[***]
Just clip this on...
[beeping in setting]
Full incline, let's go.
Hey, Thor, you got a moment?
Yeah.
You see that, uh, woman over there?
You know that's not my name, right?
Yeah, I'm not concerned with that.
She wants you to help her program the bicycle.
I've showed her how to do that twice this week.
Hmm, and she wants you to do it again.
[wryly] Imagine that?
Imagine what?
I just got a call
from the producer of "Hour by Hour."
What's that?
Are you kidding? "Hour by Hour,"
it's the local news segments show
with the super-hot host.
I-I don't know
about super hot host,
but they want to do a story on me and the gym.
Huh.
Sweet, I could add some flavor to that--
No.
Sure, okay.
Any reaction here, folks?
Steph, don't stock this stuff,
way too much sugar.
Thanks, Doc.
Yeah, about "Hour by Hour?"
Oh, that's cool. Good for business.
Good get, Bro.
A little enthusiasm, please?
I for one, am enthused.
Are you kidding?
This is "Hour by Hour," people!
This is exactly the type of spontaneous...
[snapping fingers] publicity I need! Pow!
We need-- we need that...
The Cooper Sports Institute needs it!
"Hour by Hour" is huge!
"60 Minutes" is huge, Alan.
"Hour by Hour"?
Not so much.
Good Morning America, also huge.
[both laughing in triumph]: Aw!
[groaning]
Aw, you guys are such jerks, okay?
Any publicity is publicity.
Like Alan said, it's good for the gym.
And there you have it,
I've agreed with Alan.
[snaps fingers]
I gotta get this place in order.
We need a face-lift
if we're going to get a camera crew in here.
Fresh paint, posters, proper lighting.
-All right l-listen-- -Gotta plan--
No, no, let's not get crazy.
It's just local TV.
Paige?
-Hey! -Hi!
Hey!
[both sighing fondly]
Um, everyone, this is Paige.
Paige, this is Bill, and Alan...
Hi, Paige. Bill Cooper.
Alan Bajornoff. Hi.
I gotta go look at paint chips.
Hi, Paige.
I'm Ricky. Cooper.
Yeah, I got that
from the name over the entrance
and the posters on the way in.
Oh, you saw those, too.
Yeah, I'm quick that way.
[nervously] Yeah, well, uh, you know,
I-I've met most of, uh, Stephanie's friends before,
but, uh, but why haven't we met?
Oh, I live in Chicago.
I'm just in town for a couple meetings.
I'm thinking of taking a consulting gig here.
Ah, so you may stay?
Here? In town?
Well, if I get the job, that would be the plan.
Commuting every day from Chicago
might prove tricky.
[laughing] Tricky Ricky!
That was your nickname.
Yeah.
Tricky Ricky.
Um...
So, is it cool
if I cut out of work early, boss?
Absolutely.
Yes.
Well, it was nice to meet you, Paige.
You know, uh, come work out here
any-any time, you know?
Tomorrow.
Morning. Maybe.
M-Maybe. I-if you want.
You know, we're open at 6:00.
In-in the morning.
A.M.
Tomorrow.
Okay.
I will.
Well, that's settled.
So, we're gonna go.
Okay, I'll- I'll see you then.
Let's go, Paige.
Bye.
Stutter much?
Ah, shut it.
Oh, come on,
I haven't seen that look on your face
since Lizzie Reardon tried to kiss you
in fifth grade.
Really? I don't recall.
[sarcastically] Oh. Oh, you don't.
No.
[scoffs]
I hate you.
I hate you more.
Why didn't you tell me
that your boss was such a hottie?
I don't think of him like that.
It's kind of hard not to think of him like that.
I mean, it's not a subjective thing.
He's hot.
Well, I don't see him like that, so...
Well, I do.
[scoffs, groaning] Gross.
[***]
* Ah, can I get a witness? *
* Wow, I'm feelin' all right *
* Just like I should, should, should *
* Best day of my life *
* It feels so good, good, good *
* I'd bottle up this feeling if I could *
* Oh yeah! *
Next Saturday is the school carnival.
We should arrive both fashionably late,
and fashionable.
You're always fashionable.
But...
that is the opening day of "Warrior Clan Rising."
You have to see it that day?
Well, kinda.
I mean, I don't want to see all the online spoilers.
But I guess I could see it another time.
Uh-- Oh!
Hi, Elisa.
You know, I'd better get home for dinner now.
-See ya. -Bye.
Bye.
[whispering] Mirabel!
[whispering] What? It's just a kiss.
It's no big deal.
[door closes]
Okay, it's a real big deal.
I really like him.
Look at these selfies we took.
-Aw... -Right?
That one's so cute.
[gasps] With his arm around you.
[giggling in delight]
What are you doing?
We were looking at photos,
but we're done now.
I have some good photos, too.
Look...
Here's one from the night we had teepee time.
Remember?
We did face painting, and played "Just Dance".
Hey!
Do you want to play it after dinner?
I would, Gigi.
but I already worked out,
and I don't want to sweat,
and, you know, have to wash my hair again.
We can do it tomorrow then.
Okay.
You can't, Mirabel.
You said you'd take me to the mall.
That sounds fun.
I actually promised Elisa that I'd take her on her own.
Can't you find something to do
with a friend your own age?
[admonishing] Elisa...
You think you're so grown up
just because you follow Mirabel around like a puppy,
but you're not.
Well, at least I'm not the one
who tags along where I'm not invited!
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Whoa, what's going on here, people?
They're fighting over me.
Elisa's being mean,
and they won't let me do things with them.
Just give us two minutes.
Thank you.
They never want me around anymore, ever.
You think maybe that's an exaggeration?
No.
It's an absolutely accurate assessment.
I'm used to Mirabel
going off with her friends,
but now Elisa's leaving me behind, too.
Yeah, it stinks, I'm sorry.
Elisa's hitting her tween years, Gigi,
and I think you and I are both in for it.
It's gonna be awful.
Ah, I think you may be right.
I don't want to turn nine.
I want to stay eight.
[sighs deeply] That would be great.
[***]
[groaning] Sorry I'm late, boss.
I beg you,
don't make any loud noises,
or that squeaking sound with your chair.
Oh, you mean this?
[sharp squeaking]
[groaning] Ah!
[chuckles]
Last night after dinner,
Paige wanted to check out some bars,
plural.
I'll be fine.
Well, uh, you know,
once your, uh, tequila haze clears,
I'd like to discuss the interview.
Oh, the one with Anderson Cooper?
Enough.
Okay, sure, let's discuss.
After I take a nap.
[groaning]
No, I need you to focus.
[pills rattling] Wait.
Take two of these.
I hope Paige feels better than I do
for her interview.
I hope she didn't throw up.
No, no, that would not be good.
But, uh,
she seems like the type who can handle her booze,
unlike some other people I know...
Wait, where are you going?
You are useless to me.
Agreed!
Agreed.
Okay, but I'm serious,
you can pull off anything.
That other one looked amazing on you.
-The yellow one? -Yes.
-I looked like a banana. -A very attractive banana...
[gently] Hi, Gigi.
Hey, Mirabel.
Hey, Gigi.
Whatever.
I got you a little something.
Ta-dah!
Thank you for thinking of me.
At least someone cares.
[door slams]
There you go.
Oh!
How did your meetings go? Did you throw up?
No. Unlike you, I can handle my liquor.
Ricky said you could.
Oh, he did?
What else did he say?
That was it.
I'm going to ask him out.
Paige...
He's not even your type.
You drink champagne and go skiing in France.
He drinks beer and plays mini-golf.
Well, maybe I'm due for a change.
Or maybe he is.
You don't even live in the same city.
Well, I'm here now,
and I might soon,
so Carpe Diem.
Well, I don't know...
From what I can tell,
Ricky is smart, cool, funny,
has good hair,
and he's straight.
That is a rare package.
Are you sure you're not into him?
I'm not into him!
Uh... I gotta teach a class,
so I'll, um...
I'll talk to you later.
[knocks]
No need to stand.
[chuckles] It, uh,
just kinda happened.
Sit down.
Um, so I'm looking for a good restaurant,
and I can't decide between French bistro or seafood.
Uh... Mac's for fish,
and Le Comptoir is excellent.
But if you really want to try a local favorite,
there is this food cart on Ninth
that makes the most killer tacos.
Wow, so many options.
Would you like to go to dinner tomorrow night
and try one of the above?
W-With you?
Well, you could go with somebody else,
but that would be considerably less fun for me.
[laughs]
Sorry, I, uh, have no game.
It's okay,
you have other things.
Yes,
I would love to have dinner with you.
I'm thinking
more of a Swiss Coffee for the background,
although I am using muted tones as well.
That reminds me,
we really have got to look
at some new options for the towels later on.
Ooh, we need a pop of color in here.
There is way too much gray--
[inhaling sharply]
Ooh, sorry, did I interrupt?
When have you not interrupted, Alan?
No, it's okay.
I got what I wanted.
Hi, Paige.
Hi, Alan.
She's fun.
Okay, Boss, we really need to talk about paint.
I don't want to talk about paint, Alan.
Sure, okay.
Okay.
[sighing heavily]
[laughs]
Okay.
I told Liam that we should coordinate our clothes
for the school carnival,
and he texted back,
"Like matching shirts?"
with this emoji--
[laughing]
I know he's kidding,
because he knows that there's a difference
between coordinating your colors
and matching like twins.
Most boys don't get that.
He's pretty awesome.
Yeah.
[pops toaster]
Hey!
Your toast is done now.
No way!
Mirabel, please tell the middle child
I need to make toast.
Mirabel, please tell your baby sister
that she can wait her turn.
Please inform Elisa that I'm not a baby,
and I've decided to have yogurt.
Guys, come on.
Good morning.
How are my girls today?
-Not great. -Whatever.
I'm good, Papi.
O...kay.
Well, I'm, uh, going out tonight,
but I'll be home in time
to kiss you good night.
That was suspiciously vague.
Do you have a secret?
Yeah, you're usually really big on details,
like, T.M.I.
Yes. I have a date.
Who is she? Where'd you meet her?
How does she dress?
No, no, no, no, we're not doing this again.
Given my epic-failed efforts with women so far,
I'd like to attempt this
without involving the entire family.
We understand.
You don't want us to get excited and invested,
and then disappointed when you blow it.
Yeah, yeah, pretty much.
[chuckles and blows raspberry]
[blowing kisses]
[sighs in exasperation]
Mirabel, please tell your sister to move
so I can get a spoon.
Mirabel, tell your baby sister
that she can go whittle herself a spoon,
because I'm not moving!
Tell your sister that I at least know
how to whittle a spoon!
"Alternate fitness regimes."?
"Heavy training for short intervals"?
What are these articles you emailed me?
Oh, it's for your interview.
I think we should talk
about how we're always on the cutting edge
of fitness techniques.
Oh, getting into it now, are we?
I thought we were making fun of the local news show.
Always thinking about the gym, boss,
you know me.
Well, thanks for these,
but I don't even know what they're going to ask.
Well, I'm just trying to help.
No, I appreciate it,
but like you said, "60 Minutes" it's not.
I'll be fine winging it.
[clears throat awkwardly]
[chuckles softly]
Oh, I'm going to, uh...
I'm going to head out early today.
I'm having dinner with Paige.
Nice.
Paige.
Mm-hmm.
That-- She-she's nice.
She is.
[call ringing]
You're having dinner with Ricky?
told youI
I was going to ask him out.
What's with you?
Look, I love you,
but I know how you are with guys.
Wow.
I've been encouraging you to be more direct,
I see it finally took.
And you're right.
If I'm not into a guy, I cut him loose.
Are you sure there isn't any other reason
you don't want me to go out with Ricky?
'Cause if you like him,
I will cancel right this minute.
No, it-it's... it's not that.
He's just... been through a lot.
Steph, it's one date.
Let's see how it goes.
Maybe I won't be his type
and I'll need you to console me.
[scoffs]
I suppose I could do that...
As long as it doesn't involve more than one bar?
[chuckles] Okay.
Bye.
[***]
These scallops are amazing.
You want to try one?
Yeah.
Mm... Mm, wow.
[chuckles]
Um, do you want to try some of my buccatini?
Sure.
Okay.
There you go.
Mm...
Mm-hmm?
What?
No, I, um...
I'm... thinking about something here.
And what's that?
I was...
thinking if I...
should ask you if I could kiss you.
[sighs deeply]
Don't ask.
[***]
[sitcom laugh track plays on television]
Here, I don't want them anymore.
What's that?
Games and presents Elisa gave me.
I'm growing up, too.
Some of these are clearly too juvenile.
Your beaded necklace?
I made this for your birthday.
It took forever!
Gigi, you love that necklace.
Not anymore.
It just reminds me how Elisa thinks I'm a pest.
Fine.
If you're giving things back, hand over the sweater.
It's a hand-me-down. It doesn't fit you anymore.
So?
Fine!
We haven't been hanging out with her that much.
She just did this to get our attention.
Well, she's not going to get any from me.
Oh, look,
it's the cute couple that works out together.
I'm going to throw up.
Well, you know what they say,
a couple who sweats together...
gets together.
[chuckling]
All right, I'm gonna grab a towel.
Thanks, honey.
So...
how did you guys meet anyway?
Doctors Without Borders.
We spent one long night side by side
performing medical procedures in a yurt in Rwanda.
We talked all night,
saved a lot of lives.
It smelled really bad...
[groans in sympathy]
It was more romantic than it sounds.
[chuckling] Yeah.
Sounds like you two were made for each other.
I think so.
Look at him, getting your towel.
Sometimes, I think
I'm never gonna find someone to get my towel.
Oh, please,
you must have guys asking you out all the time.
Yeah, but they're not the right kind of guys.
What about him?
Thor?
That can't be his name.
It's not.
Yet... it should be.
Exactly.
Anyway, Thor is...
you know, he's not my type.
Don't be a snob.
He could be really smart and interesting
under all of that hotness.
[laughing]
And it would be fun to find out.
You know, sometimes, you don't need a man,
you just need...
a snack.
[laughing]
You know, you might be on to something.
Maybe?
All right, what are we doing first? Glutes?
I'm ready.
[Jackie]: Abs super-set.
[Bill, horrified]: What?
I told you yesterday, that's what we're starting with.
[Bill]: Not abs. I hate abs.
[***]
[breathing hard]
[***]
[yelps]
Oh, my goodness!
[gasping in pain]
-Steph, you okay? -Are you okay?
I just need a moment.
What did you hit, your head?
I think so.
Oh, honey...
My ankle really hurts.
I need a better look at it, get up on the--
-[Steph yelps in pain] -[Thor]: I've got it.
Oh, no, no, no, that's not necessary!
I-- Okay.
[suggestively] Snack.
[sighs]
[wincing]
[groaning in pain]
I'm gonna... get some ice.
[sighs]
This was really nice, Ricky.
Yes, it, uh...
it was.
Can we, uh, do it again?
Tomorrow?
[laughing together]
Too anxious?
You're getting that game.
[text message buzzes]
Oh, we-we gotta go.
What happened?
There's been an accident. It's Stephanie.
What kind of an accident?
I don't know, it doesn't say.
Thor, can you pass me one of those blocks, please?
Thank you.
Is it sprained?
Let's have Bill take a look at it.
Uh, Thor, why don't you jump on out?
I'll take over.
Farewell, Thor.
Be strong.
Okay, why don't you tell me where it hurts?
Uh... no.
Maybe-- [winces]
[yelping] Ah! Yeah, a little bit.
Is it broken?
[sighing seriously]
Steph, I have some bad news.
We're going to have to amputate.
What?
You just can't stop with the pediatrician humor, can you?
[giggles]
Not really.
-No, I know. -Okay, look,
you have a slight sprain, okay?
You twisted it.
It's gonna swell up and bruise.
How's your head?
Do you feel dizzy at all?
No, no, it's fine.
Let me take a look.
Hey, are you okay?
Hey.
She sprained her ankle.
Yeah.
Are you kidding me?
You called them?
I did not call them.
I texted,
said there was an accident,
but you were okay.
That's not what you texted, Bill.
What are you talking about?
It's right...
Okay, so the whole text didn't go through.
I'm sorry.
I didn't have my readers on.
Really, Bill?
You look fantastic, but you're old.
Wear your readers.
Look, I-I just tripped.
I'm fine.
Wow, you two look really dressed up.
Thanks, Jackie and Bill.
You're welcome, sweetie.
Yeah, no- no problem.
Ricky, Paige, just go back to whatever you were doing,
wherever it was being done, okay?
I've got two doctors here, so...
I've got, uh,
some cream in my office,
it's a numbing cream, for sprains.
I'll get the ibuprofen.
I'm sorry I ruined your night.
Oh, don't be ridiculous.
I'm just glad you're okay.
Did you have a good time?
We really did.
[chuckles fondly]
Hey, Rick...
Yeah. Yeah, I'm just looking for that icy cream stuff.
Here it is.
So, uh,
did you like her
as much as you liked Lizzie Reardon in fifth grade?
[laughs]
I do.
But unlike with Lizzie, uh,
I got to first base.
Oh, yes, you did.
I know, I know,
look at me, kissing another woman?
So, was this the first time since...
Since... Isabella?
Yeah.
And?
[sighs heavily]
It's like riding a bike.
It felt good, like it was time.
Oh, yes...
No, we're not going to fist-bump on this, Bill.
Right, yeah.
You always were a little cooler than me.
Just a-just a little.
Yeah.
But I was always smarter!
Darn tootin'.
[***]
Why is that Polar Pond?
Excuse me, why is that Polar Pond?
I didn't ask for Polar Pond.
I said Sassafras.
I said, make sure it's Sassa--
Philipe!
I don't want that there, I want that there,
and I want this over there,
and I don't want that because it's terrible!
Why am I the only one with any taste
in this entire world?
You see what I'm dealing with.
You see what I'm dealing with, right?
Look, and he just keeps going.
He won't stop, God forbid he'd stop,
but he's just gonna keep going.
Mm-hmm,
Alan's gone off the deep end.
Ah, let him have his fun.
-Your ankle okay? -Yeah.
Hey, I'm sorry I ruined your night.
You didn't.
I'm just glad you're okay.
[sighs]
[Alan shouting orders to decorators]
Hey, how was your meeting?
I think a little celebration's in order,
as in dinner, champagne...
Ooh, it sounds great!
Oh, you mean, you and Ricky.
Right.
Sorry,
I'm the worst.
No, no, I would do the same.
My mistake.
My head is kind of slow.
It must be all of the pain killers.
Yeah, well, take it easy on those.
Hey, um, I wanted to ask you a favor.
Ricky says he doesn't like to keep the girls home alone
past 10:00 or so,
but I have other plans.
Would you mind going over there for a little bit?
I promise I'll have him home by midnight.
Wow.
You do think ahead.
That's why they pay me the big bucks.
Well, I have no social life, so, uh...
yeah, sounds great.
Of course.
I love spending time with the girls.
Thanks.
Hey, Paige,
are you sure Ricky's going to be comfortable with this?
[sighs]
I'll take my chances.
I want to surprise him.
Okay.
Oh, uh, well, that's my client,
so, um, I'll see you later.
Bye.
I can't even find it.
This is insane, I can't even find it.
I can't even--
Thank you. Put it down.
That's enough.
Thank you. Put it down now.
[sighs nervously]
[knocks gingerly]
You look ridiculously handsome.
And you look ridiculously stunning.
That is some dress.
Thank you.
I struggled with the shirt-jacket combo
for a while.
[chuckles]
I got us a table at Mac's.
Oh, um, I had another venue in mind.
Wow, uh...
It's, uh...
private, quiet,
good atmosphere.
But can we get a reservation?
I think I got it covered.
Yeah?
Would you like a drink?
Yes, please.
Your job.
I can do that.
[***]
Can you get plates?
Elisa, look.
She threw away our game?
[shouting angrily] Gigi!
You bellowed?
[Mirabel, gently]: Why'd you put this in the trash?
This is our game, too.
Dad gave it to all of us.
Well, you never want to play anymore,
and it's no fun for me to play alone,
so it might as well be in the garbage.
Stop it!
Don't throw it out!
Then you can keep it in your room, on your shelf!
Excuse me.
Hey--
What are you doing?
[door slams upstairs]
You know, I'd better, uh...
I'd better move on to coffee.
I have to, um...
I have to go home soon.
I was hoping you could stay a little longer.
Oh, I'd... I'd love to,
and I'm so bummed I can't.
You know, the girls are home alone, so...
Actually, they're not.
I asked Stephanie to go over there.
What are you talking about?
I hope you don't mind.
I wanted to spend a little more time with you,
so...
I asked her to do me this favor,
since it's my last night.
Well, I-I do mind...
A little.
[chuckling]
But then,
I'm also kinda happy,
'cause I get to be with you some more.
Me too.
[sighs heavily]
What?
You know, I don't mean to get too high-schooly,
but the other night,
um, when we kissed?
That was my first kiss...
in a... in a long time.
So... that right there was number two.
[chuckles]
Yeah, I'm doing pretty good here.
I am flattered
to be your first and second kiss.
I'd like to do it again.
I'll be right back.
Okay.
[***]
We did it.
Yes, we did.
I want to have five kids.
You're gonna have three kids, Mister,
and like it.
[laughing]
I'm the last girl you'll ever kiss.
That doesn't make you nervous?
You're the only girl I want to kiss.
I'm never gonna kiss another girl.
[sighing]
[Ricky] Everything okay?
I got here a little while ago.
The girls are fine.
I'm just making popcorn.
Look, I-I didn't know
Paige was gonna ask you to do this.
Are you sure you're okay?
Totally.
We are having a great time.
Well, I owe you.
I'll see you later.
Okay, bye.
[***]
I gotta say, you girls are really boring tonight.
The Cooper house is usually the designated fun zone.
So, what's up?
All I asked
was to play "Just Dance,"
but they had to go to the mall!
Gigi wants to tag along everywhere,
and sometimes, I want to be with Mirabel!
Gigi's super smart, but she's still a kid.
Elisa thinks she's so grown up,
but she's not!
So she gave back all my presents
and threw "Just Dance" in the trash!
And Elisa's mad and ignoring her,
which makes her want attention even more--
[Stephanie]: Stop.
Did someone say "Just Dance"?
[***]
Gigi, you're really good at this.
Oh!
* Up, up... *
* What. Up, up... !
Oh, switch it!
Oh, I don't know
if this is a good idea with my ankle.
I'll go next.
Okay.
[***]
* Shh... *
Oh! Shh...
[***]
Oh, we're back to this now...
[laughing and calling instructions to each other]
Oh...!
Own it.
Oh, snow!
I can't do it--
I'm not--
Whoo! [laughing together]
[sighing wearily]
You girls are lucky.
If I had sisters,
I would play like this every day.
And I always wanted a sister,
and you each have two.
How cool is that?
Which means you each have two BFFs for life.
That's exactly what it's like.
I know I sometimes bug you to hang out with me
and do stuff you don't wanna do anymore.
And I'm sorry
I got mad at you for growing up.
I'm sorry, too.
I hate hurting your feelings.
You're the best little sister in the world.
Correction,
you're both the best two little sisters in the world.
Yes!
And we'll do stuff you like to do,
sometimes.
Well, relationships are all about compromising.
Which is why I'm not in one.
Hmm.
Pass the popcorn.
I'm gonna text Liam.
But then I'll be ready to play
whatever you want to play,
okay?
-Popcorn? -Yes.
Yes.
I don't want you to go.
[groans]
I don't want you to go.
I'm just going home.
You're going to Chicago.
I wish their offer was better.
I would have stayed.
I like it here.
Let's see if they come back to me.
And then you can come back to me.
[giggles]
Bye.
[front door opens and closes]
[***]
I need a cup of that, Boss.
Why didn't you wake me up last night?
Oh, you were so conked out, I didn't have the heart.
Wait, wait, you have, um...
You're sparkly.
Oh.
Hey, um, thanks again.
It was... it was really nice to spend time with Paige
without having to watch the clock.
She's, uh...
she's great.
She is.
How weird is it to go out with her
but to wake up with me.
[chuckling awkwardly]
Uh... I'm gonna go home and shower
and get desparkled.
Right.
See you later.
Yeah.
[knock on door]
Big day.
Anderson Cooper should be here any minute.
You ready for your interview?
Yeah.
Rick, hey...
You okay?
I'm great.
I can't believe it, brother, but I am.
Okay, I have seen that look before.
Well, I had, uh, dinner with Paige last night,
in her hotel room.
[chuckles, impressed]
Wanna do a little fist-bump?
No, we're waiting on the fist-bump, Bill.
Ah, right.
But she's, uh...
she's incredibly cool.
I like this one.
Well, good.
Good, I'm happy for you.
Hey...
Isabella would want this for you.
No, I know.
I do.
It's just, uh...
it's a little weird.
That's fine.
I get it.
Just, you know, take it slow.
Oh, we-we did.
I mean, I didn't even try for second base.
Okay, now you're in high school.
[chuckling]
You know, it's just...
It's been a while since I've been up to bat.
Yeah.
[Alan exclaiming excitedly outside]
Oh...[chuckles]
Would you look at Alan?
Ah, I don't want to look at Alan.
Well... they're here.
You ready for your close-up?
Let's do it.
...And I have posters,
so we put him in front of his poster, and then he's--
Peter Campbell!
Peter Campbell, how you doing?
Hi. I'm Alan.
I am-I am Rick's right-hand man.
I'll be at the helm today.
So, it's so nice to meet you--
I love, love, love, love your work--
Hey, there he is!
It's Rick-- Rick Cooper.
-Hi. -Peter Campbell.
Welcome, Peter--
There he is, there he is,
and this is his brother, uh, Bill Cooper.
This is Bill Cooper, he's Ricky's brother,
He's a doctor,
so if Ricky busts your chops, he can fix 'em.
So, where should we set up?
Well, I was--
I actually had some ideas about the lighting and such.
Ricky's very photogenic,
as we all know, and can see,
but he is 40 now,
so we should be careful of that--
I'll see you out there.
Yeah, we'll see you out there, Rick.
Well...
[Alan continues]: So, I think we should just
keep that in mind,
but I do have some ideas
if you just want to keep up with me here.
[doorbell rings]
-Hey. -Hey.
So, why did you want to meet early?
The carnival isn't till the afternoon.
Because you're going to the movies instead.
But I thought you wanted to go to the carnival together.
I know,
but seeing "Warrior Clan Rising" on the very first day
was something you were really looking forward to,
and I didn't want you to give it up for me.
I don't mind.
I like making you happy.
Well then, let me do the same for you.
By the way,
I'm going to the movie with you, too,
so I'm going to require lots of licorice.
Okay.
I'll be back.
I'm going to grab my purse.
Okay.
So...
did you think about what I suggested?
Jackie...
Just giving you a little nudge.
Oh, and I hear that Ricky and your friend
had a nice evening last night.
It's great that you introduced them.
Yeah. Yeah, no, it's...
it's great.
[Alan's instructions continue behind them]
[clearing throat] Thor, come here.
Excuse me.
You have a steady job,
therefore I assume a car and a credit card?
Yeah.
Good, then we're gonna go out.
We're gonna eat some food
and have some stimulating conversation.
Do you have a problem with that?
No, I don't.
Good. Friday works for me.
[clearing throat awkwardly]
Well...
Nudge received.
What's going on?
Oh, nothing.
[Peter Campbell]: Thank you so much
for coming on the show.
Ah, my pleasure.
What can you tell our audience
about "Tricky" Ricky Cooper?
[chuckles wryly] Oh, ho, ho, wow.
Uh, you know, I guess I'm not as tricky as I used to be.
[onlookers laughing]
[Campbell]: Well, there's a lot of people out there
who'd love to see you in the broadcast booth.
Well, you know, I'm not counting that out or anything,
but, you know, I've got my hands full.
I've got three daughters
and, you know, I'm running this business, so...
[Campbell]: Two, I hear.
Didn't you just buy a car dealership?
[Ricky]: Yeah, sure.
sn't every ex-athlete supposedI to own a car dealership?
I think it's in the ex-athlete manual.
[laughter]
[Campbell]: Well, Ricky, it's been a pleasure.
We're out of time.
Thank you so much.
I'm Peter Campbell.
Thanks for watching "Hour by Hour".
[all cheering] Whoo!
Yeah! Ricky!
You were great, Dad.
Most impressive indeed.
That shirt looked seriously flattering
on camera.
Thank you all for that well-deserved praise.
Now I'm gonna grill up some burgers.
Who wants what?
[Gigi]: Cheese!
[Elisa]: Bacon and cheese!
[Mirabel]: Grilled onions!
[sighing]
Oh, please don't tell me
you want a veggie one,
because, uh, I don't have any.
Um, actually, I've gotta go.
I'm, um, meeting up with Thor.
Oh, from the gym?
Of course.
I mean, how many Thors could you possibly know?
[chuckles]
Uh, bye, girls!
[all together]: Bye!
Congrats again.
[***]