Kiss and Cry Page #3

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Normal. Why?

Oh, no reason.

- Okay, you'll be.

- Experiencing some.

- Or all of the side-effects.

- I just mentioned.

During your treatment.

Roll your sleeve up.

Do I get juice after?

What?

You know when people give

blood... ah, never mind.

Hold that, put pressure on it.

What an a**hole, right?

Oh, thank you so...

Did you just call me

an a**hole?

No, um, I was messaging

someone and I meant them.

Mm-hm,

I'll see you next week.

- At first I didn't get.

- All the gross side effects.

- They said I would.

- From chemo.

But you know what was gross?

Hey.

We ready?

You got this.

Relax.

Take a deep breath.

Deep breath.

Thanks, hun.

Okay so we're just

looking for any redness,

hardness, drainage, bruising.

And also be aware

of any bad odors.

You mean other

than Carley's breath?

Hello?

Hi, John.

- I tried to knock,

- but nobody came.

To the door,

so I just... Holy.

- We're just changing.

- Her trach tube.

Okay, got it.

- There we go,

- we got it.

- There, perfect.

- We got it, we got it.

Get another one.

Where?

Bathroom.

Upstairs bathroom!

Sorry!

Hurry up!

She can't breathe!

Come on, Sam, hurry up!

You're okay.

You're okay.

You're gonna be okay.

- Come on!

- We don't have much time!

I know!

Got it?

Sure. Okay.

I got it!

I got it, I got it.

May!

Okay.

- Okay. It's okay.

- It's okay.

- It's okay.

- Just try not to move!

Okay, okay, okay.

Stay calm okay?

Try not to move.

- Here we go, sweetie.

- Stay still.

Here we go, and...

So gross.

That's good.

I got it, I got it.

You sure you guys

don't need any help?

Oh, really, Mom,

we are fine.

This is not an indication

of my culinary skills.

- You saw that.

- That was completely him.

That was all him.

Look, really, you go relax

and you'll know dinner's ready

when smoke comes pouring

out of the kitchen.

I think they like you.

That's good.

I'm a pretty likable

guy though, so.

So when am I going

to meet your parents?

- Well, I figured after we.

- Burn down this kitchen,

We'll probably have

to go to my place.

Seriously.

Do you want to wait?

No, no.

Whenever you want, Carley.

What?

Uh...

Um... Let's just wait

until chemo's done.

Whenever you want.

Really.

Look, I should probably

tell you that... I love...

No, no!

What?

I was gonna tell you

how much I love carrots.

They are delicious.

- I should probably cut.

- Some more.

John.

Yeah?

You know this is going

to get ugly, right?

I don't care.

Okay, but just listen.

Come here.

Look, I'm gonna be bald,

and pukey and I'm

gonna smell like ass,

so I just want you to

picture all of that.

I don't know what

you want me to say.

You don't have permission

to feel bad for me.

I'm always going to be

there for you, Carley.

I promise.

That's a pretty big promise.

If you're in this...

promise me...

you will always smile.

Always.

I made you a promise.

So what did you

say you love again?

Actually I can't remember.

Oh, yeah?

You.

I love you, Carley.

Cool!

Okay, so, I'm recording this

video for posterity,

so if anyone, Sam,

Riley, finds this,

do not watch it or post it

under penalty of death.

Yeah, so there it is.

I'm in the same club

as Mr. Clean

- and the National.

- Bird of America.

I'm bald.

I miss my hair,

but this is awesome.

Instead of washing,

rinsing, conditioning,

towel drying, hair-fryer drying,

and applying hair products

for 45 minutes every morning.

I do this.

There, that you can post.

I can't hear you!

Is that a yes?

Yes, yes.

Just stand like a human.

I don't know how to.

Don't bend over!

Just keep your back straight!

- Oh, here we go!

- Okay... oof!

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm okay,

- I'm just embarrassed.

- I'm supposed.

- To hold you up.

- It's not your fault.

- You suck.

- You're evil,

- you know that?

- Hey, I'm giving you.

- A private skating lesson.

- At a severely discounted.

- Rate, so chill.

Okay.

No, but seriously though,

you owe me 20 bucks.

I don't have.

Hey, can we sit down?

Yeah.

You okay?

Please don't let me go.

That's better.

The cold air was like

a razor on my throat.

You know when we were kids

and we mastered a new skill,

our coaches would let

us ring that bell.

It was the best feeling.

- You know I have to.

- Try that now, right?

Not until you become

a master of not falling.

Oh, you're on.

How difficult can it be?

This is one that you do,

right?

Like this?

Whoa...

I will ring that bell!

Oh, no.

It's gonna be so perfect.

I'm so excited.

Hi guys!

I haven't seen you in so long!

How are you, Carley?

- Oh, I'm good.

- I'm really good.

I miss you guys.

We need to do frozen yogurt

or something healthier.

Heh, heh. Yeah, sure.

Can she come to

your party too?

I'll forward the

invite to you, Car.

It's just three,

10 people max.

There.

You're kind of an a**hole.

I just forgot.

What's their problem?

It's not like I'm contagious.

- They don't think.

- You're contagious.

- Then what?

- I'm gross?

- 'Cause I'm bald,

- skinny, sick.

Why are you even with me?

- I'm with you because.

- You make me happy.

- Because of the way you...

- No, stop it!

- I'm gross, and it.

- Actually makes me so mad.

That you're trying to pretend

I'm the same as I was.

Carley.

Carley, you are still the

smart, funny, beautiful girl

that you have always been.

It doesn't matter

what you look like.

- You have one of the.

- Most beautiful hearts.

- Your eyes...

- Ugh!

Just shut your mouth.

So is it any good?

It's great, Car.

You know this account

is public, right?

And?

Fifteen hundred people have

watched this already!

How you doing, Dad?

You warm enough?

Okay,

roll up your sleeve.

Did you see my video?

What video?

I did a song,

and it's on YouTube.

- Well I would lay off.

- The singing.

- 'Cause you don't want.

- To ruin your voice.

Otherwise you might not

be able to sing again

even if you get better.

When.

What?

Not if.

Look, I don't know if you

are taking this lightly,

or if everyone around you

is choosing

not to tell you what's

going on here,

but you need to know exactly

what you're dealing with.

- Do I have to be on.

- The actual brink of death.

For you to be nice to me?

Carley, I just said

lay off the singing.

No, you said if.

I'm sorry if that's harsh,

but you need to know exactly

what you're up against.

I'll see you next week.

Today was my first day

back at school in months.

My locker's going

to smell like sh*t.

Hey, Car.

Hey, Becks.

I'm sorry...

- ...about.

- Back at the rink.

I got freaked out.

It's just, I wasn't thinking.

I'm so sorry, Car.

I miss you.

I miss you so much.

I miss you too.

Um... I would have an excuse

to wear a hat inside,

but what are you doing?

Oh, my God!

What did you do?

Solidarity.

You look amazing.

- I want to show you.

- Something.

- Follow me.

- What?

Come on, run!

Oh, wait, what...

Look!

They were raising money

for cancer research.

Carley, I have short hair and I

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