All language subtitles for The Kicks s01e02 There No I In Team.eng

[whistle blowing]

Devin: I wasn't thrilled
about moving to L.A.,

but I gotta say,

it's growing on me.

It's always sunny.

You can play
year-round soccer.

Plus, they sell press shoes
on every corner.

- [whistle blows]
- That's it for today.

Thank you all for
trying out for Club soccer.

Final decisions
will go out tomorrow.

Devin.

Nice work out there today.

Thanks. It felt good.

It looked good.

I'm glad you came out.
You're very talented.

I look forward to
seeing more from you.

It's official.

I'm really starting to
love L.A.

♪ Five, six ♪

♪ Five, six, seven, eight ♪

♪♪

[cheering]

Well?

I like it. Spicy.

I'm tellin' you,
this one's gonna change the world.

You said that about
the wasabi one.

So things are going better
at work, then.

Yeah, I think the employees
are finally warming up to me.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Chief.

Where you goin'?

Lunch.

That's not warming up.
You ate lunch alone.

That's depressing.

It's normal.
Nobody eats lunch with their boss.

I know, but, you know,
I-- I've always been one of the guys.

And when you were,
how many times did you eat lunch with your boss?

Well, that's absurd.

Nobody wanted to
have lunch with Jay.

- Oh, my God, I'm Jay.
- I liked Jay.

Yeah, that's 'cause
you saw him once a year at the Christmas party

when he was pretending
to be nice.

You better
get used to it.

Corporate sent you out here
to be the new CEO.

You can't be
everyone's friend.

But why can't I be both?

Because no one likes
the guy that fires people.

I haven't fired anybody.

Yet.

Guess what.

No ball in the house.

Sorry. Forgot.

And cleats off.

Sorry. Forgot.

So? How were tryouts?

A-mazing.

The coach took me aside
to tell me she was glad I came out.

And you ready for this?

She said she was
looking forward to seeing more from me.

Don't brag or anything.

Nice job, Dev.

[sighs] The players
are so good.

Wait 'til you see them.

Oh, sorry,
I will not be having dinner with you guys for a while.

I'm mean,
The Kicks practice all the way 'til four,

and then Club 'til seven.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
back up.

You're not playing
both Kicks and Club.

Seriously?

I'm with your mom
on this one.

Do you want me to get
your report card out from last year?

You were over-scheduled,
and your grades suffered.

She's right. We're not
going through that again.

But that was last year.
I can handle it now.

My time management skills
are way better.

You were up all night
cramming for Spanish

because you had
Kicks practice.

Just sayin'.

Speaking of,
how'd you do on the quiz?

Oh, come on, Dev.

It's not my fault.

Everyone here grows up
speaking Spanish.

Back home,
the only Spanish I learned was taco Tuesday.

I rest our case.

Look,
I'm glad you did well,

but you're gonna have to
make a decision.

Kicks or Club.

I like all the girls
in The Kicks.

But I'll never
get to the Olympics

unless I'm on a Club team.

I mean,
I don't want to, but...

I guess I'll have to
quit The Kicks.

Hopefully,
they won't care.

[school bell rings]

Surprised?

You can say that.
When did you do all this?

Last night.

It was so much fun.
And we ordered pizza.

It's a tradition.
This is how we welcome new players.

FYI: I didn't help.

Another tradition.

She never helps.

I-- I don't know
what to say.

You didn't have to do this.

We wanted to.
We're really happy you joined the team.

Yeah,
we kicked butt last game because of you.

For the record,
I was the one who scored.

- From Devin's pass.
- It doesn't matter.

We lost 7-1.

I know but we haven't scored
against Pinewood

since my mom went here,
and she's really old.

[chuckles] Yeah,
seriously, Devin,

I was sure you were
gonna go play Club, and blow us all off.

Well, I wouldn't say
playing Club is exactly be--

I mean,
they're really good. You should see them.

Wait,
when did you see them?

[scoffs]
I don't believe it.

You tried out for Club,
didn't you?

Okay, yes, fine,
I did.

And?

And I want to play both,
but my parents won't let me,

so blame them for
making me choose.

Did they make you
choose Club?

Well, no.

But, come on,
you guys understand, right?

Uh, no.

Well, I guess I just thought
since I only played one game with you, it--

Spare us.
We don't need you.

We kinda do.

You're welcome.

Let's go, Zoe.

[sighs]

Hey, Vic.
Pull up a chair.

Uh, thanks, Chief,
but I'm late for my 1:30.

It's 12:15.

Hey, Emma.
Want to sit?

Oh, um, sorry,
I've got Math at 1:30.

It's 12:15.

I'm just saying
I feel bad for her.

She looked sad
eating all alone.

Stop feeling bad
for everyone.

She betrayed us, Zoe.

I know, I know.
You make a good point.

Look,
Devin totally used us.

She played one game,
acted like she was all team Kicks,

and then dumped us
as soon as she could.

Well,
when you put it like that it does sound kinda harsh.

I say we freeze her out.

Why do you even care?

You barely show up
to practice anyway.

Good point, Emma.

Hey, I never pretended to be
anything I'm not.

That's true.
She hasn't.

You've always been selfish.

Another good point,
Emma.

Will you pick a side
and stick to it?

That's true.
I know, I should.

But I can't.

Okay, that's it
for today, guys.

Mirabelle, can I see you
in my office for a sec?

Okay.

Is this about my
late English paper?

Because I swear,
my email was down,

and I just
couldn't send it.

No, it's not about that.

But that's
a pitiful excuse.

It's about Devin.

Well, I'm irritated.

She just blew us off.

You sound a little jealous.

Of Devin?
Yeah, right.

So it doesn't bother you that
she made Club and you didn't?

Look, I couldn't care less
about Club soccer. Okay?

I mean, it's a total
time suck anyways.

Mirabelle, remember that
I'm also your counselor.

And you sat in that same chair
last year in tears

because you didn't make Club.

I didn't cry.

Nobody knows I tried out.

Just try and be
sensitive to Devin.

She's doing her best
just like you.

They decorated your locker?

I know, right?

And then they
un-decorated it.

I mean, I played one game,
which we lost big time.

Didn't think
they cared so much.

They were probably hurt
because you rejected them.

Aren't you supposed to
make me feel better?

[sighs]
Sorry, you're right.

Club soccer
is more important.

I didn't mean to hurt them,

but do you know how many
pro players

have come out of
the California Club system?

Yes, you've told me.

[sighs]

Don't beat yourself up.

You did the right thing.

Are you just saying that
to make me feel better?

- Yes.
- Kara!

Ignore me, I'm tired.

It's 8:30.

In L.A.
It's 11:30 here.

FYI: It's always
three hours later in Connecticut.

I keep forgetting.
Sorry.

Go to sleep.

[electronic blip]

Hey, Dev,
I've got some of your--

What's wrong?

I didn't make Club.

What?

But I thought the tryouts
went well.

Yeah. Me, too.

I'm sorry,

but you'll still
play soccer.

You have The Kicks.

Not anymore.

I quit.

Before you heard back from
the Club team?

Yes, Mom.
And I know what you're gonna say.

It was dumb,
and you're right.

Okay.

I'm gonna
leave you alone now.

I'll be downstairs
if you want to talk.

There's nothing
to talk about.

Hey. Do you know where
the cards are?

You're playing poker now?
Seems like the perfect time.

I have to drive
Bailey and Dev to school, and you've gotta work.

I know,
but I'm thinking about having a poker night.

With my employees.

I thought they hated you.

Not for long.

I had an epiphany
last night.

You know, when I was
working under Jay,

he never once made an effort
to befriend his employees.

I'm not gonna be Jay.

So you're making
mandatory fun?

No, I'm not making
mandatory anything.

I'm just inviting them
to our house

so they can see me as someone
other than their boss.

But you are their boss.

Well, that may be,
but...

I'm still gonna be me.

No run this morning?

No. What's the point?

I'm not training.
My soccer season is over.

Don't you think you're being
the slightest bit dramatic?

No. I didn't make Club.

I might as well just
give it up all together.

Right.
Not dramatic at all.

Last night when I was
unpacking some boxes,

I found something.

You made this when you were
seven years old. Remember?

"Dear Mommy and Daddy,

"I'm gonna be
a pro soccer player when I grow up.

"P.S.:
I love brownies."

[laughs] So cute.

You spelled brownies
with two Es.

[laughs]
And soccer with a K.

Nice try, Mom.
But let's face it,

I'm not
the great soccer player I thought I was.

And now, as a bonus,
I also don't have any friends.

The Kicks hate me.

Stop.
They don't hate you.

Hey, traitor.

Morning, traitor.

- Girl: Traitor.
- Hey, traitor.

Oh, come on.

I know you guys
are upset.

Save your excuses.
Traitor.

You don't have to be
so immature.

Oh, it was very mature
the way you blew us off.

Zoe?

We're-- we're just
a little disappointed.

You let us down.

I hope it was worth it.

Have fun with all your
new Club friends.

I didn't make Club,
okay?

Okay, wait.
What do you mean you didn't make Club?

You said you did.

No. I assumed I did.

But I wasn't good enough
to make the team.

There. You happy?

[school bell rings]

Feel like talking?

Not really.

I do.

Coach Flores,
this really isn't necessary.

I'm also your counselor.

And these are my
counseling hours.

So humor me.

Look, I'm-- I'm sorry
you didn't make Club,

but there's always
next year.

You don't understand.

Soccer is more than
something I do for fun.

I know.

I love
how passionate you are,

which is why
I don't want you to give up hope.

You're my coach.
You tell me,

what am I doing wrong?

Why didn't I make the cut?

Devin, let's be honest.

I'm not really a coach,
per se,

I'm an English teacher.

And a student counselor.

I only coach
because apparently,

I'm not busy enough.

Maybe you should talk to
the Club team coach.

I-- I don't know.

Star athletes aren't born.
They are made.

Yeah, I saw the poster
when I walked in.

And that's not just
a pithy poster.

It's true.
You need persistence.

[door opens]

I got your message.
You wanted to talk with me?

Yes, uh, Principal Walker.
You know our new student?

Of course.
Devin, from Florida.

- Connecticut.
- That's what I meant.

Uh, thanks, Coach Flores.
I'd better get to class.

Think about what I said.

Yeah.

- [whistle blows]
- Coach: Let's go!

Inside, outside.

Pick it up!

Devin: But you said
I was talented,

and you were
looking forward to working with me.

You are talented,
but there are a lot of talented players.

This is southern California.

I-- I'm learning.

Is there any advice
you can give me?

You know, something
I could work on?

[sighs]

Your issue is
you're one dimensional.

What? How?

Look, you're strong forward,
especially on your right,

but your left side is weak.

But I play right.

You have to be strong
on every side.

If you want to make it
to the next level,

you need to become
more multifaceted.

Well, thanks for
being honest, I guess.

Keep kicking.

I will.

- Let's go!
- [whistle blows]

But on my left side.

Okay.
Whoa, what is that?

Cracked wheat crackers and
imported Fourme D'Ambert cheese.

I can't serve this.

I'm trying to
make them feel like I'm part of the team.

How am I gonna do that
serving elitist cheese?

I didn't know cheese
could be elitist.

Maybe just give them
some cheddar slices.

Oh, sure, and let them think
I'm talking down to them?

You've really put
a lot of thought into cheese.

Okay, let me get
the hummus, then.

You're joking, right?
Hummus?

Sweetheart, hummus is
what we do, like, all day.

I prefer to keep
all things hummus at the office,

thank you very much.

Okay,
take a deep breath.

- That's not gonna help.
- I was talking to myself.

- Right.
- Here.

Have a piece of
elitist cheese.

- No, I--
- Hmm?

They'll be here
any minute, okay?

[poker chips clatter]

Call.

Hmm. I think you're
bluffing, Dad.

You have a bad poker face.

You mean I look like I care
my entire staff blew me off?

'Cause I don't.

Ha, ha!

Poker's fun.

We should do this
every night.

I can't believe
they'd do this to me.

I can.
People are awful.

They call you traitor
and ignore you at lunch.

I hear that.

Ugh, this pity party
is getting really old.

What you're trying to do
is admirable,

but not realistic.

Like I said,
it's okay to be the boss.

You're right.

You're right,
I'm done trying to be Mr. Nice Boss.

Your employees
are intimidated,

but that comes with
the territory.

Call a staff meeting
and clear the air.

You, too.

I doubt the Kicks will come
to my staff meeting.

They're jerks, anyway.

No, they're hurt.

And honestly,
I don't blame them.

Face it, Dev.
You screwed up.

Own up to it.

Bailey:
Well, I, for one, am having fun.

School's easy,
I met some cool friends,

and the comic book shop
at the mall

has an actual bat cave.

What more could I ask for?

Are you done?

Well, I wasn't,
but I can be.

- Be.
- Come on.

You don't get it, Mom.
Everything's going great for you.

Really?
Is that what you think?

'Cause you're wrong.

I haven't made one friend
since we moved here,

business is lousy,

and I'm still afraid
to drive on the freeways.

They're crazy big.

But I thought you got
two jobs last week?

No, I got two interviews
last week.

I lost them both to
local event planners.

Point is, we just
have to keep going.

We can't give up.

- I know.
- You're right.

- [doorbell rings]
- [knocking]

- Hey.
- Chief, sorry we're late.

We would have
been here sooner, but, you know,

- the storm.
- It's just drizzling.

No such thing in L.A.

Didn't you see the news?

The rain caused
a Sig alert,

there was a mudslide
at the Sepulveda pass. Ugh.

I have no idea
what you're saying,

but we're glad
you made it.

Come on in.

Oh, you'll learn
Sepulveda.

Oh, just a head's up,
the fancy cheese is all gone.

Okay.

What can I get you guys?

Practice time, huh?

Wait.

Please.

There's something
I need to say.

I get it. You're mad
and I don't blame you.

Save it.
Come on.

Can't we just
let her talk?

I mean,
what's it gonna hurt?

All right.
Whatever. Talk.

Look, I'm not sorry
I tried out for Club.

Not the best apology
so far.

What I mean is,

trying out for Club
isn't the problem,

and-- and the fact that
I wasn't good enough

isn't the problem.

Although I'm
seriously bummed.

The problem is I didn't
think of you guys at all.

Clearly.

I should have
taken your feelings into consideration.

I guess I didn't handle
the whole thing very well.

No need to guess.
You didn't.

So let me
get this straight.

Now that Club's
out of the picture,

you just want to
crawl back to us?

I wouldn't put it
that way,

but yes.

I like you guys,

and I'm really sorry
I let you down.

Thanks for apologizing.
I forgive you.

Uh-uh-uh.
Not so fast.

How do we know you won't
dump us again?

Where is she going to go?

It's true.
The Club team already announced their roster.

I don't expect you to
forgive me so easily,

but I'm willing to
earn your trust.

Here.

What's this?

You want to be
on the team so badly,

you can be the
equipment manager.

Great idea.

Emma: Yeah, you get to
set up the practices,

and clean up afterwards.

Including washing
sweaty pennies.

Sounds fair.

Can I hug her now?

[scoffs]

Okay, well,
better get moving.

[grunting]

[exhales]

Hey, I'm sure there are
plenty of decent players

who don't get into Club.

Devin: I love soccer.

The smell of the grass.

The feel of your foot
connecting with the ball.

The thrill of
getting a goal.

But the best part of soccer

is being on a team.

[laughing]

I almost forgot that.

Girls!

Hold up!
Practice is cancelled.

What?! Why?

Well, unfortunately,
Coach Flores had a family emergency,

and she had to
leave suddenly.

When is she coming back?

I'm not sure.
It may be a while.

Uh, but what about us?
Who's our coach?

For now,
you don't have one.

Devin: Yep.
I'm part of a team.

A team that can't play.

♪♪

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