Charlie St. Cloud

We'll catch them on the reach, Sam!

The reach is ours, Charlie!

We're going over!

Whoa! Watch it! Watch it!

We're cutting inside!

Inside what?

Hike hard, Sam, hike hard!

What are you doing?

Take the tiller! Head as far up as you can.

We're gonna go over! I'm not strong enough!

You're gonna have to be, Sammy!

Here we go!

We're coming for you!

Yeah.

- Yeah, buddy! - Yes!

We got them, buddy!

Tess! He's doing it again!

Come on, Sam!

God, that boy is just too good!

We're gonna catch them, Sam!

Come on, let's go!

Bear off when l say, Sam. When l say.

Charlie, look! But we're gonna hit it!

Man up, Sam!

Bear off when l say! When l say, Sam!

Come on, Sam!

No way he's gonna make it!

Charlie, we're gonna hit it!

We'll hit the boat! Charlie!

Now!

Sam, we did it! We won!

- Shit! - Yeah!

St. Cloud boys, let me take your picture.

Hold on a second.

Ew!

You've got to look good. This is for the newspaper, alright.

You look good. Ready? Sexy poses.

Sexy pose.

Congratulations, boys.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Give it to me.

l really thought you had them this time, Tessy.

Next time.

Ooh, thank you.

Charlie, l just wanted to say, you know, great race.

You really closed out...

Thanks, man.

Yeah. You know, they won't let you pull stunts like that

in college races, St. Cloud...

Yale-Stanford, third race this season.

Just mark it down on your calendar, St. Cloud,

'cause that's when I'm gonna smoke you.

Come on, Sam. Don't look at me like that.

Oh, l guess there are some things you can't buy, Connors.

Owned.

Where do you think they're going, Charlie?

Everywhere, Sammy.

They're going everywhere.

Don't worry, that's going to be us one day.

You and me, bud. Setting sail at Sunset Cannons.

It's not like it would be the end of the world. I'm just saying,

l could work for a year, fill the coffers, and then go to Stanford.

You said yourself it was too expensive even with the aid, Mom.

l didn't say it was too expensive. l said it was expensive.

Mom, I don't want you having to work double shifts

at the hospital all the time.

You got in fall, so you go in fall.

You can't put life on hold, Charlie. It doesn't wait for you.

l want to be there when you spank Yale.

l do, too.

l want to be there when he spanks Yale.

Spank it!

Everybody's dressed so fancy.

You look beautiful, Mom.

Gorgeous.

Charles Percival St. Cloud, captain of the sailing team

and winner of the Keating Scholar-Athlete Award.

Charlie!

Charlie, baby, looking good!

Congratulations. We expect big things from you, young man.

Expecting big things for myself, sir.

Stop it.

Straighten up, look sharp.

This suit's so lame.

Sammy!

Put me down, Sullivan!

Sammy's on a rampage.

Don't make me hurt you, Green!

Come on, what do you got?

Come on, come on, come on.

You want to tap out?

We made it. All right, All right.

You're up!

Hey, Kegger at the point tonight.

Your attendance is required, okay? It's our last hurrah.

We're gonna have hurrahs all summer long.

We ship out next week for boot camp. Everything got accelerated.

- Next week? - Hoorah.

No. I'm gonna puke.

I'll be there. I'll be there.

Don't mess with me, Green.

You're late.

Oh, yeah, l couldn't find my glove.

You're late, Sam. Do you want to make Majors next season?

- Yeah, I'm gonna try. - Yeah? You're gonna try?

Yes, definitely, yes!

'Cause l don't want to waste my time here with you.

- Yes! Yes! Yeah! - Yeah?

Okay. Then I'll make a deal with you.

I'll practice with you for one hour every day,

right after l get off work, up until l leave for Stanford.

I'll meet you at Sunset Cannons, every day.

But if you keep me waiting like this

just one time, the whole deal's off.

No, l won't. l won't.

You'd better not.

No. l swear. No, l won't.

Okay.

Then let's do this.

Stop.

Stop.

- What? - Fundamentals. Get over here.

Put your hand out; palms up.

You see these wide seams?

Mmm-hmm.

That's the correct way to hold a baseball.

l didn't know l was gonna get to go to baseball camp this summer.

That's because rich kids go to camp, Sammy.

Do you have a trust fund you're not telling me about?

Not really. No.

No, you don't.

But you know what you do have?

- Good looks? - No, you got me.

Get back over there. Hustle!

Hey. l pulled an extra shift. You are on Sam duty.

Mom, l have plans.

Make sure he gets in bed at a decent hour.

- Mom... - I'll bring you donuts for breakfast.

- Make mine chocolate! - Okay.

Hey, wait!

Hey, Sam!

Catch! Go!

How could you let that go between your legs?

I could play better than that!

Hey, buddy, your dinner's ready, okay?

Sam, I'm putting your dinner in the oven, all right?

Okay!

Stop!

Jeez! What the...

What are you doing?

What are you doing? You're on Sam duty!

No one babysat me when l was 11, Sam.

Look, it's the 7th-inning stretch.

Can you please just get me to Tommy's by the bottom of the 8th?

No. It's not exactly on the way, Sam.

Sweet ride.

You're going out like that?

Crucial game.

Nerd.

Blow me.

Dick.

Hey, keep an eye out for cops.

Hey man, be on the look out for cops.

Whatever.

Sammy! Cheer up.

Come on, Sammy. Sammy, baby.

You just can't wait, can you?

Sully and Green leave for basic training in a week.

No, Charlie, l mean to get out of here.

Come on. I'm gonna see you all the time.

That's what Dad said.

Yeah, but I'm not Dad.

I'm not gonna ditch you, Sam. I'm not gonna ditch you.

Cheer up, man.

Not an option. You got one second to cheer up.

You're lucky that wasn't my throwing arm.

Or what?

I'd have to kick your ass.

Hey, what are you doing?

Ow! My nose!

Shut your window, man. l feel a draft.

Dude. Watch it, punk.

Calm down, I'm driving! I'm driving, I'm driving!

Sam! I'm driving!

Come on.

Charlie?

Mom's gonna kill us!

Don't worry. I'll take the blame.

God, l hurt so much.

What's that?

They're looking for us.

- Who? - l don't know.

Whatever happens, please...

- ...just don't leave me, okay? - l won't.

- Charlie... Charlie! - l won't.

Charlie! Please don't leave me!

I won't!

- Give it up. The kid's flat lined. - He's a lost cause.

There's no such thing as a lost cause, quiet.

Come on. Come on.