Eddie's Million Dollar Cook Off Page #6

It's A Brown-Eyed

Handsome Man

Anyone Can Understand

The Way I Feel

Ok, Groundhogs,

2 Outs!

One More Out,

We Win!

Umpire:
You're Out!

Put Me In, Coach

I'm Ready To Play

Today

Put Me In, Coach

I'm Ready To Play

Eddie! Eddie!

Today

Eddie! Eddie!

Look At Me

[Chanting Continues]

Gonna Be

Centerfield

[Cheering]

We're Out Of Pizza!

Oh, If I Had A Dollar

For Every Time I Heard That...

[Doorbell Rings]

I Could Pay

For These Extra Pizzas.

Don't Worry, Boys And Girls,

Reinforcements Have Arrived.

Hey!

Good Game.

Thanks. You, Too.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Sorry, I Was

Expecting The Pizza Guy.

You're Not Him.

Are You?

Somebody Wants

Her Apron Back!

Well, I Wish

We Had Something

We Could Offer You.

Oh...

Cookies?

Ooh.

Thank You.

Eddie, You Know

Why I'm Here.

You Need To Be At

That Cook-Off Tomorrow.

Oh, I Can't.

Why?

The Groundhogs

Are In The Playoffs.

Oh, Is That All?

Boy, Have You Walked Into

The Wrong House. Heh.

It's The Biggest Game

Of The Year,

And Everybody's

Counting On Me.

He's Not Gonna

Let His Team Down,

Mrs. Hadley.

No. Apparently

Just Himself.

Look, You've Got

Bridget.

She'll Be Great.

Yeah. Bridget. Sure.

She Can...

Whisk Till The Cows

Come Home.

But She Has No Passion,

She Has No...

No Instinct.

But You,

Eddie Ogden, You Are...

You're A Natural.

It's...

It's What You Were

Born To Do.

That Was A Little

Melodramatic, Huh?

[Giggles]

Oh, I Was Afraid Of That.

That's What You Get

For Practicing

In Front Of Your Cats.

Well, Alrighty, Then,

I Gave It The Old

Cordon Bleu Try.

Well, Thanks For Coming.

And, Uh, Thanks

For The Cookies.

They're Amazing.

Both:
It's The Ginger.

You See, I'm Sorry

For All This,

But It's Just That Eddie,

He Has So Much Potential,

And I Want Him

To Think Long-Term,

And I Know

I Shouldn't Push--

Oh, No, But Sometimes

You--You Have To.

Yeah.

Well, Good-Bye.

Good-Bye.

Thanks For Coming,

Mrs. Hadley.

Eddie.

Could You Do Me

Just One Favor?

Sleep On It.

Don't Make Your Final

Decision Till Tomorrow.

Please? Just Promise Me.

I Promise.

But, Uh, If I Know My Son,

I Wouldn't Count On It.

Well, I'm Sure

Nobody Knows Him

Better Than You.

[Salsa Music Begins]

Yes!

Another Home Run For Ogden?

I Think It Is.

It's High And Long...

Against The Back Fence,

And It's...

[Crunch]

Good!

5, 4, 3, 2...

Hi, Everybody,

I'm Bobby Flay,

And Welcome To

The Million Dollar

Cook-Off!

Today, 8 Talented

Finalists

Will Tantalize Us With

Spectacular Dishes

As They Compete For

Prizes And Scholarships

For The Culinary Schools

Of Their Dreams.

Nice, Bobby.

Good.

Bridget:
There's No Blender!

I Can't Work Without A Blender!

Mrs. Hadley:
We Need

A Blender At Station 2!

Stat!

[Running Footsteps]

Man:
Eddie Ogden.

Yeah!

Welcome, But, Uh...

You Better Hustle

And Get Yourself

Set Up, Here.

Oh, I'm Not Staying.

I Just Kind Of Wanted

To See Everything.

It's So Cool.

What Do You Mean,

You're Not Staying?

Oh, I've Got A Game.

It's Kind Of Hard

To Explain.

You Know, People Are

Counting On Me,

And My Dad Is...

I Think I Get It.

Well...

Good Luck.

You'll Be Missed.

Thanks.

See Ya.

Hey...

How Do You Crack An Egg

With One Hand?

Heh. You Stick Around

And I'll Show You How.

I'm Gonna Be Late.

See Ya.

See Ya.

Mom:
I Don't Know

Where He Is.

Why Are You Blaming Me?

I'm Sorry.

It's Just--

I Don't Know.

I Don't Know Who

He Is Anymore.

He Doesn't Tell Me

Anything.

He Doesn't Tell You,

Or He's Telling

You Things You Just

Don't Want To Hear?

What's That

Supposed To Mean?

Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad.

Sorry I'm Late.

Ha Ha! Yes!

All:
1..2..3..

Go Groundhogs! Yeah!

You Made The Right Decision.

Now Let's

Go Get 'Em, Huh?

Remember...

It's All About

Beating The Eagles.

I Remember.

Hey, Batter, Batter,

Batter, Batter!

[Crowd Cheers]

Go Get 'Em.

Go, Eddie!

If It Isn't

Little Eddie Crocker.

I Thought You Had

Cupcakes To Bake.

Gee, You Know, I'd Love To Sit

Around And Compare Recipes,

But...

I've Got Some

Bases To Run.

Welcome Back To The

Million-Dollar Cook-Off.

We Are Just Seconds Away

From Seeing These 8...

Well, Actually,

7 Young Chefs In Action.

When I Ring The Bell,

Every Contestant Will

Have Exactly 2 Hours

To Present The Judges

With A Complete Meal,

Using The Ingredients

You See Here.

Easy, Easy, Easy.

And They Also

Must Use All 4

Of Today's Secret

Ingredients--

Chocolate, Chicken,

Lemons,

And Check This Out...

Red-Hot Chili Peppers.

Ok, Not So Easy.

But I Bet You

Eddie Could Win It

Using Nothing More

Than A Pickle Fork

And A Bunsen Burner.

Right, Eddie?

Why Are You Watching That?

Well, Eddie Might Not

Be On Tv,

But His Name Was.

That's Pretty Cool.

Go, Eddie.

Eye On The Ball.

Eye On The Ball.

Umpire:
Strike One!

If It Was That Cool,

He'd Be There.

Ok, Eddie.

Focus, Eddie. Focus.

So, On Your Mark...

Umpire:
Strike 2!

Get Set...

Strike 3!

You're Out!

Cook!

Cook-Off Announcer:

And They're Off.

The Is The Scariest

And Most Exciting Time

For These Youngsters...

Turn That Off.

Game Announcer:
And At

The End Of 2 Innings,

The Score Is Tied 3-3.

All Right, Come On, Groundhogs!

Let's Go! Easy Out!

Safe!

Off The Bag.

Announcer:
Eagles Lead 4-3.

Ok, Groundhogs,

Focus, Focus, Focus!

Eddie, Get In The Game!

Get In The Game!

All Right, Come On,

Jordan! Let's Go!

Ok, Come On.

Eye On The Ball!

Eye On The Ball!

What's Wrong With Eddie?

We've Never Seen Him

Play This Bad.

Yeah, He Better

Pull Himself Together.

Or What?

What Do You Mean,

Or What?

Or We're Gonna Lose,

That's Or What.

And Turn That Off.

I Don't Think Your

Cook-Off Play-By-Plays

Are Helping.

Well, I Don't

Think That You

Making Him Choose

Between Cooking

And Having Friends

Is Helping, Either, Db.

What? Now You've

Completely Lost It.

See, This Is

What Happens

When You Forget To Wear

A Batting Helmet.

Umpire:
Strike One!

All Right,

Jordan, Let's Go!

Eddie's Here Because

He Wants To Be Here.

Because He Wants

To Beat The Eagles.

Is That Why You're Here?

No, I'm Here Because

I Love Baseball.

Yeah, Kind Of Like

Eddie And Cooking, Huh?

Yeah!

[Crowd Cheering]

All Right! I'll Just

Hit Jordan Home

And We're Back In This.

But Without Eddie,

We Can't Win.

Dad:

Let's Go, Eddie!

Oh, Man.

Hey, Ogden.

Why Is It Always

Up To You?

What?

"Eddie, Hit A Home Run."

"Eddie, Make That Play.

Eddie, Save Us."

Why Don't You Let Us

Do It For A Change?

Do We Want To Say

Eddie Did This For Us

Or That We Won It

For Ourselves?

Hey, I'm Just

Trying To Help.

Help? We Don't

Need Your Help.

We Don't Want Your Help.

In Fact, We Don't Want You.

You're Better Off

Baking Some Pies

At Some Stupid Contest

Than Here.

All Right?

All:
Right!

So Go.

You Go Do

What You Have To Do

And Let Us Do

What We Have To Do.

Batter Up!

Help Me Out Here, Guys.

All:
Go!

Get Out Of Here!

So You Guys Are

Really Cool?

Oh, Give Me That.

You're Not The Only One

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