All language subtitles for The Kicks s01e10 No Gain.eng

Devin: Someone once said
pain is temporary,

but quitting lasts forever.

With the biggest game
of the season tomorrow,

quitting is not an option.

[groans]

I just need to keep
my injury a secret

until after our game
against Pinewood.

You might need
a new Ace bandage.

That one's worn out.

Well, that secret
got out fast.

Uh, what are you
doing here this early?

Morning detention.

Well, kind of.

I'm so used to
coming in early,

that I forgot
I didn't have it for once.

That's sad.

Almost as sad as
that wrap job.

Let me see your ankle.

Uh, I'm fine.
It's nothing.

I just twisted it when
I fell in the grass

during our great escape
from Pinewood.

[scoffs]
Of course you did.

Literally, nothing good
comes from that place.

There's nothing to say.

I hurt my ankle
when I was younger,

and every once in a while
it flares up again.

No big deal.

Dev, a flare up happens
with acne and attitudes.

That is an injury.

And dramatic comments
like that

are why I'm
keeping it a secret.

Trust me,
I just need to rest up for 24 hours,

and I'm good to crush
those Pinebots.

Well, you got lucky.

We don't have
practice today.

We don't?

Nope.
Coach just emailed.

He wants us to do
some kind of campfire

to bond before
the big game.

That sounds like Coach.

So, you're not gonna tell?

Sneaking around and
hiding stuff from people

is kind of my forte.

Thanks.

Now let me take a look
at that thing.

But I gotta tell you,

playing through the pain
is a lot easier

with a friend by your side.

♪ Five, six,
five, six, seven, eight ♪

♪♪

Why is it so hard
for our kids to refill the ice trays?

Is it out already?

I could have sworn
it was full last night.

Guys, I have some
amazing news.

Last month
I submitted my photos

to Apropos Galleries
Young Artist Showcase,

and guess what?

You got in?

No, some kid named
Adams Alaband did.

But he was caught
plagiarizing,

so I got his spot.
Isn't that great?

Congrats, Bail,
that's fantastic.

See?
I'm always telling you crime does not pay.

I can't believe it.

A real gallery wants to
showcase my artwork.

Let us know how
we can help.

Glad you asked.

I'm gonna need a ride
around 3:00 tomorrow

so I can set up
before the show.

Yeah, that's no problem.

I'm sure your mom or I
can drive you.

Also, I'm gonna need
blue tack, adjustable hooks,

and clear nylon string.

And not the cheap stuff.

Oh, no.

The art show's
at the same time as Devin's Pinewood game.

Well, this is new.
What do we do?

- Divide and conquer?
- Divide and conquer.

I hope Dev's okay with it.

We've never missed
a game before.

What can we do?
We've got two overachieving kids.

- Hm.
- I'll take Devin,

- you take Bails.
- Yeah. Works for me.

I always felt like
he had his artistic skills

from my side of
the family, after all.

Let's just hope he didn't get
your humility, too.

All right.

[school bell rings]

Hey, guys.

Want to help us flyer?

Here. I'll take some
for both of us.

Our captain should not
risk paper cuts

Okay.

Um, Dev,
watch the shoelace.

Don't move,
I got it.

It's a little
suspicious

that you're carrying
my lunch tray.

Unless we're
going steady.

Yeah, you're not
really my type.

Too high maintenance.

So, last game of the year.

Pinewood.
Would you call it a grudge match?

I would.

I'm ready to crush them.

Can't wait.
See ya there.

You are going to
a girls' soccer game?

I'm VP of the
student council now.

- So?
- So...

I have no choice,
it's mandatory.

[chuckles]

Oh, this seat's taken.

For who?

None of your business.
Bye.

This whole bodyguard thing
is a little much.

Who knew my talent
for intimidation

could be channeled
for good?

[scoffs]

Shoot. I forgot to
refill my water.

No, no, no. Here. I'll--
I'll just get you some.

No worries.

Did she lose a bet?

What do you mean?

Mirabelle.
She's acting so...

nice and considerate.

It's not her.

Well, maybe she's
just reformed.

Remember?
We helped her with her school stuff.

Look, I try to see
the best in people,

but there's no way
one B minus

unraveled a lifetime
of bad attitude.

Now, come on.
What's up?

You're acting weird.

Me? Maybe it's you
who's acting weird.

I mean, what's up
with you, Em?

Fine, don't tell me.

But reverse psychology
doesn't work on me.

I know you're
hiding something.

Jeez, Emma,
way to be a creeper!

All of the sneaking around

is really making you jumpy,
I see.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Sure you do.

Hiding Devin's secret
must be a stressful job.

No, Devin doesn't have
a secret.

Of course, she does,
and now that I know what it is,

I can see why
you've been acting like her private butler all day.

Excuse you!
I am no one's butler.

I'm just making sure
that she rests her ankle

until tomorrow's game.

Devin hurt her ankle?

Yes. You just said
that you knew.

Oh, man.
I walked right into that.

You did.
Haven't you seen any detective show?

- Ever?
- Great.

She's gonna kill me.

So what now?
You gonna rat her out?

No, but you should
convince Devin

to tell Coach herself.

You and I both know that
we need Devin to play

if we want to
beat Pinewood.

That's not the point.

Come on.
They're stealing our coach.

You can't tell me
that you don't care about beating them.

I do.
But is Devin safe to play?

As far as she's concerned,
she is.

Whatever, Emma.
I don't have time for your mind games.

But just remember,

nobody likes a snitch.

Only 24 more hours to go
in operation

"Hide Devin's Injury."

Yeah, well, today at school
was a walk in the park

compared to sneaking around
my parents.

I wish they weren't
going to the game tomorrow.

I'm worried if they
see me play,

they're gonna know
something's up.

I hear you.

Parents have, like,
this creepy sixth sense about them.

Sure do.

- Mom!
- Mrs. Burke.

We also have eyes
in the back of our heads.

Just FYI.

Uh, just making a snack
before the bonfire.

Well, please fill
the ice back up when you're done.

Will do.
Sorry.

So, you girls excited for
the game tomorrow?

- Definitely.
- Can't wait.

Listen, Dev.

Your Dad's
gotta take Bailey

to a young artists
showcase tomorrow.

And it's the same time
as your game.

Bailey got into a showcase?
That's so cool.

It is,
but it also means

we can't both
be at your game.

Don't worry about it.

Matter of fact,
you should go too, Mom.

You don't want to miss that.

But we always
go to your games.

Exactly.
You've come every week.

How often does Bailey
have an art show?

Devin's right.
I mean,

we'll have
a million more games,

but you can't miss
mini Burke's showcase.

Mm-mm.

Well, I'll tell Dad.

This is awesome.

I've always wanted
an evil sidekick.

Hey, why am I
the sidekick?

All right.
Today we're gonna set intentions.

I want each of you
to write down

one positive thing
you intend to do.

I intend to take down
10 more S'mores

- before the night is over.
- [laughing]

I mean something that
will help lead the team

to victory in
tomorrow's game.

I intend to take down
10 Pinewood girls,

and get a selfie
with them crying in the background.

[laughing]

- Coach: Hey.
- Yeah.

Okay. My World Cup team
conducted a similar ritual,

but if you girls are not
gonna take it seriously--

That's what I thought.

I'll start.

I intend to
push you girls tomorrow

to be the best
that you can be,

which I know
is fantastic.

Now watch.

[crackling]

Each intention will
make the flame bigger.

I get it.

Kind of like how
all our intentions together

will help fuel the team
to victory.

Exactly, Devin.

Why don't you
start us off?

I intend to--

Why don't you stand up?

Um--

Okay, well, I intend to
keep my head up,

and look for open passes
on the field.

Excellent.

[crackling]

Um, Jessi.

I will play
patient defense,

and keep my eye on
their strikers.

Coach: Good.

I will guard my goal
like a scaled hawk dragon

guards its lair beneath
the city L Street Center.

[sighs]
It's from a video game.

I intend to be honest
with my teammates

no matter what.

Coach: Okay.

- Um, how about--
- I'll go.

I intend to support
the decisions

my teammates make
for themselves.

Okay, I think that works.

Well, I intend to put the
well being of my teammates

before my own selfish needs.

And I intend to grow up
and get over it.

Girls, if there's something
going on between you two,

leave it at home.

I'm gonna go get some more
S'mores supplies.

When I get back,

I expect
whatever this is to be resolved.

[wind blowing]

[sighs]
This won't do.

This won't do, either.

[sighs]
This is all just garbage.

What are you talking about?
Your pictures are great, Bails.

Photographs, Dad.

Pictures are taken by
untrained eyes.

Right. Photographs.
Well, everyone loved your photographs

at the banquet
the other night.

That's just because it was
a sentimental slide show

of teenage girls
set to sad music.

Here you go, Bails.

They didn't have
blue tack,

but the lady
at the art store

said these sticky cork pads
will work just the same.

Well, maybe the lady
at the art store

shouldn't quit
her day job.

All right, well, I think
our little Van Gogh

is one freak out away
from losing an ear.

Good luck.

Let's just talk lighting.

Please tell me you got
the 20 watt halogen flex arm I asked for.

[chuckles]
Perfect.

[sighs]

So, is somebody
gonna fill us in?

Why don't you ask Emma?

She's the one
who freaked out.

Me? I'm just trying to be
a good friend.

Right, by doing
the exact opposite of what Devin asked.

What's Devin
got to do with this?

You told Emma?

No. Well, yes.

Well-- well, no.
No, no, she just figured it out.

Guys,
what's going on?

Come on, they won't
tell us anything.

This doesn't even
concern you.

[all talking at once]

Stop! Just stop!

I hurt my ankle.

What? When?
And why didn't you tell us?

Because it's not
a big deal, okay?

Then tell Coach.

Hey, if he agrees with you,
you'll still get to play.

No! I don't need
someone else's permission to play, all right?

I know my ankle
better than anyone.

Do you want this to be
a career ending injury?

I'm just trying to do
what's best for you.

Seriously, just trust me
on this one, I'm fine.

And if you guys
care about winning tomorrow's game,

you won't tell,
either. Got it?

Okay.

You feeling better
over here?

Sure are.

Let's make
some S'mores.

You know,
I gotta say

I'm kind of excited.

Come on,
you always have to be so sarcastic?

I'm serious. I mean,
the girls' team have come a long way.

Wait. You're actually
giving them a compliment?

Well, I mean,
I don't think they have a prayer of winning,

but still, I mean,
it might be interesting.

And he's back.

Coach: All right.

This is it.

After all of your
hard work,

you deserve a win today.

All I ever wanted
was for you girls to become a team.

And now you are.

A team that can beat
Pinewood.

So get out there and win!

[cheering, applause]

All right,
let's warm up.

Devin,
may I talk to you?

Sure, Coach.
What's up?

I can't let you
play today.

What? Why?

You know why.

Did you think
I'd let you play on a hurt ankle?

But, I-- I'm fine.

Mm. Let me see.

It's just a small pull
or something, honestly.

Great. Then show me.

Yeah.

This is not up for
negotiation.

I can't let you play.

Who told?

Was it you?
Trying to do the right thing.

Devin, enough.

Well, congratulations.
Now look how that turned out.

Okay. Fine.

It was me.

I told.

I did, too.

Me, too.

I definitely told.

Same here.

And me.

Sorry, it was just
the right thing to do.

This is unbelievable.

I can't trust any of you.

Devin, stop.

- Devin!
- What?

Maybe you just want to watch
Pinewood destroy us.

Then you can leave
for a winning team.

Is that what you think?

I don't know. Maybe.

Listen, Devin.

In the long term,
this game is not what matters.

The long term
is about your health.

And your friends.

And from what
I've seen today,

these are friends
worth keeping.

We're sorry we went
behind your back.

We just care about you.

Yeah.

And no matter how badly
I hate those Pinebots,

they aren't worth
risking everything over.

You want to go to
the Olympics one day.

We need you.

For more than
just your skills.

It's because of you
that we're this good.

Here.

- No, no, no, I--
- Don't worry.

I'm not going anywhere,

but they need
a captain out there.

I'm sorry, guys.

For, well, everything.

Don't worry about it.

We knew you'd
come around.

Wait, wait, wait,
I want in on this.

Me, too.

I don't,
but I'll do it.

Come here.

All right, guys,
toughen up.

We have a game to play.

[giggling]

Hey, Coach,
about what I said--

Already forgotten.

Okay, captain.
Now what?

Let's go win this thing!

[cheering]

Good work.

Well, Bails,
after all that stressing out,

you actually
pulled it together.

It wasn't
stressing out, Mom,

it's part of
the artistic process.

Okay. I took a lap.

You definitely have
the best exhibit in the place.

Your pictures are
way better.

Sorry. Photographs.
Sorry.

[sighs] Thanks for
coming out, guys.

It means a lot to me.

You must be
Bailey Burke.

I'm the gallery director,
Peter.

I love your portfolio.
You're very talented.

Thanks.

I mean, it--
it's just a hobby.

I mean,
I want it to be more than that.

I'm just... new.

Well, these images
are very impressive

for a new artist.

I mean, some of these
even looked as though

you spent years
studying your subjects.

Yeah.
There's my sister,

Devin.

I've spent
a lot of time with her.

I've spent a lot of time
with all of them, I guess.

She looks passionate.

You have no idea.

That's Mirabelle.

She has a strong shot.

And Emma,
she's surprisingly fast for her size.

And Parker, well,
she may seem nuts,

but she's actually
amazing.

And--

I can't believe
I'm saying this,

but I wish I was there
right now.

You're kidding, right?

No. If we leave
right now,

we can make it to
the second half of Devin's game.

Well, aren't you the one
who's always complaining

that we make everything
all about Devin?

I know, right?

This is what
it must feel like to follow sports.

Now I want to see
how it ends.

Do me a favor
and say hi to Coach Rivas for us

when you sub out.

Do me a favor
and say hi to your soul.

If you ever find it.

Come on, now,
you ladies.

[whistle blows]

[crowd cheering]

- [cheering]
- [whistle blows]

It's one-nothing.

All right.
That's okay.

Plenty of time
to make up for that.

- Let's slow it down.
- Take it slow.

Huh. Someone's learning.

[crowd exclaiming]

- That's it. [groans]
- Come on!

[crowd groaning]

Okay. It's okay.
Let's get back on defense.

Come on.

[exhales]

[groans]

[panting] Uh-oh.

They're losing.

And Devin's
not playing.

Okay. Not how I
pictured this going.

Uh, why don't you guys
get some seats.

- I'll see what's
going on. - Okay.

Quick, quick
set it up!

- Okay.
- Dev.

Dad? What are you
doing here?

I thought you were
at Bailey's art show.

We were, but he decided
he'd rather be here.

Really? Bailey?

Yeah, how come
you're not playing?

I twisted my ankle
the other day.

Oh, no, not the
right one again.

Wait, how come you
didn't say anything?

I know I should have.
I'm sorry, I just--

I didn't want to
miss the game.

Anyways,
Coach benched me when he found out.

Well, I'm glad somebody
acted responsibly.

I'm sorry, sweetie,
I know this game meant a lot to you.

Coach:
Let's bring it in.

It's okay, Dad,
but I gotta go.

I'll see you
after the game.

Break a leg.

Uh, love you.

I love you, too.

Girls.

Relax.
It's only halftime.

You're playing
panicked out there.

We're trying to
slow it down, but...

they're just so fast.

It's my fault.

I should have had
that last one.

No, it was me.
I missed that one pass.

I wasn't quick enough
in the back.

Guys, it's not about
I this or I that.

Remember how terrible we were
at the beginning of the season?

We were bad because
we were scattered.

The problem was
we weren't playing together.

But not anymore.

Everyone has made
individual improvements.

Now we have to
combine them.

It's like the bonfire.

- Yeah.
- All: Yeah.

Yeah. Finally.
You girls get my intention exercise.

All right,
now let's get out there,

and make those
Pinewood girls

regret taking our
awesome coach.

Hands in.

One last time
for the season.

Want to lead us in,
Captain?

It's all you.

Kicks on three!

All: One, two, three,
go Kicks!

[whooping]

What's the verdict?

Devin hurt her ankle
the other day.

She's resting it.

- Oh, no.
- Yeah.

The case of
the missing ice is solved.

[cheering]

Emma!

- [cheering]
- Yeah!

[cheering]

Come on, now,
let's get back.

Good save, Parker!

Parker: Zoe.

Emma: Lily, Lily!

Go, go, go, go,
go, go, go, go.

Go, go, go, go!

[crowd exclaiming]

Are you kidding me!

- [whistle blows]
- Hand ball.

Ah-- Yes!

[cheering]

Hm. Hand ball
in the box.

Anyone can take
the penalty kick.

What do you think?

There's no time left.

If we score,
we win.

Let me take it.
I can do it.

No, Devin. We're not
going through this again.

You're injured.

My right foot is injured,
my left foot is fine.

Your left foot.

It's not a good idea.
Mirabelle can take it.

They already know
her shot.

They've been stopping her
all game.

Come on, I can do it,
I promise.

No hard defense,
no running.

I have been working all season
to strengthen my left side.

Sub me in.

What's she doing?
She's going in?

I don't know.
She said she wasn't.

You're one dimensional.

What? How?

Your left side is weak.

Look, when I first
started with you,

you were weak
on your left side.

[screaming]

Are you okay?

[whistle blows]

[whistle blows]

[cheering]

[chanting]
Let's go, Kicks!

Devin: Sometimes
athletes do have to play through the pain,

but the really lucky ones

can count on their team
to be there for them

whether they
ask for help or not.

- [chanting]
- [screaming]

[groaning]

Devin.

[groaning]

[cheering]

Emma: Help!

Medic!

♪♪

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