The Swap
- TV-G
- Year:
- 2016
- 100 min
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-How am I doing?
-Killing it, man.
Keep working on rebounding
from the hit
and there'll be three
Malloys on varsity.
-Come on, dude! Gimme the puck!
-No, gimme the puck!
-Jack!
-Four if you count your dad.
Jack, "it's not whether
you get knocked down;
it's whether you get
back up." Vince lombardi.
"But ya gotta get up
quicker." Coach Malloy.
Son or not, if you don't
recover quicker,
you're not making my team.
Understood, coach.
Will work on my post-
check rallying, sir.
So,
sassy met Aspen
at fashionista
glam camp this summer.
No big shocker there.
No wonder. I thought
it was weird that Aspen
just transferred in and sassy's
already under her spell.
Fashionista glam camp.
What do they even do there?
Who knows
and who cares?
Ok, girls, hustle in!
Ok, we are going
to make a shift.
Claire, I'm gonna be working
with you today, Ellie,
you're gonna spot MacKenzie,
and Aspen,
you're gonna spot sassy.
What?! But coach, sassy and i
have been practice partners
-since, like, forever.
-Don't exaggerate, El.
Like, only since
kindergarten.
Ok, but Aspen
is new to town--
-from New York!
-Buffalo, New York.
-It's still New York.
-It is still New York.
And she and sassy are just a
better physical match, ok?
Ok, moving on!
Ok. Focus zone.
First varsity,
then early acceptance
into Boston college,
-then drafted by the bruins--
-yeah, I've seen "the list",
-jackattack.
-Bro,
You're cruising past everyone.
But keep an eye
on dumbledork over there.
Who, Porter? He's been
trying to escape j.V.
Since we were sophomores.
He'd knock his own
grandmother's teeth out
just to keep another Malloy
from getting a spot.
Yo, you got this, bro.
Girls, it is time to put
your big girl leotards on,
because the rumors
they're true.
-Trumors.
-The school
and is eliminating
one of the sports teams,
so it is between the
badminton team -gross,
i know, ew- and us.
So if we don't win big on
high, and I mean big,
they are gonna
demote us to a club.
-A club?
-That's what I said.
- Like chess, or thespians?
-For serious?
This is tragical!
-Coach, they can't do that!
My dad, uh, people will
the state to see a club!
I know that, and...
Aw, come on!
Oh, my goodness!
Are you alright, Carol?
That was my mistake.
I was aiming for your neck.
-Aim for your
neck next time!
-That doesn't make sense.
I will come over there,
i will break you in half!
Ok, you guys, you're
gonna be fine. I mean,
with Ellie as
your old powerhouse
and Aspen as your new
powerhouse, how
can you lose?
Jack, be the puck!
Be the stick!
Be the puck and the stick
and the space in between!
-Are you listening?
-Wha...?
Not looking, listening!
Not so tough for a coach's
kid, are you, Malloy?
You can't even take a hit.
I can take a hit, Porter,
and I'll take that last
varsity spot too.
- Yeah!
Listen up, shmelts!
Bring it in!
Ok, decent job. But
whoever's gonna get
that last varsity spot,
I'm gonna need to see
your a-game, and that's
not just on the ice,
but off it, too!
No horseplayin',
no highjinksin',
and definitely no
unsportsmanlike
shenanigangin'!
We've got two more days
of tryouts, boys.
Show me what you're made of!
don't you? Yeah.
You do. Everything you need
You just have to find it.
You're not little girls
anymore!
You're men now! The world's
gonna be your oyster!
You're women, hear you roar!
- Right?
- And all you've gotta do...
- -Is not blow it!
Yes! Don't blow it!
Yeah! Don't blow it, boys!
Don't blow it! Don't
blow it! Don't blow it!
Good job, you guys.
But don't leave me
next time that long, right?
'Cause for me,
that's very awkward.
Oh, he's coming down! Oh!
We've got nothing.
Dude, ya gotta chop that
salad. You practically
got a man bun going.
-Nobody's touching
my hair, dude.
-Come on,
it's a varsity tradition.
Plus it might help you
with your "lady troubles".
Shut it.
-Quit bustin'
his chops, Sally.
-Who you chirpin' at, Mary?
Aw, you gonna cry, baby butter?
-Man up!
-Not crying.
Champ.
Oh! You might cry
when coach sees that!
-Yeah, thanks, guys.
-Oh, little bro
pushing back!
Broskinator. Here.
I know it's pink,
but at least it still
has service. Coach said
he didn't shut it off
because he paid the year
in advance,
but I think
he just couldn't.
Nah, it's ok. I'll just go
off the grid for
a little while.
How's he gonna text you
his inspirational quotes?
'Sides, I already
transferred your number.
Mom sure did love
her sparkles.
Hey, what soon-to-be varsity
athlete doesn't want a
twinkly sequined lady phone?
Mom? What's with the car?
Oh, I feng shui-ed it,
honey, to give you a
stronger life force
for the big weekend
coming up!
-I'm excited.
Are you so excited?
-Yeah.
Oh, I got that.
Let's go!
Sweetie, won't you let me
get you a new phone?
Your dad left that ancient thing
behind for a reason.
It's not ancient. It's...
Retro-chic.
I just think you're attaching
too much significance
to an inanimate object.
"Mystical religions 101." Early
shamans knew investing too much
emotional energy in an object...
Could make it a totem
and give it power over you.
Mom, it's a cell phone,
not gollum's ring.
Hey, Jacko! You're 30
seconds late for "one-on-one
truck time" with coach.
-He's pulling up now. You
know how he hates to wait.
-Come on, buddy.
than a minute late."
Shakespeare.
Not even an athlete.
Not with those pantaloony
things he wore.
Yes, sir. Probably not, sir.
Would it really be so bad
if the team became a club?
I was in Spanish club and
it was "muy divertido"!
And MacKenzie is
in stem club, isn't she?
At least it would be something
new, and "new" is good.
New moons, new experiences,
perhaps a new best friend?
-Sassy's my best friend.
-Well, maybe you could
let some new energy in.
I mean, isn't that
what sassy's doing?
Thanks.
Have such a good day,
-Bye, mom.
-'Sup, dog breath?
-'Sup, dork chop?
Good to see you, bud.
Hey! 'Sup, hot mama?
News flash?
Skirts don't have legs.
-So embarrassing...
-Amirite?
-There. We good?
-Not really.
Sass, come on, you know we
always wear our tracksuits
-Rg pride, right?
-Yeah! Wish I hadn't caved.
Uh, yeah, we did, like,
make a pact last year...
Well, I wasn't here last year
to lead a fashion rescue,
- now was I?
Ooh, sassy, look!
It's your future first
husband, Jack Malloy!
You like Jack?
You didn't tell me.
Does he even know
who you are?
Have you never heard
of a vision board?
Jack is all over hers.
-Go ahead, do it
like we practiced.
-Ok.
-Jack, here comes a girl!
-Say something.
Hey, guys.
Heeeyyyy, jaaaaack.
Uh...
Uh...
Ha...
Well, at least this time you
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