Pools (2025) Movie Script
1
Dad?
Dad!
Summertime in Chicagoland.
A merciless heat wave
suffocates Lake
Forest University,
twisting an academic oasisinto
a boiling pressure cooker.
It's a wet heat.
The sun pours down
like hot fondue.
The students are drowning.
Just the thought
of cheese right now
is making me sweat.
But the deep dish is
all dried up anyhow.
Campus has cleared out.
Only a few strange creatures
crawl from class to class,
sizzling through
a desolate summer semester.
Some stayed to get ahead.
Others, only because
they've fallen behind.
And for them...
Kennedy!
summer
school is nothing
but an infernal imprisonment.
Excuse me!
Up here.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Well, uh,
do we know why it broke?
I mean,
I don't think there's
a reason. Things break.
Everything happens for a reason.
It's... it's hot.
I... I don't even know
why you called me.
I... I don't have
any knowledge of the mechanics
of air conditioning systems.
Well, do you know
any air conditioners?
I have
an air conditioner.
It's not like I... I
talk to it or anything.
I don't mean the machine.
I mean, do you know anybody
who conditions air?
I don't have a relationship
with any air conditioners, no.
- Goodbye, Miss Lewis.
- No, no, no!
Wait, wait!
I thought you were finally
calling me back
about your academics.
Your absences are... immense.
Your grades, somehow... they're
even worse than last semester.
And... can you please
explain to me why...
Why aren't you in
class right now?
Excuse me?
Because who goes
to summer school?
You do.
You do, Kennedy.
And sometimes you just... you
just have to...
You have to grind it out.
Down and dirty.
Get a little rough with it.
- What?
- What?
Who? What? What?
"Get a little rough" with what?
With your classes.
You have to, you have to... you
know what?
Better late than the worm.
The, the, the early...
Why don't you just
run over to class?
I'll go to my next class.
Honey,
sweetie, listen to me.
You got a 34 on your ACT.
You had a 4.0 freshman year
and goddammit,
you are a Shepard Silverman
scholarship student.
Look... I know.
You've been through some,
some tough stuff.
And because of that,
if you can make it through
the summer semester,
the school is willing
to remove sophomore year
from your transcript entirely.
It's your chance
for a fresh start.
But I know you've just got
to put your head down and...
BLAAAAAKE!
What are you doing?
If you run really fast
down in the hallway,
the wind blows across your face
and it cools you down.
I would try it if I were you.
But then as soon as
you stop running,
you're even hotter
than when you started.
Nothing lasts forever, Blake.
That just seems
counterproductive.
It's worth it.
A few seconds ago,
I felt incredible.
- I have an idea.
- Let it out of you.
Why don't you drive a car
with the windows down?
- Because I don't have one.
- Borrow a friend's.
I'm all out of those too.
We could be friends.
- Do you have a car?
- Maybe.
Then maybe.
What in the name
of Shep Silverman?
Hello!
Over here!
Hey!
What's up?
Are you what I think you are?
Well, what do you think I am?
I think you're an
air conditioner.
Well, most people wouldn't say
it like that, but... yeah!
Yeah, in fact, I do
condition the air.
I mean, it's a
complicated process
involving various mechanical
and chemical components,
but I'm a big part of it.
And frankly, that human touch
is irreplaceable.
- Yes!
- Yeah!
You like that?
I need my AC unit fixed.
Ah, I was only hired
to do the offices.
You think you
could fix mine too?
- You got money?
- How much?
64 bucks an hour,
plus a $23 service charge.
87 bucks? Are you kidding me?
87 bucks is a
steal in this town.
Under 100 is
practically robbery.
I should join the union!
Join it!
No wonder you're
an air conditioner.
You're ice cold.
Fuck me, 'cuz I'm
just an AC guy.
I shouldn't make money,
I should work for free
because I'm not a human being.
I'm an air conditioner.
Wait! Wait!
I'm sorry!
I feel horribly about
the things I just said!
I didn't mean it!
It's fine.
So can I at least
borrow your car?
What'd I do?
You insulted a stranger
and then parlayed an apology
into asking to borrow his car.
It was very cavalier.
So goddamn cavalier.
Wait!
Wait!
- Wait, wait, wait!
- No, no.
Let me just talk to
you for one second!
I just have a question for you!
No! No!
Wait a damn minute.
34.4.0
34.4.0.
Shepard Silverman
scholarship student.
Shepard Silverman
scholarship student.
Shepard Silverman scholarship...
If you just put
your head down...
If you just put your head down.
If you just put your head down.
If you just put your head dow...
Dad?
Do you know anyone
who has a pool?
Uh, no.
- Then we'll just have to wait.
- For what?
A pool.
Blue and cool, hidden under
the cloak of night.
- That's a beautiful thought.
- It's a spiritual endeavor.
- You gonna baptize me?
- Yeah.
But we'll have to go
at an ungodly hour
under the deepest
cloak of night.
Could you stop saying
"cloak of night"?
Also, like, don't
you have class?
Mine starts at 8 a.m.
It's possible.
Whose pool is this?
It's unclear. But
the water belongs
to Mother Earth.
Oh, uh, I see. Yeah,
tempting, but I can't.
- But you might.
- I would if I could.
No, you could if you just would.
- But I don't think I should.
- There is no should.
But there is school.
There is only the pool.
Waiting patiently
under the cloak...
Oh my God, Kennedy, Kennedy,
I'm not... I am not going.
Blake, I can't do this alone.
Well maybe you
shouldn't do it then.
This is not helping your case.
With what?
We would have become
friends tonight.
I think we still
could become friends.
- But should we?
- Yes, tomorrow,
I think we should.
What makes you think
tomorrow exists?
There will be a
tomorrow, tomorrow.
At that point it'll
just be another today,
and you'll still be thinking
about some tomorrow.
Go cloak yourself.
And cloak this man
as his beat van barrels through
the beautiful neighborhoods
of Lake Forest,
Chicago's very
own Beverly Hills.
Its streets are
swimming with mansions,
and its mansions
springing with pools.
They hide behind
ivy-laden walls,
tucked between old trees
teeming with old money,
ripe for the plucking.
Red and hot.
Wow.
- Oh, oh, hi.
- Hi.
How you doing today, ma'am?
Two doors.
Alright.
Wow.
I read an article that says
the sound waves of music
can actually help
cool the air down.
Hmm, that's ah, actually ah
not true at all. But
it's a nice sentiment.
Isn't it?
Hmm.
What the hell is going on?
You living?
Ah! I'm good, I'm good.
What happened?
I was just cranking a push.
Big set. Took it deep.
Passed out cold.
Hot.
I think I understand.
I'm in a similar
situation myself.
- Oh!
- Oh!
I'm sorry. Forgot how huge I am.
Not even for the sheer
physical thrill of it?
I'm done with dummies.
But, uh, go for it.
Usually pretty good in bed.
Here's the thing.
I think I have a
solution for you.
You see that tree over there?
Boom! Eyed it.
Meet me there at midnight.
Bring a swimsuit.
Okay.
Is he a senior?
Oh, yeah.
Super. Maybe even super super.
Not really sure what he's
still doing here, honestly.
Maybe he works here now.
No. Just, uh, working out.
Oh yeah.
Um, are you old enough
to buy liquor? You look old.
- I am.
- Cool.
And... I am.
Great. I'm gonna ask
that you bring some.
Okay, how much do we need?
How many people?
Do we need napkins?
Ice? Mixers?
It's unclear.
Just do your best.
- I always do my best.
- Okay.
Then, do your worst.
What about the girl?
Who is that?
Oh, uh, it's Kennedy.
- Do you know her?
- Yeah.
Yeah, freshman year.
- We were friends.
- Were?
She was different then.
Different how?
Yeah, she just
wasn't as
different.
Wait!
- Hi.
- Uh, what's... what's up?
- I have a question for you.
- Yeah.
Wet or dry?
Dry, obviously.
But what if you're on fire
and you need to cool down?
Uh, then... then, wet.
Obviously.
Perfect, can you meet me
here tonight at noon?
Um, midnight?
Yeah. Uh, you can bring
whoever you want.
I got booze and a pool.
Uh, but... but,
but we haven't met.
I'm Kennedy.
More of a Robert than a Jack.
- And you are?
- I'm... I'm Shane.
Oh, nice to meet you.
So, um, I'll see you tonight.
Um, what about, uh...
what about Reed?
Is... is Reed coming?
- Who's Reed?
- He's that guy sprinting.
- Oh, that dude?
- Yeah.
Yeah, he's bringing the booze.
See you at noon!
Bossman, what's the rub?
Uh, well, the Thompsons
I just fixed it.
No. No, no, no, no.
I did not flirt
with Dale's wife.
I, uh...
I was being polite.
Yes, I would like
to keep my job.
It won't happen again, my guy.
Dale. How are ya?
Well, I'm sweating
inside my own house.
It's an oven.
Here's
your problem, sir.
Can't set the system below 70,
otherwise it'll break down.
You got it set at 66.
That's a serious cheat, sir.
70. That's outrageous.
Sir, if you want to dip
into frostier climates,
you're gonna need
a new AC system entirely.
So let me get this straight...
All I want is a little cold air,
and you're throwing the curve,
trying to gut me for thousands.
Sir, I get
you want an icy blast
to your face like
the cold Coors Light train
running you down.
But the infrastructure
of your old home
it's not gonna allow it.
I'm calling your
company to complain.
I want a new AC guy.
Sir.
Dale, let him fix
it. 70 is fine.
70 is a fire from hell!
Pack your things!
We're going to the loft
until this blows over!
Thanks for trying, Suze.
Suze?
Fuck it.
Nope!
I think you know
why I'm calling.
Dr. Waters is
furious, and so am I.
You've missed over half
your classes this summer.
Do you even want to be here?
Well, if you do,
then you'd better show up
to class tomorrow.
One more absence,
and you'll be expelled.
Kennedy?
Kennedy.
Okay. I'll go.
Tomorrow I'll go.
Okay.
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Delaney.
- Kennedy.
- You been good?
- Yeah, yeah, amazing.
You?
It's unclear.
Why didn't you just get,
like, a big bottle of that?
Oh...
Uh, 'cuz, like, the
small ones are...
Did you steal those?
Do your worst.
No, I did not steal them.
Okay, but, like,
it doesn't really make sense...
Delaney, let's just appreciate
that Reed acquired
some tiny malorts.
Reed?
You, uh... you
brought the booze.
- Thank you.
- Yes.
Yeah, you are welcome.
- Thank you.
- No, thank you.
Where did you find
all these little guys anyways?
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Some people say
I sound like Tom,
from Tom and Jerry.
Oh! Hey guys.
Blake.
What are you doing here?
Just out for, uh... for a walk.
- Why are you breathing so hard?
- Huh?
And why are you not
wearing any shoes?
I like grass.
You guys, this is Blake.
We're considering friendship.
- Are you coming?
- What?
Oh, uh, I'm just, uh...
Whatever. I could.
Knew you would.
Alright, let's scoot, booties.
Wait, wait, wait.
- Malort?
- Granted.
- Thank you.
- Malorts?
These are... special.
Um, just how I hope
tonight will be.
I want all you guys to know
I appreciate you coming.
I consider this to
be the last night
in the fucked-up
phase of my life.
- Better be a good one.
- Yeah!
- The best one.
- Well, cheers.
Ah what the fuck...
A+ drinks, Reed.
Woah.
You're gonna break
the glass my guy.
Relax, relax.
Hey, Mikey...
My manager's telling me
I need to see an I.D.
I'm 30, and I'm
here all the time.
You're eating a Lunchable.
That's my....
Relax.
Oh, fuck.
My guy.
Ohhh, dunk it right
in the beer. Nice.
I'm not gonna let him fire me
over the phone.
I have a plan.
Whoa.
- Look at this one.
- Guys.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, guys.
Guys, guys, are we seriously
gonna go in there?
There's something
in the air here.
It's heavy, it's thick.
That's the humidity.
No. It's the secrets.
I can feel them.
- I, too, can feel them.
- Yeah, okay.
This is definitely locked.
The gates to paradise
are locked and bolted.
Find a way to slip through
unnoticed.
Guys let's just, let's
just go somewhere else, like,
preferably, like,
without a big fancy gate.
What?
What, somewhere
other than Paradise?
Yeah, but, like,
they probably have a camera.
Like, we could get arrested.
But would we?
- Welcome.
- She's nuts.
Guys, if I get
anything on my record,
I'm not getting into med school,
and it is all gonna be a waste.
Oh, my god... what
would be a waste?
Everything. College.
Like, my whole life.
Okay, well,
you'd always have this moment,
where you wasted it all!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Fuck.
It's amazing.
Follow me.
What is that?
So they know we care.
Do we care?
We appreciate.
C'mon!
- Wait, wait!
- What's she doing?
- Kennedy.
- Kennedy.
Kennedy,
don't be an idiot.
- Oh, what?
- Oh, my God, Kennedy.
Come on, let's go.
Go, go, go, go.
Shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit.
Shit.
Shiiittt...
It's Paradise.
Eee!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Hey, drinks on me!
Alright, a toast!
To...
Oh.
Oh, fuck.
Ah fuuuck.
There goes my life.
- Run!
- Hide!
I like Reed's plan.
Punks, fuck-ups,
goddamn pool-hoppers!
- And you.
- Huh?
Fight me like a man.
Where the fuck is Reed?
Fuck off, dad!
Blake, is that your dad?
No, it just slipped out.
Why are you on my property?
Who are you?
What do you want from me?
Okay let's
go, let's go, let's go!
Hurry, come on! Hurry!
Sorry, sorry, sorry...
Just leave
the malorts Reed!
No, we need them!
Yes Reed!
Sorry!
You'll be sorry!
What the fuck?
Look, another pool!
Let's go, let's go!
Whoo!
Oh, shit!
Hey! Hey
hey! I'll call the police!
I got you, Delaney.
Oh, my god.
- They never end.
- So much pool.
Reed, be careful!
Reed, what
are you doing?
A toast,
- to...
- AHHH!
Reed!
Fuck this!
I told you you'd be sorry!
We are! We are!
Go, go, go.
Okay, okay.
- You okay?
- Guys, we should probably,
like, keep moving,
'cuz somebody like
definitely called the cops.
Don't worry, cops
are super slow around here.
- They're
fast. They're super fast.
Stop! You
are under arrest!
You are required by law to
to...
- Holy shit.
- Good lord.
- Fuck.
- This...
Are you seeing this?
- It's incredible.
- Wow.
This is dope.
Bad Kennedy. Bad!
Kennedy!
Come on!
Uh... fuck
it! Go, go, go, go!
Stay low,
stay low, stay low.
Come on, come on...
Go! Go, go...
Follow me, come on!
Let's go, let's go.
Oh, thank god.
She's beautiful.
Shouldn't we be hiding?
The cops are after us.
Shh!
What better place to hide
than in a dark pool?
Under the, the cloak...
Do not say it.
Of the night.
Kennedy! Stop!
Shh!
Could you pass me a Malort?
- You bitch.
- Go, go, go.
My little ones.
You're the best.
Ahg.
Oh, no, what are you doing?
Bless you, child.
- Ahhh, it tingles...
- Do it to me.
I feel it down my spine.
Wait, feel this.
Just let it happen.
What is that?
Ooh, ooh, what is that?
God
is inside this pool.
Shh, shh!
Wait, laugh underwater!
Alright, hey, listen.
Three
two
one... go!
What?
What, I just didn't
want to play.
Alright, go back under.
I'll give you some air so
you can win, yeah?
Okay.
Yeah, no, no, no,
that was a one-time thing.
Right, but you said
that last time.
- What?
- Third place.
Congrats.
Thanks.
Yeah, you beat me, so...
Yeah Delaney came in last,
'cuz she's bad.
Oh.
Second place.
That's pretty good.
Shane's not bad,
and Delaney here is awful.
Hey, we all have
different lung capacities.
I don't think we have
to cast judgment.
And maybe my lung capacity will
never match your lung capacity,
and that's fine.
Just accept it for what it is.
Sure you could.
Why couldn't you?
Well, because I don't spend
every second of every
day working out,
because I'm too busy
becoming a boss.
Guys, is Kennedy
still underwater?
Um...
Jesus!
You won a long time ago.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
Why didn't you come up?
I just
I just wanted to
I just wanted to win.
Alright, maybe you
take a break, yeah?
Come on, come on.
I'm okay.
I love the lung game,
but don't push it so hard.
Okay? Not underwater.
Killer set of pipes, though.
Guys, that was kind of loud.
No, that was fucking weird.
You think she's okay?
I barely know her, so.
I don't know.
She's been a little strange
ever since her dad died.
- When was that?
- Last summer.
I guess it was right
before school started.
- How did he die?
- Stroke.
And she just honestly, like,
never wanted to talk about it.
And then kind of
just faded away, so
you know, I don't really know
what's up with her.
Ohhh, my god.
Shh!
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Shhh!
- Stop talking!
Calm down!
They left a note
for the pool boy!
They're gone.
They're gone!
Reed, a round please.
Listen, a round might be
all we have left, so...
- Here.
- Gimme, gimme, gimme.
Yes.
These are actually starting
to taste really good.
Alright, hey.
A toast! To...
To people's pools!
And to sharing them.
And to sharing
them with you guys.
- Cheers!
- Yeah.
Whoo!
Yeah, I
fucking love you guys.
- Yeah! Woo!
- Ah!
Sounds like you're peeing.
Damn, you're good.
Wait a second,
you're, like, actually peeing?
- Maybe.
- Eww, cool, disgusting.
Oh, come on.
We all got our secrets.
Like the fact that we have all
peed in this pool.
- Aw.
- Blake!
Yes.
Okay, well, we're not
all children here.
Okay, we'll see about that.
Delaney, would you
like to play a game
of truth or dare?
- Delaney, truth or dare?
- Ugh, fine.
Dare.
Okay.
I dare you to pee in the pool.
Ew! No way!
- Truth.
- Okay.
Have you peed in the pool?
Okay, fine.
I peed a little bit, but
it was only a little,
and I stay super hydrated.
So it's really,
really clear, okay?
Okay, I'm next.
Kennedy. Yes?
Truth or dare?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
you can't dare yourself.
It's too late. Dare.
I dare you to go find us
some more booze.
Okay, I will!
That's illegal.
Alright, that's
breaking and entering.
It's not even a dare.
It's too late! I've been dared!
Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, Kennedy.
There
you are, Kennedy.
Keep at it until you
cross the finish line,
wherever it is.
Ah, the journey won't do
without difficulty.
It never quite goes
how you planned.
But don't give up.
Not when you're so close
to that second wind.
You have the key now.
In a literal, but
deeply metaphorical way.
No, I don't think
Dale would mind.
Well, he would.
But I wouldn't.
The mansion's all mine tonight,
and I make the rules.
Or don't make them at all.
I have been locked
in the shadows
since the surprise
birthday party
that rocked Dale's
world in 2014.
The last time he ever quit
worrying and really let loose.
The happiest moment of his life.
A moment he stashed away.
A Dale he's left behind.
Maybe you can do better
for your selves, Kennedy.
Maybe, if you hear your shadow
whispering...
you'll listen.
Uh...
The house is ours.
I'm thirsty.
Yep.
Uh.
Yes, Blake?
I know you wanna dance.
Not a chance.
Oh, come on.
I can see you dancing already.
The music is literally pulsating
through your body.
Come on.
You guys like sardines?
- What?
- Sardines.
It's like hide and seek,
except one person hides,
and then everybody else seeks.
And then once you find
the person that was hiding,
then everybody hides
with that person.
Mmhmm. I'm gonna start,
'cuz you guys aren't protesting.
So everybody close your eyes
and count to 100.
Hold up, hold up.
Hold up, hold up, hold up.
- What is that?
- What is that?
Oh, this?
This is... chewing tobacco.
It's a mean buzz.
And on top of that,
it's some major
brain juice, my man.
Ha-hahhh.
Hey, listen, don't...
Hey, look at me.
You don't want to keep that
in your mouth for too long.
Bad stuff starts to happen.
Alright? I'm ready.
Here we go.
One, two, three
I'll
be in the basement.
...five, six, seven...
But this is a game
and I'm lying.
But I'll be in the basement.
...nine, ten, eleven
I wasn't ready yet!
Twenty-four, twenty-five,
twenty-six, twenty-seven...
Sixty-five, sixty-six...
Okay, fine, a hundred, let's go!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Yes.
Yes.
But no mo' procrasti-cration.
No more procrastination.
You had your fun.
No more.
You too.
Okay.
That's enough.
Kennedy.
Kennedy?
Ah!
I found ya...
Brain juice.
How'd you find me?
You left
the door open.
You left the light on.
You burped.
Yeah well you can't
hide too good.
It's boring if nobody finds you.
I'm so loose.
Damn.
I'm like a big stack of Jell-O.
- You okay?
- Oh, yeah.
I love-I love Jell-O.
Kennedy?
I'll be in the basement.
But this is a game
and I'm lying.
But I'll be in the
basement.
Kennedyyy.
Ow!
So what do we do now?
We... we wait.
And secrets.
Okay, Jell-O head.
Give me a juicy one.
Umm, I got all F's in school.
What?
How do you even get all F's?
I've only been in class
like nine times all summer.
Out of like a million.
- Why don't you go?
- I can't.
I can't. I've tried.
I just end up writing
the whole time.
- It's ridiculous.
- Okay.
Okay, well, writing what?
Just doodles.
Doodlies.
You're gonna to get
kicked out, though.
Yeah.
Tomorrow, if I don't
go, I'll get kicked out.
- Are you gonna?
- Yeah.
Promise?
Since when do you care?
- What?
- You...
You faded away.
After he died,
you just... Vapor.
In the wind.
You didn't wanna
deal with me anymore.
You didn't want me to tarnish
your perfect little life.
Kennedy, I didn't
ever mean to...
Delaney.
Everything has to
be perfect for you.
I used to fit the bill,
and then I didn't.
Kennedy, you're being crazy.
- Why are you saying this?
- I'm not being crazy.
I'm... I'm just Jell-O.
And it's true.
I just... I don't... I don't get
what you're like
I played you my song.
I didn't play that
for anybody else.
And... and you just walked out
right in the middle of it.
You took a fucking phone call.
I'm gonna go hide
somewhere else.
- Check this out.
- Yeah.
Ah!
Definitely thought she was
under there. This girl's good.
Hey.
Oh!
Stop. Stop, stop, stop.
- I'm sorry.
- What's wrong? What's wrong?
It doesn't feel right.
You know, I... I
already kissed Delaney.
I... um, she
she knew that I... I wanted...
No, no, no, no.
It's, it's, it's my
fault, if anything.
I mean, I made the first move,
but, I mean,
she doesn't even really
like me, anyway, so...
What, what do you
even see in her?
I mean, she... she's mean.
And she thinks
you're dumb, and...
No, I...
No...
Oh fuck.
Ow!
Kennedyyy.
If... she was lying
why would she tell
me the lie at all?
Huh? That just makes no sense.
But if she was telling
the truth, the lie
is the
part about lying.
Ah, brilliant.
Kennedy!
OH!
She was lying to you, Blake.
She was telling the
truth about the lying.
But this was always a Hail Mary,
and you're no '85 Bears.
Tried for a touchdown, but you
landed in the friend zone.
AH!
DAD!
DAAAAAD!
I found you.
Are you okay?
Do you want me to go?
No.
You don't have to say
anything, but, um.
I am right here.
Why do you even care about me?
Reflexes, I guess.
What?
You're human, and
I'm human, too.
What happened?
Delaney already kissed Reed.
She doesn't even...
She doesn't even like him.
And I do.
I do, and he... wouldn't like...
But I'm disgusting,
or something.
Woah, what? No.
You're not disgusting.
You...
You are...
Do you feel any better?
You don't need him.
I guess I don't need her either.
Do you think I think
I'm too good for everyone?
I don't know that.
I know you definitely think
you're too good for me.
I... I don't
I don't think that.
You think that I'm dumb.
- I never said that.
- Maybe not to me.
You don't know about me.
Tell me.
Um.
I have brain fog.
And... fucking... depression.
What happened?
One too many concussions.
Had to quit football.
Eventually just had to quit
school altogether for a bit.
Post-concussion syndrome.
God, I'm... I'm so sorry.
I didn't know any of that.
I'm actually doing...
a lot better.
You know,
the working out keeps me sane.
Just have to pass my DPT exam.
And then you'll see
I'll get out of here.
I just... I just
- I gotta focus.
- DPT?
A Doctorate of Physical Therapy.
I figured... if I can't do it,
I'll just help the
next guy get it done.
I thought I was
gonna get drafted.
Okay. Um.
I will leave you to it.
Hey, hey, hey...
Uh, wait, wait.
Wait. Um.
I just... I just
wanted to say...
Fuck, I'm just so fucking hot
in this stupid fucking fur.
So is this where
everyone's been hiding?
No one's really hiding anymore.
Is the game over?
Get in here.
Oof.
You smell disgusting.
- You smell like a liar.
- What?
Oh, did you go to the basement?
Mm-mm.
I went to the friend zone.
Oh... oh, what?
Trick question. Ditka is god.
I'll never trick you
again, I promise.
We're friends now.
Friends?
Friends.
Come here, sleepy.
Oh.
Oh yeah.
You're fired!
Just like that?
You fucked me bad yesterday.
And it wasn't the first time,
or the second time.
I could go on.
It's become abusive.
I think I could've
handled things better.
But, sir, you gotta understand.
- That Dale guy, he's...
- Garbage? Really?
You left a pile of garbage
in the guy's driveway.
That was essentially
an accident.
- Those for me?
- Thought you'd like them.
- You're still fired.
- Bossman, come on.
You can't fire a guy
who's holding flowers.
You know
I will take those.
Next time bring 'em
before you fuck me!
Oh...
Oh fuck...
Ohh.
Guys, guys, we gotta go.
We're in someone's
house, wake up!
Delaney. Reed.
Guys, guys, wake up.
We're in someone's
house, we gotta go.
Reed Reed Reed Reed,
we have to go we have to go!
- We have to go!
- Let's go, let's go,
let's go then! Let's go!
You're fucking naked, bro.
Guys, guys, come on.
Let's go, we gotta go.
We're in someone's house.
Guys, wake up.
Come on, come on, come on.
We gotta change and we gotta go!
Somebody could come home
at any second.
Yeah, yeah, I'm
coming. Yeah, let's go.
- Come on, come on, come on!
- No I wanna sleep.
- What's the rush?
- Don't you have class?
At noon.
Alright, well, I
already had one class,
and I have another
one in 30 minutes
that I'm trying to make.
So can we please just go?
Okay Blake, you can afford
to miss one more class.
No, I actually really can't.
I have to take the
MCAT in 10 months.
Meow.
These people could come home
at any second,
and we could get arrested,
and then my life will
actually be over.
Boohoo... stop being
so dramatic, Dr. Blake.
I'm not being dramatic.
You may think that I'm a nerd,
but I wanna be a fucking doctor.
That's the life that I want.
I don't have a backup plan.
Look, I felt fucking
fearless last night.
And I love you for it,
and I will never
forget that feeling
for as long as I live.
But I've got to get on with it,
and I think we should
all quit while we're ahead.
So are you coming?
- Probably should, huh?
- I would.
- Come on.
- Okay.
My head is pounding...
Alright, back to school.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- You ready?
- Yeah. Yeah I'm...
Um, uh, wait, wait.
When you played me your song
after the funeral
the phone call was fake.
Yeah, dude, I know
that was fake.
Well, no, but what I'm saying
is that I only left because
your song was about
to make me cry.
And I didn't want
you to see that,
and I know that's really stupid.
But it was good, Kennedy.
It was... really, really good.
I'm sorry.
I miss you.
I came here because
I fucking miss you.
I missed you too.
Come on.
I'm gonna be late
for class, come on.
- You're a noob.
- I'm coming.
You already are.
- Come on, come here.
- I'm coming, jeez.
- Are you coming?
- Yep.
I'm coming.
Kennedy, let's go.
Yeah, just a second.
I just...
Kennedy,
you heard the man.
He's gotta get back to class.
Oh no...
- Kennedy!
- Yo yo!
Kennedy,
what are you doing?
What are you doing?
Even if you don't get caught,
you're just gonna get
expelled from school.
- So why aren't you coming?
- I don't know, I can't.
Of course you can, Kennedy.
No, there's something
fucking wrong with me.
- I can't do it.
- You have to.
You do not live here.
- I'm not ready.
- It's fine.
You don't have to be ready.
You know, you'll, you'll
I'm not coming, Delaney.
We cannot just leave you here.
Okay, then stay with me.
Well, we can't do that either.
Dude, then go.
You guys, I'm fine.
I'll catch up with
you later, just go.
Okay.
Hey.
Don't go holding your breath
without me, okay?
Wouldn't think of it.
And you're
throwing the curve,
trying to gut me for thousands.
I'm calling your
company to complain.
I want a new AC guy.
70 is a fire from hell!
Pack your things, we're going to
the loft until this blows over!
Ahh!
Ohhh
fuck you, Dale.
Goddammit Dale.
What the fuck am I
gonna do now, huh?
God... plenty of money
to just listen to me.
Get a new unit, but no.
No, you gotta get mad.
And you gotta get me fired.
In your big 'ole mansion with
all your money to...
We're going tothe
loft until this blows over!
Big 'ole mansion.
Plenty of money.
Kennedy?
- Kenne...
- I'm right here.
How did you find me?
Your friend Delaney
was very concerned about you.
She said you were
house-sitting here?
Oh, yeah.
She begged me not to expel you,
so here I am to give you
one last fighting chance.
Ahh, the old college try.
Will you just be serious?
I'm sorry. I'm... I'm
I was gonna go back to class,
I always meant to.
I guess I've just been...
procrastinating, or, some
I don't understand.
What's so difficult
about going to class?
Are they really that bad?
They're not that good.
If you just show up,
these problems
that you're having,
they would start to go away.
Just put your head
down and do it.
I am giving you
that final chance
only because I know what
a great student you could be.
But if you don't go
to class tomorrow, you're done.
Forever.
Okay, but what if
I do go to class?
And then I keep going to class,
and I keep putting my head down
until I completely suffocate,
and then there's no me anymore
'cuz I'm dead.
And maybe I do
get that good job,
and maybe I even like it.
But I'm dead.
Look, do you really want
to give up a once-in-a-lifetime
scholarship?
Or do you just want
to get through it
and make your father proud?
I still believe in you, Kennedy.
I know your dad would, too.
Class starts at 10:30 tomorrow,
in case you forgot.
- Okay.
- Okay?
Yep. I'll come tomorrow.
No
more running away.
Nope, no more running away,
I'm gonna come to
class tomorrow.
Okay, good.
Then you are going
to need these.
I found them in the trash can
in your dorm when I
was looking for you.
Most of the text
is still legible.
You will have some tests
you're going to have to make up.
So... what are those, anyway?
Yo!
- Where you going, my guy?
- I'm
going out. Out for the night.
Dressed like a burglar?
No.
- Why are you wearing that cap?
- It's new.
It's not a cap.
- Hey!
- It's a mask!
I'm wearing it as a
cap tonight, okay?
You're not
leaving the house.
OHHH!
WHY would you do that?
I thought it would
make you not leave.
Opposite.
It's making me yes-leave.
It's oat milk.
So?
No stinky.
Ooh...
Fuck it.
Ha-haaa!
Oh my guy...
My guy.
Ohhh baby.
Come on.
Shh...
Beautiful.
What are you doing?
Oh, oh!
Oh my God.
- Who are you?
- Who are you?
- I asked you first!
- I'm sorry,
but this is not your house.
Well, it isn't
your house either.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm robbing the place.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm enjoying the space.
Hm. Why?
What do you mean, why?
Because it's
it's my last night of freedom
before I have to go and join
the real world forever.
You're not stealing anything.
No, I'm not stealing anything.
Well, why not? You
already broke in.
'Cuz I'm not a thief, thief.
You're stealing their house
while they're gone!
I'm not stealing it,
I'm borrowing it!
Burglary! You are stealing time.
I'm not stealing time.
If I could steal time,
then I would steal all of it.
You cannot steal time,
I'm caressing it.
You are fondling it,
and you're trespassing it.
And you are in as much hot water
as I am right now.
Oh I severely doubt that.
Well did you know
that if Dale and Susie Thompson
came home right now,
they could legally shoot you?
No.
- Did you?
- Yeah, I did.
That's why I brought this.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Hey, hey, relax!
- Relax.
- Oh, my God!
- Jesus.
- It's a fake.
Just in case.
What, just in case you
need to fake shoot someone?
No, just in case I
need to fake threaten
to shoot someone who's
real threatening to shoot me.
- Does that make sense to you?
- Jesus Christ.
Fuck! Godddammit,
it's so hot in here!
- Ah-ah.
- The fucking AC, dude.
Are you who I think you are?
Who do you think I am?
You're the, the,
the air conditioner.
Oh my god.
- We meet again.
- Robbing the same house.
I'm not robbing the house.
We're thick as thieves.
I don't think that
the full thickness of a thief
is upon me.
You're a real cavalier,
did you know that?
Dude, I realize I may have been
a cavalier to you the other day,
but I don't think I'm being
cavalier right now.
Cleveland, we got a problem!
This girl doesn't
know she's a cavalier.
I'm not a
Cleveland Cavalier.
You are LeBron
James in his prime.
I'm... I'm Kennedy!
My name's Kennedy,
I'm not LeBron James.
- Understood.
- Great.
- I'm Michael.
- Okay.
It's nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, too.
I've got a lot of
respect for what you do.
- Thank you.
- Yeah, you're welcome.
Means a lot to me.
That being said, it's
really hot in here.
Mmm.
Was that it?
- Yeah.
- That's it? Really?
I fixed the machine yesterday.
It just needs to stay
above 70 to work.
Well, I, uh
I should probably get
on with my robbery.
Whoa.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
And get out of here.
Place will cool down to 70.
- It'll just take an hour or so.
- Cool.
- Cool.
- Cool.
You know what?
I actually know a way to cool
this place down faster for you.
- You do?
- Yeah.
So you can get some sleep.
I need that to happen, please.
Okay.
Little trick I learned.
Turns out the vibrations
of really loud music actually
help cool the air down.
What?
That sounds super made up.
Well, like I said, little trick.
Whoo!
Alright.
Uhh.
Hellooo.
You were down there a while.
You don't like it down there?
Ohh, no, I just kind
of prefer breathing
and champagne.
- Wait.
- Hm?
That's my watch.
I didn't know it was
yours when I took it.
- You can have it.
- No, come on.
No, it's fine.
That's ridiculous.
No, really, it's fine.
I hate that watch.
- Enjoy.
- Mm.
Well at least I am
getting something
from the whole escapade.
What about all the
stuff you stole?
Mm-mm.
- I think I'm gonna leave it.
- But you could be rich.
But it wouldn't be mine.
Not really.
So I think I'm gonna take
the time like you.
Mm.
You got good
taste, by the way.
It was my dad's watch.
Was?
He died.
Jesus, Kennedy.
Sorry.
No, I'm sorry.
What happened?
Stroke.
- Well that's awful.
- Yeah.
Probably wouldn't have died,
but he was in the
pool when it happened
and he drowned.
Okay, I am very sorry.
And I am not going to take this.
No, no. Stop, stop.
Really, take it.
I can't.
I'm really just tired
of looking at it.
I didn't mean to drop a bomb
on you like that, okay?
So don't get all,
like, obliterated.
Okay.
Hey, come on, man, cheer up.
It's my last night of freedom,
I wanna have fun!
- You wanna have fun?
- Yeah. Hey!
Splashing? That's
your idea of fun?
Yeah, maybe.
Ah... I don't get this whole,
uh, last night thing.
You keep making it sound like
you're going to jail tomorrow.
No, I just have to... I just
have to go back to school,
and get all serious.
You in school for music?
Economics.
What?
- Why not music?
- That's not a real job.
- Sure it is.
- Maybe for some people.
- You're one of those people.
- Yeah, right.
Have you ever even tried?
What?
Has anyone even heard
you sing before?
No, not really.
You don't even realize that
I was about to leave the house,
but then I heard you singing.
Oh my god.
I had to
see who you were.
I've never heard anyone sing
like that before.
Enough about me.
What do you wanna do?
Besides being the air
conditioning king of Chicago.
Mmm.
Yeah.
People always ask me that.
- Yeah?
- Mm-hm.
I tell 'em... I'm
an AC mechanic.
Mm-hm.
And then they, uh, they skip
right over that
and they ask me what
I'm really passionate about.
It never crosses their minds
that maybe, just maybe,
I'm already doing
what I wanna do.
Hmm.
I'm just too
embarrassed to admit it.
Why would you be embarrassed?
Because it's gritty.
It's blue collar.
You do it with your hands.
That's what I like
about it, you know?
I like driving around in my van
with the windows down,
blastin' music,
and rippin' cigs.
Hm.
I like my job being
done when it's done.
And I like coming home sweaty,
and I like having
a fucking beer.
I like meeting weird
people, every day,
and giving 'em something,
or, or, or... learning something
from them.
And if I ever get bored of it.
I'll fucking quit.
'Cuz I don't want
to shove my nose
in some rich guy's asshole
and grind out 30 years
until I'm rich and happy myself.
Because I want what I want now.
Right now.
It's always now.
- Why are you crying?
- I'm not crying.
- You're crying.
- No I'm not.
Kennedy!
Come up!
Kennedy!
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Come on!
Hey, what happened?
- What?
- I'm fine!
- No, you're not fine!
- I'm fine.
Why weren't you coming up?
Yes I am, I was gonna come up!
Well you weren't coming up!
I just wanted to stay down
a little bit longer!
What the hell is
going on with you?
- You could have...
- I just wanna see him again.
I just wanna hear from him.
Something, anything,
I just want.
I just want him to
tell me that it's okay.
Tell you what's okay?
Everything.
I'm a fuck-up.
I don't know what's
wrong with me.
You ever think maybe
nothing's wrong with you?
Maybe it's all
happening for a reason?
I don't... I don't know.
I used to be good at school
and I used to like it.
And now I just like...
what am I doing?
Maybe you were doing it for him.
And now it's just you.
He wouldn't want me
to drop out of school, though.
I know that he wouldn't.
That's... that's all that
my mom ever says.
Of course he wouldn't,
of course he wouldn't!
Neither would your friends.
They just want you to be okay.
They would never tell you
to take some huge risk
that could potentially hurt you.
That's what strangers
like me are for.
Breaking into people's houses
and telling kids
to drop out of school.
I'm telling you
I see something in you
that those people can't see
because they love you too much.
And they know you too well.
I don't know who you used to be.
I only know you right now.
And I can see the person
desperately trying
to burst out of you.
The fuck-up?
That's how people will
see it at first, sure.
But what if I really do
fuck up and then
everything that I did is
is just a waste and for nothing?
- Then what am I...
- Nothing matters.
- That's sad.
- No, it's not.
Yeah, okay.
It is.
But it's also not.
It's freeing.
I like free.
Free is happy.
But so unclear.
You're so worried
about the future
that you don't even realize
it's already happening.
I wouldn't even
know where to start.
How about right now?
Right now?
Right now.
Rise and shine, baby Mozart.
Hey.
- Hey.
- Hm?
We just woke up in Dale
and Susie's lovely home.
And we need to get the fuck out.
- What time is it?
- Uhhh, 1:00 pm?
Wait! Fuck!
Dude, where's your...
where's your car?
Uhh, it's right here.
Are you really
gonna steal a Ferrari?
I'm not stealing.
I'm borrowing.
Woo! Yeah!
Right here, right
here, right here!
- Whoo!
- Go!
- Oh!
- Ah!
Ah!
You can't stop me. Ah!
Ah!
Miss Lewis!
- Hi, Miss Lewis.
- Kennedy.
Hi. I'm here.
I see.
Um, uh.
Okay, uh... listen,
I just wanted to...
I want to apologize
about all my
absences, in the past
I'm really sorry
about all of them,
but I have a really important
question to ask you.
Oh, sure.
What is it?
So, I know that I'm here
on a, on a shepardship
schoolersh... man's scholars...
A Shepard Silverman scholarship.
Yes, that one.
But I was just wondering
if it's possible
if I could switch
to a music major.
Something with, with piano
and, and, and singing.
It's... I... it's
a little tricky,
but it... it... it would
have been possible, yes.
I'll come to every
class, I promise you,
because I actually know
what I want to do now and I'm...
That's great.
As I said, you could
have found a way to do it.
Wha
I don't... why are you saying
I could have...
You missed class this morning.
Yeah, but Miss Lewis,
that was my old major.
If I switched...
You're not a student
here anymore.
- But...
- I'm so sorry, Kennedy.
I... I fought for you.
I did.
But we have rules here.
Standards that even
I can't violate.
I don't know what to tell you.
Your dorm room needs
to be cleaned out in 24 hours.
I'm glad that you figured out
what you wanted to do.
I... I wish we could help you.
I do.
What's so funny?
I did not expect to
feel so relieved.
To answer your
question, Miss Lewis,
I do not want to be here.
Thank you.
Autumn in Chicagoland.
Now the blistering
heat will be blown out
by the blistering cold.
The pools will freeze
over for winter,
and the pools will blossom
again for summer.
The seasons will keep changing,
but the future will keep
unfolding the only way
it knows how.
Now.
You decided to become
a full-time fuck-up.
At least until I can get
my head on straight.
Ooo, I don't think you'll ever
get your head on straight.
Yeah, I know.
That's the point.
You look happy.
I feel free.
Dad?
Dad!
Summertime in Chicagoland.
A merciless heat wave
suffocates Lake
Forest University,
twisting an academic oasisinto
a boiling pressure cooker.
It's a wet heat.
The sun pours down
like hot fondue.
The students are drowning.
Just the thought
of cheese right now
is making me sweat.
But the deep dish is
all dried up anyhow.
Campus has cleared out.
Only a few strange creatures
crawl from class to class,
sizzling through
a desolate summer semester.
Some stayed to get ahead.
Others, only because
they've fallen behind.
And for them...
Kennedy!
summer
school is nothing
but an infernal imprisonment.
Excuse me!
Up here.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Well, uh,
do we know why it broke?
I mean,
I don't think there's
a reason. Things break.
Everything happens for a reason.
It's... it's hot.
I... I don't even know
why you called me.
I... I don't have
any knowledge of the mechanics
of air conditioning systems.
Well, do you know
any air conditioners?
I have
an air conditioner.
It's not like I... I
talk to it or anything.
I don't mean the machine.
I mean, do you know anybody
who conditions air?
I don't have a relationship
with any air conditioners, no.
- Goodbye, Miss Lewis.
- No, no, no!
Wait, wait!
I thought you were finally
calling me back
about your academics.
Your absences are... immense.
Your grades, somehow... they're
even worse than last semester.
And... can you please
explain to me why...
Why aren't you in
class right now?
Excuse me?
Because who goes
to summer school?
You do.
You do, Kennedy.
And sometimes you just... you
just have to...
You have to grind it out.
Down and dirty.
Get a little rough with it.
- What?
- What?
Who? What? What?
"Get a little rough" with what?
With your classes.
You have to, you have to... you
know what?
Better late than the worm.
The, the, the early...
Why don't you just
run over to class?
I'll go to my next class.
Honey,
sweetie, listen to me.
You got a 34 on your ACT.
You had a 4.0 freshman year
and goddammit,
you are a Shepard Silverman
scholarship student.
Look... I know.
You've been through some,
some tough stuff.
And because of that,
if you can make it through
the summer semester,
the school is willing
to remove sophomore year
from your transcript entirely.
It's your chance
for a fresh start.
But I know you've just got
to put your head down and...
BLAAAAAKE!
What are you doing?
If you run really fast
down in the hallway,
the wind blows across your face
and it cools you down.
I would try it if I were you.
But then as soon as
you stop running,
you're even hotter
than when you started.
Nothing lasts forever, Blake.
That just seems
counterproductive.
It's worth it.
A few seconds ago,
I felt incredible.
- I have an idea.
- Let it out of you.
Why don't you drive a car
with the windows down?
- Because I don't have one.
- Borrow a friend's.
I'm all out of those too.
We could be friends.
- Do you have a car?
- Maybe.
Then maybe.
What in the name
of Shep Silverman?
Hello!
Over here!
Hey!
What's up?
Are you what I think you are?
Well, what do you think I am?
I think you're an
air conditioner.
Well, most people wouldn't say
it like that, but... yeah!
Yeah, in fact, I do
condition the air.
I mean, it's a
complicated process
involving various mechanical
and chemical components,
but I'm a big part of it.
And frankly, that human touch
is irreplaceable.
- Yes!
- Yeah!
You like that?
I need my AC unit fixed.
Ah, I was only hired
to do the offices.
You think you
could fix mine too?
- You got money?
- How much?
64 bucks an hour,
plus a $23 service charge.
87 bucks? Are you kidding me?
87 bucks is a
steal in this town.
Under 100 is
practically robbery.
I should join the union!
Join it!
No wonder you're
an air conditioner.
You're ice cold.
Fuck me, 'cuz I'm
just an AC guy.
I shouldn't make money,
I should work for free
because I'm not a human being.
I'm an air conditioner.
Wait! Wait!
I'm sorry!
I feel horribly about
the things I just said!
I didn't mean it!
It's fine.
So can I at least
borrow your car?
What'd I do?
You insulted a stranger
and then parlayed an apology
into asking to borrow his car.
It was very cavalier.
So goddamn cavalier.
Wait!
Wait!
- Wait, wait, wait!
- No, no.
Let me just talk to
you for one second!
I just have a question for you!
No! No!
Wait a damn minute.
34.4.0
34.4.0.
Shepard Silverman
scholarship student.
Shepard Silverman
scholarship student.
Shepard Silverman scholarship...
If you just put
your head down...
If you just put your head down.
If you just put your head down.
If you just put your head dow...
Dad?
Do you know anyone
who has a pool?
Uh, no.
- Then we'll just have to wait.
- For what?
A pool.
Blue and cool, hidden under
the cloak of night.
- That's a beautiful thought.
- It's a spiritual endeavor.
- You gonna baptize me?
- Yeah.
But we'll have to go
at an ungodly hour
under the deepest
cloak of night.
Could you stop saying
"cloak of night"?
Also, like, don't
you have class?
Mine starts at 8 a.m.
It's possible.
Whose pool is this?
It's unclear. But
the water belongs
to Mother Earth.
Oh, uh, I see. Yeah,
tempting, but I can't.
- But you might.
- I would if I could.
No, you could if you just would.
- But I don't think I should.
- There is no should.
But there is school.
There is only the pool.
Waiting patiently
under the cloak...
Oh my God, Kennedy, Kennedy,
I'm not... I am not going.
Blake, I can't do this alone.
Well maybe you
shouldn't do it then.
This is not helping your case.
With what?
We would have become
friends tonight.
I think we still
could become friends.
- But should we?
- Yes, tomorrow,
I think we should.
What makes you think
tomorrow exists?
There will be a
tomorrow, tomorrow.
At that point it'll
just be another today,
and you'll still be thinking
about some tomorrow.
Go cloak yourself.
And cloak this man
as his beat van barrels through
the beautiful neighborhoods
of Lake Forest,
Chicago's very
own Beverly Hills.
Its streets are
swimming with mansions,
and its mansions
springing with pools.
They hide behind
ivy-laden walls,
tucked between old trees
teeming with old money,
ripe for the plucking.
Red and hot.
Wow.
- Oh, oh, hi.
- Hi.
How you doing today, ma'am?
Two doors.
Alright.
Wow.
I read an article that says
the sound waves of music
can actually help
cool the air down.
Hmm, that's ah, actually ah
not true at all. But
it's a nice sentiment.
Isn't it?
Hmm.
What the hell is going on?
You living?
Ah! I'm good, I'm good.
What happened?
I was just cranking a push.
Big set. Took it deep.
Passed out cold.
Hot.
I think I understand.
I'm in a similar
situation myself.
- Oh!
- Oh!
I'm sorry. Forgot how huge I am.
Not even for the sheer
physical thrill of it?
I'm done with dummies.
But, uh, go for it.
Usually pretty good in bed.
Here's the thing.
I think I have a
solution for you.
You see that tree over there?
Boom! Eyed it.
Meet me there at midnight.
Bring a swimsuit.
Okay.
Is he a senior?
Oh, yeah.
Super. Maybe even super super.
Not really sure what he's
still doing here, honestly.
Maybe he works here now.
No. Just, uh, working out.
Oh yeah.
Um, are you old enough
to buy liquor? You look old.
- I am.
- Cool.
And... I am.
Great. I'm gonna ask
that you bring some.
Okay, how much do we need?
How many people?
Do we need napkins?
Ice? Mixers?
It's unclear.
Just do your best.
- I always do my best.
- Okay.
Then, do your worst.
What about the girl?
Who is that?
Oh, uh, it's Kennedy.
- Do you know her?
- Yeah.
Yeah, freshman year.
- We were friends.
- Were?
She was different then.
Different how?
Yeah, she just
wasn't as
different.
Wait!
- Hi.
- Uh, what's... what's up?
- I have a question for you.
- Yeah.
Wet or dry?
Dry, obviously.
But what if you're on fire
and you need to cool down?
Uh, then... then, wet.
Obviously.
Perfect, can you meet me
here tonight at noon?
Um, midnight?
Yeah. Uh, you can bring
whoever you want.
I got booze and a pool.
Uh, but... but,
but we haven't met.
I'm Kennedy.
More of a Robert than a Jack.
- And you are?
- I'm... I'm Shane.
Oh, nice to meet you.
So, um, I'll see you tonight.
Um, what about, uh...
what about Reed?
Is... is Reed coming?
- Who's Reed?
- He's that guy sprinting.
- Oh, that dude?
- Yeah.
Yeah, he's bringing the booze.
See you at noon!
Bossman, what's the rub?
Uh, well, the Thompsons
I just fixed it.
No. No, no, no, no.
I did not flirt
with Dale's wife.
I, uh...
I was being polite.
Yes, I would like
to keep my job.
It won't happen again, my guy.
Dale. How are ya?
Well, I'm sweating
inside my own house.
It's an oven.
Here's
your problem, sir.
Can't set the system below 70,
otherwise it'll break down.
You got it set at 66.
That's a serious cheat, sir.
70. That's outrageous.
Sir, if you want to dip
into frostier climates,
you're gonna need
a new AC system entirely.
So let me get this straight...
All I want is a little cold air,
and you're throwing the curve,
trying to gut me for thousands.
Sir, I get
you want an icy blast
to your face like
the cold Coors Light train
running you down.
But the infrastructure
of your old home
it's not gonna allow it.
I'm calling your
company to complain.
I want a new AC guy.
Sir.
Dale, let him fix
it. 70 is fine.
70 is a fire from hell!
Pack your things!
We're going to the loft
until this blows over!
Thanks for trying, Suze.
Suze?
Fuck it.
Nope!
I think you know
why I'm calling.
Dr. Waters is
furious, and so am I.
You've missed over half
your classes this summer.
Do you even want to be here?
Well, if you do,
then you'd better show up
to class tomorrow.
One more absence,
and you'll be expelled.
Kennedy?
Kennedy.
Okay. I'll go.
Tomorrow I'll go.
Okay.
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Delaney.
- Kennedy.
- You been good?
- Yeah, yeah, amazing.
You?
It's unclear.
Why didn't you just get,
like, a big bottle of that?
Oh...
Uh, 'cuz, like, the
small ones are...
Did you steal those?
Do your worst.
No, I did not steal them.
Okay, but, like,
it doesn't really make sense...
Delaney, let's just appreciate
that Reed acquired
some tiny malorts.
Reed?
You, uh... you
brought the booze.
- Thank you.
- Yes.
Yeah, you are welcome.
- Thank you.
- No, thank you.
Where did you find
all these little guys anyways?
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Some people say
I sound like Tom,
from Tom and Jerry.
Oh! Hey guys.
Blake.
What are you doing here?
Just out for, uh... for a walk.
- Why are you breathing so hard?
- Huh?
And why are you not
wearing any shoes?
I like grass.
You guys, this is Blake.
We're considering friendship.
- Are you coming?
- What?
Oh, uh, I'm just, uh...
Whatever. I could.
Knew you would.
Alright, let's scoot, booties.
Wait, wait, wait.
- Malort?
- Granted.
- Thank you.
- Malorts?
These are... special.
Um, just how I hope
tonight will be.
I want all you guys to know
I appreciate you coming.
I consider this to
be the last night
in the fucked-up
phase of my life.
- Better be a good one.
- Yeah!
- The best one.
- Well, cheers.
Ah what the fuck...
A+ drinks, Reed.
Woah.
You're gonna break
the glass my guy.
Relax, relax.
Hey, Mikey...
My manager's telling me
I need to see an I.D.
I'm 30, and I'm
here all the time.
You're eating a Lunchable.
That's my....
Relax.
Oh, fuck.
My guy.
Ohhh, dunk it right
in the beer. Nice.
I'm not gonna let him fire me
over the phone.
I have a plan.
Whoa.
- Look at this one.
- Guys.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, guys.
Guys, guys, are we seriously
gonna go in there?
There's something
in the air here.
It's heavy, it's thick.
That's the humidity.
No. It's the secrets.
I can feel them.
- I, too, can feel them.
- Yeah, okay.
This is definitely locked.
The gates to paradise
are locked and bolted.
Find a way to slip through
unnoticed.
Guys let's just, let's
just go somewhere else, like,
preferably, like,
without a big fancy gate.
What?
What, somewhere
other than Paradise?
Yeah, but, like,
they probably have a camera.
Like, we could get arrested.
But would we?
- Welcome.
- She's nuts.
Guys, if I get
anything on my record,
I'm not getting into med school,
and it is all gonna be a waste.
Oh, my god... what
would be a waste?
Everything. College.
Like, my whole life.
Okay, well,
you'd always have this moment,
where you wasted it all!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Fuck.
It's amazing.
Follow me.
What is that?
So they know we care.
Do we care?
We appreciate.
C'mon!
- Wait, wait!
- What's she doing?
- Kennedy.
- Kennedy.
Kennedy,
don't be an idiot.
- Oh, what?
- Oh, my God, Kennedy.
Come on, let's go.
Go, go, go, go.
Shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit.
Shit.
Shiiittt...
It's Paradise.
Eee!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Hey, drinks on me!
Alright, a toast!
To...
Oh.
Oh, fuck.
Ah fuuuck.
There goes my life.
- Run!
- Hide!
I like Reed's plan.
Punks, fuck-ups,
goddamn pool-hoppers!
- And you.
- Huh?
Fight me like a man.
Where the fuck is Reed?
Fuck off, dad!
Blake, is that your dad?
No, it just slipped out.
Why are you on my property?
Who are you?
What do you want from me?
Okay let's
go, let's go, let's go!
Hurry, come on! Hurry!
Sorry, sorry, sorry...
Just leave
the malorts Reed!
No, we need them!
Yes Reed!
Sorry!
You'll be sorry!
What the fuck?
Look, another pool!
Let's go, let's go!
Whoo!
Oh, shit!
Hey! Hey
hey! I'll call the police!
I got you, Delaney.
Oh, my god.
- They never end.
- So much pool.
Reed, be careful!
Reed, what
are you doing?
A toast,
- to...
- AHHH!
Reed!
Fuck this!
I told you you'd be sorry!
We are! We are!
Go, go, go.
Okay, okay.
- You okay?
- Guys, we should probably,
like, keep moving,
'cuz somebody like
definitely called the cops.
Don't worry, cops
are super slow around here.
- They're
fast. They're super fast.
Stop! You
are under arrest!
You are required by law to
to...
- Holy shit.
- Good lord.
- Fuck.
- This...
Are you seeing this?
- It's incredible.
- Wow.
This is dope.
Bad Kennedy. Bad!
Kennedy!
Come on!
Uh... fuck
it! Go, go, go, go!
Stay low,
stay low, stay low.
Come on, come on...
Go! Go, go...
Follow me, come on!
Let's go, let's go.
Oh, thank god.
She's beautiful.
Shouldn't we be hiding?
The cops are after us.
Shh!
What better place to hide
than in a dark pool?
Under the, the cloak...
Do not say it.
Of the night.
Kennedy! Stop!
Shh!
Could you pass me a Malort?
- You bitch.
- Go, go, go.
My little ones.
You're the best.
Ahg.
Oh, no, what are you doing?
Bless you, child.
- Ahhh, it tingles...
- Do it to me.
I feel it down my spine.
Wait, feel this.
Just let it happen.
What is that?
Ooh, ooh, what is that?
God
is inside this pool.
Shh, shh!
Wait, laugh underwater!
Alright, hey, listen.
Three
two
one... go!
What?
What, I just didn't
want to play.
Alright, go back under.
I'll give you some air so
you can win, yeah?
Okay.
Yeah, no, no, no,
that was a one-time thing.
Right, but you said
that last time.
- What?
- Third place.
Congrats.
Thanks.
Yeah, you beat me, so...
Yeah Delaney came in last,
'cuz she's bad.
Oh.
Second place.
That's pretty good.
Shane's not bad,
and Delaney here is awful.
Hey, we all have
different lung capacities.
I don't think we have
to cast judgment.
And maybe my lung capacity will
never match your lung capacity,
and that's fine.
Just accept it for what it is.
Sure you could.
Why couldn't you?
Well, because I don't spend
every second of every
day working out,
because I'm too busy
becoming a boss.
Guys, is Kennedy
still underwater?
Um...
Jesus!
You won a long time ago.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
Why didn't you come up?
I just
I just wanted to
I just wanted to win.
Alright, maybe you
take a break, yeah?
Come on, come on.
I'm okay.
I love the lung game,
but don't push it so hard.
Okay? Not underwater.
Killer set of pipes, though.
Guys, that was kind of loud.
No, that was fucking weird.
You think she's okay?
I barely know her, so.
I don't know.
She's been a little strange
ever since her dad died.
- When was that?
- Last summer.
I guess it was right
before school started.
- How did he die?
- Stroke.
And she just honestly, like,
never wanted to talk about it.
And then kind of
just faded away, so
you know, I don't really know
what's up with her.
Ohhh, my god.
Shh!
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Shhh!
- Stop talking!
Calm down!
They left a note
for the pool boy!
They're gone.
They're gone!
Reed, a round please.
Listen, a round might be
all we have left, so...
- Here.
- Gimme, gimme, gimme.
Yes.
These are actually starting
to taste really good.
Alright, hey.
A toast! To...
To people's pools!
And to sharing them.
And to sharing
them with you guys.
- Cheers!
- Yeah.
Whoo!
Yeah, I
fucking love you guys.
- Yeah! Woo!
- Ah!
Sounds like you're peeing.
Damn, you're good.
Wait a second,
you're, like, actually peeing?
- Maybe.
- Eww, cool, disgusting.
Oh, come on.
We all got our secrets.
Like the fact that we have all
peed in this pool.
- Aw.
- Blake!
Yes.
Okay, well, we're not
all children here.
Okay, we'll see about that.
Delaney, would you
like to play a game
of truth or dare?
- Delaney, truth or dare?
- Ugh, fine.
Dare.
Okay.
I dare you to pee in the pool.
Ew! No way!
- Truth.
- Okay.
Have you peed in the pool?
Okay, fine.
I peed a little bit, but
it was only a little,
and I stay super hydrated.
So it's really,
really clear, okay?
Okay, I'm next.
Kennedy. Yes?
Truth or dare?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
you can't dare yourself.
It's too late. Dare.
I dare you to go find us
some more booze.
Okay, I will!
That's illegal.
Alright, that's
breaking and entering.
It's not even a dare.
It's too late! I've been dared!
Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, Kennedy.
There
you are, Kennedy.
Keep at it until you
cross the finish line,
wherever it is.
Ah, the journey won't do
without difficulty.
It never quite goes
how you planned.
But don't give up.
Not when you're so close
to that second wind.
You have the key now.
In a literal, but
deeply metaphorical way.
No, I don't think
Dale would mind.
Well, he would.
But I wouldn't.
The mansion's all mine tonight,
and I make the rules.
Or don't make them at all.
I have been locked
in the shadows
since the surprise
birthday party
that rocked Dale's
world in 2014.
The last time he ever quit
worrying and really let loose.
The happiest moment of his life.
A moment he stashed away.
A Dale he's left behind.
Maybe you can do better
for your selves, Kennedy.
Maybe, if you hear your shadow
whispering...
you'll listen.
Uh...
The house is ours.
I'm thirsty.
Yep.
Uh.
Yes, Blake?
I know you wanna dance.
Not a chance.
Oh, come on.
I can see you dancing already.
The music is literally pulsating
through your body.
Come on.
You guys like sardines?
- What?
- Sardines.
It's like hide and seek,
except one person hides,
and then everybody else seeks.
And then once you find
the person that was hiding,
then everybody hides
with that person.
Mmhmm. I'm gonna start,
'cuz you guys aren't protesting.
So everybody close your eyes
and count to 100.
Hold up, hold up.
Hold up, hold up, hold up.
- What is that?
- What is that?
Oh, this?
This is... chewing tobacco.
It's a mean buzz.
And on top of that,
it's some major
brain juice, my man.
Ha-hahhh.
Hey, listen, don't...
Hey, look at me.
You don't want to keep that
in your mouth for too long.
Bad stuff starts to happen.
Alright? I'm ready.
Here we go.
One, two, three
I'll
be in the basement.
...five, six, seven...
But this is a game
and I'm lying.
But I'll be in the basement.
...nine, ten, eleven
I wasn't ready yet!
Twenty-four, twenty-five,
twenty-six, twenty-seven...
Sixty-five, sixty-six...
Okay, fine, a hundred, let's go!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Yes.
Yes.
But no mo' procrasti-cration.
No more procrastination.
You had your fun.
No more.
You too.
Okay.
That's enough.
Kennedy.
Kennedy?
Ah!
I found ya...
Brain juice.
How'd you find me?
You left
the door open.
You left the light on.
You burped.
Yeah well you can't
hide too good.
It's boring if nobody finds you.
I'm so loose.
Damn.
I'm like a big stack of Jell-O.
- You okay?
- Oh, yeah.
I love-I love Jell-O.
Kennedy?
I'll be in the basement.
But this is a game
and I'm lying.
But I'll be in the
basement.
Kennedyyy.
Ow!
So what do we do now?
We... we wait.
And secrets.
Okay, Jell-O head.
Give me a juicy one.
Umm, I got all F's in school.
What?
How do you even get all F's?
I've only been in class
like nine times all summer.
Out of like a million.
- Why don't you go?
- I can't.
I can't. I've tried.
I just end up writing
the whole time.
- It's ridiculous.
- Okay.
Okay, well, writing what?
Just doodles.
Doodlies.
You're gonna to get
kicked out, though.
Yeah.
Tomorrow, if I don't
go, I'll get kicked out.
- Are you gonna?
- Yeah.
Promise?
Since when do you care?
- What?
- You...
You faded away.
After he died,
you just... Vapor.
In the wind.
You didn't wanna
deal with me anymore.
You didn't want me to tarnish
your perfect little life.
Kennedy, I didn't
ever mean to...
Delaney.
Everything has to
be perfect for you.
I used to fit the bill,
and then I didn't.
Kennedy, you're being crazy.
- Why are you saying this?
- I'm not being crazy.
I'm... I'm just Jell-O.
And it's true.
I just... I don't... I don't get
what you're like
I played you my song.
I didn't play that
for anybody else.
And... and you just walked out
right in the middle of it.
You took a fucking phone call.
I'm gonna go hide
somewhere else.
- Check this out.
- Yeah.
Ah!
Definitely thought she was
under there. This girl's good.
Hey.
Oh!
Stop. Stop, stop, stop.
- I'm sorry.
- What's wrong? What's wrong?
It doesn't feel right.
You know, I... I
already kissed Delaney.
I... um, she
she knew that I... I wanted...
No, no, no, no.
It's, it's, it's my
fault, if anything.
I mean, I made the first move,
but, I mean,
she doesn't even really
like me, anyway, so...
What, what do you
even see in her?
I mean, she... she's mean.
And she thinks
you're dumb, and...
No, I...
No...
Oh fuck.
Ow!
Kennedyyy.
If... she was lying
why would she tell
me the lie at all?
Huh? That just makes no sense.
But if she was telling
the truth, the lie
is the
part about lying.
Ah, brilliant.
Kennedy!
OH!
She was lying to you, Blake.
She was telling the
truth about the lying.
But this was always a Hail Mary,
and you're no '85 Bears.
Tried for a touchdown, but you
landed in the friend zone.
AH!
DAD!
DAAAAAD!
I found you.
Are you okay?
Do you want me to go?
No.
You don't have to say
anything, but, um.
I am right here.
Why do you even care about me?
Reflexes, I guess.
What?
You're human, and
I'm human, too.
What happened?
Delaney already kissed Reed.
She doesn't even...
She doesn't even like him.
And I do.
I do, and he... wouldn't like...
But I'm disgusting,
or something.
Woah, what? No.
You're not disgusting.
You...
You are...
Do you feel any better?
You don't need him.
I guess I don't need her either.
Do you think I think
I'm too good for everyone?
I don't know that.
I know you definitely think
you're too good for me.
I... I don't
I don't think that.
You think that I'm dumb.
- I never said that.
- Maybe not to me.
You don't know about me.
Tell me.
Um.
I have brain fog.
And... fucking... depression.
What happened?
One too many concussions.
Had to quit football.
Eventually just had to quit
school altogether for a bit.
Post-concussion syndrome.
God, I'm... I'm so sorry.
I didn't know any of that.
I'm actually doing...
a lot better.
You know,
the working out keeps me sane.
Just have to pass my DPT exam.
And then you'll see
I'll get out of here.
I just... I just
- I gotta focus.
- DPT?
A Doctorate of Physical Therapy.
I figured... if I can't do it,
I'll just help the
next guy get it done.
I thought I was
gonna get drafted.
Okay. Um.
I will leave you to it.
Hey, hey, hey...
Uh, wait, wait.
Wait. Um.
I just... I just
wanted to say...
Fuck, I'm just so fucking hot
in this stupid fucking fur.
So is this where
everyone's been hiding?
No one's really hiding anymore.
Is the game over?
Get in here.
Oof.
You smell disgusting.
- You smell like a liar.
- What?
Oh, did you go to the basement?
Mm-mm.
I went to the friend zone.
Oh... oh, what?
Trick question. Ditka is god.
I'll never trick you
again, I promise.
We're friends now.
Friends?
Friends.
Come here, sleepy.
Oh.
Oh yeah.
You're fired!
Just like that?
You fucked me bad yesterday.
And it wasn't the first time,
or the second time.
I could go on.
It's become abusive.
I think I could've
handled things better.
But, sir, you gotta understand.
- That Dale guy, he's...
- Garbage? Really?
You left a pile of garbage
in the guy's driveway.
That was essentially
an accident.
- Those for me?
- Thought you'd like them.
- You're still fired.
- Bossman, come on.
You can't fire a guy
who's holding flowers.
You know
I will take those.
Next time bring 'em
before you fuck me!
Oh...
Oh fuck...
Ohh.
Guys, guys, we gotta go.
We're in someone's
house, wake up!
Delaney. Reed.
Guys, guys, wake up.
We're in someone's
house, we gotta go.
Reed Reed Reed Reed,
we have to go we have to go!
- We have to go!
- Let's go, let's go,
let's go then! Let's go!
You're fucking naked, bro.
Guys, guys, come on.
Let's go, we gotta go.
We're in someone's house.
Guys, wake up.
Come on, come on, come on.
We gotta change and we gotta go!
Somebody could come home
at any second.
Yeah, yeah, I'm
coming. Yeah, let's go.
- Come on, come on, come on!
- No I wanna sleep.
- What's the rush?
- Don't you have class?
At noon.
Alright, well, I
already had one class,
and I have another
one in 30 minutes
that I'm trying to make.
So can we please just go?
Okay Blake, you can afford
to miss one more class.
No, I actually really can't.
I have to take the
MCAT in 10 months.
Meow.
These people could come home
at any second,
and we could get arrested,
and then my life will
actually be over.
Boohoo... stop being
so dramatic, Dr. Blake.
I'm not being dramatic.
You may think that I'm a nerd,
but I wanna be a fucking doctor.
That's the life that I want.
I don't have a backup plan.
Look, I felt fucking
fearless last night.
And I love you for it,
and I will never
forget that feeling
for as long as I live.
But I've got to get on with it,
and I think we should
all quit while we're ahead.
So are you coming?
- Probably should, huh?
- I would.
- Come on.
- Okay.
My head is pounding...
Alright, back to school.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- You ready?
- Yeah. Yeah I'm...
Um, uh, wait, wait.
When you played me your song
after the funeral
the phone call was fake.
Yeah, dude, I know
that was fake.
Well, no, but what I'm saying
is that I only left because
your song was about
to make me cry.
And I didn't want
you to see that,
and I know that's really stupid.
But it was good, Kennedy.
It was... really, really good.
I'm sorry.
I miss you.
I came here because
I fucking miss you.
I missed you too.
Come on.
I'm gonna be late
for class, come on.
- You're a noob.
- I'm coming.
You already are.
- Come on, come here.
- I'm coming, jeez.
- Are you coming?
- Yep.
I'm coming.
Kennedy, let's go.
Yeah, just a second.
I just...
Kennedy,
you heard the man.
He's gotta get back to class.
Oh no...
- Kennedy!
- Yo yo!
Kennedy,
what are you doing?
What are you doing?
Even if you don't get caught,
you're just gonna get
expelled from school.
- So why aren't you coming?
- I don't know, I can't.
Of course you can, Kennedy.
No, there's something
fucking wrong with me.
- I can't do it.
- You have to.
You do not live here.
- I'm not ready.
- It's fine.
You don't have to be ready.
You know, you'll, you'll
I'm not coming, Delaney.
We cannot just leave you here.
Okay, then stay with me.
Well, we can't do that either.
Dude, then go.
You guys, I'm fine.
I'll catch up with
you later, just go.
Okay.
Hey.
Don't go holding your breath
without me, okay?
Wouldn't think of it.
And you're
throwing the curve,
trying to gut me for thousands.
I'm calling your
company to complain.
I want a new AC guy.
70 is a fire from hell!
Pack your things, we're going to
the loft until this blows over!
Ahh!
Ohhh
fuck you, Dale.
Goddammit Dale.
What the fuck am I
gonna do now, huh?
God... plenty of money
to just listen to me.
Get a new unit, but no.
No, you gotta get mad.
And you gotta get me fired.
In your big 'ole mansion with
all your money to...
We're going tothe
loft until this blows over!
Big 'ole mansion.
Plenty of money.
Kennedy?
- Kenne...
- I'm right here.
How did you find me?
Your friend Delaney
was very concerned about you.
She said you were
house-sitting here?
Oh, yeah.
She begged me not to expel you,
so here I am to give you
one last fighting chance.
Ahh, the old college try.
Will you just be serious?
I'm sorry. I'm... I'm
I was gonna go back to class,
I always meant to.
I guess I've just been...
procrastinating, or, some
I don't understand.
What's so difficult
about going to class?
Are they really that bad?
They're not that good.
If you just show up,
these problems
that you're having,
they would start to go away.
Just put your head
down and do it.
I am giving you
that final chance
only because I know what
a great student you could be.
But if you don't go
to class tomorrow, you're done.
Forever.
Okay, but what if
I do go to class?
And then I keep going to class,
and I keep putting my head down
until I completely suffocate,
and then there's no me anymore
'cuz I'm dead.
And maybe I do
get that good job,
and maybe I even like it.
But I'm dead.
Look, do you really want
to give up a once-in-a-lifetime
scholarship?
Or do you just want
to get through it
and make your father proud?
I still believe in you, Kennedy.
I know your dad would, too.
Class starts at 10:30 tomorrow,
in case you forgot.
- Okay.
- Okay?
Yep. I'll come tomorrow.
No
more running away.
Nope, no more running away,
I'm gonna come to
class tomorrow.
Okay, good.
Then you are going
to need these.
I found them in the trash can
in your dorm when I
was looking for you.
Most of the text
is still legible.
You will have some tests
you're going to have to make up.
So... what are those, anyway?
Yo!
- Where you going, my guy?
- I'm
going out. Out for the night.
Dressed like a burglar?
No.
- Why are you wearing that cap?
- It's new.
It's not a cap.
- Hey!
- It's a mask!
I'm wearing it as a
cap tonight, okay?
You're not
leaving the house.
OHHH!
WHY would you do that?
I thought it would
make you not leave.
Opposite.
It's making me yes-leave.
It's oat milk.
So?
No stinky.
Ooh...
Fuck it.
Ha-haaa!
Oh my guy...
My guy.
Ohhh baby.
Come on.
Shh...
Beautiful.
What are you doing?
Oh, oh!
Oh my God.
- Who are you?
- Who are you?
- I asked you first!
- I'm sorry,
but this is not your house.
Well, it isn't
your house either.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm robbing the place.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm enjoying the space.
Hm. Why?
What do you mean, why?
Because it's
it's my last night of freedom
before I have to go and join
the real world forever.
You're not stealing anything.
No, I'm not stealing anything.
Well, why not? You
already broke in.
'Cuz I'm not a thief, thief.
You're stealing their house
while they're gone!
I'm not stealing it,
I'm borrowing it!
Burglary! You are stealing time.
I'm not stealing time.
If I could steal time,
then I would steal all of it.
You cannot steal time,
I'm caressing it.
You are fondling it,
and you're trespassing it.
And you are in as much hot water
as I am right now.
Oh I severely doubt that.
Well did you know
that if Dale and Susie Thompson
came home right now,
they could legally shoot you?
No.
- Did you?
- Yeah, I did.
That's why I brought this.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Hey, hey, relax!
- Relax.
- Oh, my God!
- Jesus.
- It's a fake.
Just in case.
What, just in case you
need to fake shoot someone?
No, just in case I
need to fake threaten
to shoot someone who's
real threatening to shoot me.
- Does that make sense to you?
- Jesus Christ.
Fuck! Godddammit,
it's so hot in here!
- Ah-ah.
- The fucking AC, dude.
Are you who I think you are?
Who do you think I am?
You're the, the,
the air conditioner.
Oh my god.
- We meet again.
- Robbing the same house.
I'm not robbing the house.
We're thick as thieves.
I don't think that
the full thickness of a thief
is upon me.
You're a real cavalier,
did you know that?
Dude, I realize I may have been
a cavalier to you the other day,
but I don't think I'm being
cavalier right now.
Cleveland, we got a problem!
This girl doesn't
know she's a cavalier.
I'm not a
Cleveland Cavalier.
You are LeBron
James in his prime.
I'm... I'm Kennedy!
My name's Kennedy,
I'm not LeBron James.
- Understood.
- Great.
- I'm Michael.
- Okay.
It's nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, too.
I've got a lot of
respect for what you do.
- Thank you.
- Yeah, you're welcome.
Means a lot to me.
That being said, it's
really hot in here.
Mmm.
Was that it?
- Yeah.
- That's it? Really?
I fixed the machine yesterday.
It just needs to stay
above 70 to work.
Well, I, uh
I should probably get
on with my robbery.
Whoa.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
And get out of here.
Place will cool down to 70.
- It'll just take an hour or so.
- Cool.
- Cool.
- Cool.
You know what?
I actually know a way to cool
this place down faster for you.
- You do?
- Yeah.
So you can get some sleep.
I need that to happen, please.
Okay.
Little trick I learned.
Turns out the vibrations
of really loud music actually
help cool the air down.
What?
That sounds super made up.
Well, like I said, little trick.
Whoo!
Alright.
Uhh.
Hellooo.
You were down there a while.
You don't like it down there?
Ohh, no, I just kind
of prefer breathing
and champagne.
- Wait.
- Hm?
That's my watch.
I didn't know it was
yours when I took it.
- You can have it.
- No, come on.
No, it's fine.
That's ridiculous.
No, really, it's fine.
I hate that watch.
- Enjoy.
- Mm.
Well at least I am
getting something
from the whole escapade.
What about all the
stuff you stole?
Mm-mm.
- I think I'm gonna leave it.
- But you could be rich.
But it wouldn't be mine.
Not really.
So I think I'm gonna take
the time like you.
Mm.
You got good
taste, by the way.
It was my dad's watch.
Was?
He died.
Jesus, Kennedy.
Sorry.
No, I'm sorry.
What happened?
Stroke.
- Well that's awful.
- Yeah.
Probably wouldn't have died,
but he was in the
pool when it happened
and he drowned.
Okay, I am very sorry.
And I am not going to take this.
No, no. Stop, stop.
Really, take it.
I can't.
I'm really just tired
of looking at it.
I didn't mean to drop a bomb
on you like that, okay?
So don't get all,
like, obliterated.
Okay.
Hey, come on, man, cheer up.
It's my last night of freedom,
I wanna have fun!
- You wanna have fun?
- Yeah. Hey!
Splashing? That's
your idea of fun?
Yeah, maybe.
Ah... I don't get this whole,
uh, last night thing.
You keep making it sound like
you're going to jail tomorrow.
No, I just have to... I just
have to go back to school,
and get all serious.
You in school for music?
Economics.
What?
- Why not music?
- That's not a real job.
- Sure it is.
- Maybe for some people.
- You're one of those people.
- Yeah, right.
Have you ever even tried?
What?
Has anyone even heard
you sing before?
No, not really.
You don't even realize that
I was about to leave the house,
but then I heard you singing.
Oh my god.
I had to
see who you were.
I've never heard anyone sing
like that before.
Enough about me.
What do you wanna do?
Besides being the air
conditioning king of Chicago.
Mmm.
Yeah.
People always ask me that.
- Yeah?
- Mm-hm.
I tell 'em... I'm
an AC mechanic.
Mm-hm.
And then they, uh, they skip
right over that
and they ask me what
I'm really passionate about.
It never crosses their minds
that maybe, just maybe,
I'm already doing
what I wanna do.
Hmm.
I'm just too
embarrassed to admit it.
Why would you be embarrassed?
Because it's gritty.
It's blue collar.
You do it with your hands.
That's what I like
about it, you know?
I like driving around in my van
with the windows down,
blastin' music,
and rippin' cigs.
Hm.
I like my job being
done when it's done.
And I like coming home sweaty,
and I like having
a fucking beer.
I like meeting weird
people, every day,
and giving 'em something,
or, or, or... learning something
from them.
And if I ever get bored of it.
I'll fucking quit.
'Cuz I don't want
to shove my nose
in some rich guy's asshole
and grind out 30 years
until I'm rich and happy myself.
Because I want what I want now.
Right now.
It's always now.
- Why are you crying?
- I'm not crying.
- You're crying.
- No I'm not.
Kennedy!
Come up!
Kennedy!
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Come on!
Hey, what happened?
- What?
- I'm fine!
- No, you're not fine!
- I'm fine.
Why weren't you coming up?
Yes I am, I was gonna come up!
Well you weren't coming up!
I just wanted to stay down
a little bit longer!
What the hell is
going on with you?
- You could have...
- I just wanna see him again.
I just wanna hear from him.
Something, anything,
I just want.
I just want him to
tell me that it's okay.
Tell you what's okay?
Everything.
I'm a fuck-up.
I don't know what's
wrong with me.
You ever think maybe
nothing's wrong with you?
Maybe it's all
happening for a reason?
I don't... I don't know.
I used to be good at school
and I used to like it.
And now I just like...
what am I doing?
Maybe you were doing it for him.
And now it's just you.
He wouldn't want me
to drop out of school, though.
I know that he wouldn't.
That's... that's all that
my mom ever says.
Of course he wouldn't,
of course he wouldn't!
Neither would your friends.
They just want you to be okay.
They would never tell you
to take some huge risk
that could potentially hurt you.
That's what strangers
like me are for.
Breaking into people's houses
and telling kids
to drop out of school.
I'm telling you
I see something in you
that those people can't see
because they love you too much.
And they know you too well.
I don't know who you used to be.
I only know you right now.
And I can see the person
desperately trying
to burst out of you.
The fuck-up?
That's how people will
see it at first, sure.
But what if I really do
fuck up and then
everything that I did is
is just a waste and for nothing?
- Then what am I...
- Nothing matters.
- That's sad.
- No, it's not.
Yeah, okay.
It is.
But it's also not.
It's freeing.
I like free.
Free is happy.
But so unclear.
You're so worried
about the future
that you don't even realize
it's already happening.
I wouldn't even
know where to start.
How about right now?
Right now?
Right now.
Rise and shine, baby Mozart.
Hey.
- Hey.
- Hm?
We just woke up in Dale
and Susie's lovely home.
And we need to get the fuck out.
- What time is it?
- Uhhh, 1:00 pm?
Wait! Fuck!
Dude, where's your...
where's your car?
Uhh, it's right here.
Are you really
gonna steal a Ferrari?
I'm not stealing.
I'm borrowing.
Woo! Yeah!
Right here, right
here, right here!
- Whoo!
- Go!
- Oh!
- Ah!
Ah!
You can't stop me. Ah!
Ah!
Miss Lewis!
- Hi, Miss Lewis.
- Kennedy.
Hi. I'm here.
I see.
Um, uh.
Okay, uh... listen,
I just wanted to...
I want to apologize
about all my
absences, in the past
I'm really sorry
about all of them,
but I have a really important
question to ask you.
Oh, sure.
What is it?
So, I know that I'm here
on a, on a shepardship
schoolersh... man's scholars...
A Shepard Silverman scholarship.
Yes, that one.
But I was just wondering
if it's possible
if I could switch
to a music major.
Something with, with piano
and, and, and singing.
It's... I... it's
a little tricky,
but it... it... it would
have been possible, yes.
I'll come to every
class, I promise you,
because I actually know
what I want to do now and I'm...
That's great.
As I said, you could
have found a way to do it.
Wha
I don't... why are you saying
I could have...
You missed class this morning.
Yeah, but Miss Lewis,
that was my old major.
If I switched...
You're not a student
here anymore.
- But...
- I'm so sorry, Kennedy.
I... I fought for you.
I did.
But we have rules here.
Standards that even
I can't violate.
I don't know what to tell you.
Your dorm room needs
to be cleaned out in 24 hours.
I'm glad that you figured out
what you wanted to do.
I... I wish we could help you.
I do.
What's so funny?
I did not expect to
feel so relieved.
To answer your
question, Miss Lewis,
I do not want to be here.
Thank you.
Autumn in Chicagoland.
Now the blistering
heat will be blown out
by the blistering cold.
The pools will freeze
over for winter,
and the pools will blossom
again for summer.
The seasons will keep changing,
but the future will keep
unfolding the only way
it knows how.
Now.
You decided to become
a full-time fuck-up.
At least until I can get
my head on straight.
Ooo, I don't think you'll ever
get your head on straight.
Yeah, I know.
That's the point.
You look happy.
I feel free.