Kiss and Cry Page #5

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saw him, he's adorable.

My...

My dad went.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

That comes after

your cat being alone?

It's weird, right.

Yeah.

Thank you.

For all of your help.

Well, thank you

for busting my ass.

It's weird to say it,

but you. Uh...

you killed cancer,

Carley.

Good job.

Watch your leg

on the landing!

Engage muscles.

You look like a rag doll

on figure skates.

Hey, Shin.

After a few months, I was

ready to start training again.

First, I give my apology.

I was bad coach.

No you weren't.

Good coach would have

known you were sick.

Well, I forgive you.

Hey, remember that thing

you said after I made elite?

Always treat

your triumphs like...

Funerals.

I remember.

It was about not letting

emotions rule your life.

Emotions lead to

mistakes, problems.

- Too many people.

- Think from here.

Not here.

You are rare person.

Well, apparently, I'm one

in a three and a half billion.

I can get a doctor's

note on that.

Shin, I want to

get back in shape.

Will this help?

Whoa, this is hard.

Carley, feel it?

Yeah.

Soon you will sweat

like a pig!

Run little piggy!

Seriously, quit smiling!

You look like

a Batman villain.

Faster!

And so I had a third of it,

which is the world's...

Oh, my gosh.

- And my legs started shaking.

- I'm like,

- I don't like what's going on.

- It's the legs shaking.

Oh, it's about to

get so much better.

- Carley.

- Hi!

- I'd like you to.

- Meet Mr. Bowman,

- He's one of our hospital's.

- Donors, and also...

- A senior official at.

- The National Hockey League.

- It is so nice to.

- Meet you, Carley.

- My wife and I.

- Love your videos.

Aw, nice to meet you.

- You have a beautiful.

- Singing voice.

Thank you so much.

- The NHL would.

- Like to offer you...

Season tickets?

We'd be delighted.

A chance to sing the.

National Anthem at a game.

- I don't know why.

- I just said that.

Well, you took a shot.

What do you say?

- I'm pretty much.

- Used to singing.

- n front of my.

- Family and friends,

But now I was about to

sing on national television

in front of millions of people.

Nervous?

No, singing's

sort of my thing, I'm...

I'm good...

I'm good.

Will you please remain

standing and welcome our singer

for tonight's

Canadian national anthem.

She was diagnosed

with an extremely rare

trachea cancer in 2013,

but that has not stopped her

from performing for us tonight.

Please join me in

welcoming Carley Allison!

Carley, can you

get the door please?

- Why are you setting.

- The table?

Please,

just give me a second.

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry, Carley.

- But I was never afraid.

- Of you or ashamed.

To introduce you to anyone.

I was embarrassed

of my own family.

They're loud, really loud.

My grandparents live with me.

They hardly speak

a word of English.

I just... I didn't want

to overwhelm you.

But I want you.

Me and you were

meant to be together.

Since I was too scared to

bring you to my family,

I brought

my family to you.

Good job.

Nice applause.

Are you kidding? I suck now.

That was embarrassing.

- If there were any judges.

- I would have gotten...

- Top scores.

- Are you crazy?

- Scores based.

- On difficulty.

- What you did.

- Was very difficult.

Yeah, for sure.

No jokes.

I am very proud

of you, Carley.

Forget competitions.

Forget medals.

This was your

greatest achievement.

Thank you, Shin.

Hey, why don't we grab

some Thai on the way home?

- Yeah, I could have Thai.

- That would be nice.

No, Sammy hates Thai.

- Come on.

- Have you ever had.

The pineapple fried rice

from Happy Thai?

No, is it really good?

- Oh May, it'll blow.

- Your mind.

It's beyond.

Ow! Okay,

what was that?

Sammy hates Thai!

- Let's just get.

- Pizza or something.

Pizza it is.

And what is it

you and the dimes?

She threw a dime at her

dad when she was about six

to get his attention

and she hasn't stopped.

If I had a dime for every

time she threw a dime.

No, Mom.

Hey, Doc.

So we good?

It spread to my lungs.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Sophie told me to write

a letter to cancer.

She said her dad did it and

it helped to focus his feels.

So, this is what I wrote.

F*** you, Cancer.

Okay, that was a little harsh.

Although I think it

is totally accurate.

I tried to look at it from

a different perspective.

"Dear Carley,."

"I'm Cancer."

"What's up?"

"How ya doing?"

You enjoying the weather?

Just kidding.

"I can't talk."

"You can't see me."

"I don't have any thoughts."

"I just start growing"

inside you,

"and the more I grow,"

"the more you die."

"Basically, I'm like"

a really needy friend.

"Except I'm not your friend."

"I don't care about"

you or who you are.

"All I do is wait for the right"

conditions to try and exist,

"and at some point you sat"

"in front of a"

microwave for too long,

"or had bad DNA, or maybe"

even just got unlucky.

"And that was all I needed."

"You're just a petri dish."

"Thanks for the ecosystem, dude."

"Love, Cancer."

In a figure staking

competition, the area where

you get your scores

is called the kiss and cry.

It was created by champions

who came long before me,

who realized it's not

about what happens

when you're in the box, just

how many times you're in it.

How many times you

keep putting yourself

out there for marks.

And keep coming back no

matter what the results are.

Treat funerals like triumphs.

What did that mean?

It means that life

is full of moments

in which you can choose

to smile or not smile.

Let's be real,

do I wish I was at school?

Yes.

Do I wish I could be

training every day?

Absolutely.

But these last two years

have taught me so much

that I refuse to believe

the cancer inside

of me is a killer.

It doesn't mean it's nice,

but we all can make the choice.

And I choose to smile.

That's my triumph.

A lot of things were kisses.

Cancer was a cry.

But it wasn't my only score.

So you might take me

away from all of this...

but you also remind me that

I got to leave my mark.

And that I am

surrounded by love.

All right.

Thank you, Mr. John.

No problem.

- You guys.

- Need anything?

Some hot chocolate?

Want to take the truck?

- No one drives.

- Your truck.

- If you want to take the truck,

- you can take the truck.

Don't be weird.

Just keep hoarding your

truck like a normal dad.

That's all right, Mark.

- We'll walk,

- it's not too far.

I will take that though.

Thank you, Mom.

- All right guys,

- see you in a bit.

See you in a bit.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Okay, go have fun.

You ready?

Yeah.

Just keep upright.

There you go.

Just push your feet.

See? So much better

than last year.

- Still can't stop,

- though.

You'll stop eventually.

Very funny.

You're always

making me look bad.

You look good to me.

You're just

forgetting one thing.

What's that?

Smile.

Always smile.

- I'm not sure if.

- You've ever heard.

- The name.

- Carley Allison before,

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