All language subtitles for Highway to Heaven S04E24 The Whole Nine Yards.eng

[opening theme music playing]

[all] Break.

Now, let's see some hustle
now, some hustle.

Down. Set.

Go.

-[whistle blows]
-[Vincent] Run it again.

How you doing, Ricky?

Remember me?

Charlie.

Yeah. I'm fine, doing good.

-[Vincent] Hey, Ricky,
let's go.
-Bye.

Keep your mind on the game,

rainy-day practice
doesn't mean slacking off.

Okay, throw left,
before he can sweep, then go.

Who's the girl, Rick?

She's a girl in my class.
I don't know her name.

-Oh, sure you don't.
-Look, I don't, okay?

She sure knows you.
"Oh, Ricky, remember me?"

Knock it off, okay?

[Vincent]
Come on, ladies, move it.
Move it. Some hustle, come on.

-Ready?
-[all] Break.

Down.

Set. Go.

You know,
using the stuff is not fair.

I mean, I'm soaked to the skin,
you're dry as a bone.

Hey, you gotta take the good
with the bad.

What does that mean?

It means I'm dry, but
I'm dead. You're wet,
but you're alive.

Oh.

Dan, I understand,

but you have a responsibility
to the kids.

Couldn't you at least
finish out the rest
of the season?

All right, I'll respect
your decision.

Thank you, Dan,
and good luck to you too.

Afternoon, gentlemen.
Can I help you?

I'm Jonathan Smith.
This is Mark Gordon.

I believe we talked
on the phone.

Oh, the football referee,
of course.

-Please sit down.
-Thank you.

Not often that we get someone
with your qualifications
to referee for us.

I'm just glad we're
available. I'm looking
forward to the game.

Yeah, we drove all night to
make sure we'd be here on time.

You may have
rushed for nothing.

One of the coaches
just resigned.

We may not have a game
unless we find another coach.

Look, I don't wanna
toot my horn, but I've handled
the pigskin in my day.

Used to play in college.
They called me Flash Gordon.

You mean, you'd be willing
to take over until I find
another coach?

Sure, you know.
I like kids, love football.

Well, I'm sure the Minnows
will be thrilled to have you

as their coach, Mr. Gordon.

Oh, wait a minute,
I'm gonna coach a team
called the Minnows?

Well, they're not exactly
the best team in the league

but they're a bunch
of good kids.

What exactly is their record?

Well, they're zero and five
this year.

Looks like you've got your
work cut out for you.

You're playing the Bandits
Saturday. They're the best
team in the league.

I had a feeling
you were gonna say that.

[blows whistle twice]

[blows whistle twice]

-Hi, kiddo.
-Hi.

Sorry I'm late. Traffic was
murder in this rain.

-[Vincent] Three, four...
-How do they look?

-They look pretty good, Dad.
-...five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten.

All right, good job.

Go get your gear and take off.

You nervous?

A little.

-Ready?
-Let's do it.

Excuse me.

-You're Coach Diller?
-That's right.

I'm Walter Duboise.
This is my daughter, Charlene.

-What can I do for you?
-Well, we just moved here

and my daughter's
interested in playing football.

Yeah, well, the gym class
has touch football.

[chuckles] No,
she plays regular football.

She was on a team in Baker.
She played wide receiver.

Not saying much for Baker,
is it?

I started and we were
six and zero.

Look, I know it's a little
unusual, but she likes to play.

There's no rule that says
she can't.

Just let her try out.

All right.

But I decide if she's not
good enough, I don't take her.
Fair enough?

Fair enough.

Ricky.

Come here.

-This is my son, Ricky.
-Yeah, I know.

-Hi, we're in the same class.
-Yeah, hi.

Charlie wants
to try out for the team.

-What?
-Hey, she's got
a right to try out.

Go running up
and back with her.

-Oh, come on, Dad.
-Go and do it.

Couldn't you get her
to try out for a girl sport?

She's got a mind of her own.

Yeah. If I was her father,
she'd change that mind
pretty quick.

Okay, you guys ready?

[whistles]

-She's pretty good
for a girl, huh?
-Not bad.

Let's see if she can catch.

All right, run a down-and-out.
Ready, go.

Hey, why don't you
take it easy?

The other team's
not gonna take it easy on her.

Either she can catch
or she can't catch.

The other team isn't
gonna have a grown man
throwing the football.

Hey, we got some
pretty big kids in this league.

Look, she's fast
but she's still a girl.

Why don't you get her to go out
for track or something?

I can't use her.

Let's go.

She beat the pants off you.
If I were you, I'd be ashamed.

[door closes]

-Looks like it's clearing up.
-Yeah.

I'll see you at the barbecue
this afternoon.

Okay, coach.

-Coach Diller?
-Yeah.

I'm Jonathan Smith,
new league ref.

Yeah, you'll be doing
the game Saturday, huh?

That's right.

This is Mark Gordon,
he's taking over as coach
of the Minnows.

-How you doing?
-I'm doing fine.

-You're in for
a long day Saturday.
-Yeah, so I hear.

Well, at least the kids
will have fun.

Losing is not fun,
winning is fun.

Well, I'd hate to think that.

That would mean half the kids
playing aren't having
a good time.

That's right.

And the only way to change that
is to become a winner.

We're having a team barbecue
this afternoon around
6:00 at the house.

Why don't you
and the coach join us?

Get to know the kids
and I'll fill you in on what's
happening in the league.

Sounds good. We'll be there.

All right, my address
is on the team sheet.

-[Jonathan] I got it.
-See you.

-I don't think
I'm gonna like this guy.
-Oh, come on now, Mark.

Come on, Jonathan,
let me be a little judgmental.

I'm only human, remember?

[indistinct chattering]

Coaching is sort of a passion
with me.

I love the kids.

I know I'm rough on them,
but they respect me.

Don't you think you might
be a little too tough
on them sometimes?

Well, we only have a few hours
after school.

Can't be too soft on them.
Not if you wanna
build champions.

We've won our division
four years in a row.

I work with him every day.

Looks like we're in for a
rough time on Saturday, huh?

-Well, I plan on doing my best.
-You're gonna win, right?

-You bet, Dad.
-[woman] Ricky?

The potato salad's ready.
Could you put it
on the table, please?

I'm talking to dad.

Richard, do what
your mother tells you.

-She's my stepmother.
-[Vincent] Just put it
on the table.

I just remarried about a year
ago. There's still a lot of
anger, you know?

Hey, it's never easy.

Look, I've got an
appointment I can't miss.

-Thanks for the invite.
-You bet.

-Hey, I'll go with you.
-No need.

Why don't you stay here?
Maybe Vince will give you
some tips on coaching.

Thank you.

[Walter] It was unfair.

There has to be somebody
I can talk to about this.

Dad, I don't wanna make
a federal case out of it
or anything.

I'm embarrassed enough.

You have nothing
to feel embarrassed about.

Even I couldn't have caught
those passes.

None of the other boys
could have either.

Dad, I just wanna forget
about it now.

Don't you wanna play football?

Of course I do, but not if they
don't want me to play.

They're wrong.
Vincent Diller is wrong.

You deserve to play
if you want to.

[doorbell dings]

I'll get it.

-Hi, Charlie.
-Hi.

How'd you know my name?

Oh, it's written right
there on your shirt.

Oh, yeah.

-Is your dad home?
-Who is it, honey?

My name's Jonathan Smith.
I'm the new league ref.

Oh, what can I do for you?

Well, I understand your
daughter here tried out today.

Yeah, if you could
call it that.

That coach of theirs fired a
bullet that nobody could catch

and they said Charlie
was no good.

I know, I heard about it.
That's why I'm here.

Dad, I told you,
I don't wanna make
a federal case out of this.

Hey, you know, in a way,
I think your daughter's right.

Look, a friend of mine's
coaching the Minnows.

They could really
use some talent.

Hey, why not try out for a team
that really needs you?

I don't know.

I don't think that guy
ought to get away
with something like that.

Well, I agree.

Why start a big deal now
in the middle of the season?

Why not just go out
and play the game?

He's right, Dad.
All I wanna do is play.

Okay.

Hey, if it's all right,
I'd like to come in and
talk to you about the tryout.

[Walter] What about it?

As much as your daughter here
would like to forget it,
she's a girl.

It's gonna prejudice
a few minds.

-Okay, come on in.
-Thank you.

[all] Break.

Down.

Set.

Go.

[coughing]

[blowing whistle]

Are you okay, Mr. Gordon?

[coughing]

[spits]

Oh, that was terrific, guys.

Now, why don't we try
throwing it to somebody
on our team?

Let's try it again.

[grumbling]

Hey, hold it. Hold it here.

What's all this grumbling?

We're playing the Bandits
on Saturday.

[Mark] So?
You gotta play somebody.

Yeah, but they're the best
and we're the worst.

I mean, we never win.

Well, with an attitude like
that, you are never
gonna win a game.

Well, that's why our last
coach, Mr. Williams, quit.

Yeah, he said he was tired of
working with a bunch of losers.

All right, guys,
let me ask you something.

-Do you like to play football?
-Sure we do.

-Do you wanna win?
-Yeah, everybody wants to win.

Well, then you gotta think
that you can win.

But we can't.

I don't wanna hear "can't."
I don't wanna
hear you say "can't."

I wanna hear you say,
"We'll try."

-But, coach,
it'll never happen.
-Never say never.

You just get out there.
You give it your best shot

and most of all, most of all,
you have fun, huh?

All right, let's go, Minnows.

All right? Ha-ha... Oh.

[indistinct chatter]

-Coach Gordon?
-Yeah.

We hear you were looking
for a wide receiver.

Among other things.

-I'm Walter Duboise,
this is Charlie.
-How you doing, Charlie?

I know it's a little late
in the season but we'd like
to try out for your team.

-Charlie's a good receiver.
-Well, let's give him a shot.

All right, Charlie,
why don't you go in
for the right end?

[all] Break.

Down.

Set.

Go.

Look at that. He's great.

The Minnows would be proud
to have Charlie on the team.

Thanks, coach. Charlie,
come on over and say hello
to your new coach.

Hey, that was some catch,
my boy.

Hair's kind of long, isn't it?

Uh, she's a girl.

Hair's kind of short, isn't it?

I can't believe they let
a girl on their team.

Yeah, I can see her coming out
for a pass.

Wait a minute,
I got a run in my pantyhose.

What are you laughing at?
She beat you in the 40.

No, I let her beat me.

Sure.

-I was just
messing around, okay?
-[whistle blows]

[Vincent] Come on.
Come on, move it.

All right, come on, come on,
gather around.

What are you, tired, Rick?

It certainly can't be
from today's practice.

The two-minute drill today
was a joke.

You made one lame-brained
mistake after another.

-I'm sorry.
-Down for 20. Nobody is sorry.

You don't win football
games being sorry.

And after that,
give me eight 40s.

Maybe next time,
you'll beat a girl.

And the rest of you,
any mistakes tomorrow,

we might have changes
in the starting line-up.

All right,
that's all for today.

[all chatter]

-Come on.
-She out run him.

Hey, you're pretty rough on
your boy.

He can handle it.

He's just a boy, they're all
just boys, they're not
professional athletes.

Look, you treat them
like adults,
they'll respond like adults.

-It's great for
building character.
-Oh, come on.

They're under enough
pressure at school and at home.

They don't need any out here.

Look, I don't know
who you think you are.

I'm a football coach.
I live in the real world.

Why don't you save that
bunk for some
newspaper editorial?

We ought to teach that guy
to be a human being.

He's a strange one, all right.

You had a good practice today.

Looks like your team
may be turning around.

Yeah, it's my new end,
Charlene Duboise.

Never thought I'd say it:
Boy, that girl
can play football.

She sounds like just
what the doctor ordered.

Yeah, the kids are all excited.

I hope they don't expect
miracles, you know.

Or should they?

Mark.

Come on, I'm surprised at
you. That isn't fair and
you know it.

Oh, come on, Jonathan,
what are friends for?

The boss wouldn't mind
a little... kind of touchdown,
you know? [chuckles]

Maybe he would mind.

Richard, please don't throw
the ball against the window.

Ricky, please. That's annoying.

Ricky, didn't you hear me?
I asked you to stop.

Listen, Helen, I heard you.

But this is my house
and I can do whatever I want.

Look, I don't know
what's bothering you

but if you wanna talk about it,
I'll be happy to listen.

Look, I'm not gonna love you.

So you can stop pretending
that you care.

You don't have to love me.
And I'm not pretending.

I do care.

Practice didn't go
so well today.

Yeah, why not?

I don't know,
I couldn't do anything right.

Well, that's why
they call it practice.

If you didn't make
any mistakes,

they'd probably call it
"having a perfect."

Maybe someone should tell it
to my dad.

I mean, I couldn't do
anything right. He kept riding
me. I hate it.

Oh, well,

I'm sure your dad just wants
what's best for you, Ricky.

How do you know?
You weren't there.

You didn't see him
calling me stupid.

Look, Ricky, your father
can be really demanding,

but he loves you,

he just has some trouble
expressing it sometimes.

I don't need anyone
making excuses for me.

Ricky and I were just talking
about practice.

Sounds more like
you went crying to your mommy.

-We were having a discussion.
-Yeah, yeah,
I heard the discussion.

You can't take the heat,
can you?

You want me to treat you
like a little baby.

I've got news for you.

You're not a baby and
I'm not about to treat you
like one.

I didn't say that. I just
said it was a tough practice.

You're damn right it was,
and they're gonna get tougher.

You don't get anywhere in
this world without good,
hard work.

And you're not gonna make
the pros

unless you're ready
to work your butt off.

I work hard.

-I gotta go meet
the guys at the mall.
-Oh, sure, sure, run out.

Just what I'd expect
from a loser.

Okay, Dad, let's go work now.

No, no, it's too late.

You should have worked today.

Be ready for tomorrow.
I'm gonna
work your butt off.

You know, this is your fault.
Now he's mad.

From now on,
just stay out of it,
okay? Stay out of it.

I swear, Ricky, you gotta tell
your dad to chill out.

He's only being hard on us
for our own good.

You really believe that?

If he didn't care,
he wouldn't get so upset.

He doesn't want us to be wimps.

-Hi, Ricky.
-Well, it if isn't
Charlie "Du-boy."

Ha-ha. Very funny.

Hey, I just came by to tell you
that I don't have
any hard feelings

about not playing on your team.

You weren't good enough,
that's why you're not
on our team.

If I'm not good enough,
then why did I beat you
in that race?

I let you win.

No way and you know it.

Are you calling me a liar?

-I can beat you any day.
-Quit pushing me.

Don't tell me what to do.
I'll push you anytime I want.

[yelling and cheering]

Hey, I've gotta get home.

You'll stay here
till she comes out.
You owe her an apology.

I don't owe her anything.
Look, she asked for it.

I wasn't gonna listen to
how much better she is than me.

Oh, so you were gonna show her
how much better you were, huh?

If she wants to play with the
guys, she's gonna have to
play by our rules.

You're starting
to sound like your father.

Well, he's right.

Is he?

Do you think Charlie's
better than you are?

-No.
-Then why'd you hit her?

I felt I had to do something.

Okay, I just didn't think.

Look, I like Charlie.

I'm really sorry I hit her.

Then why don't you tell her
that when she comes out?

[door opens]

-You all right?
-It stopped bleeding. I think.

-Ricky wants to talk to you.
-I've got nothing
to say to him.

He wants to say he's sorry.
Give him a chance, okay?

You wanna say something?

I'm waiting.

Well, if you're gonna be
like that, forget it.

Be like what?

I'm not the one
who started that fight.

Look, you didn't have to go
around bragging that you
beat me in the race.

I can't help it
if I'm faster than you.

What difference
does it make anyway?

I guess it doesn't
make a difference.

I'm sorry that I hit you.
It was wrong.

Apology accepted.

You punch harder than I do.

I feel really bad.

-Are you gonna be okay?
-Yeah. I'm a tomboy, remember?

I don't even know why I did it.

This is gonna sound kind of
funny, but maybe it was
to please my father.

I understand.

I mean, it's like I try so hard
to be exactly what
he wants me to.

And if I'm not the best--

I thought I was the only one
who felt that way.

But you're a girl.

Whatever you do is okay.

I was supposed to be a boy.

I started with two strikes
against me from the beginning.

But everybody can see
that your father loves you.

I know. But that's why
I never wanna disappoint him.

Yeah, I guess it's kind of
the same.

Must have been pretty hard
for you to say you're sorry.

Yeah.

-But I'm glad I did.
-Me too.

You're pretty neat, Charlene.

You're pretty neat, too.

Can you eat a piece of pizza
with that thing
stuck up your nose?

Yeah.

In a few minutes, we'll be
able to put those steaks on.

Oh, sometimes you can be
the sweetest man in the world.

Come on. You know
I'm just a big pussycat.

-I'm home.
-It's about time.
We're in here.

Hi.

Mr. Smith dropped me off.

I'm sorry I was late.

Where have you been?

I saw Charlie
at the video arcade.

We got to talking
about the tryout the other day.

And?

We got in a fight
and I hit her.

You hit her?

I didn't raise my son
to go around beating up
helpless girls.

Dad, I said I was sorry.
I knew I was wrong.

Well, I'm gonna show you
how wrong it was.

Vince, he made a mistake.
He said he was sorry.

Helen, don't go butting
your nose in where it
doesn't belong.

Rick's my son. I know
what's right for him.

Upstairs.

Goodbye, Smith.

Don't worry, he won't hurt him.
He loves him too much
to do that.

I hope you don't mind my asking

but how can you just stand
there and not say anything?

Vince is right.
I'm only his stepmother.

My husband has the right to
raise his son as he sees fit.

Doesn't he?

I'd say that was true
if he were alone.
But you're his wife.

Vince and I
have a good relationship.

I don't wanna lose that.

Since when does trying
to be a good mother
wreck a good relationship?

[sighs]

-It's not that simple.
-I didn't say it was simple.

But if you're ever
gonna be a family,

somewhere along the line
you're gonna have to say:

"Hey, I'm part of this.
I'm not just here
to keep house."

Look, I think you'd better
leave, all right?

Okay.

Hey, I don't blame you
for being angry.

That's what happens
when people say what they feel.

Maybe you ought
to try it sometime.

Good night, Mrs. Diller.

[door opens and closes]

What the hell
is the matter with you?

It's supposed to be
a five-step drop,
not a seven-step drop.

Where's your mind today?
Can't you do anything right?

Look, we've been
doing this all day.
What difference does it make?

It makes a lot of difference.

We'll keep doing it
until you do it right.

I don't care if we're here
till Christmas.

Now, do it again.
And use your mind.

Down.

Set.

Go.

Terrific. What, are you trying
to give the game
to the other team?

-You threw it right to him.
-Look, just get off
my back, okay?

Hey, don't badmouth me.

You'll be sitting
on the bench so fast,

you won't know how
you got there.

-Now, just do it again.
-No.

-That's it.
You're on the bench.
-Take your bench and shove it.

I quit.

That's great.

Walk away.

You're a quitter.

Wimp.

I never wanna see you
out here again.

All right, Crow,
take over as quarterback.

-How you doing?
-Okay.

You're off practice
pretty early.

Well, I had a lot of homework
to finish.

Well, come on, jump in.
I'll give you a ride home.

-I quit the team.
-So?

I couldn't take it anymore.

What did your father say?

The usual.

I'm a quitter, a wimp.

And what about football?

What about it?

Oh, come on.
You love football
and you know it.

Yeah, I know it,

but not playing for my dad.

Then play for some other team.

-What, are you kidding?
-No, I'm not kidding.

I mean, where is it written
you gotta play
on your father's team?

Nowhere but...

But you're afraid.

Yeah.

Maybe he's right.
Maybe I am a wimp.

No you're not.
Look, I'd be afraid.
So would any kid.

But doing what you think
is right is part of
growing up.

You think you're doing the
right thing, don't you?

I know I am.

All right, then pump up
that heart of yours,

take a deep breath and do it.

-Dad, I--
-Oh, not now, son.

You wanna talk to me
about getting back
on the football team,

we'll do it after supper.
Right now,
I wanna enjoy my meal.

I wasn't gonna ask you
about getting back on the team.

Then what's there
to talk about?

I want your permission
to play for the Minnows.

Is this some kind of a joke?

No, it's not a joke.

I like football
and I wanna play.

Well, you had
a team to play on.

You quit.

You're not gonna play
for anybody else.

I don't think that's fair.

You don't think it's fair.

You hear that, Helen?
He doesn't think it's fair.

Let me tell you something
about being fair.

How many fathers do you think
would spend hour after hour

trying to get you guys
to be a good football team?

How many?

None.

And how many days a week do
I spend working on your game?

Every day.

What do you do? You quit.
You walk out.

How do you think that
made me feel in front
of those boys, huh?

How do you think
it made me feel?

-I know it bothered you.
-Bothered me?

You broke my heart.

You understand that?
You broke my heart.

And now you wanna play
for another team.

Go on and get out of here.

Go on.

[door closes]

It's all right.

It's only me.

Um...

I thought you might wanna talk.

What's there to talk about?

You heard him.
He makes the rules.

I never should have let
Mr. Smith talk me into this.

He said, "You have to do
what you think is right.

That's part of being a man."

Well, I guess that's part
of being a mother, too.

Vince, I want you to let him
play for the Minnows.

What?

Who is it gonna hurt?

It's gonna hurt me, that's who.

Didn't you listen to anything
I had to say at the table?

Yes, I listened.
I always listen.

And now it's time
that you listened to me.

When we got married, we knew it
wouldn't be easy with Ricky.

I thought after a time,
that we could be a family.

-Come on. We are a family.
-No, no.

You and Ricky are a family.

A family that isn't getting
along very well right now,
but still a family.

I am just an outsider
with no right to an opinion

as to how that boy
should be raised.

-He's my son.
-And he's my stepson.

And we live in the same house.

And I can't make him love me,
but I can make him respect me.

And I can make him think of me
as a friend

if I'm given the chance.

-Helen--
-Let me finish.

I've stood back and
I've listened to his insults,

waiting for you to do
something, well, I was wrong.

Now, from now on,
when he's wrong,

I'm gonna let him know it
in no uncertain terms.

And when he's right, I'm gonna
let him know that, too.

And this time,
I think he's right.

So I'm giving him permission
to play for the Minnows.

And one more thing.

If your son ever decides
to play football for you again,

I want those practices cut down
to three days a week.

I know it doesn't seem
important, but I want him
to learn to read.

[door slams]

You're playing for the Minnows.

Dad said I could?

No, your stepmother
said you could.
Have you done your homework?

No, I have some math
left to do.

Well, do it or you
won't play for the Minnows.

[tap on window]

[tap]

[tap]

What are you doing here
in the middle of the night?

Look, I had to tell you,
I'm on your team.

-What?
-Yeah, I quit my dad's team.

-I couldn't play
for him anymore.
-He let you play for us?

No, but my mom--

Well, my stepmom did.
I couldn't believe it.

We've only got one more day
till the game.

I mean, we've gotta
practice, get our timing down.

-Yeah, I know.
-Wait.

Let's go.

-Now?
-Yeah, the pros play at night.

Okay.

Okay, down-and-out
to the right.

-Touchdown.
-Yeah.

Gather around, gather around.

Now listen up.

This team is zero and five.

If they're gonna do
anything against us,
they gotta throw the ball.

Now I want pressure on that
quarterback, you understand?

-Yes, sir.
-All right.

Coach, I'd feel a lot better
if Ricky were playing for us.

We'll do fine without him.

You boys are ready.

We don't need him.

All right, guys, you've
worked hard all week long.

You know the plays,
you're ready.

All I'm asking you to do
is to go out on that field

and have some fun, all right?

I mean, this is a game,
it's no big thing.

There's something like
six hundred million Chinese

don't even know we're
here today.

And if they did know,
they couldn't care less
what happens.

So let's have fun.
Say that with me.

-Let's have fun.
-Let's have fun.

-I can't hear you guys.
-Let's have fun.

Come on, let's have your
hands here, come on.

-Go, Minnows.
-Minnows.

-Go, Minnows.
-Minnows.

Go.

[whistle blows]

[crowd cheering]

[whistle blows]

[crowd cheering]

All right! Yeah!

Yeah.

Aw.

Time out.

Hold them, hold them.

Okay, we've got
three seconds left.

Time enough for
this one last play.

Go right, all straight, on go.

-Ready?
-[all] Break.

Down.

Set.

Go.

[uplifting music playing]

[Jonathan]
Your son played
a great game today.

Yeah, for the other team.

That's the best game
I've ever seen him play.

You taught him all the skills.

What you never let him do
was just play.

He had a lot of fun
out there today.

Maybe you're right.

I guess I never
saw it that way.

You take care of yourself.

Tough loss.

Yeah.

Kid played great, didn't he?

Yeah, he did.

I was proud of him.

Are you gonna tell him that?

Yeah, I'm gonna tell him that.

Hold it, Mark. Mark. Mark.

-Can that girl play football
or what?
-Are you telling me?

Listen, with Charlene
and Ricky on the same team,

I think we can
make the playoffs.

Hey, Charlie. Charlie.

-Charlie?
-I'm here, Dad.

Can I go to the dance
at the school tonight,

at the school?

You wanna go to a dance?

Yeah, I do.

Mhm. Yeah.

Uh...

Yeah, yeah, sure, why not?

Thanks.

I'll see you at home, Dad.

I don't believe it.

She's acting like a girl.

Well, don't take it like you're
losing a wide receiver.

Take it like you're gaining
a quarterback.

[theme music playing]