The Invisible

It wasn't easy...

...when Nick's father died,

raising a teenager alone.

But, with a boy like Nick,

well, he is... now...

...everything a mother could want.

We've been through some hard times.

We've carried each other.

Now I look to the future,

and I know there's nothing that we can't do together.

Thank you.

Go on, open it.

Turn it over.

"To Nick, from Mother. Make me proud."

So, to us.

To us, all.

Cheers.

Around the table.

You look pale.

How would you know?

Are you taking the Valerian Root I got you?

- Mom... - Finals are next week.

Mom?

What?

Have you... thought about it?

- About what? - The writer's course?

- London? - I don't need to think about it.

You know how I feel. Why do we keep bringing this up?

What is that?

Irony?

What's up, dude?

You got it?

Thanks, man. You just saved my ass.

Pleasure doing business with you.

You want to know what it says?

When am I going to speak French?

Hey, caught you.

Are you coming to Ava's party tomorrow?

I can't. I'm busy.

Busy? School's almost out.

Whatever.

Come on.

- What's he got? - Nothing.

Not a dime.

Unbelievable.

Nic gum.

And a pack.

You wearing the patch, too?

Kind of a mixed message, Pete.

Like the fact that you accepted merchandise from me...

...and still haven't paid for it.

I'll get your money, please!

Got money for this crap, but not for me?

No, please! I'll get your money! Please!

Don't be such a baby. It's just a scratch.

See you soon.

"She sits up and cries

A sigh

Long thighs

Gotta fly

Love you, baby A lie

Why?"

Jimmy, you wrote that?

Yes, ma'am.

OK, then. Thanks.

Nicholas, let's see if you can top that.

Please.

It still needs some work.

It always needs work, get used to it.

"Day burns down to night

Burns the edge of my soul

In the night

I break into sparks of suns

And become fire's end The dust of bones

Night knifes my breath Swallows whole my tongue

Turn back reverse return

In the night I see the real

Concealed in the day's bright lie

Eyes stitched shut

White teeth smile

Sleep walks

And talks and feet mark time..."

OK, I know it's party week,

but it's finals, too.

Hey.

Hey. Don't look at me like that. I needed a new phone.

So go buy one at RadioShack.

Are you serious? You know my dad.

- He gives me no cash. - You gotta stand up for yourself, man.

Don't let them push you around like that.

That's easy for you to say,

because when you talk, people listen.

When I talk, you listen. That's about it.

I can't, man. OK? I can't.

Hey, Nick, come on. Dude, stop it, stop.

Come on, Nick.

Damn it.

OK...

How much does my friend owe you?

Is that enough?

Disappear, asshole.

You are so broken.

What are you looking at?

No. Nothing. I'm just...

...more of a Grover guy, that's all.

You're so polite.

The whole "golden boy" thing, right?

Except it's not really you. I mean, I know you sell essays.

You're no better than me.

You're right. I'm a total hypocrite.

Anybody want to explain?

She...

...finds me irresistible.

All right. Newton, I'm not gonna suspend you. I know the game.

Just go home today, be back here tomorrow.

Try decaf.

What are you doing, Nick?

Wasting your time on a lost soul like Annie Newton?

She has no future. You do.

Don't let us down.

Can I leave now?

Hey, Annie.

Where's dinner?

Hey, Victor. Are you hungry?

See?

Get your bony ass out of this chair right now and make him something to eat.

You can't talk to me like that.

I just did.

- Just gonna leave? - What do you want? I got night shift.

Say something to her.

It's a little food. You got nothing else to do all day.

You wanna fight, then? Is that what you want to do?

- Yeah. - You wanna get into this now?

Discipline your kids, for God's sake.

You don't tell me what to do.

Take some responsibility for your kids.

Why won't you talk to her?

My main responsibility...

Annie, you going out tonight?

Annie? Annie!

You're leaving?

Later. I'll be back.

I'll be back.

Hey.

It's from Seb and Tash.

They need those... translations by tomorrow morning.

Yeah, they're done.

- So, you got beat up by a girl. - Yeah, I don't want to talk about it.

Yeah, don't want to talk about it, huh?

So, are we gonna go to Ava's party tomorrow night?

Party.

I'm not gonna be here tomorrow night.

Ticket and baggage information.

- London? - Yeah.

The Royal Academy writer's program.

Really?

No, you're graduating next week, you can't go.

- I have enough credits to graduate. - Oh, my God.

London?

- London? - Yeah.

- Wait, does your mom know? - No.

But she will, when I'm gone.

She just... she won't get it. You know, she doesn't get it.

- Yeah. - There's no other way.

Do you remember when my dad died?

The first thing that she said to me was,

"Don't worry about it, Nick. This won't change a thing for you."

You know, I'm like, 13, right. All I wanna do is cry.

She's thinking about my future?

She's always had it mapped out.

You know, I stay here, I might as well retire and die.

I mean, my dad didn't even get to retire.

He was 46 when he got sick.

I'm not gonna let her do that to me.

Hey, baby girl.

You ready?

Always.

Hey...

Hey! Don't even think about it, all right?

They're still inside, that's why they haven't cleared the window.

Hey... hey, what the hell are you doing?

No, no. Annie, no!

Goddamn it, Annie!

Goddamn it.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Yeah, nice work, Annie.

You always expect me to just stand around?

You're getting more and more out of control.

- What time is it? - Go back to sleep.

- Leave the bag. I'll take care of it. - Sure you will.

You gonna shop it around at school? It's not like cell phones.

What, I can't make a little money on the side?

What for? College?

I'll figure it out.

Leave the bag.

- What are you gonna do, Marcus? - Leave the bag, Annie.

Nothing.

Nothing?

Hey, I'm talking to you.