02x16 - Bella in the Spotlight

[bunniefuu]

- ♪

- Ace McFumbles here
with Bella Dawson, who just

led her team to an incredible
last-second victory.

Bella, walk us through
your game-winning touchdown.

- It was crazy.

I dropped back to throw it,
but everyone was covered.

Then I realized
it was up to me to win it,

so I ran it in myself.

- Yes, it felt like you
really carried the team tonight.

- I just did what I had to
to get the win.

- And that was Bella Dawson
describing

how she singlehandedly
carried the Bulldogs to victory.

- ♪

- What?

I'm sorry, let me rephrase that.

What?

- Yeah, congrats
on your win, Bella.

- You guys know
that's not what I meant.

- Well, that's what you said.

- You stink.

I know that's toilet talk,
but I am not sorry.

- Yeah, this is a team.

There were ten other guys
out there busting their butts

for you the entire game.

And I know because I was
on the bench watching them.

- I'm sorry.
I got caught up in the moment.

I appreciate
everything you guys do.

I'll make sure
it never happens again.

- Way to get that win, Bella.

- Thanks, I did what I could.

- Really?
- Really?

- We! I meant we!

- ♪

♪ 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
and pretty tough ♪

- ♪ And add a little glitter

- ♪ Three yard's
in a cloud of dust ♪

- ♪ And you got, you got

- ♪ A game changer,
a player maker ♪

♪ Take the ball,
she'll see it there ♪

- ♪ I'm on
a dream like team ♪

♪ Like living like
one of the boys ♪

- ♪ She got it going, going

♪ She got it going on

- ♪ I'm gonna play like,
Friday night ♪

♪ Kick it like one of the boys

- ♪ She got it going, going

- ♪ One of, one of the boys ♪

- ♪

- I can't believe I said that.

It just came out,
and now the guys hate me.

- Can I be honest?
- Yeah.

- It sounded really awful.

- Can I be honest?
- Yeah.

- I don't like you being honest.

- I have to do something
to make the boys feel better.

- Make them feel better?

They're boys.

They'll do fine in life.

- Oh, look, it's the reporter
I'm interning for after school.

- I'm Chuck Dodge
with "Silverado Sports."

Tonight, we profile the shortest
basketball player in Texas.

He's short on height,
but long on heart.

- You work for Chuck Dodge?

My whole family loves him.

Especially Abuela.

- Abuela's into sports?

- Abuela's into Chuck Dodge.

Whenever he comes on,
she mutters something

about running her fingers
through his man mane.

Ugh.

- Chuck is such a good guy.

He's always saying, "Stay in
school and don't do drugs."

He's basically my mentor.

- Hold on.

If I could get Chuck Dodge
to come down

and interview the guys
for "Silverado Sports,"

that would totally make up
for my Ace interview.

Do you think he would do it?

- "Team struggles
with ego-maniac quarterback."

That's a pretty good story.

- No.

A nice profile
of the whole team.

You know, showing
how everyone works together,

and that's what makes
the Bulldogs successful.

- Oooh, now I can see it.

"One team, one dream.

"All for one, one for all.

Many paws, one dog."

- Or, or, how 'bout

"Sports intern
struggles with headlines"?

- Oooh, I like that one.

- ♪

- Remember, students, the robot
battle begins in two days.

But don't worry.

If your robot doesn't work,
it is A-Okay.

- Thank goodness.

I can't make this thing
work at all.

- I'm just joking.

If your robot doesn't work,
you fail.

[laughs]

Oh, Newt.

- Come on, k*ller,
you can do it.

It's working.

- Pretty crummy robot,
Van Der Rohe.

You better pray
you get into college

on some kind
of sports scholarship.

Dumb jock.

- I am not a jock, Gracie.

- Coach doesn't
even let me touch the ball.

- Whatever, meathead.

You and your boxy loser bot
are going down.

- It is not a box.

It's a high-tech
k*lling machine.

- It's k*lling me
all right...with laughter.

Ha!

- [bell rings]

- Ooh, cool box, Newt.

- It's not a box.

It's a high-tech
k*lling machine.

And, fine, it's a box.

- Looks like your chassis
lacks significant mass.

And your max acceleration
is too low.

If you increase them both,
the kinetic force

should be enough
to pulverize your opponent.

- Whoa.

You some kind
of secret robot genius?

- Pssh, no.

My brothers watch
that fighting robot show,

and it's so loud
I can hear it in my room.

- What show? I should watch it.

- Um, "Ro...bo...Show."

- There's a show
called "Robo Show"?

- Mm-hmm.

- What channel is it on?

- I don't know,
I'm not your DVR.

Look it up.

- That was weird.

- I saw Gracie
making fun of your robot.

- I'm glad.

She is so mean.

- She is so right.

Maybe you should spend more time
trying to pass my class

and less time
with your jock friends

pumping iron and getting swole.

- I am not a jock.

I can barely lift this robot.

Look.

Oh, wow, football has
done wonders for my physique.

Watch out, ladies.

- ♪

- Oh, Bells, Bells, Bells!

Who's your favorite person
in the whole wide world?

- Your crazy eyes and invasion
of my personal space

makes me think...you.

- Yes.

I pitched the story
to Chuck Dodge,

and he wants to interview
the team for "Silverado Sports."

- Oh my gosh.

Chuck Dodge is my favorite
person in the whole wide world.

- Hey!
- I'm kidding. It's you!

- We are going to be interviewed
by the Chuck Dodge?

Silverado's Clooney?

- Yeah.

- You know, I was once called
Silverado's Liam Hemsworth.

Fine, by my mom.

Hey, but you gotta admit,
it's still impressive.

- Is it?

- I know all about
being on camera.

I used to be a baby model.

- It was one diaper commercial.

- And how many diaper
commercials have you done, Troy?

- Well, I...

- Hmm?

- Man, shut up.

- You know,
I'd love to join in the fun,

but I'm gonna be busy
getting my robot battle ready.

- Hey, that looks
pretty good, Newt.

- It may look good,
but it refuses to work.

Much like my stepmom Brenda.

- Oh, uh, Chuck and his crew
will be here

during football practice
tomorrow,

so make sure you rest up
for your close-ups.

- [sighs] Thanks
for lining this up, Bella.

It's so cool that we're finally

going to get some recognition,
too.

You may not know this about me,

but I have
a little bit of an ego.

- No!

- ♪

- Hey, Sophie.

So I tried your idea

about increasing
the mass of the chassis.

- Uh, not my idea,
just saw it on TV.

- Right. Well, it was terrible.

- Really?

- Yeah, whoever
came with that is stupid

and obviously knows nothing
about robotics.

- [door slams]
- Okay.

- I mean,
it was the dumbest idea

since Luis tried to get us
to call him Lil Weezy.

- Well, clearly you didn't
calculate your force ratios

correctly, otherwise it
would have been a foolproof fix.

And nothing is as stupid
as Lil Weezy!

- I knew it,
you're a robotics genius.

- Ssssh!

- I was playing you.

Your suggestion totally worked.

You have to help me
win tomorrow.

- I'm sorry, but I can't.

If anyone finds out
I'm good at science,

my teachers will put me
in advanced classes.

- Sophie, hasn't anyone
ever told you to lean in,

sit at the table,
and have it all, sister?

- I'm not gonna do it.

- Please!

Gracie keeps calling me a jock.

I am not a jock.

I failed the Presidential
Physical Fitness test

three times.

- Fine. But on one condition.

No one can find out
I'm good at science.

Normal science is the only class
I have with Bella and Pepper.

If I get moved up into Honors,
I'll never see them at school.

- Done.
I'm great at keeping secrets.

Ever since my parents got
divorced, most of my dad's

sentences start with "You cannot
tell your mother about this."

- ♪

- So, tell me, Miss Dawson,
are there any funny stories

you can share with us about
being a girl on a boys' team?

- Well, actually--
- Chuck, your hair.

Code gray, code gray.

- Ow!

Oh, you silver devil.

You can't get past
the best intern I've ever had.

Great work, Pepper.

- Thanks, Chuck.

- Sorry about the interruption,
Bella.

The hair has to look right.

It's got its own Click Pic page.

Hashtag Man Mane.

Hashtag Hair Goals.

- Troy, what are you doing?

- I'm so excited for
everyone to see me on TV.

Just doing
some pre-camera curls.

You know, to ensure
maximum...buff-age.

- Listen, if you're feeling
insecure about me

being a baby model, we--

- I am not insecure.

I'm just annoyed that you think

being a baby model
is a big deal.

[huffing]

- Here's a tip
from my modeling days.

Make sure you get them
to sh**t you on your right side.

That's your good side.

- Oh, man.

I've been showcasing
my left side for years.

That explains so much.

- That's a great question,
Chuck.

At first it wasn't easy
being the only girl,

but I'm lucky to play
with such great guys.

And we've come a long way.

- There you have it, folks.

Silverado West
star quarterback Bella Dawson.

I'm Chuck Dodge
for "Silverado Sports."

That's a wrap. Let's go.

I was a great.

- Wait, what?

I thought you were here
to interview the whole team.

- Yeah, Chuck, that's the story
I pitched to you.

- Pepper, let me give you
some more advice.

Always follow the story.

Girl quarterback on a Texas
boy's football team, story.

Boys on a boy's football
team--[snores]--

not a story.

- If he doesn't interview
the rest of the team,

they're going to be devastated.

- I'm sorry, Bella.

- What am I going to do?

They're never
going to talk to me again.

- Hey, what's going on?

Why did Chuck interview you
and leave without talking to us?

- Guys, I am so sorry.

That wasn't the plan.

- This is so unfair.

Once again,
you get all the attention.

- I know how this looks,
but we'll figure this out.

- Whatever, Bella,
you're the worst.

- I guess I'll have to tell
my whole family

that Lil Weezy won't be on TV.

- It's gonna be okay, Lil Weezy.

It's gonna be okay.

- ♪

- I can't believe Chuck Dodge
only wanted to interview me.

- I can't believe he didn't
see the story like we did.

- You know, you didn't
think it was a story

until I made you see it.

Maybe we just need
to make Chuck see it.

- That's right.

I forgot to show him
the graphic I made

to explain the story concept.

"Many paws, one dog."

- BELLA: [shutters]

- I thought it was cute.

- Okay, what if we sh**t
interviews with everybody

and combine it
with game footage?

We can show Chuck our story.

- Oooooh, that will
totally impress him.

But what do we tell the boys?

They'll never agree
to being filmed

if they don't think
it's going on the air.

- Pepper, go get your camera.

I'll talk to the boys.

I may have to lie to them,
and even break a few laws.

But it'll be worth it.

- ♪

- Ah, look who it is.

Me, myself, and I don't care
about anyone but Bella.

- Listen,
Pepper talked to Chuck.

He wanted to stay
and do your interviews,

but there was
a major sports emergency.

- A sports emergency?

Really?

What was it?

- The shortest basketball
player turned out to be a kid.

- What?
- Yeah.

- [gasps]
Shorty Robinson is a fraud?

Where are our heroes?

- True, yeah.

But Chuck wants Pepper
to do your interviews.

- I don't know.

This all sounds a little fishy.

I mean, why would he trust
Pepper to do it?

- He trusts Pepper
with everything, even his hair.

- [gasps] His man mane?
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, that changes everything.

- I'm sorry we gave you
a hard time before, Bella.

- Yeah, we really
should have trusted you.

- You know,
if you all want some advice

about being
in front of the camera,

I learned a lot
from my last modeling gig.

- That was 14 years ago.

And you were a baby.

- Baby model.

- ♪

- [robot buzzing]

- Thanks for the help, Sophie.

Without you, I never would have
gotten k*ller's wiring right.

Or gotten myself
out of that garbage can

Gracie pushed me into.

- You're welcome.

But if something goes wrong,
I can't blow my cover.

So, I won't be able to help you.

- Hey, Chalk Face.
- Uh!

- I'd say good luck,
but it's a moot point.

That means it's pointless.

- I know what moot means.

I know moot.

Newt knows moot.

Oh my gosh, I'm going crazy.

- Newt,
don't let her get to you.

I'm sure her robot's
a hunk of junk anyway.

- Meet Bot-zilla.

- [robot whirring]

- [sawing]

- My history book.

- Like you can even read,
meathead.

- Good thing I signed this out
under Troy's name.

- ♪

- Oooh, that was great, Sawyer.

Now let's make your interview
look good, too.

- Sawyer, what's your secret
to making such great catches?

- Well, I see the ball
in the air,

then I reach my hands out

to where I think
the ball's gonna be.

Now if it isn't there, I move
my hands to where the ball is.

- Okay, I think we got it.

- No, no, no,
this is the fun part.

I catch the ball,
then I run real fast.

And if someone's in the way,
I go a different way.

And if someone's there, too,
I got some real choices to make.

- Okay, that's enough.

Let me get you
running to the end zone.

- Okay.

- Hey, are you sure
that'll work?

- Don't worry.

I'll just edit it down to him
smiling and saying,

[imitating Sawyer]
"I run real fast."

- ♪

- [whistle blows]

- [cheering]

- PEPPER: Luis,
you're in the trenches doing

the dirty work for the team,
blocking and tackling.

How do you get motivated?

- I'm a Bulldog.
I wake up motivated.

- PEPPER: Uh, Luis, can you look
straight at the camera, please?

- Sure.

Is that better?

- PEPPER: No.

- What about that?

- Perfect.
- BELLA: Perfect.

- ♪

- BELLA: Troy, so how do you
stay in such great shape

for football season?

- I'm just naturally ripped.

Lucky I guess.

Bu-bam!

- That was perfect.

- Ow, ow, ow, ow.

Ooh, too many reps.

- We can edit
that last bit out.

- I can't wait to show our work
to Chuck Dodge.

He is going to love this story.

- ♪

- I hate this story.

This is all the stuff I didn't
want to sh**t earlier.

- Well, we figured
if we showed you that our team

was the real story,
you'd put them on the air.

- Well, the only story
I see here is

"Dashing reporter's time
wasted by...

well-dressed
yet incompetent intern."

- Hey, I thought
you were my mentor.

You gave me all that good advice
about eating my vegetables

and how to smile with my eyes.

- Well, how's this for advice?

Stop wasting my time.

- Wait, first of all, so rude.

She idolizes you.

Second of all,
without my teammates,

we wouldn't win a single game.

But for some reason
I get all the attention.

It's not fair.

- Life's not fair.

Do you think I just want to be
the Clooney of Silverado?

I want to be the Clooney,
period.

- Okay, well, if you won't air
the guys' interview,

will you at least not air mine?

- Precious....no.

Pepper, go tell my producer
to lock Bella's interview.

It airs in an hour.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have
to go get my hair steamed.

- I can't believe
I looked up to that jerk.

- Well, we tried.

I better go tell the guys
and hope they can get over it.

Unless you want to tell them.

- Bella.

- Right, I should do it.

- ♪

- [cheers]

- ♪

- With two rounds
left in the fight,

underdog Newt Van Der Rohe's
k*ller

has Gracie Grenshaw's Bot-zilla
on the ropes.

- I hope your family recycles,
Gracie.

'Cause your robot is trash.

- Oooh,
the hammer's gonna overheat

if he keeps using it so much.

- [robot fizzles]

- Oh no, k*ller's
getting k*lled.

- Don't worry.
I'll give it a proper burial.

Right next to your dignity.

- ♪

- [crash]
- [gasps]

- ♪

- [bell rings]

- What a battle.

If Newt can't fix his robot
before the final round begins--

- [mouths] I'm sorry.

- ACE:--Gracie's
bot-zilla will destroy it.

- Next year, I'm going to build
a time machine so I can go back

and kick your jock butt again

and again and again
and again and again.

- That's it.
Girlfriend's gonna get it today.

- Sophie, what are you doing?

- The hammer's obviously not
working, and Gracie knows that.

So let's use it
towards our advantage.

- What do you mean?

- Trust me. All you have to do
is ram Bot-zilla from the side

and hit this button
on the remote.

- Got it. Thanks, Sophie.

Hope it works.

- Me, too.

I really want to beat that nerd.

No offense.

- Hey, I'm the jock.

You're the one fixing robots.

- ♪

- This is it.

The final round.

It looks bleak for Newt
and his robot k*ller.

- [bell rings]

- ♪

- Come on.

- Just give up, Newt.

Your hammer's broken.

- It's not a hammer anymore.

- ♪

- [crash]

- In your face-y Gracie.

- [crowd cheering]

- What a comeback.

Newt Van Der Rohe wins!

- [crowd cheering]

- Actually, no.

Newt, I'm sorry to say
you're disqualified.

You received assistance from
Sophie, who's not in the class.

I would have stopped it earlier,

but I'm a sucker
for robot violence.

[laughs] My bad.

- Yes! I win! I'm the best.

I'm so--
- You won on a technicality.

Tone it down, nerd.

- Sophie, I'm very impressed
with your grasp of robotics.

I'm going to ask you be placed
in Advanced Science.

- What?

No, Mr. Matoo,
you can't do that.

Sophie's a dumb jock like me.

She doesn't know anything.

- Nice try, Newt,
but you can't fool me.

You're the only dumb jock
around here.

[laughs]

- It's okay, Newt,
you were right.

I shouldn't hide my smarts.

Even if it means giving up
classes with my friends.

- Well, it's not like you'll
be away from all your friends.

You got me.

- Yeah, I do.

But in the next robot battle,
you're going down, meathead.

- ♪

- Guys...

- ALL: Bella!

- [applause]

- I have to tell you all
something.

I know you're going to be
really mad, but--

- Hold on, Bella,
it's starting.

- ♪

- And now a very special piece

about a very special
football player.

- ♪

- I catch the ball,
then I run real fast.

And if someone's in the way,
I go a different way.

- [crowd cheering]

- ♪

- I don't know how you did it,
Bella.

- Neither do I.

- I can give you a hint.

It was me. I did it.

When no one was looking,
I replaced your interview

with the highlight reel.

- Thank you so much.

You saved my butt.

- No worries.

Chuck was such a jerk.

And he was so wrong
about the story.

The guys totally deserve
to be on the air.

- You know, I had my doubts
when Chuck left,

but you came through.

Thanks, Bella,
you're a really great teammate.

- Ow, ow, ow.

Ooh, too many reps.

I can't believe this.

- Ooops, I was supposed
to edit that out.

- I'm on TV!

[laughs]

- I don't think he cares.

- PEPPER: Silverado West
has a girl quarterback.

But that's not the real story.

The real story is the team
that surrounds her.

- [crowd cheering]

- ♪

- Newt, I want to apologize
for disqualifying you

from the competition.

- It's okay, Mr. Matoo.

- Because I need a favor.

Will you train me
to be a jock like you?

[laughs] I've secretly wanted
to be one all my life.

- I don't know if I can
do all that, Mr. Matoo.

- I will give you extra credit

if you can make me swole,
baby boy.

[laughing]

- Extra credit?

Deal, let's start now.

Um...

Well, my back
bag's pretty heavy.

How 'bout you pick that up
and carry it to my locker?

- That's it.

- Well, you can press it
over your head

as you do lunges
towards the door.

- Oooh, I think
I feel the burn.

- ♪

- ♪