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Helga: ARNOLD!

( barking )

HEY, ARNOLD!

( glass shatters )

( girl shrieks )

Helga: HEY, ARNOLD!

ARNOLD!

ARNOLD!

ARNOLD!

[Captioning sponsored by THE U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION

and NICKELODEON]

AR-NOLD!

MOVE IT, FOOTBALL HEAD!

Kids: HEY, ARNOLD!

♪ OH, BURY ME NOT ON THE LONE PRAIRIE ♪

POOKIE, MUST YOU SING AT THIS HOUR?

THAT'S CALAMITY POOKIE TO YOU, SLIM.

GRAB A PLATE AND GET IN LINE.

( muttering ) LUCKY SHE'S GOOD LOOKING...

GOOD MORNING.

WHAT'S GOOD ABOUT IT?

HERE YOU GO, GRAMPS.

YOU GOT IT FOLDED OPEN. I HATE THAT.

STOP CALLING ME "GRAMPS."

I'M NOT YOUR GRAMPS, YOU TINY SHRIMP.

TOUCHY, TOUCHY!

EAT UP, SLIM.

WE GOT 15 MILES OF COW TRAIL

BEFORE WE STOP FOR WATER.

I GOT NO APPETITE.

I'LL TAKE THEM, GRANDPA.

GET YOUR PAWS OFF MY PLATE.

I SAID, "I GOT NO APPETITE"

NOT "HELP YOURSELF," YOU WEASEL.

BOY, THE OLD MAN IS CRANKY TODAY.

THE OLD MAN CAN BE CRANKY IF HE WANTS.

MIND YOUR BUSINESS.

WHO ASKED YOU, HYUNH?

LOOK, IF THE OLD MAN...

AH, QUIET, ALL OF YOU.

AND STOP CALLING ME "OLD MAN."

I'M NOT YOUR OLD MAN!

IF ANYBODY NEEDS ME, I'LL BE IN MY OFFICE

LOOKING THROUGH MY OLD PHOTO ALBUMS

REMEMBERING TIMES LONG PAST, AND GETTING DEPRESSED.

DON'T TOUCH THEM PANCAKES!

WHAT'S WRONG WITH GRANDPA?

IT'S ALMOST HIS BIRTHDAY, ARNOLD.

HE DIDN'T ACT LIKE THIS LAST YEAR.

YES, BUT THIS IS A BIG YEAR FOR PHIL.

HE'LL BE 81, YOU KNOW.

GRANDPA?

THE DOOR'S OPEN.

WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL ABOUT TURNING 81?

THE FAMILY CURSE, ARNOLD.

FAMILY CURSE?

NO ONE IN MY LINE'S

EVER LIVED PAST 81, ARNOLD.

NO ONE!

SATURDAY'S MY BIRTHDAY

AND THEN I BUY THE FARM.

WE'RE BUYING A FARM?

NO, IT'S AN EXPRESSION, YOU KNOW

CLOSE UP SHOP, TAKE A DIRT NAP

WAKE UP TO THE BIG SLEEP.

IT'S CURTAINS FOR ME, BOY.

IT'S ALL OVER BUT THE CRYING.

I'M TALKING ABOUT LARGER FORCES HERE.

THINGS BEYOND OUR CONTROL.

I'M TALKING ABOUT THE MAJESTIC CLOCKWORKS OF THE UNIVERSE.

YOU'RE AS HEALTHY AS YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN.

IT'S MY DESTINY CALLING.

I'VE JUST GOT TO ACCEPT IT.

THE ONLY WAY TO PROVE YOU'RE WRONG

IS TO GET A CHECK-UP.

A CHECK-UP? OH, NO.

I HAVEN'T BEEN INSIDE A DOCTOR'S OFFICE

IN 25 YEARS

AND I DON'T INTEND TO GO NOW

LET ME TELL YOU.

AAH!

GOOD, GOOD.

NOW COUGH.

GEEZ, YOU'RE A PEST.

WHY'D I EVER AGREE TO THIS?

TO PROVE YOU'RE HEALTHY, GRANDPA.

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?

I'M NOT HEALTHY

I'M HANGING ON BY A THREAD.

I'M KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCKING ON HEAVEN'S DOOR.

I'M GOING TO CROAK ON MY 81st BIRTHDAY, SATURDAY.

WHAT DO YOU THINK, DR. STEIGLITZ?

IN MY 81 YEARS OF PRACTICE

I HAVE NEVER SEEN A HEALTHIER MAN HIS AGE.

WHY ARE YOU WHISPERING?

I'M OLD ENOUGH TO HANDLE THE BAD NEWS.

GO AHEAD AND SPILL IT.

YOU'RE AS STRONG AS AN OX, PHIL.

YOU COULD LIVE

TO BE 150 AT THE RATE YOU'RE GOING.

DON'T SUGARCOAT IT, DOC.

I'M FINISHED, AREN'T I?

THAT'S NOT WHAT I SAID AT ALL.

YEP! MIGHT AS WELL PUT ON MY FUNERAL SUIT

TAKE TO MY ROCKING CHAIR AND WAIT FOR THE GRIM REAPER.

BUT, GRANDPA...

BUT NOTHING!

WELL, NOW THAT I'M A GONER

IT'S TIME TO GIVE AWAY ALL MY EARTHLY GOODS.

AND, AS MY ONLY BEGOTTEN GRANDSON

I WANT YOU TO HAVE MY MOST PRIZED POSSESSION, THE PACKARD.

BUT WHAT WOULD I DO WITH A CAR?

WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE IT TO GRANDMA?

ARE YOU CRAZY, BOY?

WOULD YOU TRUST YOUR GRANDMA

BEHIND THE WHEEL OF A CAR?

♪ OH, HE DIED IN THE SADDLE ♪

♪ HE WENT AND BOUGHT THE FARM ♪

♪ AND THEN WE TANNED HIS OLD HIDE ♪

♪ AND NAILED IT TO THE BARN. ♪

SO, I'M LEAVING YOU THE PACKARD, OKAY?

HOWDY, SLIM.

ABOUT TIME FOR THE LAST ROUNDUP, HUH?

THAT'S RIGHT, POOKIE.

IN FACT, ARNOLD AND I WERE JUST GOING

OVER MY LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT.

BESIDES THE BOARDING HOUSE

IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WANT?

SHUCKS, SLIM, I JUST NEED

THE LONESOME TRAIL AHEAD OF ME

THE PRAIRIE WIND AT MY BACK

AND THE MOURNFUL WAIL

OF THE COYOTES ON A MOONLIT NIGHT.

BUT I'LL MISS YOU, SLIM.

♪ OH, BURY ME NOT ON THE LONE PRAIRIE... ♪

I HAVE TO DECIDE WHICH BOARDER GETS

MY MATCHING SET OF CROQUET MALLETS.

I'LL TAKE THEM, GRANDPA.

OVER MY DEAD BODY, KOKOSHKA.

YOU'RE NOT GETTING A SINGLE ONE. NOW BEAT IT!

WHERE WERE WE, ARNOLD?

I'M OLD AND FEEBLE

AND CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT I WAS SAYING.

SUMMING UP YOUR LIFE...

OH, YES, THE FAMILY CURSE.

WELL, SHORT MAN, IT'S BEEN A LONG, RICH AND HAPPY LIFE.

BUT NOW IT'S NEARLY TIME TO JOIN THE CHOIR INVISIBLE.

YES, I'VE HAD MANY WONDERFUL EXPERIENCES.

I'VE WATCHED OUR HOME TEAM WIN THE PENNANT.

I'VE SAT THROUGH DOUBLE FEATURES AT THE KISKA.

I'VE TASTED THE CORN DOGS DOWN AT THE RIVER'S DOCK.

NOW, IN THE TWILIGHT OF MY FINAL DAYS

THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO DO

BUT SIT HERE IN MY ROCKER AND WAIT FOR THE END.

( sighs )

( rocker creaking )

FAMILY CURSE, HUH?

IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE, ARNOLD.

YOUR GRANDPA'S IN GREAT SHAPE.

HE BENCH-PRESSED 210 POUNDS.

PRETTY GOOD FOR AN OLD GUY.

THIS WHOLE FAMILY CURSE THING IS CRAZY.

I DON'T THINK GRANDPA REALLY BELIEVES IN IT.

MAYBE, I MEAN

JUST MAYBE NOW, HE COULD BE

DOING THIS TO GET YOUR ATTENTION.

MAYBE IF I GET HIM AWAY

FROM THE BOARDING HOUSE

HE'D FORGET ALL ABOUT THIS CURSE.

TAKE HIM TO A BALL GAME.

ICE SKATING.

THE MOVIES.

I THINK THIS JUST MIGHT WORK.

SEE YOU, GERALD.

OSKAR, ERNIE

MR. HYUNH AND ALL MY FRIENDS.

IT'S FRIDAY.

MY LAST DAY ON EARTH.

THE REASON I ASKED YOU ALL HERE IS, WELL

I'VE THOUGHT LONG AND HARD ABOUT IT

AND I'VE DECIDED

THAT I'M LEAVING EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU...

ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!

NOW SCRAM, ALL OF YOU. VAMOOSE!

HE DIDN'T LEAVE ME ANYTHING.

THIS GUY IS REALLY CHEAP.

GRANDPA, HOW ARE YOU DOING?

OH, I'M TIRED, AND MY BONES ACHE

AND IT'S GETTING ALL DARK, SHORT MAN.

EVEN IF YOU BELIEVE IN THE FAMILY CURSE

AND THINK YOUR LIFE IS GOING TO END...

MIDNIGHT TONIGHT.

SHOULDN'T YOU SPEND

YOUR LAST DAY HAVING FUN?

OOH, BUT ARNOLD, I'M OLD, AND...

WE COULD DO ALL THE THINGS YOU LOVE--

GO TO A BALL GAME, GO ICE SKATING.

PLEASE, GRANDPA. ONE LAST TIME, FOR ME?

ALL RIGHT, IF IT'LL MAKE YOU HAPPY.

WELL, ARNOLD. I HAVEN'T ENJOYED

A CORN DOG THIS MUCH SINCE I WAS A LAD.

I KNOW. THESE ARE GREAT.

HOW ABOUT THAT SUNSET?

IT'S BEEN THE NICEST AFTERNOON I'VE HAD IN AGES.

THANKS A LOT, SHORT MAN.

WE COULD DO THIS KIND OF THING EVERY DAY, FROM NOW ON.

DON'T YOU THINK, GRANDPA?

OH, YEAH, SURE WE COULD.

OH, EXCEPT FOR ONE THING.

I'M CROAKING AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT!

KIND OF PUTS A DAMPER ON YOUR LITTLE PLAN

DOESN'T IT, SHORT MAN?

WE'D BETTER GET BACK TO THE BOARDING HOUSE

SO I CAN SAY GOOD-BYE TO POOKIE.

( thunder )

( funereal organ music playing )

AH, GRAMPS.

( thunder )

HE WAS SO GOOD.

( sniffling )

WELL, THE END DRAWS NEAR, SHORT MAN.

GRANDPA.

NOW, NOW, ARNOLD.

WE'VE ALL GOT TO FACE THE MUSIC SOMETIME.

UNFORTUNATELY

I HAVE TO FACE THIS MUSIC.

SO, SIT HERE BY ME, AND KEEP ME COMPANY

IN MY FINAL MINUTES OF LIFE.

DID GRANDPA BUY THE FARM YET?

NO, BUT IF HE KICKS THE BUCKET

IN TWO MINUTES, I WIN THE POOL.

THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

THERE IS NO FAMILY CURSE.

( clock striking midnight )

I'M SORRY, ARNOLD.

BUT IT'S TIME FOR ME TO GO.

( wind whistles )

( Grandpa groans )

IS THE OLD MAN...?

YES, HE FINISHED.

HOORAY! I WIN THE POOL.

( laughs )

WELL, THAT'S IT.

I MUST BE IN HEAVEN.

WAIT A MINUTE.

OH, NO! OSKAR'S HERE.

THIS MUST BE THE OTHER PLACE.

NO, GRANDPA.

IT'S THE BOARDING HOUSE.

YOU'RE STILL HERE.

OH, YES. WELL, IT'S STILL MY TIME TO GO.

JUST LIKE MY GRANDFATHER BEFORE ME.

BORN IN 1830, DIED IN 1921.

AND HIS FATHER

BORN IN 1800, DIED IN 1891.

GRANDPA, THAT MEANS THEY WERE BOTH 91 WHEN THEY DIED.

( muttering, counting )

OH, I'M AN IDIOT!

THAT'S RIGHT.

THE FAMILY CURSE IS 91, NOT 81.

THAT MEANS I HAVE TEN MORE YEARS BEFORE I'M WORM CHOW.

I'M NOT GOING TO DIE!

AT LEAST NOT NOW.

( playing Sousa march )

♪ THREE CHEERS FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE ♪

WHOO! ♪ DA-DA DUM, DA-DA DEE ♪

♪ DA-DA DEE, DEE... ♪

OH-HA! ♪ DEE DEE DEE... ♪

OH, GREAT.

NOW I LOSE THE POOL.

YOU SEE, YOU SEE?

I ALL DRESS UP, AND NOTHING!

THIS CALLS FOR A CELEBRATION, SHORT MAN.

LET'S GO OUT FOR ICE CREAM.

I'M NOT SURE THAT'S A GOOD IDEA, GRANDPA.

YOU'RE 81 YEARS OLD.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

YOU HEARD THE DOCTOR, I'M QUITE A SPECIMEN.

I'M STRONG AS AN OX.

NOW LET'S GO GET ICE CREAM.

SAY, I WONDER IF WE CAN GET A CORN DOG AT THIS HOUR?

LET'S TAKE IN A COUPLE OF MOVIES...

( bell rings )

HELGA, AREN'T YOU GOING

TO MAKE A MOTHER'S DAY CARD?

I ALREADY MADE IT.

IT'S RATHER PLAIN, ISN'T IT?

IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED, PHOEBE

MIRIAM ISN'T EXACTLY WORLD'S GREATEST MOM MATERIAL.

WELL, I UNDERSTAND, BUT...

WHAT KIND OF MOTHER PACKS LUNCH WITH PLASTIC SILVERWARE

TOWELETTES, AND NO SANDWICH?

OR TAKES IMPROMPTU NAPS BEHIND THE SOFA WHILE I'M STARVING?

OR CONSTANTLY FORGETS TO PICK ME UP FROM SOCCER PRACTICE?!

WELL, NO ONE'S PERFECT.

YEAH, ESPECIALLY MIRIAM.

SURE, I'D LIKE TO HAVE A MOM THAT DID GREAT THINGS

OR EVEN JUST DID THE THINGS SHE SAID SHE WOULD.

I'D LOVE TO HAVE A MOM THAT WASN'T ALWAYS MESSING UP

AND MAKING MISTAKES... BUT I DON'T.

I'VE GOT MIRIAM.

SO I GUESS YOU'RE NOT DOING

ANYTHING SPECIAL THIS WEEKEND?

WELL, NOT LIKE IT'S ANY BUSINESS OF YOURS, ARNOLDO

BUT ME, MOM AND DAD ARE SUPPOSED TO VISIT

MY GRANDMA IN SOUTH DAKOTA.

SOUNDS LIKE FUN.

I'D RATHER HAVE ROOT CANAL.

YOU SHOULD GIVE YOUR MOM A CHANCE.

HAVE A LITTLE FAITH IN PEOPLE.

( telephone rings )

BIG BOB HERE.

UH-HUH. YEAH.

OH, HECK, YEAH, I CAN MAKE IT.

WAKE UP. GOT A LITTLE CHANGE OF PLANS.

THERE'S A BIG CLIENT DOWN IN DALLAS

WANTS TO BUY A WHOLE MESS OF BEEPERS.

BUT, THEN...

I'M ON MY WAY TO THE AIRPORT.

BUT, THEN...

I'M ON MY WAY TO THE AIRPORT.

THAT'S RIGHT, MIRIAM.

JUST YOU AND HELGA DRIVING TO SOUTH DAKOTA.

YOU'RE KIDDING, RIGHT?

IT'S OKAY, HELGA, IT'LL BE FUN.

WE NEVER GET

TO SPEND TIME TOGETHER.

WHAT DO YOU SAY?

( horn honking )

YOU ARE JOKING, RIGHT, DAD?

MIRIAM AND ME ALONE ON THE ROAD?

PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE JOKING.

PLEASE.

( tires squealing )

HOW ARE THINGS GOING AT SCHOOL, HELGA?

GOOD.

GOOD.

HOW ARE THINGS...

AROUND THE HOUSE?

OH, TERRIFIC.

YEAH.

HOW'S YOUR LITTLE FRIEND

██

UM, UH... PHOEBE?

SHE'S STILL YOUR BEST FRIEND?

YUP, STILL MY BEST FRIEND.

WELL, NOW THAT WE'RE ALL CAUGHT UP

MIND IF I TURN ON THE RADIO?

OKAY, SURE, YEAH.

( staticky heavy metal music playing... )

( shouting above music ): DO YOU MIND

IF WE LISTEN TO SOME OTHER MUSIC?

( yells ): WHAT?

I SAY, DO YOU MIND

IF WE LISTEN TO SOME OTHER...

( turns down volume )

( normally ): MUSIC?

( sighs ) FINE.

( jumble of stations )

OH, I HAVEN'T HEARD THIS SONG IN YEARS.

A STROLL DOWN MEMORY LANE, HUH?

YES. OH, IT SURE IS.

♪ OH, TOMORROW'S ALWAYS JUST A DAY AWAY... ♪

AND THEN WHEN I WAS 15

OH, IT WAS THE SUMMER OF LOVE.

MOM, I'M REALLY HUNGRY.

OH, LOOK! THE WHEELER INN

AND A HERB'S BIG GUY RESTAURANT

WITH A KARAOKE LOUNGE!

( gasps )

KARAOKE, UH, NO, NO, MOM, PLEASE, NO.

I REALLY DON'T THINK...

( horn blaring )

( screeches to halt )

♪ WE GOT TOMORROW ♪

♪ WHO NEEDS YESTERDAY? ♪

♪ 'CAUSE, OH, TOMORROW'S ALWAYS JUST A DAY AWAY... ♪

YES, YES!

HI, HELGA, HI, HONEY!

PLEASE, JUST TAKE ME NOW.

♪ ALWAYS JUST A DAY AWAY! ♪

( crickets chirping )

( mumbling ): ♪ TOMORROW'S JUST... ♪

( snoring... )

( birds singing )

( door bursting open )

( crash )

OH, I SLEPT SO GOOD.

I FEEL SO RESTED.

DON'T YOU, HELGA?

HERE, HOLD THIS.

MIRIAM!

OH, I'M SORRY, SWEETHEART.

HERE, THAT'LL COME OUT.

MOM, QUIT IT.

JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!

DON'T WORRY, HELGA.

IT'S A BRAND-NEW

BRIGHT SUNNY DAY.

IT'S GOING TO BE FINE.

( moaning )

YOU HAVE TO THINK POSITIVE, HONEY.

( horn blaring )

( tires squealing )

OH, HELGA, HOW ABOUT PLAYING A GAME?

( sullenly ): WHAT KIND OF A GAME?

OH, I KNOW! THE LICENSE PLATE GAME.

OR, OR YOU PICK A COLOR

LIKE BLUE, AND I PICK RED

AND THEN WE SEE HOW MANY CARS WITH THOSE COLORS DRIVE BY?

OH... YOU USED TO LOVE THAT GAME WHEN YOU WERE A LITTLE GIRL.

THIS JUST IN, MOM.

I'M NOT A LITTLE GIRL ANYMORE.

YOU'RE STILL MY LITTLE GIRL, HELGA.

OH, CRIMINY.

SO...

DO YOU WANT TO PLAY ONE OF THOSE GAMES?

NO, MOM, I REALLY DON'T.

Miriam: DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT ROAD WE'RE SUPPOSED TO TAKE NEXT?

HOW ON EARTH SHOULD I KNOW?

YOU'RE THE ADULT IN THIS CAR.

I WROTE THE DIRECTIONS ON

THE BACK OF THAT ENVELOPE THERE.

( tires squealing )

WATCH THE ROAD!

OH!

OH! OOPSY!

GREAT, MOM. YOU LOST THE DIRECTIONS.

OH, WELL, THAT'S OKAY

'CAUSE I HAVE A MAP.

MOM, THIS IS A MAP

OF WANKYLAND.

GREAT. WE'RE TOTALLY LOST ON THE ROAD TO NOWHERE

WITH A MAP OF WANKYLAND.

HAVE A LITTLE FAITH IN ME, HELGA.

( horn blaring )

TRUCK!

( screaming... )

( tires squealing )

( crash )

( moos )

( screams )

LOOK, HELGA, A COW!

WELL, NOW THAT'S FUNNY.

I REMEMBER TAKING IT WITH ME

WHEN WE LEFT THE WHEELER INN.

MOM, PLEASE TELL ME YOU DIDN'T LEAVE YOUR PURSE

ON TOP OF THE CAR AGAIN.

OH, DEAR, HELGA, I THINK THAT

THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED.

Man: MM-HMM... SO

YOU DOESN'T HAVE ANY MONEY, HMM?

I'VE GOT $5.37.

WELP, THIS HERE FIX-IT JOB IS GOING

TO SET YOU BACK $497.98, MM-HMM.

YOU COULD DETERMINE THAT JUST FROM...

MM-HMM.

HELGA, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

DON'T WORRY, HELGA

EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE FINE.

WELL, YOU'VE DONE GREAT SO FAR, MIRIAM.

YOU LOST THE MAP

RAN US OFF THE ROAD

LEFT YOUR PURSE ON TOP OF THE CAR AGAIN

AND WE'RE STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.

I'M NINE YEARS OLD.

YOU'RE THE PARENT.

YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TAKE CARE OF ME

BUT YOU COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT.

FACE IT, MIRIAM, YOU'RE A LOUSY MOM.

LOOK, I'M STARVING.

I'M GOING TO GET A CHEESEBURGER.

( bell on door rings )

"MECHANICAL BULL RIDING CONTEST SATURDAY NIGHT."

( gasps )

A CHEESEBURGER, LARGE FRIES AND A SHAKE.

HELGA, LOOK.

YOU? A MECHANICAL BULL CONTEST?

IT'S ONLY FIVE DOLLARS TO ENTER, AND IF I WIN

WE'LL GET ENOUGH MONEY TO FIX THE CAR.

I'M GETTING A CHEESEBURGER.

HELGA, I NEED YOUR FIVE DOLLARS FOR THE ENTRANCE FEE.

HAVE A LITTLE FAITH.

I, I COULD WIN.

FINE, MIRIAM.

YOU WANT TO BLOW OUR LAST FIVE BUCKS SO

YOU CAN ENTER A MECHANICAL BULL CONTEST?

GO AHEAD. YOU'VE MESSED EVERYTHING ELSE UP.

MIGHT AS WELL MAKE IT A PERFECT TRIP.

SIGN ME UP, PLEASE.

( whistling and applause )

CRIMINY. MOM'S GOING TO RIDE THAT THING?

SHE'LL KILL HERSELF.

YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING TO WIN

THAT 500 BUCKS, LITTLE LADY?

WELL, I'M GOING TO TRY.

I GUESS YOU DON'T KNOW I'VE WON THAT CONTEST FIVE YEARS RUNNING.

WHAT DO YOU SAY TO THAT?

WHOA!

( laughter )

NOW LET'S GET THIS CONTEST ROLLING.

THE RULES ARE SIMPLE.

I KEEP THE TIME.

WHOEVER LASTS THE LONGEST

WITHOUT GETTING THROWED WINS THE CASH.

BILL, YOU'RE UP FIRST.

( cheers and whistles )

( loud clanking )

( hooting and cheering )

( crash )

THREE SECONDS.

( cheering and whistling )

( thud )

( laughter )

ALL RIGHT, SLIM

YOU'RE UP.

( laughs heartily )

LET HER GO.

( clanking )

( cheering throughout... )

FOUR MINUTES AND 15 SECONDS.

THAT'S THE BEST TIME SO FAR.

ALL RIGHT, MIRIAM

YOU'RE UP.

( jeering laughter )

I CAN'T EVEN WATCH THIS.

Woman: NO!

YEE-HAW. YEE-HAW!

( chortling )

( clanking )

( laughter continues )

( din audible outside )

Woman: COME ON!

I RECKON SHE'S NOT TOO BAD, MM-HMM.

STILL ON, ANYWAY.

( ruckus continues )

( Miriam screaming )

MOM!

MOM, ARE YOU OKAY?!

THAT'S INVIGORATING.

THE NEW BULL RIDING CHAMPEEN

AND WINNER OF 500 SMACKERS

COWGIRL MIRIAM!

( cheering, whooping, merry laughter )

Helga: BUT MOM, THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WON.

WELL, HELGA, I WAS STATE BULL RIDING CHAMPION

WHEN I WAS A GIRL.

YOU NEVER TOLD ME THAT.

THERE'S A LOT I NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT MYSELF.

WHAT ELSE DID YOU DO WHEN YOU WERE A GIRL?

THERE'S SO MUCH I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU.

( clears throat )

WELL, I GUESS IT ALL STARTED

WHEN I WAS NINE.

I WANTED TO RIDE HORSES

AND MY FATHER DIDN'T THINK I COULD DO IT.

HE SAID I'D GET HURT, AND I SAID, "DADDY..."

( screams ): TRUCK!

OH, DON'T WORRY, I SEE IT.

OH, MOM.

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Captioned by The Caption Center WGBH Educational Foundation]

♪ ...WE'LL COUNT THE MILES ♪

♪ WE'LL COUNT THE MILES ♪

♪ IT TAKES AWHILE ♪

♪ IT TAKES AWHILE ♪

♪ AND WE'LL SHARE THE SMILES ALONG THE WAY ♪

♪ 'CAUSE WE GOT TOMORROW ♪

♪ WE GOT IT ♪

♪ WHO NEEDS YESTERDAY? ♪

Miriam: ♪ HEY, HEY, HEY! ♪ COME ON, HELGA!

♪ 'CAUSE, OH, TOMORROW'S ALWAYS JUST A DAY AWAY ♪

Miriam: YEAH!

♪ OH, TOMORROW'S ALWAYS JUST A DAY AWAY... ♪

AND BIG FINISH!

♪ AWAY! ♪

( horn blaring )

Helga: TRUCK!