The Cutting Edge: Going for the Gold Page #2

Works for me.

Here's to being irresponsible.

-You promise?

-I promise.

-No, do you really promise?

-I really promise.

All right.

She promised.

He's just--

He's hard to describe.

Which is odd,

because you've done nothing...

...but describe him

for the last three hours.

I know.

But there's just something about him.

Maybe it's the fact he doesn't spend

all day in a leotard and a dancebelt.

-Maybe it's his tattoos. He has three.

-There she is.

-That you've seen.

-Yes, that I've seen.

I can't believe you haven't told him

who you are.

I will. It's just....

You know, for once, it was just--

It was nice. There was no agenda.

It was just a girl meeting a boy.

And it was nice.

I don't even know how you can try

and say that without blushing.

Luanne and Elisa, my friends.

Any chance we get

to meet him?

Yeah, there's a very good chance

that you could meet him.

That's him.

-Here you go.

-Thank you very much, sir.

All right, have a good one.

Alex?

You really clean up.

What are you doing here?

We're staying here.

These are my friends,

Luanne and Elisa.

-Ladies.

-Alex.

Oh, this is obviously

the "more or less" part of my life.

I don't know what else to say.

Can I get you your car?

No. No, no. We're good.

-Are you okay?

-Yeah, I'm okay.

You know, I'm just surprised

to see you here, that's all.

Well, I guess we all

have our secrets.

Excuse me.

I've been waiting five minutes.

-I'm in the middle of something.

-I should really just go, because--

There's this party.

-But listen, I'll see you later, okay?

-Jackie....

Excuse me.

Here, knock yourself out.

It's on level five.

I didn't think you'd come.

Well, I promised, didn't I?

Look, I'm sorry

about how I acted earlier.

It was rude and immature

and I apologize.

Why didn't you just tell me

who you really are?

Well, I should have.

But it's like you said...

...everyone's entitled

to their secrets, right?

So did you and your friends

have a good laugh?

Don't go acting all wounded.

I said I was sorry.

Sorry you let me walk around

all day acting like a big idiot...

-...thinking you're all impressed?

-Yes. But I was impressed.

And you didn't start acting like an idiot

until two minutes ago.

See, now, this is why I didn't tell you.

I knew you would act all intimidated.

Intimidated? By you?

Hey, look, don't flatter yourself.

Flitting around on the ice

is not exactly a real sport.

Oh, my God,

you wouldn't even last five minutes.

Because you're embarrassed...

...don't take it out on me.

I work incredibly hard.

Maybe.

But I wonder where you'd be...

...if your parents

hadn't won a gold medal...

...and built you a world-famous sports

complex to go play ice princess in.

Listen, you little arrogant jerk...

...everything that I have ever won,

I have earned by working my ass off.

I have skated until my ankles bled.

I have woken up at 4:30

every morning for seven years.

And until my accident,

I did not miss one practice. Not one.

Well, it sounds like

you need to get out a little more.

That's-- That's really great advice.

Especially coming from

a professional athlete.

Well, I might just be an amateur,

but I can tell you one thing:

You won't get anywhere just waiting

for the waves to come in.

I guess it just depends

on where you wanna go.

And I don't think you have a clue.

So don't blame me because

I know what I want out of life.

And what I don't.

I guess I don't need to ask

about your trip.

Well, if sweetness and light

was what you expected...

-...I'd ask for my money back.

-Jackie.

Look, Dad.

I know what you're gonna say.

And the answer is--

No. You listen. If I don't have

a sponsor, then I can't go on the tour.

I need you to call them back and tell

them they're idiots if they pass up.

There's a lot

of other companies willing to--

Unreliable?

You know what--? Forget it.

You know what you can tell them?

Got that?!

Phone's broken.

-How's your manager?

-Ex-manager.

Apparently, extreme sports

isn't a place for "slackers."

Damn. I knew I should've gotten

that M.B.A.

Jackie Dorsey.

Jackie, how's the leg?

My skating's back to where

it used to be....

Isn't that your girlfriend?

It's doubtful if I'll ever be able

to do a triple again.

Girlfriend, angel of darkness.

Yeah, that's her.

-I don't let my dreams die that easily.

-Of course, of course.

Does this mean your Olympic hopes

are still alive?

I'm making the shift over to pairs.

It's just as demanding, but there's

less emphasis on the jumps.

I'm guessing all you need now

is a partner. Any luck?

I'm actually interviewing

with skaters this week.

If there's anyone

who wants to skate with me...

...you know who to contact.

That girl's gotta catch a clue.

It's over for her.

I don't know, man.

She knows what she wants.

Something tells me

she's gonna get it.

Well, I know what I want.

Another beer. You?

No. No, I'm good. Thanks.

It's my first day on ice skates.

No kidding.

No.

Toepick.

Thanks, girls. Thank you.

Swell.

So. Where did you dig this one up?

I didn't. He found us.

Jackie, this is Alex Harrison.

Alex, this is my daughter, Jackie.

What the hell are you doing here?

Oh, real nice.

Can't even muster a hello?

-I just flew 3000 miles to be here.

-This is not happening.

I'm not surprised

you don't have a partner.

-lf this is your way of apologizing--

-lf anyone should be apologizing--

Well, apparently you already

know each other.

Apparently.

Look, I don't know

what's going on here...

...and I'm not exactly sure

I even wanna know.

But are you or are you not

here for a tryout?

Yes, I'm here to try out.

It's my dream.

Oh, please.

He doesn't even know how to skate.

A little unconventional.

-Who trains you?

-Actually, I'm kind of...

...in between coaches right now.

Although, Evelyn Jean, she's 7,

gave me a few pointers on my Lutz.

She can be a real ballbuster.

He just started figure skating

three months ago.

He's doing some

inline skating for the X Games--

Why are you even talking to him?

Don't you understand?

He's just here to humiliate me.

-You really need my help for that?

-Honey...

-...he came all this way.

-Yeah, Jackie.

Fine.

Ready? On three.

Wait. Right foot first?

It's not like you're some big expert

on it either, all right?

Yes, right foot.

One, two, three.

Okay, nice and easy.

Just get to know each other.

I guess you don't tell your mother

everything, huh?

You know, you're just making a fool

out of yourself.

I was afraid

you wouldn't recognize me.

How could I forget?

What happened?

No jobs at the Roller Derby?

I heard you were having trouble

looking for a partner.

I drew the short straw.

You're kind of cute

when you get all mad.

-Your face gets all red and puffy.

-I do not get red...

...and puffy, you slacker.

Princess.

There. Satisfied?

I think you look good together.

Jackie, wait.

You don't really expect me

to skate with that, do you?

Tell me what happened

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