I Am Potential (2015) - full transcript
A father's journey to help his blind and wheel-chair bound son to overcome impossible odds and allow the world to see his God-given potential.
(ethereal music)
- [Radio Announcer] Smith to
Williams out to the three,
no good.
Pervis rebounds, lay-up,
no good, no foul.
Rebounded by Grant.
That was a good call by
the officials.
Oregon State back down
on the floor, this has
been a 12 two run by Louisville.
It's a close one.
Back to Grant, Pervis
gets his hands on it.
Ball on the floor, out of bounds
off the leg of Grant from
Oregon State.
With 4:32 to go, Louisville
has the ball.
Ellison passes to Spencer
over to Smith back to Ellison.
He shoots and the three is good.
Louisville gets the lead.
(gasping in pain)
- Uh, just keep breathing.
Doing great.
- I am breathing!
- [Radio Announcer] Ooh, Ellison
steals the ball from Payton
passes to Payne and it's
up and in.
- Yeah, that's right!
- Patrick!
- What?
- Could you please just drive!
- I'm driving!
I'm telling you baby, one day
that's gonna be our boy
out there, fans screaming.
- Patrick!
(horn blares)
(gasping)
You said he was gonna
be a big football star.
- That too.
He's gonna take that field.
(groans)
Just, yeah.
Yeah.
- [Radio Announcer]
The three is good!
Never nervous Pervis
answers Oregon's call.
There's a time out on the floor.
- Keep breathing, we're
almost there, okay?
- Hey honey, you're doing great.
- If you want to just wait here
we'll get you when she's ready.
- Okay.
- Hi, sweetheart!
Good luck!
How is she?
- The doctors say she's doing
great.
- Good, good, good, good.
- Keep pushing, keep pushing!
(yells)
(panting)
(grunting)
(emotional music)
(baby cries)
- [Doctor] You have a son.
- Patrick Henry Hughes.
(knocks)
- How's Mama doing?
- She's good, they both are.
The doctors are just running
their tests.
- Sure are a lot of nurses in
there.
- Ah, you gotta be careful
nowadays.
Avoid all those crazy lawsuits.
- Well I'm sure he's fine,
honey.
- Good looking son you got
there.
- Yeah.
Yeah, he sure is.
Grandpa.
(chuckling)
(sighs)
- We discovered some anomalies.
- What do you mean, anomalies?
- Patrick Henry was born
with a rare condition.
It's called bilateral
anophthalmia.
He was born without eyes.
- What?
- There must be some...
- The ultrasound said that he
was healthy.
- I'm sorry.
It's easily missed.
I'm afraid there's more.
We think Patrick was born
with some sort of dwarfism.
His joints didn't form properly.
With surgery, he should be
able to walk.
(crying)
But he still will have
limited mobility.
I'm very sorry.
I'll give you all some time.
(crying)
(baby fusses)
(phone rings)
- Histologic examination showed
us there's
an absence of neuroectodermal
tissue.
- Mhmm.
- Now listen to this.
In most cases, a prosthetic
eyeball is
needed to prevent facial
dysmorphism.
I mean, this medical
book is 353 pages long
and I can barely find three
pages on his condition.
And all the doctors have
an opinion,
but they're never for sure.
They never know for sure.
I mean, look at him!
Those braces are like some sort
of medieval torture device.
- I don't know, Patricia.
He...
- Do you see this?
The doctor showed me what
we have to do.
We have to pry this into his eye
socket to open it up,
his socket.
And then we have to pry this
one in, and then this one.
- Okay, look.
It's better that we're
doing all this now, right?
- The doctor said that
his eyes will
bleed as we force these
into his skull.
There's more surgeries,
severe bruising.
I mean, it's torture!
- I don't know what to tell you.
I'm not a doctor.
(kettle whistles)
Oh man, I gotta go.
Look, it's gonna be okay.
(baby cries)
- Shh.
- Here we go.
Here it is, here it is.
- Nice!
(clapping)
- Come on, daddio.
You're gonna be tying a lot more
shoelaces and wiping a
lot more noses.
- Nah,
Patricia does most of that.
I try not to get my
hands too dirty.
- I heard about Patrick Henry.
I'm sorry, man.
He's special needs?
I'm just saying,
it's gotta be rough.
- No, he's gonna come around.
I mean, the doctors just haven't
figured out how to fix him yet,
you know?
(horn blares)
(phone rings)
- Mommy, what's wrong with him?
- No, it's a motorcycle.
(knocking)
Hi.
- How are you guys?
- Good, good, yeah, good.
- Great to hear.
I'm sorry it took so
long to get back to you.
- Hey, conference room?
We need to go over
this proposal.
- Yes sir.
(phone rings)
- Thank you.
I tried calling you five
times today.
- Okay?
Sorry, I was busy.
- You expect me to believe you
were out of the
office that much?
- It was a really busy
day, so yeah, I kinda do.
Honey, I'm sorry.
I'm not trying to make
you upset, it's just...
(crying)
Baby, I'm sorry.
- He's never...
He's never gonna walk.
- What?
- Dr. Rogers said he's
sorry, but...
- No, no.
Wait a minute,
what about the surgery?
They said they could
fix his hips.
If they just put his hips back
in the sockets or whatever.
- He said it wouldn't work.
He said it was not...
- So that's it.
He'll never walk.
- Maybe it's for the best.
- I'm sorry, what?
- I'm just saying, he's
been through so much.
Maybe it's best we stop
trying to force
him into what we think
he should be.
- Patricia, we are his parents.
Shouldn't we be fighting for
whatever is best for him?
- Is this what's best for him?
(scoffs)
Just say it.
- Just say what?
- You're disappointed.
- I'm dis-, yeah, yeah
I'm very disappointed.
Our son is never going to walk.
- No, no, you are disappointed
that
you didn't get your big
all star.
And you're mad because
he's not the kind of kid
you can brag about to
all your friends.
Well, you know what?
Patrick Henry may not be
progressing like normal kids,
and he may never be
a star athlete or an
astronaut or a brain surgeon,
and maybe
he'll never reach the lofty
perch of being average.
But I will tell you this.
He will be everything
that God meant him to be.
But I need to know that
you're with me.
Because we're supposed
to be a team
and right now it's just me.
- Oh, it's just you?
Why do you think I spend
all day every day at work?
- I work too.
You spend all your free
time away from us.
- You know what?
No, I'm not gonna sit
here and take this.
I work to support this family.
I want what is best for
him and I am not
gonna sit here and let
you make me feel guilty.
I'm fine.
- No, Patrick, he needs you.
And I need you.
- Sweetheart, I know that.
I'm right here.
- It's seven o'clock.
- Yeah,
I've got a game in 30 minutes.
- Mhmm, I know.
- We'll finish talking
about this later, then.
(sniffs)
(sighs)
- I don't know, man.
She's just so beautiful.
I really think I love her.
- Would you just ask
her out already?
- Ah, it's just--
- Come on man,
women are not that scary.
- Patrick?
Can you come inside please?
Okay, so his food is
on the counter,
here's his milk, and
just don't forget to--
- Wait, what?
- Girl's night?
Now, don't forget to
feed him around six.
I laid his pajamas out
on the bed and when
you put him in the crib,
just be careful with his--
Oh, okay.
- And most importantly, just
don't forget to change his
bandages over his eyes
before you put him to bed.
- Fine, that's fine.
- You good?
- I got it.
Have fun!
(sighs)
Come on, buddy.
- Hand me a rag?
- So, what do you know
about babies?
- Could we get some
parmesan cheese?
Thank you.
- I'm worried.
- Here, have some of
this fettuccine.
Honey, it is delicious.
- I'm afraid he's going
to burn the house down.
- He'll be all right.
Just be thankful you
only have one kid.
God never gives us more
than we can handle.
- I'm pregnant, Bev.
- Trish, honey, that's great.
Have you told him yet?
- No, no.
I'm scared of what he'll--
- What?
- What if this baby
has issues too?
- Oh, Patricia, honey,
everyone has issues.
- You know what I mean.
I would be blessed to have
another Patrick Henry.
I don't know if he
can handle it.
- What are you gonna do?
- Oh, drive.
- Oh, nice shot!
Is he asleep?
Oh, dude, was that you?
- No, was it...
(both groan)
Okay, here we go.
Here we go.
Oh.
- Oh, man!
Ah, that ain't right.
Ah, I'm out.
- Oh come on, Mike.
It's not that bad.
- [Mike] I'm going bowling!
- I hate you.
(crying)
Ow!
- Ow.
- Come on.
Try this, oh.
(sighs)
Daddy's had about
all he can take.
It's time to go to bed.
What?
Bandages.
(crying)
Daddy's coming, buddy.
(key plunks)
(crying stops)
You like that?
(plays Fur Elise by Beethoven)
- We need to talk.
(sighs)
Guess we're gonna have to
put another crib in here.
Look, I'm sorry.
I know I dropped a lot
on you last night.
(plays xylophone)
What are you thinking?
- That you're right.
He does look worse
than Muhammad Ali.
- Yeah, well, you should try
seeing him like that every day.
(plays xylophone)
- You know,
he may not be an athlete.
But he loves music.
You wanna play a
little game with me?
Play this game with me?
Okay, all right.
(plays note)
(plays note that matches the
pitch of the kettle's whistle)
(plays note that matches
the pitch of a car horn)
(harmonizes with both pitches)
(copies notes and rhythm)
One two three.
(copies notes)
(emotional music)
- Patrick?
- You scared me, Dad.
- What are you doing, buddy?
- I got thirsty.
Sorry, usually I can make it.
- You want some help?
- Yes.
- [Cameron] Mom, I can't
find my church shoes!
- Well, I didn't wear them last.
Patrick, there are two pancakes
on the plate in front of you.
- Great, thanks.
- Mom!
- Cameron, did you hear
your mother?
- How many do you want?
- I'll take three.
- Well, here's two.
- Come on, I'm a growing boy.
- Jesse, do we have to go
through this every Sunday?
Stripes and plaid do not
go together, go change.
- Yeah, Jesse.
Stripes and plaids totally
don't go together, duh.
- Ouch, blind kid showing
you up.
- Patrick!
- What?
- Yes?
- No, not you Patrick.
Don't antagonize 'em, honey.
- [Cameron] Found 'em!
- Now Patrick Henry,
have you figured out
what you're going to
play at the Crusade yet?
- Not yet.
I'm still working on my song.
- Will the whole world
see you on TV?
- [Jesse] No, dumbo!
- Jesse!
- No, the Crusade for Children
is still a really big deal.
Most of the state will
see you perform.
- Better not screw up!
- You're gonna do great.
How's work coming?
- I'm almost done.
- Okay, we're ready to eat.
- Great.
- Let's say a prayer.
- Right.
Dear Lord.
- Oh no, my eyes!
- Patrick put your eyes
back in your head!
- Patrick Henry Hughes?
- Yes?
- I am so sorry.
- Right this way, Mr. Patrick.
- Something wrong with it?
- No, just changing the oil.
- Hey, you know Patrick
really wants
you to take him to the Crusade.
Do you think you can take him?
- Um, yeah.
I need to shift some stuff
around, but I can do that.
- We went to the doctor today.
- [Patrick] How was it?
- It was, could you come out
from under there, please?
- Sure.
- So, his scoliosis is
getting worse.
He's gonna need surgery.
- Great.
Our insurance will cover it,
right?
- Part of it, I don't know.
I just don't know how much more
I can bear seeing him
go through this.
- Patrick's a pro.
What is this, like,
his tenth surgery?
- Eleventh.
- He's gonna be fine.
You need to stop worrying,
all right?
He's gonna be okay.
(emotional music)
I heard you get what you
pray for
One more time
I got more yeah
- Okay.
- I have to follow up
Pam Tillis?
- Oh, it'll be fine.
- Do you think they'd
believe you
if you said I passed out.
- You're gonna be great.
- Well thanks, but I'm
still scared out of my mind.
- Really?
Mom said you weren't
that nervous last night.
- Yeah, well that was
last night.
- Just, you know, picture
everybody in their underwear.
- Dad.
- You know what I mean,
you know. Just...
- Dad, it's okay, just stop.
- Listen.
Just think about you and me,
in our
living room, just the two of us,
okay?
- Okay.
- Listen, you know,
if you forget
part of the song don't
worry about it.
I'll be backstage beside ya.
I can whisper the line
out to you.
I've got all your lyrics
right here.
- Did Mom do that?
- Yeah.
- Well thanks.
It's good to know you're
there if I need you.
- You won't.
- How many people are out there,
Dad?
- I'm not telling you.
It's just you and me, remember?
- Are you Patrick?
- Yes I am.
- You're on in two minutes.
Are you ready?
- I, I guess so.
How many people does this
auditorium hold?
- 825.
Terry Meiners is
introducing you.
- The guy from the radio?
- Yeah.
- Wow.
- Here we go.
- Patrick Henry Hughes.
It is so good to meet you.
I've heard so much about you.
- Hi.
- He's a big fan.
- Oh.
- It's great to meet you.
- Oh, you too.
Is it your first time
to perform--
- We gotta go, Pat, come on.
- Oh hey, you'll be great.
Just go out there and have fun.
- Thank you.
- Do good!
- It's just you and me, buddy.
(applause)
- As you know,
the Crusade for Children
helps many kids all throughout
the Kentuckiana area.
Kids with all sorts of
disabilities, or in the way
Patrick Henry Hughes likes
to put it, abilities.
Tonight, Patrick Henry
is here to share
some of those very special
abilities with you.
Give it up for
Patrick Henry Hughes.
(applause)
- Go Patrick!
- Where is he?
I don't see him.
- Oh, they haven't cut
to him yet.
Oh there, there he is
right there!
Oh my gosh!
- Okay, okay sh sh sh.
(plays note)
- Terry, did you move the piano?
I'd like to play a little
song I wrote
called The Crusade Cannonball.
Here is to the Crusade
of the WHAS
To all of you who donate
you know you are the best
You really show that we are
Part of the greatest
event of all
The way we open up our hearts
For the Crusade Cannonball
To the folks at Louisville
Ladder and the CJ people too
The Archdiocese of
Louisville and the Jefferson
(clapping)
(triumphant music swells)
- Nailed it!
- Yeah you did, that crowd
was going nuts over you.
- Oh, I heard 'em.
Whoo, yeah!
- Keep all limbs and body
parts inside the vehicle.
- Okay.
(emotional music)
- All right Patrick, you ready?
- Yes.
- I know you'll do great.
We're gonna give you
some medicine
that's gonna make you
feel really sleepy.
All right,
let's move him into surgery.
- [Patricia] I love you,
Patrick.
- I love you.
- [Patrick] Hang in there
buddy, we'll see you soon.
(rapid beeping)
- [PA System] Dr. Spitz
to the OR for prep please.
(phone rings)
(coughing)
- Patrick?
Patrick, can you hear me?
- There he is.
- You did such a great job,
sweetie.
- That was it?
- That's it.
Doctor said everything went
just like it was supposed to.
- How're you feeling, sweetie?
- Thirsty.
- Sandy here should be able
to get you some ice chips.
Recovery's gonna take some time,
but we'll just have to watch
and make sure
you're on your way to getting
big and strong again, okay?
- Sounds good.
- All right.
I'll be back to check
on you later tonight.
- Thank you, doctor.
- Oh, oh, Granny wanted
me to give you something.
Feel that?
- Mom, that's great.
Is she here?
- No, she's gonna come
back later.
You can thank them then.
- And here is a whole
bunch of extra batteries.
That should keep you busy for,
what?
A couple hours?
(knocking)
- Patrick?
We're gonna need to run
a few more tests.
Would you all mind giving
us the room?
- Yeah, of course.
All right buddy, we'll be back.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- Hey, are you good?
- Yeah.
- Great, 'cause I'll be back in
a couple of hours, all right?
- Where you going?
- I've just got a few
things to take care of.
- I thought you got off
work so you could be here.
- I did, but I've still got
stuff to do.
- Really?
- Yeah, I'll be back as
quick as I can.
I'm sorry.
- Great.
- I'll be back to check
on you later.
- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.
(plays note)
- What are you doing?
I thought you were supposed
to go back to the hospital and
be with Patrick!
- Don't worry, my
parents are watching him.
- Listen,
I know that you need your time,
but if you haven't noticed
your son is in the hospital.
And your other sons are trying
to pretend they live
normal lives.
Now I am trying to hold this
family together and I can't.
Not by myself.
What is that?
- I sold my car.
- I'm sorry.
- Everything's gonna
be all right.
Look I should get back
to the hospital.
I'm sure my dad's
getting restless.
It's okay.
(marching band plays)
- Where's that big knife?
- It's in the utensil
drawer where it always is.
- Would you all please be quiet?
I'm trying to record the band.
- What?
I can't hear you, where is it?
- I'm back, got the eggs.
- Sh!
- Don't you think we're too
big for Easter egg hunts?
- Okay, if you're too
old for candy.
- You need some help?
- Guys!
Got it!
- Good to finally have you home,
Patrick.
- Yeah, I certainly don't
miss the hospital food.
- Hey, when do we eat?
- The ham's still gonna need
another 30 minutes or so.
- Hey, how about some fresh air?
It's a beautiful day out there.
- Oh yeah.
- Come on, Cameron.
- Let me on there!
- No, I was here first.
- Take it easy, boys!
- Table is all set,
anything else?
- Oh, move, move, move,
move, hot, hot, hot, hot!
Well, that does look nice.
- Yeah, it does.
- Can you get everybody
a napkin?
(fire alarm beeps)
- Oh no!
- What?
- Oh no!
- Oh, oh no!
No, no, not into the sink,
not the sink!
- Patrick.
- I always hated sweet
potatoes anyway?
- I worked all day on
that thing.
I must have left it in the
oven too long, darn it.
- Ma, it'll be all right.
- Yes, I'm all right.
- [Jesse] Mom, Dad, help!
- Dad, it...
- What happened?
- The swing.
- The rope broke.
- Dad, Dad, my leg, my back!
- It's okay buddy.
Just take it easy.
Dad, you're all right?
- Stay with Patrick.
- Patrick,
can you move your toes?
- Think so.
- What have you done?
- Cameron, you shouldn't
have told
Granddad to put him
on the swing!
- How was this my fault?
It just broke!
- Quiet, everybody quiet!
It was an accident.
Patricia, please.
Pull the van around front.
Thank you.
Okay, Patrick?
Just hang in there.
We're gonna try and move you,
all right?
- Okay.
- Oh, you're home.
How are you?
- I'm sore.
- You should see yourself,
a big red fighting machine.
- He has a compound fracture
in his leg.
He's gonna be in that
cast for eight weeks.
- Patrick, I am so sorry.
- It's fine, Grandpa.
- It was an accident, Dad.
- I know, but--
- You know what?
It's late, we're all tired.
Let me give you a ride home.
- No, I'll be okay.
- Yeah?
- I'll be okay.
- I'm so sorry, honey.
- How am I supposed to practice
with this stupid battering ram?
- Okay, all right, you ready?
One, two, three.
Careful, careful.
- What am I gonna do?
- Can't wait to see the bill
for this little adventure.
- I feel so bad for him.
I mean, eight weeks really
is a long time.
- Yeah, but he'll be okay.
- But he can't play piano
with that cast.
Honey, we should have
been watching him closer.
- We can't always protect him.
When I was his age,
I got beat up,
scraped, bruised,
the whole nine yards.
I survived.
- Did your parents know
every doctor in town?
'Cause I think I do.
- [Patrick] Mom, Dad, come here!
- What's wrong?
- Trumpet.
- What?
- I can play trumpet.
- What are you talking about?
- Well you guys are
always saying
how I shouldn't think about my
disabilities, but my abilities,
right?
And I was thinking,
I can't play violin
or guitar because my arms
are too short
and I can't play piano
right now because of my leg,
but look, I can play trumpet.
- Hey, you know what?
That's great, but we've
all had a really long day
and we should probably
focus on getting some sleep.
- Mom, don't you see it's great?
- We'll talk about it
in the morning.
But yes, I think it's great.
- Okay, good.
- We don't have a trumpet.
- So, we will get one.
- You guys do realize
I can hear you.
- Don't worry about it, Patrick.
It'll work out,
you just get some sleep.
- Mom?
- Yeah.
- Quit worrying about me,
I'm fine.
I gotta get out there.
How else am I gonna learn?
- We just want to keep you safe.
- Well I love you too, Mom.
- Goodnight, sweetheart.
- Goodnight, buddy.
- Goodnight Dad.
- And now we need to find
the money for a trumpet.
- I'll make some calls.
- [Patrick] I can still
hear you!
(laughing)
(phone rings)
- Hey, Patrick.
Those reports will be on
my desk by Monday morning?
- Yes sir, they will be.
- Have a nice weekend.
- You too.
(phone rings)
Hey buddy.
- Hey.
- So, your mom called some
of our old college friends.
It'll do for now.
- Oh wow, thank you!
- You're welcome.
Now I can finally tell
your granddad
that my music major's
paying off.
Now when you're ready,
when you blow
into it, you're gonna want to
keep your lips really tight,
okay?
- Okay.
(trumpet splutters)
- We'll work on that.
Here we go!
Oh and the pass is good!
- I so had that.
- Oh come on Dad,
that was right to you.
- He's getting old.
- Hey now.
Hey Jesse?
Go grab the ladder from
behind the garage.
Let's fix that swing.
(trumpet splutters)
(sighs)
- Trumpet, Dad?
Really?
- So put down one?
- Right, relax your fingers.
Relax.
- Okay.
- Good, okay, all right?
(plays note)
That's pretty good!
(plays scale)
Oh, he's at the 15, the
10, the five, touchdown!
(plays along with fight song)
- [All] Go Cards!
- Why are you watching
this game again?
- It's a VHS classic.
Oh, this is where coach
throws his hat.
(smashing, shattering)
- Mom!
- What in the?
Ah, Patrick!
- I'm fine, Mom, don't worry.
- Well, it's more than
I can say for this lamp!
- Tomorrow's the big day.
- Trust me, I know.
- Hey, you try having your
leg like this.
(phones ringing)
- Have a good one, guys.
Hey guys, I'm home.
- Dad, you're home early.
- Oh, milkshakes.
- Oh boy!
- Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
- All right, I'll be back
in a couple of hours.
You're gonna get Jesse at four?
- And Cameron at 3:40, I got it.
- All right,
I'll take this for the road.
You guys have a good day.
- [Patrick] Bye Mom!
- Bye!
Here, hold those for me.
- Okay.
- So, Mike's taking a
book out of his book bag,
I switch pens with him,
and then Donovan
who's all hunched over
and, man that guy was old.
He goes, everybody,
hold up your pens,
and then he starts
shuffling around the room.
Scanning from hand to hand
with his beady little eyes.
And then he comes up
behind Mike and (claps)
he smacks Mike on the
back of the head so hard,
gave him two weeks of jug.
- What'd Mike say to you?
- What are you kidding me?
I didn't tell him.
- You didn't tell him?
Dad, you guys are friends.
- Yes, and I would like
to keep it that way.
The point is, high school is
actually a lot of fun,
and you're gonna do fine.
And you should be glad
that the educational
system has progressed since
the 1970s.
- No, I just can't wait to
get this cast off my leg.
- Yeah, ten o'clock, right?
- Yep, ten a.m..
- Well I will be there.
I look forward to watching them
saw that huge thing
off your leg.
- Ow!
- You okay?
- Brain freeze!
(phone ringing)
- Good morning, sir.
You wanted to see me?
- Yes, please, shut the door.
Take a seat.
You're late.
- Yes sir, I know, I was
with Patrick this morning.
- It's the second time
this week.
- Yes sir,
it's just that I've been
juggling a lot lately and--
- Maybe I'm not making
myself clear.
I need you here all day
every day.
Get your work done and please
get your priorities straight.
- Sir, I--
- Look, Patrick, I like you.
Always have, but you're
making me look bad.
Now go and do the work
that I hired you to do.
- Yes sir.
I understand.
- Good.
That'll be all.
(phones ringing)
- No I know, tell him I'm sorry,
okay?
Yeah all right,
I'll see you later.
- Your dad said he was--
- I know, I heard.
- Hey, you're finally free
of that big ugly cast!
- Mhmm, I know.
(motorcycle engine rumbles)
- What are you smiling about?
- Nothing.
- What?
- That just sounds so cool.
What are you doing?
- Just wait here, be right back.
- Okay.
- Hey you.
I got a favor to ask.
- Woo!
(emotional music)
- I guess it's inevitable.
- It's just high school,
Mom, I'll live.
- I just hate to see my
little boy grow up so fast.
- I'm excited.
It's gonna be fine.
- You sound like your dad.
- Hi, I'm Mr. Howard your
vision teacher.
You must be Patrick.
- Hello, it's great to meet you.
- It's great to meet you.
You ready to go to class?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- Oh, okay, well, you
guys have a good day.
- We will!
Bye Mom.
- Bye honey.
- So I hear you like music.
- Yes.
(chatter)
- I'm gonna go get some lunch.
I'll be right back in a
couple of minutes, okay?
- Sounds good.
- All right.
- Hello.
- Hey.
So you're blind?
- Well my eyeballs are glass,
so yeah.
Why are you waving your
hand in front of my face?
- Man, I thought you said you
were blind.
- I can hear your sleeve moving.
- I mean, I guess it's
cool to chill all day,
and let other people do
stuff for you.
- I try and do what I can
for myself.
Everything's impossible until
you try it.
- Why don't you try to walk?
(laughing)
- Why don't you try and jump off
a roof and fly like a superhero?
(laughing)
- What'd you say your name
was again?
- Patrick.
- Well I'm Bryce.
- It's nice to meet you, Bryce.
- Nice to meet you, man.
So I'll see you around?
- Sounds great.
- Cool.
- Everything all right?
- Oh yeah, everything's great.
- Those guys were giving
you some weird looks.
- Bryce seemed nice.
I guess I've never really
been big on nonverbals.
- The data from crossection B...
(emotional music)
- Yo, whassup Pat?
- Oh, hey Bryce.
- What's up, man?
What you up to?
- Just sitting.
(emotional music)
- Dude, it's what you see all
the time.
- What is it I see?
I sure don't know.
- It's just black.
- Okay, imagine that
you're looking
at something with your elbow.
- Yeah, that ain't happening.
- Exactly, I can't see
black, white, light, dark,
red, blue, green, any of that.
- Sorry, bro.
- It's fine.
It's not about what you
see, but how you see it.
Are you all right?
- You ever thought about
joining the marching band?
- What?
When?
- Right.
They're having marching
band auditions.
- Well I can't march.
- But you're good at
music stuff, though.
- Yeah.
- I'd take you.
- Well, maybe.
- They're this afternoon.
What you got to lose?
- So, what instrument do
you play?
- Trumpet.
- Are you any good?
- Well my dad taught
me to play from memory.
(plays alternating notes)
- Now you try.
- Okay.
- Okay.
(plays intricate notes)
(drumming)
(marching band plays)
(marching music plays through
headphones)
- Hey Kevin.
Good to see you.
- Thanks for coming in.
I just have a couple
papers for you to sign.
- No problem.
So, where's Patrick?
- He's on his way.
Listen, I know that
graduation's coming up fast,
but I want to make sure
I told you.
You truly have an amazing son.
- Well thank you.
I know that when I was his
age all I did was goof off.
- Woo, yeah!
- Watch out!
- Come on, is that all you got?
- Patrick?
- Didn't see that one coming.
Dad?
I'm fine, Dad.
- I'm sorry.
- Dad, please,
we were just having fun.
- You two should know better.
- The nurse's station's right
down here.
Let's just get him checked
out to be sure.
- I'm sorry!
- [Patrick] Dad, I'm fine.
(bell rings)
- Last class.
- I know, it's crazy.
I don't know what I'm
gonna do with myself.
- You'll be fine.
- Thanks, Mr. Howard.
- Please, call me Kevin.
It's our last class!
- It's sad.
- Patrick, don't you dare
let this ending get you down.
You've got bigger things to do.
- Can I drive it?
- No, but you two can start it.
- I'm too young to die.
- Hey, not a bad driver, okay?
- Yeah.
- Mr. Hughes.
- Oh, hey Bryce.
- What's up, man?
- Well congratulations, Bryce.
- Thank you.
I'm gonna miss you, bro.
- Yeah, 'cause Lexington's
so far away.
- Hey, Patrick tell ya?
He's gonna be a real live
member of the U of L pep band.
- Really?
- It's true.
- No, I'm sorry.
We have a policy.
In order to be in the pep band
you have to first be in the
marching band.
- And I'm aware of that, but
you can't make an exception?
I mean, come on!
- No, no, I'm sorry.
He'd have to march.
Patrick, I saw you at
the Crusade years ago.
You played the
Crusade Cannonball?
You were fantastic.
- Well thank you very much.
- And that's very sweet,
but my son is
going to have all the
same opportunities
as every other kid
in this school.
You can't exclude him.
- I didn't say anything
about excluding him.
I said he has to be a
member of the marching band
in order to be considered
for the pep band.
- Patrick was already on
the Atherton marching band.
And I don't want to see him
sitting on the sidelines again.
- Well neither do I.
I want to see him march
with everybody else.
(sighs)
Look, we can find somebody
to push him through
the formations and Patrick, well
everybody knows
Patrick can play.
- I'm sorry, but no.
Absolutely not.
I cannot take the risk
that somebody
might dump him on the field
in front of 40,000 people.
I'm sorry!
- Well, then my hands are tied.
He can't march, he can't play.
- Look Patrick...
- I hate being different!
- You're not different.
- Okay, what else can I do,
bowling?
- You just need to focus on
the things that you can do.
- I know, I am trying!
Why can't we find someone
else to push me?
- We've been over this.
- I want to march!
- You can't...
You can't march.
- You said I wasn't different.
- How'd it go?
- I don't want to talk about it.
(marching music plays through
headphones)
- Do you have those sales
reports I asked for?
- Yeah, I emailed it.
Do you want me to resend it?
- No, I'll check.
How's my presentation for
the board coming along?
- I'm working on it now.
- I need it right away.
- Yes sir.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
Oh yes, just a second.
It's for you, Patrick.
- Hello, this is Patrick.
- Patrick, it's Dr. Byrne.
How are you?
- Oh, hi.
- Just wanted you to know we
found someone to push you
for the band.
That is, if you still want to.
- Of course, that's
what I've always wanted.
But my dad,
is he okay with this?
- He knows.
You just make sure you're at
the practice field tomorrow.
5:30.
- Wow, okay, thank you so much.
- No problem, Patrick.
See you tomorrow.
- Sounds good.
I'm gonna march!
- All right, well you have fun.
- Bye Mom, I will.
- He'll be fine.
I'm very glad to have you
here, Patrick.
- Me too, I sure didn't
get any sleep last night.
So who's gonna be pushing me?
- Well, he's not here
yet, but he will be soon.
- 5:29, I'm not late.
- Dad, what are you doing here?
- Well, I thought maybe
I'd push ya.
- Okay band,
let's rock and roll.
Let's get at it.
All right, ready?
One, two, one, two ready and.
(band plays)
Okay stop, stop.
Matt, listen, if you're
gonna head up this line
then you gotta lead him
in the right direction.
Arc back to the 20 yard line.
(drumming)
- Morning Charles.
Did you get the presentation?
- I did.
- And?
- And, we'll talk about it.
- Okay.
(drumming)
(saw buzzes)
- One, two, one, two ready and.
- Jesse, slow down bud.
- How are you?
Oh, that bad, huh?
Oh oh oh, shoes, shoes.
How was your day?
- I'm hungry.
- Okay, well we'll eat soon.
- I'm hungry now.
- He's a machine.
This is killing me.
- Is it worth it?
- It is, but there's just so
much work.
I cannot do both.
(phones ringing)
- Patrick.
- Sir.
- How are you?
- Well, sir.
- Have a seat.
You've been with this
agency for a long time.
- 19 years.
- That's a long time to be
with anybody.
- There's no question you've
been an outstanding employee.
But these past few weeks, we've
had some tough decisions
to make.
- I'm sorry,
what are you saying exactly?
- We want to give you a
promotion Patrick.
I've been here an even
longer time
and quite frankly,
I'm ready to retire.
I want you to replace me.
- Sir.
I don't know what to say.
- Uh, yes?
(laughing)
- We need you around here.
You've really stepped it
up and we want
you to know that that
hasn't gone unnoticed.
It's a win-win.
Better benefits, better salary.
- There will be quite a
bit more travel.
You know, New York,
Vegas, Phoenix.
- Plenty of time to get
away from the fam.
Enjoy life a little.
- They'll have a
better life, too.
- How often would I
need to be traveling?
- Keep your schedule open.
- Right.
Right, well, thank you.
Thank you guys so much.
I cannot begin to tell you how
much I appreciate
the opportunity.
I'm very excited.
- Good job.
- Sir, thank you.
Patricia, honey?
- [TV Announcer]
Have become an unlikely
father and son marching
band team.
- You guys,
Daddy's got some big news.
- Come here, come here,
come here.
Sit, watch.
- We interviewed Dr. Greg Byrne,
director of the U of L
marching band.
- The Hughes are a
great addition
as a two member team to
our marching band
and it really shows the
potential everyone has
regardless of their
circumstances.
- [TV Announcer] The
sacrifice and love shown in
this father son relationship is
something we all can learn from.
- 20 years, Mike.
Almost 20 years.
Coffee runs and reports and
late nights and weekends
and bad breaks and then
I finally catch a break.
- You should be happy.
(knocking)
- Hey.
What are you listening to?
- Just music, what's up?
- Look.
We need to talk.
The last couple of weeks,
getting to see you in the
band, everything, it has--
- Save your breath, Dad.
I know we're quitting.
- You do?
- I can hear everything,
remember?
- Right.
Listen.
I'm sorry, Patrick.
Goodnight, buddy.
Why do you want to be a
part of the band so bad?
- Isn't that what we all want?
- What?
- To play a part of a
bigger picture, to matter.
- Patrick, of course you matter.
- I'm talking about the
band, Dad.
This is something I'm good
at and I know
you're just trying to provide
for us, I understand that.
But we're part of this,
and who knows
where it's gonna end up,
but don't you wanna see?
(emotional music)
(sighs)
(knocking)
- Come in!
- Good morning, sir.
- Hey, Patrick.
Good to see you.
Hey, sit down.
- Uh, thank you, sir, this
will only take a minute.
- Hey, saw you on TV last night.
That was a hoot.
- Yes sir, I suppose it was.
Actually, that's partly what I
wanted to speak with you about.
- How so?
- Well, first of all I
can't begin
to express how grateful I am
to you, the board, everyone.
I spent the night praying
about it, sir,
and I just can't accept
the promotion, Charles.
- Hold on.
Do you realize what
you're saying?
- Yes sir, I do, and that's
exactly why I'm leaving.
- You have a son who
can't see anything,
has all sorts of medical
problems, a family that you're
supposed to be leading
and you're gonna quit?
Get your priorities straight,
Patrick!
- My priorities, sir,
are just fine.
(emotional music swells)
- What made you do it?
- I'm tired of sitting on
the sidelines.
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
- Ready and one, two,
one two ready and.
Okay stop, reset.
Come on.
(emotional music)
- Patrick?
- I'm sorry Dad, I
didn't mean to wake you.
- Hey, you made it.
- Yeah, I did.
- Let me guess, you're thirsty?
- Parched.
- Listen, wake me up next time,
okay?
- I just know you need
your sleep.
- I already told you.
Four hours and I'm good.
Here, it's in front of you.
Now, let's go get you ready.
- Okay.
- So you nervous?
- Maybe a little, you?
- Eh.
Yeah.
- Don't be, you'll do great.
It's just like we practiced.
- Ah, that's what I'm
worried about.
Gosh, you should
see it, Patrick.
42,000 seats and tomorrow
they'll all be watching.
- It's pretty exciting.
- Yeah it is.
You know, I remember the very
first game in this stadium.
It was against Kentucky
then, too.
The second quarter, Redmond,
he gets down on the center.
He takes the snap, he
drops back, fakes the
handoff, fires to Otis,
22 yards, touchdown!
And everybody went nuts!
It was incredible.
You don't remember that game,
do you?
- Not really.
Honestly, they all kind of
blend together.
Did we win?
- Uh, no, we lost.
68-34, but we did win
every other
game in this stadium
that season.
- Hey Dad?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
You've given up everything
for me.
Everything.
And you're my hero.
- Patrick, what you go through
every single day, you're mine.
I love you.
- I love you, Dad.
(chatter)
How do I look?
- You do look good in red.
- Because I totally know
what that means.
- You look great, buddy.
- Big day!
- You guys ready?
- Yup.
- I got faith in ya.
Just like we practiced.
- Right.
- You look good in red.
(exciting music)
- You ready to take
this field with me, Dad?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Let's do it.
- Ready?
- You ready?
- Ready.
- Keep your head up,
high as it'll go!
Woo!
(cheering)
(triumphant music)
- We love you!
Some said we'd never make it
And we should throw in the towel
They had their reservations
that couldn't hold us down
Dug in a little deeper
Set our sights on so much more
Gonna be that dark horse
sleeper everyone is cheering for
Got a million reasons why
Just look up at the sky
Gonna keep on dreaming,
keep believing
With all that's in our heart
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining burning
bright and
Lighting up the dark,
lighting up the dark
Like the sky
Like the sky
Like the sky
Like the sky
Straight for the moon
we're shooting
Burning hot like a flame
Got no time for excuses
Gotta keep our head in the game
Mountains we'll ascend them
And then we'll take in the views
Still building up momentum
Still seeing wishes come true
Gotta million reasons why
Just look up at the sky
Gotta keep on dreaming
keep believing
With all that's in our heart
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining
burning brighter
Lighting up the dark,
lighting up the dark
So much to see if we just
open our eyes
So much to dream if
we just give it a try
No more and we might
be surprised
Let your light shine,
let your light shine
Gonna keep on dreaming
We'll keep believing yeah, yeah
See us shining
Burning brighter yeah yeah
Keep on dreaming keep believing
With all that's in our heart
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining
burning brighter
Lighting up the dark,
lighting up the dark
We can inspire, reach up higher
With everything we are
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining,
burning bright
And lighting up the
dark, lighting up the dark
Like the sky just like the stars
Like the sky just like the stars
Like the sky just like the stars
Like the sky just like the stars
We light it up like the stars
Keep believing
Gonna let our light shine
Gonna let our light shine
- [Radio Announcer] Smith to
Williams out to the three,
no good.
Pervis rebounds, lay-up,
no good, no foul.
Rebounded by Grant.
That was a good call by
the officials.
Oregon State back down
on the floor, this has
been a 12 two run by Louisville.
It's a close one.
Back to Grant, Pervis
gets his hands on it.
Ball on the floor, out of bounds
off the leg of Grant from
Oregon State.
With 4:32 to go, Louisville
has the ball.
Ellison passes to Spencer
over to Smith back to Ellison.
He shoots and the three is good.
Louisville gets the lead.
(gasping in pain)
- Uh, just keep breathing.
Doing great.
- I am breathing!
- [Radio Announcer] Ooh, Ellison
steals the ball from Payton
passes to Payne and it's
up and in.
- Yeah, that's right!
- Patrick!
- What?
- Could you please just drive!
- I'm driving!
I'm telling you baby, one day
that's gonna be our boy
out there, fans screaming.
- Patrick!
(horn blares)
(gasping)
You said he was gonna
be a big football star.
- That too.
He's gonna take that field.
(groans)
Just, yeah.
Yeah.
- [Radio Announcer]
The three is good!
Never nervous Pervis
answers Oregon's call.
There's a time out on the floor.
- Keep breathing, we're
almost there, okay?
- Hey honey, you're doing great.
- If you want to just wait here
we'll get you when she's ready.
- Okay.
- Hi, sweetheart!
Good luck!
How is she?
- The doctors say she's doing
great.
- Good, good, good, good.
- Keep pushing, keep pushing!
(yells)
(panting)
(grunting)
(emotional music)
(baby cries)
- [Doctor] You have a son.
- Patrick Henry Hughes.
(knocks)
- How's Mama doing?
- She's good, they both are.
The doctors are just running
their tests.
- Sure are a lot of nurses in
there.
- Ah, you gotta be careful
nowadays.
Avoid all those crazy lawsuits.
- Well I'm sure he's fine,
honey.
- Good looking son you got
there.
- Yeah.
Yeah, he sure is.
Grandpa.
(chuckling)
(sighs)
- We discovered some anomalies.
- What do you mean, anomalies?
- Patrick Henry was born
with a rare condition.
It's called bilateral
anophthalmia.
He was born without eyes.
- What?
- There must be some...
- The ultrasound said that he
was healthy.
- I'm sorry.
It's easily missed.
I'm afraid there's more.
We think Patrick was born
with some sort of dwarfism.
His joints didn't form properly.
With surgery, he should be
able to walk.
(crying)
But he still will have
limited mobility.
I'm very sorry.
I'll give you all some time.
(crying)
(baby fusses)
(phone rings)
- Histologic examination showed
us there's
an absence of neuroectodermal
tissue.
- Mhmm.
- Now listen to this.
In most cases, a prosthetic
eyeball is
needed to prevent facial
dysmorphism.
I mean, this medical
book is 353 pages long
and I can barely find three
pages on his condition.
And all the doctors have
an opinion,
but they're never for sure.
They never know for sure.
I mean, look at him!
Those braces are like some sort
of medieval torture device.
- I don't know, Patricia.
He...
- Do you see this?
The doctor showed me what
we have to do.
We have to pry this into his eye
socket to open it up,
his socket.
And then we have to pry this
one in, and then this one.
- Okay, look.
It's better that we're
doing all this now, right?
- The doctor said that
his eyes will
bleed as we force these
into his skull.
There's more surgeries,
severe bruising.
I mean, it's torture!
- I don't know what to tell you.
I'm not a doctor.
(kettle whistles)
Oh man, I gotta go.
Look, it's gonna be okay.
(baby cries)
- Shh.
- Here we go.
Here it is, here it is.
- Nice!
(clapping)
- Come on, daddio.
You're gonna be tying a lot more
shoelaces and wiping a
lot more noses.
- Nah,
Patricia does most of that.
I try not to get my
hands too dirty.
- I heard about Patrick Henry.
I'm sorry, man.
He's special needs?
I'm just saying,
it's gotta be rough.
- No, he's gonna come around.
I mean, the doctors just haven't
figured out how to fix him yet,
you know?
(horn blares)
(phone rings)
- Mommy, what's wrong with him?
- No, it's a motorcycle.
(knocking)
Hi.
- How are you guys?
- Good, good, yeah, good.
- Great to hear.
I'm sorry it took so
long to get back to you.
- Hey, conference room?
We need to go over
this proposal.
- Yes sir.
(phone rings)
- Thank you.
I tried calling you five
times today.
- Okay?
Sorry, I was busy.
- You expect me to believe you
were out of the
office that much?
- It was a really busy
day, so yeah, I kinda do.
Honey, I'm sorry.
I'm not trying to make
you upset, it's just...
(crying)
Baby, I'm sorry.
- He's never...
He's never gonna walk.
- What?
- Dr. Rogers said he's
sorry, but...
- No, no.
Wait a minute,
what about the surgery?
They said they could
fix his hips.
If they just put his hips back
in the sockets or whatever.
- He said it wouldn't work.
He said it was not...
- So that's it.
He'll never walk.
- Maybe it's for the best.
- I'm sorry, what?
- I'm just saying, he's
been through so much.
Maybe it's best we stop
trying to force
him into what we think
he should be.
- Patricia, we are his parents.
Shouldn't we be fighting for
whatever is best for him?
- Is this what's best for him?
(scoffs)
Just say it.
- Just say what?
- You're disappointed.
- I'm dis-, yeah, yeah
I'm very disappointed.
Our son is never going to walk.
- No, no, you are disappointed
that
you didn't get your big
all star.
And you're mad because
he's not the kind of kid
you can brag about to
all your friends.
Well, you know what?
Patrick Henry may not be
progressing like normal kids,
and he may never be
a star athlete or an
astronaut or a brain surgeon,
and maybe
he'll never reach the lofty
perch of being average.
But I will tell you this.
He will be everything
that God meant him to be.
But I need to know that
you're with me.
Because we're supposed
to be a team
and right now it's just me.
- Oh, it's just you?
Why do you think I spend
all day every day at work?
- I work too.
You spend all your free
time away from us.
- You know what?
No, I'm not gonna sit
here and take this.
I work to support this family.
I want what is best for
him and I am not
gonna sit here and let
you make me feel guilty.
I'm fine.
- No, Patrick, he needs you.
And I need you.
- Sweetheart, I know that.
I'm right here.
- It's seven o'clock.
- Yeah,
I've got a game in 30 minutes.
- Mhmm, I know.
- We'll finish talking
about this later, then.
(sniffs)
(sighs)
- I don't know, man.
She's just so beautiful.
I really think I love her.
- Would you just ask
her out already?
- Ah, it's just--
- Come on man,
women are not that scary.
- Patrick?
Can you come inside please?
Okay, so his food is
on the counter,
here's his milk, and
just don't forget to--
- Wait, what?
- Girl's night?
Now, don't forget to
feed him around six.
I laid his pajamas out
on the bed and when
you put him in the crib,
just be careful with his--
Oh, okay.
- And most importantly, just
don't forget to change his
bandages over his eyes
before you put him to bed.
- Fine, that's fine.
- You good?
- I got it.
Have fun!
(sighs)
Come on, buddy.
- Hand me a rag?
- So, what do you know
about babies?
- Could we get some
parmesan cheese?
Thank you.
- I'm worried.
- Here, have some of
this fettuccine.
Honey, it is delicious.
- I'm afraid he's going
to burn the house down.
- He'll be all right.
Just be thankful you
only have one kid.
God never gives us more
than we can handle.
- I'm pregnant, Bev.
- Trish, honey, that's great.
Have you told him yet?
- No, no.
I'm scared of what he'll--
- What?
- What if this baby
has issues too?
- Oh, Patricia, honey,
everyone has issues.
- You know what I mean.
I would be blessed to have
another Patrick Henry.
I don't know if he
can handle it.
- What are you gonna do?
- Oh, drive.
- Oh, nice shot!
Is he asleep?
Oh, dude, was that you?
- No, was it...
(both groan)
Okay, here we go.
Here we go.
Oh.
- Oh, man!
Ah, that ain't right.
Ah, I'm out.
- Oh come on, Mike.
It's not that bad.
- [Mike] I'm going bowling!
- I hate you.
(crying)
Ow!
- Ow.
- Come on.
Try this, oh.
(sighs)
Daddy's had about
all he can take.
It's time to go to bed.
What?
Bandages.
(crying)
Daddy's coming, buddy.
(key plunks)
(crying stops)
You like that?
(plays Fur Elise by Beethoven)
- We need to talk.
(sighs)
Guess we're gonna have to
put another crib in here.
Look, I'm sorry.
I know I dropped a lot
on you last night.
(plays xylophone)
What are you thinking?
- That you're right.
He does look worse
than Muhammad Ali.
- Yeah, well, you should try
seeing him like that every day.
(plays xylophone)
- You know,
he may not be an athlete.
But he loves music.
You wanna play a
little game with me?
Play this game with me?
Okay, all right.
(plays note)
(plays note that matches the
pitch of the kettle's whistle)
(plays note that matches
the pitch of a car horn)
(harmonizes with both pitches)
(copies notes and rhythm)
One two three.
(copies notes)
(emotional music)
- Patrick?
- You scared me, Dad.
- What are you doing, buddy?
- I got thirsty.
Sorry, usually I can make it.
- You want some help?
- Yes.
- [Cameron] Mom, I can't
find my church shoes!
- Well, I didn't wear them last.
Patrick, there are two pancakes
on the plate in front of you.
- Great, thanks.
- Mom!
- Cameron, did you hear
your mother?
- How many do you want?
- I'll take three.
- Well, here's two.
- Come on, I'm a growing boy.
- Jesse, do we have to go
through this every Sunday?
Stripes and plaid do not
go together, go change.
- Yeah, Jesse.
Stripes and plaids totally
don't go together, duh.
- Ouch, blind kid showing
you up.
- Patrick!
- What?
- Yes?
- No, not you Patrick.
Don't antagonize 'em, honey.
- [Cameron] Found 'em!
- Now Patrick Henry,
have you figured out
what you're going to
play at the Crusade yet?
- Not yet.
I'm still working on my song.
- Will the whole world
see you on TV?
- [Jesse] No, dumbo!
- Jesse!
- No, the Crusade for Children
is still a really big deal.
Most of the state will
see you perform.
- Better not screw up!
- You're gonna do great.
How's work coming?
- I'm almost done.
- Okay, we're ready to eat.
- Great.
- Let's say a prayer.
- Right.
Dear Lord.
- Oh no, my eyes!
- Patrick put your eyes
back in your head!
- Patrick Henry Hughes?
- Yes?
- I am so sorry.
- Right this way, Mr. Patrick.
- Something wrong with it?
- No, just changing the oil.
- Hey, you know Patrick
really wants
you to take him to the Crusade.
Do you think you can take him?
- Um, yeah.
I need to shift some stuff
around, but I can do that.
- We went to the doctor today.
- [Patrick] How was it?
- It was, could you come out
from under there, please?
- Sure.
- So, his scoliosis is
getting worse.
He's gonna need surgery.
- Great.
Our insurance will cover it,
right?
- Part of it, I don't know.
I just don't know how much more
I can bear seeing him
go through this.
- Patrick's a pro.
What is this, like,
his tenth surgery?
- Eleventh.
- He's gonna be fine.
You need to stop worrying,
all right?
He's gonna be okay.
(emotional music)
I heard you get what you
pray for
One more time
I got more yeah
- Okay.
- I have to follow up
Pam Tillis?
- Oh, it'll be fine.
- Do you think they'd
believe you
if you said I passed out.
- You're gonna be great.
- Well thanks, but I'm
still scared out of my mind.
- Really?
Mom said you weren't
that nervous last night.
- Yeah, well that was
last night.
- Just, you know, picture
everybody in their underwear.
- Dad.
- You know what I mean,
you know. Just...
- Dad, it's okay, just stop.
- Listen.
Just think about you and me,
in our
living room, just the two of us,
okay?
- Okay.
- Listen, you know,
if you forget
part of the song don't
worry about it.
I'll be backstage beside ya.
I can whisper the line
out to you.
I've got all your lyrics
right here.
- Did Mom do that?
- Yeah.
- Well thanks.
It's good to know you're
there if I need you.
- You won't.
- How many people are out there,
Dad?
- I'm not telling you.
It's just you and me, remember?
- Are you Patrick?
- Yes I am.
- You're on in two minutes.
Are you ready?
- I, I guess so.
How many people does this
auditorium hold?
- 825.
Terry Meiners is
introducing you.
- The guy from the radio?
- Yeah.
- Wow.
- Here we go.
- Patrick Henry Hughes.
It is so good to meet you.
I've heard so much about you.
- Hi.
- He's a big fan.
- Oh.
- It's great to meet you.
- Oh, you too.
Is it your first time
to perform--
- We gotta go, Pat, come on.
- Oh hey, you'll be great.
Just go out there and have fun.
- Thank you.
- Do good!
- It's just you and me, buddy.
(applause)
- As you know,
the Crusade for Children
helps many kids all throughout
the Kentuckiana area.
Kids with all sorts of
disabilities, or in the way
Patrick Henry Hughes likes
to put it, abilities.
Tonight, Patrick Henry
is here to share
some of those very special
abilities with you.
Give it up for
Patrick Henry Hughes.
(applause)
- Go Patrick!
- Where is he?
I don't see him.
- Oh, they haven't cut
to him yet.
Oh there, there he is
right there!
Oh my gosh!
- Okay, okay sh sh sh.
(plays note)
- Terry, did you move the piano?
I'd like to play a little
song I wrote
called The Crusade Cannonball.
Here is to the Crusade
of the WHAS
To all of you who donate
you know you are the best
You really show that we are
Part of the greatest
event of all
The way we open up our hearts
For the Crusade Cannonball
To the folks at Louisville
Ladder and the CJ people too
The Archdiocese of
Louisville and the Jefferson
(clapping)
(triumphant music swells)
- Nailed it!
- Yeah you did, that crowd
was going nuts over you.
- Oh, I heard 'em.
Whoo, yeah!
- Keep all limbs and body
parts inside the vehicle.
- Okay.
(emotional music)
- All right Patrick, you ready?
- Yes.
- I know you'll do great.
We're gonna give you
some medicine
that's gonna make you
feel really sleepy.
All right,
let's move him into surgery.
- [Patricia] I love you,
Patrick.
- I love you.
- [Patrick] Hang in there
buddy, we'll see you soon.
(rapid beeping)
- [PA System] Dr. Spitz
to the OR for prep please.
(phone rings)
(coughing)
- Patrick?
Patrick, can you hear me?
- There he is.
- You did such a great job,
sweetie.
- That was it?
- That's it.
Doctor said everything went
just like it was supposed to.
- How're you feeling, sweetie?
- Thirsty.
- Sandy here should be able
to get you some ice chips.
Recovery's gonna take some time,
but we'll just have to watch
and make sure
you're on your way to getting
big and strong again, okay?
- Sounds good.
- All right.
I'll be back to check
on you later tonight.
- Thank you, doctor.
- Oh, oh, Granny wanted
me to give you something.
Feel that?
- Mom, that's great.
Is she here?
- No, she's gonna come
back later.
You can thank them then.
- And here is a whole
bunch of extra batteries.
That should keep you busy for,
what?
A couple hours?
(knocking)
- Patrick?
We're gonna need to run
a few more tests.
Would you all mind giving
us the room?
- Yeah, of course.
All right buddy, we'll be back.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- Hey, are you good?
- Yeah.
- Great, 'cause I'll be back in
a couple of hours, all right?
- Where you going?
- I've just got a few
things to take care of.
- I thought you got off
work so you could be here.
- I did, but I've still got
stuff to do.
- Really?
- Yeah, I'll be back as
quick as I can.
I'm sorry.
- Great.
- I'll be back to check
on you later.
- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.
(plays note)
- What are you doing?
I thought you were supposed
to go back to the hospital and
be with Patrick!
- Don't worry, my
parents are watching him.
- Listen,
I know that you need your time,
but if you haven't noticed
your son is in the hospital.
And your other sons are trying
to pretend they live
normal lives.
Now I am trying to hold this
family together and I can't.
Not by myself.
What is that?
- I sold my car.
- I'm sorry.
- Everything's gonna
be all right.
Look I should get back
to the hospital.
I'm sure my dad's
getting restless.
It's okay.
(marching band plays)
- Where's that big knife?
- It's in the utensil
drawer where it always is.
- Would you all please be quiet?
I'm trying to record the band.
- What?
I can't hear you, where is it?
- I'm back, got the eggs.
- Sh!
- Don't you think we're too
big for Easter egg hunts?
- Okay, if you're too
old for candy.
- You need some help?
- Guys!
Got it!
- Good to finally have you home,
Patrick.
- Yeah, I certainly don't
miss the hospital food.
- Hey, when do we eat?
- The ham's still gonna need
another 30 minutes or so.
- Hey, how about some fresh air?
It's a beautiful day out there.
- Oh yeah.
- Come on, Cameron.
- Let me on there!
- No, I was here first.
- Take it easy, boys!
- Table is all set,
anything else?
- Oh, move, move, move,
move, hot, hot, hot, hot!
Well, that does look nice.
- Yeah, it does.
- Can you get everybody
a napkin?
(fire alarm beeps)
- Oh no!
- What?
- Oh no!
- Oh, oh no!
No, no, not into the sink,
not the sink!
- Patrick.
- I always hated sweet
potatoes anyway?
- I worked all day on
that thing.
I must have left it in the
oven too long, darn it.
- Ma, it'll be all right.
- Yes, I'm all right.
- [Jesse] Mom, Dad, help!
- Dad, it...
- What happened?
- The swing.
- The rope broke.
- Dad, Dad, my leg, my back!
- It's okay buddy.
Just take it easy.
Dad, you're all right?
- Stay with Patrick.
- Patrick,
can you move your toes?
- Think so.
- What have you done?
- Cameron, you shouldn't
have told
Granddad to put him
on the swing!
- How was this my fault?
It just broke!
- Quiet, everybody quiet!
It was an accident.
Patricia, please.
Pull the van around front.
Thank you.
Okay, Patrick?
Just hang in there.
We're gonna try and move you,
all right?
- Okay.
- Oh, you're home.
How are you?
- I'm sore.
- You should see yourself,
a big red fighting machine.
- He has a compound fracture
in his leg.
He's gonna be in that
cast for eight weeks.
- Patrick, I am so sorry.
- It's fine, Grandpa.
- It was an accident, Dad.
- I know, but--
- You know what?
It's late, we're all tired.
Let me give you a ride home.
- No, I'll be okay.
- Yeah?
- I'll be okay.
- I'm so sorry, honey.
- How am I supposed to practice
with this stupid battering ram?
- Okay, all right, you ready?
One, two, three.
Careful, careful.
- What am I gonna do?
- Can't wait to see the bill
for this little adventure.
- I feel so bad for him.
I mean, eight weeks really
is a long time.
- Yeah, but he'll be okay.
- But he can't play piano
with that cast.
Honey, we should have
been watching him closer.
- We can't always protect him.
When I was his age,
I got beat up,
scraped, bruised,
the whole nine yards.
I survived.
- Did your parents know
every doctor in town?
'Cause I think I do.
- [Patrick] Mom, Dad, come here!
- What's wrong?
- Trumpet.
- What?
- I can play trumpet.
- What are you talking about?
- Well you guys are
always saying
how I shouldn't think about my
disabilities, but my abilities,
right?
And I was thinking,
I can't play violin
or guitar because my arms
are too short
and I can't play piano
right now because of my leg,
but look, I can play trumpet.
- Hey, you know what?
That's great, but we've
all had a really long day
and we should probably
focus on getting some sleep.
- Mom, don't you see it's great?
- We'll talk about it
in the morning.
But yes, I think it's great.
- Okay, good.
- We don't have a trumpet.
- So, we will get one.
- You guys do realize
I can hear you.
- Don't worry about it, Patrick.
It'll work out,
you just get some sleep.
- Mom?
- Yeah.
- Quit worrying about me,
I'm fine.
I gotta get out there.
How else am I gonna learn?
- We just want to keep you safe.
- Well I love you too, Mom.
- Goodnight, sweetheart.
- Goodnight, buddy.
- Goodnight Dad.
- And now we need to find
the money for a trumpet.
- I'll make some calls.
- [Patrick] I can still
hear you!
(laughing)
(phone rings)
- Hey, Patrick.
Those reports will be on
my desk by Monday morning?
- Yes sir, they will be.
- Have a nice weekend.
- You too.
(phone rings)
Hey buddy.
- Hey.
- So, your mom called some
of our old college friends.
It'll do for now.
- Oh wow, thank you!
- You're welcome.
Now I can finally tell
your granddad
that my music major's
paying off.
Now when you're ready,
when you blow
into it, you're gonna want to
keep your lips really tight,
okay?
- Okay.
(trumpet splutters)
- We'll work on that.
Here we go!
Oh and the pass is good!
- I so had that.
- Oh come on Dad,
that was right to you.
- He's getting old.
- Hey now.
Hey Jesse?
Go grab the ladder from
behind the garage.
Let's fix that swing.
(trumpet splutters)
(sighs)
- Trumpet, Dad?
Really?
- So put down one?
- Right, relax your fingers.
Relax.
- Okay.
- Good, okay, all right?
(plays note)
That's pretty good!
(plays scale)
Oh, he's at the 15, the
10, the five, touchdown!
(plays along with fight song)
- [All] Go Cards!
- Why are you watching
this game again?
- It's a VHS classic.
Oh, this is where coach
throws his hat.
(smashing, shattering)
- Mom!
- What in the?
Ah, Patrick!
- I'm fine, Mom, don't worry.
- Well, it's more than
I can say for this lamp!
- Tomorrow's the big day.
- Trust me, I know.
- Hey, you try having your
leg like this.
(phones ringing)
- Have a good one, guys.
Hey guys, I'm home.
- Dad, you're home early.
- Oh, milkshakes.
- Oh boy!
- Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
- All right, I'll be back
in a couple of hours.
You're gonna get Jesse at four?
- And Cameron at 3:40, I got it.
- All right,
I'll take this for the road.
You guys have a good day.
- [Patrick] Bye Mom!
- Bye!
Here, hold those for me.
- Okay.
- So, Mike's taking a
book out of his book bag,
I switch pens with him,
and then Donovan
who's all hunched over
and, man that guy was old.
He goes, everybody,
hold up your pens,
and then he starts
shuffling around the room.
Scanning from hand to hand
with his beady little eyes.
And then he comes up
behind Mike and (claps)
he smacks Mike on the
back of the head so hard,
gave him two weeks of jug.
- What'd Mike say to you?
- What are you kidding me?
I didn't tell him.
- You didn't tell him?
Dad, you guys are friends.
- Yes, and I would like
to keep it that way.
The point is, high school is
actually a lot of fun,
and you're gonna do fine.
And you should be glad
that the educational
system has progressed since
the 1970s.
- No, I just can't wait to
get this cast off my leg.
- Yeah, ten o'clock, right?
- Yep, ten a.m..
- Well I will be there.
I look forward to watching them
saw that huge thing
off your leg.
- Ow!
- You okay?
- Brain freeze!
(phone ringing)
- Good morning, sir.
You wanted to see me?
- Yes, please, shut the door.
Take a seat.
You're late.
- Yes sir, I know, I was
with Patrick this morning.
- It's the second time
this week.
- Yes sir,
it's just that I've been
juggling a lot lately and--
- Maybe I'm not making
myself clear.
I need you here all day
every day.
Get your work done and please
get your priorities straight.
- Sir, I--
- Look, Patrick, I like you.
Always have, but you're
making me look bad.
Now go and do the work
that I hired you to do.
- Yes sir.
I understand.
- Good.
That'll be all.
(phones ringing)
- No I know, tell him I'm sorry,
okay?
Yeah all right,
I'll see you later.
- Your dad said he was--
- I know, I heard.
- Hey, you're finally free
of that big ugly cast!
- Mhmm, I know.
(motorcycle engine rumbles)
- What are you smiling about?
- Nothing.
- What?
- That just sounds so cool.
What are you doing?
- Just wait here, be right back.
- Okay.
- Hey you.
I got a favor to ask.
- Woo!
(emotional music)
- I guess it's inevitable.
- It's just high school,
Mom, I'll live.
- I just hate to see my
little boy grow up so fast.
- I'm excited.
It's gonna be fine.
- You sound like your dad.
- Hi, I'm Mr. Howard your
vision teacher.
You must be Patrick.
- Hello, it's great to meet you.
- It's great to meet you.
You ready to go to class?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- Oh, okay, well, you
guys have a good day.
- We will!
Bye Mom.
- Bye honey.
- So I hear you like music.
- Yes.
(chatter)
- I'm gonna go get some lunch.
I'll be right back in a
couple of minutes, okay?
- Sounds good.
- All right.
- Hello.
- Hey.
So you're blind?
- Well my eyeballs are glass,
so yeah.
Why are you waving your
hand in front of my face?
- Man, I thought you said you
were blind.
- I can hear your sleeve moving.
- I mean, I guess it's
cool to chill all day,
and let other people do
stuff for you.
- I try and do what I can
for myself.
Everything's impossible until
you try it.
- Why don't you try to walk?
(laughing)
- Why don't you try and jump off
a roof and fly like a superhero?
(laughing)
- What'd you say your name
was again?
- Patrick.
- Well I'm Bryce.
- It's nice to meet you, Bryce.
- Nice to meet you, man.
So I'll see you around?
- Sounds great.
- Cool.
- Everything all right?
- Oh yeah, everything's great.
- Those guys were giving
you some weird looks.
- Bryce seemed nice.
I guess I've never really
been big on nonverbals.
- The data from crossection B...
(emotional music)
- Yo, whassup Pat?
- Oh, hey Bryce.
- What's up, man?
What you up to?
- Just sitting.
(emotional music)
- Dude, it's what you see all
the time.
- What is it I see?
I sure don't know.
- It's just black.
- Okay, imagine that
you're looking
at something with your elbow.
- Yeah, that ain't happening.
- Exactly, I can't see
black, white, light, dark,
red, blue, green, any of that.
- Sorry, bro.
- It's fine.
It's not about what you
see, but how you see it.
Are you all right?
- You ever thought about
joining the marching band?
- What?
When?
- Right.
They're having marching
band auditions.
- Well I can't march.
- But you're good at
music stuff, though.
- Yeah.
- I'd take you.
- Well, maybe.
- They're this afternoon.
What you got to lose?
- So, what instrument do
you play?
- Trumpet.
- Are you any good?
- Well my dad taught
me to play from memory.
(plays alternating notes)
- Now you try.
- Okay.
- Okay.
(plays intricate notes)
(drumming)
(marching band plays)
(marching music plays through
headphones)
- Hey Kevin.
Good to see you.
- Thanks for coming in.
I just have a couple
papers for you to sign.
- No problem.
So, where's Patrick?
- He's on his way.
Listen, I know that
graduation's coming up fast,
but I want to make sure
I told you.
You truly have an amazing son.
- Well thank you.
I know that when I was his
age all I did was goof off.
- Woo, yeah!
- Watch out!
- Come on, is that all you got?
- Patrick?
- Didn't see that one coming.
Dad?
I'm fine, Dad.
- I'm sorry.
- Dad, please,
we were just having fun.
- You two should know better.
- The nurse's station's right
down here.
Let's just get him checked
out to be sure.
- I'm sorry!
- [Patrick] Dad, I'm fine.
(bell rings)
- Last class.
- I know, it's crazy.
I don't know what I'm
gonna do with myself.
- You'll be fine.
- Thanks, Mr. Howard.
- Please, call me Kevin.
It's our last class!
- It's sad.
- Patrick, don't you dare
let this ending get you down.
You've got bigger things to do.
- Can I drive it?
- No, but you two can start it.
- I'm too young to die.
- Hey, not a bad driver, okay?
- Yeah.
- Mr. Hughes.
- Oh, hey Bryce.
- What's up, man?
- Well congratulations, Bryce.
- Thank you.
I'm gonna miss you, bro.
- Yeah, 'cause Lexington's
so far away.
- Hey, Patrick tell ya?
He's gonna be a real live
member of the U of L pep band.
- Really?
- It's true.
- No, I'm sorry.
We have a policy.
In order to be in the pep band
you have to first be in the
marching band.
- And I'm aware of that, but
you can't make an exception?
I mean, come on!
- No, no, I'm sorry.
He'd have to march.
Patrick, I saw you at
the Crusade years ago.
You played the
Crusade Cannonball?
You were fantastic.
- Well thank you very much.
- And that's very sweet,
but my son is
going to have all the
same opportunities
as every other kid
in this school.
You can't exclude him.
- I didn't say anything
about excluding him.
I said he has to be a
member of the marching band
in order to be considered
for the pep band.
- Patrick was already on
the Atherton marching band.
And I don't want to see him
sitting on the sidelines again.
- Well neither do I.
I want to see him march
with everybody else.
(sighs)
Look, we can find somebody
to push him through
the formations and Patrick, well
everybody knows
Patrick can play.
- I'm sorry, but no.
Absolutely not.
I cannot take the risk
that somebody
might dump him on the field
in front of 40,000 people.
I'm sorry!
- Well, then my hands are tied.
He can't march, he can't play.
- Look Patrick...
- I hate being different!
- You're not different.
- Okay, what else can I do,
bowling?
- You just need to focus on
the things that you can do.
- I know, I am trying!
Why can't we find someone
else to push me?
- We've been over this.
- I want to march!
- You can't...
You can't march.
- You said I wasn't different.
- How'd it go?
- I don't want to talk about it.
(marching music plays through
headphones)
- Do you have those sales
reports I asked for?
- Yeah, I emailed it.
Do you want me to resend it?
- No, I'll check.
How's my presentation for
the board coming along?
- I'm working on it now.
- I need it right away.
- Yes sir.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
Oh yes, just a second.
It's for you, Patrick.
- Hello, this is Patrick.
- Patrick, it's Dr. Byrne.
How are you?
- Oh, hi.
- Just wanted you to know we
found someone to push you
for the band.
That is, if you still want to.
- Of course, that's
what I've always wanted.
But my dad,
is he okay with this?
- He knows.
You just make sure you're at
the practice field tomorrow.
5:30.
- Wow, okay, thank you so much.
- No problem, Patrick.
See you tomorrow.
- Sounds good.
I'm gonna march!
- All right, well you have fun.
- Bye Mom, I will.
- He'll be fine.
I'm very glad to have you
here, Patrick.
- Me too, I sure didn't
get any sleep last night.
So who's gonna be pushing me?
- Well, he's not here
yet, but he will be soon.
- 5:29, I'm not late.
- Dad, what are you doing here?
- Well, I thought maybe
I'd push ya.
- Okay band,
let's rock and roll.
Let's get at it.
All right, ready?
One, two, one, two ready and.
(band plays)
Okay stop, stop.
Matt, listen, if you're
gonna head up this line
then you gotta lead him
in the right direction.
Arc back to the 20 yard line.
(drumming)
- Morning Charles.
Did you get the presentation?
- I did.
- And?
- And, we'll talk about it.
- Okay.
(drumming)
(saw buzzes)
- One, two, one, two ready and.
- Jesse, slow down bud.
- How are you?
Oh, that bad, huh?
Oh oh oh, shoes, shoes.
How was your day?
- I'm hungry.
- Okay, well we'll eat soon.
- I'm hungry now.
- He's a machine.
This is killing me.
- Is it worth it?
- It is, but there's just so
much work.
I cannot do both.
(phones ringing)
- Patrick.
- Sir.
- How are you?
- Well, sir.
- Have a seat.
You've been with this
agency for a long time.
- 19 years.
- That's a long time to be
with anybody.
- There's no question you've
been an outstanding employee.
But these past few weeks, we've
had some tough decisions
to make.
- I'm sorry,
what are you saying exactly?
- We want to give you a
promotion Patrick.
I've been here an even
longer time
and quite frankly,
I'm ready to retire.
I want you to replace me.
- Sir.
I don't know what to say.
- Uh, yes?
(laughing)
- We need you around here.
You've really stepped it
up and we want
you to know that that
hasn't gone unnoticed.
It's a win-win.
Better benefits, better salary.
- There will be quite a
bit more travel.
You know, New York,
Vegas, Phoenix.
- Plenty of time to get
away from the fam.
Enjoy life a little.
- They'll have a
better life, too.
- How often would I
need to be traveling?
- Keep your schedule open.
- Right.
Right, well, thank you.
Thank you guys so much.
I cannot begin to tell you how
much I appreciate
the opportunity.
I'm very excited.
- Good job.
- Sir, thank you.
Patricia, honey?
- [TV Announcer]
Have become an unlikely
father and son marching
band team.
- You guys,
Daddy's got some big news.
- Come here, come here,
come here.
Sit, watch.
- We interviewed Dr. Greg Byrne,
director of the U of L
marching band.
- The Hughes are a
great addition
as a two member team to
our marching band
and it really shows the
potential everyone has
regardless of their
circumstances.
- [TV Announcer] The
sacrifice and love shown in
this father son relationship is
something we all can learn from.
- 20 years, Mike.
Almost 20 years.
Coffee runs and reports and
late nights and weekends
and bad breaks and then
I finally catch a break.
- You should be happy.
(knocking)
- Hey.
What are you listening to?
- Just music, what's up?
- Look.
We need to talk.
The last couple of weeks,
getting to see you in the
band, everything, it has--
- Save your breath, Dad.
I know we're quitting.
- You do?
- I can hear everything,
remember?
- Right.
Listen.
I'm sorry, Patrick.
Goodnight, buddy.
Why do you want to be a
part of the band so bad?
- Isn't that what we all want?
- What?
- To play a part of a
bigger picture, to matter.
- Patrick, of course you matter.
- I'm talking about the
band, Dad.
This is something I'm good
at and I know
you're just trying to provide
for us, I understand that.
But we're part of this,
and who knows
where it's gonna end up,
but don't you wanna see?
(emotional music)
(sighs)
(knocking)
- Come in!
- Good morning, sir.
- Hey, Patrick.
Good to see you.
Hey, sit down.
- Uh, thank you, sir, this
will only take a minute.
- Hey, saw you on TV last night.
That was a hoot.
- Yes sir, I suppose it was.
Actually, that's partly what I
wanted to speak with you about.
- How so?
- Well, first of all I
can't begin
to express how grateful I am
to you, the board, everyone.
I spent the night praying
about it, sir,
and I just can't accept
the promotion, Charles.
- Hold on.
Do you realize what
you're saying?
- Yes sir, I do, and that's
exactly why I'm leaving.
- You have a son who
can't see anything,
has all sorts of medical
problems, a family that you're
supposed to be leading
and you're gonna quit?
Get your priorities straight,
Patrick!
- My priorities, sir,
are just fine.
(emotional music swells)
- What made you do it?
- I'm tired of sitting on
the sidelines.
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
- Ready and one, two,
one two ready and.
Okay stop, reset.
Come on.
(emotional music)
- Patrick?
- I'm sorry Dad, I
didn't mean to wake you.
- Hey, you made it.
- Yeah, I did.
- Let me guess, you're thirsty?
- Parched.
- Listen, wake me up next time,
okay?
- I just know you need
your sleep.
- I already told you.
Four hours and I'm good.
Here, it's in front of you.
Now, let's go get you ready.
- Okay.
- So you nervous?
- Maybe a little, you?
- Eh.
Yeah.
- Don't be, you'll do great.
It's just like we practiced.
- Ah, that's what I'm
worried about.
Gosh, you should
see it, Patrick.
42,000 seats and tomorrow
they'll all be watching.
- It's pretty exciting.
- Yeah it is.
You know, I remember the very
first game in this stadium.
It was against Kentucky
then, too.
The second quarter, Redmond,
he gets down on the center.
He takes the snap, he
drops back, fakes the
handoff, fires to Otis,
22 yards, touchdown!
And everybody went nuts!
It was incredible.
You don't remember that game,
do you?
- Not really.
Honestly, they all kind of
blend together.
Did we win?
- Uh, no, we lost.
68-34, but we did win
every other
game in this stadium
that season.
- Hey Dad?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
You've given up everything
for me.
Everything.
And you're my hero.
- Patrick, what you go through
every single day, you're mine.
I love you.
- I love you, Dad.
(chatter)
How do I look?
- You do look good in red.
- Because I totally know
what that means.
- You look great, buddy.
- Big day!
- You guys ready?
- Yup.
- I got faith in ya.
Just like we practiced.
- Right.
- You look good in red.
(exciting music)
- You ready to take
this field with me, Dad?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Let's do it.
- Ready?
- You ready?
- Ready.
- Keep your head up,
high as it'll go!
Woo!
(cheering)
(triumphant music)
- We love you!
Some said we'd never make it
And we should throw in the towel
They had their reservations
that couldn't hold us down
Dug in a little deeper
Set our sights on so much more
Gonna be that dark horse
sleeper everyone is cheering for
Got a million reasons why
Just look up at the sky
Gonna keep on dreaming,
keep believing
With all that's in our heart
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining burning
bright and
Lighting up the dark,
lighting up the dark
Like the sky
Like the sky
Like the sky
Like the sky
Straight for the moon
we're shooting
Burning hot like a flame
Got no time for excuses
Gotta keep our head in the game
Mountains we'll ascend them
And then we'll take in the views
Still building up momentum
Still seeing wishes come true
Gotta million reasons why
Just look up at the sky
Gotta keep on dreaming
keep believing
With all that's in our heart
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining
burning brighter
Lighting up the dark,
lighting up the dark
So much to see if we just
open our eyes
So much to dream if
we just give it a try
No more and we might
be surprised
Let your light shine,
let your light shine
Gonna keep on dreaming
We'll keep believing yeah, yeah
See us shining
Burning brighter yeah yeah
Keep on dreaming keep believing
With all that's in our heart
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining
burning brighter
Lighting up the dark,
lighting up the dark
We can inspire, reach up higher
With everything we are
'cause that's just who we are
Gonna see us shining,
burning bright
And lighting up the
dark, lighting up the dark
Like the sky just like the stars
Like the sky just like the stars
Like the sky just like the stars
Like the sky just like the stars
We light it up like the stars
Keep believing
Gonna let our light shine
Gonna let our light shine