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[Chad] Last season on Chad Powers...

- Down, set, hut! - [grunting]

[announcer] For Russ Holliday, if you're a quarterback,

you dream about this.

He dropped it at the 1-yard line! That's a live football!

[crowd cheering]

[Mike] I guess it's up to me to say the hard stuff,

Russ Holliday's athletic career is over.

Open tryouts for quarterback!

Does Coach Hudson really think some stud quarterback's

just gonna appear out of thin air?

You're Russ Holliday. Maybe I can help you!

[whistle blows]

[♪ intense music playing]

Who's 200?

His name's Chad Powers, Coach.

[players cheering]

Chad, really turned some heads out there today.

♪

- [speaker] It's Chad, right? - Who are you?

I'm Gerry Dougan. Let's go be bonded as men forever.

I came by to tell you I'm gon' be takin' a more active leadership role.

- Gonna shitcan me next? - Sure might.

[crowd cheering]

[grunts, yells]

- [whistle blows] - [wailing]

[crowd cheering]

You were born for this moment. Tonight, you'll become a Catfish.

[excited yelling]

Don't get me wrong, I like that you're good.

I'd like you even if you weren't.

Since when does Russ Holliday care about people being nice to him?

Well, she's not nice to Russ, she's nice to Chad.

She'd probably hate Russ. I doubt she's into fuckboys.

[moaning]

[Coach Hudson] Oh, here's someone else I'd like you to meet.

This is my wife, Wendy.

That's how I wind up fuckin' Russ Holliday in the back of his Cybertruck!

Hey Ricky, I think I'm having a heart attack.

[♪ tense music playing]

You're Russ Holliday.

When that bus leaves tomorrow, I'll bet she's on it.

You know why? 'Cause of you.

It's real, this team is real.

The realest part is how I feel about you, Coach.

Wanna know what I feel for... Russ?

After that Rose Bowl, I wish that you would've just killed yourself.

If you don't stay away, I will tell the whole world.

No, you won't.

If you out Chad, our wins will be vacated, the season will be done.

Program would get the death penalty.

Where the fuck were ya, Chad?!

I'm in here cleanin' up for five fuckin' years!

Jesus Christ, do you believe any of this bullshit?!

[Ricky] Hey!

Chad's here, he's starting,

and we're gonna beat Georgia for Coach Hudson!

[all cheering]

[team] [chanting] Fish! Fish! Fish!

[♪ "The Promise" by When In Rome playing]

[footsteps thudding]

♪ If you need a friend ♪

♪ Don't look to a stranger ♪

♪ You know in the end ♪

♪ I'll always be there ♪

♪ And when you're in doubt ♪

♪ And when you're in danger ♪

♪ Take a look all around... ♪

[crowd cheering]

♪ And I'll be there ♪

♪ I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say ♪

♪ I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be ♪

♪ But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me... ♪

- ♪ I promise, I promise you... ♪ - [crowd cheering]

Go Fish!

Woo! Let's go, boys!

[cheering continues]

- ♪ And if I had to walk the world ♪ - Hi.

♪ I'd make you fall for me ♪

♪ I promise you ♪

♪ I promise you I will... ♪

Alright.

How's it going? Go Fish!

♪ I will ♪

- How we feel, men? - [players] Good.

- Yeah, yeah. You feel good, don't you? - Yes, sir.

Riding a little winning streak, ain't you?

- Yeah. - Went up in Athens

- and beat Georgia's ass, didn't you? - Yes, sir!

[Coach Dobbs] We played for Coach Hudson, didn't we?

We played for Coach Hudson!

- Let's go. - Yes, we did. Yes, we did.

Gentlemen, I want you,

I want you to visualize the individuals

that you're gon' be across from today.

- [Coach Byrd] Mm-hmm. - And I want you to picture that

each one of them motherfuckers

is that individual who put Coach Hudson in the hospital.

- Woo! - You know who I'm talking about!

- Yeah! - Russ motherfuckin' Holliday!

[players shouting, booing]

That's who I wanna take up to my taxidermist up in Macon

'cause I wanna have his head on my fuckin' wall!

- You understand what I'm sayin'?! - [players shouting, cheering]

I wanna hear from my starting quarterback...

- [player] Let's go, [indistinct]. - ...Powers.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Ain't no mountain high, ain't no valley low ♪

♪ Ain't no river wide enough, baby ♪

Remember? Remember the Titans. That's us.

- No. - [Chad] We're the Titans.

- No, we're not. Fuck that. - We-We could be.

[Coach Dobbs] No, we're not. Hey, hey,

we wanna skull drag these motherfuckers.

I want you to fuck 'em in the earhole!

[players cheering]

[all] [chanting] Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

♪ If you need me, call me ♪

♪ No matter where you are ♪

- ♪ No matter how far ♪ - [chanting continues]

♪ 'Cause, baby, there ain't no ♪

- [team cheering] - ♪ Mountain high enough ♪

♪ Ain't no-- ♪

- [staffer] Coach Hudson! - Hey.

- [staffer] Did you find us okay? - No, it was impossible to find.

But I'm used to being down below. This works.

Well, if you get tired or you need anything, just let us know.

It's 3:30 in the afternoon. Why would I be tired?

I don't-- I don't know. B-Because of your heart?

Yeah, I don't know. I'm not a doctor. I'm a ball coach, so--

Not today, though.

Today, you're just the world's biggest Catfish fan.

- Yeah. - [Tricia] Come on, come on!

- Suck him, suck him! Ah! - Oh, Jesus. No, no.

I'm supposed, I'm supposed to have a private suite.

- Jake! - Hey!

There you are.

- Oh. - This is a private suite.

It's just us.

Oh, you look great.

- Thank you. - How've you been?

- [Coach Hudson] Good. - [Tricia] Good, good.

'Cause I wanna engage in some real shadowy

Dick Cheney shit up here.

Can we text plays to the sideline?

- No. - Why not?

Doctor said I need to sit out another week, so I'm sitting out.

What are we supposed to do? Just chit chat like two old gays?

We cannot talk at all.

- You could tell me about your divorce. - [Coach Hudson sighs]

Can I get a Diet Coke?

Coach Hudson said no sodas.

- Coach Hudson said? - Coach Ricky Hudson?

[Tricia] Suck. Fuck. Suck a fuck!

Did you see that?! Get it together!

- [crowd cheering] - [♪ band music playing]

[players shouting]

[players] Lock in! Lock in!

[cheerleaders] F-I-S-H!

Hold it back. Hold it back.

[♪ tense music playing]

[player] Run that shit, woo!

Wide 80. Wide 80. Set.

[grunting]

[crowd cheering]

[bodies thud]

Coach!

[muffled announcement]

Hey, Chad.

Forget it.

Okey-dokey.

- [whistle blows] - [cheerleaders] S-P-I-R-I-T!

Spirit! Let's hear it!

[Chad] Ready?

[indistinct shouting]

Wide 80. Wide 80. Set.

[grunting]

- [whistle blows] - [crowd groans]

I think Chad Powers just died.

[Danny] What?

Yo, Chad, you good, bro?

[in normal voice] Uh, my shoulder! My shoulder.

Damn, they hit him so hard he talks different. Come on, y'all.

Yeah, that man fucked up. Hey, Coach.

Fuck. Season's over. We're fired.

I'm gonna be workin' at AutoZone again.

[whistle blows]

[Tricia] They killed him! They killed Chad Powers!

- Come on, kid, get up. - [Tricia] This is despicable!

♪

Oh, shit, the nose!

[Dr. John] Chad, can you turn around for me?

[in Chad's voice] Uh... I cannot.

Powers, what's hurt, buddy?

Oh, uh... I can't feel my body.

Stand by. We might need an ambulance out here.

What? No! Oh, oh!

Oh, sensation just came rushing back.

Why are you covering your face, Chad?

I think I broke my nose.

Uh, let me take a look at this shoulder here.

Ow! Oh.

Do you know how much money I spent

rushin' these Chad masks into production, Jake?

It's a marginal amount relative to my overall wealth,

but in a vacuum, it's staggering.

Listen, I know that Chad is medicine-hesitant,

but I need to take him back for X-rays.

No! No, no, no, no, don't-don't make me go.

I don't wanna have my bones photographed.

Then you should've got rid of the ball quicker.

I'm gonna take him back. Come on.

[Tricia] I'm callin' the NCAA! I'm callin' the police!

I got a messed-up nose. I feel just like Pinocchio.

Makes me think about that little wooden boy.

Pinocchio.

Pinocchio!

Hey, doc. Check him for a concussion.

This is more stupid than normal.

Pinocchio!

[♪ tense music playing]

[whistle blows]

Gerry!

Gerry, what are you doing? You're going in.

No, I'm not. Chad's the Chosen One. He'll return miraculously.

Put your goddamn helmet on. Get up. Let's go.

[sighs]

Women shouldn't swear.

It's unbecoming.

Thank you.

- [Danny] Hey! - Oh, my God.

I was trying to get your attention.

I was waving my flippers around.

I don't ever wanna talk to you.

Well, if you do want you, your dad, and everyone else

to keep their jobs, you're gonna have to.

We have a Pinocchio.

A what?

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[gate clanging]

I can't be off the field. People will know that I'm missing.

You? I'm the one who's exposed.

Whiskers is the sun around which the fan experience orbits.

What the hell are we doing here? What is a, a "Pinocchio"?

Code. It means Chad's nose came off under his helmet.

- Oh, my fuck! [sighs] - Yeah.

Your code word is a famous liar?

Don't poke holes in our complex methodology.

They just took him back to the locker room.

If they see his face, he's dead.

What the fuck do you want me to do about it?

You're a coach! Run interference.

- Get Chad out of there. - No, dude.

I told him last week I would help one time.

I'm not-- I am not a part of this fucking freak show.

In 10 minutes, there's not gonna be

a fucking freak show anymore.

Good. I won't do it. I won't be a hostage.

Okay.

[inhales deeply]

Forget about the team. Forget about your dad.

Do you, Ricky Hudson, really wanna stop winning?

Are you really done with Chad Powers?

[Chad moaning]

Powers, I know you're hurt, buddy.

Shut the fuck up.

Get him on the table.

- Come on. Come on. - Okay, uh.

Uh, ooh.

Let's get that helmet off.

Oh, I-I-I feel funny, y'all. I feel...

Chad, take your fucking helmet off. Come on.

[Chad coughs, groans]

- [Chad] Oh, oh, oh, my God. - Let's back up.

I think it's contagious. I think it's contagious.

Okay, so I can give him a COVID test--

You shut your mouth!

If he's got Coronavirus, he'll be out for God knows how long.

- You don't wanna know if he's sick? - I wanna get him back on the field.

Am I the only one in here that realizes we're at fuckin' war?!

- Coach? - What?!

I've got Coach Ricky out here askin' for you.

Alright, I'm-- I-I just need you to X-ray the shoulder.

If it's dislocated, you pop it back in place.

What about his broken nose?

Then pop that back in too!

- Okay. Hey. Hey, Chad. Listen. - Oh.

We're gonna take off your jersey so we can do some imaging.

- Don't touch me! - [Coach Dobbs] Ricky.

Big Scott.

[Coach Dobbs] What?

What? Who? Di-Did Byrd send you down here? What are you doin'?

No. No, no, I ju-- I just came on my own.

I just, uh...

[clicks tongue] How's Chad?

Get off! Get off!

Chad! Chad! Chad, you're hurt and possibly viral.

I need you to take a breath!

Ah, you're just trying to calm me down!

I've been very upfront about that!

[sighs]

[♪ tense music playing]

- Oh, my God. - [shouts]

Aah!

[clatter]

♪

[band member] Five, six, seven, eight!

Goddamnit.

Maybe I can-- Maybe I can go back there

- and just try to chill him out. - Wh--

'Cause I sort of speak his language.

- You know what I mean? - Yeah? Do I? Do you speak dumbass?

Is that right? Are-Are you, are you fluent in fuckin' dumbass?

Okay. Can I fucking just try to help?

Alright. Screw it.

Maybe you can figure out what's eating Gilbert Grape.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

[laughing]

Fuck!

- Jesus. - What happened? Where's Chad?

I don't know. They said he, like, escaped.

He's on the run.

He's doing the plan.

What plan?

You're both insane. He's gonna get caught.

I think you're forgetting, Chad's a quarterback.

He sees the field, avoids the danger, and makes the play.

May be hard to believe, but he really is a master of disguise.

[crowd cheering]

[Tricia] If I have to keep watching Gerry Dougan play football,

I swear to you, Jake, I will commit ritualistic seppuku.

- Gerry's keepin' us in the game. - I will slit my belly.

Well, then hopefully Chad shows up for the second half.

Hope is for the impoverished.

I need to know. I need access to information.

Wait. What are you doin'? Are you goin' down there?

I gotta go out there and do my Find the Fish promotion at halftime.

And then, I'm gonna find out what is up with Chad

because, unlike you, I actually care about this team.

The second I go on the sideline or in the locker room,

- I'm the coach again. - [chuckles]

If you are gonna retire, then just do it already.

You don't have a goddamn clue what you're talkin' about.

Then when are you gon' be out there coachin'?

When the doctor clears me.

Oh, drop it, Jake.

My name's on that cardiology wing.

I know he said you can never come back.

Well, if you know what he said...

then why are you encouraging me?

Listen to me.

I would vote for AOC if it meant us winnin' a Natty.

I mean, truly I would. And I'm just a booster.

But you, you are the goddamn head ball coach.

And that heart right there is probably gon' kill you one day,

one way or another.

But you get your name on that trophy, Jake...

you gon' live forever.

[pats shoulder]

[announcer speaking]

Don't worry. He'll be here.

Can you remotely comprehend how deranged this is?

Why is what we're doing so transgressive?

People already assume everything's fake.

They actually prefer it.

Not in sports.

Well, all you coaches were happy to suspend disbelief

when the miracle QB fell outta the sky.

That's why we do this, you fucking nihilist.

That was my dream, to be part of something remarkable.

Well, there's one thing we have in common.

[cell phone ringing]

- [Danny] Who is it? - It's Coach Hudson.

You need to throw him off the scent.

No, I'm-I'm not lying to my dad.

Okay, George Washington, then don't answer.

I have to answer. What if he's having a heart attack?

Hi, Dad.

Ricky, are you with Powers?

Um, it's the middle of the game.

Y-You shouldn't be worrying about this.

I'm not worrying. I'm just checking the status of Chad.

Uh, Chad's status is all good. We're gonna find him.

Find him? What do you mean, find him? Where the hell is he?

Um, Dad, just you watch the game and relax, okay?

Just-Just relax. And no soda, please.

[panting]

I love you.

- [in normal voice] Pinocchio. - Pinocchio.

We can fix the nose, but what about your shoulder?

I think it's too risky goin' back to the trainers.

I gotta pop this shit back in myself.

You could seriously mess up your shoulder doing that.

I appreciate your concern, but we got it under control.

Yeah. For sure. The entire staff isn't scouring the stadium

looking for you like the fucking Unabomber.

One: the Unabomber eluded authorities for 17 years.

Please don't get him started on the Unabomber.

And two: I thought ya didn't wanna be a part of this.

I don't wanna be a part of this!

But did you forget last weekend

when you threatened my family and my career?

"If Chad goes down, the whole program goes down"?

That wasn't a threat. That was information.

I was unfurling a path, a potential outcome.

Okay, clearly, everyone's still carrying around some anger,

but right now, can we focus?

I-I-I'm actually not angry. I'm good.

I'm just more angry that I fell for it.

Because everything you say is so deeply fucking stupid.

Chad is stupid.

That is the point of the character.

I am making deliberate creative choices.

Yeah. How'd you escape? What'd you say? What'd you say?

What'd you say? Did you say you gotta doo doo?

Well, I tried, but...

Yeah. Whenever he's gotta leave a room, just perfect.

Oh, doo doo time.

I tried to tell you, man. The doo doo thing's a crutch.

What do you want me to say? "I gotta go order DirecTV"?

Everybody shits. It's a grounded excuse.

It's hard to lie all the time.

It's a lot harder being lied to.

[sighs]

I gotta get back to the team.

I... Just please, please do not get caught.

[Sasha] Danny? Where are you?

Danny? Danny?

- [whispers] Hide. - [whispers] What...

[groaning]

[Sasha] Danny?!

What the fuck are you doing?

Moisturizing. You should try it.

Your skin looks like an old wallet.

[Sasha] Second quarter's almost over.

You forgot Find the Fish, didn't you?

It's only your literal biggest responsibility as Whiskers.

God, I actually cannot wait until you get fired.

[shoe squeaks]

[♪ tense music playing]

You're right. I did forget.

I don't know what I was thinking.

[Sasha] First, you missed last week, now this.

Something's going on with you.

I'm just really worried about Chad.

'Kay.

Thank you for being here for me.

I'm not here for you. I actually hate you.

So, let me go.

Come on. I don't wanna let our fans down.

Are you coming?

♪

Sasha? Wait. Hold on. Wait.

[sighs]

I thought you had a boy in here.

Pfft... Before Find the Fish?

That-- Pfft. That would be crazy.

[Sasha] Hmm.

♪

- [Russ] Oh, fuck... - [Ricky] Now what, genius?

Look, I'm just gonna find a bathroom.

I'm gonna put the nose on myself.

Oh, no.

What?

The nose.

I know it's called Find the Fish,

but we always, and I mean always,

gotta bring it back around to Yeager chicken.

So, I want y'all to find the chicken within and do it for Ch--

Hey! You! Hussy! Put your mask on.

And you, little Indian boy, come here.

What is goin' on with Chad?

I have no clue.

Uh-huh. I find that odd

since you two are attached at the motherfuckin' flipper.

Alright, y'all, come on.

We gotta get some big chicken energy. Let's Find That Fish.

Where's this spit us out?

Club level. There's places to hide there.

- [Russ] Are you sure? - [fans cheering]

[Ricky] Oh, shit. Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

No, no.

Goddamnit.

- Club level? - Must be one flight up.

You're probably in situations like this all the time, right?

Like, daily?

Absolutely not.

[Ricky] I'm gonna need therapy for the rest of my life.

[Russ] You should go back down on the field. I got this.

- [Ricky] What about the nose? - [Russ] Danny has it.

I just gotta find him so we can get it back on.

Can I ask you something?

What?

What were you gonna say before, on the sideline?

I saw that the D End had your snap count timed.

I was gonna tell you to switch up your cadence.

And you didn't say anything?

No, I didn't.

'Cause you wanted him to kill me.

Or I guess, if you had your wish, I would just do it myself.

Okay. I-I can't with this.

- [mask clatters] - Why don't you--

Why don't you put yourself in my shoes? Have you?

Imagine if I took off my face and-and fucked your stepmom?

I don't have a stepmom. My dad is an openly gay man.

Okay. Imagine if I fucked your stepdad.

But the stepdad would be gay, so that doesn't even make--

Okay, I get what you mean.

Do you? Do you get it?

I said I was sorry.

That doesn't fix it.

And-And not to be, like, whatever, but what I said on the bus...

That you wish I'd killed myself.

Have you seriously never heard that before?

Not from someone I care about.

[Coach Dobbs] Yo! Ricky!

- Hey! - Go.

Anything? Any luck?

No, he-- No.

Goddamnit! Just like my dog, Rusty, man.

He got abdominal cancer and ran off and died behind a TJ Maxx.

How is it like that?

[Coach Dobbs] His shoulder's fucked.

Wherever he's hidin', he's in a lotta pain.

You just see how reliant the Catfish offense has been on Chad Powers.

Without him, they can't move the ball.

If he can play in the second half, he's gotta be out there.

Yeah, obviously, Boog, Chad Powers is not the only important piece

the Catfish are missing.

Coach Jake Hudson's still recovering from a heart attack

he suffered 10 days ago at his home in Dawson.

[Booger] [on TV] Yeah. It's tough, man. Your heart goes out to Coach Hudson.

This is a guy who everybody loves,

but his teams always come up a little bit short.

They just can't quite get over the hump.

[Kevin] And it felt like this season, top 5, undefeated, maybe he finally would.

[Booger] Exactly. This was gonna be his year.

But you gotta prioritize your health.

So, Coach, get well soon.

Our thoughts and our prayers go out to you and your family.

[indistinct chatter]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[door closes]

[man] Someone's in here.

[heavy breathing]

[footsteps]

[♪ tense music playing]

Go Fish.

Alrighty, y'all. It is time to Find the Fish!

Woo! If Whiskers is in your section,

- you're gonna win... - Oh, my God.

...a free Yeager Chicken Box.

Wh-- Uh-oh. Uh-oh.

- I think I see him. - Yes! Danny!

- [Tricia] Nope, nope. - [Russ] Shit.

- [Tricia] I thought that was him. - Come on!

[Tricia] He's a slippery little fella, isn't he?

Find the fucking fish.

Now, chicken is, of course,

commonly known as fish of the land.

And that's just one of the many chicken facts I have--

- Oh! Wait a minute, y'all. Hold on. - [Russ] Come on, come on, come on.

- [Tricia] Looky there. - Let's go, come on!

- [Tricia] [squeals] We found the fish! - There you are, there you are! Yes!

- [Tricia] Section 219, y'all. - 219!

219! 219!

I love that fish.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[Russ grunting]

Excuse me.

[panting]

[fans cheering]

Danny? Danny?

Get inside.

Oh! Holy shit!

Your twerking saved us.

Duh. Throw that ass in a circle, good things happen.

Are we allowed to be in here?

I take naps in here all the time.

Hey, y'all, I'm Tricia Yeager,

and on behalf of Yeager Family Farms,

I wanna invite you to come on in,

sit back, relax, and express.

[knock on door]

[in Chad voice] Ocupado. [stammers]

[stammers] Baby, it's a leche.

[Ricky] Really good. Yeah. Very convincing.

[in normal voice] [whispers] Hey.

Hi... Can I come in?

Yeah.

What are you-- What are you doin' here?

I, uh, ditched Dobbs and found the fish.

Wait, did you tell him you were takin' a shit?

No. Shut up.

Okay, um, before we do the nose, take off your jacket.

Take off my...

- Yeah. - Why?

I'm gonna fix your shoulder.

Oh. Oh, fuck. Have you done this before?

No. No, I haven't, but--

You've never done this before?

I watched a TikTok video on the way over here.

- You watched a TikTok? - People do it all the time.

- I don't think it's a good idea. - It's gonna hurt. Okay?

- Yeah, it's gonna fuckin' hurt. - Very badly.

Look, uh, this thing's out of its socket right now.

- Russ. - [heavy breathing]

Okay. Ooh. Easy, easy, easy.

- Mm-mm. Mm-mm. - [Russ exhales forcefully]

I'm sorry.

Okay?

Okay.

Ooh. Alright.

[breathing heavily]

Oh.

- [bones crack] - Oh!

Okay.

[heavy breathing]

Oh.

Does it feel better?

Yeah. Kinda.

[Tricia] [on TV] Congratulations. You've expressed your mammaries.

A baby drank from your udders,

so I bet you're hungry for some chicken.

Scan this QR code to place an order.

[thudding]

[crowd cheering]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Please, ref. Time out. Time out.

No, wait. What-What are you, what are you doing?

No. I was about to lead my offense into battle!

[Coach Byrd] Chad, where the hell were you?

It's a tunnel-ly stadium.

I found him in the women's bathroom.

Oh.

Doc, come here. Check him out. Don't fuckin' move!

- Alright. Alright. - Arms up.

[Coach Hudson] Powers!

Oh, my God, Coach. Are you serious?

I'm j-- I'm just checkin' on everybody.

Doctor didn't clear you for two weeks.

Well, it's basically been two weeks.

I just wanna know how my quarterback is doin'.

Oh, healthy as a horse.

I'm good, Coach.

I'm not sure I believe you, son.

But whatever's goin' on, we'll figure it out together.

Alright?

Alrighty.

The shoulder's okay. I still think we should test for COVID.

- Fuck no! - Fuck!

[Coach Dobbs] God!

It's your call, Vic.

What the hell you waitin' on, Powers?

Get your ass out there.

Alright.

[crowd cheering]

Hey, Chad.

The snap count.

Right.

Thanks, Coach.

[♪ "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell playing]

♪ Listen, baby... ♪

Alright, alright. They're jumpin' the count.

We're goin' on "turbo."

- We're burnin' 'em deep. And... - [players] Break!

♪

♪ If you need me, call me no matter where you are... ♪

[Chad] Easy, easy, easy!

[indistinct], set.

♪ Just call my name ♪

♪ I'll be there in a hurry... ♪

- [thuds] - [player groans]

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough... ♪

- [whistle blows] - [crowd cheering]

♪ Ain't no river wide enough ♪

♪ To keep me from gettin' to you, baby ♪

♪ Remember the day I set you free... ♪

- [all cheering] - ♪ I told you you could always ♪

♪ Count on me, darlin' ♪

♪ From that day on, I made a vow ♪

♪ I'll be there when you want me someway, somehow ♪

♪ Oh, baby, there ♪

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough ♪

♪ Ain't no valley low enough ♪

- ♪ Ain't no river wide enough ♪ - [players hollering]

♪ To keep me from gettin' to you, babe ♪

[Chad] There you go. Woo!

♪ Oh, no, darlin' ♪

♪ No wind, no rain ♪

♪ Or winter's cold ♪

♪ Can stop me, baby ♪

♪ No, no, baby ♪

♪ 'Cause you are my goal ♪

♪ If you're ever in trouble, I'll be there on the double ♪

- ♪ Just send for me... ♪ - [♪ tense music playing]

- ♪ My love is alive ♪ - ♪ Woo ♪

♪ Way down in my heart, although we are miles apart ♪

♪ If you ever need a helpin' hand ♪

♪ I'll be there on the double, just as fast as I can ♪

♪ Don't you know that there ♪

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough ♪

♪ Ain't no valley low enough ♪

♪ Ain't no river wide enough ♪

♪ To keep me from gettin' to you, babe ♪

♪ Don't ya know that there ♪

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough ♪

♪ Ain't no valley low enough ♪

♪ Ain't no river wide enough ♪

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough ♪

- ♪ Ain't no valley low enough ♪ - [♪ song fades out]

[♪ fanfare]