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All right, Carl.

Looks like your car will be ready in about an hour and a half. But, uh, whoa,

whoa, that must be a mistake. Do we not have your loyalty number in here?

Loyalty? I didn't know about that.

What?

It's the Fusebox Signature Service Loyalty Rewards Program.

It not only offers you priority access to our superchargers, but you'll earn

Fusebucks, which spin just like cash.

Well, that sounds good, I guess, but... But wait, there's more.

For a small monthly fee, you'll also get exclusive access to our Signature

Rewards Lounge, featuring pastries and lattes from Julian's Coffees and Things,

which you can enjoy from the comfort of one of our massage chairs.

Is it too late to sign up?

Well, technically, yeah.

But I guess we can make an exception for you, Carl.

All you have to do is just push accept and sign there.

Welcome to the family, Carl.

Go, go, get in there.

Uh, Dad?

Are you sure we can afford all this?

Son. We can't afford not to have all this. We want the fuse box to be a high

-end experience, a destination, an exclusive vibe that will take our brand

the next level.

Dad, you have got to stop listening to Mark Cuban's podcast.

We sign customers up. We put them on auto pay.

They forget about it. Next thing you know, cha -ching, cha -ching, cha

Boom. We got a basketball team.

Hey, Calvin, we got to talk.

Everybody keeps tipping me in these fuse bucks.

Oh, yeah, well, they spin just like cash.

Well, tell that to the people down at Jimbo's Chicken and Waffles.

They called the police on me.

And for what?

Welcome to the block. Welcome to the neighborhood.

Welcome to the... Evening, Calvin.

Dave. I bet you're wondering why I'm in such a good mood.

Nope.

Well, I am so happy because I got in my car today and the screen read error code

P -4 -6.

I don't know what that means.

It means that I finally get to bring my car into the fuse box.

Dave, do you get this excited when the dentist tells you it's time for a

cleaning? Of course I do, don't you?

Hey, y 'all. Hey. Hey, son. How you doing? Well, I got offered a head

job.

getting you shot.

Yeah, except it's in Cleveland.

Oh, well, Cleveland's kind of far and it's a small market, but hey, you got to

start somewhere.

Yeah, but it's Cleveland, Tennessee.

No.

Tennessee as a Cleveland?

Yeah. Not Cleveland, Tennessee.

My field hockey team went there for a tournament. It's famous because every

Halloween a goblin appears.

Tall Betsy.

God, not this again.

We all saw her, Dave. I swear to God, it was Halloween night, we snuck out and

got drunk, and a weird, tall, scary lady came right at us.

You know, I think the key phrase here was, got drunk.

Oh. Good morning or afternoon.

I'm selling this delicious gourmet popcorn to support the Walcott Academy

Scholarship Fund. The company was founded by a black female veteran.

Oh, okay.

That's nice.

I could give it $35 for three bags of popcorn.

Come on.

Tina, it's for Grover.

Bye.

Thank you, Miss Tina.

This is the last year he'll be in my school.

And this will be his last popcorn sale ever.

Gemma, you have been getting emotional about everything.

His last first day of middle school.

His last Thanksgiving pageant.

His last time sitting on the bench for the whole soccer game.

It's an emotional time.

And whichever homeroom sells the most gets to have a pizza party. And Grover's

never won the pizza party.

But it's not going to be easy.

You know Katie Friedman? The seventh grader? Oh, girl, that child is

Honey, she sang Defying Gravity and I was in tears. Yes, Tina, she wins

everything. She's a generational talent.

And the principal in me is thrilled that she's in our school. But the mom in me

wants my baby to win and crush that seventh grade diva.

Say no more, Gemma.

KK going down.

And now, now a little lower.

David, you've been in my chair for 45 minutes, and people are waiting.

Yes, I know, but I just discovered that it heats, too.

And as a slurp member... A what?

Slurp.

Signature service loyalty... Rewards program. Yeah, I get it. As a slurp

I get unlimited massage minutes.

Okay, but Dave, we're packed, and your car isn't even going to be ready until

the end of the day today.

End of the day?

Marty, I have a job, and my boss is a real stickler about punctuality. Oh!

Oh, my gosh.

It gets you right there.

Well, Dave, your boss is in luck, thanks to our latest membership perk.

You can take our brand -new E .V. Curtis car out for its maiden voyage at the

Subaru Solterra.

With all -wheel drive?

Yeah. So I could drive it to the top of a mesa?

You could drive it all the way to your office and back.

Hold on, hold on.

Dave is getting a courtesy car?

Yeah, Dad, he's a slurp member.

Slurp?

Signature service loyalty.

Rewards program.

Ah, that's catchy. I like that right there.

You know who else loves acronyms? Mark Cuban.

Two bags?

That's all you got for me? What the heck were you doing out there?

Gemma!

Calm down.

You're right. I'm sorry, honey. Let me see your sales sheet.

Did you sell yourself the one you're eating now?

It's hard out there on the streets.

Oh.

Good afternoon, Mama.

Johnson. Hey, Malcolm.

You're in a good mood.

That is because something amazing has happened. The head baseball coach at USC

got hit in the head by a line drive.

Hell no, he's going to cuss us all get out.

He can't even remember his phone number.

And that's it?

No, Ma, that's quite sad.

But here is the good part.

He's decided to retire, and the athletic director's already called me in for a

meeting. What?

Oh, man, look at God. I mean, oh, wait a minute, not for the concussed man. You

know, we'll pray for him.

You know, it's not mine yet, but I am the obvious choice. I just have to do

everything I can to seal the deal.

Oh, you should call Chili Mangold and ask him for a recommendation.

Oh, I don't think so, Ma. Why not? It would really carry weight.

I guess we do go way back, and, you know, if he asked me, I would do it for

Why would he ask you? He's already head coach at San Diego State.

I know he is, Mama.

She'll eat some delicious artisanal popcorn.

Grover!

Good morning or afternoon? It's afternoon. Go on.

Good afternoon.

May I interest you? Thank you, Grover, but I'm good. I just bought some from

little girl down on Marengo.

Cute smile, big boy?

Yeah. She started singing the pipes on that little girl. I know, right?

Good afternoon, Mr. Kelter.

Call you Ted?

Hey, if you insist, Ted.

What's that?

My record speaks for itself.

I can't argue with you there, Ted.

You got me.

Yeah, I'll have a seat. Thank you.

Ted, you know your hair looks fantastic.

What are you laughing at, Marty? I don't know what you're laughing at.

Man, I'm practicing for my interview tomorrow, and so far I am killing it.

Oh, good for you, Malcolm.

Thank you.

Oh, that's Chili.

Hey, Chili Mangold.

What's going on, man? Please hold for Chili Mangold.

Okay.

Break yourself, fool!

Chili, that does not work over the phone.

Ah, you know you jumped.

Your message said there's an opening at the top spot of USC, huh?

Uh, yes, there is. And, you know, things seem to be lining up in my favor, but

any help I can get... Say no more.

Come on, you're the man.

You're Chili's assistant!

Write Malcolm a bomb -ass recommendation.

Use big words.

Make Chili smart, eh?

Are you that Calvin guy? No.

Yes, you are. You're on my fuse box.

Oh, you said Calvin. I thought you said Jaquavius.

I'm double parked outside.

I can't even get in for my service appointment. Your guy says nobody's

It's crazy, right? Okay.

Calvin, I'm a barista on the edge, man. Okay, what's going on?

I'm swamped, man. And you see that guy over there? He just ordered a macchiato.

Told me to make it snappy. Yeah, I'll make it snappy. OK, OK, OK. Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa.

Wow, it is popping in here.

Yeah, yeah, we're doing pretty good. Yeah, we're doing pretty good.

That lady over there just asked for a pup cup.

What is that?

Apparently, it's a cup of whipped cream for your dog.

I don't serve dogs.

And you know what? Hey, lady, get that cockapoo off my countertop.

What? Uh, Calvin, you know what would give this place a classy touch?

Artisanal popcorn.

Yes, how many cases can we put you down for?

Cases? Don't you mean bags?

Calvin, this is for a really good cause. A pizza party for Grover.

Well, can't I just buy him a pizza?

I'll put you down for five.

How did the interview go? Mama, Pop, I knocked it out of the park, if you'll

pardon the pun.

However, Ted, Ted loved the pun.

So you got the job.

Well, it's not mine yet, but I blew him away with my vision for the future, and

that recommendation letter from Chili Mango did not hurt.

Hey, I told you so. Thank you, Dad.

Uh,

Dad, the large gentleman with no neck out there wants to know where his

is.

Damn. That's one person.

Yes. And we can't even finish the service on his car because all our bays

full. See, this is the problem when you make this place a destination, Dad.

Nobody leaves.

You know what?

I'm just going to leave it double parked out there. You service it. I need a

courtesy car.

Certainly, sir. I got you. Certainly not. Dave hasn't brought it back yet.

Ooh. That's going to be a no -can game.

Damn it, Dave.

It's not Dave's fault. You put in the brochure we have a fleet.

Yeah, it was supposed to read, up to a fleet.

Up to a fleet is not a thing.

Get out the chair.

Hey, uh, Dad?

What do you want to do about Chocolate Hulk over there?

You still back there?

Pretty sweet ride, huh?

Don't tell your mom, but I've been getting a lot of interested looks from

ladies.

Actually, do tell your mom.

Don't drag me in your thing, okay?

All right, here we go.

Dave! I need my courtesy car back.

You've had it for two days, and your car was ready at lunch yesterday.

I thought you had a fleet.

Yeah. And you got the whole damn fleet.

Talbot, one car does not make up a fleet. I know what a fleet is. Give me

key, Dave.

You think I don't know what a fleet is? I know how many fleets are in a fleet.

Oh, Malcolm, thank you for coming back in on such short notice. It's my

pleasure, Ted.

I'm sure you're wondering what this is all about.

I got a pretty good idea.

Chili, what is Chili Mangold doing here?

Well, I'm happy to announce he is our new head coach.

No.

Chili called to make sure that I had gotten his letter of recommendation for

you. By the way, impressive vocabulary.

Chili's got word.

I love this guy.

Anyways, we got to talking, and it turns out he was at the end of his contract.

Oh, he was, was he?

It also turns out I'm the one who told him the job was open.

Well, thank you for that.

Oh, but hey, hey.

He insisted that you stay on in your current position as batting coach. What?

The dream team is reunited?

Come on, Bobby. Wiggle with Jimmy. No. Yes. No. Yes. I will not wiggle with

Stop wiggling.

But what the hell happened, Ted? I know I did great in that interview. You did.

You killed it. You should be very proud of yourself.

Oh, good. And that pride pays exactly how much, Ted?

Well, you can't really, um, put a price on something like that.

You know what? I can.

Zero. Okay.

All right, I can tell you're a little upset, and I get it. Oh, do you? Yeah.

you, Ted?

Because I know these players.

I know how to get the best out of them. I love this program.

Chili only loves Chili.

Chili's not really loving his new batting coach.

Malcolm, maybe you should calm down before you say something that you might

regret. Oh, that's a good call, Ted.

Yeah, you know why? Because I might regret if I said, um, you're a terrible

athletic director.

Or that the players don't respect you. Or that that bath mat on your head is

fooling anybody.

What do you know?

I don't regret saying any of that.

This hair came from Turkey.

Chili, thank you so much for the generous offer of a job that I already

But you know what? I will not waste another moment of my time or my talent

You know what?

I quit.

Break yourself, fool.

I'm going to need that to get out of the garage.

Hey, honey.

What's wrong?

It's my stupid car.

It's not fixed?

No, it is fixed.

Just Mrs. Solterra and Calvin kicked me out of the slurp club.

This is what rock bottom looks like.

I'm sorry.

But if you want to hear some good news, Grover's class is so close to winning

the pizza party.

Oh, God.

What?

Um, Mom, I really don't want to win the contest.

What? Well, why not, buddy?

I mean, you know, the party is like a little kid thing.

The pizza is, frankly, ass.

Language!

Sorry.

But... You know, you have to stay after school for the party, and everyone in

the class will know it's my fault if we win.

You know what? I get it.

Believe it or not, I was not as cool as I am now when I was your age.

Why wouldn't he believe that?

Anyway, can you just let Katie Friedman win?

It's embarrassing enough being the principal's kid without this.

Well, well, well.

Who's the embarrassing parent now?

It's still you.

Okay, so we agreed we're not accepting any new Slurpees, and only drip coffee

free. Oh, well, it's a good thing that I put in terms and conditions subject to

change at any time.

Wait a minute, it says that?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Does now.

Great news, everybody.

Congratulations.

Here he is, our new head coach.

Nope. Chili man goes swoop in and took it from me.

That dirty backstabbing rat. You know, I knew we couldn't trust him. Why the

hell would you call him?

So what's the great news?

The great news is I quit my job.

Say what now?

I quit.

Look, I was insane to devote my life to an organization that values a showboat

like him over a person with talent and passion like me.

So is it too late to call the Cleveland place, you know, the Big Betty people?

That's tall Betsy, Pop.

And no, I will not be getting a good recommendation.

But that's okay. Look, baseball was leading me nowhere.

I just couldn't see it until now. And now...

I see everything.

Um, how do you see paying rent?

Calvin!

Leave him alone.

Here, just drink some wine. Look, look, I'm telling y 'all, that baseball

hitting our coach in the head, that was the best thing that ever happened.

Again, not to him, that was quite sad.

But to me.

Okay, so what are you going to do?

Anything. Did the ball hit him in the head, too?