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Hi. My name is Katelin Kingsford,

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-but my friends call me... -Dork.

KATELIN: Well, they're not exactly friends.

They're the competition.

Fall! Fall! Fall!

KATELIN: And I'm the girl to beat.

Show-off.

KATELIN: I was told that jealousy is the highest form of flattery.

Of course, it hurts a little.

But if they didn't hate me so much, then how would I know how good I was?

These are 'rents, Ed and Linda.

They're loving, supportive...

-Woo! -Woo!

-That's my girl! -(LINDA SHRIEKS)

...and incredibly embarrassing.

The craniac next to them is my brother, Bradley.

Sure he's a geek, but he also has the best

slap shot in the state.

Bradley has no respect for us twirl girls.

Still, the parents always make him come.

My coaches, Bob and Ginger, have trained me forever.

Ginger does my hair and makeup.

She makes me sparkle.

Bob, my choreographer, says he has more moves in him

than all The Rockettes combined,

-whoever they are. -Pop and pop!

I love Bob and Ginger. They are spectacular human beings.

But the truth is...

they're never gonna get my picture on the cover of a cereal box.

For that, you need a Russian.

Natasha Goberman makes figure skating champions

as easily as I can fake a smile.

It is my dream to one day train

with someone of her caliber and nationality.

After all, I am the best.

But I need a scrunchie.

How about a barrette?

(SHRIEKS) Don't you know anything about skating?

I do.

-Here. Take mine. -Really?

Yeah. Sure. I'll just use my lucky rubber band instead.

-Thanks. -No prob. Now, go get them.

Let's face it. The karmic brownie points

I just earned would be invaluable in today's competition.

Not that I need any help.

I'm a lock to win.

Or so I thought.

My lucky rubber band was kind of old.

And who knew that rubber didn't retain its integrity as long as a scrunchie?

Oh, well, the damage was done.

(AUDIENCE CHEERS AND APPLAUDS)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

Push!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Was it my Axel?

And your lutzes and your spins.

And that dress? Come on.

KATELIN: While the criticism wasn't very nice,

it certainly wasn't unfounded.

They say you're either a Britney or a Christina.

But here on the ice, you're either a Kristi Yamaguchi

or a Tonya Harding.

Both have their merits, but only one has a gold medal.

-Have you seen her legs? -Uh, she's such a klutz.

-Did you see her fall? -It's a sad fact.

KATELIN: They were all Tonyas.

It was a tiny over-rotation, not a bad perm on school picture day.

Oh, don't worry about a thing. I don't think anyone even noticed.

And besides, the rest of your routine was ice.

The judges love you.

KATELIN: Liars. All of them.

But what can you do?

We all need comforting at a time like this.

I was terrible! I know. I know.

What was I thinking? Where's my scrunchie?

-BOB: Katelin... -GINGER Honey.

...with your technical score and choreography...

...they couldn't deduct a single point. (CHUCKLES)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING AND WHISTLING)

KATELIN: They deducted five points.

So maybe I'm not the best skater in the world yet.

But with the right coaching and the right scrunchie,

-one day, I'm going to be. -Let's break training.

-Who wants a frozen yogurt? -Frozen yogurt?

-Excuse me. I'm... -(BOB AND GINGER GASP)

-Natasha Goberman! -Natasha Goberman!

Ah, you know my work.

There isn't a skater or a coach worth her salchow who doesn't.

You flatter me.

Do you mind if I have a word with the girl?

-No. -Go right ahead.

-You wanna talk to me? -No.

I want to make you a star.

(SQUEALS)

Yes! (GIGGLES)

WAITRESS: Here you go.

Sputnik, you were a firecracker on the ice.

Your jumps were miles above any girl out there.

Really? I'm that good?

No. Your artistry is twitchy,

your technique needs training, and a little less with the jazz hands.

-Oh. -But...

you could be that good.

Let me ask you a question.

Why do you skate?

Well, that's easy. Because of the glitter.

Oh.

And because when my blades touch that ice...

wow.

(SIGHS) Out there, I know what I'm supposed to do

and how I'm supposed to act,

and no one can judge me.

Well, except for the judges, of course.

Sometimes I feel like if I don't skate, I'll scream.

And that, my little Sputnik, is why I'm here.

It would be my honor to train you.

KATELIN: Am I dreaming this?

This is no dream.

It's nightmare.

But those who survive it are among the best in the world.

Oh, I wanna be the best in the world.

Then you must train with me at Buckston Academy.

I'm the head coach of the figure skating club.

And with the right coaching, by yours truly...

you could be champion.

(EXHALES)

KATELIN: Champion? Hmm...

-(INDISTINCT COMMENTARY ON TV) -Boarding school?

-Yes, Mom. I have to go. -No, you don't.

There's nothing wrong with the high school you're at now.

-You're getting a fine education. -Mom, this isn't about my education.

-It's about my future. -It's too expensive.

We could use my college money.

Guess again, Katelin.

(SIGHS) Daddy, help.

Oh, we're tapped out, kid. The well is dry.

But I have to train with her.

She's Russian.

Natasha Goberman is the toughest coach on ice.

You wouldn't last a day with her.

-(SCOFFS) Mother! -Now, the only thing you have to do

is go upstairs and bring me down your dirty whites.

Could you hand me the remote before you go?

KATELIN: Ugh! Do you believe they actually let these two reproduce?

(ED SIGHS)

-Hey, Brad. How it goes? -(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

BRADLEY: Do you ever knock?

Geometry homework. Ugh!

Wrong again, Einstein.

They're hockey positions.

-(COMPUTER BEEPS) -See, hockey is just...

geometry... on ice.

Whatev! I have a serious problem.

(SIGHS) What do you want now?

Your rare hockey puck collection.

-Get out! -(KATELIN EXHALES)

Bradley, please. I need the money for tuition.

And you'd be the very first person I thanked on the podium.

Hmm...no!

Ugh! I can't believe how selfish you are.

Me?

You want me to give you my most prized possession

just so you can flunk out of boarding school?

And win a gold medal.

Katelin...

you're the most spoiled, self-absorbed, prima donna twirl girl I've ever met.

I'm not self-absorbed.

I did that walkathon. Ha!

You walked half a block and only raised three dollars

-for "models without mascara." -Okay! Okay!

So the walkathon wasn't my finest hour,

but you don't have to be such a weenie about it.

(SIGHS) I have to get to hockey practice.

Oh, big deal. Hockey, hockey, hockey.

-Get out! -Not until I get my gold medal.

And there better not be one puck missing when I get back

or there won't be a safe place for you to hide.

(HUFFS)

Ms. Goberman, my well is dry.

Do you know what it's like to be so close to your dream

and then have it ripped out from under you just like that?

No.

But I do know what it's like to be shut out

of the first two world championships

and see your future slipping away

quicker than pierogies at Vladimir Putin dinner party.

Huh?

(INHALES SHARPLY) Listen, Sputnik,

I need champion again.

I need you.

Hmm!

I have idea.

Wait here.

I be right back.

Have you lost your mind?

No. And I hate second opinions.

Look, I've got one scholarship position to fill this year,

and it ain't gonna be with her.

-She's spunky. -She's too tiny to play hockey.

Ah, but that's her advantage.

She can get in and out of places your girls couldn't even dream of.

But those legs!

You are looking at the only skater under 16 years of age

who has ever done a triple Axel in competition.

-Really? -Would I lie?

-To get what you want? -Would I lie to you, Morty?

Natasha, my team is bad enough as it is.

This recruitment's my one chance to get some fresh blood in the lineup.

I'd owe you.

What you say?

Huh. Well... the way I see it, there are only three things

that are gonna get your figure skater on my hockey team.

-Yes? -You, me, and a restaurant by the sea.

Pick me up at 8:00.

A scholarship?

Oh, I can't believe it.

Welcome to Buckston Academy.

You start hockey training in a week.

Hockey? (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Don't you mean figure skating?

No. This school doesn't offer scholarship for figure skating.

No high school or college in the country does.

How unfair is that, America?

But I can't play hockey.

I'm only getting a C-minus in geometry.

What does that have to do hockey?

You'd have to ask my brother, although I don't recommend it.

Plus, those uniforms are hideous.

I can't do it.

Katelin, listen to me.

Everyone knows you cannot pull fish out of pond without labor.

Do you want to train with me?

-Yes. -Do you want to be the best?

-Yes! -Do you want your face on cereal box?

-More than anything! -Then there is no alternative.

You will play hockey.

Here is your schedule.

When will I find time to train?

In the blocks I marked in red.

Now, go get your fish.

(DOG BARKING)

-Wow. -(KATELIN GIGGLES)

What's going on? I thought we couldn't play hockey in the house?

Oh, didn't you hear? Katelin got a hockey scholarship.

-What? -(ED SIGHS)

-She doesn't even know how to play! -Come on, Bradley.

How hard can it be? I just scored three points off of dad.

You mean she... But I'm the one...

Are you kidding me?

It's no joke. (CHUCKLING)

-Oh, that's four. -See? (LAUGHS)

-Wow. This is so easy. -(BRADLEY HUFFING)

-(ED SIGHS) -(KATELIN LAUGHING)

(SIGHS) Hm.

Mom, you're not still sad, are you?

I'm not sad.

I'm excited.

I think this boarding school's gonna be a great thing for you.

My little girl's growing up.

Yes, she is.

Okay, kids, in the trunk.

What about leaving the plushies at home?

Mom, I can't go to school without my old friends.

This is a chance for you to meet new friends...

real ones this time.

Mom, I'm not going to Buckston Academy to make friends.

I'm going there to skate.

Yeah. You're gonna learn that there's a lot more to life

than figure skating.

(INHALES DEEPLY) Not for me.

There could be.

No.

KATELIN: I thought balance was balance,

but I can barely stand on these hockey skates.

Life is a game, Eagles!

Hockey is not.

And when you stepped onto this ice today...

Excuse me. I'm totally lost.

Could someone please tell me where the girls' hockey team's practicing?

We are the girls hockey team.

Oh.

Right on.

Kingsford, you're late!

Uh...

Uh, where was I?

Life is a game, ladies.

Hockey is not.

-Is he for real? -Shh!

When you stepped out onto my ice today everything that you believe to be truth

-is no longer true. -KATELIN: I can do this.

If I wanna be the best, I have to do this.

-(COACH TALKING INDISTINCTLY) They're just girls, just like me,

except bigger and meaner

with unconditioned hair.

Oh, I can do this.

-I can do this. -We are a unit on this ice.

We all operate together.

And when you put those jerseys on,

you made a commitment to give your lives to me.

-Now... -Coach.

What? What? What? What, Spencer? I'm on a roll here.

What's up with number 36?

-What's going on? -Oh. She's, um...

She's our secret weapon.

-But she could barely keep her helmet up. -It's all part of the strategy.

All part of the strategy, Spencer.

Now, may I continue?

Proceed.

That commitment began the moment you stepped on this ice today,

and it won't stop until you give me your last breath...

-Hey. -...or a championship ring.

Yeah. Well, why don't we just make a promise to do our best out there,

-all right, ladies? -Didn't he say this last year?

GIRL: That's right.

Sorry. These shoulder pads are so not from our generation.

Here, Katelin.

-Why don't you try this on for size? -Oh, okay.

Oh, wow. I love the fit. But do you think I can get it in orange?

Yeah. That's on the top of my list. All right, ladies. Let's practice.

-(WHISTLE BLOWS) -GIRL: Okay.

-Move, girls! Move! Let's go! -(GIRLS CLAMORING)

-Let's go, 36! Move! Move! Move! -Come on, ladies! Pick it up!

What are you doing?

Let's go! Hustle!

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

-(KATELIN GRUNTS) -(GIRLS LAUGHING)

COACH: Somebody get her up.

Note to self, no toe pick.

Must practice stopping on edges. Okay.

Come on, girls! Move! Move! Move! Let's go! Let's go!

Come on! Dig, girls! Dig!

-(GIRLS SHOUTING) -(KATELIN WHIMPERING)

Come on! Come on! Come on.

The kid's got potential.

-She's bootsy. -I know. She's great.

Bootsy means terrible.

I know that.

Come on, girls! Let's move it! Move it!

Let's go! Come on!

Thirty-six, you're a disaster out there!

You're not supposed to hit the cones.

You avoid the cones!

All right. Fine. You know what? Yeah. Just ignore those.

Yeah. They're just in your way.

-Ignore the cones. -SPENCER: That's great.

-(WHISTLE BLOWS) -COACH: Up... and down.

-Up... -(GIRLS GRUNTING)

...and down.

Up and down.

Come on, 36. Up. Down. Up. Down.

Excuse me, but I am not a number. I have a name, and it's Katelin.

Oh, really? Well, I have another one for you... useless.

Up. Down. Up. Down.

Up...and down.

-(SCHOOL BELL RINGS) -Bradley! Bradley! The Robo Wars.

-The Robo Wars are coming. -Yeah, I know. Calm down, will ya?

-I already entered. -You did?

But what about hockey practice every day? How are you gonna do them both?

I'm not playing anymore.

-But you love hockey. -Yeah, I know, but...

What's the point?

GIRL 1: It's all right. Feels a little better.

GIRL 2: Did you get more rotation out of it?

-GIRL 1: Yeah. -GIRL 2: Yeah.

(HIP-HOP PLAYING ON STEREO)

(MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

My bad.

(MUSIC RESUMES)

Oh, man. (GROANS)

Wake me up when the semester's over.

Well, ladies...

that could have gone better,

but I'm sure that's no indication of how the season will turn out,

right, Eagles?

-Right, Eagles? -Right.

Hollywood,

I thought you told me you were training this summer?

Yeah. You'd never know by your skating.

Mojo...

the puck isn't going to magically find your stick.

Ha ha! Not yet it isn't.

Ronnie, don't even get me started.

As captain, you got to keep these girls in line out there.

They look to you as an example.

Especially the freshman.

How you feeling, kid?

Little tired?

If my legs could talk, they'd scream.

It'll get better. You just need a little rest.

If she got any more rest, she'd have bed sores.

-(LAUGHS) -Hey, stow it!

All right, ladies, pick up your practice schedules

on the way out, and I will see everybody

bright eyed and bushy-tailed

tomorrow morning, 7 AM.

-(GASPS) 7:00 AM? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-You're breaking my heart. -Coach!

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -I don't know about that.

If I wanna be the best, I have to do this.

Oh. Who am I kidding?

That's right. I'm quitting.

(INHALES) I don't think so, kid.

You're on the team until I say you're not.

Uh, you can't be serious.

Oh, I am serious.

I broke a lot of rules to get you that scholarship,

and if you quit now, people will start asking questions.

And if people ask questions, people get answers.

And if people get the right answers,

I could be in a lot of trouble, you follow?

You lost me at, "Oh, I don't think so, kid."

Okay.

Let me make this perfectly clear.

You keep coming to practice,

I keep my job.

Uh, so I have no say in this matter at all?

None.

But you play your cards right,

you won't have to play a single game.

You'd really bench me?

Oh, that's the nicest thing anyone's done for me

-since I've gotten here. -Yeah. Yeah. I'm an angel of mercy.

Go change, will you? Oh, hey,

and I would keep my mouth shut about the figure skating club

-if I were you. -Why?

Because you don't wanna give these girls any other reason to skin you alive.

I've always hated figure skaters.

I got no idea why.

Maybe it's the leotards, I think...

or the glitter.

I love the glitter. (LAUGHS)

Yeah.

Well, you just do what I say,

and we'll both get through this season with our feathers intact.

Feathers?

You're an Eagle now.

Oh, right.

Go team. Ha ha!

Go change.

Hi.

I'm Amy Henderson.

Left wing.

Katelin Kingsford.

Moderate conservative?

Funny.

-I saw you at practice today. You were... -Yeah. I'd rather not talk about that.

You were awesome.

Yeah, well, you'll get better.

Hmm. Honestly, my plan is just to stay alive.

No worries. It's not so rough.

Except for, like, the checking, and the sticking,

and, uh... Oh, I should apologize in advance for my snoring.

You snore. Huh.

It's actually really more of, like, a whistle.

-Where did you get that? -The Danbury Pro Shop.

You like?

Me love.

It's hysterical.

It is?

She makes me wanna hurl.

Kristi Yamaguchi?

Those twirl girls?

(SCOFFS) They should not be allowed to call that skating.

I don't know, I mean,

(CHUCKLES) sure looks like a lot of hard work to me.

Oh, please. The skate club here is, like, the biggest joke on campus.

I mean, you should see some of those puny, plushy-collecting freaks.

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

So where do we hang our new dart board?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come on in!

Hey, what's up?

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Exhausted.

-Rough practice today. Really rough. -(MOJO CHANTING)

But I love it. The rougher the better.

-Yeah. Whatever. -You guys know Katelin, right?

-Yeah. You sure bruise easily. -(MOJO CONTINUES CHANTING)

Thanks.

What are you doing?

My lucky dance.

Huh?

You wanna win a game this season, don't you?

Sure, I guess.

Then leave me to my business.

-So, Hollywood... -I'm really from Topanga.

RONNIE: We are so doomed.

The freshmen pickings are...

pathetic.

And I just found out Kathy broke her leg skateboarding,

and she's out all season.

Another embarrassing year ahead of us.

We're going to the student center.

All right. We'll see you there.

-Hey, Mojo. -Huh?

Give her an extra shake.

(COUGHS)

(MOJO CHANTING)

She hates me.

Who? Ronnie?

She's a little intense, but she's a great captain.

You just... you got to know how to handle her.

Meditation helps.

(SCOFFS) So would a little lip gloss.

(CHUCKLES)

All right, ladies, show me your lutzes.

Excuse me.

Sorry, sugar,

but I'm number one on this rink.

I think bronze is more your color.

Then you know absolutely nothing about colorology.

I'm a summer.

Shelby Singer.

I thought you retired.

I'm only 17.

It's not like I'm 20.

Oh, no, no, no. See, I didn't mean that in a bad way.

What I meant to say is I am a huge fan.

Save the sunshine for the cameras.

Ouch.

Pamela, you're up.

No amount of teeth is going to convince the judges or me

-that you did not over-rotate. -But, Ms. Goberman, I was...

-I was going to... -Pamela, on the ice,

as in the chicken coop, the eggs do not teach the hens.

Next.

Well, we both know that was a flutz and not a lutz.

Back of the line.

Next.

And that, ladies, is how you perform a double lutz.

Thank you, Sputnik. (CHUCKLES)

Next.

Oh, yeah? Well, I heard it was either boarding school or jail for her.

Really?

Did her last routine bore someone to death?

(PAMELA GIGGLES)

As unamusing as your little story might be,

truth is she's here on a hockey scholarship.

Hockey player?

-(HEATHER GIGGLES) -Oh, my. That's even worse.

Did you see her tape from sectionals?

She's pretty good.

I saw it.

-And we dress our help in better outfits. -(HEATHER GIGGLES)

I don't care how she dresses. I think she can skate.

I think she better stay off my ice.

HEATHER: And who choreographed her routine?

Clumsy the clown?

-(PAMELA LAUGHS) -Stop right there.

Say what you want about me or my costumes or ice hockey in general,

but when you insult Bob and Ginger, that is where I draw the line.

-Oh, I'm sorry, but around here... -Whatever you have to say,

save it for the ice,

because that's where I'll be doing all of my talking.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Oh, Kristi, I promise,

one day we'll look back at this and laugh.

(GASPS)

Oh. Hi, Mr. Jablonsky.

You hungry?

-Starving. -(KATELIN LAUGHS)

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

And I mean that. (LAUGHS)

Sure thing, kid.

(ROCK MUSIC BLARING)

Whatev.

What... What are you doing up so late?

Exam tomorrow.

What are you doing out so late?

Uh... practicing my slap shot. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Whatev.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

But it's so hard here.

I'm sure you're just exaggerating just a little bit.

Hardly at all.

-Hmm, I told you this was gonna be hard. -Yeah, but, Mom,

I can't get a break anywhere.

Remember, this is what you wanted.

Hey, do you still want that pink sweater you got from grandma last year?

With the butterflies?

No. Why?

I'm having an internet garage sale,

getting rid of some of your old junk.

(SCOFFS) I go away to school, and now you're selling my stuff?

It's just stuff we don't need.

So have you made any friends?

-Just the janitor. -Oh. Well, that's a start.

Say hello for me.

Sure thing.

-Bye. -(PHONE BEEPS)

Is all right, Tasha.

What did I think?

Do not make elephant out of fly.

Hmm.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-GIRL 1: I'm psyched. -GIRL 2: I know.

(POP MUSIC PLAYS)

Just when you learned the game of life

All the rules changed overnight

Whoa, oh, oh, go figure

What's with the eyeshadow?

Oh, well, you'd be surprised how important presentation is out there.

...the center of the story

Nervous?

About what?

The game.

Oh. Don't worry about that.

See, I've been playing my cards right.

I don't think I'll be playing very much.

-Do you? -All right, Eagles, let's fly!

-Let's ride! Let's go! -(GIRLS CHEERING)

Hey, remind me to change this, okay?

All right.

We're here at the Buckston Arena where the Eagles are taking a beating

from the Tarrytown Tigers, five to nothing.

(AUDIENCE YELLING)

You wanna put her in the game?

-Well, she's here to play, isn't she? -Yes, but we're losing.

Then I say it's time for our secret weapon.

She's on scholarship, so she has to play, right?

(SIGHS) Right.

Katelin!

What?

-Get in there. -Huh! I don't think so.

Now!

Does anyone else think this is going to go horribly, horribly wrong?

RONNIE: Give her the puck.

(KATELIN GRUNTS)

-Face-off center ice. -(LAUGHS)

Tigers center steals the puck

-and drives it toward the Eagles' goal. -Hey!

Come on! Come on! Come on! Beat her! Beat her! Beat her!

Why do you want him to play Katelin so badly?

It's one way of getting her to quit.

Please don't pass it. Please. Please don't pass it.

Ronnie is... Oh! The Tigers slam her.

They steal the puck and head down the ice.

Come on, Katelin! Stay with her!

Come on, Katelin!

-Come on! -What do you think you are doing?

-I'm doing the best I can. -She could get hurt.

She'll be fine.

Oh.

Oh.

Your first job was to keep her on the bench.

I'm getting too much heat from the coaching staff.

-Take her off the ice this instant. -My hands are tied.

-Eagles drive down the ice... -Katelin, block for me.

Don't worry.

She's met by the Tigers defense.

Oh! And Kingsford leaves her hanging out to dry.

-That's it! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

COMMENTATOR: The final buzzer sounds.

-And the Tigers... -Uh-uh. She's a Tonya.

But what's this?

What kind of a hockey player runs away from a fight?

The kind who doesn't want to break a nail.

COMMENTATOR: Lafedora jumps into the air and takes Kingsford down.

Oh, that's got to hurt.

-Let me at her! -COACH: That's delinquent behavior,

princess Ronnie!

Maybe you'd like to think about it on the bench for the entire season!

Would that make you happy?

Huh?

I knew you were gonna be trouble from the moment I saw you.

-Hey! She... -But I thought you were gonna quit

after the first week, so I didn't say nothing.

-But I... -Spare me, 36.

Hello?

She jumped me. (SCOFFS)

You got off easy.

What? She tackled me.

Compared to what she should have done to you,

you got off easy.

I wasn't even supposed to play.

You weren't?

No. Uh...

I... I mean, I'm a freshman

and, uh, I didn't think I'd get that much ice time.

-You didn't? -(SIGHS)

Why is everyone so mad at me?

Because you were supposed to block for her.

You were her guard and you let her down...

literally.

Let me see the bump.

I'll go get a mop.

No!

I'll get it.

You wait here.

Just hurry.

Aha!

-Don't say it. -I knew it!

I said don't say it.

-You're a twirl girl? -Shh!

Will you be quiet? This is not a soundproof booth, you know.

This is off the hook.

I cannot wait to tell...

No. I can't tell anyone.

Uh-uh.

Do you know what they would do to you if they found out about this?

Yes. They'd skin me alive.

-Ooh, if you were lucky. -Ugh.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

(AMY LAUGHS)

It's all so bootsy.

I know.

Why didn't you tell me?

After what you did to my Kristi Yamaguchi poster, how could I?

-Oh, that. -Mm-hmm.

That's just healthy rivalry between the sports.

You threw darts at her.

-So it's not so healthy. -Hmm.

But it... it's just because I've never met one before.

Now you have.

Why put yourself through all that just for figure skating?

Because, unlike my performance on the hockey rink,

I'm a great figure skater,

and I wanna be the best.

When I'm on the ice and I nail a routine,

and I mean really nail it.

And my heart is racing,

and the audience jumps to their feet, it's like...

Like that hat trick I scored back in pee-wee hockey.

Yeah, I guess.

-(AMY SIGHS) -(KATELIN LAUGHS)

BRADLEY: Look at Destructo go!

Yeah. Let's see Katelin build one of these.

What?

That's why you quit hockey, right?

The competition?

No. I told you, I quit because it was pointless.

(DOG BARKING)

Buddy. Buddy, no.

Watch out.

(CONTROLLER BEEPING)

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Uh-oh. It's coming back.

Run, Hooner, run!

Bradley, it's not responding!

It's shorted.

(BRADLEY AND HOONER SCREAMING)

(ELECTRICAL WHIRRING)

Back to the drawing board.

There.

That's what I want.

Focus. Still.

Champion.

Champion?

-Not on my watch. -(BOOK SLAMMING SHUT)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-Come on. -Right?

Katelin!

Congratulations.

You made the front page.

Just say what you want and get it over with,

'cause I'm too tired to fight everyone today.

Oh, stop it.

I'm trying to apologize.

I know I've been hard on you,

but, come on, you're my only serious competition here.

Sorry, Heather.

I have to be a little jealous, right?

-Of course you did. -And to make it up to you,

I'd like to invite you to a party tomorrow night.

-A party? -Yeah.

Oh, I can't.

I have a 9:00 workout.

-At night? -Yeah.

Natasha's working with my crazy schedule.

How sweet of her.

Well, it's too bad you're not going to make the party.

The whole skate club will be there,

except for you, of course.

Well, I guess I could go for a little while.

(KATELIN CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

-BOY 1: Oh, yeah. -BOY 2: Cut it out.

-BOY 3: No, man. -BOY 1: Oh, you can't be serious.

Yeah. I'm totally serious.

Yeah, I'll catch up with you guys later, all right?

-Hurry up. -(SPENCER'S FRIENDS LAUGHING)

SPENCER: Hey, Katelin.

-What are you doing here? -I'm reading The Great Gatsby.

-What does it look like I'm doing? -I'm just surprised.

It's not like you're the team's most dedicated player.

It's not dedication. It's self-preservation.

Don't you have anything better to do than to harass me?

No.

Okay. What's it gonna take to get you off my ice?

A restraining order?

Well...

I got a better idea.

Okay, secret weapon,

you get that puck past me and I promise

I'll never say another word about you again.

I get this puck past you,

and you promise you'll never say another word

to me again.

-Deal. -Deal.

Wow.

That was...

You promised.

And hold the position.

-(ELECTRICAL FIZZLING) -Bradley, that's it! Get in here!

Breathe in through your nose...

What on earth are you doing?

Nothing.

...and out.

Okay. It's just a residual effect of the electromagnetic field

I'm trying to generate for my new robot.

Is it absolutely necessary?

I'm trying to relax here.

And I'm trying to build a robot

this family can be proud of.

We're proud of you, Bradley.

I was talking about the robot.

-TV YOGA INSTRUCTOR: And hold. -Well, how's it coming?

Well, I need someone to discharge the excess static,

and Dad's at work.

-You need help? -TV YOGA INSTRUCTOR: Breathe in...

Well, so do I.

(SIGHS) Help me get down from here.

-TV YOGA INSTRUCTOR: ...and out. -(LINDA GROANS)

-(LINDA LAUGHS) -Focus.

Oh.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

Hey, Katelin.

Party, party!

You guys, this party is so great.

I can't believe I almost missed it.

Oh, no! Katelin, we're out of paper cups.

Would you be a dove and go get another stack

from the supply room?

Party, party. I'm on it.

Are you sure this is a good idea?

Are you getting private coaching from Natasha?

-No. -Me either.

It's time we brought little Sputnik down to earth.

(LOCK CLICKS)

(HEATHER GIGGLES)

(GASPS) Oh!

(WHIMPERS)

Help! Anybody?

Help! Anybody?

Help! Any...

Oh!

(WHIMPERS)

Help! Anybody?

Help!

Help!

-(KNOCKING CONTINUES) -KATELIN: Help!

Help.

Anybody?

Katelin?

What time is it?

It's 9:45. What...

What...

-BOY 1: Whoa. -BOY 2: Nice.

Look at that.

Katelin?

Spare me, Spencer.

Who is that?

Just like this.

Holy Kristi Yamaguchi. Am I dreaming this?

No.

Now, remember, keep your knees bent

and tilt your head a little bit to the side.

Now, let's see it.

Very nice.

Pamela.

This is no dream.

This could have been you out there.

I invited Kristi down here as a little encouragement

for all your hard work,

but I think I might have been wrong about you.

All right. Now, let's see. Arm up.

Bring your arm back.

Great, Pamela. Nice job.

But, Ms. Goberman, I didn't...

Ms. Kingsford, whatever is going on with you

is obviously between you and your hairdresser.

You are wasting my time.

-I didn't... -No. No.

You could have been training with Kristi.

You were late.

Something was obviously more important to you.

So you blew it.

(SIGHS)

(MS. GOBERMAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Anything wrong besides your...

hair matching your pants?

Ms. Goberman hates me.

That old Russian bear?

She's not so scary.

But she is the best coach out there,

and you're lucky to be training with her.

You know, she told me she thinks

you could be one of the best.

She did?

She's not too free with compliments.

Sorry I got to take off so quickly,

but maybe next time I'm around, we can skate together.

If there is a next time?

Listen, Katelin,

Natasha says you've got talent,

but you have to decide if you want this enough

to go the distance.

MS. GOBERMAN: Beautiful.

Thanks.

MS. GOBERMAN: Good.

(POP MUSIC PLAYS)

Ah, B-plus. Woo-hoo!

-What did you get? -HEATHER: I aced it.

RONNIE: Hey, Katelin.

Hey, what?

What are you doing here?

I have no idea anymore.

(DIAL TONE)

Bob? Ginger?

-We're here, honey. -What's wrong?

How did you know anything was wrong?

I had one of my feelings.

I made a big mistake.

I'm coming home.

Well, you hurry back to us.

And with the new skating season just around the corner...

GINGER: We're gonna pick up your training

-right where you left off. -Yeah.

Who needs a Russian when we can take you

right to the top of the Junior Novice Championship?

Oh.

Oh, she's upset.

-(DOG BARKING) -(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(KATELIN SOBBING)

Yes! I knew it!

Pay up, Dad.

(GASPS) You were betting I would quit?

No, kitten. I was betting you wouldn't.

-(GASPS) -What? Easy money.

Just like your walkathon.

Oh, not that again. Mom?

Well, honey, I can't say I didn't see this coming.

How could you say that?

You thought I would fail?

My own mother.

(KATELIN SOBBING)

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

(GASPS)

What did you do with my bed?

I needed the space.

My Internet business is taking off.

You sold my bed on the Internet?

No. I just... I just moved it to the garage until semester break.

I thought you would have at least called before you quit.

(SIGHS)

LINDA: Oh, honey.

I'm so sorry.

This is the last thing I wanted to see happen.

My plushies are not junk.

What kind of monster are you?

(KATELIN SOBBING)

-(DOG BARKING) -(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

KATELIN: Frankie and Dee Dee.

Oh, and there's Suki and Patches and Jeannie.

Guys, what are we gonna do?

What is all this stuff?

Oh, wow.

I knew you skated. You taught me.

But I didn't know about all this.

You were a twirl girl?

Guilty.

Look at all these medals.

You were really good.

I was gonna be the best.

What happened?

Gravity.

And weak ankles.

Then I had you and Bradley.

Why didn't you ever tell me about any of this before?

I was scared.

Maybe even a little jealous.

Oh, Mom.

I'm sorry if I was hard on you,

if I didn't seem like the most supportive mother,

but I know how hard that life is.

Believe it or not, I was trying to protect you.

I didn't want to see you disappointed.

Where are you going?

Well, I've realized two things tonight.

One, that despite my performance in the walkathon,

you and dad did not raise a quitter,

and two, with all my hockey training, I have stronger ankles than you.

I'm going back to Buckston.

I'm gonna finish what I started, and I'm gonna kick some ice.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Where's our little girl?

Bob, Ginger...

You don't have to say a word.

Pop and dazzle, sweetheart,

pop and dazzle.

Good luck, Kitten.

It's Katelin, daddy.

Katelin.

Could this get any worse?

Oh, darling.

Hey, Bradley, I believe you owe me 20.

You'll do great.

GIRL 1: Wow, I mean, that test was so harsh.

-GIRL 2: He said that? -GIRL 3: Yeah, right.

I don't even know who you're talking about.

Oh, yeah.

Let's go, girls. (CHUCKLES)

(POP MUSIC PLAYS)

Nice, ladies, nice.

Nice, nice.

Way to go, Katelin.

You know what we got here, Spencer?

-What? -We got a team.

-We got a class "A" team. -A class "A" team this year.

-Nice. -Nice.

COACH: Looking sharp, ladies, looking sharp.

You okay there?

I got it. Here we go.

-A little bit too much. -I know.

-All right! -Way to go, Katelin!

Let's go.

(GASPS) Bradley was right!

(CLASS MUTTERING)

I'm telling you now, Morty,

as sure as the Gulf Coast gull flies west,

you will keep Katelin off the ice,

or you have not heard the last of Natasha Goberman.

-GIRL 1: We can take them, girls. -GIRL 2: Yeah, yeah.

-Better than they are. -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-GIRL 3: Easy street. -GIRL 1: They're going down.

-GIRL 2: Stay in the zone. -GIRL 1: Yeah.

Here, let me help you with that.

Thanks.

(CHUCKLES) Is that glitter?

Presentation is very important out there.

I like it.

You sparkle.

So do you. (LAUGHS)

-(GIRL HOOTS) -COACH: Eagles on three.

One, two, three!

-Eagles! -Eagles!

-Let's go! -(GIRLS CHEERING)

COMMENTATOR: Wildcats two, Eagles one,

with 15 minutes to play in the last period.

Hollywood, get it! Come on, Hollywood, get up!

Come on, you've seen me in practice. Put me in. I can do it.

Sit down, Katelin. I know what's best for the team.

We might actually be able to tie this one.

Obviously, you don't know what's best for the team

'cause we could actually win this one.

Sit.

Sit!

Or I'll bench you for the rest of the season.

(HUFFS)

A break in the action now as Mary "Mojo" Johnson

-is taken from the ice. -I broke my wishbone!

Check her collarbone while you're at it.

We need Katelin, coach.

Becky! You're in.

(AUDIENCE SHOUTING)

Katelin is our secret weapon, coach.

The big girls can't touch her. She moves like lightning.

-We need her. -No.

More than you need your little Russian friend.

You know?

I'm the only one who knows.

So far.

Put her in.

Katelin!

On the ice.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

I'm on it.

You better be right about this.

COMMENTATOR: Lafedora drives down the ice, looking for an open Eagle.

-She spots freshman... -Hand me the puck!

COMMENTATOR: ...Katelin Kingsford but does not pass it.

Lafedora's blocked, loses it,

but Amy "Hollywood" Henderson picks up the puck.

She shoots! She scores!

And unbelievably the score is tied at two,

and the crowd goes crazy.

Kingsford charges with the puck,

she's blocked by two Wildcats,

takes her shot, and, oh,

-she goes down. -(KATELIN GRUNTS)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Kingsford really hammered on that play.

-You okay? -I'm fine.

(PLAYERS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

What's with the shirt?

It's for my chi. Mandarin's my power color.

-What? -Colorology.

It helps my game.

Whatever.

You sure you wanna play?

I'm not quitting. There's two minutes left.

Okay, then.

-Go get them. -(KATELIN SCOFFS)

What's gotten into her?

COMMENTATOR: Ronnie's stuck in a corner. Out of nowhere in comes Kingsford.

She needles in, gets the puck...

The acute angle is equal and opposite...

Ugh!

COMMENTATOR: Penalty, Wildcats.

REFEREE: Number 21, penalty...

COMMENTATOR: Oh, no. It looks like

there might be some trouble down on the ice.

You want a piece of me?

No, honey. I want the whole thing.

Come on. What kind of hockey player runs away from a fight?

Way to go, Kat.

Thanks, but I could've handled it on my own.

Yeah.

But you don't have to.

Good job.

COMMENTATOR: The game is tied at two apiece, five seconds left to play,

and the Eagles get one last shot at the goal.

Katelin to Ronnie.

Ronnie takes the shot.

-(BUZZER SOUNDS) -She scores!

They did it! They did it!

Buckston Eagles have won their first game of the season.

Get ready to party, Kat.

We're celebrating.

Me? Really?

Yeah, you!

We haven't won a game in three years.

Oh, unless of course there's something else you need to do again.

No.

Well, come on, then.

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yeah.

(SONG CHANGES)

Woo-hoo!

I can't believe how much fun it is to have friends.

You don't have any friends?

I have competition.

And they don't let you forget about it.

Well, that stinks.

It did.

-This music is... -Hip-hop.

I was gonna say phat.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)

(BEEPING)

It's alive.

Sweet.

(BOTH GRUNT)

If we play like we did last game,

we just might make something out of the rest of the season.

You think?

I know.

We were great.

What, you don't think so?

Well, our game was on,

but I think I know how we can be better.

What are you thinking, Kat?

And over

and up

and over, and down.

This is ridiculous.

You're making us into twirl girls, Katelin.

I am not. This is ballet.

It will help improve your balance

and agility on the ice.

-Trust me. -Just keep moving.

She knows what she's talking about.

KATELIN: Over and up

and over and down...

What do you have against figure skaters anyway?

Everybody thinks only boys play hockey

and girls should just skate around

in circles in frilly dresses.

That's right.

Well, they do more than that.

And down and over...

They make it totally impossible for us to get any respect.

Which is why we must respect ourselves first.

Plus, I could never get my butt that high off the ice,

unless it was flying over someone's stick.

-(ALL LAUGH) -Enough chatter.

We have plies to perfect.

-And over... -(MOJO GASPING)

-(SCREAMS) -(ALL LAUGH)

Is this really going to help?

(POP MUSIC PLAYS)

Hey.

Eagles shoot!

Score! Another win for the Buckston Eagles!

(CHEERING)

KATELIN: I knew it, Mojo.

You're spring.

Another victory for the Eagles.

They are unstoppable.

I hate to admit it but...

I was wrong about you, Katelin.

-You can call me 36. -(BELL TOLLING)

I said I was wrong.

I'm listening.

I can't believe the effect you're having on them.

It's like they're a whole new team.

Pretty amazing.

Oh, no, it's 4 o'clock.

I... I'm gonna be late. Spence, I have to go now.

Hold on, Cinderella. I know.

Trust me, you don't, and I can't explain.

-I have to go. -Skate club, right?

Skate club?

Listen, I knew something was whack at the tryouts,

so I followed you one day.

(SCOFFS) Stalker!

Katelin.

So now you know.

I've known for a while. (SIGHS)

And you didn't say anything?

I thought I could use it against you later.

Nice.

Then I wanted to see how long

you'd keep up that pace.

Ta-da!

Then I just wanted to see you.

Spencer.

Come on. Let's get you to your practice.

And again.

Get up, Shelby.

I can't.

Can't or won't?

What's the difference?

That's exactly the attitude

that cost you your medal.

(RECEDING FOOTSTEPS)

(SHELBY CRYING)

(BATHROOM DOOR CLOSES)

Shelby?

Go away.

Please, open up.

SHELBY: Can't you just leave me alone?

I wanna help.

I've been in this business too long to believe that. (SNIFFLES)

Oh, Shelby, no, no, no.

I... I know that you're under a lot of pressure,

and I know Natasha's criticism can be harsh,

but steroids are not the answer.

I'm not on steroids. I'm diabetic.

Oh.

Yeah, oh.

But I read all your bios and...

It's not something I advertise.

Last thing I want is the judges' pity

when I get so much of it on my own.

-(SIGHS) -Wanna get a frozen yogurt?

-Sugar-free. -(CHUCKLES)

I'm a has-been.

(SCOFFS) That's ridiculous.

Really?

'Cause I've spent my whole life skating and training and performing,

and what do I have to show for it?

Nothing.

-Are you kidding? -You won three world championships,

and you skated at Salt Lake.

Yeah, but I didn't place.

And without a gold medal, they won't even remember my name.

But your skating is so tight this year.

I'm working twice as hard as I ever have just trying to make the team.

Then you came along.

This season's new Sputnik.

You're good.

Really good.

I don't know what I'm gonna do if I don't make it this year.

Look, Shelby,

I never thought I'd say this but...

there's more to life than figure skating.

Talk to me when you're 17.

Two frozen yogurts, please.

So you see, as long as Ronnie and Hollywood

stay inside the obtuse angle and...

-(INDSTINCT MUMBLING) -Hm?

I know. I didn't really get it at first either,

but it's way cool. Just watch.

No, no, I get it. This is gonna work.

Hey, what's going on in here?

I think Katelin just found a way

to raise the team's G.P.A.

And win the game on Saturday.

You go, girl!

MOJO: Oh, my gosh.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

-GIRL 1: Yeah. (LAUGHS) -GIRL 2: Good idea.

All right. We're gonna do the wave.

Everyone ready? Here we go. Ready? Go!

(ALL CHEERING)

One more time! Here we go. Ready?

(ALL CHEERING)

COMMENTATOR: Ronnie drives with the puck,

-and... she scores! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

COMMENTATOR: Oh, was that a jumping demi-plie?

Listen to the crowd roar as the Eagles continue the rampage

of the Matawan Huskies.

-They lead four to one. -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

Final buzzer sounds. And how about that,

-the Eagles, against all odds... -(CAWS)

...have captured the East Coast Division semi-finals.

-All right! -(ALL CHEERING)

All right, ladies, you play like that on the 19th,

and the championship is ours!

The championship.

I haven't been able to say that word in seven years.

Championship.

All right, ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies,

celebrate a little,

sleep a lot,

and I'll see you tomorrow for speed drills.

-Championship. -Woo!

Wait a minute. Wait.

Did he just say the 19th of this month?

Oh, yeah.

KATELIN: It's the same day as the Senior National.

Oh, no.

No. No, no, no, no. I know what you're thinking.

Kat, you can't miss the National if you wanna go to the Olympics.

-But... -No.

-But... -No.

(SIGHS) But...

-No. -(SIGHS)

Katelin, it troubles me to say this,

but a girl who sits between two chairs

may fall down easily.

What are you talking about? I'm standing.

I am talking about if you don't know what to do

then you have been checked into the boards

one too many times.

They're my friends.

Friends? Who has friends?

Have I taught you nothing?

We are talking about the Olympic qualifier.

Something you could only dream about before me.

I owe them something.

What about what you owe yourself?

I hate to break it to you, Sputnik,

but this light only shines on us once every four years.

And when it goes out, the world forgets

all about little girls in tights and sequins.

This is your shot.

This is your moment.

And what you do with it will define you for the rest of your life.

SPENCER: Thought I'd find you here.

You're a natural.

I take after my mother.

So, what are you gonna do?

Oh, I have no idea.

Well, watching you now, it seems pretty obvious.

I used to think so,

but there's nothing like the rush of a two-on-one breakaway

with a wrist shot to the sweet spot. (LAUGHS)

Well said.

Aren't you afraid you're gonna get hurt playing hockey, though?

If I didn't play for the Eagles, I wouldn't be able to fly like one.

Oh, Kristi Yamaguchi, take me away!

But it's not my decision.

(SCOFFS) You tried to tell me what to do my whole life,

and now you want me to think for myself?

Shocking, I know.

I just don't want to let you down.

Honey, you'd only be letting me down

if I thought you were compromising yourself

to please me.

Aha! So you admit it! You want me to skate the National.

No, I want you to be happy.

But, Mom, this is our shot.

No, this is your shot.

-What would you do? -Hmm...

that's not the question I'd be asking myself.

Mm. What would you ask?

What is gonna make you a better woman?

Does that help?

No.

Yes.

(SIGHS) Barely.

I love you, too.

-Thanks, Mom. Bye. -(PHONE BEEPS)

Wow, it's mom's dress.

Ship to Mr. Jablonsky.

Care of Buckston Academy.

TV ANNOUNCER: I'm telling you folks,

Patrick Blitzstone is really the star of the game tonight.

-Look who's here! -Hey, Bob and ginger.

Everybody ready for Saturday?

-We have the schedule. -I'm making cookies.

I didn't know you guys liked hockey.

Hockey?

Honey, what is he talking about?

Oh, the East Coast Championship is this Saturday,

and Katelin's team's in the finals.

Oh, no, Ed.

Katelin has the National this Saturday.

No. Well, she can't do both.

Can't she?

Well, not according to the paper.

-They both start at 5:00. -Yes!

What do you think she'll do?

Well, the National, of course. (LAUGHS)

Well, if I know my Katelin,

that's where I would put my money.

Uh-uh, I wouldn't bet on it.

I would.

(ROBOT BEEPS)

Brad, what's going on?

BRAD: Nothing.

Bradley.

I'm just trying to finish my robot,

and I'm having some scuzzy conflict.

(ROBOT BEEPING)

I sure do miss your hockey days.

Let Katelin play hockey all she wants.

I've got this robot.

You quit hockey because of Katelin?

Well...

I should've been the one with the scholarship, not her.

Hockey was my thing, and she had to take that over, too.

Oh, not again, Bradley.

It's not a competition with your sister.

It's not a competition because she always wins.

Brad, you're the reason she's winning.

If you returned any of her phone calls, you'd know that.

She's using your geometry plays with the Eagles,

and now they're unbeatable.

She's been calling to thank you.

Well, what do you know?

You finally have something in common with your sister.

Really?

Honey, there's room for two hockey players in this house.

You should give her a call.

I have to get back to my robot.

I'll think about it.

(ROBOT BEEPS)

(SIGHS)

Sandwich?

You read my mind. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, thanks, Mr. Jablonsky.

Don't mention it.

NATASHA: (IN VOICEOVER) What you do

will define you for the rest of your life. (ECHOING)

LINDA: (IN VOICEOVER) What's gonna make you a better woman?

Eeny, meeny, miney, mo,

catch a tiger by the toe.

(GROANS)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

It's a grudge match today as the Buckston Eagles

take on the Tarrytown Tigers

for the East Coast Conference Championship.

-(ROARS) -(CAWS)

(INDSTINCT CHATTER)

Ronnie, what's with the tape?

It's for our harmonic convergences.

And if that fails us, coach,

I've mixed up a special something for the championship.

(SPITS) You want?

Uh, no, that... You just save the magic for the ice, Mojo.

-(SIGHS) -Hey.

Any sign of her?

No.

(WHISPERS) Thank God.

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Senior National Championship.

She's listed in the program, Dad. Pay up.

-I don't see her yet. -She'll be here.

Ladies and gentlemen, Cheryl Hanson.

I thought she retired.

(CLASSIC MUSIC PLAYING)

What are you doing? You're making a huge mistake.

Look, I've made a lot of mistakes in my life,

and this is not one of them.

Don't throw away everything you've worked for.

I'm not, Spencer.

I've worked hard for this,

for today, for this game.

As a figure skater, I was all alone, but here I'm a part of something.

I need them, and they need me.

I'm their chi.

The girls would understand.

But I wouldn't.

-GIRL: Hi, Katelin. -Hey. How's the game?

-Katelin! -(SCOFFS) Et tu, Hollywood?

Let's go, Eagles! Woo!

(GRUNTING)

Hollywood and Kingsford break down the ice.

Hollywood passes to Kingsford.

-She shoots. She scores! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

COMMENTATOR: And the Eagles take command one-nothing.

GIRL: Yeah!

Woo!

All right, ladies, let's keep up the steam.

It's still anybody's game.

Everyone in.

Eagles on three.

One, two, three!

ALL: Eagles!

Let's go! Look sharp, girls!

-Look sharp! -SPENCER: Here we go.

COMMENTATOR: Tigers with the puck.

Madsen cuts in,

easily breaks past the Eagles' defense,

sets up for a shot...

-Scores! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

COMMENTATOR: Tigers begin to pounce.

-They shoot. Score! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

Come on, girls.

COMMENTATOR: Tigers in control, Summers open at the point.

-Wrist shot, score! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

COMMENTATOR: Eagles move down the ice, to Hollywood.

Oh, she goes down!

Puck is loose in the corner.

Madsen...

Passes it to the front of the net,

-Tigers score! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

COMMENTATOR: Tigers four, Eagles one

in this slam fest championship game.

Come on, ladies, let's hold this together!

Come on, come on, you got it! You got it!

-(BUZZER SOUNDS) -What was that?

All right, ladies, pull it in! Pull it in!

Let's go! Let's go!

Okay, we're down by three,

-but we are not out of this game yet. -(SNEEZES)

When you take to that ice in two minutes,

I want you to own it.

This is our house.

It's our nest, Eagles!

-GIRL: Right. -Let's show those Tigers

-what we think of Tarrytown, all right? -Right!

All right, let's go, ladies! Let's go!

Come on!

Will you give it up? There's not enough lucky powder

on this planet to help us win this game.

Let's just get it over with.

(SCOFFS) Excuse me, captain,

I don't know about you,

but I didn't skate this hard this season

just to fizzle out like a boy band fan club.

Now let's hear some noise!

-Just get out of my way, Katelin. -Not until I hear some noise.

You guys, did you think the championship game

was actually gonna be easier than any game we've played this season?

We're tired, so what?

We're sore, so what?

Did Kristi Yamaguchi win three national titles,

two world championships, and bring a nation to its feet

when she won a gold medal at the Olympics

just by saying, "let's just get this over with"?

Yama-who?

Guchi!

Well, she didn't, and neither are we.

Come on, you guys, we can do this.

This is our moment.

And more importantly, I did not come here today to lose.

Now let's make Kristi proud!

-(ALL CHEERING) -GIRL: Yeah!

REYNOLDS: Let's go, ladies! Let's go!

COMMENTATOR: Eagles, breaking out of a zone.

Hollywood passes it to Ronnie.

Eagles move down the ice.

To Katelin.

To Mojo, Mojo shoots.

-Scores! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

-Woo! -Yeah!

What are you up to, Bradley?

-(PHONE VIBRATES) -SPENCER: There you go!

Dig it out! Dig it out!

Hello?

No, no, it's Spencer. She's on the ice.

They delayed the program?

Not yet...

but they will.

Just get her here as fast as you can.

Are you sure?

Yeah. No, I'll be there.

Bradley, what are you doing?

I'm getting back on the hockey team.

-MAN 1: I got it! -MAN 2: The robot!

I know that robot.

(CROWD CLAMORING)

-Bradley. -Bradley. (LAUGHS)

-(CROWD LAUGHS) -(MAN GRUNTS)

MAN 1: Come on! Get it!

(GRUNTS)

MAN2: I got it! (GRUNTS)

(CROWD LAUGHS)

(ROBOT ROARS)

COMMENTATOR: The Eagles drive down the ice...

Fakes left, breaks right...

-Eagles shoot, scores! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

(CROWD CHEERS)

COMMENTATOR: Easily break past the defense.

-Hollywood shoots. Scores! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

Yes!

COMMENTATOR: And the Eagles are down by one

with five minutes to go in regulation play.

Lookin' good, Eagles! Lookin' good.

Come on.

Come on. Just a tie.

Just a tie. We can take 'em in overtime.

Stanford, you're in. Let's go, let's go.

Come on, ladies. Keep it sharp! Keep it sharp!

-Let's go! -(CHEERS)

COMMENTATOR: Tigers five, Eagles four.

Katelin's got the breakaway.

Tigers trying to close the gap.

Katelin can't break through.

She goes in,

she's jumping the Tiger defense line...

-Oh, Katelin takes a nasty hip check. -(CROWD GROANS)

COMMENTATOR: The shot goes wide.

-(BUZZER SOUNDS) -Final buzzer sounds,

-and the Tarrytown Tigers... -(CRIES)

...take home the championship.

Way to go, Tigers.

GIRL: Way to go!

-You did it! -What?

You made it through the whole season.

I never thought you'd make it.

Way to show 'em how it's done!

-We'll get 'em next year. -Yeah, we will.

-HOLLYWOOD: We're so proud of you! -Okay.

Katelin!

Katelin, come here!

Come on, hurry up!

What are you doing with that?

-I'll explain in the car. Let's go. -Where?

Walden Arena. There was a delay in the program.

-Are you serious? -Yes. Your brother called.

-He said we can still make it. -He must have money on me.

I don't know, but we couldn't have done it without him. Come on.

-Where are you guys going? -KATELIN: Not now, Ronnie.

Oh, no! Oh...

You're a twirl girl!

Oh! No wonder you skate like a girl!

(GRUNTS)

Where are you...

Hey, Katelin, wait!

Katelin, where you going... Where's she going?

MAN: I give up.

All right. This'll take care of it.

(ZAMBONI HISSES)

(ROBOT BEEPS)

What do we do now?

Go down swinging.

(ROBOT ROARS)

I have some bad news about your outfit.

Somebody trashed 'em pretty badly.

(SCOFFS) Pamela.

But I did find the one that was in that package

on your desk, is that okay?

-It's perfect. -(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

We will now continue with today's program.

Next up, Shelby Singer.

-(CROWD CHEERING) -What are you waiting for?

Shelby.

What is wrong with you?

Get out there! This is your last chance.

No. It isn't.

What are you doing?

Someone told me there's more to life than figure skating.

I don't know if she's right, but one way or another,

I'm gonna find out.

-Oh, no! -Now what?

My other skate. I can't find it!

Look, keep lookin'. I know it was in there.

(SIGHS) It must have fallen out back at the rink,

and I never picked up the other skate!

What are you gonna do?

I'll do the routine in my hockey skates.

You can't...

Oh, I take pair from another girl.

Natasha, no!

They wouldn't fit right, and besides, they wouldn't be mine.

It's impossible!

Not for me!

I've been skating in these things all year.

I know what they can do.

I know what I can do.

Ladies and gentlemen,

-Katelin Kingsford! -(CROWD CHEERS)

My dress.

Cookies?

Easy money.

You're worth every penny, son.

(CLASSIC MUSIC PLAYS)

(CROWD GASPS)

(LAUGHS) No toe pick.

-Well, you win some, you lose some. -RONNIE: Katelin!

Come here!

-Katelin. -HOLLYWOOD: Katelin.

Looks like we're too late.

Don't worry about a thing, Sputnik.

They will let you restart.

I will take care of everything.

How?

Sometimes all you can do is throw bread at the dogs.

I don't think so!

-Mojo! -Abracadabra!

(SCREAMS)

(ALL LAUGHING)

Why me?

Why me?

-(HUFFS) -(ALL LAUGHING)

I'm afraid the dogs have already been fed.

They will not let you skate.

Attention, please.

That concludes today's competition.

-What? -HOLLYWOOD: No!

-Come on. -Please stand by for the final results.

It's okay, guys. We'll get 'em next time.

It's not okay!

Let her skate.

Let her skate.

Let her skate!

-Let her skate! -Let her skate!

ALL: Let her skate!

Let her skate!

Let her skate!

Let her skate!

Let her skate!

Let her skate!

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Let her skate!

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Let her skate!

Let her skate!

-Let her skate! -Let her skate!

Let her skate!

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Let her skate!

Let her skate!

-Let her skate! -Let her skate!

-Let her skate! -Who?

Let her skate!

-Let her skate! -It says in the rules right here.

-Let her skate! -Yes. Okay. All right.

-Let her skate! -All right! All right!

-Let her skate! -All right!

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

may I have your attention, please?

There's been a correction in the lineup.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Miss Katelin Kingsford.

(CROWD CHEERS)

Come here!

Woo!

(CLASSIC MUSIC PLAYS)

(CROWD APPLAUDS)

(CROWD CHEERS)

(CROWD CHEERS)

(MUSIC CHANGES)

(RHYTHMIC MUSIC PLAYS)

Ooh.

(CROWD CHEERS)

(MUSIC CHANGES)

-(POP MUSIC PLAYS) -(CROWD CHEERS)

(CROWD CHEERS)

(CROWD CHEERS)

(CROWD CHEERS)

Yes!

Yeah!

(ALL CHEERING)

Woo!

(CROWD WHISTLING)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

ANNOUNCER: Katelin Kingsford, out of a possible six point O,

five-seven, five-eight,

six-O...

five-nine!

Dork!

KATELIN: Poor Pamela.

Oh, well, some things never change.

Luckily, I did.

I'm proud to introduce the U.S. women's figure skating team,

Alyssa Shane

Rebecca Eggy,

-and Katelin Kingsford! -(GASPS)

Yes! Woo!

(CROWD CHEERS)

Yes!

KATELIN: And even if Bradley says

he only sacrificed his robot to win the bet,

I think differently.

I've come to realize that no matter how embarrassing they are,

I am part of something bigger than the figure skating community...

a family.

Woo!

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

(POP MUSIC PLAYS)