The boys are out sledding in those suicide saucer things (the plastic ones are unsafe for those aboard them, the metal ones are unsafe for those not aboard them) and are doing what they usually do on sleds: try to kill themselves.
Best ever Tom Cruise movie, because he dies over and over and over again: The Edge of Tomorrow. There’s these aliens, the Mimics. They’re conquering the Earth; they’re utterly unstoppable… and the reason why is that if they lose a battle, they step back 24 hours and do it again until they win. And if you get extremely lucky, and get splashed by alien blood in precisely the right way, you can step back 24 hours and do it again and again until you win. Except there’s one of you and millions of them, and you now have their complete attention. So Tom Cruise’s character gets shot, squished, burned, blown up, and more… by his own side, never mind what the Mimics do. The writers had fun: how does Tom die this time? You know he’s going to die. His character knows he’s going to die. Everyone else (except for Emily Blunt’s character; she’d been splashed before, but apparently, if you get a blood transfusion, the effect disappears, so she’s out) thinks he’s crazy and/or a coward. Except for the Mimics, they know that he’s a threat. By the movie’s end, Tom’s character is a war god; he’s seen everything dozens of times before and moves accordingly. But he’s just one guy who knows that he’s going to die…
He’s going to unretire and play for Atlanta. He can’t do worse than Kirk Cousins and would probably be cheaper…