All language subtitles for The Game of Love 2016

Good morning, Joe.

Your coach isn't in yet,
you should fire him.

Give my best to Ethel.

Will do.

Good morning, Roz.

'Morning, Jake.

Do you know what time it is?

I will in a second.

Well, I wouldn't have to remind
you if you weren't out

galavanting all night
with some chick half your age.

For your information
Miss Tzu and I

attended a morning yoga class.

Oh, that should make it easier
for her to wrap you around

her little finger.

Might I remind you Roz,
Miss Tzu is not a gold digger.

She is the youngest partner in
the history of her hedge fund.

I'll see if I can get
the trainer

to get you some
anti-inflammatories.

Ugh.

Alright, what else we got?

You missed the scouting meeting,

commissioner wants you
to call him,

TV contract talks resume
after lunch,

and your kids are waiting
for you.

Well, that's great.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to see what kind of
mood you were in first.

Well, what a surprise.

You know, I can't remember the
last time you both were here.

Ten years ago.

You remember that, dad.

November 9th, 2007.

Vladimir Nestikov kicked me
head going after the loose ball.

I always admired that
guy's hustle.

Dad, we need to talk.

Why don't you sit down?

Oh, ok.

Is everything...

So, um, what is it?

Is... is everything ok?

Is your mom alright?

She's fine, dad.

Good, good.

I want you to listen carefully,

and I want you to know that what
we're about to say is not easy.

Alex, are you pregnant?

Absolutely not.

Is your grandmother ok?

She's fine, dad.

Well, if no one died then
why are you here?

We're here because times
have changed.

And family ownership of a
franchise is no longer viable.

It's time to sell the team, dad.

That's not the way we agreed
to approach this, Barton.

It doesn't matter how
we sugar coat it.

That's why we're here, right?

Dad, I know this must be
painful for you,

but I think after you reflect on
this you will agree with us.

Dad, check this out.

We commissioned two
independent studies

and they both came to the same
conclusion.

Selling the team before
the beginning of the season

would spare us the burden of
huge eventual estate taxes.

It would allow the new owners
to negotiate expiring contracts

and take advantage
of low interest rates

to improve or replace
the stadium.

Wow.

Uh, would you mind if I tookwo?

Yeah.

Yeah, absolutely.

Just...

Great.

Thank you.

Wow, look at that.

That's um... that's really...

Ok, well, you know what?

Thank you both for dropping by.

Why don't you get Roz to set
up a dinner for us real soon?

Dad, this is not going away.

Ok.

I am doing my best not
to lose my temper

when I discover that
my life's work,

your grandfather and your
great-grandfather's life's work,

means about as much to you two
as a disposable razor!

I'm sorry to be the one
to say this,

but selling is in the best
interest of our family trust.

Oh, and by "best interest of
the family trust"

you mean yourselves, of course.

Dad, this isn't personal.

This is business.

If you read the reports
you'd see.

I'd see what, huh?

A bunch of graphs, numbers,
recommendations

to build luxury boxes,
raise ticket prices?

Replacing your name
on this arena

with some mattress company's?

I know, why don't we move
the team to Quebec?

Huh?

Is that the kind of crapola
that they teach you

in this so-called
business school?

No, they teach me that a
business has to make money.

This one, unlike half
the league, does.

Please!

At the end of last season
your net profit was

a little over three
million dollars.

FYI in Silicon Valley that's
a janitor's Christmas bonus.

You know, what you two fail
to understand is

with me it is not all about
the Benjamins.

I have poured my heart
and soul into this franchise.

Daddy, don't over-romanticize
a bunch of pituitary cases

getting paid millions of dollars

to scratch their groins and
choreograph high-five routines.

You cannot look at your
competitors and say that

you've kept up with the times.

What?

I'm gonna let some-some
number crunchers tell me

how to run my team?

No.

We are gonna do this the way
we got here.

Exactly the way my grandfather
did it.

That's exactly my point.

There are a lot of factories
sitting empty today

because people tried to run
their businesses

just like their grandfathers.

You know, I always imagined that
my children would want to go

into the family business
and succeed me.

But instead you put a knife
in my back!

Dad, there are so many more
meaningful things

that could be done with
all that money.

To help people and change
millions of lives.

And exactly how would you
do this, Alexandria?

By giving it away to those
who are less fortunate than us.

You are just like your mother.

Thank you.

I'm gonna start a start-up
that funds start-ups.

And exactly what would
this start-up do?

We're gonna promote
disruptive business practices.

Hmm.

Well, the only business
you're disrupting is mine.

So, while you're heading out
I would expect

that you have a different
plan because the only way

that I'm going to leave
this team, my team,

is inside an urn.

I'm sorry, dad.

We appreciate how you feel,

but the fact is we're
all shareholders

and we can out-vote you.

Oh, so I guess all those
math tutors I paid for

didn't earn their keep
because if I recall

I still control 51 percent of
the voting stock.

Yes, but only if you control
mom's 6 percent.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, your mother's.

Yeah, you know, your mom and I

might not see eye-to-eye these
days, or ever for that matter,

but she swore to me that
I would control her proxy.

And we had a binding agreement.

We've never actually
put it on paper,

but we did definitely
pinky swear on it.

And Frankie would never, ever,

ever break a sacred pinky swear.

Would she?

Cornell residence.

Irma, put Frankie
on the phone please!

Ok, ok!

Miss Francis!

Miss Francis!

It's Mister Jake.

Here we go.

Jake dear.

I did so want to be there in
person to explain everything

but the foundation is having
its big fundraiser.

It's gonna be so much fun.

We are having a huge
pajama party.

No, I don't-I don't care
about some stupid pajama party!

How dare you try and ruin
my life?

Look, I know it's a shock

but you have no right to speak
to me like that.

We're not married anymore.

You-you and those
two turncoats...

Well, you always said you wanted

our children to have minds
of their own,

and now that they do
you don't like it?

We had an agreement, Frankie.

We pinky swore it!

I'm sorry if our children's
futures mean more to me

than the sanctity
of a pinky swear.

Ok, fine.

Fine.

You-you want to play rough?

We'll play rough.

Thank you, Jake.

You've just erased any thoughts
I might have had about selling.

Scorched earth, Frankie.

That's all that'll be left
when I'm done with you.

Let's be sure not to do
this again.

Scorched earth!

He's doing better than
I thought he would.

He didn't jump out the window.

Yet.

Mister Jakes total rejection
to basketball analytics

as a managerial tool is totally
out of step with the times.

He's an anachronism.

Well, it would be different
if either of our children

wanted to succeed him.

I do feel for Jake.

That team is his life.

Which is why you divorced him!

A baby touches a hot stove once,

he don't do it no more.

I am not to keep bandaging
your hand again.

Oh, please.

I have absolutely no interest
in Jake Cornell.

I just feel sorry for him.

The same way I would
a wounded animal.

You should know,

wounded animals are
the most dangerous kind.

So keep your distance.

Jake, this trust is iron clad.

No flaws, no back doors.

I ought to know, I wrote it.

Well, then maybe I should
hire someone smarter than you.

Well, evidently you think
you are.

Ok, then-then what do you
think that I should do?

Start working on your golf game.

Oh, you poor dear, I came
as soon as I heard.

Miss Tzu is here.

Thank you, Roz.

How did you know
that this was happening?

Oh, please.

Your son has beet Tweeting
like a songbird.

I mean, the whole entire
world knows.

I don't believe it.

Some of my fondest memories
are coming here as a kid

and sitting on my grandfather's
lap and feeling the place shake

as the-as the crowd
jumped on their feet to cheer.

Jake, you can buy another team.

You could start a whole new
league.

Ah.

It's like taking your cousin
to the prom.

I'd feel a little weird.

Oh, well, if only you were
a publicly held company.

I mean, you could adopt a
shareholder's rights plan.

What?

Um, woah, woah, woah.

What-what do you mean, a
"shareholder's rights uh..."

Well, you know.

Like a poison pill strategy,
whereby a company,

pursued by a hostile bidder
denigrates all its assets

in order to make the acquisition
extremely unattractive.

So you mean like dismantle
my front office

and trade my star players
for journeymen

who don't have the hops to jump
to a conclusion?

Strip everything to a bare bone

and make this a team that no one
would want to own?

Exactly.

Miss Tzu.

You are a genius.

Well....

I couldn't do it.

But maybe my family
might think I would.

Mmmhmm.

Because sometimes desperate men
do desperate things.

Ok, ok, hold your water!

Hold your water!

Mister Jake!

So good to see you.

Goodbye!

Irma!

Goodbye!

Irma!

Goodbye!

Irma-stop it.

Where is she?

She's not here.

You shouldn't be here, this
is not a good time, Mister Jake!

Oh, fiddlesticks!

I want to talk to my wife.

Ex-wife.

It's um... it's good to see
you, Frankie.

I wish I could say the same.

I told him he shouldn't be here.

Really?

You're gonna do this now?

Yes, but this is-

I don't care, I just want-shh!

Frankie, listen.

I just need five minutes.

My name's Francis.

I prefer Frankie.

Always so sensitive
to my feelings.

In any case,
next time call first.

Or email me.

Then we won't have to speak.

Ok, you need to hear what
I have to say.

He doesn't listen.

Otherwise he'd know that
speed wins rings, not size.

Would you please stop
telling me how to run my team?

That's the problem here, Jake.

It's not just your team.

That's right, you tell him!

Would you stay out
of this please?

Don't talk to my Irma like that.

Maybe you should put a leash
on the hired help.

Well, how do you-

That is not a fair thing to-

What in blazes is going on here?

Would you tell your butler
to mind his P's and Q's?

Bunky is not my butler.

They're an item!

Don't you read
the society pages?

No.

Vernice Bidwell the Third.

And judging by your uh,
charming demeanor,

I take it you're Mr. Cornell.

Well, it's not every day you
get to shake hands

with the man who burst
the housing bubble.

You give me too much credit.

Oh, and here I thought that's
exactly what your banks did.

Look, I'd love to exchange
witty repartee with you,

but if you don't mind I'd like
to speak privately to my wife.

Ex-wife.

Actually, I do mind.

And as such, I'd appreciate
you leaving immediately.

Ok, don't bust your
cummerbund there, Bunky,

but I need two minutes with
the mother of my children.

Are you refusing to leave, sir?

Would you ask your boy-toy
to please cool his heels

for a New York minute?

Arthur!

You better leave now,
Mister Jake.

Come in here, please.

You don't want to meet him.

No, you don't want
to see Arthur.

Who's Arthur?

I don't care what-

Arthur, ooh.

A bodyguard, huh?

Yeah, I'd like to see how tough
you are without him around.

Oh, I'm not much of a fighter,

although I wouldn't want
to tangle with my lawyers.

They're killers.

Arthur, would you see
Mr. Cornell to the door?

Hey, woah, woah.

Just a minute there, Arthur,

because my lawyers
can be ruthless as well.

Help!

Hey!

You haven't seen the last of me,
Bunky.

Ok, you know what?

You-you can throw me out,
Frankie,

but I'll be here
when you get home!

Arthur, put him down.

Thank you.

Obviously, Jake,

you won't leave me alone until
you've had your say.

You have two minutes.

That's all I need.

So, how long have
you been going out

with the Earl of White Bread?

There's nothing wrong
with white bread.

No, I just wouldn't want
to eat it every day.

You have a minute
and a half left.

Well, then let's get right
to it.

Now I understand that you
want what's best

for our children's future,

so if I were in your shoes
I wouldn't tick me off.

Because if you do,

I'll adopt what they
call the "poison pill strategy"

and strip the team so bare
you couldn't sell it on eBay.

So if you really want to protect
their financial health,

you will withdraw your support
for a sale immediately.

You would ruin

the most important thing
in the world to you

just to spite your own family?

That's up to you.

Huh.

That's quite a threat.

The way I see it,

you aren't acting in the
best interest of the trust.

I'm afraid the children and I
are gonna have to remove you

from the day to day operations
of the team

while we pursue a sale.

You're bluffing.

That's up to you.

Arthur?

Come in here, please.

No, Arthur, don't.

Are you serious, Frankie?

You're gonna push me out
the door?

Who's gonna run the team?

I thought I could.

You?

Replace me?

Ha!

You know, I had no interest in
getting in the middle of this,

but once again you have
inspired me.

I'm taking personal active
control of the Cougars,

and I'm gonna do it my way.

Arthur, Mr. Cornell is ready
to leave now.

Woah, woah.

Wait, wait, wait.

Time out!

Frankie, you can't-
you can't do this to me!

I take it back, I pinky promise!

Frankie, I-come on!

'Morning, Joe.

Your coach is an idiot.

You should fire him.

Is that so?

Oh, you'll see.

Give my best to Ethel.

Bye bye.

Roz, you're a doll.

Are the decorators here?

Yes.

It's gonna be a pleasure
to get rid of

all those old musty things.

Like Jake?

Tell Emilio I love
his colour palate.

Unfortunately, we have to
stick with the team's colours.

Right.

Mrs. Cornell?

A minute of your time please?

Coach Zimmer is here to see you.

Mr. Zimmer.

How nice of you to stop by.

Would you like a smoothie?

No, I'm not gonna stay long.

I wanna get a few things
straightened out here.

Now, your husband and I didn't
always see eye-to-eye,

but he was a basketball man.

And now that he's gone
I want you to understand

that this is my team and
I'm calling the shots here.

Are we clear?

Hmm.

I guess Joe was right.

Who's Joe?

The man who said I should
fire you,

and that's exactly what
I'm going to do.

What?

I'm relieving you of your
duties immediately.

Oh...

You are making
a big mistake, lady.

You have a half an hour
to clear out your office.

Ah, you bet.

Thanks for stopping by.

Your husband-

Ex-husband.

Whatever.

He's been dogging on a contract
extension for big shot here

for eight months.

That is no way to treat
the greatest player

in franchise history.

I completely agree.

And I'm ready to settle this
right here and now.

How much do you want?

Three years, $88 million.

That's a lot of money.

Well, the way I see it,
we're losing that much

not being in a major market.

Well, if you think you can
do better somewhere else

I'm not gonna stop you.

But Bobby, you don't want to
leave Seattle, do you?

You spent your entire career
with the Cougars.

Your family's happy here,
the entire city loves you.

But I can't afford to pay
all that money to one player,

it wouldn't be fair
to the other boys.

But I am prepared to offer
you a fraction of that,

and I think you'll say yes.

Good morning, everyone.

Oh, please.

I haven't had so many boys
fighting over me

since I was in high school
and played Maria

in West Side Story.

One at a time now,
and please be gentle.

It's my first time.

Ms. Cornell, with
all due respect,

what do you know
about basketball?

Well, I know the last
two minutes of the game

take forever and ever.

The line to the ladies
room is even longer,

and the only
performance-enhancing drugs

I approve of won't add a point
to your scoring average.

Is the team for sale?

What are you offering?

So what are you doing to
put your stamp on the team?

Actually, I'm
planning a few changes.

Oh, she wouldn't dare.

For starters we've hired
chef Wolfgang Schvantz

to create a new and exciting
menu for our concession stands

including vegetarian
and gluten-free items.

And instead of those drab
rags, our team will be wearing

new uniforms designed by none
other than the House of Emilio.

What about firing your coach?

Funny you should mention that,

because modeling the Cougars'
totally re-imagined look

making his runway debut is our
newly-signed player coach,

the legendary Bobby
Big-shot Sanders!

That's right, Big-shot
will be our leader

on the bench and on the court
for the next ten years.

Thanks to him signing the
largest contract in the history

of our sport.

Oh, call me an ambulance.

Wow.

Wow.

They love her.

You don't have to sound
so gleeful about it.

Oh, right.

You gotta admit, Jake,

those new uniforms
are pretty snazzy.

Ben, let's not forget
that you still work for me.

Yeah, um...

I was gonna talk
to you about that.

Oh, jumping ship, huh?

Yeah, the first to go are always
the rats.

She's my cousin.

I promised my mother
I'd look after her.

Fine.

Fine.

I... I will get myself
a new attorney.

As a matter of fact,
I'll get a dozen.

I will spend every cent I have
to get the Cougars back.

And the other owners?

They will come to their senses
when they see how easy it is

for their ungrateful
kids and ex-wives

to kick them to the curb.

Jake, Jake, look.

Now, listen to yourself, ok?

Is this really what you
wanna do?

Start a war and rip
your family apart?

No, this situation, Ben,

calls for exceptional measures.

What are you gonna do?

Call in a drone strike?

No. To keep them from selling
my team,

I just need to get Frankie

to let me keep controlling
her stock.

How are you gonna do that?

Well, the easiest way is
to get Frankie

to fall back in love with me.

What?

Woah, woah, woah.

Hey, Ben.

Ben, come on.

Come on, you can help me here.

Oh, no I can't.

No, no.

I've seen enough war movies
to know what happens

to the guy who collaborates
with the enemy.

Oh, come on.

If you didn't think we belonged
together

you would never have
introduced us.

Well, I did a lot of foolish
things in my youth.

Fine, Ben.

You just watch me.

Because I will do whatever
it takes to get my team back.

Even if that means marrying
her a second time.

You mean a third time,
don't you?

Right. Forgot about that one.

Oh, hi.

Thank you so much for coming,

I was afraid you
weren't gonna show.

Please, have a seat.

There you go.

I shouldn't be here.

If Miss Francis finds out
about this

she'll boil me like a lobster.

Well, if she does, you make sure
you save me the tail.

You're a very naughty boy,
Mister Jake.

Hey, your secret is safe
with me, Irma.

Scout's honour.

Waiter?

Could I get a single malt
scotch, neat,

in a brandy snifter?

You have a good memory,
Mister Jake.

Oh, I do.

That I do.

Because, as you know, Irma,

I've had a lot of time
on my hands lately.

I had a lot of time to reflect
and what I've come to realize

is that I've never been happier
than when I was with Frankie.

So you're gonna prey on her
weakness for you

to stop her from selling
the team?

So you admit she has a weakness
for me?

Oh, no, no.

I've said enough already.

Ok, look.

You know we belong together.

Frankie and I are like lemonade
and iced tea.

We're completely different
but you put us together?

You've got an Arnold Palmer.

No, no, no.

Miss Francis doesn't like
lemonade.

It leaves a sour aftertaste.

You know how we were.

Frankie and I had crazy
wonderful times together.

Nobody loved anyone more.

You know, she told you
everything.

Those were wonderful times.

We were so happy.

I know.

Yes.

Yeah, see?

And we could all be happy
together again.

You know her so well.

Please, Irma, help me.

I'm sorry, Mister Jake.

I can't.

Look, I know what
you're thinking.

I'm not going to hurt her again.

No, it's not that.

Miss Francis is appointing me

the Cougars' new vice president
of statistical analysis.

Oh.

Congratulations.

Ok, look.

Since you're so good
with numbers,

what are my chances?

Six percent at best.

Oh.

Look, I know that you can't
help me, but-but if you could,

where would you
recommend I start?

Hypothetically?

Hypothetically?

Yeah.

To attract bull's attention
the matador waves his red cape.

Make her jealous!

Oh.

Oh, that-that's good.

Yeah, that is good.

But what about Bunky?

Ah, he's nice arm candy.

Yeah, I know.

He's the one percent
of the one percent.

No, no, no.

You don't have to worry.

He's not enough man for her.

I know.

She tells me everything.

Huh.

Oh, yeah.

Yes.

Oh, fiddlesticks.

Of all the nerve.

Remember, my dear,
you're here to relax.

Well, what a pleasant surprise.

You know, when the starter
asked us to fill out a foursome

I had no idea who
we'd be bunking with.

Oh, I'm sorry, where
are my manners?

This is my constant companion,
Miss Pai Gai Tzu.

Vernice Bidwell, what an
unexpected pleasure.

And Ms. Cornell.

You look so much younger
in person

without all that
heavy make-up on.

So, who would like
to tee off first?

I will.

You are rude and know
no boundaries,

and if you think I'm gonna stand
here and listen to you moan

and cry about your beloved team-

Oh, I have no interest in
basketball anymore.

Yeah, that chapter of my life
is closed.

Finito.

And I'm fine with it.

Yeah.

I'm actually more interested in
being out here in the fresh air

and working on my game.

I don't believe you.

Bunky, you're the club
president, do something.

And as such I'm obliged to
enforce the rules

regarding assigned pairings.

I guess today we won't need
a wager

to make things interesting.

Excellent.

Well, who would like
the honours?

I'll go.

Excuse me, dear.

The women's tees are further up.

Oh, no need.

Holy Hannah.

Well, Miss Tzu was NCAA Women's
champion

while attending Stanford.

She's got quite an interlocking
grip.

We get the picture.

Oh dear, that-

that was unfortunate.

I'm headed that way,
I'll give you a lift.

Ah.

Um... well you're more
than welcome to ride with me.

I'd rather swallow hot coals.

That's not...

You know, like it or not,
Frankie,

our lives are somewhat
intertwined with-

with birthdays and graduations,
weddings...

someday we might even have
a grandchild.

I don't know how your little
girlfriend's gonna feel about

having two in diapers.

I was wondering how long it
would take you

to mention Miss Tzu.

Quite a skill set on her, huh?

For your sake I hope one of them
is CPR.

Yes!

Allergies.

My, you have already acquired
quite the impressive resume,

young lady.

Thank you, sir.

Please, call me Bunky.

Very well, Bunky.

Can I ask you a personal
question?

Certainly.

But I will have to ask you
to sign

a confidentiality agreement.

Um, have you ever considered
buying a basketball team?

No.

I'm hardly the sportsman.

If I wanted to spend
hundreds of millions of dollars

on fragile athletes
with short shelf lives,

I'd invest in race horses.

Oh, I despise the game myself

but I do think it's an
undervalued commodity.

How so?

Well, for instance, you own
several television stations

in secondary markets, right?

28 in all.

I've been trying to unload
them forever.

Well, maybe you wouldn't
need to if you owned a team.

If your stations aired the
team's game live

with a re-run on another
day part,

well that's over 50,000 hours
of original programming annually

that you'd be paying
yourself to air.

Blue is my second favourite
colour dollar.

Tell me more.

And then if you acquired
a baseball team

you would have year
round programming.

You can turn your low band
and UHF stations

into a national sports network.

I could distribute it via
cable and collect carrier fees

on top of ad revenues.

You know, I know the perfect
phone carrier

that would just love to tap
into your digital spectrum.

Young lady, you have
a dirty mind.

Why thank you, sir.

Ah.

So what's the uh... what's
the deal with you and Bunky?

Does he make you happy
the way I did?

I am not gonna discuss
my personal life with you.

Well, I guess I'll take that
as a "no".

You know, if you guys
are having problems,

it might make you feel better
just to get it off your chest.

Frankie, I just want you
to know,

if ever you need me around
to talk, I'm here for you.

You're welcome.

What happened to him?

I think the golf gods feel the
same way that I do about him.

Francis, I have an announcement
to make.

Due to an impending business
opportunity,

I'm afraid that both Miss Tzu
and myself uh...

need to detangle our
personal relationships

with each of you.

What does that mean?

He's breaking up with you.

Goodbye, Jake.

I'd also like the key to
my apartment back, please.

What do you- what do you mean?

She's breaking up with you.

I know it's sudden, but I
think it would be ill-advised

to continue seeing
one another given that

we intend to acquire controlling
interest in the Cougars.

What?

I assure you,
it's nothing personal.

It's just business.

Hmm.

You, please.

You uh... mind some company?

Terry, get the man a margarita.

Rocks, no salt, with a floater.

You remembered.

Don't make too much of it.

Can you imagine Bunky thinks
he's gonna own

a basketball team?

That man thinks that Air Jordan

is how you fly to
the middle east.

The only thing he needs to
know how to do is sign a cheque.

Frankie, the other owners
will not approve him.

Half of them lost their shirts
in the last financial collapse.

This is an inappropriate
conversation for us

to be having.

Very well.

So when was the last time
you were dumped?

First time for everything,
I guess.

How about you?

Our last honeymoon.

♪ Let's hear those
Cougars roar. ♪

♪ Roar!

♪ Fight!

♪ Fight!

♪ Fight!

♪ Together we'll win today,
together we'll win today! ♪

Woo!

Excellent!

Woo!

Well, who needs it, anyway?

People our age dating, texting,
sexting?

It's all so silly.

I think kids today
have it right.

Just hook up.

Good times, no commitments...

what do you think?

You cannot be serious.

You were wronged out there
today, Frankie.

And it's not unusual for people
on the rebound to go back

to playing for their old team.

We tried putting our old
team back together before.

The chemistry wasn't there
anymore, remember?

Maybe we just need
to give it more time.

Maybe we should have
known better than to even try.

Do you know when he discovered
the lightbulb,

Edison tried 1,200 filaments

before he found one
that would last?

Not your strongest
selling point.

Come on.

You know we're good together.

Do you not remember what
happened up at the cabin?

Could there be a more convincing
litmus test

than our second honeymoon?

It wasn't that bad.

It was the worst 36 hours
of my life.

Frankie, come on!

Frankie!

Listen to me.

I'm just-I'm just-

I'm saying that maybe
we're both at fault.

Pardon?

Yeah.

Come on, it takes two
to tango, right?

So you're saying that
I share the blame

for what happened at the cabin?

No, I am saying that maybe
we can both learn

from our mistakes.

Believe me, I have.

Frankie!

Wait, let me get the door!

And, voila!

Awww.

I love you, Mrs. Cornell.

I love you, Mr. Cornell.

Frankie, Frankie, I promise you
this marriage is going to be

so much better than
the last one.

Oh, that might be the kids.

You should get that.

Who cares, forget the kids.

The kids can wait.

No, they probably
got our message.

Go ahead, answer it.

Answer it.

Hello?

Yes, this is a bad time.

What?

New Orleans will trade
their first draft pick?

Crazy!

Honey, I've gotta...

Listen, listen.

We need-we need to do

whatever we can to
get the Sanders kid.

This guy's a game changer.

I want a full court press.

Get their GM on the horn,

find out how much blood
they want in return, ok?

Honey?

Honey!

This is amazing!

Yeah.

Yes, ok.

Ok, after you sign the
extensions with them

you trade them to Hartford.

See, what that'll do is
it'll create calf space

for you to sign Corbin.

Hartford will then give me
their draft choice,

which I will trade,

along with Price and Marks to
New Orleans to sign Sanders.

Ok?

No.

Ok, how about this.

You give me Corbin,

I give you my second picks for
the next three years

and my condo in Maui
for Christmas.

Ok, good.

Yeah.

Like it, like it.

Good work, people.

Frankie, the deal's done,
let's celebrate!

Woah, woah, woah.

Honey, no, no, no.

We don't have to go home.

I finished the deal here.

Me too.

The annulment papers are
ready to be signed.

Wait, what?

What annulment papers?

I thought it was more
expedient than a divorce.

Good bye.

No!

What about our honeymoon?

Our honeymoon ended
the minute you went back

on your word.

Honey, honey, woah.

Just-

Give me that.

You know you mean
the world to me!

Be honest with yourself!

The team is number one
and there is no number two!

Listen.

You're a little upset, ok?

So-so let's not be hasty, let's-

let's take a little time out.

We'll uh, we'll go for a drink
in the jacuzzi, ok?

We'll chat.

Just give me a second chance.

This was your second chance!

I'm telling you, this time
will be different.

I swear it.

I pinky swear.

Ow!

You deserved it.

You alright, mister?

No.

I lost my kids, I lost my wife,
and I lost my team.

But I'm gonna get them back.

My name's Jake Cornell and when
I say I'm gonna do something,

I do it.

Thank you, Bryan.

How are you, Joe?

Never better, ma'am.

Ok, one last one.

You two down on your knees.

Down on your knees.

Yeah, lean towards... yes,
yes, yes!

This looks so good!

Oh, you guys look so amazing.

I think we got it, people.

Yeah, it looks so great.

Thank you.

Thanks, you guys.

Mother, this is such a surprise!

Hello, dear.

Hi.

Come.

Come in the cart.

I understand you don't have
time to visit your mother,

too busy stealing Latvian
teenagers from their mothers.

Covering up DUI's.

I'm sorry I haven't seen you
lately but don't worry,

it's only temporary.

Funny, you didn't look like
a temp out there.

Well, it's a national campaign.

Publicity is good for the team.

You're starting to sound
like Jake.

It's only temporary.

I certainly hope so.

You spend enough time as it
is with big furry animals.

And I certainly didn't raise you
to be a tomboy.

What is all this?

I think she has a secret
admirer.

Huh.

Wow.

It's from Jake.

How sweet.

Have them sent to the hospital.

Consider it done.

There's some very expensive
flowers here, dear.

Are you sure you don't want
to keep any of them?

No.

I want nothing to do with him.

The man is pestering me every
turn I make.

Last night I went to dinner
at Martelli's

and as soon as I sit down
the waiter comes over

with an expensive
glass of champagne,

says it's from the gentleman
in the next booth.

Jake.

So I stand up,

pour the champagne over his head
and walk out.

And then I give the valet $100

so he could let the air
out of his tires.

Francis, do you hear yourself?

You're giggling like a sixth
grader with a schoolgirl crush.

Do you really think I enjoy
being stalked?

Are you sure you're not
encouraging him?

Just to chase you?

You think I'm egging him on?

Why would I do that?

That's what I've been wondering.

And the only answer I can
come up with?

You're still in love
with the man.

I am offended.

Hardly a denial, dear.

Can we just talk
about something else?

Can you?

It's not happening, mother.

I think Jake is very sincere
in his desire for a fresh start.

He said so Sunday at brunch.

The salmon was under par
and believe me I let them know.

It was just-

You had breakfast with Jake?

Brunch, dear.

And stop staring at me
like your father.

Jake and I are only interested
in what's best for you.

How can you
let him use you like this?

Is there no depth the man
won't stoop to?

He loves you.

No, he's loathsome.

He's egomaniacal.

He's a guttersnipe.

My darling.

My dear, dear girl.

Just because there's a spot
on the apple

doesn't mean you have to
throw away the whole thing.

Yes, but most of the time

it's just plain old rotten
to the core.

Francis, you can't be sure
one way or the other

unless you take a bite.

Now can you?

Hmm?

Well.

What a coincidence.

Or a cruel joke.

What, did you put a tracking
device on my truck?

Uh, nah, it's more preferable
to put the tracking device

on the actual subject,

but that means I'd have
to get very close.

That's never gonna happen.

Anyway, nice bumping into you.

I'm gonna go take
a nice long run.

Hey, well that's exactly
what I'm here for.

Really?

I didn't know you ran.

What, are you implying
that I'm out of shape?

No, it's just that
you're jogging suit

still has the price tag on it.

Are you gonna wear those
headphones the whole time?

What'd you say?

I said, I thought that maybe
we could talk.

That's why I put these on.

Come on, Frankie,

when's the last time we had
a real conversation?

I think before the restraining
order went into effect.

Ok, haven't we played enough
"pin the fail on Jake" lately?

Oh, well you... you offer up
such a huge target.

See?

Who makes you laugh like I do,
right?

Why are you doing this?

Doing what?

The flowers, acting all cute,

following me around like you're
with the NSA.

Come on, isn't it obvious?

How do you get electricity,
Frankie?

With friction.

And there's enough
electricity between us

to eliminate fossil fuels.

Thanks for the science lesson.

Come-hey, come here!

Don't you get it?

I love you.

You are shameless.

Look, I never expected to
fall in love with you again,

but here I was being shooed
away by Irma and I-

I looked up and boom!

Honey, you just plain knocked
the wind out of me.

And that's when I realized
that I still loved you.

You love me.

Yeah, I guess I always have.

Why?

Why what?

Why do you love me?

A man just said he loved you.

What more do you need?

I need a few specifics.

Because I do.

Well, but why?

What kind of a question is that?

An important question.

Why do you love me?

I just told you!

Electricity and friction
and looking radiant.

That's all you got?

Of course not.

Ok, I'm listening.

Because you...

you say things and then you...

you do things, and you
say and...

I can't define love.

Apparently so.

Ok, I didn't know I was
getting a pop quiz today.

Ok, last chance, Jake.

I love everything about you.

Nice try.

Alright, well listen.

What do you want me to say?

It should be easy for a man
with such unbridled passion.

Frankie, I'm not Taylor Swift,
ok?

I just can't put my feelings
into words-ow!

Are you ok?

I think I-I think I sprained
my ankle.

No, no, no, no.

Go, go, go on without me.

Very well.

Let me take a look at it.

How does this feel?

Not as good as this.

Stop it.

Get off of me, Jake!

Frankie, listen to me.

There are words that you
can't always say

but you feel it between us,
don't you?

Right now all I feel
is resentment.

Frankie, this is right.

No. Get-no.

Is that a sports bra
you're wearing?

Don't-no!

No, no, no!

Get off!

Ugh.

No, Jake.

No!

When you go to a theme park
you can't just buy a ticket

for the rides you like.

You have to buy a ticket for
the whole park.

It's not worth it
for me anymore.

Frankie, come on.

Come on.

Frankie, you gotta admit,
we were happy.

No, you were happy.

The kids and I, we were lonely.

I thought it would get better

but I guess I was
just being naive.

Look, you have every right
to be angry.

You missed so much.

You missed so much of your life,
so much of ours.

And you wanna know what
the final straw was?

When I did this little number
at a PTA benefit

and I really wanted you to come
to the show

and you kept promising me
that you would be there,

and at the last minute you
decided you were too tired.

Unfortunately,
nothing's important

unless it's important to you.

It's clear that the kids and
I will never be your priority

and we deserve so much better.

Frankie!

There you go.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Thanks so much.

You know, I usually don't
eat spicy food,

but this looks so good
I'll make an exception.

Dad, what are you doing here?

What?

A father can't come by and
say hi and take an interest

in the good work that his
daughter is doing?

It's just... well, I thought you
were mad at me.

You know, about selling
the team and all?

Alex, come on.

That's just business,

I don't take that
stuff personally.

So, um... why don't we go for
dinner and get some real food?

I can't.

Mom has her big
fundraiser tonight.

It's a theme party,

we're all getting dressed
up in pajamas.

Oh, well that's great!

Sounds like a date.

I'll pick you up.

Move it along, fancy pants.

I'm hungry.

Take your time, sir.

I promise you, you
will have more fun

than on your seventh
grade cotillion.

Hopefully this time I won't
throw my back out

doing the electric slide.

Pick me up at 6:00.

You got it.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Thank you so much.

Hi.

Which is sprouting some
very negative side effects.

We are dedicated to helping
abused, abandoned,

and neglected animals.

Domestic animals, especially
farm animals, um...

due to past mistreatment would
be difficult

to place them in adoption.

You won't believe how many
abandoned animals

are just wandering the
streets of Seattle.

Pigs and those...

things with the horns that
uh... go "baah".

Excuse me.

What is so funny?

Hi mom.

Look who came as my plus one.

How sweet.

Dad was just telling us
the funniest story.

Really?

Frankie, you remember when
Alex came in to our room

that night and her arms were
crossed in front of her chest

and and she was like "the
movies won't plays no mores".

Right, because...

they put the
grilled cheese in the video.

I don't believe I saw your
name on the guest list.

Well, I uh, I paid at the door.

I mean, I overpaid, but hey,
it's for charity, right?

What's your angle here, Jake?

Um, other than trying to be
a better father, nothing.

Hi!

You didn't answer my question.

Frankie, what is it with you?

You chastise me if I don't
pay attention to the children

and you chastise me when I do.

Surprise!

Barton!

Oh, I didn't think you were
coming!

Last minute I caught a ride
on my friend's jet.

I brought her along,
I hope that's ok.

The more the merrier.

Excellent.

Uh, she's just outside, she
had to make a business call.

There's my boy, huh?

Look at you.

Look at that.

That's something you didn't
think you'd ever see again.

I think they're going
to get back.

Auntie Portia, I think you're
just having a senior moment.

Um, young lady?

Would you mind taking a photo?

Come on, let's go do
a family photo.

A family photo?

Come on.

What?

Stand right there.

Ok everyone, let's uh,
squeeze in.

Let's show off those pearly
whites your mom

and I paid so much money for.

Alright, alright.

Let's do the uh, let's do
the pose that Barton did

in his seventh grade yearbook
photo, you remember?

Oh!

I'm sorry to take so long,
Bartykins.

Mom, dad.

I think you know my friend here.

Oh, not quite as well
as I thought.

You know, when Barton told me

about all the important work
that you do,

well, I just had to show
my support.

Hi.

Alexandria.

Barton's sister.

Barton's told me all about you.

I admire your charitable spirit.

Yours as well, Mrs. Cornell.

Oh, that's sweet, dear.

You know, I was just wondering

how did you and Barton
become so close?

Uh...

Well, recently, my new
employers, the Bidwell Group,

made a substantial investment
in Barton's start-up.

And we really hit it off.

Anyways, um, Barton has now
offered to help champion

my firm's purchase
of the Cougars.

Oh really?

So you suckered him into
backing some lowball offer.

$700 million is hardly
a lowball offer, Jake.

That's right.

It's an insult.

That's enough, we're not talking
business here.

No, we are talking business
Frankie,

because I am not selling
my team.

For the last time the team
doesn't belong to you, dad,

it belongs to our family.

Don't you get it, Barton?

This is a swindle.

Her and Bunky are not interested
in your little disruptive

start-up start-up.

Well the Bidwell Group is
supporting my dreams,

which is more than I can say
for you,

who takes no interest
in what I do.

And what you're doing
is selling out the family.

Stop it!

Everybody is looking.

You're just jealous,
aren't you, dad?

Because I am my own man and I'm
going to be very successful

completely on my own,

unlike you who just inherited
his father's business.

Oh really?

I just inherited my-

well, how would you like me to
bequeath you a bloody nose?

Oh, you're gonna hit me?

Yeah!

I'm gonna hit you!

This is not happening!

Why don't we step outside
then, young man?

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

The most important night of
the entire year for me,

and what does the man who claims
to love me so much do?

He humiliates me in front of
everyone I know!

Yeah, well maybe one day you
will thank me.

Please leave, Jake.

But don't you see
what's going on here?

This woman is luring him
into Bunky's little web.

I asked you to leave.

Please go.

Not until we sort this out.

Go!

Now!

Not until we work this out!

In that case, goodnight.

Mom.

Frankie!

Thank you.

Hey, you ok?

You need help?

I can handle this myself,
thank you.

You know, I don't know why
you drive this old heap.

It's nothing but problems.

Let me call the auto club.

No. If there was
service out here

don't you think I would
have called them already?

Do you know how to fix
a broken carburetor?

No.

But even if I did I wouldn't
touch anything in there

in the middle of
a perfect storm.

Come on, get in my car
before you float away.

Don't you get it?

It's over.

Goodbye.

Adios.

You fouled out.

You are ejected.

Banned for life.

Let's get out of here!

There you go.

Thanks for the ride.

My pleasure.

You're shivering.

Oh, I'm not- I'm not shivering.

I'm just excited to be near you.

Come inside the house,
we'll get you dried off.

No, I-I can't.

Yes you can.

Ok.

Oh, I can't wait to get out
of these wet clothes.

Don't get any ideas,
this is purely humanitarian.

You got anything to drink
around here, Frankie?

Have some tea.

You'll be leaving soon.

That uh, that was a pretty good
fight tonight, huh?

What do you consider
a good fight?

I'm just trying to have
a conversation here.

No, you're trying to have
an argument.

No I'm not.

Yes, you are.

You keep telling me that
I like to argue-

Because you always do.

I'm just trying to have
a conversation

and have a little cup of tea-

Shh!

You know what?

Let's stop talking
for a while, ok?

Ok.

Oooh.

Though you gotta admit,
we're good at arguing.

And we're pretty darn good
at making up, too.

No comment.

Anyway, I'll admit I uh,

I was wrong and I'm sorry
about the PTA show thing

that I didn't go to.

I feel really bad about it.

Please.

You wouldn't have even known
about it if I didn't tell you.

Which makes it even worse.

You know what?

I would like to hear you sing
a song.

That was a one time performance
only.

Come on, come on, come on.

It'll make you feel
so much better.

This is stupid.

We can't erase the past.

I just wanna hear it.

Please?

I- I'm gonna check the dryer.

No, no, no.

Please, Frankie.

Please, just-just sing it once.

I don't even remember the words.

Then just sing one verse.

One verse.

Just step right over here, ok?

There you go, loosen up.

One verse.

There was music.

There was a guitar player,

and I was wearing
a white satin dress-

Yeah, you don't
need any of that.

Please.

♪ All those tears,

♪ all those years,

♪ yet I can't believe
we parted. ♪

♪ This is goodbye

♪ but not farewell.

♪ I know we'll be
together someday. ♪

♪ And though we've had
our trials ♪

♪ as all couples do,

♪ I never thought
you'd say ♪

♪ we're through.

♪ Still I pray

♪ we'll find a way

♪ to be together
one day. ♪

♪ One day.

♪ One day.

I love you because you make
every day exciting.

And I love you because
despite my failings

you're always there for me.

And I love you because every
time I look in your eyes

I know how good life can be.

You're my everything, Francis.

Call me Frankie.

Hey.

Good morning, beautiful.

You're making breakfast for me?

Well, I was for me, but I guess
we can split it 50/50.

Mmm, just like our divorce.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, I uh, I got us
a little Bloody Mary.

Really, I shouldn't.

Come on, we have a lot
to celebrate today.

What exactly are we celebrating?

Us.

To many more years of bickering.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Uh, grab your breakfast.

Thank you.

Wow, beautiful.

Here we go.

Oh, do you happen to have
any of your wedding rings left?

No.

The first one I threw
into Puget Sound

and the second one I rolled over
with my tractor.

Ah, that's too bad.

They could have come in handy.

Woah.

Wait, wait.

You're moving a little too fast.

You wanna get married again?

Oh yeah, don't you?

We'll jump off that bridge
when we get to it.

But first we have a few issues
we need to resolve.

Like which religion to raise
our children in?

That's very funny.

No, I'm talking about the team.

Well, there's no problems

because we're not selling
the team anymore.

What do you mean?

Well, we're back together again

so the sale is just
a moot point.

Really?

So you'll just go back to
running the team again?

Yeah.

Yeah, of course.

And where does that leave me?

Frankie, come on.

You've had your fun.

Play time is over.

What about all the improvements
I made?

Improvements?

Ok, Big Shot, I'll give you
that one, good idea.

But come on, no one
comes to the arena

to have a designer hot dog.

And those uniforms?

I like the uniforms.

It looks like the team
just stepped out

of a Grateful Dead concert.

Really?

Yes.

The Seattle Cougars have
proudly worn the same uniform

since 1948.

And the team has been dead
last in merchandising sales.

I don't care about merchandise.

I care about winning.

You are losing this argument.

You call this an argument?

A grown man throwing
a little hissy fit

over something he has
no control over?

What do you call it?

You know, I really think
that the Botox

is finally getting
to your brain.

Oh.

Now this is an argument.

Ok, look.

I'm just saying that I think
that maybe these new uniforms-

Really?

Are the wrong colour-

I can't believe that I thought
we could get back together.

Oh, come on-ok, you know what?

Maybe the 36 hours that we
spent the last time

didn't work out either.

Get out, Jake.

I want my team back.

You mean my team.

Out!

Frankie!

I'll see you in court!

Welcome.

We thank the plaintiff,
Mr. Cornell,

for letting us use
his lovely home.

So over the top.

Not yet, Mrs. Cornell.

So, in order to expedite
a resolution to a matter

of great importance
to both sides,

you have agreed to
binding arbitration.

I am a former probate judge
who has been appointed

as the sole arbiter and my
decision will be final

and not subject to appeal.

Please remember that although
we are in a casual setting,

the rules of the court
still apply.

Are both sides clear on this?

Crystal, your honour.

Agreed.

Alright.

Let's play ball.

Morning, Jake.

How are you doing today?

Oh, besides the constant
pain of being betrayed

by my best friend since college,
just great.

Your honour, I move to declare
Mr. Cornell a hostile witness.

I have no objection
with that, your honour.

And you have no standing
in that decision.

You may treat him as such.

So, Mr. Cornell, how many years
has your family had ownership

of the Seattle Cougars?

Are you going to ask a lot
of questions

that everybody knows
the answer to?

This is jeopardy, sir.

One doesn't answer a question
with a question here.

67 distinguished years, and
over the past quarter century

I have succeeded my
grandfather and father

in providing stability
and leadership

while steering our team and
family trust to record revenue.

Goodness.

Let's try to remain civil,
please.

But in all that time

you haven't raised many
championship banners, have you?

As a matter of fact,
for the past six years

the team hasn't even made
the playoffs.

Well, we've-we've had
some bad luck and injuries.

Plus, it's very hard for a
smaller market team to compete

for the top free agents.

So in other words you're not
promising a winning season

this year or any time soon.

You say you've had
a lot of injuries

but it seems to me that it's...
your fans

that have been hurt the worst.

Are you gonna let him get away
with these shenanigans?

Objection, your honour,

the team's record is not germain
to this inquiry.

Well, as a season ticket holder
it's of great interest to me.

Overruled.

So Mr. Cornell.

Ten years ago you fired
Chuck Thompson,

the head coach with the second
best winning percentage

of all time.

Why?

We didn't see eye-to-eye.

Then I guess you didn't see
eye-to-eye

with the five other head coaches
you've had this past decade.

Four directors of scouting,
three general managers,

and um... 42 assistant coaches.

I object.

You can't.

Well, then you object!

To what, exactly?

He's making it out like I don't
get along with anybody,

you stuffed skirt!

Mr. Cornell!

I quit.

I uh... think you've shown us
all we need to see.

No more questions, your honour.

I uh-your honour, if it pleases
the court,

I guess it's obvious I don't
have my own legal council

I ask that I be allowed
to represent myself.

Very well.

Thank you.

Now Barton, can you tell us what
the contents of this bag are?

Yes, those were two independent
reports that I had commissioned

on behalf of the family trust.

And what exactly was
your father's reaction

to these findings?

I think that's evident.

How would you characterize your
relationship with your father?

I don't know.

I used to see him going
through the locker room

hugging all the players

and telling them how
proud he was of them...

and wishing he felt the same
way about me.

And after this seven-foot,
300 pound Russian gentleman

kicked you in the head,

you had to be transported
to the hospital in an ambulance.

That's right.

And your father did not
accompany you, did he?

No.

Because the game had gone
into double overtime.

I used to love May because
that's when the season ended

and he'd be home more.

And even when he was home
he was always restless,

waiting for training camp
to start.

I believe he thinks that
we're trying to sell the team

to hurt him.

And, deep down, maybe we are.

Your witness.

Actually, I don't know about you

but I'm getting a little hungry.

Let's recess for one hour.

Having a rough day, I hear.

The most important job in my
life and I threw up an air ball.

I'm such an idiot.

You know, I figured I'd just
waltz back in,

get Frankie to fall head
over heels in love with me,

the kids would forgive me

and we'd be one big
happy family again.

Instead I realized how badly
I blew it.

You sure have.

You know the worst thing
about losing your family is?

Realizing you never deserved
them in the first place.

Ow!

What did you do that for?

Because you're being
a pathetic loser!

When your team is behind,
do you quit?

No!

You dig deep and fight for
what's yours!

Irma, we've sailed way to
far past that buoy

to turn this ship around.

Do you love them?

Of course I love them.

I wanted to be a good father
and husband, I just...

I just never got the hang of it.

But the truth is that Frankie
and the kids,

they mean more to me than
anything in the world.

Then show them!

Save your family.

I've done too much irreparable
harm.

It's too late.

If you truly love them,
you go back in there,

show them what's in your heart.

And win them back.

Yes!

Your witness, counsellor.

Thank you, your honour.

I don't admire the portrait

that's been painted of me
here today,

and you've all caused me
to take a...

a long hard look at myself
and the damage

that my misplaced priorities
have caused to the people

that I care about the most.

Alex, Barton...

I can't change the past and
I know that I can't do

any worse going forward but
I do know that in my heart

I can be much, much better.

You have every reason not
to believe me,

but I love you both,

and in the time that we
have left together

I want to be a better and more
understanding father,

and I want you both to feel that
we are a family.

And if the only way for me to
prove what my family means to me

is to sell this
team then go ahead.

Give it away for all I care.

Thank you.

Mrs. Cornell, are you tired
of people asking

if you know anything
about basketball?

I've sat through hundreds of
games but I still can't explain

the continuation rule.

Can you, your honour?

Not exactly.

I don't know much about
triangle offenses

or triple doubles but I do know
that this is a city

filled with good people begging
to be inspired by a team

that shares their character,
who aspires to be the best.

And I don't believe
that was possible

under the former management.

So you believe that it's
in the best interest of the city

and the team to find
a new owner?

Not just for the city
but for our family.

My ex-husband always talks
about how the Cougars

are a family business
but his actions have

excluded the family
from the business.

Actions which, like
everything else,

he has never accepted
responsibility for.

Nothing further.

Frankie, wait!

Uh... what about telling
the kids?

I'll do it.

They might be relieved.

Us being together again
really freaked them out.

Yeah, I'll uh... have the team
issue a press release

and fax it over
for your approval.

Ok.

Make sure you see a doctor.

You might need some stitches.

Yeah.

Don't worry about that.

Time heals all wounds, right?

Yeah.

I guess this is it.

Yeah.

Yeah, at least we won't have
to wonder anymore.

Can't say we didn't try.

No.

No.

Mr. Cornell?

Mr. Cornell?

I said, your witness,
Mr. Cornell.

Mrs. Cornell, can you tell
the court.

Did we have a happy marriage?

What do you want me to say,
Jake?

That every moment
we spent together

was nothing but utter bliss?

That you were a wonderful
father and a doting husband?

Sorry, but I'm under oath.

And yet you married me
a second time.

Regrettably.

And recently you and I had
a very memorable night

filled with passion, romance,
and tender, sweaty-

Objection.

And objectionable.

I'll rephrase, your honour.

Mrs. Cornell, there's a
preponderance of evidence

to suggest that you are
very attracted to me.

The question I want
to know is why?

I've asked myself
that many times.

And for good reason.

I mean obviously I'm very
handsome

and I have a masculine vitality
and confidence-

Better not get too close, I may
not be able to control myself.

But would you also agree that-

that I can often be
self-centered,

difficult, impulsive,
opinionated

and somewhat combative?

I'd say more constantly
than often.

And as a result of those
factors I occasionally can make

some mistakes,
sometimes real whoppers.

But the biggest mistake I've
ever made was letting you leave

that cabin that night.

I'm so sorry, Frankie.

Come back.

Relevance, your honour?

Hang on now, this is just like
the telenovela

I saw last night.

Keep going, Mr. Cornell.

Rather than even trying to take
a shot at becoming the man

that you obviously believe
I can be,

I had the ball in my hands
and I let the clock run out.

But if you can see clear
to giving me a second shot

I promise you that
I will not disappoint

because I love you so much.

But all of this means nothing

if you don't feel the same
way about me.

Francis Cornell, can you see
clear to love me again?

Objection, council is asking the
witness to draw a conclusion.

Sustained.

No further questions,
your honour.

Thank you, Mrs. Cornell.

Thank you.

Uh, your honour, at this time
the defense rests his case.

Uh...

What?

I need you to bring
Jake back up to the stand.

Uh, correction.

At this time the defense would
like to recall to the stand

Mr. Jake Cornell.

The court is touched by
your heartfelt confessions but,

given your history, why should
we believe anything you said?

I'm not asng to be judged
from the past

but from what I do
from here on out.

Um, excuse me.

Your honour, um...

I think it would just be
easier for everyone

if I questioned
the witness myself.

I guess it's "Everyone Can
Be A Lawyer" Day.

Proceed.

So, Mr. Cornell, do you
recall how you received

that small scar on your right
little finger?

Yes, you confused my finger
for a cobb salad.

And what would cause me to do
something so out of character?

Well, I told you that I wanted
to try to be a better man,

you said to quit lying to myself
and then you punctuated that

with your teeth.

So do you think you're being
honest with yourself now?

I am.

I've lived with you and
I've lived without you

and life is definitely
better with you.

And you're not just saying
all these things

because you think that's what
the court wants to hear?

No.

I'm saying them from my heart.

Even if it means losing
the Cougars?

Frankie, it-

Francis.

Losing the team means
nothing to me

compared to losing my family.

Well then, Mr. Cornell,

Jake, given everything
we've heard in this room today,

how would I know
that you would do your utmost

to live up to the promises
you made today?

I pinky swear.

It's been nice.

Good morning, and thank you
all for coming.

As of today I will be
sharing responsibility

for day-to-day operations
with my bride-to-be, again,

Francis Cornell.

Sweetheart.

Our team has a great history,

but our future is going
to be even brighter

because the Cougars
are going to be playing

in a completely
refurbished arena.

That's right, new concessions,
better sight lines,

ergonomic seats
and a 400 room hotel.

Also as of today, Seattle
fans across America

can follow their team
exclusively on CTN,

the Cougar Television Network.

That's right, we've acquired
from the Bidwell Group

a total of 28 TV stations

to broadcast every home
and away game

to millions of new Cougars fans
across the country.

And who better to oversee
this bold expansion

than the architect of
the acquisition himself,

our son Barton Cornell.

So proud.

Good job, son.

Now, the uh, the Cougars
organization

and the Cornell family

owe a great debt
to this community,

and what better way to repay
that debt than to help lift

and inspire those
less fortunate?

So to accomplish this we
have formed Cougar Care.

Our team will lead the league
in a new statistic.

Charitable donations.

And it's MVP will be our
daughter, Alexandria Cornell.

Now the Cougars may not win
every game, no one does.

But I will promise you that
not only will we be great

on the court but also
in the owner's box.

And I love to entertain,

so I'm inviting you
and your family

to the biggest party
of the year.

And the best part about it?

It goes all season.

So...

♪ Let's hear those
Cougars roar, ♪

♪ roar!

♪ Fight!

♪ Fight!

♪ Fight!

♪ Together we'll win today,

♪ together we'll win today.