1 Mile To You

Run.

Run.

Oi!

Gap-Tooth, Fatso, knock it off!

Hey!

Oi! Knock it off, you two.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God.

- You never answered. - Ooh.

Boston. Yeah, I like the Red Sox.

- You hate baseball. - I love baseball.

- You should pick Montana. - Montana?

Yeah, they got mountains there.

All right, I'll think about it.

So, Bledsoe is in the 800. Let's have him.

- Yes, sir. - Let me run it.

- And you are? - Gap-Tooth, sir.

- And who am I? - Coach Jared, sir.

- Huh. - There they are.

- Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad. - Hey, Dad.

Hey, Bobby.

You guys want some coffee?

No, no, Coach said chemicals are no good for runners.

Oh, okay.

Pass it over.

It's the boys in blue.

You smoke that like a bitch.

- You do, actually... - Shut up, homo.

Exceptional vocabulary, Bledsoe.

I want this moron to repeat what he just said.

- What did you say? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, "Moron."

Let's everyone relax with the language.

The correct term is homosexual.

Sickle is a homosexual.

Schuler is also a homosexual.

- And proud of it. - Very proud.

Come on, babe.

Oi.

Coach.

You can forget about that, mister.

Come on. Come on, let me run the 800.

Whoa. That's... that's my race.

I'll sprint out and hold them. Bledsoe won't know what hit him.

Bledsoe is a tool, but you can't beat him.

He ran a 4:10 mile last year, man...

A half is too short for him.

Got it from the guy over there. It's yours if you let me run.

- Take it, take it... - Okay. Deal.

You may not want to be waving a joint around, man.

Your spikes. Come on, switch out. Come on, we're the same size. Come on.

Coach is going to be pissed if you don't win.

Shut up! I am going to win!

- Kevin, stop. - I'll be watching you.

I hate Bledsoe. I'm gonna win. I am going to kick his ass. I am going to.

All right.

Runners, take your mark.

Set.

Hit it!

- Go, Kevin! - Come on, Kevin!

Who is the coach of this team, damn it?

You are, sir.

Bobby's about to take the lead, sir.

He can't run that fast.

Look at him go.

- Go, Kevin! - Go, Kevin!

Come on, boy, run!

We have a new record. Kevin Schuler, Cotton High.

- Ride with me. - I promised my mom.

Come on, sweetheart, let's get you home.

Hey, leave your phone on.

- Leave your phone on. - Yes, ma'am.

Here's your hat. Bye.

Did you tell my daughter you love her yet?

Hey!

Montana!

So, how do you guys feel about having your son as a new record holder?

- Best run you've ever had. - Thank you.

Bet you can't pass them before the bridge.

All right.

- Uh-oh. - It's supposed to hurt.

Come on. Come on, let me run the 800.

Run.

Ride with me.

My daughter likes you.

What do you want with her?

Well, make a choice.

Hello. Bobby has a message for you.

Aw! That's what you're missing, you jerk!

I wish you were with me. I wish you didn't drive with your parents.

Montana.

Mountains. I'll find the perfect home for us.

You'll see.

There are three students left from your grade. They're closing Carton.

A number of schools have offered to accept you as a transfer.

You think you ate enough for breakfast today?

I'll make you something nice when you get home.

That's fine, Mom. I'll give you the full report.

Tight.

Kevin Schuler.

So, your transcript tells me that you're real bright.

But let's face it.

Carton is better known for its 4-H program than for academics.

Well, we are very proud of our sheep.

See, normally, I'd have to charge $2,000 for an out-of-district placement.

But don't worry, I have an idea.

Hey, send Coach K in.

Coach.

Thanks. Hydrate.

So, Coach K tells me you're a runner.

Oh, yeah. Kevin holds the Carton County record in the 800.

- I didn't set any records. - Kevin.

We can find scholarship money for a gifted athlete.

I didn't set any records. And I'm too old.

Ah, you're eligible until next summer.

Yeah, I just want my credits and I want to graduate, that's it.

You're gonna love this program.

And you're gonna be so surprised by the quality of our equipment.

And for right now, we're just gonna forget about the tuition.

Welcome aboard, son.

Hey. You don't know anything about me.

First practice is Monday at 3:00.

Yeah, my man.

- You run? - That's their plan.

Distance runners are crazy.

- Senior? - No, I'm 32.

Oh, so you flunk what? 14 years?

They won't flunk me no matter how hard I try.

They wanna win on Friday.

Jol Brule.

I'm up.

Here we go. Everybody, let me see it.

Let me see, let me see that frog. Ribbit!

Ribbit! Ribbit!

All right, here we go, guys. Get those hands up!

Reaching high. Whoo!

Feel what it's like to be alive. Reaching high.

You are not even breathing.

Freeze, freeze, freeze.

- I'm Henny. - Kevin.

Yeah, I know. I know, Coach K told us about the new runners coming in.

What's the matter with that guy?

Oh, allegedly, he abandoned his family in Africa.

You know, the secret police chased him out.

Honestly, I just think he's from Kansas.

Down to the ground. Let out a primal scream.

All right, here we go.

Weird.

All right, on your feet there, homo sapiens. Gather around,

gather round, my varsity team. How are you guys doing?

Good.

All right, listen, I am going to wake you up here.

We're gonna do, uh, seven three-plus-ones.

That's 300 meters, about five seconds above race pace.

And then, 100 meters cool-downs.

Cool? Ready? On the line, let's go!

Set.

Let's go! Remember what fun is?

Hey, Schuler, come here.

Tough guy. Hold on, tough guy.

Stick out your tongue.

Out, out, so I can see it.

Good.

What are you...

So you run a couple of miles, now your heartbeat's about 50,

so, you've got the heart of a runner, but you're last in everything,

so you're not even trying, huh?

Well, maybe I suck.

Nope. Nope. You're, you're a gazelle, man. You're a cheetah.

You know, some of my students, they come out here

because it's gonna look good on their resume, which is fine.

Then I've got some students who should really take up golf or... bowling.

Something they can drink beer while they're doing it

'cause they are not going to amount to much as a runner.

And then, every now and then... Nice pace.

I get a runner who wants to dedicate themselves

to the purest and most natural sport there is.

No bats, no balls, no pads.

All you need for running is your heart... and your soul.

The Greeks ran in the nude. Did you know that?

- This is getting weird. - Children play tag.

Horses race. Dogs run for fun. Everybody runs, man.

They like it. But not you, huh?

Maybe I hate running.

No.

Uh-uh.

All right, warm down at your own pace, okay?