What Tomorrow Brings

Dr. McAdams says this will help.

Writing. Writing. Writing.

Writing.

Let's see.

Nope.

Okay, Clara.

Let's try this.

It had been a good summer,

and my senior year of high school

was about to begin.

Earlier that summer, my band won a contest,

and the prize was to open for a huge concert.

Of course, no one there would be interested

in seeing us perform.

Guys, what the fuck?

We're performing in front of 20,000 people next week.

I... I thought it sounded great.

Chill out, Jason.

Really?

You thought that was great?

Well...

I'll see you on Monday.

I can't believe you're leaving this week.

Well, my sister's getting married,

so... yeah, I'm going away this weekend.

Stop being an asshole, Jason.

It's supposed to be fun.

Have a great time, Nikki.

And congratulate your sister for me.

And text me lots of pictures.

So, that's it for today?

Jason had a way with words.

I'll walk you home.

Sure, Ruby will be here soon.

Senior year, can you believe it?

I mean, maybe, just maybe,

this is my year to be homecoming king.

Oh, you dream big, Noah.

Can you imagine?

Me? Homecoming king?

I mean, I'd try to save a dance for you,

if no one was watching.

I have an image to protect.

Oh, you really know how to sweet talk a girl.

By the way, you sounded great today.

Noah.

I always sound great.

I mean, I sing because it's fun.

Nikki gets it, you get it,

I mean, I'm excited about the concert,

it's a cool gig,

but I'm pretty much done with Jason.

I'm with you.

Hey, Princess Ruby.

Hey, Prince Noah.

That's King Noah.

Does have a nice ring to it.

Can I go with you on your date tomorrow?

How about ice cream next week?

Yay.

Do we-- Do we even need Jason?

How was band practice?

Mom only engaged in small talk.

With the exception of me,

she had shut everyone out of her world.

It was good,

next week is going to be really exciting for us.

Your dad would be so proud of you.

It's only three songs.

I've... I've been thinking a lot about my health,

my well-being,

and I have an opportunity, Clara.

Really?

That's great, Mom.

What's great, Mom?

I'm talking with Clara.

So, I'll need to go away for a little while.

But...

I mean, I know you've got school starting up soon,

and Ruby will need probably lots of--

If you can get the help you need,

don't worry about things here,

I've got it.

I just haven't been fair to you, Clara.

God knows I have not been a good mom to Ruby.

I just can't continue like this.

I know you struggle, Mom.

Can you tell me about the place?

The place?

The place you're going to.

Oh.

Only that I've been reading a lot about it

and I think it's exactly what I need.

I'll leave you the car keys and the credit card.

When are you leaving?

Sunday.

In two days?

Ruby's birthday?

You'll make it special for her,

you always do.

I will.

Just, make something up.

She probably won't even notice that I'm gone.

I'll figure it out.

And I'm excited for you, I really am.

Thank you, Clara.

Mom was never the same after dad died.

That was almost six years ago.

I'm sorry for getting sick.

I'm sorry too, Daddy.

Mommy's not strong like you and she's gonna need your help.

I just wish she was better with Ruby.

I know.

You need to be there for Ruby.

And Mom?

Ruby first, always.

Understand?

Yes, Daddy.

How much of the bottle did you use?

Are you ever planning on coming out?

You think you got enough bubbles?

Never.

What?

Don't do that again!

I knew she would.

Oh, I'm going to get you for that, missy.

Someone is turning nine on Sunday!

I can't wait.

The next morning, I took a run.

I was feeling optimistic.

My mom had definitely thrown a wrench in my plans,

but I could handle it.

Ruby and I do great together,

and maybe Mom would finally get the help she needed.

Such a beautiful morning.

Little chilly.

Are you all packed?

Almost.

Well... will you need a ride to the airport?

No, Clara, I've got it all covered.

Any idea how long you'll be away for?

We'll talk later.

Good talk, Mom.

Good talk.

There was a time my mom was happy,

when she loved, when she was beautiful.

There was a time we were family.

Ruby does not remember those days.

I miss those days.

Don't you like it?

Oh, yeah, it's good.

What's wrong, Clara?

Just my mom.

Is she losing it again?

I don't know, she's going away for a while.

For what?

Help.

Where's she going?

I don't know.

For how long?

I don't know.

Did she give you any details?

I don't know, Noah.

I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry, too many questions.

Is Ruby going?

I'm sorry, too many questions.

I wish...