. - [Blake] Guys.

[Blake] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, guys.

Guys, guys, are we seriously gonna go in there?

There's something in the air here.

It's heavy, it's thick.

That's the humidity.

No. It's the secrets.

I can feel them.

- [Reed] I, too, can feel them. - [Delaney] Yeah, okay.

This is definitely locked.

[Kennedy] The gates to paradise are locked and bolted.

Find a way to slip through unnoticed. [winks]

[Blake] Guys let's just, let's just go somewhere else, like,

preferably, like, without a big fancy gate.

What?

What, somewhere other than Paradise?

Yeah, but, like, they probably have a camera.

Like, we could get arrested.

But would we?

[gasps]

- [Kennedy] Welcome. - She's nuts.

[chuckles]

[Blake] Guys, if I get anything on my record,

I'm not getting into med school,

and it is all gonna be a waste.

Oh, my god--what would be a waste?

[Blake] Everything. College.

Like, my whole life.

Okay, well, you'd always have this moment,

where you wasted it all!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck.

[magical nostalgic music]

It's amazing.

[Kennedy] Follow me.

What is that?

So they know we care.

Do we care?

We appreciate.

C'mon!

- [Delaney] Wait, wait! - [Reed] What's she doing?

- [Shane] Kennedy. - [Blake] Kennedy.

[Blake] Kennedy, don't be an idiot.

- [Reed] Oh, what? - [Delaney] Oh, my God, Kennedy.

Come on, let's go.

Go, go, go, go.

[Blake] Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

[panting]

[Blake] Shit.

[Blake] Shiiittt...

It's Paradise.

[ethereal music]

[party music]

[Reed] Eee!

Whoo!

- [laughing] - Whoo!

[Reed] Hey, drinks on me!

Alright, a toast!

To--

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

[Blake] Ah fuuuck. There goes my life.

- [Shane] Run! - [Reed] Hide!

[Kennedy] I like Reed's plan.

[ethereal music]

[intense music]

[Homeowner] Punks, fuck-ups, goddamn pool-hoppers!

- And you. - Huh?

Fight me like a man.

Where the fuck is Reed?

[screams] Fuck off, dad!

[Shane] Blake, is that your dad?

No, it just slipped out.

Why are you on my property?

Who are you?

What do you want from me?

[joints cracking]

[Shane screaming]

[Delaney] Okay let's go, let's go, let's go!

Hurry, come on! Hurry!

[Reed] Sorry, sorry, sorry--

[Delaney] Just leave the malorts Reed!

[Kennedy] No, we need them!

- Yes Reed! - [group shouting]

[Reed] Sorry!

You'll be sorry!

[euphoric electronic music]

[laughing]

[Blake laughing] What the fuck?

Look, another pool!

Let's go, let's go!

Whoo!

[celebrating]

[Blake] Oh, shit!

[Homeowner shouting] Hey! Hey hey! I'll call the police!

[laughter]

I got you, Delaney.

[euphoric electronic music]

Oh, my god.

- They never end. - So much pool.

[Delaney] Reed, be careful!

[Blake] Reed, what are you doing?

A toast,

- to-- - AHHH!

Reed!

[Delaney] Fuck this!

I told you you'd be sorry!

[Blake] We are! We are!

[homeowner laughing]

- Go, go, go. - [panting]

[Delaney] Okay, okay.

- [chuckles] You okay? - Guys, we should probably,

like, keep moving,

'cuz somebody like definitely called the cops.

Don't worry, cops are super slow around here.

[siren chirping, then wailing]

- [laughing] - [Reed] They're fast. They're super fast.

- [laughing] - [screaming]

[Officer] Stop! You are under arrest!

You are required by law to...

to...

[Officer sighs]

[magical ethereal music]

[all panting]

- [Kennedy] Holy shit. - [Reed] Good lord.

- [Kennedy] Fuck. - [Reed] This...

[Reed] Are you seeing this?

- [Shane] It's incredible. - [Blake] Wow.

[Reed] This is dope.

[Delaney] Bad Kennedy. Bad!

[Blake] Kennedy!

[group cautioning]

[Blake] Come on!

[Reed] Uh... fuck it! Go, go, go, go!

[Blake] Stay low, stay low, stay low.

- [giggling] - [Reed] Come on, come on...

[Delaney] Go! Go, go...

[Reed] Follow me, come on! Let's go, let's go.

[Kennedy] Oh, thank god.

[Reed] She's beautiful.

Shouldn't we be hiding? The cops are after us.

Shh!

What better place to hide than in a dark pool?

Under the, the cloak--

Do not say it.

...of the night. [winks]

[Blake] Kennedy! Stop!

[splashing]

Shh!

[heavenly piano music]

Could you pass me a Malort?

- You bitch. - Go, go, go.

My little ones.

You're the best.

[heavenly piano music]

[chuckling]

Ahg.

[winces]

Oh, no, what are you doing?

- [sighs] - Bless you, child.

- Ahhh, it tingles... - [Delaney] Do it to me.

I feel it down my spine.

- [chuckles] - Wait, feel this.

Just let it happen.

What is that?

- Ooh, ooh, what is that?

[fizzy bubbling] God is inside this pool.

[tingly piano music]

- [laughing] - [Blake] Shh, shh!

Wait, laugh underwater!

[bubbling]

[Reed] Alright, hey, listen.

Three...

two...

one... go!

[inhales deeply]

[sighs]

What?

What, I just didn't want to play.

Alright, go back under.

I'll give you some air so you can win, yeah?

Okay.

[inhales deeply]

[chuckles]

Yeah, no, no, no, that was a one-time thing.

Right, but you said that last time.

[panting]

- What? - Third place.

Congrats.

Thanks.

Yeah, you beat me, so--

Yeah Delaney came in last, 'cuz she's bad.

Oh.

Second place.

That's pretty good.

Shane's not bad, and Delaney here is awful.

Hey, we all have different lung capacities.

I don't think we have to cast judgment.

And maybe my lung capacity will never match your lung capacity,

and that's fine.

Just accept it for what it is.

[Reed] Sure you could.

Why couldn't you?

Well, because I don't spend

every second of every day working out,

because I'm too busy becoming a boss.

Guys, is Kennedy still underwater?

[Delaney] Um...

[gasps] [coughing]

[Blake] Jesus!

You won a long time ago.

Are you okay?

[catching breath] Yeah, I'm okay.

[Blake] Why didn't you come up?

I just...

I just wanted to...

I just wanted to win.

Alright, maybe you take a break, yeah?

Come on, come on.

I'm okay.

I love the lung game, but don't push it so hard.

Okay? Not underwater.

Killer set of pipes, though.

[laughs]

[melancholic music]

Guys, that was kind of loud.

No, that was fucking weird.

You think she's okay?

I barely know her, so...

I don't know.

She's been a little strange ever since her dad died.

- When was that? - [Delaney] Last summer.

I guess it was right before school started.

- How did he die? - Stroke.

And she just honestly, like, never wanted to talk about it.

And then kind of just faded away, so...

you know, I don't really know what's up with her.

[switch turns on]

Ohhh, my god.

- [Kennedy growling] - Shh!

[Reed] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Shhh! - Stop talking!

[Kennedy] Calm down!

They left a note for the pool boy!

They're gone.

- They're gone! - [laughing]

- [laughing] - Reed, a round please.

Listen, a round might be all we have left, so...

- Here. - Gimme, gimme, gimme.

Yes.

These are actually starting to taste really good.

- [laughs] - Alright, hey.

A toast! To--

To people's pools!

And to sharing them.

And to sharing them with you guys.

- Cheers! - Yeah.

Whoo!

[Blake] Yeah, I fucking love you guys.

- Yeah! Woo! - Ah!

[sighs]

Sounds like you're peeing.

Damn, you're good.

Wait a second, you're, like, actually peeing?

- Maybe. - Eww, cool, disgusting.

Oh, come on.

We all got our secrets.

Like the fact that we have all peed in this pool.

- [Kennedy] Aw. - Blake!

- Yes. - [laughing]

Okay, well, we're not all children here.

Okay, we'll see about that.

Delaney, would you like to play a game

of truth or dare?

[squeals]

- Delaney, truth or dare? - [Delaney] Ugh, fine.

Dare.

Okay.

I dare you to pee in the pool.

Ew! No way!

- Truth. - Okay.

- Have you peed in the pool? - [laughing]

Okay, fine.

I peed a little bit, but it was only a little,

and I stay super hydrated.

So it's really, really clear, okay?

- [laughing] - Ewww...

[Kennedy] Okay, I'm next.

Kennedy. Yes?

Truth or dare?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you can't dare yourself.

It's too late. Dare.

I dare you to go find us some more booze.

Okay, I will!

That's illegal.

Alright, that's breaking and entering.

It's not even a dare.

It's too late! I've been dared!

[Blake] Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, Kennedy.

[Kennedy laughing]

[warm ethereal music]

[Narrator] There you are, Kennedy.

Keep at it until you cross the finish line,

wherever it is.

Ah, the journey won't do without difficulty.

It never quite goes how you planned.

But don't give up.

Not when you're so close to that second wind.

You have the key now.

In a literal, but deeply metaphorical way.

No, I don't think Dale would mind.

Well, he would.

But I wouldn't.

The mansion's all mine tonight, and I make the rules.

Or don't make them at all.

I have been locked in the shadows

since the surprise birthday party

that rocked Dale's world in 2014.

The last time he ever quit worrying and really let loose.

The happiest moment of his life.

A moment he stashed away.

A Dale he's left behind.

Maybe you can do better for your selves, Kennedy.

Maybe, if you hear your shadow whispering...

[Kennedy plays a few piano notes]

...you'll listen.

[70s disco-rock record plays inside]

[Reed] Uh...

The house is ours.

I'm thirsty.

[record scratches off]

Yep.

[new music building]

Uh.

Yes, Blake?

[French party music blasts]

I know you wanna dance.

Not a chance.

[Kennedy] Oh, come on.

I can see you dancing already.

The music is literally pulsating

through your body.

Come on.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[celebrating]

[music builds]

[French party music blasts]

- [French opera plays] - You guys like sardines?

- What? - Sardines.

It's like hide and seek, except one person hides,

and then everybody else seeks.

And then once you find the person that was hiding,

then everybody hides with that person.

Mmhmm. I'm gonna start,

'cuz you guys aren't protesting.

So everybody close your eyes and count to 100.

Hold up, hold up.

Hold up, hold up, hold up.

- What is that? - [Kennedy] What is that?

[Reed] Oh, this?

This is... chewing tobacco.

It's a mean buzz.

And on top of that,

it's some major brain juice, my man.

Ha-hahhh.

Hey, listen, don't--

Hey, look at me.

You don't want to keep that in your mouth for too long.

Bad stuff starts to happen.

Alright? I'm ready.

Here we go.

One, two, three...

[whispering] I'll be in the basement.

[All]...five, six, seven...

But this is a game and I'm lying.

But I'll be in the basement.

[All]...nine, ten, eleven...

I wasn't ready yet!

[All] Twenty-four, twenty-five,

twenty-six, twenty-seven...

[French opera builds to crescendo]

Sixty-five, sixty-six...

Okay, fine, a hundred, let's go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

[Blake screaming]

Yes.

Yes.

But no mo' procrasti-cration.

No more procrastination.

You had your fun.

No more.

You too.

Okay. [sighs]

That's enough.

[giggling]

[whispering] Kennedy.

Kennedy?

[deep exhale]

Ah!

I found ya--

[sharp inhale]

Brain juice.

[mischievous music]

[Kennedy burps]

How'd you find me?

[Delaney] You left the door open.

You left the light on.

You burped.

Yeah well you can't hide too good.

It's boring if nobody finds you.

I'm so loose.

Damn.

I'm like a big stack of Jell-O.

- You okay? - Oh, yeah.

I love-I love Jell-O. [echoes]

[Blake] Kennedy?

[Kennedy whispers echoes] I'll be in the basement.

But this is a game and I'm lying.[echoes]

But I'll be in the basement. [echoes]

Kennedyyy.

[gears clanking, steam hissing]

♪ Da-da da-daaa

[hand sizzles on pipe] Ow!

So what do we do now?

We--we wait.

And secrets.

Okay, Jell-O head.

Give me a juicy one.

Umm, I got all F's in school.

- [snort laughs] - What?

How do you even get all F's?

I've only been in class like nine times all summer.

Out of like a million.

- Why don't you go? - I can't.

I can't. I've tried.

I just end up writing the whole time.

- It's ridiculous. - Okay.

Okay, well, writing what?

Just doodles.

Doodlies.

You're gonna to get kicked out, though.

Yeah.

Tomorrow, if I don't go, I'll get kicked out.

- Are you gonna? - Yeah.

Promise?

- Since when do you care?

- What? - You...

You faded away.

After he died, you just... Vapor.

In the wind.

You didn't wanna deal with me anymore.

You didn't want me to tarnish your perfect little life.

Kennedy, I didn't ever mean to--

Delaney.

Everything has to be perfect for you.

I used to fit the bill, and then I didn't.

Kennedy, you're being crazy.

- Why are you saying this? - I'm not being crazy.

I'm... I'm just Jell-O.

And it's true.

I just--I don't--I don't get what you're like--

I played you my song.

I didn't play that for anybody else.

And... and you just walked out right in the middle of it.

You took a fucking phone call.

[bottle clanks]

I'm gonna go hide somewhere else.

[sighs]

- Check this out. - [Shane] Yeah.

[mischievous music]

[thud]

[Reed] Ah!

Definitely thought she was under there. This girl's good.

[Reed] Hey.

Oh!

[music builds]

Stop. Stop, stop, stop.

- I'm sorry. - What's wrong? What's wrong?

It doesn't feel right.

You know, I-- I already kissed Delaney.

I--um, she...

she knew that I--I wanted...

No, no, no, no.

It's, it's, it's my fault, if anything.

I mean, I made the first move, but, I mean,

she doesn't even really like me, anyway, so...

What, what do you even see in her?

I mean, she--she's mean.

And she thinks you're dumb, and...

No, I--

No--

[sad music]

[sighs] Oh fuck.

[frustrated grunt]

[loud, echoing clack]

[scary music builds]

Ow!

[chuckles] Kennedyyy.

[sighs]

If... she was lying...

why would she tell me the lie at all?

Huh? That just makes no sense.

But if she was telling the truth, the lie...

[laughs] ...is the part about lying.

[inhales] Ah, brilliant.

[scary music]

Kennedy!

OH!

[swallows]

[groans]

[Narrator Dale] She was lying to you, Blake.

She was telling the truth about the lying.

But this was always a Hail Mary,

and you're no '85 Bears.

Tried for a touchdown, but you landed in the friend zone.

[screaming]

AH! [barfs]

DAD!

DAAAAAD! [echoing]

I found you.

[sobbing]

[sighs]

[sobbing]

- Are you okay? - [sobbing]

Do you want me to go?

[Delaney] No.

You don't have to say anything, but, um...

I am right here.

[sobbing]

Why do you even care about me?

Reflexes, I guess.

What?

You're human, and...

I'm human, too.

What happened?

Delaney already kissed Reed.

[sobbing]

She doesn't even...

She doesn't even like him.

And I do.

[sobbing]

I do, and he--wouldn't like--

But I'm disgusting, or something.

Woah, what? No.

You're not disgusting.

[sobs]

You--

You are...

[music builds]

[chuckles]

Do you feel any better?

You don't need him.

I guess I don't need her either.

Do you think I think I'm too good for everyone?

I don't know that.

I know you definitely think you're too good for me.

I--I don't...

I don't think that.

You think that I'm dumb.

- I never said that. - [Reed] Maybe not to me.

You don't know about me.

Tell me.

Um...

I have brain fog.

And... fucking... depression.

What happened?

One too many concussions.

Had to quit football.

Eventually just had to quit school altogether for a bit.

Post-concussion syndrome.

God, I'm--I'm so sorry.

I didn't know any of that.

I'm actually doing... a lot better.

You know, the working out keeps me sane.

Just have to pass my DPT exam.

And then you'll see I'll get out of here.

I just--I just...

- I gotta focus. - DPT?

A Doctorate of Physical Therapy.

I figured... if I can't do it,

I'll just help the next guy get it done.

I thought I was gonna get drafted.

Okay. Um...

I will leave you to it.

Hey, hey, hey--

Uh, wait, wait.

Wait. Um...

I just--I just wanted to say--

Fuck, I'm just so fucking hot in this stupid fucking fur.

[music returns]

[Blake] So is this where everyone's been hiding?

No one's really hiding anymore.

Is the game over?

Get in here.

[sighs]

Oof.

You smell disgusting.

- You smell like a liar. - What?

Oh, did you go to the basement?

Mm-mm.

I went to the friend zone.

Oh--oh, what?

Trick question. Ditka is god.

[laughing]

I'll never trick you again, I promise.

We're friends now.

- Friends?

Friends.

[sweet music]

- Come here, sleepy.

[leaves rustling in the breeze]

[rock radio plays]

[Michael] Oh.

Oh yeah.

You're fired!

Just like that?

You fucked me bad yesterday.

And it wasn't the first time, or the second time.

I could go on.

It's become abusive.

I think I could've handled things better.

But, sir, you gotta understand.

- That Dale guy, he's-- - Garbage? Really?

You left a pile of garbage in the guy's driveway.

That was essentially an accident.

- Those for me? - Thought you'd like them.

- You're still fired. - Bossman, come on.

You can't fire a guy who's holding flowers.

You know...

I will take those.

Next time bring 'em before you fuck me!

[sighs]

[sighs again]

[birds chirping]

Oh...

Oh fuck...

[dry-heaving]

Ohh.

Guys, guys, we gotta go.

We're in someone's house, wake up!

[chaotic music]

[Blake] Delaney. Reed.

Guys, guys, wake up.

We're in someone's house, we gotta go.

[rousing]

Reed Reed Reed Reed, we have to go we have to go!

- We have to go! - [Reed] Let's go, let's go,

let's go then! Let's go!

You're fucking naked, bro.

[laughing]

Guys, guys, come on.

Let's go, we gotta go.

We're in someone's house.

Guys, wake up.

Come on, come on, come on.

We gotta change and we gotta go!

Somebody could come home at any second.

- Yeah, yeah, I'm coming. Yeah, let's go.

- Come on, come on, come on! - [Kennedy] No I wanna sleep.

- What's the rush? - Don't you have class?

At noon.

Alright, well, I already had one class,

and I have another one in 30 minutes

that I'm trying to make.

So can we please just go?

Okay Blake, you can afford to miss one more class.

No, I actually really can't.

I have to take the MCAT in 10 months.

Meow.

These people could come home at any second,

and we could get arrested,

and then my life will actually be over.

Boohoo--stop being so dramatic, Dr. Blake.

I'm not being dramatic.

You may think that I'm a nerd,

but I wanna be a fucking doctor.

That's the life that I want.

I don't have a backup plan.

[exhales]

Look, I felt fucking fearless last night.

And I love you for it,

and I will never forget that feeling

for as long as I live.

But I've got to get on with it,

and I think we should all quit while we're ahead.

So are you coming?

- Probably should, huh? - I would.

- Come on. - [Kennedy] Okay.

[Reed sighs]

[Shane] My head is pounding...

[Blake] Alright, back to school.

- Hey. - Hi.

- You ready? - Yeah. Yeah I'm--

Um, uh, wait, wait.

When you played me your song after the funeral...

the phone call was fake.

Yeah, dude, I know that was fake.

Well, no, but what I'm saying...

is that I only left because...

your song was about to make me cry.

And I didn't want you to see that,

and I know that's really stupid.

But it was good, Kennedy.

It was... really, really good.

[birds chirping]

I'm sorry.

I miss you.

I came here because I fucking miss you.

[Kennedy] I missed you too.

[sentimental music]

[Blake] Come on.

I'm gonna be late for class, come on.

- You're a noob. - I'm coming.

You already are.

[music continues]

- Come on, come here. - I'm coming, jeez.

- [Delaney] Are you coming? - Yep.

I'm coming.

[clears throat]

[Blake] Kennedy, let's go.

[Kennedy] Yeah, just a second.

I just...

[Reed] Kennedy, you heard the man.

He's gotta get back to class.

[Blake] Oh no...

- [Delaney] Kennedy! - [Reed] Yo yo!

[dramatic music]

[Delaney] Kennedy, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Even if you don't get caught,

you're just gonna get expelled from school.

- So why aren't you coming? - I don't know, I can't.

Of course you can, Kennedy.

No, there's something fucking wrong with me.

- I can't do it. - [Blake] You have to.

You do not live here.

- I'm not ready. - It's fine.

You don't have to be ready. You know, you'll, you'll--

I'm not coming, Delaney.

We cannot just leave you here.

Okay, then stay with me.

Well, we can't do that either.

Dude, then go.

You guys, I'm fine.

I'll catch up with you later, just go.

Okay.

[sad ethereal music]

[Reed] Hey.

Don't go holding your breath without me, okay?

Wouldn't think of it.

[Dale echoing] And you're throwing the curve,

trying to gut me for thousands.

I'm calling your company to complain.

I want a new AC guy.

70 is a fire from hell!

Pack your things, we're going to the loft until this blows over!

[coughing]

Ahh!

Ohhh...

fuck you, Dale.

Goddammit Dale.

What the fuck am I gonna do now, huh?

God--plenty of money to just listen to me.

Get a new unit, but no.

No, you gotta get mad.

And you gotta get me fired.

[chuckles]

In your big 'ole mansion with all your money to...

[sighs deeply]

[Dale echoing] We're going to the loft until this blows over!

Big 'ole mansion.

[inhales]

Plenty of money.

[playing piano clumsily]

[deep exhale]

[birds chirping]

[doorbell ringing]

[gasps]

[knocking]

[Miss Lewis] Kennedy?

[knocking on door]

- [Miss Lewis] Kenne-- - I'm right here.

How did you find me?

Your friend Delaney was very concerned about you.

[stomps]

She said you were house-sitting here?

Oh, yeah.

She begged me not to expel you,

so here I am to give you one last fighting chance.

Ahh, the old college try.

Will you just be serious?

I'm sorry. I'm--I'm...

I was gonna go back to class, I always meant to.

I guess I've just been... procrastinating, or, some--

I don't understand.

What's so difficult about going to class?

Are they really that bad?

They're not that good.

If you just show up,

these problems that you're having,

they would start to go away.

Just put your head down and do it.

I am giving you that final chance

only because I know what a great student you could be.

But if you don't go to class tomorrow, you're done.

Forever.

Okay, but what if I do go to class?

And then I keep going to class,

and I keep putting my head down until I completely suffocate,

and then there's no me anymore 'cuz I'm dead.

And maybe I do get that good job,

and maybe I even like it.

But I'm dead.

Look, do you really want

to give up a once-in-a-lifetime scholarship?

Or do you just want to get through it

and make your father proud?

I still believe in you, Kennedy.

I know your dad would, too.

Class starts at 10:30 tomorrow, in case you forgot.

- Okay. - Okay?

Yep. I'll come tomorrow.

[Miss Lewis] No more running away.

Nope, no more running away,

I'm gonna come to class tomorrow.

Okay, good.

Then you are going to need these.

I found them in the trash can

in your dorm when I was looking for you.

Most of the text is still legible.

You will have some tests

you're going to have to make up.

So... what are those, anyway?

[clears throat]

[playing piano steadily]

[Male singer] ♪ Fine

♪ I feel fine

♪ That's what I used to say

♪ About the future

♪ Good

♪ Even great

♪ There were days when I believed ♪

♪ It would get better

♪ But here we are

♪ I guess here we are

♪ I don't mean to sound dramatic ♪

♪ But the world's about to end ♪

♪ Now I would give anything

♪ Just to feel fine

[TV playing]

Yo!

- Where you going, my guy? - I'm...

going out. Out for the night.

Dressed like a burglar?

No.

- Why are you wearing that cap? - [Michael] It's new.

It's not a cap.

- Hey! - [Friend] It's a mask!

I'm wearing it as a cap tonight, okay?

[chuckles] You're not leaving the house.

[Michael] OHHH!

WHY would you do that?

I thought it would make you not leave.

Opposite.

It's making me yes-leave.

It's oat milk.

So?

No stinky.

[drum beat]

[drum beat continues]

Ooh...

Fuck it.

Ha-haaa!

[drum beat continues]

Oh my guy...

My guy.

[drum beat builds to crescendo]

[drum beat stops]

Ohhh baby.

[piano playing downstairs]

[whispers] Come on.

Shh...

[Kennedy singing while playing piano]

[sighs]

[Kennedy singing while playing piano]

Beautiful.

[Michael] What are you doing?

[sighs]

[Kennedy singing while playing piano]

♪ I feel so bad 'bout the time we never have ♪

♪ And if you were here right now ♪

♪ I could try for a break, fuck the time ♪

♪ And just escape

♪ So I'll go dig it up, nev-- ♪

- [gasps] - Oh, oh!

[Kennedy] Oh my God.

- Who are you? - Who are you?

- I asked you first! - I'm sorry,

but this is not your house.

Well, it isn't your house either.

- What are you doing here? - I'm robbing the place.

- What are you doing here? - I'm enjoying the space.

Hm. Why?

What do you mean, why?

Because it's...

it's my last night of freedom before I have to go and join

the real world forever.

You're not stealing anything.

No, I'm not stealing anything.

Well, why not? You already broke in.

'Cuz I'm not a thief, thief.

You're stealing their house while they're gone!

I'm not stealing it, I'm borrowing it!

Burglary! You are stealing time.

I'm not stealing time.

If I could steal time, then I would steal all of it.

You cannot steal time, I'm caressing it.

You are fondling it, and you're trespassing it.

And you are in as much hot water

as I am right now.

Oh I severely doubt that.

Well did you know that if Dale and Susie Thompson

came home right now, they could legally shoot you?

No.

- Did you? - Yeah, I did.

That's why I brought this.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - Hey, hey, relax!

- Relax. - [Kennedy] Oh, my God!

- Jesus. - It's a fake.

Just in case.

What, just in case you need to fake shoot someone?

No, just in case I need to fake threaten

to shoot someone who's real threatening to shoot me.

- Does that make sense to you? - Jesus Christ.

Fuck! Godddammit, it's so hot in here!

- Ah-ah. - The fucking AC, dude.

Are you who I think you are?

Who do you think I am?

You're the, the, the air conditioner.

Oh my god.

- We meet again. - Robbing the same house.

I'm not robbing the house.

We're thick as thieves.

I don't think that the full thickness of a thief

is upon me.

You're a real cavalier, did you know that?

Dude, I realize I may have been

a cavalier to you the other day,

but I don't think I'm being cavalier right now.

[grunts]

Cleveland, we got a problem!

This girl doesn't know she's a cavalier.

[Kennedy] I'm not a Cleveland Cavalier.

You are LeBron James in his prime.

[Kennedy] I'm--I'm Kennedy!

My name's Kennedy, I'm not LeBron James.

- Understood. - [Kennedy] Great.

- I'm Michael. - [Kennedy] Okay.

It's nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

I've got a lot of respect for what you do.

- Thank you. - Yeah, you're welcome.

Means a lot to me.

That being said, it's really hot in here.

Mmm.

[AC kicks on]

Was that it?

- Yeah. - That's it? Really?

I fixed the machine yesterday.

It just needs to stay above 70 to work.

Well, I, uh... [clears throat]

I should probably get on with my robbery.

[Kennedy] Whoa. [pulls the trigger]

- Okay. - Yeah.

- [chuckles] - And get out of here.

[sighs]

Place will cool down to 70.

- It'll just take an hour or so. - Cool.

- Cool. - [Kennedy] Cool.

You know what?

I actually know a way to cool this place down faster for you.

- You do? - [Michael] Yeah.

So you can get some sleep.

I need that to happen, please.

[Michael] Okay.

Little trick I learned.

Turns out the vibrations

of really loud music actually help cool the air down.

What?

That sounds super made up.

Well, like I said, little trick.

[70s disco-rock plays]

♪ Is this real?

♪ No, this can't be right

♪ I'm just waiting for someone to tell me ♪

♪ It's all in my mind

♪ And I wanna believe it

♪ But I gotta be dreaming

♪ Like I fell asleep and awoke in a private paradise ♪

[no audible dialogue]

[70s disco-rock continues]

♪ Every hurt...

♪ Every heartbreak song

♪ And the life that we lost in the gamble ♪

♪ Were all just stepping stones ♪

♪ When losing comes too easy

♪ It's a miracle, believe me ♪

♪ That we're on the winning side ♪

♪ In private paradise

[Michael screaming]

Whoo!

Alright.

Uhh.

Hellooo.

You were down there a while.

You don't like it down there?

Ohh, no, I just kind of prefer breathing

...and champagne.

- Wait. - [Michael] Hm?

That's my watch.

I didn't know it was yours when I took it.

- You can have it. - [Michael] No, come on.

No, it's fine.

That's ridiculous.

No, really, it's fine.

I hate that watch.

- Enjoy. - Mm.

Well at least I am getting something

from the whole escapade.

What about all the stuff you stole?

Mm-mm.

- I think I'm gonna leave it. - But you could be rich.

But it wouldn't be mine.

Not really.

So I think I'm gonna take the time like you.

Mm.

[Michael] You got good taste, by the way.

It was my dad's watch.

Was?

He died.

Jesus, Kennedy.

Sorry.

[Michael] No, I'm sorry.

What happened?

Stroke.

- [Michael] Well that's awful. - Yeah.

Probably wouldn't have died,

but he was in the pool when it happened

and he drowned.

Okay, I am very sorry.

And I am not going to take this.

No, no. Stop, stop.

Really, take it.

I can't--

I'm really just tired of looking at it.

I didn't mean to drop a bomb on you like that, okay?

So don't get all, like, obliterated.

Okay.

Hey, come on, man, cheer up.

It's my last night of freedom, I wanna have fun!

- You wanna have fun? - Yeah. Hey!

Splashing? That's your idea of fun?

Yeah, maybe.

Ah... I don't get this whole, uh, last night thing.

You keep making it sound like you're going to jail tomorrow.

[laughing]

No, I just have to... I just have to go back to school...

and get all serious.

You in school for music?

Economics.

What?

- Why not music? - That's not a real job.

- Sure it is. - Maybe for some people.

- You're one of those people. - Yeah, right.

Have you ever even tried?

What?

Has anyone even heard you sing before?

No, not really.

You don't even realize that I was about to leave the house,

but then I heard you singing.

Oh my god.

[Michael] I had to see who you were.

I've never heard anyone sing like that before.

[sighs] Enough about me.

[chuckles]

What do you wanna do?

Besides being the air conditioning king of Chicago.

Mmm.

Yeah.

[sighs]

People always ask me that.

- [Kennedy] Yeah? - Mm-hm.

I tell 'em... I'm an AC mechanic.

[Kennedy] Mm-hm.

And then they, uh, they skip right over that

and they ask me what I'm really passionate about.

It never crosses their minds that maybe, just maybe,

I'm already doing what I wanna do.

Hmm.

I'm just too embarrassed to admit it.

Why would you be embarrassed?

Because it's gritty.

It's blue collar.

You do it with your hands.

[music begins]

That's what I like about it, you know?

I like driving around in my van with the windows down,

blastin' music, and rippin' cigs.

[Kennedy] Hm.

I like my job being done when it's done.

And I like coming home sweaty,

and I like having a fucking beer.

I like meeting weird people, every day,

and giving 'em something,

or, or, or--learning something from them.

And if I ever get bored of it.

I'll fucking quit.

'Cuz I don't want to shove my nose

in some rich guy's asshole and grind out 30 years

until I'm rich and happy myself.

Because I want what I want now.

Right now.

It's always now.

[music grows sad]

- Why are you crying? - I'm not crying.

- You're crying. - No I'm not.

[sad music]

[ethereal music]

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

[haunting music]

Kennedy!

Come up!

Kennedy!

What are you doing?

[dark music]

[tense music]

[coughing]

What are you doing?

- Come on! - [Kennedy coughing]

Hey, what happened?

- What? - I'm fine!

- No, you're not fine! - I'm fine.

Why weren't you coming up?

Yes I am, I was gonna come up!

Well you weren't coming up!

I just wanted to stay down a little bit longer!

What the hell is going on with you?

- You could have-- - I just wanna see him again.

I just wanna hear from him.

[Michael catching breath]

Something, anything, I just want...

I just want him to tell me that it's okay.

Tell you what's okay?

Everything.

[breathing heavily]

I'm a fuck-up.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

You ever think maybe nothing's wrong with you?

Maybe it's all happening for a reason?

I don't--I don't know.

I used to be good at school and I used to like it.

And now I just like--what am I doing?

Maybe you were doing it for him.

And now it's just you.

He wouldn't want me to drop out of school, though.

I know that he wouldn't.

That's--that's all that my mom ever says.

Of course he wouldn't, of course he wouldn't!

Neither would your friends.

They just want you to be okay.

They would never tell you to take some huge risk

that could potentially hurt you.

That's what strangers like me are for.

Breaking into people's houses and telling kids

to drop out of school.

I'm telling you...

I see something in you

that those people can't see

because they love you too much.

And they know you too well.

I don't know who you used to be.

I only know you right now.

And I can see the person desperately trying

to burst out of you.

The fuck-up?

That's how people will see it at first, sure.

But what if I really do...

fuck up and then everything that I did is--

is just a waste and for nothing?

- Then what am I-- - Nothing matters.

- That's sad. - [Michael] No, it's not.

Yeah, okay.

It is.

But it's also not.

It's freeing.

I like free.

Free is happy.

But so unclear.

You're so worried about the future

that you don't even realize it's already happening.

I wouldn't even know where to start.

How about right now?

Right now?

Right now.

[playing piano]

♪ Every day I've been wasting time ♪

♪ Let it come back to me once again ♪

♪ How can you press play, but never rewind ♪

♪ All I want to really do is see you again ♪

♪ The last time I saw you

♪ I feel so bad about the time we never had ♪

♪ And if you were here right now ♪

♪ I could try for a break, fuck the time and just escape ♪

♪ So I'll go dig it up, never tried that before ♪

♪ You'd say no, but you're not here anymore ♪

♪ All of these other things I've never had before ♪

♪ 'Cuz it's always been you and me ♪

♪ And all of these other times I've died ♪

♪ But there's no more you and me ♪

♪ Or even she

♪ I wish I were wrong, but you are gone ♪

♪ Permanently

[playing piano]

Rise and shine, baby Mozart.

Hey.

- Hey. - Hm?

We just woke up in Dale and Susie's lovely home.

And we need to get the fuck out.

- What time is it? - Uhhh, 1:00 pm?

Wait! Fuck!

♪ You don't know what you're talkin' 'bout ♪

♪ You're talkin' 'bout

♪ I don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout, too ♪

♪ We don't know what we're talkin' 'bout ♪

♪ We're talkin' 'bout

♪ I don't know why I'm talkin' with you ♪

Dude, where's your--where's your car?

Uhh, it's right here.

[Kennedy] Are you really gonna steal a Ferrari?

[Michael] I'm not stealing.

I'm borrowing.

[Kennedy] Woo! Yeah!

Right here, right here, right here!

- Whoo! - Go!

♪ You talk and talk, and I talk and talk ♪

♪ And people listen and they believe us ♪

♪ And you talk and talk and I talk and talk ♪

♪ And we don't listen and we believe it ♪

♪ And you talk and talk and I talk ♪

♪ And people listen

♪ And we believe it

- Oh! - Ah!

Ah!

[coughing]

♪ We don't know what we're talkin' 'bout ♪

You can't stop me. Ah!

Ah!

Miss Lewis!

- Hi, Miss Lewis. - Kennedy.

Hi. I'm here.

I see.

Um, uh.

Okay, uh... listen,

I just wanted to-- I want to apologize

about all my absences, in the past

I'm really sorry about all of them,

but I have a really important question to ask you.

Oh, sure.

What is it?

So, I know that I'm here

on a, on a shepardship schoolersh--man's scholars...

A Shepard Silverman scholarship.

[Kennedy] Yes, that one.

But I was just wondering if it's possible

if I could switch to a music major.

Something with, with piano and, and, and singing.

It's--I... it's a little tricky,

but it--it--it would have been possible, yes.

I'll come to every class, I promise you,

because I actually know what I want to do now and I'm--

That's great.

As I said, you could have found a way to do it.

Wha-- [chuckles]

I don't--why are you saying I could have--

You missed class this morning.

Yeah, but Miss Lewis, that was my old major.

If I switched--

You're not a student here anymore.

- But... - I'm so sorry, Kennedy.

I--I fought for you.

I did.

But we have rules here.

Standards that even I can't violate.

I don't know what to tell you.

Your dorm room needs to be cleaned out in 24 hours.

I'm glad that you figured out what you wanted to do.

I--I wish we could help you.

I do.

[laughing]

What's so funny?

I did not expect to feel so relieved.

To answer your question, Miss Lewis,

I do not want to be here.

Thank you.

♪ We were dancing

♪ Upon a fallen tree

♪ Just two kids

♪ Nowhere better to be

♪ I remember lying

♪ Lying through my teeth

♪ Lonely September

♪ All the falling leaves

♪ It's a reckoning

♪ Only what they want

♪ Inside my heart is a fire

♪ It's burning like a thousand suns ♪

[Narrator Dale clears throat]

Autumn in Chicagoland.

Now the blistering heat will be blown out

by the blistering cold.

The pools will freeze over for winter,

and the pools will blossom again for summer.

The seasons will keep changing,

but the future will keep unfolding the only way

it knows how.

Now.

♪ I'm living

♪ For my self

[background piano music playing]

[woman singing while playing piano]

♪ Impermanence is the one thing that will last ♪

♪ Ooo, oo, oo, oo, oo, ooooh

♪ Impermanence is the one thing that will last ♪

[playing piano]

[applauding]

[laughing]

You decided to become a full-time fuck-up.

At least until I can get my head on straight.

Ooo, I don't think you'll ever get your head on straight.

Yeah, I know.

That's the point.

You look happy.

I feel free.

♪ Even if nobody's watching me ♪

♪ Even if nobody hears a single note ♪

♪ Even if nobody's watching me ♪

♪ Ohh, I'm singing it

♪ For my self

♪ For myself

♪ Ooo-oooh

♪ Ooo, ooo-oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh ♪

♪ Ooo-ooh

♪ Ooo-oooh

[drum beat]

[party music]

[magical ethereal music]