Brink! Page #4
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Look, buddy, you want to get a job,
I think that's great.
But not skating.
Dad, it's $200 a week.
Not skating!
So, Jordy, he hits the rail,
pulls it halfway,
and then he lands it right on his crotch!
Oh, man, the poor dude got worked.
I thought Gabriella was gonna need oxygen,
she was laughing so hard.
I thought he should put some ice on it,
but he just kept saying, "No ice! No ice!"
-[knocking]
-[Jerry] I need the phone.
Hold on a second.
You can use it when I'm done.
You know, we did okay after you took off,
but it just wasn't the same without you.
C'mon, man. You don't mean that.
Excuse me?
You're the captain of our team, remember?
We can't have our captain
missing any more sessions.
Hey, Peter, there's something
I gotta tell you right now, man.
-Wait a second.
-Now, Peter!
I'm getting off.
Brink, man, I'm sorry.
Stepdad Of The Year is about to go postal
on me if I don't let him use the phone.
-I'll see you at school tomorrow.
-Wait, wait. Pete, Pete!
-[dial tone]
-God!
You need more baking powder.
What?
next to the number.
That means tablespoon.
-Why are you even watching me?
-There you go.
Hey, you okay, man? It's only a cake.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, uh...
Did you guys ever notice that
baking a cake is a lot like friendship?
Excuse me?
No, I mean...
All right.
You put a lot of work into it, right?
And sometimes it doesn't turn out
the way you expected it to...
but it still tastes good.
I told you not to eat
that spoonful of frosting.
Yeah, man, sugar can mess you up.
It's true. I have this cousin,
and she's not allowed to eat any sugar.
But one day, she had, like,
four jellybeans
and bounced off the walls like a pinball.
-It was like--
-Shut up, Jordy.
Please.
Guys, there's something
I'm trying to tell you.
-There you go with that "guy" stuff again.
-Gabriella, chill out for a second.
I got to talk to you guys
about the invitational.
Oh, yeah.
We're gonna have a good time, huh?
-Sweet.
-Hey, Betty Crockers.
Oh, love the aprons.
So, how's the training going?
I mean, the invitational's
right around the corner.
Last two years,
the team that won the invitational
did go on to win the championship.
Now, what team was that?
Hmm...
That's right.
Team X-Bladz.
Val, could you be any more of a jerk?
No, I don't think so.
Is that what you think?
You think I'm a jerk?
Uh...
Come on, Val. We're working here, man.
Hey, I asked you something.
Do you think I'm a jerk?
No.
Excuse me?
No. I don't think you're a jerk.
Oh...
Thank you.
See you this afternoon, Brink.
Yo, buddy. What happened?
Yeah, what's up with that?
You just let Val slime all over you.
He's not worth it.
What did he mean
he'd see you this afternoon?
Uh...
Who knows?
[rock music playing]
Hey, man, good job.
-Thanks, man.
-That was rad, Brink.
What was that?
Excuse me?
I just wanted to know what that was.
Because if you call that going big,
I'm gonna quit skating.
Well, we're all gonna miss you, buddy.
[laughs] Gotcha.
Hit it again.
You're kidding me, right?
Hit it again.
Come on, Val. He's doing okay.
Who's running the show here?
Who?
You.
That's right.
Do it or vacate.
Good doggy.
Maybe something happened to him.
Like what?
And please don't start
Yo. Whattup?
[Peter] Where've you been, man?
We've been waiting here for two hours.
I got to be home by 5:30.
Jerry's having his boss over for dinner,
and I gotta pretend
I worship the ground he walks on.
Well, then, what are we all doing
standing around talking?
Hey, did you guys hear?
Val found someone to replace Boomer.
Yeah, I heard that too.
Yeah. I heard it too.
I heard the guy was a big guy.
Big guy. Like, Korean, I think.
Wait, no. He was Native American.
Yeah. That was it.
-Hey.
I don't care how good he is,
he isn't better than my man here.
Look. That just means
we've got to hit it twice as hard.
So let's do it.
Yeah. Let's do it.
What's up, Dad?
Trying to fix the beast here without any
real knowledge of automotive mechanics.
What's the matter with you?
Nothing, really. I'm just a little tired.
Too much skating?
Skating? Too much? Me? No way.
Well, you won't have to worry
about that anymore.
I got you a job.
A job?
My friend, Benny,
he's got the dog grooming place.
He's looking for somebody to help out
a couple of afternoons a week.
Well, that's great, Dad,
but I don't know a thing about animals.
You babysit your sister, Katie, don't you?
Can't be a lot different than that.
Come on. What's wrong? I thought
you wanted to help out around here.
Oh, no, Dad, I do.
I just don't have the time for a job
right now.
Why?
And please don't tell me skating.
Because you know
what my response is going to be.
When do I start?
[alarm buzzing]
[ska music playing]
♪ I've got a million things going around
In my head ♪
♪ And I never really paid attention
To what you said, no ♪
♪ And now I wish that
I would have said good-bye ♪
♪ But it's much too late ♪
♪ And all I do is give
And all you do is take ♪
♪ You've gotta look before you leap
Oh, yeah ♪
♪ And take a good look
At your so-called friends, yeah ♪
♪ That's the company you keep ♪
♪ You've got words coming at you
From all directions ♪
♪ You gotta look before you leap
Oh, yeah ♪
♪ And take a good look
At your so-called friends, yeah ♪
♪ That's the company you keep
They got the words, oh yeah ♪
♪ There's a lot of things
That were never said ♪
♪ And if we'd grown up faster
♪ But I should have cut you loose
A long time ago ♪
♪ But it's much too late ♪
♪ And all I do is give
And all you do is take ♪
♪ You've gotta look before you leap
Oh, yeah ♪
♪ And take a good look
At your so-called friends, yeah ♪
♪ That's the company you keep ♪
♪ You've got words coming at you
From all directions ♪
♪ You've got to look before you leap ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ You've got to look before you leap
Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Look before you leap
Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Take a good look at
Your so-called friends, oh, yeah ♪
♪ That's the company you keep
They've got the words, oh yeah ♪
♪ They've got the words
Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Keep flying the flag that
They're never gonna understand ♪
Brink?
Hey, man.
I came as soon as I could.
How're you feeling?
Not so good.
[coughing]
You look terrible.
You're soaked with sweat.
I know, man.
Look. I can't make it
to the invitational today.
I'm sorry.
Hey, no big. Just feel better, okay?
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