The Gabby Douglas Story
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You want to know
how to become a champion?
It's easy.
Turn your dream into your goal.
Plant it deep in your heart,
then for the next 10 years,
eat, sleep, breathe,
laugh, and cry
without ever taking
your eye off your goal.
Not even for a second.
You want to know how
to stop becoming a champion?
Believe it or not,
that was a lot harder.
She's still bleeding.
Pulse ox 178.
Let me see her!
Doctor. Blood pressure.
Let me see her.
Take the baby out of here.
Right away, Doctor.
No, why can't I see the baby?
My mom nearly
died the day I was born.
The way I heard it later,
it was a collision course of everything
going wrong at the same time.
Tim, go with her!
Don't leave the baby alone!
But even then,
she wasn't thinking about herself.
You're gonna be fine.
What's wrong with her?
Why can't I see my baby?
Why can't I see the baby?
Why can't I see her?
It's called branched-chain
ketoaciduria.
It's a rare blood deficiency.
Tell me what that means.
It's a metabolic disorder.
A deficiency of the branched-chain
alpha-keto acid dehydrogenase complex,
which catalyzes the catabolism
of the branched-chain
amino acids...
These are all
"We don't know how to fix
"what's wrong with your baby."
All right, should
be just up ahead.
Mom thought a new city
would help my dad find a job.
But by the time we got to Tulsa,
the landlord had given our place away.
He kept our down payment, too.
And we had so many eviction judgments
against us, no one else would rent to us.
How soon?
By tomorrow.
Check out by noon at the latest.
We got him to give
us an extra hour.
Did you tell
him we have four kids?
Yeah, he knows.
Look, why don't
you call your mother...
I'm not gonna call her again.
We've done this enough to her
and to the rest of my family.
They don't need to know
it's gotten this bad again.
All right, baby.
Hey, honey.
Stop jumping on
the bed, sweetie.
Stop jumping on the bed.
Sit down.
Gabrielle's getting
better, isn't she?
Yes, she is getting better.
Mom?
Yes?
How come we had to leave again?
Daddy's not working.
But this is kind
of like camping.
If we're camping,
then where are the tents?
Don't worry.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Why don't you try
to get some sleep?
It's too cold.
Come on. Come here.
Let's get you warmed up
and get you thinking
about other things.
Let me hear you say your prayer.
Heavenly Father...
We thank you for all
of your many blessings,
and thank you for watching over us and
giving us sweet and peaceful sleep.
- Amen.
- Amen.
Very good.
Oh, I love you, sweetie.
You told me last week I was...
What did he say?
He said they can't lend
me any more money.
It's not what
he told me last week.
You know, Nat,
I should've never have asked.
I don't need
to sink to that level.
You know, I still got my pride.
I just got to wait
for my ship to come in.
That's all.
I'm calling my mom.
I thought we weren't gonna
crash at your mom's house.
We're not.
I am with the kids.
What?
I can't do this anymore.
You don't mean that, Natalie.
I'm gonna get on my feet.
You know that.
We don't have money for gas.
And when the kids wake up,
what are we gonna feed them?
We'll find something.
You know,
we'll go on assistance until I can get...
No, no, no, no.
Don't talk to me about food stamps.
That's one thing
I will never do.
I'm just tired of promises
that don't come true.
Natalie, where's your faith?
God is looking out for us.
Please.
Scripture says that we...
Please! Please.
God is not gonna come down from
his throne and give you a job.
I'm tired of waiting
for your ship to come in.
I'm gonna get
on my own two feet.
Hey!
Here my grandbabies. Hey!
Hey, John! Oh!
Look at my babies!
Hi! Hey, sweetie!
Hey, Arielle.
You guys go inside
and get some lemonade.
Hey, there, little Gabrielle!
John, come on
and go in the house.
You're not gonna be
my little bit for too long.
Wow, look at her!
She's putting on some weight!
Yeah, her blood count
is practically back to normal.
Hey, Mama.
She's not gonna be my little bit no more.
No.
Hey, baby.
Well, you know,
he can come inside.
Yeah, I think he's afraid.
Well, I'm not gonna bite him.
He's afraid of how
he looks in your eyes.
You look tired, baby.
You should have called me earlier. Come on.
Yeah. You hungry?
Hey, little bit!
Look at my little thing! What?
She's getting so heavy!
Hey, looks like you
got lots of options.
Mmm.
What's that mean? Mmm?
I'm gonna walk into these
places like, "Hire me!"
And what are they
gonna see first?
My failures or my desperation?
And if they ask for
a resume, then what?
No husband, four kids,
no address.
Don't do that
to yourself, Natalie.
You just freed yourself up so you
could make your life different.
That was the hard part.
Now go make your life different.
Hold your head up.
Let them see what I'm seeing.
Courage.
Nobody can stop you anymore.
Nobody.
I love you, Mom.
I know you better.
What you got?
Oh...
Miss Carolyn was right.
It took some time,
but Mom got a job as a bad-debt collector.
Here's a tip.
If you owe money,
you do not want my mom coming after you.
In no time, she was a star employee,
and we finally rented a house of our own.
Try this. One-handed.
I can do that. Watch!
Whoo!
Gabrielle! Did you see me, Mom?
One-handed!
Girl, you're gonna
break your neck.
Did you see it, Mom?
Did you?
Did you see my shrub?
One-handed!
But I can do it no-handed.
Want to see?
It's called an aerial.
I can still do it.
But I haven't taught you yet.
Doesn't matter! Watch!
Hey, hey, hey! Get in this house!
I know every single one of you
have homework to do, so let's go.
I can do an aerial.
Look at my shrub!
would be a landing pad?
Here we go. There.
better than yesterday."
Why that one?
Because that, John,
is the secret to life.
A secret?
Mmm-hmm.
That's the reason why it's at
the top of our vision board.
It's like another way of saying,
"Don't look back. Move forward."
God helps those
who help themselves.
How do you think we got here?
We rented a truck.
All right, smarty-pants.
God helped us rent the truck.
There you go.
Put this on the vision board.
We are not getting a dog.
But, Mom!
It will make today better than yesterday.
All right, I'll put it up,
but only as a metaphor.
A what?
Um... A reminder
to follow your dreams,
even though we are
not getting a dog.
So where do you want to put him?
Right here.
All right.
You put it up there. Okay.
You broke it! Did not!
Tag! You're it!
That's unfair!
You're just a slowpoke! Slowpoke!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
I'm on the phone. Take that outside.
Yes.
Hey! Hey!
Come back here!
Yeah. Yeah, I can do Wednesday,
too, if I really push it. For sure.
Okay. Thank you.
You're it!
Hmm.
Nice work, Arie.
You're moving fast.
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