It Wasn't About Hockey

Sylvie Brett: Talk to him.

Jacob: What do you mean?

Sylvie Brett: Just talk to him while we work. Tell him a story. Anything. Keep his mind on something else. Okay, Hunter? I'm not gonna lie. This is gonna be rough, but you can do it. Just focus on Jacob, okay?

Hunter: Okay.

Jacob: Hey, remember that first week of practice, Hunter? Where--where we'd just sit on the locker room floor after practice because we were too tired to move? And I wanted to quit. A lot of us did. But you said it wasn't about hockey. You said it was about each other. And we couldn't quit on each other. So don't give up on us now, Hunter. This is nothing. You've got this.

Emily Foster: Feels like there's still a piece of metal in there. It must've snapped off of the seat. Do you have tweezers in there?

Sylvie Brett: Yeah. Use that.

Emily Foster: Okay.

Sylvie Brett: Keep going.

Jacob: Don't quit now, Hunter.

Emily Foster: It's okay, buddy.

Jacob: Not like coach. Don't you do it. We need you.

Emily Foster: Deep breath. Uh-huh.

Jacob: Good job.