Phenix (2025) Movie Script

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PHOENIXES
What did you say, Mom?
I didn't hear.
What did you say?
What did you say?
I said,
"Go fart in the flowers."
- Go fart in the flowers?
- Yes.
That's not even funny.
You're nuts.
It's the mid 2000s
Six weeks before
my father is deployed to Afghanistan
When does Dad get in?
Soon, probably.
Unless his flight was delayed.
Why was he in Texas?
It's not even in Canada.
It's in the US.
Because they had to train
in the desert.
They aren't any deserts in Canada.
Okay, so Texas
is as hot as Afghanistan?
And it's the US
that's leading the war?
Canada has to do
whatever they want?
That's not true.
I mean, it's kinda true.
They're fucking powerful.
I guess so,
but we're a more peaceful country.
We don't just do whatever they want.
Try to get some sleep.
No.
What's with you
not wanting to sleep?
I don't want to be like everyone else
and spend a third of my life sleeping.
Alright.
Help me study then, funny guy.
Okay.
- Concentrate.
- I'm concentrating.
I'm concentrating.
What are the three normal states
of consciousness?
The three normal states
of consciousness are:
- Waking.
- Yeah.
REM sleep, and
non-REM sleep?
- How are you?
- Good.
Go on, go play.
Hello.
Good hiding spot, Lon.
- Hello there!
- Don't you look nice!
- How's Dad doing?
- Fucking exhausted.
Hey, Michelle.
- Oh my God, it's beautiful.
- Don't mock my rock!
It's not some pebble he found
on the road!
Giddy-up!
We're going faster than you!
Attack!
What the fuck are you doing?
Jacob, don't swear
in front of your brother.
What's with the mustache?
It's so ugly.
Well, aren't you kind to your father!
- What are you up to today?
- Nothing.
Don't you have school?
No, school's out.
Oh, right.
Going to see your friends?
No, I'm going to chill here.
What about your friends from soccer?
Like who?
I don't know.
Got any friends on your team?
No.
Okay.
Maybe us boys
can hang out this weekend.
Just you and me,
passing the ball around?
Sure.
Come, Lon.
Bye, honey.
No aiming at your friends!
Does it feel good to do that?
Hold on tight, Kasey, okay?
Do you know this one?
Kasey, I'm coming to get you!
Do you want to hear his music?
Let him listen.
Come on, let's stick together.
Keep up back there!
Jesus.
Take your socks off.
It'll help.
If Potvin gets made signaller,
I think they'll change the entire OP.
But then they'll have to change captains
and everything.
Maybe they want two signallers
at the observation post.
They won't put two signallers
at the OP. Impossible.
That's what I'm saying,
they'll change the entire OP.
They won't mess with the OP.
How do you know?
Jesus Christ, man.
They're not gonna mess with the OP!
Calm the fuck down.
None of us want it to change.
I just heard that Potvin
is going to be made signaller.
Maybe they'll change
the entire team.
I haven't heard anything.
Maybe they want Potvin,
but maybe it's just temporary.
- They won't change the OP!
- I think they will!
- No!
- Maybe!
Guys! That's enough.
We don't know.
Everything you've said
is just suppositories.
For fuck's sake.
What?
Jesus Christ, Jol!
I was really young
the first time I got married.
And sometimes,
as you get older,
you realize
that you don't love them anymore.
You don't want to be with them anymore.
But
I met your father thanks to him.
If you'd stayed
with your first husband,
would I have been born?
No.
That'd be impossible.
You're a mix of your father and me.
There's no way.
Well, maybe.
We don't know.
So...
Is it time for bed?
- Admit it, I was an accident.
- Come on, let's not do this tonight.
Bedtime.
Your head goes here.
Just admit it.
Listen to me.
You weren't an accident, okay?
You got here a little early,
and your brother got here a little late.
It all evens out.
- I guess.
- Look at me.
You weren't an accident.
Get that idea out of your head,
my little tortured soul.
You're supposed to be sleeping,
not playing detective.
Your poor feet.
Is he okay?
Jacob?
Yeah, why?
You still tuck him in at his age?
He has insomnia.
Insomnia?
How come?
He's having trouble sleeping.
Why?
How would I know?
Why do you think?
He's almost 14.
Isn't he a little old?
Okay, this conversation is over.
Really?
Are you serious?
We can't even talk about it?
Okay then.
Hop on.
Hop on the pony.
Jol's too stupid to talk to,
all I'm good for
is giving pony rides.
So hop on.
Giddy-up! Giddy up!
Fine.
You have something to say
about how to raise our son.
I'm listening.
Okay.
It's gonna get real psychological,
just wait.
I personally think...
Isn't that right?
I, Master Bombardier Jol Girard
Spit it out.
I think that if you're always there
whenever Jacob has a problem,
it won't help him become independent.
Okay.
I hear you.
I don't necessarily agree but
I'm grateful you shared your opinion.
I've gotten good, huh?
You look really dumb.
I'm not dumb, I'm invincible.
Sure you are.
Why do they make you run
until the skin falls off your feet?
What's the point?
That's the army, Jacob.
You have to prove yourself.
Prove what?
All it proves
is that if you run 15 kilometres
carrying a huge backpack,
you won't be able to walk
for three days.
It's dumb.
It's not dumb.
It's just the way it is.
Why hurt yourself for real
if it's supposed to be practice?
Think about it.
Oh yeah?
Why don't you stop thinking so much?
Fucking great advice, Dad.
Hurry up, Zinedine Zidane.
The guys are doing great this year,
and I'll take some credit for that.
We're positive,
we don't torture them.
We work really hard
to make them happy and proud.
Hey Martial.
Do you have a minute?
I think you know why I'm here.
I'd like to coach with you this year.
- We're halfway through the season.
- I know, but...
Even Jacob is really excited.
Right, Jacob?
Yeah, sure.
Listen.
I already have an assistant.
The answer is no.
Are you kidding me?
It's my team this year.
Mine, okay?
Look who's here!
Our handsome Jol.
You haven't been around this year.
Hey Caro.
On today's agenda...
Come on, Jol, no questions now.
We haven't even started yet.
Can we go now?
Give me 15 minutes, okay?
We have a big problem.
A big problem
with the U-14 boys team.
- What did we do this time?
- Not you, you clown.
The problem is with the Phoenixes.
Would you explain
the situation, Fabienne?
Last week,
we received a registration cancellation.
A kid changed his mind about playing.
So far, no big deal.
Well, it's kind of a big deal.
Put yourselves in his shoes.
The Phoenixes' record isn't pretty.
Out of curiosity,
what's the Dragons' record?
What's the connection?
It's just odd to have two teams
in the same category,
and one always wins,
and the other always loses.
You're saying I boosted my team?
Enough,
this isn't a hockey locker room.
Even if one team was "boosted"
or whatever,
the damage is done.
As I was saying, the kid doesn't want
to play anymore.
The problem is that the kid's father
is the coach.
So they've both quit.
They don't have a coach.
They need one for Friday.
Jol.
I'll coach them.
Great, thanks Fabienne.
My pleasure.
See you.
Dad, this wasn't the deal at all.
It's even better.
You're crazy.
I don't want to be on the loser team.
Jacob, they need a coach
or they won't be able to play.
The Phoenixes suck.
But that's about to change.
Look at the new coach.
Fuck, you're cocky.
Jacob, don't swear.
You're cocky, man.
I'm not cocky, I'm realistic.
Fine, then you go.
But I'm not switching teams.
C'mon, we'd spend time together,
like when you were a kid.
Too bad.
It'd make your mom so happy.
In August, 2500 Canadian soldiers
will fly to Kandahar in Afghanistan,
including the first large contingent
from Quebec:
1800 soldiers from the Valcartier base.
Festivities will be held for
their families in Quebec City on Friday.
Yet opposition continues to grow...
What are you doing?
I won't be able to sleep.
Sleep on the couch
if I'm in your way.
Jacob doesn't care what team he's on.
That's what he said.
You're the one who said
I should spend more time with him.
Just sleep on the couch, please.
It's Martial's fault.
People liked when I coached
Sure, Jol, everyone loves you,
you have every right.
Wait.
Listen to me.
Listen to me carefully.
Come here.
You're always gone, honey.
Your sons need stability.
You can't be tugging Jacob
around like that, okay?
He was doing well,
making friends.
They're not friends.
He said he didn't care about them.
Okay, maybe they aren't his friends,
but he won't open up
if you keep uprooting him like that.
You can't make him change teams
just because you want to coach.
I don't care about coaching.
If you don't care,
why don't you act like the rest of us?
Cheer for them.
"Let's go, Jacob, let's go.
You can do it."
But no.
Not Mr. Jol Girard,
that's not his style.
He wants the big role.
You always have to be
the center of attention.
You're always putting on a show.
You don't like my show?
- You want to feel them?
- Stop it.
- Come on, feel them.
- Okay, Mr. Muscles.
Help me count coins.
I'm sorry.
I know you're sorry.
I just want to make sure you know
what you're sorry for.
Do you know why?
Yes.
Seriously, I know what I'm sorry for.
It's for Jacob's stability and all that.
Damn kid.
Look at this.
We'll go to bed millionaires.
The little guy's growing up too fast.
He doesn't want to play with Dad,
but Dad still wants to play with him.
He won't be any younger when I get back.
Honey.
That's how it goes.
He's growing up.
Yeah, but I'm not growing up.
Yeah, I know that.
What are you doing?
I'm on the clock.
Good thing you're so handsome.
- Hi, boys.
- Hi.
Nice to meet you.
First off, this is Jacob.
He'll be on your team now.
Hi there.
So rumour has it
that you guys aren't great.
- No.
- Not really.
Alright.
How many wins?
We'd rather not talk about it.
Not a lot.
- That bad, huh?
- Yup.
- What's your name?
- Bilal.
- How many wins, Bilal?
- Zero. Not even one.
- Zero wins?
- Zero.
That's really something.
One or two wins is pretty bad.
But zero?
That's impressive.
There's one thing I want to know.
In this whole pack of penguins,
who's the worst player?
Who's my right-hand man?
Who do I put on the field
if I want to be sure to lose?
Probably me.
No way, Max.
Max is one of the best.
You're like the best one on the team.
- You're crazy.
- He's the best.
Everyone agrees that Max
is one of the best.
Yup.
- Absolutely.
- Really.
- But this guy...
- A new candidate.
- He's the worst.
- I am.
Does everyone agree with Bilal?
Max is the best player.
- What's your name?
- Nolan.
Everyone agrees that Nolan
is the worst?
Yes.
The king of losers.
If I play him, we lose for sure?
- Yup.
- He sucks ass.
Okay, Nolan.
- You're my captain.
- What?
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
You lead the group.
Starting now.
Two laps around the field.
No one slacking off!
Off to a strong start.
Up front!
Up here.
Hand, hand!
Ref, there was a hand ball.
It doesn't matter.
They're destroying us.
It's always the same.
The new coach thinks he's good.
He thinks he'll fix everything.
It won't change a thing.
- Take it easy, Bilal.
- What?
Take it easy.
I'm disappointed, guys.
I'm disappointed because you're not as bad
as I thought you were.
Mom?
Mom, guess what.
You guys lost?
I'm so excited, I'm so excited!
Babe, when you pull on it,
give it a good tug.
Give me a break.
Go sit down.
Okay, everybody.
Are you ready?
Three,
two,
one...
I'm doing this because I love you guys.
You should appreciate it.
No, it's true.
- Whose birthday is it?
- Mady's.
And what do we sing?
No more beer!
Put those kids to bed!
- Does everybody know the rules?
- Yes.
Eat the apples,
but you can't use your hands.
Take a bite!
Who can do it?
- Does this count?
- No, it doesn't.
What are you doing?
Where are those hot dogs?
We've got a winner!
Here, darling.
Have a bite.
- A boat?
- Yes.
A person on a boat.
Jacques Cartier?
Marco Polo?
A sailor?
Shit, it's a sailor.
We need sailor names.
Popeye?
Captain Haddock?
Gilligan?
Jesus, you're good!
I said all the sailors I know.
You know a lot of sailors,
naughty girl?
Hey, not in front of my son.
Alright, boys,
we're getting our asses kicked.
You can't take another card,
that's cheating.
But I don't know what it is.
It says ages 12 and up on the box.
We don't stand a chance.
Is there cake left?
- Did you get his daughter a gift?
- Nope.
No gift, no cake.
Fuck off, Pat.
- Focus, guys. You're with me?
- Yup.
Careful with your tree.
One, two, three, go!
A lobster roll?
A boomerang?
I don't know, a sock?
A Christmas stocking?
Are you sure it isn't a roll?
- Jacob, cover your eyes.
- I've seen worse.
What the hell is that?
You're not allowed to mime.
You have to draw.
- It can't be drawn.
- No talking.
Time's up!
- Girls, we can steal it.
- Sure, but it doesn't look like anything.
- The Eiffel Tower.
- That's not it.
- What is it then?
- I'm not saying.
Okay then, a rematch,
but Jacob is on our team.
No way, he's our lucky charm.
He's the only one who went to school!
Hey, careful.
- Come sit next to Uncle Mason.
- Not like I have a choice.
I think we'll get going.
I better go too.
Hold on now.
It was fun,
but it's got to end at some point.
Jacob?
Has anyone told you
the suppository story?
Of course he didn't brag about it.
- Did he tell you?
- No.
- Want to tell it?
- No, you go.
Give him another reason
to laugh at his dad.
Listen up, Jacob.
Listen up.
We were all bickering.
We do that a lot.
It helps pass the time.
So we're bickering about nothing.
And he goes, "How do you know?
You weren't there!"
And now everyone's yelling...
How's school going?
It helps keep my mind off things.
How about you?
It's already mid-July.
It'll be here soon.
Jacob's been having trouble sleeping.
How come?
I'm not sure.
He wants to be different.
He says sleeping at night
is too mainstream.
Good night, my little soldier.
My aunt got scammed by her insurance.
My stepfather ran up the credit cards,
the selfish bastard.
It's part of my culture.
I hate mortgages.
I don't want to owe anyone anything.
Okay,
one more beer before bed.
You'll need a mortgage one day, buddy.
I know.
I'm just saying
I'll take the smallest one I can get.
At least the deployment pay
will help with that.
Yeah.
Life insurance.
That's the jackpot.
Anyways, if we don't come back,
your wife will be able to buy
a brand-new dishwasher.
If we play a 4-3-3,
it has to be defensive.
Yeah.
I'd put Ben and Matt
as midfielders.
Edward as the defensive midfielder.
Edward?
He has to go somewhere.
Always the same shit.
It's a Magic card.
Benjamin has something to tell us.
No, you read it.
I want everyone to think about this, okay?
Go ahead, Ben.
"When a Phoenix dies,
it rises again from its ashes.
"A Phoenix is immortal.
Nothing and no one can kill it.
"Its death is just a new beginning.
"When the card is face down,
"the player may draw five cards
from their graveyard."
Forget about the graveyard bit,
but that's what we are,
right Benjamin?
- We're phoenixes.
- We're phoenixes!
Team cheer everyone!
Huddle up.
Let's prove that we're phoenixes.
- I'm grabbing you a snack.
- Yeah, good idea.
This?
No, it'll be too noisy
if I eat it in class.
- What about an apple sauce?
- Yes.
Perfect.
You want more?
It's D-day.
It's D-day!
Don't get too excited.
It's just a test.
You'll nail it, alright?
Jacob?
You're in charge now, okay?
Not your father.
Yeah.
Don't spend all day watching TV.
No, we'll go play outside,
I promise.
I hope I pass.
You've studied tons.
You'll do well for sure.
You're sweet,
but I don't think so.
It doesn't matter,
the important thing is
that I fucking pass.
We're rooting for you.
Thanks.
They better all be in one piece
when I get home.
Look, you've got a winning team.
- Bye La!
- Good luck, Mom.
Say "Bye!"
Wait for Kasey.
She's coming up.
Need a hand?
Hold on tight.
You okay, Kasey?
Hey little rascals!
Does anybody want a popsicle?
- Me.
- You?
Kasey, you want one?
To, do you like popsicles?
You do?
Look at La.
Look at that big smile.
Aren't you happy?
Let me take off the paper.
You take it off like this.
Is it good?
It's okay, La.
We'll all be covered in popsicle.
What are you looking for?
You know that thing
for making popsicles?
Again?
We just had some.
I know, but for later.
There's some in the container.
LIVE: FIVE CANADIAN SOLDIERS KILLED
IN AFGHANISTAN
Alright, boys,
keep the pressure up.
Nolan, cut off
that middle passing lane.
Defense, you're playing too deep.
Move forward.
Maxime, you control the defense.
I need to hear you, okay?
Phoenixes, let's win this one!
This one's yours.
Jacob!
Come on, guys.
That's not the culture
here in Canada.
I mean,
it's not always going to be like this.
How do you know?
We're not the US.
The government can't afford
to keep losing soldiers.
We don't know that.
We don't even know why they're going.
We have no clue.
We don't get to decide.
I'd like to find the person who does,
give him a piece of my fucking mind.
We're peacekeepers.
It can't go on.
I can't take it anymore.
They're fucking savages.
I'm serious, Gino,
if you won't talk to the league,
I'll do it myself.
I'm fucking done with this.
Nobody's talking to anybody.
We keep our mouths shut as usual,
and it'll all be sunshine and rainbows.
It's like this
every time we play them.
Exactly.
Man up, get over it.
- I'm tired of it.
- What's your fucking problem?
You play rough, too.
Everyone does.
What time is it?
Mom.
You can go to bed.
I'll watch TV and eat
until I fall asleep.
Okay.
Good night, sweetheart.
We've completely abandoned
the Canadian blue helmet tradition
and our reputation as peacekeepers.
We're now pursuing an offensive mission.
Mme Loiselle, the people
in charge of these decisions would argue
that to improve the lives
of Afghan women
and stabilize the country,
we first have to fight the Taliban.
Fight the Taliban first,
and then we can work on the problems.
I'm wondering whether
we're fighting the Taliban,
or whether we're trying to preserve
geostrategic and economic interests.
We have major interests in Afghanistan,
including oil and gas.
I wonder if our motivations
don't stem more
from our partnerships with oil companies
to protect the trans-Afghan pipeline
than fighting the Taliban.
And the Taliban's strong resurgence
in the last five years is proof.
- Are you expecting a crowd tomorrow?
- We're hoping for one.
Great work, Zach.
Good job, Mathieu.
Sub out, guys.
Jacob, stay further back.
You're too far for a pass.
Aren't you happy?
I just scored two goals.
Scoring isn't everything, Jacob.
Oh, okay, cool.
I thought that was the whole point.
Nice job, Mathieu.
The next goal is yours, Zach.
I can feel it.
Get back, defense.
- Put me back in.
- No, I just took you out.
If everyone gets the same play time,
that's what happens.
- Put me back in.
- Everyone plays, okay?
I won't bench our weaker players.
Then don't complain if we lose.
Let's go, Phoenixes.
Let's stay in the game.
Thanks, ref.
Great game, everyone.
It's crazy
how much better we're getting.
Ordinarily,
that team would have destroyed us.
I'm really sorry,
but you guys played a great game.
You're so positive,
you'd think we won.
$2 ICE CREAM
AFTER EVERY WIN
We won the game!
We won the game!
It's almost getting boring,
we just keep winning.
I lost track
of the goals we scored.
How about some $2 ice cream
for my winners?
- You're not going in?
- No, not me.
I can't go in there and lie.
It'll show on my face.
I want one.
I know, it's coming.
Be patient.
Jol is, like, my idol.
And he's going to war.
What a badass.
He's gonna kick the terrorists' asses.
Loaded.
Jacob isn't here?
I'm stealing his job.
He's sleeping.
It's his insomnia.
He's anxious.
Fuck, your exam.
I'm such a jerk, I completely forgot.
How was it?
Don't worry about it.
But
it went pretty well.
You're going to be a great psychologist.
That's not really my goal, though.
I just want to finish my bachelor's
so that I have more options.
In case something happens.
I called the base.
You have to look hard for the number,
but it exists.
A sort of support hotline
for military wives.
So I asked, and they said
that if something happens,
like a death or a serious injury,
they'd come to your house
or your workplace.
I'd rather they didn't tell me at work.
Could I ask them to come here?
If they can't reach me
and I'm at work.
Yes.
Of course, sweetie.
Thank you.
I just don't want to get the news
while waiting tables.
Can I have a bite?
Just a nibble?
I'm third in the league!
Yeah, but look who's first.
Number 12, Toby Auclair.
Yeah, so?
30 goals in 15 games,
twice as many as you.
So what?
You want to put me down?
No, I want you on defense tonight.
See number 12 over there,
I want you riding his ass all game.
- You want me to ride his ass?
- You know what I mean.
You're always talking nonsense.
Think a little before you speak.
Okay, listen.
Son,
I'll be very clear with my words.
If you play offense,
you might score one goal.
Maybe even two or three
if you're really on fire.
But at the other end of the field,
number 12 is going to score twice that.
You're the best on your team,
but he's better than you.
Whether I'm on offense or defense,
our season's over tonight.
Jacob, can I count on you?
Of course.
Coach.
What?
Team spirit.
Jacob!
Ride his ass!
Fucking idiot.
Good work, Jacob.
Listen up.
We're doing great.
There's 45 minutes left
and they're trailing.
They'll turn up the pressure.
We'll keep them at bay
and control the ball.
Move it up the sides,
never up the middle.
Hey, guys!
It's a zoo here.
And we're animals, right?
We're phoenixes.
- Are we gonna win?
- Yeah!
What's going on?
Are you hurt?
We're going to the semi-finals.
You won't even be here.
Hey, Jacob.
I...
Jacob...
I know it's not easy when I leave.
Then don't go.
What if you became a deserter?
Would you go to jail?
Never mind.
Hold on, let me ask.
Jacob!
Nope, too complicated for me.
I'm walking into walls
and I haven't even had a drink.
Jesus.
We're gonna have fun tonight.
If anyone says a word about the army,
I'm throwing you out the window.
Ladies!
Ladies, ladies, ladies.
Let the man speak.
It's not a medieval theme party.
We have voting rights and a clitoris.
We just came to invite the ladies
to come get owned at Pictionary.
Oh, yes.
It's on. Let's go!
I found it.
I look stupid.
Not at all.
Anyways, I'm not done yet.
A bit of this.
Come here, my little man.
That looks nice.
We can see your beautiful eyes.
I've been thinking.
I was thinking that...
That?
That next summer
you could work at the day camp.
You're good with kids, eh?
I don't know.
You could have a nickname
like the bands you like.
Sorry, there's a knot.
I'm ready.
I don't know,
something like Dead...
Prince.
Dead Prince.
Have a look.
This one's for you, babe.
And for all of you,
you bunch of yokels.
I didn't ask to be born
Nor do I want to hide in vain
I didn't choose who I'd adore
Nor do I want to hide my pain
I'm hanging on your every word
I hear the door close again
I turn off the rising sun
You could never put out my fire
You could never raise your fists
Yet every night I cry
Though I've healed those wounds
I think we're crossing a line
I've had to battle my desires
And pretend to love life
And now it's my time
To open the door and see the light
To see myself as I am
And make peace with love
I fucking did it.
Sauv,
you're fucking nuts.
I love you, man.
Not the brightest move.
You're the best.
Nice paddleboat.
Jesus.
That's a splurge.
It's his money.
He can do what he wants.
How much did this nonsense cost?
Hey.
Don't talk like that about my boat.
She's a beaut.
Sauv, you're a fucking idiot.
What's your problem, man?
He blew his cash
before we even left.
I don't have a problem.
He's got a fucking problem.
- Calm down, guys.
- What's wrong?
Pat, we didn't come here to get shit on.
Cut it out.
I've just got one question.
Well, I've got one for you too.
Why don't you shut the hell up?
- I'm not talking to you.
- No? I'm talking to you.
Always talking shit.
If you're going to be like this,
I'm outta here.
Nobody's leaving.
I just got here, okay?
Pat.
Calm down.
I'm calm.
I've been calm since the start.
I've just got one question.
Explain this to me.
When your boat left the dealership,
it lost half its value, right?
Am I right or not?
When you get back from Afghanistan,
it'll be worth fucking 40%.
It's not the boat that bugs me.
It just makes no fucking sense!
- Shut up, Pat.
- No, you shut up.
That's enough!
You're telling me that's enough?
And you, he's after one of your guys
and you're doing jack shit about it.
Step up and do your fucking job.
Well, that's enough for me.
Jol,
thanks for the great evening.
Come on, it's Friday.
Let's go back inside
and dance or something.
Why are you so worked up?
I've been calm from the beginning.
You're not calm, you're terrified.
Knock it off right now!
Oh, she was a wagon
No, don't you start that.
Come on, humor me.
Oh, she was a wagon
A wooden wagon of warped wood
Oh, my little wagon
You sure you wanna go there?
Oh, she was a wagon
A wooden wagon of warped wood
Oh, my little wagon
It's okay.
It's over.
Go dance with your ladies.
It's not about going to jail or not.
What is it then?
It's just that
I can't let them go alone.
Team spirit, Jacob.
Team spirit.
That was fun.
The theme was a good idea.
Well, good night everyone.
Girard.
My father's return was hard.
For several years, a dark cloud
cast a shadow over my family.
My father had the courage
to recognize and seek treatment
for his post-traumatic stress disorder.