- MYLES: Hey. - Hey.
- MYLES: Honey, have you seen Dylan?
- No, he should be at his martial arts class.
- Well, he's not. My mom called.
It's her turn to go pick up the kids
from their afterschool activities
and she said he wasn't there. - Then where would he be
- ♪ ♪
- Dylan! There you are.
- Here I am. - What are you doing?
- Listening to sick beats, vibin'.
- Dylan, your grandmother was expecting to pick up
Charlie, Rebecca and you from your afterschool activities.
- Yes, so why weren't you at your martial arts class?
- Oh, I quit that like a week ago.
It was boring.
Did you know that it takes years for them
to let you handle a real sword?
I ain't got that much time. - Huh, really?
So what have you been doing all week?
- I've been riding my bike like usual and coming here
and make these phat beats.
- ♪ ♪
- Dylan, this is serious.
You can't just quit. - Why not?
- I'll tell you why not.
Tell him why not, Myles.
- Well, first of all, because you keep asking us
to pay for all these activities
that you just throw by the wayside.
Dylan, money doesn't grow on trees.
- What other things did I ask y'all to pay for?
- Really? Uh, well, let's see.
After you watched that movie
about the kids from Philly riding horses,
you wanted to take riding lessons.
- YASMINE: Then you watched that TV series
about the inner-city school that started a chess club
and won nationals, so you just had to learn chess,
and have those imported hand-made marble chess pieces.
- MYLES: Mm-hmm.
- Oh, I don't recall any of that.
- Really?
Well, let me refresh your memory.
Giddy up, cowboy! Huh?
[imitating guitar music]
"Hey, look at me, I'm Daniel Boone!"
- You know what the problem is here?
- Oh, no, Dylan, please, do tell.
What's the problem?
- Those movies and TV shows didn't explain how boring
all that stuff that was.
So if you wanna be mad at anyone, be mad at Hollywood.
- Oh!
- DYLAN: ♪ There once was a kid from the city of Chi ♪
♪ Ma knew I was important ♪
♪ Not a regular guy ♪
♪ Everybody follow me ♪
♪ I'ma take you on a trip ♪
♪ Buckle up, let's go ♪
♪ I'ma get you all hip ♪
♪ I'm a star ♪
♪ Came up from a block in Chi-Town ♪
♪ Living large ♪
♪ I'm tryna balance school and these bars ♪
♪ Came far ♪
♪ Ain't no better feeling ♪
♪ I tell 'em you gon' love Young Dylan ♪
♪ Young Dylan ♪
♪ Young Dylan ♪
♪ Young Dylan ♪
♪ Young Dylan ♪
♪ I tell 'em you gon' love Young Dylan ♪
- Look, I know I've tried a bunch of things,
but trust me when I tell you,
I've found something that I know I'll love.
- Okay, what's this new thing that you know you're gonna love?
- Ok, two words.
Base, ball.
[imitating bat cracking]
- That's actually one word.
- You learn something new every day.
- [Myles chuckling]
- Why should we believe that
baseball will end any differently
than any of the other sports?
- Because I really, really, really, really, really,
really, really, really want to do it.
- Uh-huh.
- Dylan, where were you?
Had me waiting outside that dojo almost an hour.
Lucky for you there were a few cute single men available.
- Yeah, anyway, Dylan, yeah, why don't you go ahead
and tell your grandma why you weren't at martial arts.
- Because I don't wanna do it anymore.
- Oh, sweetie, don't tell me you up and quit something again?
You can't keep doing that. - That's what we told him.
- Guys, don't be too hard on Dylan.
He's great at quitting things,
and maybe we should celebrate that.
- Thanks, Chuckles.
But the good news is, I know what I want to do.
I want to join Charlie's and Booder's baseball team.
- Witta-witta what? - Mm-hmm.
- Dylan, baseball is not cheap.
I'm talking bat, gloves, cleats, and a uniform.
- I'm telling you, baseball is perfect for me.
- Hmm, it would be nice to have him on the team.
- I just don't know.
- Okay, you know what?
I'm so sure I'll love it, I'll make you a deal.
If I quit, you can stop giving me allowance forever.
- Really?
- I guess that would make up for all the money we spent
on the other activities.
- Dylan, you sure you wanna do this?
Forever is a long time.
- You're right.
Okay, if I quit baseball, no allowance for a year.
- You sure about this?
- I've never been more sure of anything in my life.
- Then you have a deal.
- No more quitting. - Mm-hmm.
- ♪ ♪
- I'm not gonna do that assignment, though.
- Why? - What's with the bear?
- Oh, it's a bear because it starts with a B,
and Bethany has a fish on her bracelet
because it starts with an F. - Yup, because we are...
- BOTH: Best friends!
- Why didn't you both just get a B and a F then?
- Because we're not that basic, Christian.
- Hoo-hoo, I guess she told you!
- Hello!
I have a very special project for us this week.
- Does it have to do with that really cool box?
- It does indeed!
- Toadie.
- This is a time capsule,
and you all will be putting something special in it.
- Like a time machine? - In a way.
A time capsule allows us to leave something
from the present for those in the future,
something that represents a piece of us
that tells a story.
This is my story.
- You were a magician, Mr. Elliot?
- Yes, for one magical night, I was.
I performed magic at my sixth-grade talent show,
and that was the beginning of my love of performing!
So, this week, your assignment is to search for things
that have great meaning to you,
things that hold treasured memories
that have shaped who you are today.
Treasured trinkets, photos, things that keep the past alive!
So that, in years, we'll meet back here,
dig up our time capsule and be whisked back
to these special times and the very special memories
that they carried.
Make sure what you pick is important to you.
If I think you are phoning it in,
then I will not add it in the capsule,
and you will fail!
You will never be a part of history!
- This is gonna be tough.
I don't know what I wanna put inside.
- Not me.
I know exactly what I'm gonna put in there.
- ♪ ♪
- Oh, we'll finish this. - Only a thousand more to go.
It's okay.
- CHARLIE: A-one, a-two, a-three, a-four!
- ♪ Baseball in our blood ♪
♪ We do this 'cause we nice ♪
♪ Charlie hit one to the left ♪
♪ Booder hit one to the right ♪
♪ Me, I'm the best ♪
♪ All I do is pitch strikes ♪
♪ We do this every night ♪
♪ 'Cause do this 'cause we tight ♪
- MYLES: Oh my god! - Yeah!
- Wow! - MYLES: All right!
No clue what was happening, but I loved it.
- So, looks like you had fun
at your first baseball practice, Dylan.
- I mean, it was totally lit, Grandma.
- We are relieved to hear that. - Yes, and not 'cause I'm tired
of doing this ,-piece puzzle.
I'm kidding, honey, no, seriously.
And not because I spent a gazillion dollars
on that Italian leather handmade glove
or the helmet that is made with genuine--
- VIOLA: Well, it's time for me to be going.
I just came by to make sure everything went okay.
- Bye. - Bye, Ma.
- VIOLA: See y'all.
- [Yasmine squealing]
- MYLES: Yeah, I'm proud of you, son!
Come here, man. - Oh my god, you did so good!
- I see you, Booder. I see you, shortstop.
- Good job! - Proud of you, Dylan.
Keep up the good work, all right?
- DYLAN: Thank you. - Keep up the good work.
- DYLAN: Thank you again.
Uncle Myles, you know what? - What's up?
- I'm proud of myself too! - Yeah, yeah, yeah!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
- See?
I told you guys they wouldn't know I quit.
- Dylan, I don't think you should of quit.
- Well, Booder, I did. I just gotta figure out a way
to make them think I'm still on the team.
Once I do that, I'm good. - Well, one slip-up,
and you can kiss your allowance good-bye.
Maybe it's just best to stay on the team.
- No way. Baseball is not for me.
- Oh, so it had nothing to do with getting hit with that pitch
while you were at bat. - Of course it did!
That was whack. - Again, I said I'm sorry!
It was just a little chin music.
But, in my defense, you were crowding the plate.
Hey, Booder, you need help with that?
- Yeah. - Let me see that.
- Never could get it open. - Aren't you a batter, huh?
- ♪ ♪
- Hmm, Dylan, are you sure about the plan?
I don't like lying to Mom and Dad.
- Chuckles, they can't find out I quit baseball,
or they'll take my allowance away.
- Still don't know why you made that deal
in the first place.
- I thought I'd be good at baseball.
- Well, you were not.
You couldn't catch, you couldn't throw,
and when you finally hit the ball and ran the bases,
you ran the wrong way.
- DYLAN: [sighing] Look...
Just stick to the plan, and we'll be fine.
- But what if Mom and Dad show up to a practice?
Or a game?
- The games are in the middle of work day.
We're good. - I got you.
- MYLES: It's definitely your turn.
- No, baby! - Hey, there they go!
- Hi! - What's going on, guys?
Good morning. - Good morning.
- Listen, we just wanted to say how happy we are for you.
- YASMINE: Yeah, who knew
you'd actually love baseball this much?
- This guy.
- All right, all right, so look now, I know it was,
you know, your first day, but, you know,
how'd it go out there? Be honest.
- Well, I--
- CHARLES: Mom and Dad, you should've seen him.
He was a natural! - Really?
- yeah, I guess I was kinda good out there.
- Kinda?
Man, you hit two home runs in practice!
- Wow, two?
- I don't think it was that many.
- CHARLES: Man, you should see Dylan pitch!
He's got a cannon for an arm!
- Wrong arm. - Cannon for an arm!
- yeah, but I still wouldn't call it a cannon.
- Oh, sounds like an awesome first day.
- Yeah, I guess it was, huh, Chuck?
- You know what, look,
I know your games are in the middle of the day,
but after hearing Charlie going on about your skills,
I gotta see 'em in person, you know,
so I'm gonna move some things around
so that I could be at your first game.
- Me too. - Yeah.
- Nah, y'all really don't have to do all that.
- What? You kidding me?
I can't wait to see you in action!
[imitating bat cracking] Slugger.
[Myles laughing] - [Yasmine laughing]
Check you out!
- ♪ ♪
- REBECCA: Hey, Mom. Uh, where'd you put my toys
after we did that spring cleaning?
- Uh, in a box in the garage. Why?
- I have to find something that'll tell a story about me
when we open our class time capsule in years.
It's due tomorrow and I can't find anything
that says who I am now.
- Oh, Rebecca, those toys don't do that.
Those toys say who you were as a toddler.
That's why they're in a box in our garage.
- Well, I need something that I care about
so that in years when I'm super-old,
it might help my old brain remember who I was
and what was important to me.
- Um, first of all, you will be in your early s,
which is not super-old. - [Rebecca scoffing]
Might check your facts on that one.
- Ooh, you and Bethany are best friends.
What about something that tells a story
about you two? Oh, like your bracelet!
That's definitely unique. - Oh, what?
No way, I can't give this up.
I'll find something, but it sure won't be my bracelet.
- ♪ ♪
- How goes the hunt for the special time capsule item?
- Great. I found these.
One of them should work.
- Rebecca, a yo-yo isn't memorable,
and that doll is Charlie's.
- But I remember how scary it was
and why I hid it in this box. - Oh, okay.
- Sorry, this assignment makes no sense.
Why would anyone give up something for years
that means the most to them now? - You mean like your bracelet?
- Look, mom, neither Bethany or I had any friends
when we came to school.
We sat alone at the same lunch table,
then we decided to sit closer together
so people thought we actually had friends.
Then we actually became friends after that, best friends.
- See? That's a great story.
That's worth remembering. - Nope, sorry.
Scary doll here goes in the ground.
Plus, I think I'm doing everybody a favor.
This thing's horrifying. - Okay, Rebecca.
- Thanks, Mom.
But I'm pretty happy with my choice.
- I don't think this is a good idea, Dylan.
- Of course it's not, but it's the only idea
I can come up with last-minute.
- What are the chips for?
- I need to make my ankle look swollen.
All I need to do is pretend to be injured
for every game this season,
and they won't find out that I quit.
- MYLES: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
It's opening day, huh? Who's excited? Who's excited?
- You know I am! - Me too.
[Dylan groaning]
- Hey. Dylan, what's wrong?
- I twisted my ankle yesterday at practice,
but it's nothing. - Okay.
- Ouch! Ah, the pain, the pain!
Oh!
- That's your ankle making that sound?
- Yeah, but as captain,
I still have to be there for my guys.
Now let me get my stuff.
Ooh!
Curse this pain, man!
- All right, okay, all right, no, no,
you are not playing baseball today, all right?
If your ankle doesn't get any better,
I'm taking you to the doctor.
- [Dylan chuckling] - You know what?
You need to stay home from school, all right,
and you need some RICE. - Thanks, Uncle Myles,
but I'd rather have grits for breakfast.
- [chuckling] No.
RICE stands for rest, ice, compression and elevation.
- [Dylan groaning]
- Yeah. - Right.
- All right.
- But can I still have grits for breakfast?
- Sure thing. I'm gonna have Mama Yas
hook you up, all right? - Mm-hmm.
- MYLES: Hey, look, just stay off the ankle.
- Okay. - All right.
Charlie! Let's roll.
- ♪ ♪
- This is my pet frog Quincy.
He's all dried up now, and in years,
when we open up this box, I'm still gonna love him.
Bye, Quincy! - His poor pet frog!
- He is so extra!
- [clearing throat]
I'll allow it.
Bethany, what's your special item for the time capsule?
Ooh!
- This means more to me than the whole entire world.
- Why did you put in your bracelet?
It's what makes us best friends.
- I put it in there because we are best friends,
and I want that to be the memory I have
when we open the time capsule years from now.
- But the bracelet means so much to me.
What if we're not best friends years from now?
I won't have anything to remember you by.
- That would never happen, but if it did,
when we open up the box, and I see the bracelet,
it'll remind me of how important our friendship was to me,
and it will make me want to be friends with you
all over again.
- Rebecca, it's your turn.
- ♪ ♪
- [Mr. Elliot yelping]
- ♪ ♪
- [Dylan grunting]
♪ All young Dylan know is ball 'til he fall ♪
♪ I ain't tryin' to get caught playing no baseball ♪
♪ While they out on the field shaking hands with the team ♪
♪ I'm at the house all alone ♪
♪ Eating my whipped cream ♪
Mm-mm, delightful!
- ♪ ♪
- I just wanted to do that.
Dylan?
- Oh, what are you doing home?
- Well, you know, I figured, hey, you know what,
I was feeling kind of bad.
I thought, maybe he'll let me go home and hang out with him.
Looks like your ankle's feeling better.
- Oh, that? [Dylan groaning]
- [Myles chuckling] Boy, boy, stop!
Stop, quit it, okay? Let it go.
Wait a minute.
You quit the team, didn't you?
Mm-hmm, and you've been faking getting hurt
so that we wouldn't find out.
- Yeah.
- It's a long season, Dylan. What was the plan?
You gonna get hurt every game?
- Well, when you say it, it sounds like a bad idea.
- [Myles sighing] - But, yes.
I'm sorry I disappointed you.
- Me?
No, Dylan, I didn't want you to disappoint yourself.
- How would I disappoint myself?
- Well, it's like this.
It's important that we as people honor our commitments.
- I don't understand your point.
- Okay, well, look, when you commit to something, right,
it's best to see it through, because that builds character,
and that character makes you somebody people can trust.
- That makes sense.
Growing up, I saw my mother bail on one commitment after another.
I love her, but I never wanna be like that.
- I understand, and that's a good thing.
- Uncle Myles, I'm committed to something, my music.
It means everything to me.
- Okay, so then why do you keep asking us
to pay for all these other activities?
- Because I thought that's what you and Mama Yas wanted.
You guys are always encouraging Charlie and Rebecca
to do extracurricular activities,
so I figured I had to.
- No, Dylan, we didn't know that, okay?
And you should never do anything just to please someone else.
The reason that we expose Charlie and Rebecca
to so many different activities is because they're still trying
to find their thing.
But you? You're right.
You found yours in music.
- So does this mean I can keep getting my allowance?
- [Myles chuckling]
No.
You lied. There needs to be consequences.
We're committed to raising you right, Dylan.
Besides, I need to recoup some of that money,
so we can start by returning some of that baseball equipment.
Actually, all of it, yeah.
Did you eat that pizza? - I ate the whole thing.
- ♪ ♪
- DYLAN: Oh.
Oh.
Checkmate.
Good game.
- ♪ ♪
- Oh.
Checkmate. Good game.
- ♪ ♪
- That's checkmate, Grandma.
- ♪ ♪
- Ma. Really?
- Mm, surrender, smart move. Good game.
Mm.
- ♪ ♪
- Hm?
- CHARLIE: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- ♪ ♪
- DYLAN: Check and mate.
- Yes, I, what? - Good game.
- Hey, hey, hey.
So, you mean to tell me you learned all of this
in one day at chess club? - What can I say?
Your boy got skills!
- ♪ ♪
- ♪ ♪