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- Don't chicken out this time, Ozzy.

Look, next car that comes around, you gonna chase him down.

Done it like a hundred, no, a million times before.

It's fun, trust me.

- Right here, right here. This guy.

He's coming, he's coming.

Hold, hold, hold. Hold, hold. Go, go!

- Oh, ho, ho.

- Come on, faster, Ozzy! - Ozzy, you're losing him, go.

- Let's go, let's go!

Go, go! - Speed up, come on.

Come on, come on!

- We're overheating. - What's happening?

Oh, that's not good. - No.

- We gonna make it back?

- Yeah, she's gotta cool down.

Man, I just wanna drive Sandy without her overheating.

You- - Ow!

- Oh. - What are you doing

putting your hands in the engine bay, man?

- Dude, shut up. - Oh, my God.

You all right? Oh.

Does that hurt? - It's fine.

- Hey, uh, guys. Guys, the truck's coming back.

- Oh, shoot. Dude, let's get outta here.

- Hey, come get us.

- So what are we gonna do for senior prank?

Think we gotta do something big, right?

- Big how?

- Like something that leaves a legacy, you know,

something no one's ever done before.

Sorta what I'm thinking.

- What if we put crickets around the school?

They last like three years. - Dude, what?

Like, this is the lamest thing I've ever heard.

- Dude, that was so stupid.

- I thought it was a good idea.

- It's okay, buddy.

Come on, honey. - Can we get a tiger?

- How are you gonna get a tiger?

- What, like, in the school or what, or like...

- What is this?

- No, his- - My uncle owns a tiger.

- Oh, your uncle. - His uncle.

- Yeah. - A likely story, buddy.

Shoot, Everett. - Hm?

- You remember the prank we did at summer camp?

- That one? - Yeah.

- Oh, God. The one where you waxed my balls?

Yeah. - Where was I?

- Some theater camp or something.

- For the babes. - For sure.

- Right.

- Yeah, I didn't get get to see genitals and...

- You didn't get to see my balls. That's kind of your loss.

- Why were you waxing?

- Look, all I remember was his, like,

his bloody genitals flying around.

There was blood and hair everywhere. It was so bad.

- That's it.

- What? - What?

- The senior prank? - What, we, we wax Mr. Wayman?

- No, no. - It could work.

- The pool. We dye it red with Kool-Aid.

- That's actually not a bad idea.

- Yeah?

- That's actually not bad.

- I mean, it's no tiger, but...

- Dude, shut up about the tiger, I swear.

- My uncle has one. - You over done that. Anyways.

- Yes, he does.

- Hey, lemme see that coal.

- You can have one, okay? The rest I'm gonna sell.

- Sell? - Yes.

- Who's gonna buy that?

- 1, 2, 3, 4.

- Damn. That's a long way down.

- Say 40 feet at least.

- No, no, no, no. That's at least 60.

- No, dude. - Easily.

- Nope. - Yes.

- You over exaggerate everything.

- No, I don't. - Yeah, you do.

- What? Like what? Name one thing.

- Sports, girls, everything. See, I gave you two plus.

- Actually, speaking of girls,

dude, did I tell you about this one girl

I'm gonna go see tonight? - Jessica?

- Oh, my gosh, her ass is just-

- Jessica has a nice ass. - Nope.

Jessica was, like, three girls ago.

Something like that. Old news.

This girl is just, she's special.

- What time are you meeting up?

You don't have a watch, buddy?

- Yeah, but I can tell.

- Come on, Ozzy. all night.

Let's go, Oz.

It's a long way down. - Ozzy.

- Hey, don't stand up there, dude.

- No, hey. Hey!

Ozzy. Let's go, Ozzy.

- 'Sup, big guy? - How's it going?

Hey.

- Dude, what the hell?

- Whoa. Easy with the HE double hockey sticks.

- Language.

- Oh, got it. - How's it going?

- Oh, man, this whole thing is

rusting all the way through at the bottom.

Every bolt and screw. Hey, how's Sandy? Huh?

She's still running, huh? - Yeah, she's overheating.

- Well, she is a 60-year-old car.

It's 40 years worth of neglect. You gotta go easy on her.

Once we get that new radiator in there,

she's gonna sing for you.

- I hope so. - Hell yeah.

And speaking of singing, uh,

I've decided to DJ the prom. - What?

- DJ for a night.

- Oh, that's rough. - Your sister's going.

She's not embarrassed. Come on, you gotta go.

You have to. What else are you gonna do?

- Me and the boys were thinking we were just gonna

drive around town, hang out.

- Well, you're not gonna drive around in Sandy.

No, no, no, no.

I think you're gonna have to go to the dance

with your sister.

Oh, and speaking of your sister, she won't have a date

for the prom because, um... - Darrell broke up with her?

- Yeah, so you need to go easy on her.

- Are you serious? Oh, my God, this is great news.

- Oh, and did you go to the post office today for me

and send off the blue weevil package?

- Blue weevil was mailed out yesterday.

- No, that was the stag beetle frame.

- Really don't know the difference between the beetles,

but I do know that I sent a package out yesterday.

- Thank you.

- What's the matter, Summer?

- Ozzy, we all know Summer's had a very difficult day.

Let's not make it worse, huh?

- Look, I'm sorry about Darrell. He was ugly as hell.

- Can you just let me feel.

- I mean, he failed 12th grade twice.

- Ozzy.

Who are you taking to prom with you, Ozzy?

- I'm not going to prom. - Why not?

- It's stupid. - It's actually not stupid.

- It actually is stupid. It's not even a dance anymore.

It's a grind fest. - It's a what?

- What's a grind fest?

- Ask her. - Dad.

- Donnie. - What?

- Do something. - I'm, I'm, I'm trying.

I'm trying to figure out what's going on.

- Well, he's calling her- - What am I calling Summer?

- What are you calling Summer? - A ho?

- That is not funny.

- He, that, I mean, it's, it's like how they,

it's slang, you know?

It's like a term of endearment with these kids.

Like, pass a meatball, ho. That kinda thing.

- Or like can I be excused, ho?

- What is happening? - Well, now that's,

that's not okay for your mom to be called that,

whether it's joking or not, because we don't do that.

- You know what? It's not a joke.

Calling someone a ho is never a joke, okay?

I thought you were supposed to be the man of the house.

- Well, I mean, I gue-

I guess, if that's how we're looking at this.

- I got an idea. Why don't you set an example.

- I thought I was being an example.

Are you, are you playing the victim again?

Is that, is that where we're going with this one?

I know, yeah. I'll be back.

- Hey, ho, pass me the plate.

- Did you take my shirt? Is that a little stain on it?

- No.

- Just go wash it. Dirty ho.

- You dirty ho. - Don't say that.

Holy shit. Where'd you come from?

Dude, what are you doing here?

- My life is over. I got scammed.

- What are you talking about?

- Do you remember that girl I told you about

I was gonna go see yesterday? - No.

- The one I was gonna go see last night with the, the ass.

Great ass. - Got you. Yes.

- Basically, he ends up telling me he has my photos.

- Wait, he?

- He says that he has my photos

and he's gonna send 'em to the whole school

if I don't give him a hundred bucks.

Everyone I know.

- Oh, my God, you're so stupid.

- Hey, thanks for that. I appreciate that.

That's what I needed to hear right now.

Shit, I don't know what to do.

- Dude, I don't know. You screwed yourself, man.

- Yeah. Don't have a hundred bucks.

- That's why you're here.

Yeah, whatever. I can, I can get the money. Yeah.

- Would you really? - Yes.

- Like, a-actually?

- I'll bring the money to first period.

I gotta go beg my dad.

You gotta gimme interest though. Okay?

- Yeah. Thank you. Thank you. You're literally...

- I'm don't believe you, man.

- A lifesaver.

- You're weird. Get outta here.

- Thank you. All right, first period.

- First period.

- I'll see you there.

- Oh. - Hey, Dad.

- What is it? Did he sleep here last night?

- No.

- Oh, hey.

- Oh, what's that? - It's my band tape.

- Summer was our best season.

It was sleeping on the back porch in cots.

It was trying to sleep in the tree house.

It was everything good to eat.

Summer was a thousand colors in a parched landscape.

- Thank you, Ozzy. That's excellent.

And what is that a metaphor for?

- I don't really know.

Yes, yes.

Good afternoon, Mrs. O'Leary.

- Good afternoon, Mrs. O'Leary

- Mr. Wayman, we have a new student.

This is Mia. - Thank you, Mrs. O'Leary.

Mia, take any, any open seat you like.

Welcome, welcome.

I'm sure they'll you we have a lot of fun.

All right,.

So, uh, Ozzy. Ozzy. Ozzy. Ozzy.

How do you feel during the summer?

- Um, probably itchy.

- Now, actually, you know what? Hold on.

That's a very good word. Itchy.

Because if someone says the word itchy,

don't we all know exactly what it means?

It's like one of those words that, that is how it feels.

Okay, itchy's good. Gimme something else.

- Warmth.

- All right. Those are both great. Itchy, warmth.

Now put 'em together. You feel itchy and warm because...

- Mm, well, I'm itchy because I'm allergic to grass.

And, um, I spent a lot of time, like,

in the hill behind my house in the summer growing up

and it was always hot, so warmth.

- Okay, good.

Another big metaphor is the actual title of the book,

because in the book, both Tom Robinson, Boo Radley,

what are they presented as?

They're presented as innocent but misunderstood.

Kind of like a... - Mockingbird.

- Everett, this is not the football field.

This is my classroom.

I point to you and then you shout. A what?

Koah, tell me. - Mockingbird.

- Exactly right. You're both right.

Now tell me, what does a mockingbird do?

- Whistle.

- Exactly. It whistles.

A mockingbird spends its entire day making beautiful music

and harming no one.

So "To Kill A Mockingbird" is a tragedy.

- Oh. - Oh, we got it. Good.

Everett. No, that's good. Now that's important.

That realization, I love that, that Everett had just now,

that's exactly like the realization

that Scout has in the story

when she says that pulling Arthur into the spotlight

is quote, "kinda like shooting a mockingbird," end quote.

Right?

Oh, we're getting to the good part. Okay, hold on.

I, uh, I graded the papers you brought in on Friday.

I have 'em over here. Dru, nice.

Wow. How about that, Mr. Everett? Somebody paid attention.

Keep it up. Uh, that's you, Ozzy.

And then he's absent.

- What?

- Yes? - A C minus?

- Yeah. You see the note I left you?

- Yeah. Did you get that from a magic eight ball?

- Wouldn't that be so interesting

if you could be that funny in the paper.

Look, you, you're, you're a nice kid,

but you, you gotta dig a little deeper.

You gotta try a little harder. You, you really do.

It's your story.

I, I want, I wanna see,

I wanna see your feelings in the words.

Hold on. Hey, you two. Knock it off.

Look at me. Hey.

I wanna see your heart on the page.

You're a bright kid. Okay? You got a lot going on.

I, I, I, I can see that. There's wheels turning up there.

I just wanna know, I think, me personally,

you could be better.

Okay, you two. You two, just be, just be quiet. Okay?

All right. Bottom line, dig deeper, try harder.

Okay?

- Can I rewrite it?

- Yes. Fine. You have till Friday.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Okay. Go torture your parents instead of me.

Please go home.

Eight more years, I can write the great American novel.

I'm outta here.

- I forgot my bag. Sorry.

- Hey, son. - Hey, Dad.

- Hey, other sons.

How was your day at the old brick building, huh?

- Mr. Wayman gave me a C. - I got an A.

- Congratulations, Everett. Well, w-w-w-what happened?

- He said I need to dig deeper, try harder.

I don't know what that means.

- Well, you know, back when I was writing songs for my band,

I was always told that you,

you always wanna write from the deepest part of your being.

That place where the sun don't shine,

you hide all those things you're embarrassed about.

That's, that's when it's raw.

That's when it's most authentic.

You're not listening to a word I'm saying.

Uh, your sister wants to go to the roller rink tonight

'cause your mom is having Bible study with the ladies.

So we're gonna vamanos the casa.

- She wants to go to Skateland on her day off.

- Yeah. She wants to hang out at work.

You two are an absolute danger.

An absolute danger out there.

Dash, you ready for some ice cream?

- Yes. Chocolate. - Oh, okay. That's fine.

You want someone? I'm buying.

- Ice cream? I'm in.

- All right, here. You're buying.

Gonna go out and hang with the dads in the parking lot.

- Mm. Cancer. - I don't smoke. Remember?

At least tell your mom that.

- Oh, Michael. What's up, man?

- It's Antonio, actually.

I changed it to get more in touch with my Italian roots.

- Yeah. Gotcha. You, guess you got ice cream, right?

- Yeah. We got lots.

- We got chocolate, vanilla, banana.

Strawberry, lemon, Oreo, pistachio, mint chocolate chip.

- Could I just do like- - Chocolate chip cookie dough,

hazelnut, butterscotch.

I think we're out of butterscotch actually.

Um, chunky monkey, double chocolate, triple chocolate,

strawberry banana, banana strawberry, two different flavors.

- Yeah, we, we got a lot of options.

- Mm, okay. Probably just, can I get, like, a chocolate?

- Yeah, sure. - Three of us.

- Three? Gotcha. That'll be 6.25.

That's fine. That's fine. That's fine.

- I got ice cream.

- I see you like him. - What?

- You guys are, like, looking at each other a lot.

It's all about the eye contact.

You know, you want him to want you and stare into his soul.

Make your souls interlinked. And then blink.

- Blink?

- Yeah, like, flutter your eyes. Men love it.

I read it in a magazine one time.

- Actually? - Yeah.

It, it works. Trust me. - Okay.

- Yeah. Not too much though.

Can you hang up the phone? We're at work.

- So how'd you get so good at theater?

Are you a professional or something or what?

- You're actually just saying that.

- No, I'm serious. I mean, when I'm watching the plays...

- Hey, Summer. - Hi, girly. How you doing?

- Hi. - Hi. Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

- You're, you're good. I can make you a new one.

- No. Yeah. What?

- I can make you a new one.

- Maybe just, I, I can... - No, I can make you-

- No, I, I can... - Are you sure?

- Yeah. No, it's good. - I can make you a new one.

- No, it's good. - All right.

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

- I like your hair.

- No, thanks. It's all you, bud. Okay.

- Dru, what are you doing? - How do you know her?

- She just started working here, like, yesterday.

- Go, Ozzy. - Ozzy.

- Hey, don't stand up there, dude.

- You have to know yourself.

You're a freak, you can choke.

- No, hey. Hey!

Oz.

Oz, I'm opening the door, okay.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. You all right? Hun, hun.

- Hey, hey, hey. What's going on?

- I don't know. - What's going on?

- He, he fell or something. Dash, get some ice, please.

- Okay. Don't yell at him.

- Just, I'm not, I'm not yelling.

I'm just trying to direct him to get some ice.

- Okay. What's happening?

- You okay? You scared the heck outta me, kid.

I ought to get you one of those slip mats for the tub,

like we had to get for grandma.

- Back with douche bag Darrell.

- That was fast.

Don't remind me.

- Is he gay?

- Dude, he's gay than a bag of dicks.

- What? - Yeah.

He took your sister to the Ariana Grande concert

last summer. - Oh, yeah.

- I mean, I went to a Lady Gaga a concert

'cause, you know, she's hot, but I'm not gay.

- Lady Gaga, not gay.

- What about Billie Eilish? - No.

- Taylor Swift? - Depends.

Are they singing all the lyrics?

- Katy Perry? - No. Not gay.

I mean, gay people go.

- Queen?

- What happened to your wrist?

- Hey, what are you jerking off too much?

- Yeah. Ask your dad. - Such a weirdo.

- I fell in the shower.

- Oh, yeah. That's lame as hell.

- Yeah. Dude, at least lie and say something cool.

- Yo, guys.

Come on.

- Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.

- How many pieces of gum does he have in his mouth?

- Ozzy, you wanna answer that?

- 29.

- That's easy, 30. Come on, you got 30 in you. Let's go.

Come on, Ozzy. - Okay, class.

Look, here's what I want you to do.

Just turn to page 97 in your book and go over it

and I'll do an assignment when I get back to class.

Mr. Taylor, could I just,

may I just have a moment with you privately.

- Mm-hm.

What's this about?

- It's, it's about your, your paper.

Ozzy, it's excellent. I mean, it's so well written.

You really took to the prompt.

But I have to be honest with you, this, this, uh,

this paper scared me, and it scared me to the point

that I think maybe I need to call your parents,

have them read it or, or a counselor at school.

- No, I'm okay. I mean, this is a story.

I was instructed to write a story.

- Yeah, I told you, I mean, but you're saying that this,

what's here is not something you're feeling.

You don't have any of these, these thoughts,

and you would tell me the truth, right?

- Yeah. No, of course. I mean, Mr. Wayman, I'm okay.

I, I really don't wanna make this a big deal.

- So that's actually easier said than done

because I actually did read it, so...

How about, how about this? How about this?

I call your father personally. I just ask him.

Just him to read it.

- Yeah. That's, he won't read it.

- Why not?

- He, uh, my dad's a creative person.

He thinks it would stunt my creative vision if,

you know, he were to read my work.

I don't know. He had it with his dad growing up too.

- Okay, here's, here, well, here's what we're gonna do.

I'm gonna, I'm gonna give you my personal number, okay?

My personal number.

If you feel any of the things that you wrote in there,

you have to call me.

You have to call me.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Am I getting an A? - Yeah, you're getting an A.

Okay, one more.

Hey, Summy, get in there. Come on.

What? Just let her be, okay?

- She's dying her hair black. - I know.

- She's wearing all black. She's turning into...

- She's expressing...

- Summer, thought you going to the dance with Darrell.

I know, I know.

She's just expressing herself, you know?

- When are they gonna take the picture?

- I don't know. Just keep smiling.

- All right. Ready? 3, 2, 1.

Prom! Woo-hoo!

- What you still doing here?

- Darrell stood me up.

- All right, let's go, ho.

- Where we going? - Prom, bitch.

- I made it. What you guys doing?

- Dance is so boring this year.

- What?

- Yeah. No one's, like, grinding or anything.

It's so lame. - No.

Oh, God. Oh.

- Yeah. It's awful. - Gross

- Yeah.

- All ladies and gentlemen, it's time to slow things down.

This one, I'm dedicating to Ozzy. It's an original.

- Hey. - Hey.

I like your dress, Mia. - Thank you.

You look like a teacher. - Thanks.

- Did your parents force you to come?

- Not technically. - Not technically?

- My, uh, my sister, her date stood her up,

so I brought her.

But she's dancing with my best friend now.

- That's really sweet. - No, I don't think so.

I kinda wanna throw up.

- No, that you, that you bought your sister here.

That's sweet.

- Yeah, I guess that is pretty sweet of me.

What are you doing with your eyes? Are you alright?

- Yeah, there's, there's something in it.

- Oh.

So, uh, are you liking Virginia?

- You don't have to ask that.

People always get worried about awkward silences,

but it, it's only awkward if you make it awkward.

- Okay.

- Well, what do you like?

- I like eating.

I like, I like working on my car. Um, I like music.

- A musician. I could see it.

- You could see it? I'll probably just be a farmer.

- What?

- That's what every guy ends up doing.

I mean, especially where I live.

- Do you not live in the suburbs?

- Well, you know, uh, Mount Dora Drive,

down that windy road off Victoria Lane.

- I actually do know where that is.

That's in the middle of nowhere.

- It is. - Is your dad a farmer?

- No, he was, uh, he was in a band

back in the day.

I don't know.

We moved here for inspiration for my mom's business.

- What does your mom do? - She collects bugs.

- That's fun. - I guess.

- Well, I have to get going,

but see you around, Ozzy.

- See you around, Mia. Goodbye.

- Thanks for DJing. - Oh, yeah. It was a pleasure.

I had a great time.

- They were actually dancing this year.

- Yeah. Thanks to this guy. You're crushing.

- Hey, can you guys help me with this banner?

- Yeah, sure.

- I would, I would, I would give the credit

for the dance floor to my son.

He's always the life of the party.

- Who's, who's your son? - Ozzy.

- Oh, you're Mr. Taylor? I'm, I'm Doug Wayman.

It's so nice to meet you.

Your son is very talented, creative young boy.

I'm his English teacher.

- Oh, oh, oh.

You're the gentleman who gave him a C on his paper.

- Well, I mean, I let him, he, he ended up with an, an A,

but I mean, that's, that's not...

Did you read his paper?

I, I, honest to God, I was thinking that I had to call you.

He went very dark when he rewrote the paper.

I mean, have you ever found him to be suicidal?

- Whoa.

He's the happiest kid that I know.

Are we talking about the same Ozzy? Ozzy Taylor?

- Yeah. Hey, I'll be right there. Yeah, I'm sorry.

You know what? I maybe misspoke. I apologize.

If you ever need to talk to me though,

you just find me at the school. Okay?

- Yeah. - Wayman.

- Yeah, sure. - Hey, Dad.

- Hey, other son and real daughter.

- What you doing here?

- I'm, I'm looking for Ozzy. You know where he is?

- Um, I saw him at the punch bowl last, right?

- Yeah. I think he's just drinking all the punch.

He's fine, Dad. He's fine. - What do you two doing?

- Oh, we're going to a party, my friend's house.

- Together?

- It's just a stupid get together. It's fine.

- Two of you. Hmm. - It's fine, Dad.

- Well, uh, okay. Just, just be safe and be in touch. Right?

And, uh, and if you do see Ozzy on the way out,

tell him that I'm looking for him, please.

- Okay. - Okay.

- See ya. - See ya.

- You should jump in.

You should just let your body sink to the floor.

Should, should, should, should jump,

should, should jump in, jump in.

- Oz. Hey, bud.

- What if you slipped and drowned yourself?

What about my family?

- Ozzy.

- Don't know what am I saying. I need to get away.

What if you were to jump in?

- Ozzy.

Marco.

Ozzy. Ozzy!

Come on.

I got you. I got you. I got you.

Come on.

Somebody help! Someone help!

God! God, someone help! Please!

- We've gotten Ozzy stabilized, uh, and he's intubated.

Will have to be watched throughout the night.

- Thank you.

- It's really a miracle that he's here

and that you found him when you did.

You know, not much is gonna happen the next few days.

So I would recommend going home

and getting some rest if you're able.

- No, I'll stay here all night if I have to.

Can I sleep here?

Okay. - Your call.

- I mean, yeah, what would you do?

- Probably the same thing. - Yeah.

- Excuse me.

- Love you so much, Oz.

I'm so sorry this happened to you.

It's all my fault. - Hey, don't say that.

- If we didn't go to-

- Shh, how could you have possibly known

that he would do this?

- If we at least invited him.

I know this wouldn't have happened if we just invited him.

- You two went to a party, like, together?

- Just sounded like a fun date.

- I mean, it was a little bit more than a date.

- God. No. No.

Ozzy's gonna flip his shit.

- Can you just wait to tell him? Just...

I already know. I just, let me do it.

- Why, is this gonna be a secret thing from now on?

- I just want it to be me that tells him.

- Fine. Whatever.

- Hey, honey, why don't you go give Oz a hug

before we leave, okay? - A hug?

- Yeah. Just let him know that you love him, okay?

- He's not awake though. - I know.

I can't think of any other reason why my son

would be at the bottom of a pool unless he did it himself.

I mean, what are-

- We can't jump to conclusion.

We don't know anything about it yet.

Trust me. I know my son.

- I know him too. All right?

What are you saying, Donnie? That I don't know him?

I think I know him just a little bit better than you.

- That's not what I meant, Margaret.

I'm just saying that he's not depressed

and there has to be another explanation for this.

- Ozzy tried to kill himself. - Hey, shh. Could you-

Dash, come here, buddy. - Is Ozzy okay?

- E-Everything is cool. I promise you.

Your mom's just freaking out. All right?

- Freaking out?

No, I think I'm behaving perfectly rationally.

Unlike your dad.

- Everything is fine. That's all I want you to know.

It was a one time thing.

Nothing like this is ever gonna happen again.

So we're not gonna do anything yet.

- Like you would anyways.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- You are so concerned with being his friend,

you don't discipline him.

- Dash, you wanna go inside? Please, buddy, go inside.

All you do is sit in that room and work on your boxes.

Meanwhile, Ozzy,

he's doing most of the cooking and cleaning.

He picks up for Summer where you leave off.

He's more of a mother to her than you are.

- I am running a business, Donnie.

What are you doing is the big question.

- You kill bugs for a living.

- Well, I have good news and, and bad news.

The good news is Ozzy is awake

and was able to speak with our onsite therapist, Dr. Kurtz.

- The bad news?

- It wasn't just an accident that he had at the pool.

- W-W-What does that mean?

- Ozzy tried to commit suicide.

- What?

- I believe your son is suffering from suicidal OCD

and major depressive disorder.

Suicidal OCD is a form of OCD that has unwanted thoughts,

images, and impulses related to killing oneself.

- OCD? Like, you, you should look at his room and reassess.

- This form of OCD as opposed to using

physical rituals like cleanliness,

uses mental rituals to manage stress and anxiety.

- So OCD made him do this?

- It's not uncommon to have intrusive thoughts.

When somebody with suicidal OCD has those thoughts,

they're almost impossible to get rid of.

- So he doesn't really want to die. He just is what?

- Most people that suffer from this

don't actually want to die.

They just don't know how to process the thoughts.

Since he's attempted suicide,

he may also have major depressive disorder.

- So what do we do now?

- Well, we could start him on medication

that would slow down the compulsive thoughts.

- But we could be completely wrong

with this diagnosis.

- What's with all the cars?

- Well, your mom invited

some of the ladies from her Bible study over.

So there's that. And you got a couple friends here.

It's, it's fine. It's gonna be okay. All right?

Just come on. It's gonna be fine.

- Two days. Something over there for him. Okay. Yeah.

And I had something last night. So whatever.

Hey. Hi, sweetie. Hi, doll. How are you?

- Hey, sweetie. I'm sorry about what happened to you.

And, you know, my daughter's in high school

and her best friend has depression.

- Mm. Yeah. Well, at least they know what to do with her.

- There's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.

We're here for you, sweetie. And God loves you too.

- I'm not sad. I'm not depressed.

I tried to kill myself.

You just don't understand.

- No, I don't. I'm sorry.

- Fucking birthday cake.

- I'll be back. - All right.

I'm sorry, you guys.

- I don't get it. So he's not-

- Well, thanks for coming. I'm sorry.

- It's gonna be okay.

Hey, look at that. You see that up there?

All those birds flying together.

You know what that's called, hm?

It's called a murmuration. Starlings do that.

And they do it because

they're all safer together as a group.

You know, family.

So they can protect each other.

So they need one another, you know? They need one another.

- I'm going to hell. - For what, cursing?

No. No, of course not.

- What I'm talking about.

- You're not going to hell.

- If I kill myself.

- No. No, you're not going to hell.

- I don't wanna die.

- That's not gonna happen.

I don't care if you try 7 or 70 times, I will stop you.

'Sup, bud?

- Hi.

- Listen, we talked to your principal

and think it's best that you just study from home for now.

That a big deal? I figured you'd be happy about that.

- Yeah. I mean, I guess.

- Ah, your mom's making breakfast, if you can smell it.

Come on. She's burning the bacon.

- She's making bacon? - Unfortunately.

- Bye, Mom.

- Hey, Summy, have a little toast.

- Carbs? - Okay. Dash?

Whatever. Have a good day at school.

- Yeah. Right. - There you go. All right.

- Oh, there you go. - Oh, my God.

- Huh, how'd that get in there? Everything all right?

I figure we'll spend the day working on the Mustang. Hm?

- Yeah.

What about my, um, my homework?

- It's gonna take a couple of days to transition

to the online thing, right?

- Right.

- We got a couple errands we gotta run to, so.

- Errands? - Yeah.

- Ozzy, this condition you have

is not something you should handle alone.

But you're gonna have to.

You're, you're a very bright kid and I know you're strong.

And not everyone's OCD symptoms are the same.

But the treatment I recommend for all my patients

along with the medicine,

it's exposure exercises.

And you're gonna have to face your thoughts.

I want you not to run away from them. Okay?

When you get an urge, don't run away.

Embrace it.

- You want me to give it another go?

- I got it.

Ooh. Cramp. Cramp. Ooh. Ah.

- Do not got it. - Here, take it.

That's weird. - I don't get it.

How did the tube, the dipstick even come out?

- Oh, well, you gotta drive the car delicately.

She's old. Mm.

- When's the radiator coming in?

- Um, two weeks. It's coming from China, so.

- Well, for a few bucks.

- Hey, when you're restoring a car, every dime counts.

- Great. I got it.

- Shit. Uh, let's call it a night. I'm done.

My goose is cooked.

Watch your fingers, buddy.

Yeah.

- Are you sure we can't take the Mustang?

- What's wrong with my mom's car?

- We need a getaway car. You know, not a Honda Civic.

- It's a Toyota Corolla. - Okay. Same thing.

Anyways, have I told you about this girl I've been seeing?

- Ooh, remember, like that other girl.

- No, no, no, dude. She's actually really cool.

Like this tall Italian. But it's been good.

Anyways, our, oh, fun.

- Hi, guys. - Yeah, hey.

Are you sure we can't take the Mustang?

- Dude.

- I'll just go wait in the car.

- Yeah, come on, baby driver. - What do you mean?

- Well, we figured you could assist

the senior prank driving.

- Why?

- Well, since the prank is at the pool again,

we thought it would be a good idea

if you didn't come in there again.

- Okay. - Wait for this. Ready?

My mom made ski masks.

- Let's go, theater boy.

- You know I'm in theater for the girls, right?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- No, for sure. - Yep.

- We'll be in and out, Booba.

Call if you see the cops. Let's go.

- Let's do it.

- Bye, guys. Have fun.

- Thanks for coming. - 'Course.

- Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

- Let's go. - Go.

- Let's go.

- Can I have one?

- No. I'm not gonna be responsible for your addiction.

- What?

- If you could buy your own cigarettes, you can smoke.

Now get outta my car.

- Okay. All right. I'll see you.

- Ah, dude. Kill yourself.

Please don't actually kill yourself.

No, hey. I got a question.

What do you think about Everett and Summer?

- What about them? - Ah...

- Like when they were dancing at prom?

- They went to a party after.

- Okay. Was it just a party?

- Yeah.

- Okay. - All right.

Sleep tight, Booba. Get outta my car.

I gotta drive home. All right?

- All right. Love you. - Love you too, dude.

- Don, the Mustang is running. The Mustang.

- No. No, no, no.

- Get him out. - Help me. Help me.

Careful, careful, careful. Ozzy.

- Ozzy. Ozzy. - Is he breathing?

- Ozzy.

- Come on, Ozzy. Come on, son.

Come on, Ozzy. Come on, Ozzy. Come on, Ozzy. Come on, Ozzy.

- So what do we do now?

- Well, we can up the medication.

Okay, but with upping the medication comes from side effects

like, uh, drowsiness, muscle weakness,

and sometimes the inability to think clearly.

But we have, we have high hopes that this'll help.

- Okay, fine.

If, if you think it's best, up the medication for now.

- If it would make you feel more comfortable,

we could also schedule more visits with a therapist.

- Okay. All right. Thank you.

- That weird kid in English class

brought Everett and I both our own packs of gum.

He wanted to see how many pieces he could put in our mouths.

- Does he have some kinda weird fetish now or something?

- I don't know, man.

Anyways, Everett put 31 pieces of gum in his mouth.

- Shoot.

- And then he put it in the kid's hair.

I don't think I'd be friends with Everett

if it wasn't for you.

It just, it was weird to hang out with him alone.

You're like the glue for us all.

When do you think you'll come back to school?

- I don't think I'm ever coming back.

- Don't say that. - I'm serious.

- You're thinking too much.

Hey. What is it like?

- It's wild, man.

I mean, it's like flying down right by my house going 200.

The accelerator's stuck and

brakes have gone out and you have no control.

- You get, like, adrenaline rush every time?

- Not the good kind.

- So, like...

At school, you know, we...

- You don't have to try to say something.

Just enjoy my presence while you can.

- Shut the hell up.

I love you, man.

- Okay, this week I want you to record yourself

saying triggering thoughts and phrases,

and then put it on repeat the entire day.

So instead of trying to neutralize

the bad thoughts with good thoughts,

I want you to stay in the presence of the bad thoughts.

You could even write those phrases down

and you can hang 'em on your room.

- You're alone. You can do anything.

There's a belt on your bed. Use it.

- Ozzy. - Kill yourself.

- You need Mom or Dad?

- I, um, my therapist told me to do it.

It's an exercise.

- Supposed to help you not kill yourself?

Gonna be okay.

- I think I'm pregnant.

- Does Darrell know?

- It happened prom night.

I missed my period.

- Did you get a test

- It's in the bathroom. I'm too scared to check.

- You're not pregnant.

- Hi, Ozzy. How are you, sweetie? Hm? Oh.

- You good? Hm? Okay, good.

Oh, careful. Careful.

- Was this supposed to go out yesterday?

- Yes, it is. Do you mind? Thank you, sweetheart.

Also, Dash is gonna be home in a little bit.

I was thinking maybe you guys could go out to the woods.

Get some blue weevils for me.

Yeah? Get outta the house? Great. Okay. Just like old times.

All right, I'll be right back.

- You girly friend is here.

- What? - Mm-hm.

- You found my house? - It was not hard to find.

I haven't seen you at school in a couple days.

Your sister said you were going through something.

- Yeah, I'm good.

- Yeah, he's just been taking it easy.

Hey, Mia brought me a butterfly hatching kit.

How cool is that? Thank you. - Yeah.

- In fact, the boys are gonna go up to the woods

and collect beetles for me.

Do, do you wanna go? - I would love to.

- You sure? - Yeah.

- Okay. See you later. Go get 'em.

Thank you.

- So how exactly do you catch these beetles?

- Ah, well, there is an art to the capturing

and holding hostage of beetles.

First, they like to hang out in cool shady spaces.

So to the woods.

- When you told me your parents collected bugs,

I thought you meant, like, alive bugs.

- They don't kill them.

- Then what do you do with them?

- Keep them in jars till they die.

- But they're meant to be free.

- They're bugs. I mean, they'll be content, right?

- But is not living better than death?

- I mean,

to live is to die.

- Well, in the end.

- In my end, if somebody strapped a guitar to me

and hung me on the wall,

I'd be pretty happy.

- Is that your dream? - No.

But sometimes the dream is better than the outcome.

- Hm.

Do beetles have dreams, is the real question.

- Uh, probably not.

But The Beatles did.

Let's explore. I got more flowers.

- That's really far.

- There's so many flowers though.

Mia!

- I got a question for you.

- What question?

- What you wanna do?

- I wanna make movies.

- Oh, so you wanna be in a motion picture?

- Yeah. I wanna make films. I know, very lame with me.

- Not lame.

- My mom, she thinks I'm crazy, actually,

for wanting to do movies.

- Yeah, everybody's crazy for having dreams.

You're even crazier if you don't follow them.

- Do your parents support you?

Like if you wanted to do music?

- I think they would.

- Do they want you to go to college?

- I don't think they really care

because they both didn't go.

- Yeah, I feel like we're at a point in high school

where we kinda like have just stopped learning.

I feel like I haven't learned anything since middle school.

- Yeah. And then there's Mr. Wayman.

Gave my idiot friend an A.

I work for a week on it and I get a C.

- Your biggest fear story? - Mm-hm. Yeah.

I wrote about alligators, which I thought was pretty cool.

- Are you afraid of alligators?

- Yes. Very much so. - Really?

- Yes. Do you wanna hear the story?

Okay, so you know how, like, your dreams,

like, don't have blood in them.

Think about it.

- I've never really thought about that actually.

- Right? See? - It's true.

- I know. Okay.

So basically, um, we were staying at this hotel, okay?

And we were all swimming in this pool, um,

and suddenly there is this alligator,

like, it's gotta be at least 10 feet long

and it's just chilling in the middle of the pool.

And so the lifeguard is screaming,

you know, she wants everybody to get out.

She wants them to run.

And I guess that, that lifeguard thought that,

I mean, it was her time to shine,

'cause she dove right in there and

dead.

Boom. Guts, blood.

It was so vivid.

- Damn. That's crazy.

How old were you? - 11.

I don't dream much anymore.

What's your favorite movie?

- Oof. That's a hard one.

"It's A Wonderful Life." Have you seen it before?

- Yeah. A long time ago though.

- I like it 'cause, in the movie,

the angel is basically showing

George Bailey, the main character,

how the world would be like without him.

And the angel takes him to his brother's grave.

George saved his brother when they were younger.

He almost drowned.

And the angel basically says,

"It's strange, isn't it,

how each man's life touches so many other lives.

And when he isn't around, he leaves an awful hole."

Today was fun.

- You think so? I don't know.

If I didn't know better,

I'd think collecting bugs is pretty weird.

- There's nothing weird about it.

Will you be at school tomorrow?

- No. Kinda on house arrest.

- When will I see you again? - Tomorrow.

- Maybe.

- Hey, guys. Hey, isn't Mia staying for dinner?

- She had to leave.

- Okay. You guys catch anything good?

- Yes. I named mine Ringo.

I have a whole band.

- Hey, Ozzy. Catch any bugs? - You piece of shit.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- I'll get Ozzy's medication.

- Hey, Dasher, why don't you practice your audition

for the school musical for us? - No.

- Come on, please. You do such a good job. Please?

- Good job. - So good.

- So when you coming back to school?

It's kinda boring, you know, without you being there.

You know, my sister was depressed.

They gave her Xanax. That sorta fixed it.

Why don't you just go on that?

- Well, Everett, Ozzy isn't depressed.

He's got OCD. Difference.

- Can I be excused? - Yes.

Sum.

- Thanks for dinner. It's good.

- Why him?

- Was it Dru?

I told that dumb ass not to say anything.

- Can't keep his mouth shut. - Wish I knew that.

Look, I'm actually really sorry.

We were, I was gonna tell you at dinner. I swear.

- You swear?

- Okay then, what am I supposed to do? Not follow my heart?

- Maybe your heart needs rewiring or something

'cause it's, dude, it's Everett.

What do you see in him?

- I mean, he's really nice to me,

but like, I always saw him as your friend

until it was just at prom.

We were just dancing together.

And when we went to the party afterwards

and we were just talking

and I got a little drunk and just kinda-

- Okay, I really don't need a play by play.

So...

I tried telling him you're not depressed.

Tried telling the whole school.

- Oh, God. What are they saying?

- You don't wanna know.

Well, actually, maybe this part.

Um, there was this rumor going around last week

that you have this disease

where you think you're a fish

and that's why you jumped in the pool.

- Oh.

- Yeah.

- Where did you learn to fight like that?

Because I never taught, that was, I mean, Everett is huge.

I wouldn't fight him.

It doesn't mean that I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm saying

it's the right thing to do.

I just, I, I don't know.

I mean, fights happen.

When I was a kid, I had this bully in my neighborhood

who used to round up all the kids

and force us to fight in the park every Friday night.

I lost every one.

But finally, when I was in high school, I ended up, uh,

getting into the wrestling team.

Thought that might help me win a fight or two,

but they don't wrestle in the park.

They punch you.

What am I gonna do with you?

- What are you gonna do with me?

- Love you.

- Hey, Dad?

- Yes, son.

- You know when I was younger,

I would get the, those nightmares.

- Hm, do I ever.

- So scary and so real.

- Some alligators. - Those alligators.

- Freaked me out.

Used to sleep in your room every single night.

I started to think they were real.

Back still hurts from that, by the way. Thank you very much.

- I was gonna ask about that.

You know, you, have you staying in my room again.

- Hey, yeah, of course. I'd be happy to.

I'll camp out there with you. Sure.

- I wanna listen to my heart.

- Okay. - Wanna ask Mia on a date.

- That's a great idea.

I, uh, I think you should follow your heart.

- I'm gonna take her to the movies.

- Mm. Hmm.

I mean, you could.

Uh, have to tag along with you for now.

No way.

- Well, someone's gotta keep an eye on you, son.

- She can just come over here.

- Yeah, absolutely. She can come over here.

You can make your famous meatballs.

- Mm. She doesn't like meat. She eats pixie dust.

- Just your type

Pixie dust. Oh, boy.

- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

- I can't, I can't, I can't.

- Come on. - I can't. I can't.

Oh, my God. It's annoying.

- It is not a hard concept. All right.

You're gonna let out the clutch

and then you're gonna feel it start to roll a little bit

and you're gonna give it gas.

And then you're gonna slowly let go of the clutch.

Super easy.

- This is literally impossible to drive.

I don't know how you drive this anywhere.

- All right, take a break. You're, you're making progress.

I was, um, I was wondering if,

you know, you and me...

I'm sorry. If, uh...

Mia, would you go on a date with me?

- I would love to.

- Tomorrow?

- Mm, where are we going?

- Yeah, that's the thing.

You know, the whole house arrest situation?

- Your parents won't let you go anywhere.

- No. Hence the house arrest.

But, you know, I thought that maybe

I could make you dinner.

- You cook? - Yeah.

So, well, I mean, my,

my dad was on tour a lot and my mom worked.

So I, I cooked.

- And, like, it's actually good?

- Yes, it's good. I, I promise.

- I don't have to pretend to like it?

- Yes, I promise.

- Okay.

- Drive up the hill. Go. Drive

- What? - Come on.

You got this.

- That cloud looks like a fat guy eating a sub.

- That one? - No, that one.

- What? Where? That one?

- No. There.

- Oh, my god. It does.

Hmm. So you take all the girls up here, huh?

Yeah. All of the girls.

No, not all the girls. Just my mom and my sister.

So big competition.

- Wow. I'm honored.

Hey, can I ask you something?

- Sure.

- Are you sick? - What do you mean?

- Do you have cancer?

- No, I don't have cancer.

- So why do you have to stay home all the time?

- I'm like George Bailey.

I, I do know I have a wonderful life.

- So you know you'd leave a hole if you were gone, right?

So at the pool,

you didn't just fall in?

- Oh, Mia.

Mia, don't think like that.

- Do you wanna die right now? - No.

- Want me to get your guitar?

- I'm not gonna serenade her.

- Ah. Doing okay?

- Yeah. - You sure?

- Maybe a little nervous.

- Eh, it's, it's normal.

Oh, by the way, got news that the radiator is on its way.

Boop.

- Ozzy. This is so cute.

- You think so? - Oh, my gosh.

I wish Dad would do something like this for me. Yes.

Come here. I'm gonna take off. I'll see you later tonight.

Okay, baby? - Right. Love you.

- I love you. I love you.

So proud of you, going on your first date,

having your first kiss.

- What? - Nothing.

- What are you talking about? - Oh, I just had Dash go up

and spy on you guys up the hill.

Anyway, uh, I ironed your dress shirt.

And then if you wanna wear one of Dad's ties from the 80s,

they're in that bin upstairs, okay?

I think Dash was looking at 'em last.

I love you. Have fun.

- You love your family.

What about Mia? You can't think like that.

You love. What about my family?

Can't handle this. They would be better off without you.

- Ozzy. Ozzy. Ozzy. Ozzy.

Oh, God.

Oh, my boy. Oh, my boy.

- I pictured myself

growing old watching him grow up.

Oh, his smile.

His smile was the best thing ever.

Lit up a whole room. And his hugs, I mean, his...

You could meet him for the first time

and after a moment he could give you a hug

and make you just feel like family.

I mean, he was, he was happy, you know?

And he was thankful, kind.

He was so kind. Sorry, just...

- Dash, why don't you go help Dad.

- Yeah. - I got it.

It's not that heavy.

- Donnie, why don't you just take a break.

- I'm fixing my son's car.

- What is it? - It's the radiator.

Tell you what, you go and get my tools,

you can help me install it. - Okay.

- Oh, my baby. Oh, my baby.

- Yeah. Okay.

- My biggest fear if I die,

the fear of not maintaining control of my future.

And no, I'm not talking about my future as in my career,

but my actions and not being in control of my obsessions.

I feel like a ticking time bomb.

Eventually I'm gonna blow up and destroy everyone around me.

I didn't set the countdown or enable the bomb,

but God knows I'm trying to diffuse it.

I have these visions of death that I can't shake.

I guess I lied on my last paper

when I said my biggest fear was alligators,

even though I've only ever seen them in my dreams.

I would wake up with my voice hurting

because of how loud I would scream.

My dad would come in my room every night

and tell me he locked the alligator in the closet

and that one day I'll have to put away my alligator myself,

which made me realize if I only focus on fear,

my life will become that.

What kind of life is a life of fear? Not a very good one.

Time is the most precious thing we have,

which is why when I have the feeling of fear,

I try to replace it with a feeling of gratefulness,

surrounding myself with those most important to me.

It's really all anyone has in life.

There's a lot someone can be afraid of,

but when you have family and friends who love you,

it makes all those fears feel small.

So my biggest fear isn't death,

but taking for granted my life and those I love,

especially never telling them how much they mean to me,

even when they let me down.

Life will never be perfect, but it can always be well spent.

I will always focus on gratefulness over fear.

And because of that, truly, I feel fine.