01x14 - Bulldog Buddies

[bunniefuu]

- ♪

- Pepper, we've been hanging
out a lot recently

and I wanted to give you
something to show you

how much you mean to me.

- Aw...Sawyer.

- [food splatting]

- SOPHIE & BELLA: Ew...Sawyer!

- Thank you.
That was so sweet.

He knows I love extra
pepperoni--

so he picked them off
his pizza and gave them to me.

- Oh...so romantic.

- Gross.

- DJ, meet the girls.

Girls, meet my little
brother, DJ.

- What's up, ladies?
You can call me the Deej.

- Yeah, I can see
how you're related.

- Yeah, well,
with my dad overseas,

I've gotta be
a responsible role model.

So, naturally, I brought him
here to work on his mad game.

Show 'em what you got,
little man.

- Time to get to work.
- Oh, you know it.

[laughing]

Yeah, little dude wants
to be just like me.

That's why I'm gonna ask Coach
to make him my Little Buddy

in the Bulldog Buddies program.

- Oh, I signed up
to mentor little kids

for the rest of
the year, too.

I know it can be hard to fit
in when you're that age.

- Yeah, I don't think DJ's gonna
have any problems fitting in.

- Hey, girl, wanna come over
and play some video games

and then, um, see where
the afternoon takes us?

- Will there be
chocolate chip cookies?

- Oh, you know it.
- Okay.

- It worked! It worked!
She said yes!

- Okay, okay,
but remember the rule--

wait before you celebrate.

- BOTH: Get dipped, D-Yes!

- They're still here.

- Be cool. Be cool.

- ♪

- ♪ You won't find
me in the bleachers ♪

- ♪ Yeah that girl
is one of us ♪

- ♪ I'm made of spice
and sugar ♪

- ♪ She's pretty...
she's pretty tough ♪

- ♪ Then add
a little glitter ♪

- ♪ She off in
a cloud of dust ♪

- ♪ And you get...
you get... ♪

- ♪ A game changer,
play maker ♪

♪ Take the ball,
she'll see ya later ♪

- ♪ I'm on a dreamlike,
teamlike ♪

♪ Livin' like
one of the boys ♪

- ♪ She got it goin', goin',
she got it goin' on ♪

- ♪ Play like Friday night

♪ Kickin' like
one of the boys ♪

- ♪ She got it goin', goin',
she got it goin' on ♪

- ♪ One of the boys

- ♪

- [whistle shrills]

- Okay, listen up!

I just wanna thank everyone
who signed up

to be a Big Buddy and mentor
a Little Buddy.

- NEWT: I'm so excited.

When I was a Little Buddy,
I looked up to my mentor.

And now I'll have a Little Buddy
who looks up to me.

- Newt, your Little Buddy
is Alex. Come on.

- Please tell me
you're Alex's dad.

- [deep voice]
Nope.

- What are your parents
feeding you?

- Bella, you're gonna
be with DJ.

- Oh, hold on, Coach.
DJ and I wanted to be together.

- Yeah, sorry, that's
not how it works.

The pairings are random.

Troy, you're with Roland.
- [asthma puffer spritzing]

- What?

- Do ya have any sunblock?

- Again--what?

- But, Troy, you said
we can be together.

- Look, Coach,
I'm serious, all right?

You've gotta make this
work for us,

otherwise, I will never catch
another pass for you again.

- Do you wanna sit on the bench?

- DJ, you're with Bella.
- Aw...

- Don't worry, DJ,
it'll be fine.

I can't think of a better

Bulldog Buddy for
you than Bella.

- But, Troy--

- DJ, I promise we're gonna
have so much fun together.

Now what do you wanna do first?

How about I show you how to
do a proper touchdown dance.

- I don't know what she's doing,
but I want her to stop!

- Okay, all right, don't worry.
Just try to make the best of it.

- Pfft! Whatever!
I'm feelin' me.

- ♪

- Sawyer, I was so touched
by your pepperoni gift

that I got something for you
to put in your locker.

- Oh, thanks, Pepper.
This is so thoughtful.

Look...

- A goat?

- Oh, that's Mabel.

She saved me from a rattlesnake
when I was a toddler.

She's like a second
mom to me.

- That's so romantic.
- SAWYER: Yeah.

- I wish a girl would give me

a framed picture of
a goat for my locker.

- Hm. I'd be happy to.

But I can't promise it'll be
a picture of the front end.

- Unh, I'll take it.

You know what they say--

don't look a gift goat
in the butt.

- Who says that?

- You know--"they."

- Pepper, this is really cool

and kinda makes
me wanna ask you

something I've been
thinking about.

Come here.

How can I put this in
a way to understand?

Uh...when a billy goat
is lookin' for a nanny goat,

he assesses the silkiness
of her hair,

the length of her beard...

Do you see where
I'm goin' with this?

- Not at all.

- I'm asking you
to be my girlfriend.

- Oh, my gosh!

Of course, I'll be
your girlfriend!

Oh, I'm a girlfriend!

- No way! This is amazing!

Your first boyfriend.

- I know! I know! I know!

- Nice work.
I'm so happy for you.

And now you have
a reason to wear

that Manther body spray
I gave you.

- Still, no.

- ♪

- Okay, so you don't
want me to give you

any advice about school,

and you don't wanna talk about
problems with your friends.

Oh, do you want me to help
you with your homework?

- No. Definitely not.

- I guess I can teach you how
to do my touchdown dance.

- I've changed my mind--
I'd like to do some homework.

- Oh, sorry, I didn't know
you guys were down here.

You, uh, you havin' fun?
- Yes!

- Please, save me.

- Okay, yeah, it's been
a little bit rocky,

but we're gettin'
to the good part--

a healthy snack of celery
and peanut butter.

- Does she know
anything about kids?

- Okay, all right.

Why don't you guys go toss
the football around?

DJ loves that.
- Great. Let's do it.

- You wanna go play some
football, too, Roland?

- Do I look like I've ever
wanted to play football?

- Okay, uh...

How about some
video games, then?

- Look, Troy,
this isn't working out

and neither of us
wants to do this.

So why don't
we get new buddies?

- We can do that?

- Yes, it says in here, as long
as all four buddies agree,

we can get new partners.

- Well, that's music
to my ears.

I'm about to be reunited
with my little brother.

All right, excellent
play, my man.

Up high.
- Sorry.

I'm not allowed to participate
in contact sports.

- I'm not surprised.

- So, what do your parents think
about you having a boyfriend?

- Um, I actually haven't talked
to them about it yet.

But I'm sure they'll be fine.

- I don't know.

Parents get funny about
this type of thing.

We need to figure this out
without them knowing.

- Who wants lemonade?

- And here's our chance.

Hey, um, can we get
some advice?

- Sure.
- Um...

so, there is a girl
on our cheer squad.

- Y-Yeah. She's our age.
Same age as us.

- And, um, she needs to get
a present for her boyfriend.

- He's also our age.
Same age as us.

- What do you think
she should get him?

- She shouldn't
get him anything

because she shouldn't
have a boyfriend.

- Yeah, because
if she's your age,

she's way too young.

- I didn't know
you felt that way.

- We are so glad that
you're not dealing with...

that kind of
boy-girl stuff yet.

[wheezing]
- Okay.

Uh, yeah, middle school boys

don't care about
girls' feelings.

They're all shallow,

emotionally-insensitive
heart-breakers.

- Uh, they're not all like that.
- SOPHIE: [laughing]

- I was.

- Honey, you're our baby

and we wouldn't want
to see you get hurt.

- And that's why you're
not allowed to have

a boyfriend for a long time.

- Good thing she doesn't
have one, then.

- Of course, she doesn't.
[laughing]

- Right! I don't have
a boyfriend.

- ALL: [laughing]

- Anymore.

- ♪

- Man, this quarterback
stuff is so cool.

What's it like after
you take a snap?

- Let me show you.
I take a three-step drop.

The defense is
closing in on me.

I quickly scan
the field to see

which one of
my receivers is open.

Then--
- Hey! Hey!

- Then Troy screams at me
from across the field--

whether he's open or not.

- DJ, come over here.
I've got some good news.

- What's going on?

- Get ready, 'cause I'm
about to make your day.

I just found out that if
all four of us agree to it,

then we can switch buddies,
so now you and I can be together

and you don't have to deal
with Bella and her...

- Lookin' good, Troy.

- Okay, so what do you say?

Should we go break
the news to her?

- Actually, I wanna
stay with Bella.

- Wait, you're choosing
her over me?

- Yeah. I'm sorry, bro.

She's teaching me how
to throw a football.

- But that...that doesn't
make any sense.

Why would you wanna
throw a football

when you wanna be a wide
receiver like...like The Troy?

- I don't wanna be a wide
receiver anymore.

- W-What do you mean?

- I wanna be a quarterback
just like Bella.

- You wanna be
just like her?

- Oh, you know it.
Go, Bella! Go, Bella!

- Fishing rod!
Go, DJ! Go, DJ! Go, DJ!

- What is going on?

- ♪

- [whistle shrills]

- Great practice, guys.

Uh, now, before you go,

there's been some
complaints that someone

has been taking your
teammate's body products

and not replacing them.

I only have one
thing to say to that--

Newt, I'm sorry. Here.
[nervous laugh]

- It's okay, Coach.

Man have done far worse for
Cookie Batter Body Butter.

- [laughing]
I don't know whether to

rub it on my elbows
or eat it.

- [cell phone ringing]

- Hey, DJ.

Foosball at the Starcade?
You're so on.

Oh, do you wanna
talk to Troy?

No? You're good?

He'll talk to you later.

Cool! See you in 30.

- Hey, Dixon.
What's with the attitude?

- [sighing]
I'm sorry, Coach.

I'm just frustrated.

- You wanna talk
in my office?

I got a box of cookies
with your name on it.

Actually, it has
Coach Park's name on it,

but it was delivered
to my office, so...

finders, eaters, I say.

Now what's going on, Dixon?

- Look, Coach, when
I signed up with DJ

to do Bulldog Buddies,

I didn't know it was
gonna be random.

So, now Bella's DJ's Big Buddy
and she's becoming his idol.

We never hang out, he wants
to be a...a quarterback,

and he's dancing
like a...like a...

well, man, he's dancing
like Bella.

- Ooh.

You know, son, it sounds
like you're in

a Rhonda Pettigrew situation.

- Rhonda Petti-who?

- Yeah, she was
my college girlfriend.

At least she was until
she broke up with me

and started dating...
Chuck Battaro.

It left me crying into
my acid-washed jacket.

- Oh, that's so sad.

- I know. She broke my heart.

- Oh, no, the image of you

in the acid-washed
jacket...Uh. Ooh.

- Hey, son, I...
I pulled it off.

[laughing] And the leather
pants helped.

Ha! Ha!

Anyway...

I knew once Rhonda realized
what she'd been missing,

she'd come back to me.

- Ah, I see what you're saying.
Show him what he's missing.

- Yeah. [laughing]

- That's some good advice,
Coach. Thanks.

Hey, uh, Rhonda
came back, right?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, she came back.
[laughing]

To pick up her stuff.

- ♪

- Ladies, I am so excited about
the union of Pepper and Sawyer,

I coined a new nickname
for them--Team Pawyer.

- Sorry, Newt,
but that's a no-go.

- Yeah, now that I've
said it out loud,

I'm a little less confident.

- It's not the nickname.
My parents won't let me date.

- What? No, that's horrible.

Why would they keep
you two lovebirds apart?

- They say I'm too young.
[sighing]

And now I have to break up
with my first boyfriend.

- Oh, man. This is so sad.

- I know. I can't look.

But I can't look away.

- [no audible dialogue]

- NEWT: Wow, that wasn't
too bad at all.

- I was expecting
way more tears.

- Pepper's a strong girl.

- I was talking about Sawyer.

Wow, he seemed pretty okay
with the breakup.

- Well, that might be
because we didn't break up.

- Oh, Pepper!
- I couldn't do it.

I like him so much.

I'm thinking I'll
keep dating Sawyer,

but won't tell my parents
because they'll freak out.

- And, Sawyer,
are you gonna tell him

about your parents' rule?

- No way. Then he'll freak out.

But in a really cute way.

I like him so much.

- I don't know about this plan.

I mean, how long do
you honestly think

you can keep this up?
- I don't know.

Just until my parents are okay
with me having a boyfriend.

So, I'm thinking...

senior year?

College?

Yeah, you're right.
My wedding.

- Well, I'm on the side of love,
no matter how it exists,

even if it's in secret.
- Thanks, Newt.

- I've gotta go.

I promised my Little Buddy
a piggy-back ride.

This is not what I expected when
you asked for a piggy-back ride,

but I can work with it--
to the smoothie counter.

- Okay, now remember,
you should have fun, look happy,

and, most importantly,
make DJ see what he's missing

so he'll wanna switch buddies.
- Let's do it.

- Okay, now pretend like
we've been talking about

something really
funny, all right?

- Ha. Ha. Ha.
- Woo!

Oh! Hey, guys.
Didn't even see ya there.

What's up?
Just playin' some foosball?

That's cool.

How about a little, uh,
two-one-two?

You and DJ versus
me and Roland here.

- That's cool, but Bella
and I are having fun.

- Ooh, nice shot, Deej.
- Deej?

Well, you know, me and,
uh, Rol really came

to speak game and girls anyway.

He's like a little
brother to me.

Right, Rol?
- Who's Rol?

- Okay, you know, I think
that girl over there

is checkin' you out, Rol.

Now, remember, do it just
like The Troy taught you.

Now go get them digits.
Ha. Ha. Ha.

- Excuse me, Miss...

but you have
very fair skin.

I hope you're
wearing sunblock.

- No.
- What?

- That's not what
I taught you, man.

- Oh, right!
- Yeah.

- What's good, bae?

- BELLA & DJ:
Bulldog Buddies!

Woof! Woof! Woof!

- First a dance,
now a special handshake?

Unh-unh. Come on.

- BELLA: [laughing]

- Hey, quit hoggin'
the throw-a-round.

Let a real athlete
get some of this.

[laughing]
Yeah! Wonder Boy!

How do ya like that, Deej?

Or that?
[laughing]

Yeah, impressive, huh?

- Troy, stop bugging
me and Bella.

We're trying to practice.

This is important.

- Oh, so I guess I'm
not important anymore?

- Whoa! It's not like that,
Troy. It's okay.

- No, it's not okay.

Look, he's supposed
to be my Little Buddy

because he's
my little brother.

But, you know what?
You two can have each other.

I'm outta here.

- So...

what's good, bae?
- [asthma puffer spritzing]

- ♪

- Yep, my pizza stone
is made from

the roof tiles
of a Tuscan villa.

That's what makes "make your
own pizza" night so great,

right, Pepper?
- Yeah.

I kinda like that mom makes
smiley faces with pepperoni.

- Pffft! It's a cheap gimmick.

- [high-pitched beeping]
- Ah, there's the timer now.

- Honey, that's the smoke alarm.
- Oh, no!

- [knock at door]

- PEPPER: [sighing]

- Hey, girlfriend--
- Oooh!

- Pepper, what are
you doing?

- I can't let my parents
find out about him.

- But you can't just
leave him out there.

- Okay, fine!

Hey, sorry about the door.
Our house is, uh...haunted?

- Yeah. Wooo! Scary!
[laughing]

- Oh, you left your scarf
at the Starcade

and I thought I'd
bring it to you.

- Thanks. I'll see
you at school.

- Pepper, are these
your friends?

- Yeah, just friends.
[nervous laugh]

- Well, I'm glad you came by.

You can be guest judges for
my newest pizza creation.

- Oh, don't mind him.

He has this fantasy that
he's gonna end up

a contestant on Super Chef.

- Well, let's let Pepper's
friends be the judge.

- Oh, okay.

- I tried to stop him,
but I didn't know what to do.

- If Pepper's parents find out
the truth about Sawyer,

their heads will explode.

- I'll do what I can.

- Well, what do ya think?

- Mmmm. Smoky.

- Why don't you try mine?

- A smiley face?
What a cute gimmick.

- Oh, here you go, Pepper.

- Uhhhhh, here
you go, Sophie.

- Uh, here you go, Newt.

- What are you guys doing?

- Uh, yeah, what are
we doin'?

- Uh, it's a new game we play.
- SOPHIE: Right.

- Musical Pepperonis.

Whoever gets them last
has to eat them all--

Newt!

- But they've touched
so many hands.

- I didn't know
this was a game.

I was just trying to be
a good boyfriend.

- Uh, did you say "boyfriend?"

- He said "boyfron"--
which in French means

boy with a, uh, "fron."

- What is going on here?

Why is this kid calling
himself your boyfriend?

- Because she's my girlfriend?

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Pepper, you know we said you're
too young to have a boyfriend.

- Mom and Dad,
I am so sorry.

Sawyer, I...I didn't
tell them about you

because I didn't want
to stop seeing you.

- What?
You never told 'em?

- Dad, Sawyer's not the type of
boy you're worried about.

He sweet and polite
and he cares about my feelings.

- Pepper, it's okay.

Mr. and Mrs. Silverstein,

if I'd known you
didn't approve of Pepper

having a boyfriend, I would
have never asked her out.

I'm so sorry.

I'll see myself out.

- Sawyer, wait.

Gabe, he has good intentions

and he seems like he'd be
careful with her feelings

- I don't know, it...

- Gabe, he pretended to
like your terrible pizza.

- You're right.
The kid's a saint.

- Pepper, you can have
a boyfriend.

- Yay! I can have
a boyfriend!

- And I can keep
my girlfriend!

- Does this mean I can stop
eating all this pepperoni?

- ♪

- BELLA: Troy?

- Uh, hey, it's
the Bulldog Buddies.

Don't worry, I won't get in the
way of your little bromance--

or bro-sis-mance.
Fem-bro-mance?

Whatever. I'm out.

- Man, you've been acting crazy.

- What's going on
with you, Troy?

- Bella, you know exactly
what's going on.

You stole my brother from me.

- BELLA: What?
- DJ: Huh?

- Look, you used to be
my biggest fan, man,

and now you're Bella's.

What happened to you?

Look, we go all the way
back to when you were

just a bump in mom's stomach.

That's deep. How could you
just throw that away?

- It's not like that.

- Troy, you're my hero.
- I...

I am?
- Tell him.

- I stayed with Bella
because I realized

she can teach me how
to be a QB,

and if I learn how
to be a QB,

and one day, when we both
play in the NFL,

I can throw a touchdown
pass to you.

- [sobbing]
Dixon to Dixon?

- You know it.

- Man, come here.

- I can't believe you thought
I was dumping you for Bella.

- I know, man. I just...
I wasn't thinking straight.

But with dad away,

the men in the house
need to stick together.

- Hey, I forgive ya, bro.
- [whispering]

- On one condition--

you have to do a proper
touchdown dance.

- Okay. No. I am not
doing that.

You look like a couple of
chickens riding bicycles.

- ♪ You know you lo-o-ove it

- DJ & BELLA: Go, Troy!
Go, Troy!

- BELLA: It's your birthday.
- DJ & BELLA: Go, Troy!

Go, Troy!

- That was a rollercoaster ride.

But I'm glad it all worked out
between Pepper and Sawyer.

- Yeah, pizza night
was pretty crazy.

- I'd love to stay and chat,
but my ride's here.

[grunting]

Being a mentor
is so rewarding.

To the vending machines, Alex!

Wait, I left my wallet
in my locker.

Sorry.

No, no, no. No, no.
It's in there.

It's in my pocket.

Back to the vending
machines, Alex!

Oh, you're so gonna
hate me for this,

but I meant the upstairs
vending machines.

- ♪