All language subtitles for Make It or Break It s01e12 Follow The Leader.eng

Previously on "Make it
Or Break it"...

I'll be able to recover in time
for the Olympics, Right?

If you do gymnastics,
you may never walk again.

- My God.
- You slept with my boyfriend?

I'll be your teammate,
but I'll never be your friend again.

I'm lifting your suspension.
I'm giving you a second chance. Don't blow it.

- You OK with me being here?
- I'll stay so focused, I'll barely notice you.

Why would my dad
blackmail Marty?

Marty was sleeping with my mom.

Damon, this is Emily Kmetko.
Watch out for her while I'm out.

Yes, sir.

I sent some songs
to a producer.

They sent me a ticket to LA.

- I leave next week.
- Yo, brother!

Just got back from a
couple months on the road.

- Emily, will you wait for me?
- Yes.

Mom? We've got to go!

OK, OK. I just
have to put my face on.

I can't be late!
The National Committee is coming this morning

to name the
National Team coach.

And you have
your makeup on.

Oh, honey,
this is just primer.

Have you seen
my National Team jacket? I have to wear it.

I think I washed it.
Check the laundry basket in the bedroom.

Now, if The Rock is gonna be
the National Team home gym,

doesn't that mean they're gonna
pick Sasha to be the coach?

That's why this
is such a big deal.

Having your coach
as the National Team coach is a huge advantage,

which I'm gonna need, especially
since I barely made the team.

- What did you wash this with?
- Oh, no!

- It's ruined!
- No! No, it's not!

I can fix this.
Don't worry.

Look. Just wear my hoodie
in the meantime.

It's blue-ish.
I bet no one will even notice.

Great. My jacket is ruined
and we're gonna be late.

No, we're not! I'm gonna
put my makeup on in the car!

Oh. Putting on your makeup
while you drive. That's a great idea.

Oh, honey, I've done
worse things while driving.

I'll put my makeup on
in the parking lot. Now, come on! Let's go!

Now, remember, you're here
as supportive dad,

- not as her manager.
- I'm ing supportive.

Good. Then maybe you could
wipe that scowl off your face.

What is she doing here?

Hi, teamies.

Hi. I thought
Friday was trash day.

Funny. You know, almost as funny
as the condoms you planted in my gym bag at Nationals.

No,
that was way funnier.

- What are you doing here?
- Denver's so close,

I thought I'd pop over
to schmooze the new National Team coach.

You can kiss Sasha's butt
all you want, but we'll always come first.

You're right,
having your own coach is a huge advantage.

He decides which girls
go to all the big meets.

And don't you forget it.

Wow. That's pathetic.

If I could never
do gymnastics again,

I wouldn't hang around
the gym like a has been.

Because you don't have
any friends who would care enough to see your face again.

Says theirl who slept
with her bestie's boyfriend.

I bet you'd really
be missed around here.

Would you both just shut up.

Hi. Look who's here.

- Hey, Pay, I'm glad you came.
- Thanks.

We're here to hear
the big announcement.

- It's not official yet.
- Hey.

- Hey, great banner.
- Oh, I thought it was festive.

Looks like I left
the gym in good hands.

And Summer
invited the press.

Well, the publicity is good for
The Rock and good for you, too.

- Fine.
- Oh! They're...

They're ready. Excuse me.

- Are you nervous?
- Apprehensive.

Don't be. They never would
have chosen The Rock if they weren't gonna choose you.

Plus, you got three girls
on the National team. That's more than any other club.

It should have been four.

Lien, I need all
the help I can get,

and all the girls
look up to you.

So how would you like
to be my assistant coach?

- Oh, that is so...
- I'm not interested in coaching.

- Payson.
- But thank you for the offer.

If we could have
your attention, please?

First of all,
we want to say how happy we are

to have such a fine club
hosting the National Team practices and the U.S. meets.

- Rock! Rock! Rock!

It must be distracting
training with the ex that broke your heart.

Look, you can try all you want,
but nothing and no one is gonna mess with my head.

We all know
why we're here today.

Sorry we're late!
My fault!

- Carry on!
- What team jacket is that? Team Tacky?

So without further ado,
it is with great excitement

that we are pleased to announce
this year's National Team coach

is Marty Walsh from
The Denver Elite Club!

- This is crazy.

No way I'm gonna be coached
by Marty Walsh.

Doesn't look like
you have a choice.

Unless you care
to abdicate your title.

Nobody expects you
to hold onto it anyway.

Thank you all for that,
uh, warm reception.

You knew they were
picking Marty, didn't you?

Well, duh. I'm gonna go
congratulate my coach.

And, uh, don't you forget
who has the advantage now.

I'll see you girls
at practice tomorrow.

As to my friend and esteemed
colleague, Sasha Belov,

thank you for your hospitality.

The Rock is a fine club,

and I know when all 12
National Team members arrive

for our first team practice
tomorrow, they'll feel right at home.

Thank you very much.

How can they bring
Marty back here? The Rock is Sasha's gym now.

Thank God the National Team only
practices together once a month.

Mom, that's not the point.

Sasha deserves
to be the National coach.

I agree. Unfortunately,
people don't always get what they deserve.

- Congratulations.
- I'm as surprised as you are.

Are you surprised?
I think we both could have predicted this.

- Sasha, that was years ago.
- Hm. And history repeats.

In any case, uh,
the National Team, we're in excellent hands

and we're honored
to host you here at The Rock.

- So no hard feelings, right?
- I wouldn't go that far.

Emily, can I have a word
with you and your mother?

- If this is about
my team jacket... - Oh! It's at the dry cleaners.

Actually, this is
about her math scores.

She'll have to maintain
a B average in order to remain on the team.

But she gets straight
A's in everything else.

Your daughter
is a role model now.

We hold our girls
to high academic as well as gymnastic standards.

Perhaps a tutor
might be helpful.

You know what? Sure,
we'll get a tutor. No problem.

And she'll do better tn a B.
She'll get an A.

- I'm sure she will.
- Mm-hm.

- What?
- An A?

Kaylie?

I didn't get a chance to
congratulate you at Nationals.

You were incredible.

But then I always
knew you had it in you

to be a champion
and I'm really looking forward to coaching you again.

Well, that makes one of us.

I bet Kelly Parker paid off
the National Committee.

And here go
the conspiracy theories.

Why would they pick
The Rock but not Sasha?

Look, we need to talk.
After practice.

- I can't. I have to work.
- Fine.

We'll meet at the Pizza Shack.

There you go. Thanks.

You excting someone?

Look, there's something
you don't know about me.

You're dating
my best friend.

Oh, wait,
I did know that.

But it's cool.
It's cool. Yeah.

Whatever blows your
skirt up, so to speak.

Look, when you left
to go on the road, you and I were just friends.

I wouldn't even say friends.
More like co-workers.

Right.

Anyway, there was something I
never got a chance to tell you.

- You're a Scientologist?
- No.

President of the
school Abstinence Club?

Actually, I'm home-schooled.

Oh, you're one othose.

I'm home-schooled
becae I'm an elite gymnast

and I spend eight hours
a day training at The Rock.

Wait.

That gym where country-club
people take their toe-headed tots to tumble?

It's a little more
professional than that.

We have three members
on the Women's National Gymnastics Team.

- And I'm one of them.
- Wow.

All right.
So you're a Gumby girl.

So during our six-hour shifts,
five nights a week,

you never thought toork
that into our conversation?

- It's complicated.
- Oh.

How long did it
take you to tell Damon?

Actually,
my mother told him.

Anyway, a couple of my
friends from The Rock are...

Are here.

What happened to her?

Gumby girls
don't always bend.

Sometimes, we break.

Sasha should be our coach and
we should have a say in it.

We're all on the National Team.

The worst part is that Marty's
gonna be playing favorites

- with Kelly Parker.
- Favorites was fine when you thought Sasha was the coach.

- Hey, we're on the same side.
- Unfortunately, I can't do anything about that.

But we gotta find
a way to get rid of Marty.

We could tell the National
Committee that he had an affair with your mom.

And we can tell them that
your father blackmailed him,

whicI believe is a felony.

The only good thing
about having a broken back

is I don't have to deal
with all The Rock drama anymore.

Come on, Pay. You're
still a part of this team.

Am I?

You guys are on your own.

- Bathroom?
- In the back.

I don't need help.

- What's with her, anyway?
- What do you think?

She's lost everything
she everanted.

It must be torture for her
to see us living our dream.

Our dream is going to be a
nightmare if we don't figure out a way to get Marty fired.

How can we get him fired?

Well, the National
Committee members

are observing practice
tomorrow, right?

Right.

So, what if we make
Marty look bad.

Really bad.

This is all your fault!

I'm not responsible for the National
Committee choosing Marty over Sasha.

Yeah. Which maybe I could
live with if you hadn't had an affair with him!

What do
you want me to do?

Nothing.
I'll get rid of him myself.

I hope we're
talking about Marty.

What's wrong?

Nothing. We just
didn't hear you come in.

- Yeah.
- Well, if you ask me,

somebody bought off
the National Committee. Somebody like Steve Tanner.

- Why would Steve Tanner
choose Marty over Sasha? - We know he owns Marty.

How else does he get him
to Denver when all the best girls were at The Rock?

Well, this time,
I'm not standing still.

I'm gonna dig up all
the dirty little details, and I'm taking Marty down.

I can't do this anymore.

I thought we agreed
that you were gonna stop managing my career.

I'm not doing this
as your manager. I'm doing it as a concerned parent.

None of the other parents
are trying to dig up dirt or trying to bring Marty down.

So I'd appreciate it
if you didn't get involved in the politics

at The Rock or at
the National Committee.

You'd just embarrass me.

Fine.

But when you realize
you're only 16 years old

and no one else has your back
like your dear old dad,

I'll still be here for you.

Just like I've always been.

If Algebra is math, then
why is it all about letters?

It's actually
not about letters.

They are only used
to represent numbers

which are either unknown
or change during the course of the problem,

in which case the letters
are called variables.

You want to get high?

No.

I was kidding.

Pot is a gateway drug.

Right.

Hi!

Oh! Razor, right?

Ah! So Emily has mentioned me?

And here I thought she'd
totally forgot about me.

So they only hire cute, charming
boys to work here, I see.

Are you talking
about that other guy?

Yeah. He was just
filling in for me.

But I'm back now.

I'm... gonna, um,
go get my stuff.

Hm.

I almost failed algebra.

Maybe I did fail algebra.

- I guess it's genetic.
- Don't tell anyone,

but, uh, I was a mathlete

before I joined a band
and became so cool.

Really?

What part aren't you buying?
The math part or the cool part?

Oh, the math part.

You wouldn't by any
chance be interesting in tutoring Emily?

Congratulations.

You are the best women gymnasts
in the nation.

And it's my job to make sure
that you become the best in the world.

But you are
all role models now.

You are representing
this great nation of ours

not just gymnastically
but ethically,

and you'll be held
to high moral standards.

- What a hypocrite!
- You're competing as a team now.

This isn't about individual
glory, which is why we need to help and support one another.

Really?

All right, then.
I've coached a few of you before

so anyone new to the team,
just ask their teammates what to expect.

All right, ladies.
Let's get to work.

Shall we educate our
teammates on their new coach?

I don't know if I can do this.

Hey. Don't forget,
Marty brought you to The Rock

and walked out on you
after two days.

But who believed in you,
who took you to National and who's never abandoned you?

- Sasha.
- Right.

Isn't this exciting? So you
guys have worked with Marty.

- What's he like?
- I got this.

Marty's great. But...

...he tends to be
a little handsy.

Oh, he's never
crossed the line, exactly,

but unless you want
to open that door,

don't let him touch you.
At all.

So listen. I've trained
with Marty a long time,

and he's got
this weird pet peeve.

He hates to be looked
straight in the eye.

He thinks it's disrespectful
or something.

OK. Thanks for the heads up.

- Great, Tarah.

But on that switch ring,
I need you to throw your head back more.

- You looking at me?
- No.

I mean, yes.

♪ Come on, come on, go ♪

- Nice dismount.
- Thanks.

So, um, watch out for Marty.

Why?

He, uh...
has really bad breath.

OK, freeze.

See where your shoulders are?
I want them back like this.

Can I please touch you? Here...

Breath mint?

Coach Walsh?
Could we have a word?

Kaylie! Kaylie!

- What the hell was going on out there today?
- We were practicing.

- You were sabotaging.
- We want you to be our coach.

I am your coach,
here at The Rock.

I expect you
to welcome your National teammates and Marty Walsh

respectfully and graciously.
Do you understand?

- I can't work with Marty.
- Why?

You want to get kicked
off the National Team? That's the way you're headed.

You're National Champion,
Kaylie. You're the leader now.

It's your job to set
the right example. And right now, you're failing.

Miserably.

Payson.

Hey. Hey, Kim.

- Hi, Becca.
- I, uh...

I just want to tell you know
how sorry I am about what happened to you.

I've never coached anyone

with as much talent
and determination as you.

You still have a lot
to offer the sport.

If you're ever interested
in coaching...

I'm not.

Thanks.

How's Kaylie
doing with all this?

With all what?

You know, Marty
back at The Rock after...

After... he had an affair
with Kaylie's mother?

- You know?
- Yes, Kaylie told me.

We've been friends
for ten years.

Did you really think a guy
could get between us?

She's over you, Carter.

You need to accept that
and move on.

Kaylie?

I'm glad you called me.
Are you OK?

My best friend
has a broken back,

I have Kelly Parker
on my ass

and my new coach is the man
my mom cheated on my dad with.

And I feel like there's no one
in the world I can talk to.

You can talk to me.

Did I mention my other best
friend slept with my boyfriend?

It's not supposed
to be like this.

I'm the National
Gymnastics Champion!

I should be on top of the world,
calling the shots.

And instead, I feel like I can't
act too happy around Payson,

I can't have
the coach I want

and I feel like
I'm in the middle of all of these secrets and betrayals.

I won!

It's finally supposed
to be about me!

And it's still
about everybody else!

What can I do?

You can tell me why.

Why did you have sex
with Lauren?

And don't tell me that it's
because we had a fight and you were drinking

because that is
a pathetic excuse.

I was angry.

And I guess I felt
like I wanted to be with you

more than you wanted
to be with me.

So...

So you wanted to hurt me?

I don't know. Maybe.

I am so sorry.

I love you.

I'm so sorry.
I love you.

Kaylie.

Kaylie, don't.

Not like this.

You can have sex with Lauren
but you can't have sex with me?

You're angry and frustrated

and you're doing this
so you feel in control.

Why? Why can everybody else

cheat and lie and have sex?

- And why can't I just
do whatever I want? - Kaylie.

- Kaylie! I...
- Get out.

You can lash out at me
and hurt me back.

You can even hate me.

But we are soul mates
and belong together.

And I'm not giving up on you.

- Hi, honey, you're home.
- Surprise!

- What is he doing here?
- He is here to tutor you.

And from the looks
of these worksheets, you need all the help you can get.

- What do you know about math?
- Hey, I didn't fail every subject.

- That means for free. Pro.

I get A's in English.
I know what it means.

Now, English,
that was a different story. All that reading and writing.

When are you ever
gonna use that?

But math? Not a day goes
by that I don't find myself

trying to simplify the negative
exponents in fractions.

Mm-hm.

- Right?

How's it going, chickie?

I always wondered who those
people were who had time to surf the Net all day.

They're me.

Well, just because you
can't do gymnastics anymore

- doesn't mean you can't...
- Please don't say coach.

But you have
so much to offer.

And all those girls
look up to you.

Why not just consider it?

Because it feels like
admitting that it's over.

And I just...

I just can't accept that yet.
OK? I just can't.

I know. I'm sorry.
It's OK.

All in good time.

So I'm having a little
trouble fixing your National Team jacket.

Are you sure you can't
just ask for another one?

- Positive.
- Um, well, what if I ask?

Mom, I know you mean well,

but I just think it works
better if yodon't get involved with my gymnastics.

No offense, it's just
when you try to help,

sometimes you just don't.

I'm sorry.

It's OK, sweetie.

I understand. You got
here all by yourself,

without any help from me,
and I promise I won't meddle.

Thanks.
I'll see you lat.

Can I get all Nation Team
members lined up on the floor?

Now, as you all know,

only six of you will
get to compete in three weeks

against the EU team in London.

I can't wait! The shopping
is awesome in London.

- I've never been to London.
- Based on yesterday's practice,

I've already made the cut.

Will the following girls
please step forward.

Kaylie.

Courtney.

Tasha. Lindsay.

Emily. And Lauren.

Sorry you couldn't
come to London. But you can always rent Mary Poppins.

You girls will not
be going to London.

- What?

I'm the National Champion.
You have to take me.

Actually, I don't.
None of you girls can rest on your laurels in practice.

You have to bring it every day.
And yesterday, you six didn't.

This isn't fair. What would
the National Committee say?

After observing yesterday's
practice, they've approved of my choices unanimously.

So today's a new day.

Let's get to work.
Oh, and don't forget.

Tomorrow, you're all
gonna be signing your National Team paperwork,

and taking the
official photo.

We need you all to be
in your team jackets.

Thank you, ladies.

You know, I'm actually sorry
you won't be going to London.

Now the whole world
will have to wait to see your fall from grace.

I have just one thing
to say to you:

"Super-califragilistic-
expialidocious."

Stuff it!

OK, we need a new plan.

No, we don't.
I got it covered.

I'm telling my father.

Don't worry.
I'm leaving your dad out of it.

- What about your family?
- What about me?

Why do I always have to keep
everybody else's secrets?

Besides, I know what it's like
to be the last one to know.

I'm telling my dad
after practice.

I'll be in the
viewing area, Payson.

- Take your time. I'm in no hurry.
- Thanks, Mom.

Hey.

I haven't had
a chance to say

I'm sorry about
what happened to you.

And I'm sure you
really mean that.

Actually, I do.
Look, I know I'm a bitch,

but psyching out
the competition is just part of the game.

- It wasn't for me.
- I know.

That's why
I'm gonna miss you. You were a challenge.

Unlike Kaylie.
I don't even have to huff or puff to blow her down.

- Leave her alone.
- Not a problem.

She's already
self-destructing.

You may want to give
your friends a heads-up.

Even if they could
get rid of Marty,

the National Committee's
never gonna pick Sasha to coach the team.

- Why not?
- Well, isn't it obvious?

No.

Because of you.

Payson, his star
gymnast broke her back

in front of the whole world.

They could never pick
Sasha after that.

- Hey, Alex.
- Kim.

You must be
very proud of Kaylie.

I am.

But I don't know how
you gym moms do it.

Sitting behind this glass
with nothing to do all day.

We're not doing nothing.

We're supporting our kids.

Yeah, right,
but, you know...

...I used to
manage this place.

- Me, too.
- Of course.

- Are you coming back?

I'd like to.
But Payson needs me.

With physical therapy and
everything she's going through,

my place is
with Payson right now.

I don't know
where my place is anymore.

Kaylie fired me
as her manager.

Well, she didn't
fire you as her dad.

If you're not sure
where your place is,

maybe it's at home.

You think I've
neglected my family?

I think it's easy
to take things for granted.

Our daughter lost her dream

in the blink of an eye.

But she still has us.

And it's times
like these you realize you can lose everything,

but if you still
have your family,

you've got the thing
that matters most.

- Why didn't you tell me
that it's my fault? - Excuse me?

They didn't pick you
to be the National coach because I broke my back.

It's more complex than that.

They have no right
to hold you responsible!

Actually, they
have every right.

You didn't know!
I lied about how much pain I was in.

Of course you did.
Every gymnast competes in pain.

The more you want it,
the more you're willing to endure.

And I've never seen
anyone who wanted it more than you, Payson.

And that's why
I should have known.

I am the only one
responsible for my injury.

- I'm gonna go
tell the committee. - Payson.

It won't matter.

Please, sit down.

There was another girl.

It was while I was
still coaching in Romania.

Her name was Amelia.

She was 14.

She, uh... She took
a fall off the bars,

and hit her head
pretty hard.

But she got straight up
and wanted to go again.

She was actually
a lot like you.

I made her sit out
the rest of practice.

And she seemed fine so I told
her parents it was their call

whether to take her to
the doctor's or take her home.

And... they took her home.

And... an hour later,
she was dead.

How could you have known?

I should have insisted
that she go to the hospital.

- You told her parents.
- It was a fatal lack of judgment,

and I will never
forgive myself.

I'll never forgive myself
for costing you this job.

I never realized my injury
could hurt anybody but me.

- Payson, don't.
- Isn't there something I can do?

Yeah. You can convince the
girls to stop this foolishness

and to support Marty
before they're all kicked off the National Team.

- Why me?
- Because like it or not,

they listen to you.
You're a leader.

And one thing a leader
does well is coach others.

What if I don't want
to be a leader?

I'm not on the team.
I can never do gymnastics again.

Why is it my job
to coach them? It's not my job!

No.

It's not your job,

but maybe it's your calling.

Dad?

Can I talk to you?

Of course. Come, sit with me.

What are you doing?

Have you ever felt
like I neglected you?

Not as a gymnast,
but as a daughter.

- Dad...
- I never thought that I was one of those ambitious dads

pushing their kids
for their own glory because I was your manager.

What a bunch of BS.

I was worse.

I was a former athlete trying
to pin his unfulfilled dreams

on his very beautiful,
very talented little girl.

- I'm glad you fired me.
- Dad...

I mean it. I haven't
been a great father.

And I don't want to be
one of those guys who doesn't realize what he's got...

...until it's gone.

If I lost you all...

...I'd lose everything.

You won't lose me, Dad.

Not ever.

I promise.

Look at that.

And that's time.

I never minded algebra so much,

but geometry,
ugh, that was a bear.

Can't wait.

Emily, if you
don't mind me asking,

I noticed all the other girls
are wearing their National Team jackets.

My mother washed mine
with her hot pink mini-skirt,

or halter top or baby dolls.
It's her new signature color.

Anyways, she ruined it and we
can't afford to buy another one.

I'm sure it was an accident.

I'm sure it was.

I just wish she would stay out
of anything gymnastics related.

Whenever she tries to help out,
it always seems to backfire.

Well, she got you
into The Rock, didn't she?

She didn't have anything
to do with it.

Marty found me
at the Y in Fresno.

Huh.

You know, I was cleaning up some
old files and I found something I thought you might want.

There must be at least three
dozen cards and letters in there

from your mother begging
Marty to come see you.

"One golden ticket

to see the golden girl
at the Fresno Y who will blow your socks off.

Please, please, please come.
You won't be sorry."

Hi, honey.'m dying
your jacket in the bathroom.

Thank you.

Well, I don't know
if it's gonna work yet.

For being my mom.

I love you.

Oh! I love you, too, honey.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Your girls aret here yet.

- I'd hate to see them make a big mistake.
- Yeah, thank you.

Don't worry.
I have a feeli they won't.

All right, so
if we get in that picture,

- it means Marty wins.
- And his little brat, Kelly Parker.

So I guess you
didn't tell your dad about your mom and Marty.

I couldn't.

I don't know
what else we can do.

I do.

You're gonna go out there
and take the National Team picture

like the professionals you are.

I thout we were
on our own.

You didn't want any part
of The Rock drama.

Turns out,
I am the drama.

It's my fault Sasha
wasn't picked to be the National Team coach.

- Your fault?
- Why?

His top gymnast broke
her back on TV in front of the whole world.

They're not gonna entrust him
to coach the National Team.

- That wasn't Sasha's fault.
- It doesn't matter.

The point is, even if
you could get rid of Marty, you're not gonna get Sasha.

And at least you know Marty.

And you know
he's a good coach.

Look, you don't
always get what you want.

Or what you
think you deserve.

But you're
on the National Team.

Do you guys know what
I would give to be you?

Who cares who the coach is?

This is about you

and what you've worked
your entire life to achieve.

You guys know you do not
deserve to go to London.

And you know you
haven't been your best.

How does that feel?

Go out there and be
the athletes I've spent my career training with.

The ones who
respect their coach,

respect themselves
and respect their club.

Let's go be
the champions that we are,

and promise to let
nothing stop us.

So when you say "us,"

does that mean you're
gonna coach after all?

It means we're still
going to the Olympics.

Maybe not exactly
like we planned it,

but we'll get there.

Together.

OK, do we have everyone?

Ladies, it's about time.

- Sorry, coach.
- Sorry, coach.

Sorry, coach.

Emily,
where's your team jacket?

- Oh! It's right here!
- Um...

Sorry! Those
darn dry cleaners!

See, honey?
It's just like new.

Oh!

You know, you keep
hugging me like that,

I'm gonna put out
a missing persons report on my daughter Emily Kmetko.

Let's go.

- Emily, I got
your quiz results. - Oh! Open it!

Why ruin
a perfectly good day?

As good as new
because it is new. Thank you.

I catered to the National
Committee's every whim all week. They owed me.

Let's get the National
Champ in at center, please.

Enjoy your 15 minutes.
If it even lasts that long.

I'm proud of you, showing up
for your friends like this.

You should be in that photo.

I will be. Next year.

- As a coach?
- As the new National Champion.

OK, in one, two, three.

Hey. Any word
on that algebra test?

I can't look.

Yeah. We can't
all get straight A's.

Unless... we are Emily Kmetko!

Girl genius,
flippity-flop artist.

Oh, my God!
I can't believe it! Thank you!

Um, I should...

Hello. Pizza Shack,
how can I help you?

Hi!

How's LA? Tell me everything.

Razor says hi.

No, it's fine.

Guess what?
I got an A on my algebra test.

Yeah. I miss you, too.

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