Brink!
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[rock music playing]
-Oh! Good morning.
-Whattup, Katie?
Let me guess.
You know it.
Oh, would you stop foraging?
-Sit down and eat something.
-I can't, Mom. I'm late.
Wait. Did you clean your room?
That's why I'm late.
-[laughing] Hey!
-Hey, watch it.
Whattup, Dad?
English. That up.
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Gonna understand ♪
He'll be here.
He said he'd be here.
Maybe something happened to him.
I mean, maybe he got hit by a car.
Or maybe his dad's back
started acting up again,
and they had to rush him to the hospital.
[Gabriella] Or...
Or maybe he got kidnapped by aliens.
Don't joke.
That happened to an uncle of mine.
You're a lunatic. Do you know that?
Oh, man.
Great. This is the weekend.
Do you know how long
we'll have to wait for the next bus?
Yo, guys. What up?
Uh... lateness.
Dude, chornage, my mom made me
clean my room before I could leave.
Fine, but we missed the bus.
Now we're gonna be late
and have to wait to use the pit.
I don't think so.
-[Brink laughs]
-Wait a minute. Wait.
You're not thinking
about skating to the beach, are you?
Why not, Jordy?
You guys, it's like a million miles away.
Jordy, Jordy, Jordy.
When you woke up this morning,
did you say to yourself,
"Today I'm gonna talk,"
or, "Today I'm gonna skate"?
Come on. Put 'em on.
[laughs] I told you guys,
this is gonna be the perfect start
to the last day of summer vacation.
Oh, man, why did you have to remind us?
[all cheering, whooping]
Yeah!
All right! Whoo!
Yeah! Whoa!
Yeah!
[cheering]
Woo-hoo!
Come on! Move it! Come on!
Oh, yeah. High-five!
-Come on, guys.
-[laughs] Yeah!
Come on, guys. Let's get some speed.
Stop saying "guys" all the time.
I'm not a guy.
It's just an expression.
Yeah? Well, so is
"cut it out before I deck you."
[all cheering, whooping]
Ah!
Move! Let's go!
[Brink] Yeah, the pit! The pit!
[Peter] Oh, yeah. Let's skate!
[cheering]
Yo, Peter. That was an ill grab, man.
Jordy, that was sweet, man.
Gabriella, watch that back leg.
Watch your own back leg.
Hey, yo. Check it out.
He's from In.Line Magazine.
What's he doing here?
They must have heard about us.
Cool.
Let's go show 'em
what Soul-Skating's all about.
Hey, what's he waiting for?
Here we go. Come on, boys.
Here we go. Yeah!
All right. Come on.
Looking good, looking good.
Move it. Move it. All right,
give me some shots of the skates.
Make sure you get the skates,
and get Val center.
Val, look hip. Look edgy.
Look good. Sell it. Come on, work it.
Team X-Bladz.
Forget them.
We've still got the pit, right?
C'mon, big Pete.
I want to see a 540. Let's go.
[man in crowd] Yeah! Whoa!
Come on, Team X-Bladz!
-Ah!
-[crowd groans]
Ow, that hurt.
[Brink] Oh, man. You got worked.
You all right, bro?
He tried to go bio on a 540.
One and a half rotations
horizontal in the air.
Hmm... you do that, right?
In my sleep.
I'm never gonna get that 540.
Sure you will, just not talking like that.
Jimmy, I'm on a tight schedule here.
Can we get these shots somewhere else?
No. I gotta get a picture
of the Bladz from the pit.
I've just got to figure out
how to get rid of these losers.
-I know 'em. I'll just ask 'em to leave.
-They'll do that for you?
-Of course.
-Cool.
Let's go. C'mon, dude.
Try to throw your shoulder into
the rotation more. It'll help you out.
Right. Thanks, man.
Whoa, Brink!
Whoa! [groans]
Ow.
[groans]
Yo, man. Are you okay?
Yeah, man. No problemo.
Yo, Brink. What's up?
Are you gonna do that at the invitational
or save it for the championships?
Say, you know what, Val?
I don't think you skate so good
anymore, man.
I dunno.
Maybe you should bag both competitions.
Nah. Then I'd have to give back
all this cool stuff.
Oh, sponsored skaters.
Big deal.
It is a big deal.
Team X-Bladz rules. Everybody knows that.
Speaking of which, we've got a photo shoot
we're trying to do here.
Mind getting lost?
Mind if I kick your butt?
Wait. We had the pit first.
You know how it is.
Yeah, but we have it now.
See, you guys left the pit.
B.J.'s using it.
Aren't you, Beej?
Oh, man. You guys snaked and you know it.
You guys should've left someone
to save your place.
You know how it is.
Val, you are such a jerk.
And that goes for you too, worm.
Hey, Gabriella, ever get arrested
for impersonating a boy?
No. You?
-Forget about 'em.
-Maybe in a couple of years,
they'll be good enough and someone
will put their pictures in a magazine.
Maybe not.
Come on. Let's go.
Check it out. I've got an idea.
Excuse me. Can I ask you guys a question?
-Yeah.
-Um...
all skateboarders
aren't really wusses, are they?
No! They all can't be no-talent, no-skill,
half-smart, inline-skating wannabes.
Am I right?
What was that?
Dude! Personally,
I don't think that at all, all right?
But that's exactly what those guys
over there told us.
Those guys said that?
Yeah, man.
Let's go.
That was rough, man.
Val's gonna freak.
Hey! I heard you've been talking about me.
If he lives.
You got something to say,
why don't you say it to my face?
You been talking about me?
You got something to say?
[footsteps running]
Yo! What's up, fam?
It's just not normal, that's all.
Ralph, please.
No one should be that happy all the time.
What's the matter with being happy?
He's a great kid.
-It's just not normal, that's all.
-[Maddie chuckles]
Do I have to go to school?
Why can't I be home-schooled
like the Wyatts?
Now, you see, Katie is a normal child.
Today's the first day of school,
and she's miserable.
Because, sweetheart,
home-schooling is expensive.
-Besides, the Wyatts are Mormon.
-Why can't we be Mormons?
-I'll look into it.
-Yo! Let the games begin.
Katie, you're the future of this family.
Now, go to school.
Are you ready
for your first day of school?
-Absolutely.
-Then why don't you wear something
that doesn't look like somebody
just let the air out of?
Dad, the kids at school
are down with this style.
Hey, so how's the back treating you today?
Thanks, Mom.
Well, if you ask me, I feel good enough
to be going back to work already.
Soon.
Listen, Andy, are you sure
you don't want me to drop you?
Got it covered.
What's for lunch today, Dad?
What's your least favorite?
Baloney on white with extra mayo.
-That's what I made for you.
-Ah, yeah!
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