(John chuckling)

You're all right.

You're all right.

(wolf howling)

So that wolf, he's out there.

Walking around by himself.

Calling out to his friends so they always know where he is.

- Is he scared?

- No, wolves don't get scared.

It's not in their genes.

They get weary, get smart.

- Like people.

- Yeah, like some people.

- I have nightmares.

(dramatic music)

- You wanna talk about 'em?

- Well, I'm in that room,

the floor just disappears,

and I fall, keep falling.

I scream, no sound comes out.

No one hears me.

So no one comes to help me.

- You know what dreams are?

It's your memories and your imagination all mixed together

into this soup of what's real, what's made-up.

But the thing about this soup is,

you can change the ingredients, Tate.

You can put in whatever you want to.

Any memory, any fantasy.

You can be a baseball star who opens Christmas presents

all day long.

So when you close your eyes later,

decide what you're gonna dream.

That'll be the dream.

(dramatic music)