01x19 - The Big Air Dare/Otto's Big Break

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[Upbeat surf rock]

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- ♪ We are riders

♪ On a mission

♪ Action kids in play position ♪

♪Rocket power♪

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[Record scratches]

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[Engines revving]

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♪ We are riders

♪ On a mission

♪ Action kids in fun condition ♪

♪ Prepare to count down ♪

♪Rocket power♪

[Seagulls screeching]

- [Yells]

[Both gasp]

- Please, please, no autographs.

- Otto, you're gonna have to get another snowboard

To cart that head of yours around.

- It was just a .

- Just a ?

- Can't you ever just enjoy the ride,

Rocket boy?

- No.

- Hey, check out the squid!

- Nailed it.

- Come on.

Got to check this out.

- Actually, we don't.

- I don't know, otto.

- Looks dangerous.

- Lame, lamer, lamest.

Sheesh.

- Ooh!

- The big air.

- Awesome.

- Terrifying.

- More speed, benny.

Speed, speed!

- Hello, earth to otto.

Come in, otto.

- Rocket boy launching.

Whoa, triple flip with a one-half twist.

He's gonna be--

- Grounded.

- Oh, man, it's lance,

The ski patrol dude.

- The big air's for experienced adults only.

When it opens tomorrow,

I don't want to see you kids anywhere near it.

- But--

- Stay out of trouble now.

- Told you we'd get in trouble.

- Like he was serious.

Come on, you guys.

- Weather report says we're gonna get

A couple of inches of snow tonight.

What do you say we rest up and hit that fresh powder

Tomorrow morning.

- [Snoring]

- Once again, you're way ahead of me, brother.

- Repeat after me.

Ah-huh!

- Ah-huh!

- Ah-huh.

- You're out, squid.

One down, two to go.

Follow me.

Ha, told ya.

- Looks like it's just you and me, rocket boy.

- Not for long, reg.

Repeat after me.

- [Yawns]

You'll have to do better than that.

[Both grunting]

- This'll dump her.

- [Laughs]

Good game, rocket boy.

We'll call it a tie.

- Tie?

Power rocket doesn't tie.

- You did this time.

- Everyone knows a tie goes to the leader.

- What kind of stupid rule is that?

- A good rule.

- I think he's right, reg.

- What other proof do I need?

- You know, I read once--

- Look, I won.

End of story, game over.

- Game over?

Let's play again,

And this time I'll be the leader.

- In your dreams.

I won.

You lost.

Get used to it.

- Otto, don't.

- Oh, man!

- Otto, I can b*at you any time, anywhere,

In any sport, little bro.

- Bring it on, regina.

- What?

Tito?

Tito?

- Not now, brother.

I'm surfing pipeline.

[Snores]

- Here they come,

And reggie's in the lead.

- Yeah, right.

- Eat my snow!

[Panting]

- Otto, low five, bro.

Woogedy-woogedy.

You the man!

- That I am.

- Are you blind?

Reggie won by a mile.

- Yeah.

- Are you saying I lost?

- I'm saying you came in second out of two!

- Guys, we need an official judge.

- All rise.

The twister's court is now in session.

Whoa.

Whoa!

- Court is adjourned.

- Monster jump, ottoman!

- Reggie's gonna waste him.

[Both growl]

- Who wins?

- [Chuckles]

[Camera timer rings]

- [Yells]

- Okay, it's a test of speed, skill, and guts.

We fly down the mountain

Using all those kooks like slalom gates.

First one to the ski lift wins.

Meaning me.

- Otto, you better watch out.

There's a lot of people on this run.

- Two rules, rocket boy.

No cheating when you fall behind,

And no crying when you lose.

- On your mark, get set.

- Go home.

- No, it's "go."

On your mark, get set--

- This race is cancelled.

- Race, what race?

- Get on the gondola and ride back down.

You kids are done for the day.

- You can't do that.

- Hey, it's either that or I take your lift tickets away

And put 'em on the wall of shame.

Your choice.

- Wall of shame?

- They take away your pass.

They put it up on the wall so everybody can laugh at you.

It's a shredder's worst nightmare.

- So what's it gonna be?

- You're lucky he came along, otto.

Saved you a lot of humiliation.

- Whoa!

Look at the big air those guys are getting!

I want some of that air.

- Do you ever stop?

I swear they ought to call you the big airhead.

- Hey, that's how we can settle this.

You and me, the big air.

Winner takes all.

- But lance said he'll put us on the wall of shame.

My fragile psyche can't handle that humiliation.

- Then we'll hit it at sunrise before lance is even here.

How about it?

- The first annual otto rocket big air dare is on, baby!

[Wind howling]

You scared yet?

- No, no way.

Let's do it.

- Wait, reggie, otto, please listen to me.

We're all alone up here.

- Ha, I knew you'd wimp out.

- It's all come down to this,

As rocket boy and rocket girl attempt the big air dare.

- Go, reggie!

Go, otto!

Be careful.

Oh, man, I'm all alone up here.

Oh, man.

Ahh!

- Ugh!

[Gasps]

- I win!

I win!

Ugh!

- Oh, man.

Total yard sale.

Otto popped a binding.

- I think he popped more than that.

- Otto!

Rocket boy, are you okay?

- [Groans]

My leg.

- Let me see.

Let me see! - Ow!

Don't touch it!

- Don't touch him.

Don't move him.

He's in pain.

- Otto, otto!

Oh, man.

Son, it'll be okay.

It's broken.

Tito, will you go get help?

- You got it, brother.

- [Groans]

Ow.

Ow, dad, it hurts so bad!

- You'll be okay, otto.

- I'm afraid you're not gonna be snowboarding

For some time, kid.

Sir, I told your kids that jump was off limits.

- You did?

Reggie?

- H.q., This is lance.

Over.

We have a code green at the big air jump.

- Sorry, dad. - We have a male snowboarder,

Approximately nine years old,

With a possible fracture.

- Oh, man, it's bad enough I broke my leg.

Do I have to sit here and watch you guys

Just sitting around?

Why don't you go up there

And ski or snowboard or something?

- If you ask me, this is cruel and unusual punishment.

- I believe it was an ancient hawaiian who said,

"Don't do the crime if you can't do the time."

Right, brother?

- Aloha to that, tito, my man.

- Man, this thing itches.

[Yells]

I'm gonna go crazy!

What am I supposed to do for six weeks?

- Relax, little brother.

Sit back and smell the roses.

- Roses?

I'm allergic to roses.

[Sneezing]

- [Chuckles] - squid!

[Laughter]

[Crowd laughing and jeering]

[Upbeat surf rock]

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- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So much air!

Ahh!

So much pain.

[Laughter]

- Yeah, whoo-hoo!

All right, yeah.

- Yeah!

- No!

[Grunts]

Hey, guys, it's the return of rocket boy.

- You can't be serious.

- Serious as a broken leg.

- I don't think it's gonna work, bro.

- It'll work.

- You know, it might just work.

- Huh? - See?

- In a parallel universe where bad ideas really work.

All: bust!

- Otto, do you want another broken leg?

- I know I don't want to hear him cry again.

- Me either.

It was gross.

- I didn't cry.

Well, I wouldn't have broken my leg

If you hadn't made me go off that jump.

- I made you go off that jump?

- It's okay because my leg's protected

By the space-age technology of this cast.

Ow!

- I hope that cast is as thick as your skull.

- Otto, you really shouldn't.

- Everybody freeze.

What is going on here?

- Just playing in the backyard.

- Playing?

In a cast?

On a skateboard?

Your leg is broken in three places.

- But it feels better already.

Ow.

- Hey, reggie, I'm open.

- Here we go.

Nice try, twist.

We just need another player

To replace otto while he's hurt.

- Yeah, but I wish otto could play.

- What?

Are you nuts?

- I mean, the old otto.

Not the new, less-improved otto.

- Hey, guys, I'm back in action.

- You mean back in traction.

- It's the master of disaster.

- Look at me.

Just took about an hour to get the old uniform on.

No problemo.

- Otto, bad.

Bad idea.

- You guys didn't forget, did you?

We got the big game on thursday.

- No, not exactly.

- Twist, pass it!

Ow.

- Okay, there's no way

We can let otto play in the game tomorrow.

Both: right.

- It's bad for him.

- And bad for the team.

- Right.

- So twist, you just got to tell him he can't play.

- I'm not gonna tell him.

- Just make up some story.

- Tell him the rats ate the puck.

- No, it's got to be something believable

Like global warming has caused giant monkeys

To overtake ocean shores.

- Giant monkeys?

[Screams]

- He'll be back.

- Let me handle this, okay?

Oh, man!

I am so ticked!

- What's up?

- The big game.

They're rescheduling it.

- No way!

When's it gonna be?

- Um, they haven't told us,

But it's definitely not gonna be tomorrow.

No, sir, not tomorrow.

- That stinks.

- Tell me about it.

[Relieved sigh]

- So?

- Well, otto's out of the picture,

But we still have a problem.

- The monkeys.

[Groans]

- We still need someone to fill in for otto.

- You got somebody in mind?

- I do, but you're not gonna like it.

So look, I know this is weird and everything,

Us asking for help...

- But there's no one else we could turn to.

- Yeah, I really thought we had a sh*t at this,

Especially since your team is already eliminated.

- [Cackles]

- Whoo-hoo!

Yeah, all right!

- Ahh!

[Both panting]

- I don't know if asking him to play

Was such a good idea.

- With him on the team, at least we have a chance.

- Who knew it would be so easy to replace otto?

- What do you mean?

- Hey, otto. - Hi, otto.

- Little bro.

- Who's replacing me?

For what?

- Big mouth.

- Um, not for the street hockey game.

- The one that was rescheduled?

- No, the one tomorrow.

Both: twister!

- Oops.

- You guys lied to me?

- Otto, I can explain.

- Tell it to someone who cares.

Ow.

- Maybe we made a mistake.

- Here, little brother.

I call this "the tito's island

Cup of happiness pick-me-upper."

- [Sighs]

I just feel like everyone deserted me.

- They didn't desert you, otto.

- They kicked me off the team for a big game,

Then lied to me about it.

- That doesn't sound like the little brothers to me.

Ever think your broken leg could be the reason?

- Doesn't matter what the reason is.

My own friends turned on me.

- Hmm.

This reminds me of a surf contest I was in once,

And I rode this most incredible wave,

Nailed all my moves, got a perfect score,

And won first prize,

An all-expense-paid two-week trip to hawaii.

- And?

- And that's it.

I had a great time.

- What does that have to do

With your friends letting you down?

- Nothing, really.

They sure were good times, though.

- Dad!

- Let me try.

Otto, the ancient hawaiians had a saying.

"The bird that flies alone is the goose that gets cooked."

- Does that mean they're all turkeys?

- It means that friendships are more important

Than foolish pride.

- Yeah.

They should hear that.

Thanks, dad.

Thanks, tito.

[Players cheering]

- Whoa, close game.

Oh, yeah!

- Yes!

Yeah!

[Crowd cheering]

- Yeah, whoo!

- Lars?

I'm calling a timeout.

[Whistle blows]

- Otto?

- Dude?

- What's with lars?

You replaced me with that giant monkey?

- There are no giant monkeys.

- But lars?

- Believe me, it wasn't my idea.

- You got to let me play.

I'm better than that dork.

- What did you call me?

- Why do you want to play with these kiddies anyhow?

I thought you were too cool for us.

- You're right.

I'm out of here.

Later much!

- Otto, you can't do this.

Lars, come back.

- Yes, I can.

- But you don't have blades.

- I don't care.

- And your leg's broken.

- Don't worry.

I got another one.

Game on.

[All grunting]

- [Growls]

Ugh!

- Whoa!

- Oww!

Whoa,

What happened?

- Oh, you're okay.

- Yes, my hardheaded brother is all right.

- That must have hurt.

- You got to be tough to be a goalie, I always say.

- The game.

What happened?

- Postponed on account of stupidity.

- But just for hours.

- I thought we were playing tomorrow.

- Cool, then we still got a chance.

[All groan]

- Otto!

- Dad, I didn't mean it like that.

When I said we, I meant you guys.

All: whew.

- I mean, I only have to get hit with the puck once

Before I get the point.

- What did you get the second and third time?

- And you almost re-broke your leg.

- Yeah, that too.

- Still, you're doing the right thing.

I'm proud of you.

- I'll be rooting for you guys,

Even that giant monkey.

- Giant monkeys!

[Screaming]

Phew.

[Screaming]

[Upbeat surf rock]

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