Letters to God Page #2

(Sighs)

Okay. Call me back.

Hey. Is he okay?

Yeah, he's okay.

Are you okay?

No. This whole thing stinks.

Well, I get that.

(Sighs)

When I'm struggling with something,

it really helps me to pray about it.

(Scoffs) Pray? Yeah.

What are we supposed

to pray for, exactly?

Dear God...

don't take Tyler.

You have Dad.

Isn't that enough?

Oh, Ben.

Prayer is just telling God what's in your heart

and asking Him to help you with it.

Well, maybe I don't want to tell God

what's in my heart.

I'm afraid to ask God to help Tyler.

I mean, what if He doesn't?

No, I can't.

Come on. Come on.

Dear Heavenly Father...

(Tyler) "Dear God...

"how many people are in heaven?

"Must be a lot.

"I know two, and I'm only eight."

(Granna) We are struggling, Lord.

We're scared,

and we need your guidance.

(Tyler) "I learned a new word today.

"Medu... lloblastoma...

or something.

"My mom says I'll be sick for a while,

"but it'll be okay."

"Why am I sick, God?

"The medicine stinks.

"But I don't have to take

my spelling test this week,

"so that's good."

"Can you see the stars from heaven?

"My dad said You made them all.

"I'm really glad to be

home from the hospital.

"But most of all,

"I really just wish

my mom would laugh.

"I miss that the most."

(Granna) In Jesus' name we pray.

Amen.

(Banging)

(Coughs)

Do I have to fill out a form or something?

Spoken like a true government worker.

Yeah.

(Sighs)

So, you're having trouble

quieting those demons tonight?

You having trouble remembering

you're just the bartender?

McDaniels,

if you keep pushing people away...

Save it. You're not my C.O. Anymore.

Ohh.

Uhh.

All right.

Oh, and, Jack... Jimmy Buffett called.

He wants his shirt back.

Ha!

( Michael Gleason: Throw Me a Line)

- (Dog barking)

- (Police siren)

Haunted heart

Tortured soul

I don't know

What it means to be free

I don't know

What it means to be me

(Baby crying)

Wounded pride

Cuts so deep

I don't know

How to make it all right

I don't know

How to make it through the night

Somebody throw me a line

'Cause I'm hanging by a thread

Hanging by a thread

And it's...

it's just a matter of time

Till it comes undone

(Police siren)

(Sighs)

(Ringing)

(Groaning)

- (Ringing continues)

- Oh!

Yeah?

(Lester) McDaniels,

have you lost your mind?

I leave you a message

to get your keister in here early,

and not only are you not here early,

you're not even here on time again.

If you're not in my office in 30 minutes...

There's a line a mile long

of people who want this job.

McDaniels, are you listening to me?

McDaniels?

(Knock on window)

Sam!

(Knocking continues)

It's about time.

I've been waiting for an hour.

My grandpa told me you were back.

My mom wouldn't let me come over till later.

I figured this was later.

Are you better?

I'm working on it.

Let me look at you.

Hmm. You don't look so bad.

I'm much better.

I think I'm going back to school even.

Oh! Thank goodness.

If I have to eat lunch one more day

with Ashley Turner, I'll just die!

I mean, it's horrible.

She smells like liverwurst.

- Ugh!

- (Laughs)

(Sighs) Well, here. I got you this.

Sweet! Thanks.

(Maddy) Ben, get up!

Quick! My mom's coming.

Hey, Tybo, you're awake.

Yep, I'm awake.

Just sitting here...

being awake.

Oh. Is that a new hat?

- You mean this thing?

- Mm-hm.

Mom. So, uh...

So, I'm going back to school today. Right?

(Sighs)

You think you're up to it?

- I think so.

- I don't know.

What do you think, Sam?

(Laughs)

I think he's ready.

- Way to be stealth, Sam!

- (Laughs) Hi, Miss Maddy.

- Hi, sweetheart. How are you?

- I'm fine.

- My grandpa told me Tyler was back.

- How is your grandpa?

- He's good.

- Good.

- And grumpy.

- (Laughs)

Okay. Good and grumpy, then.

(Laughs)

If you're going to school,

you ought to start getting ready.

- Yes!

- Yes!

Ah-ah-ah!

Front door, please.

Sure, Miss Maddy.

Thank you, young lady.

See you on the bus, Ty.

Oh, no. I've got to check him in,

so he'll see you there later.

Scoot!

Oh, come on. A walking route?

Yes.

You know, one foot in front of the other,

point A to point B,

deliver the mail in between.

If it's all the same to you,

I'd ratherjust keep working the line.

I can't do a walking route.

Oh, you can and you will.

Uh, here's the keys.

The truck is in 27 outside,

loaded and ready.

Here's your line of travel.

Heh. Follow the mail,

and you can't get lost.

Nancy's got your uniform out back.

You're already two hours behind,

so I'd step on it.

(Knock on door)

Yeah.

You ready?

- Mom?

- Mm-hm?

Do you think the kids at school

will make fun of me?

Some will.

Only because they don't know

what else to say.

Hmm.

What should I do if they do?

Wait. I know.

I'll do what Jesus would do.

You don't have to go, you know.

No. I have to go.

Sam needs me.

Ashley Turner smells like liverwurst.

(Laughs)

Mmm.

I am so proud of you.

Mmm! You're gonna have a great day.

(Sighs)

I'm in hell.

(Growls)

(Barking)

Good dog. Right?

Good dog.

Stay. Stay! Stay!

Uhh!

(Growling)

Let go!

(Growling)

(Barking)

(Barking continues)

Ohh!

(Sighs)

Whew! Whew.

- (Barks)

- Aah!

Ohh! Okay.

Bad dog. Bad dog!

Alex?

Can I catch his disease?

You know, if he spits on me or something?

No, you knucklehead.

He has cancer, not cooties.

Samantha, we don't call people names.

No, Alex, cancer is not contagious.

And Tyler's been through a lot.

He's missed over two months of school.

He's probably gonna be

a little scared at first,

so let's all welcome him back to class

with big smiles and hugs...

and kind words, Alex?

- If that's possible.

- Whatever.

Okay. While we're waiting

for him to get all signed in,

everybody put away your notebooks,

and let's get ready for lunch.

(Teacher) Tyler, welcome back.

(Kids) Hi, Tyler!

Mrs. Doherty, we were just getting ready

to go to lunch.

(School bell rings)

Okay, class, line up.

Line leaders?

Everybody, line up behind Amy.

- We are so glad to see Tyler.

- Oh, thank you.

- Is there anything I should look out for?

- Um, no.

He might get tired. If he does, just call me.

I'll come right back and pick him up.

- Okay. I'll keep an eye on him.

- Thank you.

Oh, oh, you know what?

He still has a central medicine line,

so just make sure

he doesn't get submerged in water.

- (Laughs)

- Sorry, that's silly.

You can stay if you'd like.

No, no. No, I'm fine. Thank you.

Okay.

(Overlapping chatter)

Bye.

He'll be fine.

(Kids chattering)

(Tyler) I'm going back

so they can give me medicine from a bag

- for a few days every month.

- (Boy) How does that make you feel?

Makes me feel sick.

They do that for a while.

Then I get my cells back,

and then I'm done.

Did they call you "Baldy"?

Heh. Is that why you wear

that funny hat?

I'm warning you, Alex.

Whatever.

I bet that radiation stuff hurts, huh?

Especially on a little wimp like you.

Nah. But they made me lay real still,

like, for five minutes a day,

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