All language subtitles for Date.My.Dad.S01E08_English

[***]

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.

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, 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.

[***]