Clouds

Wanna know a little secret?

Most teenagers out there feel like they're invincible.

Not the Superman kind of invincible.

The kind of invincible that tricks you into thinking

tomorrow might be a better day to start chasing your dreams.

Or, like you have an extra ten minutes to get somewhere when, clearly, you don't.

- Okay. Front door service. - Thanks, Mom. I owe you.

I'll put it on your tab.

- Hey, could you grab my crutches? - Yep. Got 'em.

- Have fun up there, okay? - All right.

- Thank you. - There you go.

- Oh, wait. Wait, wait, wait. - It's okay. Leave it!

Okay. Go, go, go. I'll see you in a minute. Have fun.

- 'Sup, Zach? - Hey.

The truth is that even after four years

and, like, 20-something rounds of chemo...

I'm still figuring it out.

Thank you. Thank you means leave. Stick to football.

- Hi, Zach. - Hey, Mr. Reed.

I don't wanna see some of y'all in a skirt again.

Don't clap for them. Don't do that.

Sorry about that. You know that was uncomfortable to watch.

They didn't rehearse.

Let's give it up for some students that actually rehearsed

to put on a show for us.

Give it up for the Stillwater High Topaz Dance Crew!

And while there's a lot that I don't know at my age,

what I do know is this:

What some people take for granted, others are fighting for.

And believe me, I'm a fighter.

- Zach? - Hello.

Where have you been?

You know I like to make a big entrance.

- You okay? - Yeah. I'm gonna throw up.

We've been through this. Just breathe.

I know. I know. It's just everyone...

Everybody's killing it out there.

Look at Amy. She doesn't even have to try.

She was born graceful. I was born to fall on my face.

You are painfully awkward.

Shut up. Sammy. Hey.

You sang it for me, and it was awesome.

That's nice, but you are my best friend,

so you are morally obligated to say nice things to me.

Everybody else out there is not my best friend.

If everyone else doesn't like it, then they're idiots.

Sorry.

- Just don't screw it up, all right? - Ha, that's not funny.

God, this stage fright thing is so stupid.

It's not stupid.

Look, if you're not ready to go, then I will.

- You will? - Yes.

That's right. Keep it going. Come on. Let me hear y'all.

All right.

- Knock 'em dead, good sir. - You'll get 'em next time.

I'm not gonna hold you guys...

Hey, hey. Awesome performance.

Really liked that leg flippy dippy spin move you did. Great form.

Well, I really liked that flippy dippy thumbs-up thing you did.

That was cute.

Give it up for Sammy Brown, everybody! Sammy Brown!

Mr. Weaver.

Hello, Stillwater. Whoo!

Thank you. Thank you.

Okay, so, um...

I know I can easily be mistaken for Sammy Brown.

But those of you who are paying attention...

um, may notice that she has slightly more hair than me.

Actually, pretty much everyone in this school has more hair than me,

now that I think about it.

- Even Mr. Weaver. - Okay.

Ah, ha ha ha ha ha!

That's funny that he would crack that joke

'cause I actually volunteered to shave my head off for you.

So you shouldn't be talking about me.

And I'm not gonna lie to y'all. I won't do that for nobody else.

I'm not getting paid for this. Just play your song.

Yeah, I'm special.

Yeah, Sammy!

Sorry, just give me a second to get into character for this super serious song.

Whoo!

- Yeah, you are. - Yeah. What?

Yeah. Okay.

You sure know how to work a crowd.

And way to own the shaved head.

- There's no use trying to hide it, right? - Mm-hmm.

Gotta say, interesting song choice.

"Interesting" is an interesting word to describe someone's music, but okay.

Well, it wasn't really your music.

- Mom, it was fun. - Oh. Fun is great. I love fun.

- You love it? - Love it.

- Love fun. You're a cool mom. - I am. Thank you.

So I found some of your lyrics when I was cleaning your room.

- And you read them? - They weren't hidden or anything.

They were definitely in my desk drawer.

Which I have to open to put your stuff away.

Anyway, the point is... I really like them.

Cool. I'm glad you enjoyed them. It was seriously nothing.

I was just bored.

Not trying to be Ed Sheeran or anything.

"Ed" who? Oh, is he that little redheaded fella?

You're hopeless.

Anyway, I'm just glad you're not trying to be Ed or anyone else.

The world already has them.

What would be great is if it had more of you. Just saying.

I can clean my own room.

Can I get that in writing?

Hey, dork.

Woo boo boop.

Really? Okay, you're not even watching it.

Oh, yeah, that is true,

but, I mean, if you really want to, you could just say the magic words.

You're so annoying.

Those are not the magic words.

Come on. You know 'em.

I... love...

Okay, whatever.

- Aw, is that your girlfriend? - Stop!

- Out! Out! - What? She's really pretty.

Does she like your bald head? That's really nice.

Come on, Zach.

A picnic? It's getting kinda cold out for a picnic.

I know. Okay? I panicked.

I mean, you gotta give it to a girl that knows what she wants.

I still don't understand why she'd wanna go out with me in the first place.

Are you serious?

You're bald.

Among other things.

Well, hair grows, first of all. And she knows you beat it last time.

This round of chemo is basically just a formality.

Yeah.

Wait. How does she know that?

Oh, she, like... She, like, messaged me or whatever.

Just making sure that it was fine that you guys hung out, I guess.

Why wouldn't it be?

She's probably just trying to be nice 'cause she knows that we hang out a lot.

Okay, well, you told her that we're basically like family, right?

We've had our diapers changed together. You've wiped your boogers on me.

I haven't done that in, like, weeks. So I'ma need you to calm down.

- Feels like yesterday. - Well,

I lied and I told her that you're super cool, so you're welcome.

Anyway, I wrote a song.

Okay. Can I hear it?

What? Like right now?

Yeah.

Okay.

- What's it called? - It's called "Blueberries."

You can't judge it. You haven't heard it yet.

I feel you judging it.

It's an interesting choice to write a song about produce is all.

Okay, folks. What do we think? Free concert?

Just don't judge. It's, like, rough, but I... Okay, let's try it.

- All right. Don't screw it up. - Thank you.

- Good morning, folks. - Good morning.

Okay.

Are you seriously taking the poor girl leftovers?

Yeah. If Amy's as perfect as I think she is,

she'll appreciate the culinary masterpiece that is cold pizza.

- Oh, did you say cold pizza? - Yeah.

Toss me a slice for the road.

- Ooh! Ah, there we go! - Thank you.

Don't they feed you in college?

You've done nothing but mooch since you got home.

I do not mooch, I scavenge.

You're all vultures.

And as king of the castle,

I claim dibs on all leftovers henceforth and hereto with.

It should be illegal to make people work on a day as glorious as this.

- He's got a date. - Oh. Nice.

- Yeah. - Hey, your highness, don't forget Daisy.

Oh, yes. Goodbye, trusty hound.

- Rob, you're taking her to the groomer. - You didn't ask me to do that.

Uh, yes, I did. On Tuesday when I made the appointment.

I asked you if you were free.

No, sorry. It's not on the calendar.

I'm gonna take Grace to practice, and then I'm going straight to work.

Well, I'm taking Zach to his date and then picking up his meds.

I would take Daisy, but if I don't hit the road right now,

- I'm not gonna make it to school in time. - What about Alli?

I can't. I'm waiting on a call from Colin.

Sam!

You can't talk in the car?

I can't FaceTime in the car.

I haven't seen him in weeks. The base is super strict on guys in training.

I don't like the sound of that cough.

- Grace, let's go. - I'm fine.

The hospital's on the way to the park.

We'll just pop in and make sure.

No, Mom. Seriously, I'm okay.

No. Alli, your call's gonna have to wait. I need you to take Daisy.

- But Mom... - Alli.

Sorry, kiddo.

- Come on. - Can we just go after the picnic?

- No. Absolutely not. No! - Please, please, please?

- We're not having an argument about this. - It's not that serious.

- I'm fine. I'm seriously okay. - We're going to the hospital. Stop!

All right.

Drop it at the post office.

Okay, the scan shows Zach has got a collapsed lung.

But luckily, the pediatric surgeon has been able to move some things around,