[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[both grunting]

♪ ♪

Aah!

♪ ♪

[gasping]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[passengers exclaiming]

♪ ♪

Go, move, get out of my way!

Somebody grab him!

[grunts]

♪ ♪

No, no, no, no.

♪ ♪

- Please stand back...

♪ ♪

- Get out of my way! Move!

Aah!

[grunts]

No! [yells]

[desolate music]

[mumbling]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[stirring music]

♪ ♪

[Car Seat Headrest's "1937 State Park"]

♪ No one should ever have to look at themselves ♪

No!

♪ High school teen dream ♪

♪ Dies in the hospital ♪

♪ Leaves behind a journal and a pair of Air Jordans ♪

♪ Lyrics of popular rock ballads ♪

♪ Changed to include his name ♪

♪ I'm taking back my heart ♪

♪ You were digging a hole for it six feet deep ♪

♪ At the state park at the state park ♪

[music continues over earpiece]

Henry, you're gonna make me late for school again!

Come on!

You take more pills than my grandma.

- Well, you dress like mine.

- Oh. - Good morning, girls.

- Hi. - Good morning.

Mom.

I made you scrambled eggs and cream cheese.

Your favorite.

Can I take my car out after school?

Yeah, as soon as I'm home from work.

Can I go alone if I stay close to the house?

No, no--not until the doctor says it's okay.

Could you just please sit down and have a bite of those eggs

that I slaved, like, three minutes in the kitchen over?

You can't take your pills on an empty stomach.

Well, she's not hungry 'cause she had herself

a midnight snack.

It's still sitting there.

Do we need to have another talk about wasting?

Uh, no, 'cause I plan on finishing this later.

Did you go out last night?

Um, just for some air.

In the middle of the night?

The air is out there all night long.

I don't know what that means. You're talking about air?

Why do I always have to take her to school?

'Cause she's family now.

She's not family, Dad.

Have a heart. Help your old man out.

♪ You and I drive away to our paradise ♪

I'll be out of your hair soon, okay?

What's that?

Just we never really stay in the same place

for longer than six months, so...

♪ So young and reckless wild and zealous ♪

Well, your mom's already beating my dad's record, so...

Only a matter of time before it ends, right?

♪ Here we go here we go ♪

- ♪ I don't have an apartment ♪

♪ Thought if I was smart I'd make it far, but ♪

♪ I'm still at the start ♪

♪ Guess I'm contagious ♪

♪ It'd be safest if you ran ♪

♪ That's what they all just end up doing in the end ♪

♪ Take my car and paint it black ♪

♪ Take my arm break it in half ♪

- If you don't like it, man, you can find your own damn ride

to school, huh?

- ♪ I need the buzz of a sub ♪

♪ Need the crack of a whip ♪

♪ Need some blood in the cut ♪

♪ I need noise ♪

♪ I need the buzz of a sub ♪

♪ Need the crack of a whip ♪

♪ Need some blood in the cut ♪

♪ ♪

- How's it going?

- Hi. - Hi.

You're not wearing your

spirit bracelet.

- Ooh, I left it in the trash. Sorry.

- Did you now?

Um, I was wondering if you

wanted to go to the game Friday.

- What do you think?

- Uh, I think if I keep asking you,

you know, my odds are bound to go up, right?

- Do you know that you've, like,

struck out ten times already?

For an athlete, your batting average is shit.

- Yeah, well, you know, at least I play with heart,

you know? And I'm not even, uh,

a baseball player, lucky for me.

[people cheering distantly]

- And now, a player who needs no introduction:

number 32, Clay Boone!

[cheers and applause]

- Now what's up, Reston?

Are you ready to kick the Rebels' ass this Friday?

Give me a W... - W!

- Give me an A... - A!

- Give me an R... - R!

- Give me another R! - R!

- Give me an I... - I!

- Give me an O... - O!

- Katy, good work.

You got a B plus.

Townes, you got an A, again.

Townes?

Townes. [snaps fingers] Hey!

Townes. - Uh, someone took my pen.

- Oh, come on. Not this again, Townes.

- Who took my blue pen?

My blue pen was stolen. - Townes...

- My blue pen was right here. - Earth to Townes!

Sit down. - My blue pen--

- Sick of you disrupting my class.

- Someone stole my pen. - Sit your ass down

before I tape it to your chair.

- My blue pen was stolen.

- I don't care about your pen. Take a seat.

- It was stolen! - Look, you have a black pen,

you have a red pen. You have two pens!

- It was stol-- - Sit down!

- I have a question for you, Shelly.

Why do we have to call you "Doctor"?

You're not actually a PhD, are you?

I actually looked you up, Mr. Gibson.

You did your post-grad

at the University of Cincinnati, right?

- Young lady, choose your next words very carefully.

- Well, they publish

their doctoral dissertations online.

- Okay, you know what? That's enough.

- Your Master's is there.

It's a rambling piece of shit

but it's there. - Principal's office, now.

- I just, like--it's odd that I couldn't

find your dissertation - You know what?

Get to the principal. - Don't touch me, dude.

- Let's go. Get out of my classroom.

Out of my class- - I said don't--dude!

- Miss Coles, get out of my classroom.

Uh, Miss Coles?

Miss Coles?

Uh...

Oh, Jesus.

Uh...

Sit down. But--just--

everybody just give her some space.

Oh, God.

Oh, shit.

Stay back.

Jesus Christ.

Uh, please call someone.

Uh...oh, God.

Um...somebody--

somebody call the nurse.

[machines hissing, beeping]

- This is Henrietta's second

myoclonic seizure in eight months?

- Actually, it's her third. She had one at the house,

but it was over so quickly that we didn't bring her in.

- I noticed that you left some of the questions blank here.

If we want to get to the bottom of these episodes,

it would be helpful if we had her father's medical history.

- Henry's father left when she was a little girl.

- Is there any other family on his side

we could track down?

- I'm sorry, no.

- Okay, we're going to up the dosage

of Henry's Carbamazepine and Lamotrigine.

Lucy at the front desk can help you out with that.

- Okay. - Um, can I--

What's going to happen with my license?

- Oh, yeah, Henry was hoping that

she could get her license back next month.

- I'm sorry.

Unfortunately, that's not going to be possible.

I have to file with the DMV this afternoon.

- Um, but the--

the doctor last time said that we could just

not tell the DMV for now, and we could wait.

- It's better for everyone if you didn't drive,

including you.

If we can get these seizures under control,

you can re-apply for your license in three years.

[desolate music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ A right for a right a wrong for a wrong ♪

♪ Was clearly not life's design ♪

♪ Figure out quickly that nothing gets answered ♪

♪ When you ask the universe why ♪

♪ Life is a journey to live is to worry ♪

♪ To love is to lose your damn mind ♪

♪ But living's a blessing so I'm not stressing ♪

[siren chirping]

- You'll get tired before I run out of gas, honey.

Evening.

We've had, uh, a rash of incidents lately.

Buddy Neil's RV,

a billboard last night,

uh, a school bus.

- I'm so sorry, officer.

What were you thinking?

- You told me it was important to express myself.

- Don't be a smartass.

You know that's not what I meant.

- You know, in most places,

tagging is considered an art form.

- You know what? Here, it's considered a felony.

- Look, I'm not looking to lock anyone up, folks.

If she pays a fine,

promises not to do it again,

I don't have to bring her before the judge.

- Thank you so much. I promise she will.

- Yeah, this will not happen again.

You have my word.

- Thanks for this.

Can I speak to Henry a moment?

- Yeah, of course.

- I know what it feels like

to be the new girl in town, believe me.

This particular town

doesn't do newcomers well.

But Henry,

you have to find other outlets.

[approaching footsteps]

- You're not even trying, Henry.

- Why should I?

- Well, you know,

this is a good opportunity for us, okay?

We could really build a life here.

I finally feel excited to come home to someone.

- Mom...

- What?

- You've said that same thing about, like, the last

five guys that you've dated.

- That is not fair.

- Yeah, it is. It is fair,

because this is what you do.

You find some guy,

you get sick of him,

and then I have to move to a new fucking town,

and we have this conversation every six months.

- Okay, was Burlington my fault

when you stole that motorcycle?

- What about Newton?

We had to leave in the middle of the night

because of Phil the asshole.

That wasn't because of me.

- Okay, you know what?

You're right, all right?

But we've both made some mistakes, and...