All language subtitles for Date.My.Dad.S01E04_English

[***]

Well?

[wheezing]

I grabbed them
when Daddy wasn't looking.

It was a close call...
I'm drained.

Well, you better find
a good hiding spot.

He'll be looking for them.

I don't think
he's gonna like this.

The man needs a few updates.

We're providing a service.

[***]

He's coming!

[dishes rattle]

Morning.

Morning.

-Hi, Daddy!
-Morning, Papi.

My favorite oldest child
is looking lovely today.

And how's my favorite
youngest daughter?

I'm your only
youngest daughter.

Really? And how--

Your favorite middle kid
is making breakfast. Try them.

Oh.

Oh, and we're
out of coffee.

I-I'll grab some
on the way to work.

Mm. Mm!
I want more.

Oh, wow.

-Is that rosemary in there?
-It is.

Mm.

Dad... you gotta
unbutton that shirt,

like, immediately.

It makes you look
like an old man.

Old man?

Mm-hmm.

There.
That looks better.

See? Relaxed.

I don't feel
more relaxed.

Oh, hey, has anybody
seen my sneakers?

Daddy...

Why don't you wear
your nice loafers instead today?

Now, you know

how ballplayers
are superstitious.

I need my sneakers.

Uh...

[***]

How did these get in there?

The maids were here.

Maybe they thought your shoes
could use a scrub.

In the dishwasher?

Right. Right.
Look, girls.

I like them.
I-I'm wearing them.

I'm sorry
I'm not the fashionplate

you want me to be.

You and the phrase
"fashionplate"

don't go together.

I have my own style.

That wasn't
a question, Papi.

[***]

What are
you looking at?

"Time to retire
the Dad-mobile."

[chuckles]

I'm doomed.

* Aah, aah, aah
Can I get a witness? *

* Wow! *

* I'm feelin' all right *

* Just like I should
should, should *

* Best day of my life *

* It feels so good
good, good *

* I'd bottle up this feeling
if I could *

* Oh yeah! *

Hey!

Hey.

What's with the note?

There was a time

when the girls thought

I could do no wrong.

Mm-hmm, and now that's all
just a distant memory, huh?

Yeah, they think
I dress like an old guy

and they want me to stop
driving the "Dad-car."

Well, I--
I was gonna say something.

Were you, Todd?

Little bit,
it's just that

I feel like
we need to work on your image.

I see, I see.

Listen, I know it's tough,
but you said it yourself--

you're no longer hot.

Okay?

But this minivan,

it kind of
reinforces that point,

brings it on home,
if you will.

You need to be hot again, okay?

And that sportscar of yours

that never runs,
and this, well...

well, uh,

this kind of speaks for itself.

It's time
to get some new wheels.

And that's of no use to me,

because I even can't
drive a stick.

Well, that's no good.

A man should know
how to drive a stick, Todd.

I'm ashamed, all right?

But let's bring this
back to you.

This...

has to go, bro.

I like the minivan.

You know,
it's got heated seats,

the girls can
watch movies, you know?

The back window has that,
you know, cute little wiper.

Do you even
hear yourself?

Because what I'm hearing--

the part about the warm seats,

and the cute little wiper--

it's not sexy, Ricky.

Middle-aged Dad-car?

Pretty much.

You know what this is about?

The girls want to make me
more dateable,

which is vaguely insulting.

They don't think a woman

would want to ride in this car.

Well, they'd be right.

Yeah, maybe I'm not interested
in dating a woman

who's so concerned
with the kind of car I drive.

That's not the point.

The point is your girls.

They're being really sweet
here, man.

They're looking out for you.

Yeah, it is pretty cute,
isn't it?

It is insanely cute, Ricardo.

Why don't you humor them?

Get yourself
a new, worthy car,

a car that says,
"I'm Ricky Cooper,

"and I don't care
about heated seats

and cute little wipers."

You're funny.

Maybe I like me just as I am.

Oh. You had me at "Hello".

Mirabel making you
watch romantic comedies again?

Yeah, they're sick of
watching Field of Dreams.

How could that be?

I don't know.

So what are your suggestions?

What kind of car
do you think I should get?

What about a Maserati sedan
with tinted windows?

Or a Porsche Panamera
with racing suspension

and silver wheels?

Yeah, what about a Lamborghini?

I love that!

I'm kidding.

Right.

Well, uh...

have a splendid day.

Yeesh.

-[dog barking]
-Get off of there!

[thud]

-Oh--
-I got it.

Outliers.
That's, uh...

one of my favorites.

Nice. Do you ascribe
to the "10,000-Hour Rule"?

Well, I definitely think that

if a person devotes 10,000 hours
to any skill,

they can become an expert.

Except me
and ice-dancing, maybe.

And me and polo.
It's a horse thing.

[chuckles]

I do think there are
exceptions, though.

Renaissance artists,
for instance.

I don't think you can learn
to paint The Sistine Chapel.

That's a gift.

Right.

I'll just get a grande

soy, sugar-free,
hazelnut latte.

Two extra pumps,

cinnamon-topped,
no foam,

vanilla twist,
thanks.

[hushed]:
I hate him.

I'm with you.

Thanks.

Ricky!

Alan. Hey.
Not a good time.

No. Go.

Right. Yeah.
Seeya. Seeya.

Hi. I'll have
a large coffee with room.

And I'll have
the same.

You're Ricky Cooper,
aren't you?

From the Angels?
I thought I recognized you.

You're a baseball fan?

Actually, it was from
the commercials you did,

for that sports drink
you endorsed?

Oh, no. No,
those were embarrassing.

Or "completely cheesy,"
as my kids like to say.

Yeah, they
tease me... a lot.

I didn't think
they were that bad.

Aw, that's very kind.

Or you have no taste at all.

Ah. Keep the change.

It was nice to meet you.

Nicole.

Enjoy the book.

Thanks.

Yeah!

Hey, Boss.

Alan.

You wanna walk
to work together?

Nope.

Aw, come on.
I'm counting steps.

No, I don't
want to count steps.

I think counting steps
is weird.

Oh, no, no, I live for it.
Okay?

I got an idea...

Let's do
a competition, okay?

We'll check in with each other.

Whoever wins the competition--

Alan. Alan--
As you see

by my untouched beverage,
I have yet to have my coffee.

New rule--

no talking
before I have my coffee.

Okay. I just thought
maybe you might want to--

No.

All right.

Okay. I will see you
back at work then.

I'm steppin'!

Take care!

-Seeya!
-Seeya.

[exhales deeply]

[school bell rings]

And then Liam
texted a picture of us.

He's just so cute sometimes.

Mirabel! Wait up!

Uh... save me
a seat in class.

I wanted to talk to you
about our science project.

"Our"?

Yeah, you're my partner.

[scoffs] Uh, you must be
mistaken, Garvin.

It's "Gavin."

Anyway...

whatever.

I guess you didn't see
the assignment list.

Mr. Fingston paired us together.

Oh...

Seriously?

[background chatter]

How about we talk over here?

Okay. I'm hoping we can
put our heads together

and can come up

with a really good topic
and get an "A".

It's gonna be a lot of work.
Although, there will be--

Here's what I need to know.

What's the least amount of work
we can possibly spend on this?

I have a busy social life
and, hello,

these nails
don't paint themselves.

Um, I don't know, exactly,

but we can start tomorrow
in the courtyard.

Or... how about somewhere
a lot less public?

Oh...
you mean less noisy. Okay.

Exactly.

I'll text you.

Wait. You don't have my number!

[exhales deeply]

[door bangs]

Yeah! I'm up!

Oh... it's just you.

Is this lying on my couch
becoming a thing?

Because I'm not sure
I'm into it.

Sorry. I was here late,

and I had to be here early
to teach yoga.

And it's cozy in here.

I'm glad you like it.

Look, look, Steph,
if you're over-scheduled,

I can hire more manpower.

Actually, you can't.

Remember what we talked about
at my job interview?

Um, I believe
I inquired about

your sketchy
past employers.

Yeah, I asked you
if this was for real,

or some vanity enterprise
for a bored ex-athlete.

And, in retrospect,
that was kind of rude.

Well, I needed job security,
and you reassured me

that this was
a money-making business,

not just a hobby.

Your point?

We're bordering
on "hobby."

Your name isn't enough to get
people through the door anymore.

You're not the celebrity
you once were.

Hoo! Ouch.

Oh, don't pout.

You're a still minor celebrity.

To some people.

Well, I'll bankroll the gym
if I need to,

but this sucks!

I mean, we need
to think of something.

I have an idea.

But, meanwhile,
the bikes need a wipe-down.

There's some
administrative paperwork

that needs to be handled,

and Alan's not here yet,

so replacing the urinal cakes
is all you, boss.

I just ran into him
at the coffee place.

It's two blocks away.
What is he, lost?

Who knows. He's
probably counting steps.

The point is,

bikes, wipe-down.
you know.

Aw. My life was so glamorous.

You know, I used to fly
on the team jet,

people wanted my autograph,

and now... urinal cakes.

It happens.

Have fun.

Oh, yeah.

Hi, Sweetie.

Hi, Aunt Jackie.

How's it going?

[sighs] Could be better.

Oh, what's going on?

My science teacher
has ruined my existence.

Oh, and what terrible injustice
did they inflict upon you?

That is the word.
"Terrible injustice."

That's perfect.

So...?

Want one?

I'm good.

So?

[sighs]

So...

I have to do
a science project

with Gavin Gilman.

I couldn't have been paired up
with one of my 10 best friends?

Or with Liam?

Maybe your teacher thought
it might be a distraction.

10 best friends?
[squeals]

[both chuckling]

They're all so awesome.

I'm sure they are.

Now, tell me about Gavin.

He's just a boy in class

that raises his hand a lot
with all the answers.

Hmm.

Gavin.

Let's just say...

his fashion sense leaves
a great deal to be desired.

Hmm. Poor Gavin.

Poor Gavin?
Poor me!

Give him a chance, Mirabel.

You know?

It's got to be tough
being Gavin.

It's tough being me.

I have to do a project
with him.

What are you doing here?

Gigi asked to borrow

back-issues
of Smithsonian Magazine.

I don't know what that means.

Give yourself
some credit, Mira.

You're a smart girl.

I'm a lot of things...

but I don't think smart
is one of them.

You're wrong.

I'm older.
I know better.

Plus...

I have some really good shoes.

[both laughing]

Oh, you do,

and a killer color palette.

I love the blouse.

Oh, thank you.

I look up to you.

I mean, not with
the whole doctor thing,

but fashion-wise,
you're my idol.

Wow. I think
that's the nicest thing

anyone's ever said to me.

Thank you.

-[text chimes]
-You're welcome.

The dreaded Gavin.

He wants to meet tomorrow.

Be nice.

Be patient.

We can't all be you.

That's true.

[both laughing]

Okay, we'll see you
tomorrow night.

Uncle Bill and I
are coming for dinner.

Okay?

[text chimes]

Be nice!

I'll try.

[Gavin]:
The assignment says

to "examine
the chemical composition

of everyday products,"
and, in short--

Yes, please,
as short as possible.

...Do a presentation

on one of the items
and its components.

So I came up with this list...

uh, laundry detergent,
dish soap, gasoline, but--

-[text chimes]
-...It's all obvious stuff--

that everyone's gonna pick,

and we definitely do not want
to pick the same thing

as everyone else.

Because that would be tragic.

I know. I want to get
the best mark in class.

[keyboard clicking]

What kind of things do you use?

Products? Used every day?

[sighs]

Toothpaste,

moisturizer,

makeup...

I know there's lots
of chemicals in makeup.

I read labels

before I put anything
on my skin.

Makeup?

Like... Like what, specifically?

The usual stuff.

Mascara...
tinted base...

...concealer, powder blush,

eye shadow,

lipstick, lip liner,
lip gloss.

If I'm transitioning
from day to night,

glitter gloss...
maybe eyeliner.

Mirabel, this is...
This is a really great idea.

Uh, it is?

Yeah, it's way better
than the dumb CFL bulb idea

I was gonna suggest, though.

Look at all the junk in here!

Uh, silica,

mica, titanium dioxide--

that's a white pigment
you see in a lot of cosmetics--

zinc, for
the sunscreen properties.

This is great.

I mean, Christy and Malcolm

won't come up with anything
this good.

Who?

They're the ones to beat.

They're in our class.

Yeah, still nothing.

They sit
in front of you.

No idea.

Mirabel, this is
a really great idea.

I mean,
you're really smart.

Uh, so could you
repeat that,

so I could record it

and play it
for my sisters?

Smart and funny, too.

Let's not forget
good-looking.

Certainly not.

So, what do we do next?

I mean, I shouldn't be
making all the decisions.

It's your project, too.

Maybe make a spreadsheet,

note which mineral ingredients

are naturally occurring
chemical compounds

and indicate
their molecular formula

using symbols
from the periodic table?

I was thinking the same thing.

[***]

[TV playing]

The lions must hunt
and find food soon

or they will die.

Hey.

Hi, Papi.

I'm sorry I missed dinner.

I had more work today
than I expected.

You're here now.
Come snuggle with us.

Ahh. Ooh.

Ah! Come here.

There's pizza left,
if you want some.

Oh, in a minute.
Right now, I am in Dad Heaven.

You want to hear what happened?

Depends.

If it involves
your pro-ball days,

maybe not so much.

Ah, it does
and it doesn't.

When I stopped
for a coffee today,

I was talking
to this woman in line--

And you got her phone number?

-You made a date?
-Was there any chemistry?

Wait, wait. No. Hold on.

What do you know
about chemistry?

I've read about pheromones
and their role as a mating cue.

Now tell us
what happened.

Well, t-this woman, Nicole,

um, she recognized me
from that old ad campaign.

No wonder
you didn't get a date.

Excuse me.

Play hard!

Drink up!
And feel great.

Like me!

My turn!

Meta Support
will keep you going

and keep you focused.

[in unison, boldly]:
Pull up to the power!

[chuckles You want
to get in on this?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Hi! I'm Ricky Cooper,

and when I play ball...
I play ball.

After a game, or a workout,

when I need
to pull up to the power,

I pull up to the power
of Meta Support.

Nutritious, delicious,
full of vitamins and minerals,

Meta Support

will keep you going
and keep you focused.

On the ball, on the workout...

[all chuckling and sighing]

All right, all right.

It is hilarious.

What'd you like
about this woman?

I mean, before
she shut you down?

No, she didn't shut me down.

I...

well, it didn't occur to me
to ask her out.

Seriously?

Dude...
you got to get some game.

Yeah.

I am wholly without game.

Well, if it's
meant to be,

maybe you'll run
into her again.

Mm. Perhaps, by then,
I will have acquired some game.

One can only hope.

[Ricky chuckles]

...Possible

to drink up, play hard,
and feel great...

like me!
Meta Support...

it rocks!

Okay. Uh, Gigi,
we can turn this off now.

-It's on loop.
-Nope.

Really?

It's going all night.

I'll have a venti mocha frap

with a pump of caramel,

chocolate drizzle,
and sprinkles.

Hold the coffee.

Things went well,
I assume?

Like a charm.

Here's more details
about Dad.

Likes, dislikes,
and food allergies.

Consider me
your own personal Cyrano.

Thanks.

Let's get a table.

Oh.

Is that
a hazelnut latte?

[exhales, exasperated]

What chapter are you on?

I'm just skipping around,
finding the juicy parts.

There are juicy parts?
I gotta reread that.

Only if you tell me

how a young pitcher
from a farm team

manages a no-hitter
his first season.

Ah! You do know
a little bit about baseball.

Well, yeah, that
was a long time ago.

You know you want to.

I kinda do.

Yeah.

So...

Once upon a time,

in a land far, far away,

there was this young, strapping
pitcher named Ricky Cooper.

[background chatter]

Hey!

Good morning.

You know,
I was thinking,

I put on my moisturizer
this morning,

and I thought,

there should be a website

that lists
the different ingredients

in different products,

which might not
be compatible

with other ingredients
in other products,

and cross-references them.

Sounds like a great idea.

Public service, really.

Mm. Thank you.

Well, see you,
Gavin.

Sure, I'd enjoy
doing some coaching,

But the opportunity
hasn't presented itself yet.

Think you could teach 'em

"Tricky Ricky's"
famous "splitter ball"?

Ho! Of course.

[phone alert chimes]

Oh!

Eddie Vedder tickets
go on sale Friday.

I've seen him three times.

Hey, would you, um...

...want to have coffee
with me sometime?

Oh, we just... had two.

Right. Right.
I, uh, I have no game.

I meant "officially,"
uh, with a meal

that is consumed
in a restaurant.

Wow, I'm bad at this.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Awkward looks good on you.
It's part of your charm.

Like those lucky sneakers.

I-I told you about these?

Yeah.

Oh.

Here's my number.

[***]

Okay, here we come!

Grilled vegetables,
hot off the... grill.

And barbecued chicken,
coming through.

Excuse me.

-Here you go
-Thank you.

This looks amazing.

And carb-free.

Mirabel,

I am a pediatrician,
and I'm here to tell you

that carbs
are good for kids.

Carbs are your friends!

Mm-hmm.

Have some carbs.

Okay.

How is the project going

with dreaded
Gavin the Geek?

Really?

I can say it!
I was a geek.

Ooh! Huge!

[laughing]

Actually,
I think it's pretty hot.

What? I do!

Geeky hot-doctor wife. Wow!

[chuckling]

Awkward.

It was actually okay.

He turned out to be
kinda nice.

I can't believe
you're doing a project

and didn't ask me
for help.

I feel so... slighted.

Simmer down, little one.
We got this.

I remember
back in school

when I got paired up
with a brainiac kid,

it turned out
to be great.

Definitely made
things easier.

Yeah, maybe for you.

Um, I'm the one
who came up with the topic.

Some really cool
science-y stuff, actually.

Here's a tip--

on your college app,
don't say "science-y."

And stay clear
of "math-tastic."

I think that's really cool.

I'd to hear more
about your project.

Sure.

As a doctor, I'm sure
you're interested to hear

the chemical properties

in everyday
products.

Enough, Gigi.

Hello!

She said
"chemical properties."

It was kinda a pivotal moment.

Wow! Tough crowd!

Mm-hmm.

And did you have
a nice day, Daddy?

Anything, uh,
interesting happen?

Uh, as a matter of fact, yes.

I, uh, I ran into Nicole again.

A woman he met.
She remembered

his ads for
the sports drink.

Oh! Mm.

And she actually talked to you?
Impressive.

You are a funny man, Billy.

I'm here all week.

That, he is.

Ah, it turns out,
we have a lot in common.

She likes Clint Eastwood,
Kung Pao chicken, Eddie Vedder.

But, um...

she doesn't like kids,

dogs, or dolphins.

Especially baby dolphins.

But she does have
a college degree.

In Forensic Podiatry,

which I didn't even
know was a thing,

but she can't find a job.

That's not true!

She's a bookkeeper!
With two poodles!

[***]

[sighs]

Whoops.

What did you do?

Okay, um...

things are getting very devious
in this house.

And I love it.

Come on,
spill more.

Is she going to get
in trouble right now?

'Cause that would be excellent.
-Yeah.

No, she isn't.

Gigi, you and I will talk later.

Oh, what? Come--

Richard, that is so unfair!

I need to know the end
of this story.

Spill it, kid.

Bill, seriously?

I'm with you, Uncle Bill.

Let's dig in. Come on.
Everybody eat.

[exhales, chuckles]

How, exactly, did you recruit
Nicole to be my girlfriend?

She applied for the position.

On your birthday,
when we took applications,

her qualifications were solid,

and she followed up.

I liked her initiative.

[chuckles]

So you, uh...

gave her some details about me

and then coached her
on what to say?

I wanted you to like her.

I did!

But I liked
who she was pretending to be.

But she really does
love baseball!

It was on
her statement of interest.

[astonished chuckle]

Oh... it's, it's, it's okay.

It's over,

but just no more meddling.

Go. Go get your PJs on.

[laughs]

Good night, honey.
Thank you.

'Kay, see you soon.
Sleep tight. Mwah!

We're going to head out.
Thank you for dinner.

Of course! Of course.

That was delicious.
Thanks, bro.

It's all about
the sauce!

Poblano, baby.

[all chuckling]

Listen, um...

I think you might have hurt
Mirabel's feelings earlier.

How?

What are you
talking about?

She was talking
about her homework,

and I thought
you could've acted

a little bit
more interested.

Paid her a compliment.

But I compliment Mirabel
all the time.

On the right things?

Oh... right.

I get it.

Wait, all right?
What are you guys referring to?

She should know
you support and love her

for all of her merits,

not just her beauty.

Look, Mirabel
needs to know

that you think
she's smart,

little brother.

She is smart!

I mean, a lot smarter than
she's given credit for.

Right, because
she's so beautiful.

Exactly.

Ahh... you're right.
You're right.

I-I need to, uh...
pay more attention to that.

You're doing great.

I just wanted to point it out,

because she said something
to me earlier

that made me realize

that she genuinely doesn't
believe that she's smart...

and that sucks.

I-I-I don't get it.

That girl has
everything going for her.

Mm-hmm.

She sure does.

"O, was the power,

"the gift to give us

to see ourselves
as others see us."

What?

I wish she could see herself
the way we see her.

Oh, really? Come on!

I have two advanced
degrees, people.

Robert Burns?

Classic!

Once in a while,
after all these years,

you surprise me

and remind me
why I love you.

Come here.

-I'm goin' in. I'm goin' in!
-Mwah.

What she said,
without the lippy-lippy.

Okay.

[text alert chimes]

Oh!

Derek Jeter?

I haven't heard from him
in a while.

I love that guy.
What'd he say?

No...

What's the matter?

"Stay away from...
'Psycho Nicole'."

Wow.

Ho...

[Ricky]:
Nicole is a baseball groupie.

Ah, look.

There's Danny Barnes.

And, uh... ha!
Jesse Chavez.

She stalks
baseball players!

I don't
understand...

I vetted her.

I'm guessing
she didn't tell you

her Twitter name
is "NikiHeartsplayers".

I dodged a bullet
with this one.

So, she only wanted
to date Daddy

because he's famous?

He's not so famous.

Okay. You're still famous
to baseball stalkers.

They're called
"cleat-chasers".

Ah, here's the one
that Jeter saw posted.

[click]

-Aw...
-Ooh. Not your best angle.

The old stealthy-selfie.

Impressive...

yet incredibly creepy.

Can you say "psycho"?

I'll deal with it...

but, yes,
I can say psycho.

You've got to learn
to take social cues, Daddy.

If anyone seems too perfect,
they are.

I am not.

[all chuckling]

[knocks]

-Say "thank you".
-Thank you.

You're welcome.

I built us
a kick-ass new website.

People can register for classes
online,

read about you, and me,
and God help us, Alan.

I put advertisements
on other sites,

we're getting new machines,

and that is just
the beginning.

You are amazing.

I am.

But you can look
at it later.

I need
to talk to you.

Okay.

I heard about
your run-in

with the cleat-chaser.

Oh, God...

Yeah, the girls called me.

They thought you could use
some cheering up.

So, you were fooled

by whack-job
baseball-fanatic chick?

What're you gonna do?

Well, she didn't seem
like a whack-job.

You know, she seemed normal.
Nice.

Maybe knew my stats
a little too well.

What is-- What is--
What is with people?

Well, it's like my grandfather
Roland used to say--

"People... problems."

Roland is right.

He made
a mean julep.

Oh, I would
like Roland!

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, this dating
is a, uh...

it's a tricky business.

Yeah, I am well aware of that.

And I am not getting off
to a good start.

I've been at it for a decade
and I suck.

Oh, that's awful.
A decade?

Yeah, I once had a guy
pick me up in his mom's sedan,

and his mom was driving.

Wait, you don't mean...
did she go on the date with you?

Yeah, apparently,
they were very close,

and we split the check
three ways.

Wow!

And another guy

sold pressure-sensitive
adhesives,

and that is all he talked about.

It took me two ibuprofen
and three Margaritas

to get through that evening.

And then there's the story
about the mime,

and I will save that
for another time.

I hate mimes.

Everybody hates mimes.

Hey, uh,
Stephanie.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[knocking]

Hey!

Hello.

Come in.

Make yourself
at home.

Okay.

So, I was
thinking about

our presentation/project/
spreadsheet thingie.

The symbols from
the periodic table, uh-huh.

And one word
kept coming to mind--

"Dull."

Uh, I hear that a lot.

[chuckles]
I didn't mean you, silly.

I like you.

You're nice,
and not dull.

[laughs] I'm so happy.

[laughs]

So, here's what I was thinking.

Mr. Fingston didn't just say
do a report.

He said "A presentation."

Well, presentation happens to be
something I'm an expert in.

As you can see.

I can, I do,
and you are.

[both chuckling]

So what'd you have in mind?

Visual aids.

We'll start out
with a neutral base...

add some pops of color,

then organize them
in attractive vertical columns.

Substance and aesthetics. Cool.

Here's the best part.

We'll also offer
an interactive experience.

Zinc oxide
anyone can try.

I'll never wash it off.

Oh, please do.
You look kinda goofy that way.

Here.

Thanks.

I'm so lucky to have you
as a partner, Mirabela.

You're so incredibly innovative
and smart.

Thank you.

Beginning to think so, too.

Well, you wanted to beat
Christy and Malcolm, right?

Mm-hmm.

Oh... and, on the day
of the presentation,

you gotta untuck that shirt.

This whole
"nerdy-professor look"

needs to be
a tad more casual.

Got it.

Keep your style.

It's important to your charm.

I have charm?

Yes, Gavin.

Stop talking
about yourself so much.

Let's get to work.

[***]

[awkward chuckling]

-Bye.
-Bye.

Bye.

[engine shuts down]

[car door shuts]

Ah, that was
your science partner,

I'm guessing?

Yeah.

How'd it go today?

I think we had
a breakthrough.

Our report is on
chemicals and stuff,

and we've totally
turned our presentation

into something
"wow-tastic".

Well, that's great, honey.

I love seeing you committed
to your schoolwork,

and so interested
in the sciences.

Uh, don't get
carried away, old man.

You know we're
only doing this

because the teacher's
making us, right?

Oh, of course.
Who does recreational science?

But, that being said,

um, it seems like
you're enjoying it.

Can I tell you something, Dad?

Of course.
You can tell me anything.

Gavin makes me feel like
I'm more than I am.

He's the first boy
who's ever treated me

like I'm smart,
and not just... pretty.

You are so smart, Mirabel.

Now, maybe
I don't say it enough,

but I think you are
a very smart young woman.

Well, Gigi thinks I'm dumb.

Gigi thinks
Stephen Hawking is dumb.

[both chuckling]

She likes teasing you,

but she looks up to you.

And so does Elisa,
and so do I.

-You do?
-Yeah!

Yeah, you're kind and funny
and loyal.

You look out your sisters.

There are a lot
of wonderful qualities

going on behind
that gorgeous face of yours.

Well, I'm not complaining

that the other kids
think I'm pretty, though.

I like that, too.

Nah, there's nothing wrong

with getting
that kind of attention.

You know, I know a little bit
about that myself.

Yes, Daddy.

You were
a big baseball star.

Yeah, yeah,
I loved meeting fans,

signing autographs.

But, at the end of the day,

you want people to love you
for who you really are.

Yeah.

You're a really great guy, Dad.

Aww.

I mean...

but we still have some things
to work on,

but all in all,
you're pretty awesome.

Thanks.

You know, I hope you have
more friends like Gavin,

who, uh, appreciate

that there are
other sides to you.

Me too.

And to think,
that just a week ago,

I didn't want anyone
to see me talking to him.

Yeah, that's not very nice.

I know.

I gotta remedy that, stat.

Come on.

[exhales contentedly]

[throat clears]
Ahem!

Oh! Hi.

I was so happy
I got your call.

You're about to be less happy.

I know about
you and Gigi conspiring.

Well, I think
she was just trying to help.

She just wants us
to get to know one another.

But you already know
so many people.

Felix Hernandez,
Mike Trout.

Oh! Uh, and Jeter says hi,
by the way.

What can I say?

I love the game.

I think you love
more than the game.

Listen, um, I get my photo
taken with celebrity athletes,

and I collect memorabilia.

It's, uh, it's just a hobby.

Yeah, a creepy one at that.

But I like you.

And when your daughters
put out that APB

that you needed a girlfriend,

I just, uh, I took it
as a chance to meet you.

And so you have.

I'm gonna call this.

Okay, fine.

But can I get
a favor from you?

Wow, you are pushing it,
fan-girl.

Can I get your autograph?

[sighs] Sure.

Wow.

Um...

This is the one.

Just...

Okay.

All right.

I'm good.

Yeah?

Oh, not so fast, Cooper.

[snapping]

Oh, that's enough.

Just one more!

No, no,
now we're good.

[snapping]

Ricky! Hey!
How you doing?

Oh, what's, uh,
what's going on, Alan?

I'm just stepping. Stepping.
Our stepping competition.

No, that was never
a thing, Alan.

I did not agree
to a step competition,

nor would I ever.

Okay, but you should.
It's all about the PaceIt.

-I'll get you one!
-Sweet.

What color do you want?

Surprise me.

Blue for the boss!
See you at work!

[cafeteria chatter,
indistinct]

Want to sit with me?

We can work on
our presentation.

It's not
for another week.

Oh, right.

Plus, we're gonna be
naturally awesome.

Why don't you just
come hang out and eat?

[sighs]

Why don't I just eat

with you
and your friends?

O.M.G.

This is the moment
I've been waiting for,

but was fairly certain
would never arrive.

Yet here it is.

Mirabel Cooper
eating lunch with me.

Work it, Gavin.

* Sometimes *

* I think that I'm a dreamer *

* The one
that's standing all alone *

* Sometimes *

* it feels like it's forever *

* Since I've truly
felt at home *

* What am I gonna do?

* What am I gonna do
to feel like freedom's mine? *

* What am I gonna do?

Oh, my gosh!

You are totally
Steve McQueen!

I kinda am.

It's so hot.

Yeah, it's good.

-Can I drive it?
-You can't.

It's a stick.

Come on!
You're killing me, man!

Rent a stick-shift
and I'll teach you.

Why can't you teach me on this?

And that's
your first lesson.

Mirabel! Elisa! Gigi!

Can you come
outside, please?

Yeah, the guy
who owns it's retiring,

so I bought it.

Bought what?

The dealership.

[Mirabel]: What's going on?

I have something
to show you.

What do you think?

[astonished laugh]

This is definitely
not a Dad car.

I love it!

It's so hot.

When can we go
for a ride?

You know what?
Shotgun.

-Uh-uh.
-Okay.

You're gonna look so good
in this car, Dad.

It'll totally up your game.
Women will swarm.

I have no "game" to up,
but I'm working on it.

And when I find the right woman,

she will like me for who I am,

which is a father,
who has lucky--

Smelly!

...Sneakers,

and the three most amazing
daughters in the world. Okay?

Let's ride!

* Live life
like I never have *

* Live life *

* Through the good and bad *

See you in
a couple weeks, Todd.

See you later.
Have fun.

[engine starts]

* Live life *

* Like I never have *

* Live life *

* Through the good
And bad *

* Oh *

* Oh, oh... **