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(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN: Let's go!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

NICK: Welcome to The Wraparound,

the number two youth hockey podcast in Southeastern Minnesota.

It's the first practice of the new season for the Mighty Ducks junior division.

This is real. This is happening, you guys. Everyone who's anyone is here.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

-Hi, honey. -EVAN: Hey, Mom.

You know I can't be late on the first day.

Ah. I know. I'm in the car, actually.

Well, I'm on the way to the car in the parking lot...

I can't lie to you. I haven't left yet, but I'll be right there.

-Okay. Buh-bye. -Hey, what's up, Dan?

We need our most brilliant paralegal, that's you,

to go through this list and identify the tenants in this apartment building

that are still there so we can make them not be there.

Could we put a pin in this? I have got to go.

-Maybe Stephanie could take-- -No. Stephanie's long gone.

She had to take her twins to hockey practice.

You know, she never misses it. She's a great mom.

(WHISTLING)

Coach T seems to be sporting a new mullet with great flow.

Yeah, he is!

Now, for anyone who's new to the show or Earth,

the Ducks are a powerhouse organization with a record ten state championships.

A little different than the Ducks of the '90s.

They actually used to quack. (CHUCKLES)

Adorable.

Now, these Ducks, they train like it's a job.

They study tape, they get hip flexor injuries.

I mean, if you haven't done all of this before you hit puberty,

you're way behind.

Okay. Hey, don't forget to stretch.

-Okay. -Is your water bottle full?

-Yeah. I have so much water. -Sunscreen, sunscreen.

-You know we play indoors, right? -That's what SPF-15 is for.

Come on, let's go. We're late. Woo-hoo!

Don't hurt yourself.

EVAN: This bag is bigger than me.

ALEX: You got it, you got it.

-BRIAN: Yeah! Sofi! -(CROWD CHEERING)

All day long! All day long.

-Hey, guys. Hey, Stephanie. -Hey.

She made it. Where were you?

Oh, I was at the office doing that thing you asked Dan to ask me to do.

Oh, right. Right. (CHUCKLES) This one works so hard and such a great attitude.

PLAYER: Missed a board!

I'm here. I'm here and I'm ready.

So, we still hang at your place after?

-We got a hot tub, so, yeah. -Nice.

Can I borrow a bathing suit, or is that weird?

(SCOFFS) That's super weird.

Oh. Obviously.

Alex, we didn't see you at any of the clinics this summer.

Ugh, I know. I went online, like, ten minutes after the stuff opened,

you know, to sign up. And they were all full, so...

But it was summer vacation, so...

Our college counselor says there is no summer vacation anymore.

(SNORTS)

-You have a college counselor already? -Yeah.

You don't?

You are so brave.

(GRUNTING)

Sofi.

Evan Morrow in the house.

Close. But you missed the cone.

I'm not aiming for the cone.

Whoa! So you're also a golf pro now?

You take some shots.

-(SOFI GROANS) -Hey, you all right?

I'm perfect.

Morrow. Less mingling, more skating. Let's go.

Yes, sir.

That's Evan Morrow, he's actually my next door neighbor.

We're not super tight or anything.

But him and his mom have often been our non-Jewish guests at Passover.

-Oh, that's fun. -Yeah.

(COACH T WHISTLING)

All right, listen up.

You guys are moving up to the 12 to 14 age bracket.

It's gonna make nine-to-eleven seem like kid stuff and this roster's not yet set.

So?

Who wants it?

Scrimmage, now, let's go.

Come on! Let's go! Come on! Let's go! Let's go!

Okay. Snack schedule for practices.

Let's be sure we get some protein this year, people.

I mean, we don't want a replay of that cheese puff incident.

It was the one time and I was running late.

I ran into the mini-mart. Do you know there is real cheese in those puffs?

-Really? -Mmm-hmm.

(COACH T WHISTLING)

COACH T: Lean into it!

(EVAN GROANING)

Late on the ice, slow on the ice.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -PLAYER: Yeah!

COACH T: Step up, take the hit!

(RETCHING)

-Another purple change! Let's go! -EVAN: I'm going!

PLAYER: Back in!

COACH T: Get that puck!

Eyes on the puck!

(GROANING)

COACH T: Change!

Here we go! Here we go!

Here he comes!

Are you kidding me?

Wake up! Are you kidding me?

MAN 1: There he is.

-All right, that's it. Bring it in. -MAN 2: Nice work.

Morrow.

Hang back.

I'm sorry, Coach. I promise I'll get faster. I just--

COACH T: Maybe you will.

But it won't be on the Ducks.

I gotta cut you.

Look, guy, you work hard.

You're good, but you're not good enough, so...

But I'm a Mighty Duck. This is my team.

What's going on?

We're letting him go.

Look, buddy, it's the 12-to-14-year-old age bracket.

You're just too small to compete at the next level.

But aren't you always saying "you can't measure heart"?

Yeah, that's something I got off the Internet and I'm phasing it out.

Look, I'm doing you a favor, man.

You should find something you could be really good at.

At this age, if you can't be great at hockey,

it's like, don't bother.

Head up.

"Don't bother"?

-"Don't bother"? -Mom, please.

You know, I never bought into any of this craziness.

I just did it because my kid loves hockey, but I guess that doesn't matter now.

(SIGHS WEARILY)

So let me lay a couple of truths on you guys.

This scene is nuts.

The 6:00 a.m. practices, the thousand-dollar clinics,

the God-like worship of protein.

Do you understand that there is about zero chance

that any one of these kids is gonna play professional hockey?

So why are you living like this?

Stephanie?

You brought two private trainers to your kid's hockey practice.

Does that seem normal to you?

I'm not a trainer. I'm a pediatric sports psychologist.

(SCOFFS)

Does no one see the insanity but me?

COACH T: These parents are serious, all right?

They pay me to win. We're not here to have fun.

Guys! Shouldn't kids be able to play sports for fun?

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Wow.

(EXHALES) Okay.

You know what me and Evan are gonna do

while you guys are busy training your little hockey robots?

We're gonna go to a store and we're gonna buy all the cheese puffs

we can friggin' find, which I lied, contain no actual cheese,

and we're gonna go home and sit on the couch and eat them.

These are children. This is a game.

You're telling my son, "Don't bother."

You, don't bother, sir. You don't bother.

We are out of here.

(GRUNTING)

And that's all for tonight on The Wraparound.

So she sits under the Minnesota moon, wondering, "What lies ahead?"

Hey, Nick.

Hi. Just wrapping up my podcast.

-Cool. -Any chance for a follow-up interview?

-Uh, I don't think so. -Great. I'm headed over.

(WEAKLY) Great.

This is Nick The Stick,

coming in with an exclusive interview with Alex Morrow after her tragic breakdown.

I just don't wanna make a bigger fool out of myself than I already did.

You did not make a fool of yourself.

Did I hear the maintenance crew on their walkie-talkies

saying what a fool you made of yourself?

-I did. -He's so upset,

he won't come out of his room.

I feel terrible.

I just wanted to help him play.

I feel ya. I love hockey.

If it were up to me, I'd be out there with him.

Why isn't it up to you?

Well, I was on the Peewee Participation Trophy Circuit 'til I was six.

But at my age, if you're not already awesome,

practicing seven days a week

and on a club team or whatever... It's just like...

"Don't bother."

Hey, the Ducks don't get to take hockey away from you.

-Can you just leave me alone, please? -No, I'm sorry. I cannot.

I want you to think about all the other kids

who've been told that they're too small or too slow.

They just wanna get out there and play.

Let's start our own team. A whole group of Don't Bothers.

Nick, come in here.

Look at this. Your first teammate!

NICK: "Teammate"?

I don't know what to say. Yes.

You can't just start a team. There's gotta be rules.

It says in order to be a team, you just have to have six players,

a home rink, and a coach over the age of 21.

We can totally do that.

But you have to be registered by Team Day this Friday,

so we only have three days.

We can maybe do that.

Wouldn't even be any good.

-No offense. -No, I agree.

I would not be an asset physically.

I have more of a podcast body.

Okay, so it wouldn't be a powerhouse team like the Ducks, but that's not the point.

And anyway, who cares? Those guys don't deserve you.

I'll find a coach. I'll find a rink.

You guys find four more players and let's just get out there and have fun.

All right, let's give it a shot.

Yes... Psych.

Okay, this is exciting.

I do not own ice skates!

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

We just need four players. Who we got?

We got tons of kids who I don't know at all.

-BOY: Comin' through! Oh, yeah! -(CRASHES)

(GASPS)

'Sup?

So, Sam, I noticed you enjoy flinging your body into large objects.

Somebody dares you to do something, you gotta do it. Right?

Have you ever thought of playing hockey?

Nah, too many rules. Not a rules guy.

Sofi.

Hey, Evan. Look, I'm so sorry you got cut.

Oh, what? That? It ain't no thang.

You know, actually, I'm starting a new hockey team.

-Love you to be a part of it. -You're asking me to quit the Ducks?

Well, I know your parents are always on your case.

Something's going on with your knee 'cause you're pushing so hard.

You're not happy there.

You think I'm gonna be happier on a team that's worse?

You think that's gonna get my parents to let up on me?

I'm sorry. I gotta go.

Hello, ladies.

I love that crop top. Is that Brandy Melville?

(GIGGLING)

I know you're all popular and winners in the game of life,

but would any of you want to join a ragtag,

yet very hip hockey team?

Yeah. Think we're gonna be good.

-(SIGHS) -Don't let 'em get to you.

They make fun of me 'cause I dress like a warrior princess

and go to Magic: The Gathering conventions.

But it doesn't bother me.

Freaks.

(LAUGHING)

-Could you guys move over? -"You don't bother, sir."

Very funny. Very funny.

ALEX: Telling my son, "Don't bother." You don't bother.

-"You don't bother, sir." -You don't bother.

"You don't bother, sir."

"You don't bother, sir." (LAUGHS)

ALL: "You don't bother, sir."

"You don't bother, sir."

-Hey. How'd it go with Sofi? -Hey.

Hard pass. And apparently, I can't sit at the Ducks' table anymore.

My sports career is dead and now my social life is, too.

Look, five Tater Tots. Not even a full order.

Well, there's plenty of room here.

I'll just...

I don't know how we're gonna find any new players.

Oh! I have an idea. What if I AirDrop everyone in here about the new team?

"New team."

"Big first practice tomorrow."

And send.

(PHONES CHIMING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

And the seed has been planted.

Yes, I called about, uh, time on the ice.

After school?

"Is it a beer league?" How dare you, sir? They're 12.

(CHUCKLES)

Uh, no, it's just normal people... Kids... Twelves...

No time. Okay, bye.

(DIALING)

Okay. Ah! You're burning, you're burning.

Not you. I'm looking for time on the ice...

COMMENTATOR: Injuries have plaguedthe squad...

EVAN: (GRUNTS) Pass it. Just pass it. Hit the shot.

(NICK GROANING)

I can't get past this goalie. Who is he?

-COMMENTATOR: Another huge stop! -I don't know. Let's see.

Username, Koob13.

Jaden Koobler, our age.

He's played this game for 10,000 hours.

Where are his parents? He's never been scored on.

-Do you think-- -Looking him up.

-(OWL HOOTING) -We're almost there.

Is it me, or does it feel like we're about to enter the house from It?

Go ahead.

(DOOR CREAKING)

EVAN: Thank you, Mrs. Koobler.

MRS. KOOBLER: You're welcome!

COMMENTATOR: Boston is down a man after the hook...

Koob13?

Evan and Nick, we were playing against you all afternoon?

And I think you're in my Spanish class.

Hola, amigo.

Here's the thing. We're starting a new hockey team.

And you're such an amazing video game goalie.

You're a wall.

We were wondering if you want to join us, be our wall.

You mean go upstairs?

(HESITATING)

Yeah. It would be upstairs, yeah, in an actual rink with ice and real people.

Real people let you down.

Believe me, I know that can be true. But...

And why would you think I could even play for real?

I mean, look at me.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Too far.

That's called reflexes, Koob.

You see things, dude, before and better than anyone.

And that is what makes you special.

Yeah,

but then I'd have to wear pants.

(JOYSTICK CLICKING)

How can you have no ice time? You're the last place on my list.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

Hello?

It is so great you're trying to form a new team for Evan.

You're so scrappy.

(GIGGLES SARCASTICALLY) Thank you.

So, update on the old apartment building.

They're offering the rent control tenants a cash buyout.

It's not huge, but they're throwing in

a three-month free membership to the building's new gym.

So, I need you to go down there,

hand out these brochures and just sell it to them.

Uh, what happens to the people after the three-month gym membership's over?

I don't know, but they're gonna be in fantastic shape.

Right. But isn't that kind of, um...

(CLICKS TONGUE) what's the word I'm looking for?

Evil?

See, this is what I love about you.

You always want to fight for the little guy.

You're so good.

And also, you get a free three-month gym membership at the new building.

TENANT: But I won't be livin' there.

That's correct. However--

You know what? I wouldn't take this deal either.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

(SIGHS WEARILY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(EXHALES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Oh, hello. Excuse me.

I'm looking for the manager. Are you the manager?

MAN: Yeah. Hold on. I'm adjusting the hydraulics.

Very delicate process.

(ENGINE HISSES)

You lost?

If you're looking to rent skates, that's up front.

Oh, no. I am not here to rent skates.

I have not skated since my triumphant turn in eighth grade.

Oh, and I, uh, did a routine

to Whitney Houston's The Greatest Love of All.

So you're here to tell me about your Whitney Houston skating routine?

-You do realize we've never met. -I'm so sorry.

My name is Alex. Hello.

Okay, we've met. That was fun. Take care, now.

(STAMMERS) Wait. Hold on. Wait.

I need ice.

My son just got fired from his hockey team by a very mean coach.

Let me guess. The Ducks?

Yeah, the Mighty Ducks. Do you know them?

A little bit. Yeah. How old?

I think they were 7-year-olds?

No, the cake. How old?

I wanna say three hours?

Anyway, I'm helping him put together a new team and we need a home rink.

I'm guessing you didn't see the sign. Kinda says it all.

I hate hockey.

You hate hockey? You run an ice rink.

Weird, huh? I'm sorry, I'm being rude. Would you like some?

No, no.

Sure? These kids' birthday parties always order way too much cake.

-I'll give you the flower. -I'm fine. Thank you.

Please. Isn't there something I can say to convince you to let us play?

Look, you don't wanna be here. Trust me.

I can barely afford to keep the ice frozen.

Not sure I'm gonna make it through the winter.

Great. I can solve all your problems.

I have money.

I found a city surplus for youth hockey that was unclaimed.

How much we talking about?

I think we might be able to find some wiggle room on the "no-hockey" thing.

-Really? Really? -Yeah.

-I got it? -Yeah.

-Yes! -Congratulations.

It's an exciting time to be alive. I'll get the paperwork.

Oh, thank you.

We're in the middle of updating our system, so...

Forget it. We'll find it later.

Hey, were you some sort of professional hockey player?

I was "some sort of professional hockey player."

Wow!

-That's pretty amazing. -Not really.

I got started too late or I was never really good enough.

Either way, it's over,

and hopefully, what we're doing now will be over soon, too.

I hear you. I am exiting. Leaving.

I do have one more question.

I have 24 hours to find a coach,

and I'm just saying--

No. I am not the coach type.

Here's the long and short of it.

I hate hockey and I don't like kids.

They don't make a sign for that. Believe me, I've looked.

So here's the deal.

I'm gonna give you the ice. You're gonna give me the money.

If you need anything else, talk to the cocoa girl.

Her name's Winnie.

-And what's your name? -I'm Gordon Bombay.

Welcome to the Ice Palace.

(PHONE CHIMES)

-EVAN: My mom found us a rink. -(NICK GRUNTING)

She says it's called the Ice Palace.

It's all coming together.

How is it coming together?

Our entire team is still just me and you, bud.

I get that, but I'm rapidly improving.

-(THUDS) -(CAR SIRENS BLARING)

(VEHICLE HONKING)

(CAR SCREECHING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Uh, yeah, we just moved here from Toronto.

Cool. Cool.

So, Logan, it looks like you play hockey.

Yeah, I've been known to slap the biscuit around a bit.

I don't know much about the hockey scene around here.

-Do you guys play? -Yeah.

Yeah, we do. Um...

Some pretty nice skates you got.

They get me from point A to point B.

(WHISPERING) Dude, those are Bauer Vapor Pros. They're 900 bucks.

This kid has to be amazing!

(CLEARS THROAT) So, Logan, we were thinking, um,

maybe you want to join our hockey team?

We have our first hockey practice tonight. You should come by.

-I'll see you on the ice. -Okay.

You know, I did a little reading on this rink.

Legend has it, a kid once fell through the ice,

and he's still there.

So basically, we're skating on frozen boy.

But it's nice.

I thought we would find more players. Team Day's tomorrow.

Yeah, we did get Logan, though.

-Where is that guy? -(EVAN GRUNTING)

NICK: You good? Did that hurt? ALEX: You're okay.

-EVAN: I'm okay. -Thumbs up.

Why am I yelling?

Sorry. I get a little crazy. It's just the two of us at home.

-Are you a single mom? -Mmm-hmm.

-My mom was a single mom... of me. -Ha.

Yeah, so single.

That kid does not have a dad.

I mean, technically, obviously he has a dad,

-but he's never in the picture... -(WHIRRING)

(INAUDIBLE)

...then I had to drop out of law school to take care of us.

I don't know why I'm telling you this whole story.

It's okay. People tend to open up to me at the hot chocolate bar.

Really?

-Whipped cream? -Got to.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Finally.

He's magnificent.

(GRUNTING)

Is he doing a trick?

I probably should have mentioned. I actually suck.

Okay. Okay, that's it. I'm done.

Come on, hey.

EVAN: I'm so sick of this! Why do I bother? "You don't bother."

-I'll give you a hand. -EVAN: Why do I friggin' bother?

This kid comes in here with $900 skates.

-Doesn't even know how to skate. -Hey, what's going on?

I told you this whole thing was a bad idea, Mom.

We have to show up tomorrow at 4:00 p.m. with a team.

It's over. I'm done.

It's not over. It's not done. You still have time.

You'll find some more teammates at school tomorrow.

I'm a joke at school, Mom.

Ever since I was cut, no one wants to be my friend.

No one wants to sit with me at lunch.

(SCOFFS) Yeah, a video of your speech went viral.

They make fun of me for it every day.

Ugh. I'm gonna go to that school and talk...

No, no, please. Not that. You've already embarrassed me enough.

GORDON: Kid's right.

-What? -Couple of things.

First, I've seen your meltdown video.

It's epic. I mean, great stuff. Really.

Second, do not go to that school.

Kids have to fight their own battles.

Last thing he needs is for you to go in and rescue him all the time.

My mom never did that for me.

Great. I mean, look at you now. (CHUCKLES)

How's that leftover Wreck-It Ralph cake?

Hmm.

Hard around the edges, soft in the middle.

-Kind of like Ralph himself. -ALEX: Hmm.

Wait.

You're Gordon Bombay.

Minnesota Miracle Man.

Mom, he used to coach the old Mighty Ducks.

He invented the Flying V. He's a living legend.

Uh, sorry. I thought you said you weren't the coaching type.

You used to coach the Ducks?

Yep. I coached the Ducks. It was a lifetime ago.

Totally different now.

Parents trying to engineer their kids' entire lives.

Yes, I'm trying to pull him away from those freaks.

You're just as bad as they are.

-How so? -You do everything for this kid.

You tell off the old team. You set up the new one.

You make him wear sunscreen indoors.

Don't deny it. I saw you do it.

Now you want to fight his bullies for him?

I'll bet you even still slice his grapes in half.

Do you slice his grapes?

I don't have to submit to some lame parenting test from you.

-Does she? -You don't have to answer.

-She does. -You could choke.

Bottom line, is you gotta back off

or this boy is never gonna become his own man.

What's your name?

-Evan, sir. -You gotta lay off your mom, Evan.

I mean, she's doing it all wrong,

but she's hustling to make this happen because she loves you.

But at this point, if you really wanna play hockey,

which is a big dead end, if you ask me,

then you gotta make this happen for yourself.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Excuse me.

Excuse me, everyone. Hello.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION CONTINUES)

-Give me your tray. -Okay.

(CONVERSATION HALTS)

My pudding.

Hello, everyone. My name is Evan.

A few of you may know me from the viral video of my mom.

-(ALL LAUGHING) -Yeah!

Yeah. I'll admit it is a good watch.

But the thing is, everything she said in that video was true.

I used to be a Mighty Duck.

It was awesome being part of the cool kids,

sitting at the cool table.

But I always felt like I was hanging on,

trying to prove I could be a part of that,

but not anymore.

Because what I've realized

is the Ducks aren't the center of the universe.

Sure, they may be stronger.

They may be more athletic. They may even smell better.

But the second I was cut from the team, they cut me from their lives.

-But in a weird way, I'm happy I was cut. -What's he doing?

Because now I'm starting a new team.

Just me, Nick and Logan.

And all we need is a few more players.

Yeah, it's gonna be different.

We may not win a lot, but we are gonna have each other's backs.

We will play with heart.

So is there anyone who wants in?

Is there anyone who understands a little bit of what I'm trying to say?

I'm in.

I've never played hockey,

but I think I might have an inner rage that really needs an outlet.

Thank you, Lauren Gibby.

I also own nunchucks.

Do not bring those to practice.

I get it.

I always feel like I'm hanging on. It's exhausting.

Constantly being nervous and trying to fit in with this group.

So I want to join you. I mean, can I? Is that okay, or...

Very okay. Bye-bye.

Hey, Sam.

I dare you to join our hockey team.

Somebody dares you to do something, you gotta do it, right?

I'm there.

EVAN: All right. We just need one more player.

And I'm...

Just gonna throw this Gatorade bottle away. So not with ya.

(MIGHTY DUCKS PLAYERS SNICKER)

That's not cool.

What you said has moved me. I will be your wall.

Thank you, Koob13!

Guys, guys, I think we did it.

Men don't cut their grapes.

(CHOKING)

I get it.

That's why I stick to raisins.

-(CHEERING) -(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Hello, and welcome to the Southeastern Minnesota Club Division Team Day!

As reigning state champions, the Ducks are honored to host this event again.

Now it's time for the ceremonial team skate.

Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for the Bloomington Bears.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Next up, we have the Edina Hawks.

And now we have the Coon Rapids Cardinals!

Ev! Hey!

-I can't believe you put a team together! -I know, right!

But wait. Who's gonna be your coach?

It's you. It has to be you.

Me? I have never even played hockey.

You can do anything, Mom.

-Come here. -(BOTH GIGGLING)

And last but not least,

the defending state champions, the Mighty Ducks!

(CROWD CHEERING)

That's all our teams. The Ducks would like to thank...

Wait! Sorry. Wait!

I just have one... Uh...

-MAN: What's goin' on? Who is she? -Oh, my God, you've gotta be kidding me.

Hi.

-Just two minutes. -(INDISTINCT MURMURING)

(INDISTINCT)

Okay.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a little bit of a surprise.

There's a new team joining the league. The, uh...

-What's your name? -Huh?

The name for your team?

The Don't Bothers.

You sure that's the name you wanna go with?

Yeah.

But not for long. Because we're coming for yours.

Flying V! (CHEERS)

ALEX: You got it!

Sorry, sorry, sorry. I like the orange.

(GROANING)

(AUDIENCE EXCLAIMS)

Come on, Nick.

Is that a football helmet?

COACH T: Looking forward to a great season, everyone.

And just to remind you all,

the 12-to-14-year-old division is full contact.

Roll video.

NARRATOR: Fore-checks, back-checks, and hip-checksare now allowed.

And they are encouraged.

This is the real deal.

Oh, crap.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON EARPHONES)

Guys, check out your new rink.

This way.

-Hey, cool. -SAM: Can we go out there?

-EVAN: Come on in! -Hi.

(PLAYERS CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)

Hey, so I wanted to say thank you. Um...

I think your advice really helped Evan, and it helped me too.

We got the team together.

You got that check?

Yeah.

-You want a napkin or... Okay. -No, I'm good.

So...

Who's gonna coach?

I am.

Really? I thought you hadn't skated since you were a kid.

It's been a while, but pretty sure I still got some moves.

I don't know.

If I'm gonna rent you the rink, I must know you're ice-safe.

-It's a liability thing. -(SNORTS)

Wait, are you serious?

(ALEX SIGHING)

See, I'm fine. Look. Ice-worthy.

-(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) -Oh, no, no.

I'm not doing my old routine. No, thank you.

It's been, like, a million years.

Look, I can skate. It's fine. Don't... I don't even remember it.

Oh, I think you do.

(SINGING ALONG)

ALEX: Ow, ow, ow!

Hey, is that your mom out there?

Yes, it is.

-And she's gonna be coaching us? -Yeah, that's right.

Okay. This is a tough one. I meant to do that.

-She looks good. -ALEX: I got it.

-Yeah! Yeah. -Graceful.

Oh, boy...

There you go, Mom.

Thanks.

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

Oh, come on, now.

Woo-hoo!

GORDON: Hey!

ALEX: I still got it!

(ALL CHEERING)

SAM: Okay. EVAN: Yeah!

-GORDON: All right. -Yeah, Mom!