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- With Daytona looming,

between managing my team

and all my other
responsibilities,

you know, typing and otherwise,

this is the time of year
when the rubber meets the road

and my schedule gets dumb.

And it doesn't help
the fact that I'm out

several of my cheerleaders
because they got suspended

for a week for showing a little
too much school spirit.

- Yeah!

[dramatic music]

- [grunts]

[whistle blasting]

- And that kind of behavior,

which I admire
but do not condone,

has really added
an extra serving

of deep fried stupid
to my plate.

And we don't have
a choreographer.

We don't have a finalized
routine for Daytona yet.

It is a lot, y'all.

Oh.

[clattering]

Oh. Thank you so much.

OK, y'all, look out.

- ? Let's go,
okay, let's go ?

? Okay, let's go,
five, six, seven, eight ?

? Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh ?

- And then Peaches
tried to do her whip

full back handspring
full from the corner,

and I didn't realize I had
already told Madonna to do

her back handspring full
from the middle,

'cause then it got Peaches
off count for her show and go

that transitioned
into the pyramid.

- Oh, baby.
That's crazy.

- I appreciate
you listening, Boony,

even though you have no idea
what I'm talking about.

Work has got me so stressed.

I mean, I'm doing the work
of two people, maybe more.

- Mm.
- And it's just-

I'm going to tell you what,
it's starting to get to me.

- Yeah, no, I can't imagine.

I've got, like,
five assistants,

and I don't even know what
to do with them half the time.

Mother-father!
- I'm sorry.

You were just, like,
talking about

all your assistants,
and I can't even afford one.

It's times like this
I really miss Tammy.

I mean, she wasn't
just my assistant.

She was my work wife,
my sounding board,

my right hand.

Gosh, she always had my back.

And my legs.

- [sobbing]

No!

- Hey, why don't you
just tap into

America's proud tradition
of unpaid labor?

- Internships.

He's talking-
he's talking about internships.

- Yeah, obviously.

- You know, I guess
I could ask for extra help

from one of my more experienced
cheerleaders.

- What about that one guy,
the sad old one?

- Steven?
- Mm-hmm.

- God, he'd totally be into it.

But I-I don't know that
he has the respect of the team.

- There she is.
You wanted to see me?

- Yeah, Steven, I've-

did you fall asleep in the gym?

- Why do you ask?

[percussive music]

? ?

They drew a wiener
on my forehead again, huh?

- Yeah.
But I'ma figure it out.

- Mm-hmm.
- You had a good idea, Boony.

- [chuckles]

[brakes screeching softly]

- It is 9:37 p.m.

Sally's just getting home.

It's practically
the middle of the night.

- OK, baby, you gotta ease up.
Ease up. Hey, hey.

She's 18 years old,
and that's not our daughter.

- All I know is, I let
Mrs. Tickles out one time.

She came back pregnant.

Her innocence was gone.

- I always knew Boon would be
a protective dad,

ever since he raised our cat,
Mrs. Tickles.

- I miss you so much.

[sobbing]
I miss you so much.

- Believe it or not,

in competitive junior
college coed cheer,

Daytona is our only shot
at competing.

So at my old school,

in order to get the kids ready,

I used to bring in
another college team

to have a mock competition
with them.

We'd hire judges
and everything.

I mean, it was a lot of work,

but Tammy made it easy.

- Coach! Hey, hey.

Let me get that.
- Steven, thank you.

- Yeah. Oh, man.

- Yeah, it's heavy.
- OK.

- I'm just really in it
right now.

I gotta get these
typing papers graded,

and I definitely got
to price out the uniforms.

- Mm-hmm.

- And I got to figure out
a way for Peaches

to get across the mat
to her stunt on time.

- Yeah, especially
if we want to keep

Madonna's tumbling
across the middle.

- Exactly.
- Yeah.

- That's what I was
just saying to-

Steven?
- Yeah?

- I'm desperate.
Would you like to be my intern?

- Yes. Absolutely.

- OK!
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

All I ask for is $1,000 a week,

a shared office and bathroom,

an official announcement
in the school newspaper,

and my title will be
Prince of Cheer.

- How about unpaid, no perks,
one strike and you're fired?

- Done.

I would have taken much less.

- Steven would not have
been my first choice.

But you play the hand
you're dealt.

Steven?
- Yeah, Coach?

- Oh, God.
Closer than I thought.

Uh, can you set up
cheer comp for me?

- Oh. Yeah, we can do that.

Let's do it tomorrow afternoon.

Um, who do you want me to call?

- Let's try Nancy Smith
at Oklahoma Tech.

- Big Nance!

- And if that doesn't work,

let's get Bruce Diaz
at Texas Mining College.

- Big Bruce!
- And if he's not available,

let's do Dick Rogers
at Arkansas Ag.

- Big Dick!

- Payment plans are available.

All you need is a photo
of the front and back

of your parents' credit card.

- All right, y'all,
gather round, finish up.

- Gather round, finish up.
Let's go!

- All right, y'all,
Arkansas Agricultural

is the type of team
you will be facing at Daytona-

not that team exactly,
because a lot of them

don't have hands because
of farm injuries, but...

- [imitates blade slicing]
Ah!

- They-they are
a good team nonetheless.

So we need you to bring
your A game.

Steven, are they close?

- Ten minutes out.
- Everybody warmed up?

- Everybody, warm up.
- Focus.

- Focus.

- Steven, where are they?

- I sent them the directions.

- How was your date
last night, Sally?

- It was great, yeah.

Holden actually showed up.

My last first date did not.

I thought he stood me up,
but it turned out

he actually got hit by a train.

Funny thing was,
I was on that train,

so I thought I was
going to be late.

- You know,
there's school counselors

that you could talk to.

- About what?

- Steven, are you sure you
gave them the right address?

- Coach, please.
I'll show you. Look.

- OK.
- 590 Freeway 90.

- [groans]
- Oh, no.

I sent them to Sammy Davis Sr.
- Yeah.

Steven, you said
I could trust you.

- You can. Look.
I'm really sorry, all right?

But I don't like to talk
about this publicly,

but, you know,
I'm having a little trouble

at home right now.

I met Amelie
on Facebook Marketplace.

I was looking for a futon.

You know that old love story.

And she was
immediately into me.

She asked,
how much money do I make?

Do I have life insurance?

I am American citizen, yes?

Then, in a big twist,
it turns out

she never had a futon.

She was using me
for a green card

because she's
a French Canadian war bride.

She's also sleeping with
our landlord, Jim Donnelly.

- OK, well,
I'm real sorry about

your tragic marriage, Steven.

But I need somebody
I can rely on.

- I know. That's me.

OK, look, Coach,
I promised you Big Dick,

and I will not disappoint.

I'm gonna fix this.
I'm gonna fix it.

I'm gonna fix it.

- If we could just
cut everything

.

- So I spoke to Big Bruce,
Big Nance,

and Big D-Richard.

And it turns out
not one of their schools

is available to compete
against mine.

But I do need to get
my team competition ready.

So I have one more play
to make.

But I think this one
has to be in person.

[percussive music]

? ?

[knocks]
- [slurping]

Pinch me.
I must be dreaming.

- Not dreaming.

I just needed to see my Tammy.

- Oh, get in here!

Can I get you something?

You want a fresh ICEE?

- No, I'm good.

You-wow.

Weird to be back
in my old office.

- Well, let's have a seat.

- OK.
- [laughs]

- Oh. I'm sorry, I'm just-

I'm so used to being
on this side of the desk.

- You know what?
I want you to sit there.

- What? No.

Really? OK.

[chuckles] Oh!

Got your little booster
in there.

Oh, wow.
This brings back good memories.

Yeah.

- Hey, can you get out
of my chair?

I'm sorry.

It's just used to my size
and weight,

and I don't want to throw off
the mechanics.

- Chair mechanics
are important.

- Sorry.
- I know.

That's true.
Let me just sit.

[sighs]

- Oh, goodness,
goodness, goodness.

- We have fun.
[chuckles]

Oh, mama's little helper.

- Yeah, that feels right.

- You know,
I was thinking, Tam,

we need a team
to compete against,

and I thought it might be fun

for you and I
to work together again.

- I love that for us!

- You do?
- How fun!

You know what?
Let me ask Monica.

Monica, get in here.

Monica.

Hey, Monica,
when does the team have

some free time for
a friendly "competish"

against my bestie?

- Late April.

- Well, that's after Daytona.

- Would that not work?

[slurping]

Monica, this is Cherry Coke,

not Coke with a hint of cherry.

You need to throw it out
and start again.

And don't you take any.

ICEEs are for closers.

- I'm so sorry.
I'll go get some fresh syrup.

- [whispering] It's so hard
to find a good assistant.

- [whispering] I know.

I can't find anybody
I can trust like you.

- Believe me, every day,

I think about what it was like
to work for you.

- [sighs]

Tammy, I'm just going
to come out with it, OK?

- OK.
- This is going to sound crazy,

but here it is.
- OK.

- Would you ever consider
coming back

to work for me at Headltston?

We could get the band
back together.

I can't promise you
an ICEE machine.

And the team is
a work in progress.

But I do-I think we could
build something there together,

like we were doing
before that stupid video

leaked and ruined everything.

And the award
for Best Booty goes to...

What do you say?

- I would love to.

Yes.
- You would?

- Yes.
- This is such a relief.

- Only the darn powers that be
at SDSJC

made me sign a five-year
contract as head coach.

Oh, they just, pfft,
threw money at me.

I was weak.
I didn't want to do it.

But I did.

- That is amazing.

[muffled laughter]

- Hey! [knocking]

Better not be any funny
business going on in there.

- Oh, there is!

[laughter]

- I'm coming in!
- What?

- I hope you both know
all your dead relatives

are watching you right now.

- Oh, all my relatives
are dead.

- Sorry, we were just watching

skateboarding
fail compilations.

- What's this now?

- Skateboarding
fail compilations.

- [screams]

- [laughing] Oh!

Right in the prunes.

- [laughs]
- That's good.

- Yeah.
- Well, um,

what are your intentions
with my...

cheerleader?

- Oh, God.

Um, you know,

just to-just to get to know
her as a person...

- Mm.
- And treat her with respect.

- Well, you better do that,

'cause this is one very
special lady right here.

Most resilient person I know.

You know that she actually
lived under a bridge

for a month?
- What?

- No, it was, uh-

I actually kind of enjoyed it.

We were a tight-knit community,

and we called ourselves
the Bridgertons.

- So do not put out
that light, son, OK?

Or you will answer to me.
- I would never.

Also, sir, my father
talked about you all the time,

and he watched you,
like, all the time.

He actually watched you throw

for six touchdowns one game.

- He remembers that?
- Yeah! Yeah.

- That's great,
'cause I do not.

[laughs]

[crowd exclaiming]

- He was at that game

where they tried to get you
down for a safety,

and you actually scrambled
for 103 yards.

- I did not!
- Yeah.

- Way to go, Boon!
- Oh.

- Hey, what'd I do next?

- I don't know.

Um, but I'll find out.

- I'd appreciate that
very much.

- I'm so happy for Tammy,

uh, and her five-year contract.

I was year-to-year there,
despite my 14 trophies,

but, pfft, I'm glad
to have given her

the opportunity
to be head coach.

I just had to ruin
my own career and life.

- Coach! Whoo!

Coming in hot!

Ooh! Stevie time!

Come on! Whoo!

- Ooh, there you go.
- [breathing heavily]

Way further than I thought.

OK, just give me one second.

[retches] Mm, OK.

I have good news.

I found us a team
to compete against.

- You did?
- Yeah.

- How?
- Well, apparently,

old Miss Krystal right there

is a part owner
of an All-Star gym.

- It's literally
the least I can do.

I lend my name and face
to a cheer gym

in return for a percentage
of ownership.

My parents are saving
all of the profits

for when I go to college.

- But aren't you in college?

- You'll have to ask
my parents.

- I do have to warn you,
though...

- OK.
- According to the email,

we are going up against one of
the top teams in the country.

- This is our competition?

[laughter]

- Steven, what is this?

- Krystal, what is this?

- This is my fan base.

Also prisoners-
they love me too.

Anyway, I need to go mingle
with my adoring public.

Good luck, everyone.

I believe in you.

[smooching]

Don't embarrass me.

- So this is humiliating.

- This is not humiliating.

This is beyond humiliating.

But on the bright side,

we've had very few wins,
and we could all use one.

- And now, Age 9...
- And up!

- Division, your Wichita Flats
Baby Foxes!

[Knock2 and Milli's
"Dance or Dead"]

- ? Hello, officer ?

? I've been locked up
in this club ?

? Sorry,
I don't mean to rush ?

? No one dancing ?

? What the [...] ?

? I see that dude
don't dance ?

? I see that bitch
don't dance ?

? Oh, my God,
who don't dance ?

? Everybody, watch out 'cause
I'm about to back it up ?

[upbeat music]

? ?

? If you don't want to dance
then put your ?

? Hands up, hands up ?

? ?

? Come on, watch out ?

? 'Cause I'm about
to back it up ?

? If you don't dance,
you're [...] ?

? ?

- Last place?

They couldn't have [bleep]
called it second?

.

- Obviously,
I have to fire Steven.

The whole point was
to take away stress,

and he has done the opposite.

But Steven is fragile.

So what I'm gonna need
to say is...

[clears throat]

Well, I actually don't know
what I'm going to say yet.

I'm just gonna open my mouth

and let the Lord
do the talking.

Steven...
- Mm-hmm?

- You are an amazing person.

Uh, and you know I love you.

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, no, the feeling's-
feeling's mutual.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- And, um, I just feel like

you being my intern
is hurting our relationship,

which I value so much.

- Oh. OK.
- Right.

- Wow. I mean, I guess

I should have probably
seen this coming.

- Well, but you never know
until you try.

- Right. Yeah.

- Yeah. So...

- Yeah.

- Are we good?

- Yeah, I would say we're...

better than good?

- OK?

- Yeah.

[chuckles]

I appreciate you...

- Appreciate you.
- A lot.

- Fare thee well.
- Yeah, you too.

- OK.
- So...

- You know, I should let
the Lord do the talking

more often.

- Wow, wow! Wow, wow!

Courteney loves me.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!

God, she's amazing.

And she thinks I'm amazing too.

You heard it.

Amelie, no, let-let me-
let me speak.

It's over.

Oh, hey, Jim. What's up, man?

Uh, can you just do me a favor
and just tell Amelie it's over?

Oh, and while I have you,

I noticed that our shower
is still leaking.

Did-oh, you're using it
right now.

Well, thanks for picking up
the phone, man.

Well, I don't want
to bother you.

- [clapping] All right, y'all.

We just had our asses handed
to us by a bunch of pre-tweens.

So we need to get back to work.

Let's throw some stunts up.

- Actually, uh, Coach,

um, based on our conversation,

uh, we have
a little surprise for you.

- It better be quick.

- Five, six, seven, eight.

[together]
Roll, Buttons! Roll!

- ? Go full out
for your producer ?

? Let's take music
to the future ?

? One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight ?

[Bruno Mars' "Marry You"]

- What the hell?
- What?

- What are you doing?
- Steven!

Oh, my God.
This isn't what we planned.

- Whoo!

? ?

- ? It's a beautiful night ?

? We're looking for
something dumb to do ?

? Hey, baby ?

? I think I want
to marry you ?

? Is it the look
in your eyes ?

? Or is it
this dancing juice ?

- So I saw a viral video

where a cheerleader got
proposed to with this song,

and the entire team was
in on it except for her.

It worked.

- ? I think I want
to marry you ?

- So I did the opposite.

Courteney Potter,
will you make me

the happiest cheerleader
in the world

and marry me?

[cheerleaders gasping]

- [breathing heavily]

- Steven, will you
come with me, please?

- Anywhere.

- Just my office.

- Oh, God, that was weird.

- Steven's delulu!
- Guys, stop!

He's old.

This is sad.

- Look, I know
what you're thinking.

- I don't think you do.

- Unless I read this wrong,

you're thinking
we move in with my parents.

- Steven, you are such
a special, special...

- You're so special.
- No, no-

- You're so special.
- Let me finish, OK?

You know I adore you.

- And I adore you.
- No, please, get up.

- OK.
- I'm a coach.

- Right.
- You are a cheerleader.

- Too human.

- This is highly inappropriate.

- Oh, no, no, no, no,
no, it's not.

I'll tell you why.

I already talked
to HR about it.

- Blessed Steven!
- Blessed you.

- No.
- No?

- Everybody stand still.
- OK.

- I'm just gonna say this as
clearly as I possibly know how.

- So I, uh, read that wrong.

[chuckles]

? ?

.

- Based off that pour,
I can't tell

if it was a good day
or a bad day.

- Ever since
I got to Headltston,

it really has been
one screw up after another.

This morning,
got dog doo on my boots.

Then I got beat by
a bunch of nine-year-olds.

Then Steven proposed to me.

- Are you kidding me?
- Mm-mm.

- Your favorite pair of boots?

- Yeah, the ones
with the fringe.

- Damn, baby,
those went with everything.

- I know that, Boon. Ugh.

I don't know if
I'm gonna be able to take

this team to Daytona.

I don't.
- Of course you are.

You are the best coach in
junior college cheer history.

- Tied.

And I never did it by myself.

I always had Tammy.

She was the wind
beneath my legs.

- Hey, Coach Potters.
- Hey, Sal.

- Uh, let's not have
this conversation

in front of the child.

And also, I don't know

if you should drink so much
in front of her.

You're being a good influence,
and I love you for it.

Mwah!

Dinner should be ready
in a second.

Hey, um, is Holden
gonna be joining us?

'Cause I gotta tell you,
I love that boy.

- Um, actually, no, he's not.
- Ah.

- But I do have
some pretty big news.

- Mm!
- Yes.

I'm moving into the dorms.

I applied to financial aid,

and it turns out...

? Da-da-da-da ?

I'm impoverished.

- Nobody prepares you
for the day

when the homeless cheerleader

who's been living with you
for three weeks...

Tells you
she wants to move out.

Well, if this is what you want,

then it's what I want too.

Yeah, but why, though?

Is it 'cause of Courteney's
drinking?

- It was you.

You told me that I was

the most resilient person
you know.

So that made me think
that I could leave the nest.

- Of course you can.

I-I think that
you could do anything.

And you know, gosh, I'm just-

I'm just gonna miss you
a little bit, that's all.

[chuckles]

But-but hey,

we will always have
"Ace Ventura."

[chuckles]

Wait right here for me,
would you?

Just-quick as a flash.

[soft music]

- Oh.

Thank you. I-

- I'm probably gonna
keep him here with me,

actually, but, uh,
I want you to know,

he will always be here
if you ever need to come back.

? ?

- "If I'm not back
in five minutes..."

? ?

- "Just wait longer."

? ?

[text swooshes]

- What in the heck?

Who's this?

And the award
for Best Booty goes to...

'ey!
- [slurping]

- Victoria!
- [slurping]

- Victoria!

- [slurping]
- Did you hear that?

[dramatic music]

- [slurping]

- We need to talk.

- Twice in one week.

Aren't I the luckiest girl
in the world-

- Save it.

I know you recorded

the video that got me fired.

- I am shocked and offended

and downright flabbergasted

that you would level
that accusation at me.

- Is it true?
- Of course it's true!

I was tired
of being overlooked.

You were too busy
stomping around,

being all high and mighty,
looking down your nose at me.

Don't you deny it!

And the worst part of it,

you made me feel small!

- I trusted you,
and you betrayed me.

- ? Too bad, so sad ?

? Now I'm gonna get
what's mine ?

The championship at Daytona!

- You know what, Tammy?

In the words
of my favorite movie,

bring it on.

- I don't get that reference.

Probably before my time.

- [scoffs]

You don't deserve these.
- Hey!

- They are mine.
- Leave them alone!

- I earned these, Tammy...
- Hey, no-

- Fair and square.

- Stop! Hey!

- I'll be back
for the rest of these!

- No!

OK. Courteney.

Courteney!

- What?

- Who told you it was me?

- I don't know.

But if I ever find out
who it was,

I'm going to make them
my next assistant.

- Look, y'all,
cheer is a dog-eat-dog world.

[slurping]

- I hate your doggy door!

- It's a Tammy door!

- [whistling]

- Mama, look!

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