All language subtitles for Pitch - 01x05 - Alfonzo Guzman-Chavez.FLEET.C

Previously on Pitch...

Rhonda, I need you to book me
on the first flight to Amsterdam.

None of the GMs can
know where I'm going.

We were just wondering where Oscar is.

Oh, it's an abscessed tooth.

- That was a lie, right?
- Bold-faced.

Maxine, I am never going
to go along with this.

Well, we are gonna miss you around here.

My kid wants a try out.

Really? We're kind of in
the middle of something...

Just let her throw a few.

Let's go, I'm buying.

I'm gonna call it early tonight, boys.

I guess you could come.

Well, since you're begging me, Tommy.

- We need to be more careful.
- Relax.

I'm not gonna say anything.
Although, I don't know why.

- Ginny's a big girl.
- She's had your poster on her wall.

_

For the next two days,
guys in Major League

front offices will be sweating
as much as the guys

on the field.
Half the GMs are scrambling

to find the missing pieces they need

to make a playoff run while the
other half are holding fire sales

hoping to restock their
pipelines with prospects.

And they all have armies of guys

who dream of being Jonah Hill.

And not Wolf of Wall Street Jonah Hill,

with the hookers,
the coke and the veneers,

but Moneyball Jonah Hill,
with the algorithms and the donuts.

- All right, gentlemen...
- Meanwhile, the players,

- you know, the human beings
- we have 48 hours.

Whose lives are turned upside
down when they're shipped

from one city to another,

try to focus on the only thing
they have control over,

playing baseball.

The Padres are down to their final out.

Blip Sanders tying run
there at first base.

The pitch. Lawson swings.

He got all of it.
It's heading up the gap.

Sanders rounds third.

He comes in and scores.
The ball skips by

the catcher's mitt, and Mike Lawson,

they're gonna send him home!

He slides head first!

Safe!

Six in a row.

Oh, my. And Lawson

is being mobbed at home plate.

They're trying to resuscitate that dude.

Remind me to hit it
over the fence next time.

I'm getting too old for
inside the park home runs.

Don't get carried away.
That was a double with two errors.

Who died and made you official scorer?

Hey, Baker,

sorry I cost you a W.
As long as we get the win

and runs are charged to you, not me.

Catching on, grasshopper.

You taught me well.

Hey, Butch, what's with the bag?

Did you hear something?

Oh, no, but this
time of year got to be ready.

I learned the hard way. You don't
want to end up in Kansas City

with just floss and one pair of boxers.

- You can disappear like that.
- Like the rapture.

- Nothing left but your cleats.
- Baker, but you can relax.

You're the biggest story in baseball,
you're not going anywhere.

Relax says the man with no-trade clause.

That's right, 'cause your ass
isn't going anywhere either.

Well, tell that to Ken Rosenthal on MLB.

Did Ken Rosenthal say something

about you being traded?

Blip was on a list with
like a hundred other players

who the Cubs might be targeting.

And that's all?

- Yeah, it was nothing.
- I remember my first deadline.

I couldn't sleep for a week.

Oh, here we go. Grandpa story time.

Somebody get him a pipe
and some ear hair.

Oh, wait, hold on.

No, all he needs is the pipe.

That's funny.

Well, now you don't get the story.

- You want it now, don't you?
- Damn it, I do.

Come on, give me the story, bro.
How do you do that?

- Hey, Baker, you're not going anywhere.
- Yeah, but what about these guys?

Hey, put your phones down.

Phones down.

That means you, too, Tommy Tough Nuts.

Put your phone down. Look, if
one of you were getting traded

you'd hear it from the GM, not Twitter.

And I'm not gonna lie,
these next two days

are gonna be rough, but guess what?

We just won six in a row,

and the Giants and the
Dodgers hear footsteps.

So, I'm thinking,

like it or not, I'm gonna be seeing

all your ugly mugs right here tomorrow.

Even you Javanes, with that
beautifully manicured goatee.

How does he do that anyway?
Do you, like,

groom between innings?

Don't mind me, just passing through.

I take that back. One of you is a goner.

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Great win today, Al.

Those guys are gonna
give me a heart attack,

- but they're getting it done.
- Yeah.

So are we just on a lucky roll,
or is this team for real?

Oh, could be.

Need a few more pieces.

- You okay?
- Yeah, just a toothache.

Mm. I know our shopping list.

Setup guy, utility infielder

- and a corner man who can hit.
- Sounds about right.

But tough to pull off.

Al, look me in the eye.

If I get you these players,

are we in the playoff hunt?

You have unusually long eyelashes.

Uh, it's from my mother.

Ah.

You get me those players,
we're contenders.

Does our new president
of baseball operations

know about this sudden change of plans?

I'm not sure he remembers my name.

Oscar, Oscar, Oscar.

No, get over here.

Okay.

- Hi. All right.
- Oh.

Listen, the move from
Palo Alto's been a bitch.

Sorry I haven't had a
chance to sit down.

Do you have a minute now?

Yeah.

How come nobody told me how
much I was gonna love it here?

I mean, running on the beach,
the Gaslamp District,

Comic Con. I mean who doesn't
love cosplay, right?

But let's face it,
you're not here to listen to me

give you a San Diego booster speech.

You got 44 hours to the trade deadline.

You want to make some moves.

And I'm thinking we need to be buyers.

Ambitious. I like it.

Do you think ownership
will be supportive?

Maxine's given me carte blanche to do
whatever I think is best for the team,

- That's great.
- Which is why

during your shopping spree,
you cannot give up

any of our top prospects.

That includes Levine...

- That's Livan.
- Livan.

And the kid from Tennessee.
They're off the table.

And you're gonna need to cut

at least...

$2 million from the payroll.

No, those-those two mandates
are at cross purposes.

I know.

But it's like, you know when
people say, "Sky's the limit"?

They're really limiting themselves.

I mean, look at everything
you've done in your life.

You grew up in the poorest
section of Mexico City.

You made it to the major leagues.

You retired.

You became a scout,
and then you became a lawyer.

And now, not only are you one of three

Latino GMs in the league,
you're also the best dressed.

Your whole life

is a can-do story, Oscar.

There is no limit to what you can do.

Is there?

There's still a chance.

You can still win this,

even though you're in
second place. Come on.

- Spin her out.
- No.

Oh, yeah.

Verdict?

Baby, this is your best risotto yet.

Pfft. You say that every time.

It's 'cause you keep
getting better and better.

- And I keep getting more scared of you.
- Yo, hey!

Dinner's almost ready!

Oh, yeah!

Chalk up another victory for Aunt Ginny.

Wha... I mean, I-I got lucky.
You'll get me next time.

You don't want me to start doing
the thing where I let you win, do you?

- No.
- Yes.

Psst.

You know they're only seven right?

- And a half.
- It's your turn to set the table.

- Again?
- Oh, yeah! Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

- You're not gonna help?
- Help?

I got you in here, didn't I?

The house in San Elijo
just came back on the market.

Mm, the one with the basketball court?

- Yes.
- Wow.

And the huge walk-in closets,

three blocks from the twins' school.

Look at that kitchen.

- Look at that yard.
- Wow.

The price dropped by 50 grand.

Baby,

I cannot think about
buying a new house right now,

especially two days away
from the trade deadline.

Is this about the FiveThirtyEight story?

Wait, there's a story
about me in FiveThirtyEight?

Babe, you have nothing to worry about.

You're an all-star player
with a team-friendly contract.

Yeah, you're not going anywhere.

I am a baseball player
without a no-trade clause.

Nothing's written in stone.

But, I mean, you can't move.

You're the only real friends I have.

_

Hey, Gin, this is Jordan Collins,

our new second baseman.
Just moved in from Charlotte.

Why don't you take him
through the warmup drills?

Um...

First we're tossing, and then
after tossing, we do some running.

And after running,

you're probably gonna throw up.

I know what you're gonna say.

Heard it all before.

You throw like a boy,
you run like a boy.

I won't hold it against you.

Whoa. Jordan Collins, you can throw.

Never underestimate the
powers of the handicapped.

Um, I didn't.

You never seen In Living Color?

- Can't say I have.
- You should see the show.

Bring over my DVDs
someday after practice.

Don't take this the wrong way,

but I'm not about dating my teammates.

Don't take this the wrong way,
but neither am I.

How are you about making friends?

I started off slow,

but I found my rhythm.

Finally got in the zone.

Are you doing color?

Post-game wrap. Ah.

I was about to get to you. High marks.

I'm honored.

Leaving so soon?

I can't sleep here.

- Who said we were sleeping?
- I got to get back.

I left my night guard at my place.

Your night guard?

If I don't sleep with it, I get
a sore jaw and a migraine.

Night guard, huh?

Well, that's a long way to go
for an excuse not to stay.

Sorry.

Was I supposed to get
all weak in the knees

because you wanted me to stay?

I'll walk you to your car.

- What the hell?
- Oh, come on.

- Not again.
- Again?

- You know who did this?
- Man,

I hate this groupie on groupie crime.

Did you just call me a groupie?

No. No.

No, no. I meant groupie on you,

an accomplished woman who's
clearly not a groupie, crime.

It-It just came out...

Don't hurt yourself.

Come on, Amelia. Amelia?

- Wow.
- Amel...

Wha... I...

Careful changing lanes
without your side mirrors.

We just flipped Butch Hunter

to the Cardinals

for Omar Robles

and a player to be named.

Butch...

Yes.

One down,

two to go.

Congratulations on the Robles trade.

Thank you.

Payroll's still a little high.

Yeah, I still have 39 hours.

Eh, 38 hours and 51 minutes,

but, uh, who's counting right?

All right, have a good
night and remember...

no limits.

- No limits!
- All right.

Except the budget.

The two favorites have to
be Texas and the Dodgers.

That was an absolute debacle.
And part of the reason

that happened was because rumors,
right? People tweet about...

- Hello?
- Hey, Eliot.

You have a fantasy baseball team, right?

The "Who's Your Papis."

We're tied for third place right now,
but after this weekend...

You don't actually care, do you?

You have Blip on your team, right?

And just so you know, I would've
drafted you, but my keeper

- was a pitcher and...
- It's okay. It's okay.

There are just a lot
of rumors out there,

so I was just wondering:

is there any way the
Padres would trade Blip?

An All-Star center fielder

with a multiyear, affordable contract?

- Doubtful.
- But not impossible.

I guess if the Padres could
get a cheap young guy

in a position they need more,

like... third base.

Like Dom Cristiello.

Wait, hold on.

Okay, there's a rumor that
the Angels might be looking

to trade Cristiello for a
catcher who can hit,

like the Braves' Chase.

But according to traderumors.com,

the Braves aren't looking to rent.

So, the only way Chase moves

is if they were to get a young

starting pitcher like Baltimore's

Alfonso Guzman-Chavez.

And the Orioles aren't looking
to part with their ace.

I have no idea what you just said.

Do I have to worry about Blip leaving?

I'll make it easy for you.

As long as Alfonso Guzman-Chavez
stays an Oriole,

Blip stays a Padre.

Alfonso Guzman-Chavez stays an Oriole.

Great. Thanks.

So, what pitchers do
you have on your team?

Don't tell me you have Sonny and not me.

His WHIP is really good.

Hello?

The guys on the team,
this has happened to me.

You know, I played in Florida
for a long time and I...

It's hot in here.

Oh, then there's Pretty Woman.

Hated it.

This show's so wrong.

That's why it's funny.

It's getting late.

Oh, my dad should be here any minute.

Well, Ginny's got an
early morning bullpen,

so she needs to go to bed soon.

Why don't I take you home, son?

I mean, he's...
He's probably on his way.

I'm sorry, Mr. Baker.

Your father's a busy man. Working,

raising you all by himself. I get it.

Yeah, he is.

Still, I hope he can come
see one of your games.

You've been raking.

He's not as big a
baseball fan as you are.

Looks like this is my stop.

Jordo.

Thanks.

Everything okay, Dad?

Everything's fine.

No, thank you. Call me when
you're ready to talk Barnes.

Here you go.

- What's that?
- You're going to the dentist.

- No, I'm not.
- You have an abscessed tooth.

Yeah, thanks to you. You jinxed me.

It's not going away on its own and

Dr. Gerard can see you now.

He said it won't take long.

Okay,

but I need an analytics guy
to come with him.

Grab Ross.

First name Ross or last name Ross?

You know the one I like.

Your car's here.

- Oh, my car's in the shop.
- This was left here for you.

Oh, what a surprise.

You got me a car?

It's a loaner.

I'm part owner of a dealership,
so we get 'em for free,

but I made sure that yours
was completely loaded.

Shaker HD radio, cross-traffic alert.

- Mm.
- It's the least I could do.

Just a little tip from a professional.

Don't apologize for calling me a
groupie by treating me like one.

I was making sure that you
had something to drive

while your car was in the shop.

Unlike most of the women
that you sleep with,

I'm solvent and old enough
to rent my own car.

You could just say thank you.

Sir, I-I just want to say
what an honor it is to be here.

W-Who's next on the list
of possible relievers?

Uh, uh, uh, Gordon from Seattle.

- All right, get me Fishman in Seattle.
- Okay.

Do you have the number?

Yeah, I had my wisdom
teeth out last year.

It-it really wasn't that bad.

I, uh... I used tea bags to
keep down the swelling.

Did you go to MIT or Cal Tech?

Uh, Camarillo Junior College.

My dad's friends with Maxine.

Is your first name Ross?

Oh, you wanted Jake Ross, didn't you?

Oscar, what can I do for you?

Word is you're looking for a DH.

I have a first baseman with
a .479 slugging percentage.

Han for Gordon, what do you think?

Who are you gonna put on first?

We're moving Weidner from third.

- Then who's playing third?
- Not your worry.

Come on. Let's trade our players,

and their contracts,
and get on with our lives.

Fine, Gordon's yours.

All right. Han's on the
first plane to Seattle.

Yes!

All right. We have a reliever and we
trimmed $2 million off the payroll.

So who's gonna play
third for us tonight?

You know, don't take this the wrong way,

but you're a bit of a killjoy, Ross.

Let me know if your guy
hears anything else about

when and if those pictures
are gonna to drop.

- Still quiet, so far.
- Let's hope it stays that way.

I also need you to return this
to Lawson Auto Gallery.

- Uh, the one in Carlsbad?
- Whichever one's closest.

Okay.

You can stop playing dumb.

I know that you know about me and Mike.

Okay? You didn't know about me and Mike?

Okay. I mean, not that there's

really anything to know,
but thanks to some

D-level groupie who took out
her frustration on my car

and Mike's absurd attempts
to make amends,

I need you to take this car
back to the dealership ASAP.

Okay, the groupie was probably
more of like an A-level groupie.

Yeah. You know, Mike may be a womanizer,

but he has good taste.

Obviously.

And we're two consenting adults.

It's been a lonely
couple of years and...

he makes me laugh.

I mean, I really don't
see what the problem is

or frankly, why this is
any of your business.

I don't know.

Of course, you cannot breathe a
word about this to anybody,

especially Ginny.

_

Hey, like a lot of you, uh,

I'm gonna miss Butch,

and, uh, not 'cause with him gone

I'm now the oldest one on the team.

But, uh...

happy travels, Butch.

Hey, Tommy, you're gonna have
to find somebody else

to beat at MLB 16.

All right, listen up.

I want you to all welcome Omar Robles.

And, uh,

I don't know if you've all heard,

but, uh, Butch Hunter's been traded.

- Yeah, we noticed.
- No, I mean he's been traded again.

St. Louis sent him to Chicago.

I wish I had that guy's
frequent flyer miles.

You bring your third base glove?

No, sir. I never played third before.

Hope you're a fast learner.

Over here.

How 'bout we take some, uh, quality
time away from all these trade rumors.

What were you thinking?

I'm gonna miss that S.O.B.

Yeah. No one belts Blake
Shelton songs like Butch.

You know, the worst part...

is our kids are like best friends.

Hey. To NC State's new pitching phenom.

It's not that big a deal.

You got yourself a free ride

to college. That's a big deal.

I just wish you were coming.

Ah. It is what it is.

My dad doesn't have the money and...

I don't have your arm.

You just have to promise, while
you're leading the wolf pack

to the College World Series,
you won't forget about me.

That's not gonna happen.

I moved around.

I know how these things go.

No...

I meant the wolf pack isn't
making the College World Series.

I'm definitely gonna forget you.

Definitely.

There he is. What's up, big man?

Ginny, this is my wife Tessa... Hi.

And this is Jimmy.

Go on, say hi.

Sorry, excuse me.

There's a rumor that
Cleveland's asking about Blip.

_

Well, somehow the Padres

pulled it out.
That's eight wins in a row.

Still the question remains,
Dick, what does Oscar Arguella

- intend to do about third base?
- What do we have on Grayson?

White Sox third baseman?

Who else would I be asking about?

This is why my dad didn't
hire me at his firm.

He said I asked
too many stupid questions.

- Grayson stats.
- I'm sorry.

Uh... Yeah, yeah.
Grayson's good with the glove,

but his offensive WAR
is negative two and...

that's MIT Ross's number.

All right, it's Dom Cristiello or bust.

- He's a good corner man.
- Problem is, Angels won't deal with me.

Payback for signing Livan Duarte.

I still can't believe Evelyn
threw me out for the night.

Hovering over your computer,
refreshing FoxSports.com

every five minutes, that'll do it.

I'm trying to block out the noise,

but we both know with that
new guy in the front office,

anything is possible.

Yeah. Can't trust a guy
who bikes to work.

Oh no, come on. Don't let me cramp

- your style.
- No, man. It's not you.

It's... just not in the mood.

What's her name?

- What are you talking about?
- You wouldn't pass up

available talent if there
wasn't a reason that had

a name and a few curves.

Cleveland's not that bad.
I mean who knows,

You might start
palling around with LeBron.

Huh. If it's a secret,

that must mean it's
somebody of consequence.

- Beer?
- If it's a secret from me, then that

must mean the consequence
is close to home.

Okay, so I know it's not Ginny,
'cause even you're not

that crazy.

But if the consequence
is Ginny-adjacent...

- Her agent?
- You know what's fun?

The Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.
You should check that out, too,

- while you're there.
- Wait, hold on.

You can keep talking about
Cleveland all you want.

That's not gonna change
the fact that you're sleeping

with Ginny's agent.

You happy, Sherlock?

Have you told Ginny?

No, it's none of her business.

Amelia and I are both single...

over 18. Not a big deal. Come on.

- Well, then why haven't you told Ginny?
- I don't know.

So what am I supposed to do now?

I can't keep secrets from Evelyn.

And you know Evelyn can't
keep a secret from Ginny.

She can't even keep a secret, period.

I didn't want to talk about it.

Remember I kept changing the subject?

Listen.

Whatever it is

that you and Amelia are doing,

you got to tell Ginny, bro.

Because you know it's gonna get out.

And it'd be a lot better for everybody

if she hears it from you.

You want to make sure
you twist it very tight.

Thanks for letting me hang here tonight.

Of course. You know
you're one of the family.

I don't know why I'm so worried.

The Padres without Blip is like...

Destiny's Child without Beyoncé.

Mm. I love my husband,

but he's no Queen B.

I mean... Kelly Rowland maybe?

Okay, but you get my point.

Look, even if... God forbid...

Blip is traded,
we'd still see each other.

I know you mean that, but things happen.

Oh, well... look who's home,
my very own Bey.

Not you, honey. Alfonso...

Guzman-Chavez. The Orioles
traded him to the Braves.

- What's the problem?
- Okay, so, there's

a chance the Padres could trade you,
but it doesn't mean they will, right?

Right?

Oscar hasn't said anything
to you, has he?

- No.
- What's going on?

What does Alfonso Guzman-Chavez
have to do with this?

We're fine. Okay? We're good.

And you haven't heard
anything from your agent.

I don't want to talk
about this right now.

I mean, just because it could
happen doesn't mean it will...

Ginny! This isn't your life. It's mine.

Now any minute now I might
have to wake my boys up

and tell them that we're saying good-bye

to the only home they've ever known.

I just don't have it in me
to make you feel okay.

You should probably go.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Ev.

_

Hey, Gin. I want to show you
a couple of these mockups.

Everything okay?

I think the Padres might trade Blip.

- He's good.
- Yeah, he is. He's really good.

That's why they might deal him.

They could get a lot for him.

Not if you tell them
you don't want them to.

That's not exactly how it works.

Actually it is. I used to see this

with my actresses all the time.

You can't be scared
to ask for what you want.

You know why Clooney got to direct?

'Cause he asked.

- So you think I should...
- Right now...

And this is no disrespect
to your teammates...

You are the Padres.

I know how much Blip
and Evelyn mean to you,

and if he makes your life
better, makes the team better,

you don't just ask for what
you want. You demand it.

And they'll respect you
all the more for doing so.

- Should we, uh, try the Angels GM again?
- You know, Ross, making a deal

is like dating. You don't
want to seem too desperate.

Well, for what it's worth,
my best move is

to call the girl over and over again

until she finally agrees
to have dinner with me... Uh-oh.

- How you doing boys?
- Good.

Hey, did you, uh...

- find me a third baseman yet?
- Uh, no, not yet. Turns out,

there is a limit of
available players at that spot.

So, uh, we're working on it.

- Ticktock, Clarice.
- Yeah.

Call the Angels.

You're persistent.
I'll give you that, Oscar.

Come on. What's it going to take
for me to get Dom Cristiello?

I'll make it quick.
Give me Livan Duarte,

you get my third baseman.

- You know I can't do that.
- See? Quick.

You know, my buddy
in Chicago says the Angels

are also talking to the Cubs.

The Cubs don't need a third basemen.

They need a setup guy.

So, what's holding up the deal?
What do the Angels need

that the Cubs won't give up?

Oscar, I'm sorry to
bother you. She says it's urgent.

- Hi.
- Sorry,

I know it's a crazy day for you guys.

- Yeah, just a little.
- It won't take longer than a minute.

I know this might be out of line,

- but I need to.
- Ginny.

- I need...
- Ginny.

I can't say that we wouldn't trade you.

I can't say that to a player
unless they have no-trade,

which you don't.

But if I trade you now,
they'd send me packing with you.

I'm-I'm not coming about me.

With all the butts I put in the seats,

with all the Ginny Baker
jerseys you sell.

- Wow.
- I'm never gonna have more leverage

than I do right now, so...

Blip Sanders needs to stay on this team.

Every time I step on the mound,
I know he's got my back.

Ginny... I-I cannot
discuss roster with you.

Okay, what about his family?

His family?

His seven-year-old twins whose
lives will be turned upside down

without warning...

Blip's a baseball player.

We pay boatloads of money

to baseball players to
essentially play a kid's game.

And in exchange, we get the power

to uproot them and their families

so they can play a kid's game

for boatloads of money somewhere else.

And after a few years,
thanks to collective bargaining,

they can become free agents.

And then they can decide
to uproot their families

for boatloads of money themselves.

That's how it works.

- But the fans...
- Oh, you're gonna tell me

what the fans want?
I know what they want.

Same thing as the owners.
They want to win.

Same as your teammates.
Because they would trade you,

and their best friend
if it meant a ring for them.

That's how this works.

- Thank you for your time.
- Uh-huh.

Hey, Ginny. You're right.

Out of line.

- Rhonda.
- Yes?

Give me the Cubs
front office on the phone

and get Ross back in here and tell him

I know what the Angels need.

A center fielder.

You're not thinking about
trading Blip, are you?

♪ You and I ♪

♪ Will be young forever ♪

♪ You make me feel like I'm living ♪

♪ A teenage dream... ♪

Dad, that's our pump-up song.

You're all pumped up enough.

Sorry, I was... I'm really excited!

It's a big game.

- Is your dad really coming?
- He really is.

He swore on a stack of Racing Forms.

That's his bible.

This is the Collins residence.
You know what to do.

Hey, Ray, it's, uh, Bill, Ginny's dad.

I'm here at the game,

watching your son play his heart out.

I know you're a busy man, but...

it would mean the world to your kid

if you could be here.

Hey, Ray, it's, uh, Bill, Ginny's dad.

I'm here at the game,

watching your son play his heart out.

I know you're a busy man, but...

it would mean the world to your kid

if you could be here.

You have one new message.

Dad, I'm here at the
field. Are you coming or not?

_

I've got the Cubs on line one.

- Hey.
- What's up, Oscar?

I hear you're looking for a setup guy.

What about Gordon?

You just got him. What's wrong with him?

Nothing. He threw two shutout innings

for us yesterday,
but I need a center fielder.

I'm thinking Steve Hale.

You've got Blip Sanders.

I need another one.

I want more than Gordon for Hale.

_

Come in.

Hey.

How are you?

I'm okay.

- Did you hear anything?
- No, not yet.

I'm sorry about last night.

No, you had every right. It's not
your job to make me feel better.

Would you mind if, uh...

just hang out in here, just kind
of wait out the next ten minutes?

Of course.

Mike's jokes about
Cleveland are getting old.

_

Now, you know I
can't do two-for-one. I...

How about a left-handed reliever?

- You've got yourself a deal.
- Thank you.

Get the Angels front office on the line.

What's that?

Your wife just made a move
on Words With Friends.

I need to change my alerts.

Oh...

We're in if you are.

All right, it's a done...

Hold on. Puts us $250K over budget.

If you kick in $300 grand to cover

what I'm getting back from
the Cubs, it's a deal.

Done.

- Thank you.
- Yes!

Rhonda, make a note.

That's the Ross I like.

Ten seconds.

You're staying.

Let's go.

Hey, I just heard the news.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Told you.

- No limits.
- No limits.

- All right. Get over here.
- All right.

All right, now it's on
to the waiver wire.

- Sorry?
- Yeah, well,

when you're done celebrating,
come up to my office.

We're not done dealing.

- What?
- Yeah, we got

a Cuban catcher in
Triple-A tearing it up.

We need to make some room.

No, uh, Lawson has a no-trade clause.

Which is why you have to figure
out how to make it his idea.

- I think I need a root canal.
- Yeah.

And I don't know if you've all heard,

but Butch Hunter's been traded again.

I think you're having
a case of déjà vu, sir.

The Cubs just shipped him.

- Where'd he end up?
- Well, he was part of

the Dom Cristiello three-way,

so he's right back where he belongs.

Welcome back, Butch.

He's back.

Tommy, your boy's back.

They sent him to the Cubs
about 15 minutes ago.

Amelia.

Hey.

I, uh, bought you another gift.

- Are you kidding me?
- No, it's the, um...

it's a Superflow.

It's the best mouth guard I could find.

Actually, my clubby bought it.

You know, my night guard's custom made.

They take X-rays,
make a mold of my mouth.

It's, like, a whole thing.

- Oh, so...
- Which is

why I started carrying it with me...

so that I don't have to rush back
to my place to sleep at night.

I think there's something we should do.

Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.

- You know, JLo was a Fly Girl.
- What?

Are you letting them watch that?

- You know they're only seven.
- And a half.

Hey!

Y'all are in for a treat
in a couple years.

Okay,

five or six years.

That's right.

'Cause homie don't play that.

Quick, turn it back on.

Hey, Mon!

It's time again for another

episode of "Hey Mon,"

with the hardest working
West Indian family,

the Hedleys.

Hey, Gin, wait up.

- I need to talk to you.
- What's up?

You're using your serious voice.

Nothing serious.

I just wanted to let you know that

Mike Lawson and I have
been seeing each other,

just for a few weeks.

Oh.

Um, okay.

I just... I wanted you to know.

Yeah, sure. It's your personal life.

It's your business.

If you're happy, I'm happy.

It's not a big deal,

but I didn't want you to
find out from anybody else.

Sure.

- I got to get dressed for the game.
- Okay.

Okay.

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