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GORDON: Previously on The Mighty Ducks: Game Changers...

PLAYERS: Go Ducks! NICK: If we had one sharpshooter,

it would be a game changer.

-I know she said "no"... -Are you talking about Sofi?

EVAN: You belong on our team.

I know you don't wanna be on a team with guys like Trevor.

I didn't know Gordon Bombay was part of the Bricker-Jones case.

Here it is. Bricker-Jones. I love those guys.

Do you know what year Gordon Bombay stopped coaching the Ducks?

How can you say you hate hockey?

I don't hate hockey. I love hockey.

Hey, I was just saying good night.

-What do you got there? -Evan was trying to get me to join.

That's ridiculous.

I can't be a Duck anymore. I'm in.

-But there's just one little problem. -What?

I have to tell my parents,

and they have to say "yes."

All right, let's go. Move your feet.

Skate into it. Let's go.

Keep your heads up.

Pick your knees up, hustle. Let's go.

Last week, we gave up a goal to a bunch of clowns.

I like to laugh at clowns.

I do not like it when clowns laugh at me.

Ducks compete. Let's go.

Move your feet!

Okay, that's enough.

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

Hydrate.

(PANTING)

Wait, wait.

ALEX: All right, all right, pass to Sofi.

Go, Sofi.

(SOFI GROANS)

Okay...

I don't want to be mean, but wasn't she way better on the Ducks?

Yeah.

It's like trying to get a hot guy to ask you out,

and then he finally does,

and you look at him and realize he's not that hot.

Are you okay? 'Cause I kind of told everyone you were amazing.

Just a little tired. I'll pick it up.

Thanks.

Can I ask you something?

-Mmm-hmm. -I feel like Evan and I

might be approaching the best friend zone.

-Okay. -We're all going to a movie tonight

and if things go well,

I was thinking about asking him to sleep over next weekend,

-but I don't wanna push it. -Okay,

well, maybe just see how you feel after tonight.

-You'll know. -All right.

But should I, like, save him a seat?

Like next to me, or is that weird?

It's weird? All right.

-Okay. -All right. I knew that. Yep.

Oh. Hey, Sofi.

Uh, I really need that permission slip signed by your parents.

You can't officially be on the team till I have that.

Oh, yeah, about that... I kinda haven't told them yet.

What? Really?

You know what they're like.

I'm freaking out about talking to them.

So I've been going to both practices.

I'm so tired.

Well, I need them to sign off on this,

so just find a time when they're in a really good mood.

My parents are never in a good mood.

A toast to our awesome son, Jay.

-Harvard early admission. -We're so proud of you.

You worked really hard for this.

How long ago did you get these sweatshirts?

They've been in our closet for about six months.

-AMARA: Yeah. -Weird.

Shout-out to you guys for always pushing me to be my best.

And for figuring out five years ago that Harvard

was gonna need French horn players for their orchestra this year.

Wait.

That's why he plays French horn?

Yeah. And that's why you play hockey for the Ducks.

Top team in the state. So you can go to the top school.

And set yourself up for life like Jay.

Enjoy.

Tomorrow we're back off carbs.

GORDON: Just gotta lock up.

Is there even anything in there worth stealing?

Are you kidding? I've got a vintage Zamboni in there.

STEPHANIE: Okay! I will, I will, I will.

CLARK: I don't think this looks like the right book.

Alex? Is that you?

Stephanie! What are you doing here?

Hey! We're headed to Belgard Kitchen,

but we're totally lost.

-Oh, no! -STEPHANIE: Yeah.

What's Belgard Kitchen?

That new restaurant that opened up.

We heard this neighborhood was getting better,

but someone just threw a beer bottle at us.

That's just a local brewery launching a new marketing campaign.

Why are you here?

Oh. This is the Ice Palace. We play here.

Oh. Oh.

Cute!

And so much glass on the ground.

Yeah.

Hey, you remember my husband, right?

-Hi, I'm Clark. -I know!

Clark! I'm Alex Morrow.

We've met, like, a dozen times, but...

Hey, so this is my boss Stephanie and her husband, Clark.

He doesn't remember me. But here's Gordon Bombay.

-Hi. -"Gordon Bombay"?

-Of course! The old Ducks coach! -Right.

And then you were at Saint Paul State. Where'd you disappear to?

You're lookin' at it.

Anyway, this was crazy!

Our friends just canceled on us.

And instead of chatting here, and maybe getting stabbed,

can we buy you guys dinner?

Oh.

CLARK: I've played hockey my whole life.

It's taught me discipline. It's taught me how to win.

And I take that exact approach with my investing.

-And my watch collecting. -Oh.

(STEPHANIE AND CLARK CHUCKLE)

-Do you ever get punched in the face? -Sorry, what?

-Uh... -I mean, in hockey.

Or in real life. I'm guessing both.

Guys, thank you so much for dinner. It was so fun to see my fish's face.

Well, you deserve it. All you do for me.

Do you know, last month we won this huge case,

we had an office party, everyone's drinking,

we even got those pecan pies flown all the way in from Georgia.

God, they're so good!

But Alex, she just sat in her cubicle typing away,

writing a brief for the partners, and never complains.

-If I had to do what she does, I'd scream. -Oh, she screams.

You just don't hear her.

If you did hear it, you would hear me scream, "I love my job!"

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

You've gotta be kidding!

The Huskies just backed out

-of the Moms Skills Challenge. -What?

Two ladies sprained their ankles practicing. Seriously?

"Moms Skills Challenge"?

Every year, the Ducks compete against a different team.

Moms against moms, in a bunch of different hockey challenges.

Stephanie's the reigning champion of the Slap Shot Challenge.

38 miles an hour. And undefeated, six years running.

-Okay, stop! -(CLARK CHUCKLES)

It's just for fun, really. And it's 39 miles an hour.

-Oh. Sorry! -But who's counting, right?

Who are we gonna get this year?

How about the Don't Bothers' moms?

Alex will take you on in the Slap Shot challenge.

-Oh, my God! Yes! -No, no. That's not a good idea.

-Yes! It's genius. -ALEX: No!

-Yes, I love it! -ALEX: I don't wanna take you on.

-I'm putting you in. -I could never. Sorry!

-Thank you. -Thank you.

-I'm so glad we did that. -Thank you so much again!

All right, see you guys.

-Bye. That was fun. -Take care.

That was so not fun.

Look, they're not great.

But why did you volunteer me to compete against my boss?

-I can't do that. -You gotta take her down a notch.

She'll respect you more. And maybe you can't do that at work,

-but that's what hockey's for. -Thank you for the career advice.

And anyway, I don't even have a Slap Shot. She's gonna crush me.

No, she's not. Trust me.

Oh, hey! I got my mom to sign the permission slip.

Oh, fantastic!

You're officially a Don't Bother.

Good for you! And for us! Mainly for us.

Hey, would your mom be interested in coming to the hockey skills practice?

A lot of the moms are joining.

Oh, no. She said she's sorry,

-but she can't come. -(PHONE CHIMES)

-ALEX: Oh. -Gotta run!

That movie was fun last weekend, right?

Yeah.

And remember when we both reached for the popcorn

at the same time and we laughed, and that scary dad shushed us?

(LAUGHS) Yeah, totally.

So, um...

I was wondering if maybe you'd wanna sleep over tonight?

Oh.

If not, it's totally cool. No pressure.

I mean, sleep wherever you want, dude.

Sure. Sounds good.

Best friend zone. Yeah!

Hey, Koob, you all right?

I'm the same. Why?

EVAN: Well, you didn't come to the movies with us

and you kinda hang by yourself here.

And we're a team, and you're a big part of it.

The suckiest part.

What are you talking about?

Last game you scored.

Great!

But I let in 17 other goals.

I just wanna get back to my basement where I'm not disappointing everybody.

Hey, you're not disappointing anybody.

Hang on a sec.

Hey, would it be cool if we invited Koob to come to sleep over with us?

I think it would be good for him.

Yeah, I'd love to, but I only have the one trundle,

so not really sure how that would work.

Fine.

(EVAN CHUCKLES)

ALEX: Hey, moms. Welcome! Thanks so much for coming.

Had an excellent practice with your kids this morning.

And if they got their athletic ability from you,

we are in great shape for the Moms Skills Challenge.

Um, so why don't we go around and everybody introduce themselves.

If you've got a picture of your kid,

to show who goes with who, that'd be great.

-Okay. -Okay.

We'll start. I'm Sherri. This is Paula.

We're Nick's moms.

Can we just say "thank you" for this team.

PAULA: Yeah. Before we had this,

we spent a stupid amount of weekends walking around farmers' markets.

-(ALEX CHUCKLES) -Hi, I'm Lisa.

Maya's mom.

We moved to Minnesota from the city five years ago.

That's where Maya's attitude comes from.

Which city?

New York.

Right. Right. Okay.

I'm Danielle. Sam's my son.

He's got a lot of energy.

But since he started playing hockey,

there's a lot less broken stuff in my house.

Hi, I'm Christine.

Lauren's mom.

Her dad and I run a dental practice together.

So, hockey's been good to us.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

All right...

MAN: I guess I'm next.

I'm not a mom, in case you couldn't tell.

I'm Harris. Logan's dad.

Here's a picture with his mom in happier times.

But she left us.

Sounds weird to say it out loud.

She was an architect.

She told me she had to work late because the blueprints were due.

Turns out the blueprints were actually named Tom.

So... I'm just here because I need to be reminded

that there are still wonderful women in the world.

Okay. Well, moms... I mean, let's get skating,

and, Harris, I...

You know, hang in there, buddy.

Uh...

-Is this your squad? -ALEX: Yeah.

GORDON: Hi, moms. Coach Bombay.

Perhaps some of you have heard of me?

-I don't... -GORDON: The Minnesota Miracle Man.

Anyway, today we're gonna be workin' on some puck handling,

some target practice, and the slap shot.

We're gonna be lookin' at your strengths as well as your weaknesses.

Let's go!

(DANCE, SHAKE, MOVE PLAYING)

Alex?

ALEX: Uh, nope.

Definitely figuring out those weaknesses.

Okay, moms. Ready, set, go!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Lengthen your stride! Good, good.

Good! Whoa!

(GRUNTS)

-What's your name? -ALEX: Here we go.

-Lisa. -You're fast. Good job.

I used to run in the park with Maya in a jogging stroller.

In the city.

New York.

(ALL CHEERING)

Hey, superstar.

-Who? Me? -Yeah, you.

Ready to show us that slap shot?

Okay.

Guys...

Bring the heat!

-PAULA: You okay? -I got it.

It's fine. I got it.

Phew! That felt good actually.

If you could have any superpower, what would it be?

-Gotta be power of flight. -What?

Invisibility. Way cooler.

Way creepier, I'll give you that.

How is sneaking around and looking at people

while they can't see you watching them creepy?

Oh, yeah, now I hear it.

Yeah.

What's up with Koob?

(WHISPERS) He said this is his first sleepover.

(IN NORMAL VOICE) Koob? Hey, Koob?

Here, I'll text him.

Okay.

How ya doin'?

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

He said, "K."

GORDON: Okay, since we're not skating,

we're gonna be focusing on your form and your follow through.

-And I'll be clocking your speed. -What's Stephanie's record again?

It doesn't matter.

39 miles an hour.

Okay.

(SPEED GUN BEEPS)

What'd I get?

I think it's in sleep mode.

(SCOFFS)

-Fifteen. -Fifteen?

Oh, oh, good, 'cause that's how fast you can go in a school zone.

Why don't we just give this up?

Stephanie's gonna win.

Well, yeah. With that attitude, she will.

You know what I think?

I think that you have taken too much crap from too many people for far too long.

So much so that it's gotten into your soul.

"My soul"? Really?

Yeah. This is bigger than hockey, Alex.

This is about you standing up for yourself.

This is about you getting angry.

And aren't you tired of hearing about your cute little hockey team?

Yeah. It's snobby.

And what about Stephanie talkin' smack about the Ice Palace?

She's so afraid to come down into this neighborhood.

-We did have that string of murders. -That was two blocks away.

What about the office party?

Everyone's chuggin' champagne and celebrating, and where are you?

In your office, working.

Half the reason they won that case was because of my research.

And do I get any credit? No! Zero.

Zilch. Nada.

-And let's not forget the pecan pie... -Don't. Don't.

...they flew up from Georgia.

-I love pecan pie! -Yeah.

And they didn't save you one bite.

-No. -Did they save you even a crumb?

I was killing it in law school, and if I hadn't had to drop out,

I could be sitting where Stephanie's sitting.

Not on that stupid yoga ball, but I could be her. It makes me so mad!

That's it!

That's it. That's the anger.

Now take that and put it into the puck.

(ALEX GROWLS)

Out of my way!

(ALEX GRUNTS)

(SPEED GUN BEEPS)

Whoa!

25. You're out of the school zone.

Knock, knock!

Just wanna say good night.

-Hi, moms. -And phones in the basket, hmm?

Yeah, we have a strict no screen policy after 10 p.m.

I totally support it.

All the research shows it's a healthy way to go.

Oh, okay.

No screens?

But what else is there?

I'm sure you guys will find stuff to talk about.

So in it goes.

Okay, have fun, you guys.

We'll be downstairs, okay?

(DOOR CLOSES)

This is a nightmare.

-(SPEED GUN BEEPS) -27.

Again.

-(SPEED GUN BEEPS) -29.

Okay, hang on. Hang on.

Hips, hands, stick.

-Like a cannon. -A cannon doesn't have any of that.

(CHUCKLES) All right.

Uh, I should go.

-I don't wanna get too good. -Yeah.

Great work! Really, great work!

ALEX: Cool, I'll see you.

It's gonna be okay.

I mean, we don't really know each other that well.

Tell us about Koob.

Well, my name is Koob.

And I want my phone back.

Okay.

Let's talk about anything else but your phone.

If you could have a superpower, what would it be?

-My phone. -Have your parents,

literally, never cut off your screen time?

No. We're a screen family. We never talk.

Why don't we just try to get some sleep?

I swipe myself to sleep.

-So that's not gonna happen. -NICK: Okay.

I think I know what we need to do.

Operation "Get Koob's Phone Back."

(WHISPERS) Hey, Koob, call your phone, so we can figure out where it is.

Okay.

(DIAL TONE BEEPING)

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

NICK: Oh. Under my lucky lamp.

Well played, moms. Well played.

(OVER VOICEMAIL) Hey, it's Koob. Leave a message.

Koob?

This is Koob.

I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But...

But if you're hearing this, things have worked out.

Okay, bye. I love you.

Okay, we need to figure out a way how to distract your moms.

Yes, yes. Good.

What could that be?

Their favorite things are moderate hikes and show tunes.

Did you say "show tunes"?

(CLANGING)

-Holy! That was awesome! -That was crazy!

Yes!

Guys, we did it!

-I can't believe it! -(NICK CHUCKLES)

Wait, I'm down to one percent, and I didn't bring a charger.

And...

it's dead.

Koob, I'm so sorry for your loss.

We're back to no screens.

You gonna be okay? You wanna go home?

No.

I just had more fun trying to get my phone

than I've had on my phone in a long time, so I will stay.

I like sleepovers.

Excellent!

NICK: Good night, guys.

Can I sleep over again tomorrow?

No. You can't do two nights in a row.

It's not how sleepovers work.

Oh. Okay.

I don't know. Did you always do that?

Yeah, it's some...

-Get out there. Yeah? -Hey. I gotta leave early today.

Okay, why?

Uh, model U.N. I'm representing Belgium,

which is kind of exciting 'cause, you know, waffles.

-Cool. -Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

-Bye, guys. -Bye.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Okay, moms. I know some of you have jobs and kids, but I don't care.

You need to clean this up.

Wait! Dad!

-Good, she's here. -SOFI: Sorry, I'm late.

-BRIAN: Where were you? -I'm here.

-They're already out on the ice. -I know.

-BRIAN: Mom's... -I just gotta put my skates on.

(GASPS)

-What? -(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Why's she in a clown suit?

Sofi!

(DOOR OPENS)

-Evan, I'm in huge trouble. -BRIAN: It's not like her.

I know. Your parents are already here.

BRIAN: It's just weird.

EVAN: They must drive pretty fast when they're mad.

AMARA: Yeah, you do!

Sofi, we don't even know what to say.

I can't believe you lied to us like this.

AMARA: You forged my signature,

and you weren't even doing Model U.N.

Who's gonna represent Belgium?

It's gonna be okay.

I will represent Belgium.

That's not really my point.

Yes, okay, I lied.

But only because you forced me to.

What're you talking about?

You never give me any choice about anything.

There's always only one way to do things with you guys.

I hate being on the Ducks.

They're not nice. They were so mean to Evan.

AMARA: I'm gonna be brutally honest.

The Don't Bothers are losers.

The Ducks are winners.

I think I'd be a winner if I could be the best version of me.

I can't do that on the Ducks.

ALEX: Excuse me. I'm so sorry.

I know you're in the middle of a family thing. I just...

I have to say on behalf of the Don't Bothers.

-We're not losers. -Alex, I didn't mean...

ALEX: It's okay. I mean, we haven't won any games yet.

And we did get lost on the way from the locker room

to the ice in one of them, but I don't know.

Things are looking up, you know?

I think we're gonna do really well in the Moms Challenge.

-(CHUCKLES) Yeah, right. -(CHUCKLES)

-You know Emily Scott from the Ducks? -Yeah.

-Her mom was in the Olympics. -(SCOFFS) Okay.

The Olympics... The thing with the circles.

I mean, who can't win once every four years?

How about this?

How about if the Don't Bother Moms win, I can join their team.

And if the Ducks Moms win, I'll drop the whole thing.

And you'll stop fighting us on this?

Yeah. Unless the Don't Bother Moms win.

Then I can stay with them.

(CHUCKLES) Okay. Yeah.

If the Don't Bothers Moms win, you can stay with them.

Cool, 'cause we are gonna win.

Emily Scott's mom was in the Olympics for hockey?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Let's hear it for these moms!

And it's down to the wire here with the Ducks and the Don't Bothers...

-Come on! Yeah! -...neck-and-neck.

(ALL CHEERING)

Okay, people, let's do the wave.

-I like the new Koob. -Yeah!

(ALL CHEERING)

That is lame.

We got number eight for the Ducks rounding the corner against Gibby's mom.

WOMAN: Come on, let's go!

(CHEERING)

-Yes, yes, yes, yes! -Come on!

Trust your edges. Trust your edges.

"Trust your edges!" That's it. Yeah.

COACH T: First one takes it! Let's go! Move your feet!

And it looks like Ducks win!

-Come on! -Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah!

-What? -All right!

COACH T: Next up, target shooting.

(CROWD APPLAUDING)

(ALL CHEERING)

Way to go, Christine! Way to go!

COACH T: And it's level at five-five,

and it all comes down to the Slap Shot Challenge.

Shooting for the Ducks, it's our reigning champion,

Stephanie Reddick.

Who'll be facing off against my old friend, Alex Morrow.

Come on, Mom!

I'm pretty sure he's being sarcastic about the "friend" part.

Don't let him rattle you. You got this.

GORDON: Let's go! Let's go!

Three shots. Highest speed on a single shot wins.

Stephanie, you're up first.

All right, Steph, let's go!

Yeah!

(SCORE BOARD BEEPS)

35 miles an hour!

(ALL CHEERING)

You got this.

-You got this! Go, Alex! Go, Alex! -Go, Coach!

GORDON: You got this! Let's go, Alex!

(SCORE BOARD BEEPS)

-26 miles an hour. -Okay.

All right. Shake it off. You can do better.

-COACH T: 37 miles an hour. -Yeah!

-You got this. -Come on, Alex!

Let's go, Alex.

(SCORE BOARD BEEPS)

COACH T: 23 miles an hour.

Hey, you're doing great, sister lady.

Thanks.

(SCORE BOARD BEEPS)

-(ALL CHEERING) -COACH T: 40 miles an hour!

That's a new personal record for Stephanie Reddick!

GORDON: Let's go, Alex! Let's go!

Great job. Really great.

FAN: You can do it, Alex!

GORDON: Alex!

(WHISPERING) Pecan pie.

(EXHALES)

Come on!

(SCORE BOARD BEEPS)

41 miles an hour.

(ALL CHEERING)

What?

Yes! Yes!

Coach! Coach! Coach!

Come here! Coach! Look at this!

-Hold on, hold on! -See? Look at this.

Um...

Excuse me. Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention, please.

Upon further review, Alex's skate crossed the line.

Doesn't count. Duck moms win!

(ALL CHEERING)

"Crossed the line"? What!

It's all right.

Guess that's it. I'm a Duck for life.

What is this?

This is a signed permission slip for you to join the Don't Bothers.

(CHUCKLES) What?

I saw your face when you thought they won.

I haven't seen you that happy in a long time.

Oh, my God! Dad, thank you!

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

Sofi's dad changed his mind.

She's a Don't Bother.

Come on, get outta here.

Seriously.

(GASPS) Yay!

-(KNOCK ON DOOR) -So cool! Who's that?

-Hi. -Hi.

I wanted to come by and congratulate you on the Slap Shot.

-But I lost. -Yeah, on a stupid technicality.

But you know you won, and I know you won.

And I'm pretty sure Stephanie knows that you won too, and that's what matters.

And I brought the pecan pie.

What's left of it, and it's... It's more than a crumb.

And you're right. I mean, obviously, it's really good.

Would you like to come in?

-Yeah. Sure. Yes. -ALEX: Okay.

EVAN: Coach! GORDON: Evan, right? Evan?

-EVAN: Yeah. Yeah. -Good to see ya.

-Take a seat. -Hi. Yeah.

Welcome. What'd you bring?

Uh, a little something sweet.

Everything's in the dishwasher.

Are we okay with just

-our finest china and linens? -(EVAN CHUCKLES)

-Sure. That'll work. -EVAN: Thanks.

Can we just kind of dig in?

GORDON: Yeah. Yeah, that'll work too. Sure.

ALEX: I mean, it's not France after all.

We're not francy like in France.

(LIVE LIFE PLAYING)