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(audience cheers and applauds)

(gentle upbeat music)

(crowd cheers and

applauds continue)

- [Jack] For as long

as I can remember,

I always wanted to

wrestle for Hoover.

My dad, Jason

Fawcett, was a Viking.

He began taking me to matches

while I was still

pooping my pants.

- Yeah! Woo!

- Did we win, Dad?

We won, right?

- We sure did. We beat

a really good team.

- Are we gonna go down

to the mat now, Dad?

Are we gonna get to

talk to them again?

- You bet we are,

buddy. Let's go down.

- [Jack] This was the first time

I had seen wrestlers up close.

They were giants, like the

superheroes in my comic books.

And I finally got

to meet Coach D.

- Guys, this is Jason Fawcett,

heck of a wrestler-

- Hey-

- back in his day-

- nice to meet you.

- took fifth in state.

- Wow, right on, Mr. Fawcett.

- I see you got the little

guy you with you today.

Is he gonna hop on the

mat with us sometime?

- I hope so.

- Hey, kid. So, how about it?

You think you got what

it takes to be a Viking?

- Heck yeah, I am!

I'm gonna be a state

champion just like you.

- (chuckles) Well, you get in

the gym, work some technique,

develop a little bit of

that k*ller instinct.

You may just have a stud

on your hands after all,

Mr. Fawcett.

- [Jack] It was at that moment,

I knew I wanted to be a

wrestler, just like that.

(audience cheers and applauds)

Seven years later, I

had my first match.

And I was scared to death.

(audience chanting

"Rico" and applauding)

(hands smacking)

Dad, I'm scared.

- Nothing to be scared of,

buddy. I'm gonna be right here.

- No, it's not that.

What if I lose? What

if I look stupid?

- What? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Look, it's not about

winning or losing, okay?

It's about the

lessons that you learn

and the kind of man

it helps you become.

Do you understand?

(audience chanting "Rico")

As long as you give it 100%

every time, I'm good with that.

No big deal.

- Yeah, it's no big deal to you.

You're not about to

get your butt kicked

by someone apparently

named Rico.

- (chuckles) Wise guy, huh?

Okay, let's go. Let's go.

Ready? Get in there.

(audience chanting

"Rico" and applauding)

- Dude, this Rico kid's

never lost a match.

- Ah, Jack's in trouble.

(audience applauding)

- You got this, buddy.

You got it. You got it.

(gentle suspenseful music)

(whistle blows)

(tense suspenseful music)

(audience shouts and applauds)

(tense suspenseful music)

(audience shouts and applauds)

Let's go, Jacky!

Let's go, Jacky!

(audience gasps)

(tense suspenseful music)

(audience shouting)

(whistle blows)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- [Jack] Pride, that's

what I was feeling.

Self-esteem, confidence.

I had done something good.

I started to become

known and feared.

I was referred to as

tough and tenacious.

I had found my thing.

I had found my tribe.

I started winning. A lot.

- [Reporter] A local high

school superintendent

was arrested over the weekend

while hanging his assets

off the Hall of Fame Bridge.

Janus Brockdale is facing

charges of indecent exposure

after he left a local

bar Friday night.

In an intoxicated state,

Brockdale climbed the bridge

and mooned to passing motorist

on Route 77.

(parents chuckling)

The local sheriff...

- What's so funny.

What's mooning?

- [Reporter] No one wants

to see your an*s, Janus.

- Well, it's when someone

pulls down their pants

and shows their butt.

- Why do people do that?

- Because it's funny.

- Oh.

(whimsical music)

Because it's funny?

Well, that's all

I needed to hear,

as I spent a great deal of

my time trying to be funny.

Mostly for my mom.

(whimsical music continues)

(brakes squeak)

(doors hiss)

(whimsical music continues)

(doors squeak and hiss)

(students laughing)

(horn honking)

(whimsical music continues)

(Jack chuckles)

Now that was funny.

(leaves rustling)

(bell ringing)

My school, on the other hand,

didn't find it funny at all.

- Okay, that was a good

guess. Anybody else?

(bells faintly ringing)

(footsteps pattering)

Oh, okay.

- Mr. Fawcett, come

with me, please.

- [Jack] I was terrified

of Sister Mary Margaret,

and when she came for

me, which was often,

it never ended well.

(footsteps thumping)

(students chattering)

- I wanna ask you what happened

after school yesterday?

- Oh, is this about

the goldfish cr*cker

I threw across the classroom?

- No. Now, I'll ask you again,

what happened yesterday?

Or more specifically, after

you got off the school bus?

- Oh, um, after I

got off the bus,

I did this thing.

- [Sister Mary

Margaret] This thing?

- Well, I, I mooned the bus.

- You did what?

- [Jack] I mooned the bus.

- And what exactly is that?

- Well, it's like this.

- No, no, sit back down.

You don't have to show me.

Why on earth would you

do something like that?

- Well, I thought it was funny.

- Well, well, it's not

funny. It's disgusting.

And I won't tolerate

that type of behavior.

So, what school will

you be going to now?

- What, what school

I'd be going to?

- Yes, I will be moving you

out of St. Christopher's.

Today is Friday and I expect you

to inform your parents

of what you did.

And on Monday, I

want you to come

and I want you to

apologize to every student

that was on that bus

and to their parents.

Do you understand me?

- Yes, Sister Mary Margaret.

- Sister Mary

Margaret] You may go.

- Like I said, it

never ended well.

(latch clicks)

(forking clinking)

That weekend,

all I could think about

was how to tell my parents.

(silverware clinking)

- Hey buddy, you not hungry?

You haven't, you haven't

touched your food.

- I mooned the bus.

I mooned the bus, and they

wanna kick me out of school.

Sister Mary Margaret

said I was disgusting.

And you and mom have to

come to school with me

tomorrow morning.

(gentle music)

(Jack sighs)

- Okay.

(gentle music continues)

(silverware clinking)

- I am sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry

for what I've done.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I'm very sorry.

I'm sorry for what I've done.

I apologize for what I've done.

- I'm, I'm sorry, Kim,

but this seems like

a little much to me.

Okay, I, I say if they want

him out, we take him out.

- [Jack] My dad never

really wanted to send me

to parochial school,

but my mom insisted.

My mom's family was

deeply Catholic.

And before she met my dad,

her parents were grooming

her to become a nun.

- I, I, I just, I don't

see things changing

for the better here.

You know, he's, he's

always been a busy kid.

- [Jack] My dad was

right. I was a busy kid.

(cheerful music)

And I became a big hit

around the neighborhood

when I took up streaking.

- Go Jack, you crazy little guy!

(Jack shouts)

(gentle upbeat music)

of course, this

came after I learned

my dad had streaked

my mom's ladies group

at the country club.

(upbeat music)

(women chattering)

- [Jason] Hello!

(women screaming)

Woo! Woo!

Woo!

Off I go!

- Woo!

- [Jack] My dad, like me,

was always just trying

to make my mom smile.

- Jason, he has to learn

that he can't go around

doing whatever he wants

whenever he wants, just

because he thinks it's funny.

He needs rules.

Sister Mary Margaret

has a few ideas,

and I think we should

just give it some time.

(gentle music)

(bell ringing)

(Jason sighs)

- [Jack] Yeah, Sister Mary

Margaret had some deals,

all right.

(table thuds)

And they all involved

humiliating me in

one way or another.

(chair thuds)

(room divider clattering)

There was the "put me in

the box" idea, which sucked.

(students chattering)

(gentle music continues)

- This is Jack Fawcett.

I want him sitting

at the front seat

for the rest of the year.

He's being disciplined.

- Then there was the "stick

me in front of the bus

so the kids could make fun of

me" idea, which also sucked.

(bottle rattling)

And the final humiliation came

when they convinced my mom

to put me on meditation.

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

which I never really

got the hang of.

(gentle music continues)

I had this dream. I was a knight

fighting a massive dragon.

I had a big sword. I stabbed

him right in the throat.

And I was in my underwear.

(students laughing)

(teacher gasping)

- Mr. Fawcett, did you forget

to take your hyper pills today?

- [Jack] My hyper pills?

- Go! In your seat!

- Ouch.

Look, I wasn't trying-

- Put your feet-

- to get in trouble.

- underneath.

- [Jack] I just like

making people laugh,

which of course got me

put back in the box.

(shoes clacking)

(gentle music continues)

(door knocking)

(latch clicks)

- Hello, Mrs. McBride.

I'm Dr. Lisa Martin.

- Oh, yes, Dr. Martin, I

have been expecting you.

I have reintegrated Jack

with the rest of

the class for today.

So you can move among all

the students more discreetly.

- Great. That sounds perfect.

And how has his behavior

been so far today?

- Well, he was a bit of a

distraction this morning

when he got up out of his seat

to go to the window

when a paramedics and

firetruck went by.

But besides that, he's

been relatively quiet.

Shall we go in?

- Yes, please.

(door squeaking)

(shoes clacking)

- Class, attention.

I would like for you to say

good morning to Dr. Lisa.

She is here today to

get to know all of you.

I expect for you to treat her

with courtesy and respect.

- Good morning, Dr. Lisa.

(Jack blows raspberry)

(teacher sighs)

- [Jack] I just

couldn't help myself.

I guess you could say I

had impulse control issues.

(pencil clicking)

(students laughing)

(fingers flick)

(gentle music)

- Hello there.

- Hi.

- What are you drawing?

- Godzilla. I love Godzilla.

- You love Godzilla?

- Yeah, but not the stupid

one with baby Godzilla

and that giant moth that

sprays crap all over the place.

The real Godzilla,

Gojira. He's the cool one.

- He's cool, huh? What

makes him cool, Jack?

- 'Cause no one or

nothing can stop him.

(paper rustling)

- Oh, my.

- [Dr. Lisa] Jack gave these

to me. He even signed them.

(paper rustling)

- [Teacher] This shark one

is particularly disturbing.

- Jack told me his dad

let him watch "Jaws."

So now he also loves

great white sharks.

Says he wants to be

an oceanographer.

- (chuckles and sighs) So,

what is your assessment?

- I definitely have

some more work to do

before I make a final analysis,

but I would describe much of

what I saw today as aberrant.

And I think it's safe to say

he will never be an artist.

- (chuckles) No.

- [Jack] I was labeled as a

troubled kid and it stuck.

(thunder rumbling)

(melancholic music)

Then weird stuff started

happening with my mom.

(Kim yelling)

(bowl clattering)

- [Renee] I hate you!

(Kim sobs)

(feet pattering)

(melancholic music continues)

(thunder rumbling)

- [Jack] My mom was becoming

erratic and unstable,

and we didn't know what to do.

(Kim sniffles)

(melancholic music continues)

My dad tried, but nothing

could make my mom feel better.

(Kim crying)

(melancholic music continues)

And I could tell my parents'

marriage was falling apart.

(melancholic music continues)

(door knocking)

(mom sobbing)

My mom quit coming

out of her room.

It was like she was

becoming a ghost.

- So, look, I just wanted

to sit you guys down

and tell you what's going on.

Um,

mom has been really

tired lately.

(melancholic music continues)

- Excuse me, I

just wanted to say

what a handsome

family you all are.

- Oh, thank you.

- Such beautiful children.

And this one, he's a spitting

image of you. It's remarkable.

- I started wondering

what was happening to her,

and more importantly, since

she and I were so alike,

when would it happen to me?

That became my greatest fear.

(thunder rumbling)

(melancholic music continues)

(rain pattering)

My parents' marriage was over.

(rain pattering continues)

(melancholic music continues)

(feet rustling)

(door knocking)

Mama, I'm all packed up. Gonna

go, can you open the door?

(melancholic music continues)

To heck with it then.

(melancholic music continues)

Renee and I had to

choose who to live with.

She chose to stay with my

mom, and I chose my dad.

(alarm beeps)

While it was an easy decision

for me to pick my dad,

it was a decision that no

kid ever wants to make.

(melancholic music continues)

(door thuds)

And that was it.

The relationship I had with

my mother was never the same.

My mom was sick and her

behavior destroyed me,

but I never gave up on her.

It would've been like hating

someone for having cancer.

- [Jason] Yeah, I think this

is it right there, this one.

- [Jack] There?

- [Jason] Yeah.

(car humming)

(cars whooshing)

(door thuds)

(door thuds)

- [Jack] So this is it, huh?

- Yeah, yeah.

You know, I, I, I wanted you

to be able to walk to school,

so I picked the closest place.

- Maybe being close isn't

all that important, Dad.

But we'll make the

best of it, right?

We are two-

- [Both] wild and

crazy bachelors!

- That we are, man. That we are.

All right, let's check it out.

- Yeah, I was gonna

miss my old life,

but I was also looking

forward to a new chapter.

(gentle upbeat music)

Then came my first day at

Hoover, and I was excited.

Dad, you making cronuts?!

- Hey, you know I

am, bud. Bacon too.

We gotta send you off to

school with a full belly.

Come on. All right, here we go.

We got your cronuts.

- Two pieces of bacon.

- Two, two pieces. (gasps)

Ooh! Ooh! (sighs)

How is it, hm? Thumbs,

I got a thumbs up?

I'll take it.

- [Jack] Things weren't perfect,

but I was gonna be

a Hoover Viking,

and the best part was no

more Sister Mary Margaret.

- You ready?

- Yeah.

- My man.

(fists thudding)

(lips smack)

I love you.

- I love you too, Dad.

- Okay.

Behave yourself, okay?

- [Jack] I will.

(door thuds)

(gentle music)

(Jason sighs)

- [Jack] My dad was

doing everything he could

to make sure I was happy.

And he always let me

know that I was loved.

(Jason sighs)

And he never let me see

how much pain he was in.

(Jason sobs)

(car whooshes)

(door thuds)

And then there were the

weekend visitations.

(feet pattering)

(door knocking)

All I wanted to

do was see my mom,

(gentle upbeat music)

but I saw the

neighborhood instead.

(upbeat music)

(gentle music)

(feet pattering)

I never quit going to that door.

(feet pattering continues)

(gentle music continues)

And by the time high

school came around

(door knocking)

visiting my mom was the same.

(footsteps thumping)

(car whooshing)

(birds chirping)

Sure, plenty of guys

came sniffing around

trying to rescue my mom.

(door thuds)

- Kim, do you even know what

he's doing when he comes here?

He's with one of his

delinquent friends

sitting up on the roof,

smoking cigars, pounding beers.

This is insane. This

kid is out of control.

- He was right, I

was outta control,

but I was living life

the only way I knew how.

As for the guys, most of 'em,

I never saw again. (chuckles)

I can never figure out why.

(hands smack)

(ball thumping)

(gentle music)

And then one day...

(door knocking)

Mom?

(gentle music continues)

(latch clicks)

- Jack, come in, I wanna

show you something.

(gentle music continues)

Do you see that?

- Yeah.

- Do you know what it is?

- No.

- It's stain.

A stain from my tears,

where I cry myself

to sleep every night.

- [Jack] As I stood there,

I felt both pity and

resentment for her.

It was all very confusing.

(gentle music continues)

- Jack,

I just thought you should know

that your father used to ask me

to do unspeakable things to him.

(gentle music continues)

He's a h*m*.

- [Jack] And my mother's

dissent into madness continued.

(image whooshes)

(birds chirping)

(whistle blowing)

- Bring it in.

Welcome to what we

affectionately referred to

as the k*ll box.

- [Jack] And then there was

coach D. The man was a legend.

(upbeat music)

He pretty much walked

on water around here.

- Hey, coach.

(upbeat music continues)

- Fawcett, come back here.

- Yeah? (sniffs)

- Something looks a little

different about you.

- Yeah, a new haircut.

- Oh yeah. That's,

that's pretty fancy.

Yes, that's, that's fancy stuff.

I think they missed a

little spot, though.

- No, I don't think they did.

- No, no, I do, I do.

Come here, come here.

Lemme see.

- [Jack] Are you sure?

- Yeah, yeah. Let's see here.

Oh, yeah.

See, look at...

No, no, just...

Yeah, lemme see.

This is what they

did. They missed it.

I'll fix it for you real quick.

Can you hear me?

- No.

- No, no, it's fine. Trust me.

(scissors snipping)

There we...

Oh, missed. Just

trim it a little.

There you go, buddy.

There, fixed it for you. Much

better, fixed it for you.

See you practice.

(scissors clink)

- (sighs) Thanks.

(upbeat music continues)

Dad, he just grabbed

my hair and cut it

with these giant paper scissors.

I, I looked like a dork.

- [Jason] Well, bud, if Mr. D

thought you needed a haircut,

I guess you needed a haircut.

- [Jack] Like I said,

the man walked on water.

- Welcome to what we

affectionately referred to

as the k*ll box.

Now, first day's gonna be tough.

Some of you might puke,

some of you might pass out,

some of you might do both.

Tomorrow, after

today's practice,

many of you will never sit

foot again on a wrestling mat,

unless of course, it's to

help clean up the blood,

the sweat, and the puke.

Ready to get to work?

- [Students] Yes, sir.

(whistle blows)

- Get up. Let's go, let's go.

Move, move, move, move.

- [Jack] Yeah, the haircut

thing was a bummer.

He was teaching me the

wrestlings about the team,

not the individual.

- Set up the shot.

Set up the shot.

(upbeat music)

Woo!

(class chattering)

- [Jack] While I loved

wrestling, I never

gave up on my art.

- Well, Jack, you seem to

have outdone yourself again

with this one.

Go ahead and make a map for it.

I'd like to put it

in the display case,

if that's okay with you.

- Yeah, thanks.

- Yeah.

- Hey. Hey, Jack, um, could

you, ah, help me cut this?

I can never figure it out.

- Yeah, I got you.

Where do I start?

So for yours, you, mine's a C.

In this room,

I'm not Jack the wrestler

or Jack the football player.

I'm just Jack. I

like it in here.

It makes me feel safe. I

have confidence in this room.

The feelings I've carried

since grade school,

those of being the bad kid,

for a brief time disappear.

(crickets chirping)

(phone chiming)

(TV roaring)

(phone chiming)

And then came the late

night calls from my mom.

- [Jason] Kim?

- I hate you.

Do you know that? Do you

know that I hate you.

You are an awful person,

and I'm going to k*ll you.

- Kim, look, you need help.

- Shut up. Shut up.

You will listen to me.

I need you to know that

you have destroyed my life,

and I'm going to k*ll you.

I have a g*n.

(Kim crying)

(gentle music)

- [Jack] And while my

dad wasn't perfect,

he didn't deserve that.

(audience shouting and cheering)

This is Jimmy Brink,

my best friend.

We were both

fiercely competitive.

And when pushed, you could

find us running our hardest.

Jimmy for the coach.

(upbeat music)

(body thuds)

(machine chimes)

- Hey, Jack, heard you been

hanging out with Tracy still?

- [Jack] Yeah. And

me, for my life.

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

I'll admit it, Jimmy

was a better athlete,

but I had all the street smarts.

- Time!

(audience cheering and clapping)

- There he is. My dad, my

guardian angel, my biggest fan.

He raised me by himself.

And I wasn't an easy kid.

I was told I was bad.

And I believed it.

Even while I slowly

began to destroy myself,

he never gave up on me.

(tense music)

Bro, so you got that, right?

- Bro, I did not get it.

The dude never showed up.

I was waitin' out

there for 30 minutes.

- Bro, what? Are you serious?

- Bro, I am not serious!

- Yay!

Gimme that, gimme

that, gimme that.

(top pops)

Hey.

(melancholic music)

(Jack coughs)

Oh, crap.

Oh. (chuckles)

Ooh. (chuckles) Oh my gosh.

- Oh my gosh.

- Uff.

- Oh, it burns.

Bro, I don't feel anything.

(tense music)

- We gotta get him outta here.

My mom's gonna be

home in 30 minutes.

She can't see any

of this. Any ideas?

(crickets chirping)

(gentle music)

(footsteps thumping)

- [Teen boy] Holy. Gosh.

Alright, put him here. (sighs)

Oh.

- He's a mess. What

the heck did he do?

- We're not sure.

He was with Jimmy.

- So, where's

Jimmy? I don't know.

He and Jack showed up

at Cindy's together,

and then Jimmy said

he had a split.

- Nice.

Okay, I'm just gonna have

to leave him out here

till my dad goes to bed.

Me and my little brother will

come out and grab him later.

- All right, sounds

good. All right, see you.

- See you.

- Later.

(crickets chirping)

- That boy was heavy.

(crickets chirping continues)

- Dude, why here?

Why bring him here?

Why didn't they just

take him to Jimmy's?

- Because they brought

him here, all right?

And I'm not just gonna let my

friend lay out in the yard.

- Okay, where are

we gonna put him?

- We can throw him on

the couch in the basement

or something.

- All right, but if Dad

finds out, he's gonna freak.

- He's not gonna find out.

(Brian huffs)

(basketball crowd

cheering and shouting)

- [Sports Host] Bruce Brown

really good on the ball.

- [Sports Host] Yep. Irving

trapped gets rid of it Brown.

Now, they're running.

He missed an open dunk!

Rebounded by Carter.

(tone beeping)

(phone ringing)

Seconds into the game...

(cell phone buzzing)

Now, they wanna be

very physical with-

- Hello.

- [Sports Host] Kevin Durant-

- Hey, Brian, hey,

it, it's Jack's dad.

- [Sports Host] Paced

himself a little bit-

- Is, is Jack over there?

- Uh, yeah. Hey, Mr. Fawcett,

yeah, he's, he's, he's here.

He's downstairs sleeping.

- Okay. Could, could

you go get him, please?

- Um, sure, just

gimme one second.

- Dude, what did you just do?

Why would you tell him

that Jack was over?

- Man, I don't know. It

just caught me off guard.

- Besides, you know, I'm not

good at covering for your BS.

- Well, what are

you gonna tell him?

- Uh, I got it covered.

- Mr. F?

- Yep.

- Yeah, Jack's here. You

know, he's downstairs.

You know, he's

sleeping. He's fine.

- He's sleeping?

- [Brian] Hm-mm.

- Mm-hmm, okay,

(chuckles) well, uh,

could you, could you

go wake him up, please?

- [Brian] Yeah, sure.

Just gimme one second.

- What did he say?

- [Brian] He wants

me to go wake him up.

- Well, he's not waking up.

What are you gonna tell him?

(Brian panting)

Uh, Mr. Fawcett? Yeah,

he won't wake up, so.

- Oh.

(Brian sighs)

- He's on his way.

- Oh sh*t.

Hey, Mr. Fawcett.

- Hey, Steve. Where is he?

- [Mark] What's

going on out there?

(footsteps thumping)

(Jason sighs)

- Jack? Jack, get up.

Jack?! J, John Kelly, get up!

Jack, get up.

John Kelly, get up.

(Jack coughs)

(vomit splatters)

Oh!

Oh, Mark, I'm...

Jack?

(Jack coughing)

Oh no.

Oh, Jack, I can-

(vomit splatters)

Oh! Oh, Mark, I'm so sorry.

- It's okay, Jason.

Jack, get up!

- That's fine.

It's okay.

- Get up!

- [Mark] Let's just...

(Jason grunting)

(hand smacks)

- Jack! Mark, I'm so sorry.

Watch the puke. Watch the puke.

Watch the puke. Okay, all right.

All right, let's go.

- [Mark] All right, now

get up out of there.

- [Jason] Oh! Ew! Oh!

(gentle music)

(traffic buzzing)

(sheets rustling)

- [Jack] Oh.

(gentle music continues)

Mm.

(Jack sighs)

(gentle music continues)

And I remembered none of it.

(pencil thuds)

Sometimes my ADHD

got the better of me.

Boredom was my enemy.

(pencil thuds)

And algebra was boring.

(students chattering)

(paper rustles)

(students chattering continues)

(paper rustling)

(pencil thuds)

- [Students] Yeah.

(students chuckling)

- Jack, hall, now.

- [Students] Ooh!

(door thuds)

- Jack, are you trying to

make me look like an idiot?

Do you think I'm an idiot?

Or you're just trying

to convince them

that you're an idiot?

Which is it?

- Oh, no, coach. I, I, I

don't think you're an idiot.

- Then why do you do that crap?

Because it's crap like that

that makes us both

look like idiots.

Look, you know, I

like you, Jack. I do.

But man, you've gotta

start showing up in here.

You're failing this class, and

yet you keep jerking around.

I don't know what

to do with you.

- I just don't get it, coach.

I, I don't think my

brain is wired that way.

And trust me, I, I

don't like getting F's.

- Well, what do you expect?

You don't do the work, you

get the grade you deserve,

and then you get upset about it.

I don't understand that.

(students chattering)

- I don't really understand

it either, coach.

It's just I'm stuck.

- We better figure a

way to get unstuck, pal.

Because at this rate, you're

never gonna make college.

(sighs) I mean, look, college

isn't for everyone, Jack.

Have you thought about getting

a job here in North Canton?

Say, parks and recreation?

The hours aren't too bad,

and they'll give you

your own pickup truck.

Ricky Vaughn's got a job

there, and he loves it.

(upbeat music)

- I imagine what my life

at parks and recreation

would look like,

(upbeat music continues)

and it wasn't attractive.

(upbeat music continues)

- Look man, I wanna

see you succeed.

I wanna see you do well.

So get it together,

figure it out, all right?

- Yeah. Thank you, coach.

- Okay. Let's go.

(door clicks)

- [Jack] Then there was the

night my dad went outta town,

and my sister came over to make

sure I stayed outta trouble.

(upbeat music)

(door knocking)

But that didn't quite work out.

- Hello?

- [Kim] Renee.

- Oh sh*t.

- Here, I'll take that.

(door clicks)

- Hi, mom.

- Hi, Renee.

May I come in?

Hi, everybody.

- Hey. Hey, Mom, what you up to?

- I think the better

question John Kelly is,

what are you up to?

(clothes rustle)

- Mom, I really don't

think you should be here.

Dad wouldn't want you here.

- Oh really?

I'm not welcome

here? I should go.

- It's really not

a big deal, Mom.

- No, it's really

not a big deal.

Goodnight.

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

- Well, that was awkward.

(traffic buzzing)

(door knocking)

(door knocking continues)

(door clicks)

- Good morning, is there

Renee Fawcett here?

- Uh, yeah, that's me.

Is there a problem?

- No, no problem.

We were just told to deliver

these boxes to this address.

- No way. No way,

she moved me out.

That lunatic moved

me out of the house.

- And just like that,

my mom and Renee never

spoke to one another again.

(audience cheers and applauds)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(audience drowns

Coach D's voice)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(whistle blows)

- Yeah!

(audience cheers and applauds)

- Ah, yes, Tracy,

my first girlfriend.

Remember when Jeff was gonna

kick my butt at the arcade?

(machine chimes)

Yeah, that Tracy.

She and Jeff were an item.

but somehow she always found

herself spending time with me.

(upbeat music)

We always have fun together.

- [Tracy] Okay.

- [Jack] Okay.

- [Tracy] (gasps) Okay, okay.

This is gonna be so

good. Okay, okay.

(Jack faintly speaking)

- I know, what?!

- [Jack] I know.

- [Tracy] Look at

all the bags she has.

Okay, okay, okay, I'm ready.

Okay, right now?

- [Jack] Tracy was

a little wild...

(car beeps)

(woman yells)

(Tracy laughing)

Which was what I

liked about her.

- Oh my gosh.

- Yeah.

- [Tracy] Oh my gosh.

(birds chirping)

(traffic buzzing)

- Then came a reality check.

Wait, wait, wait.

Tracy, slow down.

Where are you again?

- I'm, I'm at the

hospital right now.

- At, at the hospi...

Why, are you okay?

- Jack, I, I just, I can't

really talk about it right now,

and I really have to go.

(tone beeps)

(Tracy sniffles)

- Hello? Tracy, hello?

Tracy was in the hospital,

and that could only

mean one thing.

Mom,

(hand thumps)

Tracy's pregnant.

- Oh, Jack, (sighs)

what did you do now?

How could your father

let this happen?

Does he know?

- It's because I'm an idiot.

No, no, trust me, it's,

it's not his fault, okay?

He's, he's not home

yet. What am I gonna do?

- You have to tell him.

That's all you can do for now.

- (sighs) Why? Why?

Why?! Why do I do

this to myself?

- Jack, I don't

know what to say.

- I know, I know.

(gentle music)

I'll let you know what he says.

I mean, I'll call

you back later.

Okay, love you.

- [Kim] Love you too, Jack.

(tone beeps)

(gentle music continues)

(door clicks)

- Hey, Jackie, my boy. Hey,

I got dinner for tonight.

Oh, and you'll be happy

to hear I, I got the last

of the smiley face cookies.

Some lady was eyeballing them,

but I swooped in

and scooped them up.

(plastic rustling)

Jack,

(Jason sighs)

(gentle music)

what did you do now?

(birds chirping)

You got me on this

one, Jack. (sighs)

I'm speechless, man. I

mean, this is big, okay?

This is gonna affect

the rest of your life.

I mean, the rest of my life.

I mean, who, who do you think

is gonna take care of this

kid, Jack, pay for this kid?

Besides you, (sighs)

you and Tracy,

you're just kids yourselves.

You're too young to be

involved in that way.

(phone buzzes)

- Hey, hey!

- Hey.

- Is everything okay?

I've been sitting here

like a nervous wreck.

- [Tracy] Sorry.

- Is everything all right?

- Not really.

- Are you pregnant?

- Am I what?! Am I pregnant?!

- Well, yeah.

- No, I'm not pregnant.

Why would you think that?

- I don't know, okay.

Maybe 'cause you were at the

hospital and you were crying

and you would not tell

me what's going on.

So I just, man, I, I don't know!

(Jack inhales deeply)

So if you're not pregnant,

why are you at the hospital?

(people chattering)

- My brother tried

to k*ll himself.

(students chattering)

- Perfect.

You know, Jack, if you

apply yourself every time

like you did with this piece,

I can help get you

into a good art school.

(shoes clacking)

(students chattering)

Jack?

- Um, yeah, thanks.

But, uh, I don't know.

- You don't know what,

whether you can apply yourself,

or whether you will

apply yourself?

- Both, I guess.

- Jack, I don't know

what you're hiding from

or what's holding you back,

but I want you to know

that you don't fool me.

I see you, I see

who you really are,

and I believe you're more

than a varsity jacket

or having your hand

raised on a wrestling mat.

But I can't do it for you.

I can't force you to apply

yourself for your own good.

- All right, yeah.

Thank you Mr. Walter,

I, uh, I appreciate it.

I, I guess I'm gonna go

apply myself to my lunch.

- Okie dokie.

(students chattering)

Jack, think about

what I said, okay?

- [Jack] All right.

I heard what he said.

(bell ringing)

But the biggest wrestling

match of my life was coming up,

and that's what I

needed to focus on.

- Hey, Jack, is it true

you're gonna cut down to 38,

or are you gonna stay at 145?

- Man, I'm staying

fat and happy at 145.

- Isn't that where Bumper is?

Dude's, he's the two

time state champion.

- Three.

- Three?

- Three time state champion.

(upbeat music)

Stop that

(whistle blowing)

- Suicide, let's go.

On the wall, on the

wall, on the wall.

Stop that

(players cheering and clapping)

Stop that

(music drowns Coach D's voice)

(players cheering and clapping)

- So, where'd you say

you're from then, Tijuana?

(chuckling) Hilarious.

- Actually, I didn't

say where, and no.

- So, I'm sure you're aware

of all the illegals entering

our country with drugs.

How do you feel about that?

- (chuckles) As long as

they save some for me.

- Oh, so you're a junky too.

- Too, in addition to what?

(students chattering)

(locker door thuds)

- Hey!

- Hey, Jack.

- Come on, we're

late. We gotta go.

- We're late. We gotta go.

(gentle music)

- Yeah.

- Thanks, but you

didn't have to do that,

- Wasn't you I

was worried about.

- (chuckles) Hey, I

am gonna duck out.

Thanks again. Catch you later.

- Yeah, catch you later.

But I'm thinking

- [Jack] I don't

know what it was,

but there was something

about this girl.

(students chattering)

Mm, let's loose track

- Jack Fawcett drew that?

- The photograph looks so sad.

- Yeah, it's so depressing.

Wow, so talented.

- I thought Jack

Fawcett was a wrestler.

- I can't even draw

a stick figure.

(students laughing)

- Are you kidding?

(bell ringing)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

- Hey, Robert,

(door thuds)

is that your photo in the

booth? I mean, it's amazing.

- I wish.

- That's my girl Lily's.

She's my hot new bestie.

- Who's Lily?

(students chattering)

(gentle music continues)

- Oh, Jack, meet Lily.

Darling stay for

a little longer

- Hi, Jack, nice to meet you.

- Hi, Lily, uh,

nice to meet you.

Head upon my shoulder

Nothing in the way

- So what's the deal, Jack?

- The deal?

- Yeah, the girls told

me you went somewhere

with some Mexican yesterday.

Where'd you go, Taco Bell?

- Hilarious.

Did they also tell you

that they had her cornered

and were just being

complete idiots?

- What do you care?

Do you have the hots

for her or something?

- If by hots you mean

wanting to look after someone

that doesn't know a soul here,

who's being attacked

by your stupid clique of

mean girls, then yeah.

- Jack, what is up with you?

- What's up with me? No, I'm

so done with this conversation.

I'm looking forward to

going to algebra class.

(gentle electronic music)

(whistle blows)

- You guys up

first. Ready to go?

And on my whistle,

(whistle blows)

monkey rolls.

(upbeat electronic music)

(students shout and thump)

(upbeat electronic music)

(students shout and thump)

(whistle blows)

- Let's go.

- Let's go. Let's go.

- Got it. Go.

- Keep going, keep going.

(upbeat electronic music)

(students shout and cheer)

(whistle blowing)

(upbeat electronic music)

(students cheer and applaud)

- Man, I've been bugging

Mr. Walter for weeks

just to get supplies

for the mat table.

You come in after a week and

get this thing opened up?

What's your secret?

I start wearing concert

T-shirts and Converse tape.

- It couldn't hurt.

No, he just feels sorry for me

because I'm the only

Latina in this school.

- (chuckles) Really? I mean,

you seriously think that's why?

- No, not completely. He's cool.

I just think he

recognizes talent.

(object rasping)

- Man, you're good.

You can just never tell

when you're being serious.

- Sorry, I guess I can

be a little sarcastic.

- It's cool. I dig sarcasm.

So, what brought

you to North Canton?

- Well, I'm kind of

from all over the place.

My dad's in the Air Force,

so we've moved around a lot.

- [Jack] So, you're

living in the air base?

- No, it's complicated.

- I mean, I've got all day.

- My dad split about a year ago.

So, my mom, my sister

and me live in a house

over on Ridgecrest.

Well, we were until my

mom burned the house down.

- (chuckles) Your mom burned

the house down? Sarcasm, right?

(TV roaring)

- Knock, knock.

- Oh, hey, honey,

did you find it?

- I sure did.

Somehow it got mixed in

with the kid's laundry.

- Thank you so much.

You know, I'd be a nervous

wreck without this undershirt.

- I do know,

and I think it's adorable

how superstitious you are.

- Honey, I'm not superstitious.

It's just that we tend

to win when I'm...

Well, it's good...

Okay, fine, maybe I'm a

little bit superstitious.

- Well, it's a good

thing you didn't have me

scouring the house looking for

your favorite boxer shorts.

- I don't wear boxers anymore.

- All right, well look,

I'll get outta your way.

Good luck tonight.

- Thank you

- Boys ready to go?

- Boys are ready.

- Good.

I can't wait to

see my handsome man

in his favorite

non-superstitious shirt

taking it to those Leopards.

- Thank you, honey. I love you.

- I love you too.

(feet thumping)

- Jack, it's Lily.

(chair scraping)

(feet thumping)

(shoes squeaking)

- Where?

- Cafeteria.

(feet thumping)

(students shouting)

(gentle suspenseful music)

- What's wrong with

you, Tracy? All of you!

I mean, is it just

'cause she's different?

'Cause she doesn't

need your acceptance,

and that terrifies you?

'Cause it proves that

you don't really matter

and that bubble you

live in means nothing.

- What's the matter with us?

Jack, you wanna talk

about living in a bubble?

Well, maybe you should ask

yourself the same question.

You flunk all your classes,

and then you hide

behind special treatment

just because you're

some big jock.

And you will never

leave this place

because you are so scared

you're gonna go somewhere

and someone's not

gonna worship you,

or, or they're gonna find out

that you are nothing more

than a frightened little boy.

- [Students] Ooh.

- You're just like your mother.

- Ooh!

- Oh f*ck.

- She's a lunatic, and you're

gonna end up just like her,

afraid and alone.

(gentle music)

- Jack.

- Jack!

- Wow, Robert, your

ensemble's so convulsive.

I had no idea you were

such a wrestling fan.

- Oh, girl, please!

I just want an excuse

to be loud and proud.

And besides, Jack is sweet,

and I wanna be there

to support him.

- Speaking of,

have you seen him?

(sliding door scraping)

Jack, what are you doing here?

- She was right. What she said.

I'm the one that's terrified.

I'm terrified of the world.

You know, I'm, I'm

terrified of being broken

and ending up like my mom.

- Well, with all due respect,

who cares what she says?

And talk about broken,

that girl has issues.

How in the world did you

end up with her anyways?

- I don't know. I guess I'm

just, I've got a broken picker.

- Broken picker? That's funny.

Look, who doesn't

have battle scars?

It's what you let cr*pple

you that's going to k*ll you

or define you.

Just make a lane and

get out of your own way.

These things with your

mom don't define you.

They define her circumstances

and the tools she was given,

which sadly weren't many.

You have a choice. Find

your tools and use them.

- Sorry, what exactly

are we talking about?

- We're talking about God.

- (sighs) Oh my God, here we go.

- Well, you have a choice.

You need to find

something to believe in

that's bigger than you,

bigger than your sports,

and bigger than the idea

of chance saving you

from what might be

and what will be.

(gentle music)

- Still nothing.

- You're not the

only person paralyzed

at the thought of

being human or exposed.

Everyone is. So

choose that, be human.

Be humble.

(gentle music continues)

It's okay not to be

a star on the mat

or king of the school.

I mean, you practically

are a king of the school,

and you're miserable.

What's important is to

be okay with yourself.

That is where the peace

sits in the place of faith.

Don't be defined by the

obstacles given to you.

Be defined by how

you overcome them.

- How are you so

far ahead of me?

- It has nothing to do

with being ahead of anyone.

I had no choice. I don't have

the support system you have.

There's a lot you don't know.

(gentle music continues)

(sighs) I too have

a crazy mother.

The house, yes, she burned

it down to the ground.

My father left a year ago,

and since then, it's been

me taking care of her,

on suicide watch.

(gentle music continues)

- Seriously?

- Yep.

wrist, in the

middle of the night,

I found her bleeding over the

bathroom sink six months ago.

She was institutionalized

and she just got out.

And now we're here, staying

with extended family.

It hasn't been fun.

- Wow, I'm sorry.

- It is what it is. I just

let those things define me.

They're only part of my story.

The reality is I'm not equipped

or powerful enough to navigate

these things on my own.

Neither are you.

(gentle music continues)

Which is when and why I

turn to God for strength,

guidance, and resilience,

to keep identifying tools,

to move forward towards a

place that brings me joy,

and to maybe one day be

in a place to help my mom.

(gentle music continues)

- The nuns kicked God

outta me years ago,

and I just haven't

found my way back.

- Jack, God never left

you. You left God.

The fact that you

have your art is proof

that God is still with you.

I mean, you think a gift like

that is all you, seriously?

- I guess I just never

thought about it that way.

- Okay, so now we have a tool.

- Whoa, you're

calling me a tool?

- Jack,

(fingers snap)

stay focused.

What just happened? Did

you hear a dog whistle?

- I'm sorry. Hey, I'm 10.

- I know you're 10, but I'm

trying to help you turn 11.

- No, I'm, I'm sorry, okay?

I hear you. I'm, I'm listening.

- [Lily] Good.

- So, you coming to

the match tonight?

- No offense, but sporting

events really aren't my thing.

- I mean, you'd get

to see me in tights.

- I think I just threw up in

my mouth a little. (chuckles)

(upbeat music)

- [Jack] Then came

the big match.

(upbeat music continues)

(players applauding)

- [Coach] Let's go,

let's go, let's go!

(upbeat music continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(upbeat music continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(upbeat music continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(music drowns coach

and players voices)

(upbeat music continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(upbeat music continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(whistle blowing)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(singer vocalizing)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- [Sports Host] Up

next at 145 pounds,

from North Canton, Jack Fawcett.

(gentle music)

(audience cheers and applauds)

And from Jackson, three

times state champion,

Billy Bumper (indistinct)

(gentle music continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(gentle music continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- You ready?

- Yes, sir.

- No fear.

- No fear.

- No fear.

- No fear.

- Let's go, let's go.

(gentle suspenseful music)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- Look, it's not about

winning or losing, okay?

It's about the

lessons that you learn

and the kind of man

it helps you become.

Do you understand?

As long as you give it 100%

every time, I'm good with that.

(gentle suspenseful

music continues)

(whistle blows)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- You are nothing more than

a frightened little boy.

- [Students] Ooh!

- You're just like your mother.

(singer vocalizing)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- Jack. I don't know

what you're hiding from

or what's holding you back,

but I want you to know

that you don't fool me.

I see you. I see

who you really are.

And I believe you're more

than a varsity jacket

or having your hand

raised on a wrestling mat.

(singer vocalizing)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(singer vocalizing continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(singer vocalizing continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(singer vocalizing continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(singer vocalizing continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(singer vocalizing continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(singer vocalizing continues)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(whistle blows)

(gentle suspenseful music)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- It's okay not to

be a star on the mat

or king of the school.

What's important is to

be okay with yourself.

(gentle suspenseful music)

(audience cheers and applauds)

Don't be defined by the

obstacles given to you.

Be defined by how

you overcome them.

(audience cheers and applauds)

(gentle upbeat music)

(audience cheering and

shouting drowns out singer)

- Hey, hey, great job! It's

a three time state champ.

Great job, buddy. Good job.

(gentle upbeat music continues)

(audience cheering and

applauding drowns out singer)

- Hey.

- Hey.

Wow, nice nose.

- Yeah, chicks dig it.

- They do dig it.

At the end of the

- (sighs) Man, I

am so proud of you.

I love you so much.

- Thanks, I love you too.

I used to be

(gentle upbeat music continues)

- All right, I see how it is.

- What are you doing

at a sporting event?

I didn't think that

was your thing.

- I know, I guess I

just wanted to see

how the other half lived.

Nice nose, by the way. Matches

your picker. (chuckles)

- You know I appreciate

your sarcasm, right?

- I do.

So in an attempt to help you

from continuing to be a fashion

victim, I got you a present.

- More sarcasm?

- Nope, not this time.

- (gasps) No way, a

Black Sabbath T-shirt?

I mean, I'm gonna start

looking cool like you now?

- Well, let's not get

carried away. (chuckles)

Oh, and there's this.

I've crossed the desert

And the endless sea

(paper rustles)

I'm not the same

as I use to be

- Well, uh, how?

- I had some help

from Mr. Walter.

We both agreed that you needed

a little push, so we pushed.

(gentle music continues)

- I don't, I don't

know what to say.

- You don't have to

say anything, Jack.

Just make a lane and

get out of your own way.

I look forward to

seeing you rock

that Sabbath shirt tomorrow.

- Yeah. Goodnight,

see you tomorrow.

- Goodnight, Jack.

Hey, Jack!

(camera clicks)

- Someone said that Lily coming

into my life at this time

was a coincidence,

but I don't believe

in coincidences.

What Lily taught me

is that we're all just

trying to do our best

and live our lives with

the tools we've been given.

My mom didn't have the

tools to have a normal life,

and my dad didn't have

the tools to fix her.

Sister Mary Margaret

didn't have the tools

to deal with a kid like me,

and I didn't have the

tools to get closer to God

and live a happy life.

But I'm determined to find them.

Day's light breaks

through the window pane

Morning coffee steams

waking me again

Put on my boots

Laces tied and neat

Another day trudging

down that same old street

(gentle music continues)

The boss man's scouth

The clock's steady tick

Paperwork and phone calls

It makes me sick

The lunch break

comes and goes

My spirits worn thin

Same old routine

This ain't no way to win

Ooh, it's the

day we cry loose

Dragging me down

Pushing me around like

an old circus clown

Day in, day out

No end in sight

I'm dreamin' another life

Where it all feels right

Ooh, ooh

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

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(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

Hear a voice calling

out your name

And they're calling up high

(singer singing in

foreign language)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)