03x02 - Your Body Is A Battleground

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Toby: Previously on Switched at Birth...

Kathryn: Daphne texted there was a fight in homeroom today.

Regina: All these kids are like, what? Juvenile delinquents?

John: Her tire was slashed the first day back at school.

What are you shaking your head at me for?

I didn't.

What?

I got to go start looking for a new job.

What?

My boss just told me that she is selling the business and moving to London.

Why don't you buy it?

I cannot think of a better investment for our money than you.

Hi, I'm here for community service.

Your probation officer assigned you to this clinic as a term of your probation.

If you neglect to take this seriously, you can and will go back to court.

I'm Professor Ledarsky.

I want you to draw a portrait of the person sitting to your left.

I'm on pledge duty, so I can't leave the house.

Fine, I can come.

Renzo: Come on, join.

We could be tap buddies.

And then on Thursdays, we do a drum circle.

(Gasps) There's one tomorrow. You should come with me.

My husband has a charity event for a colleague.

Can't you blow it off?

Connie wants me to come over tomorrow night and talk about it 'cause she's really down.

You got to be there. We can't do that.

Can't you just do this dinner alone?

What's field hockey?

It's a sport at Carlton... that you're joining.

(Laughs)

Bay: No. No way.

Absolutely not. Not gonna happen.

Just come on, Bay.

Bay, you can't back out now.

You already said you were gonna play.

Because I was...

And besides, unless field hockey gives points for not being able to hit the ball, trust me, you don't want me on your team.

Daphne: This is our last chance to do something together.

On the list of things I hate most, sports are second only to Thomas Kinkade paintings and spiders.

Just be a sub.

Any free time that I have I want to spend working on my portfolio.

You will have plenty of time to draw while you're riding the bench.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Since when does Carlton have a field hockey team?

Kathryn: Since our son and daughter started one. Toby is gonna be the coach.

Really?

Wow, that's... good for you.

Thank you.

Yeah.

(Sighs)

Why didn't they ask me to be the coach?

Do you really want me to answer that?

Honey, field hockey's not your sport, anyway.

I can play field hockey.

Toby: If you join the team, it'll fulfill your P.E. requirement for the whole year.

Daphne: Exactly.

No more gym class with Coach Lubin.

Oh my God, I love field hockey.

Yes! That's what I'm talking about.

Lock it up, team Kennish-Vasquez.

Girl's field hockey, no experience necessary.

Field hockey?

I'm guessing you're not interested.

Yeah, yacht club's taking up all my time.

Field hockey?

Yeah, right. Whatever.

Nice, I like the shading.

Good, keep working.

Showing some promise.

So what do you have for us, Bay?

I call it...

t*nk.

Hmm.

It's very proficient.

It looks just like him.

Yeah, I wanted to capture his physicality, how he dominates the space he's in.

Why didn't you just take a picture?

Beyond the bowling ball and the cheeto stains, have you exposed the real t*nk?

Uh...

I... I guess not.

Okay, I think you need to do it again.

What do we have here?

Ahem, well...

It's Bay, but from really, really high up, like outer space.

(Laughter)

Very minimalist.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, some artist guy sells a blank canvas for millions of dollars.

I at least got a dot.

That should be worth a "B," right?

It depends on what kind of a statement you're making with your dot.

Um...

Well...

It's round, uh, like... the earth.

If you said your piece was a comment on Bay's feelings of isolation... if she was just an insignificant dot...

I might consider giving you that "B."

Okay, then let's go with the isolation thing.

Sure, I guess it's better than saying "I didn't want to do the work."

No, it's not that I didn't want to do the work.

You can get away with a lot in my class.

You can be offensive.

You can be lewd.

You can bring in your pets.

You can paint with your pets.

But the one thing you cannot do is not try.

t*nk, it's been a pleasure having you in class, but you're gonna have to pack your things and leave.

Are you serious?

Very.

If I don't get a good grade in this class, I can't play football.

Not my problem.

And step, step, ball change, ball change, clap.

Shuffle.

Arms.

Shuffle.

Whoo! Good, group one.

(Laughing)

That time you were just showing off.

Are you sure you've never done this before?

I've just been holding it in for a long time.

Oh.

I'm gonna get us some water.

Okay.

(Phone rings)

Kathryn's phone.

Who is this?

Who's this?

This is her husband.

Is my wife there?

Let me see.

Is that my phone?

Uh-huh.

It's your husband. Are you available?

Of course I'm available. Give me that.

Hi, honey.

Who was that?

Group one!

Oh, I'm sorry, I have to go.

I just...

Call you later, okay?

Kathryn...

Bye, hon.

You realize he probably thinks I'm having an affair.

Well, you got to keep him on his toes, honey.

That's what I do.

You're terrible.

Five, six, seven, and step right.

Step, ball change.

Could I talk to you for a second?

It's my fault that t*nk didn't do the assignment.

How's that?

I am 17, so I have a curfew.

And I spent so much time working on my portrait that it didn't really leave t*nk a lot of time to do his, so...

So your curfew ate his homework?

I'm not buying it.

Okay, ah...

I had a really bad breakup.

And I thought if I got drunk, I could at least forget about the guy for a little while.

It was stupid, but t*nk took care of me and kept me from making an even bigger mistake.

And it didn't leave him a lot of time to draw the sad, drunk high school student trying not to vomit.

That's the most authentic thing you've said in this class.

Toby: Good news!

You all made the team.

Congratulations.

Welcome to our first practice.

Now, everyone's gonna need to come and grab a stick here.

Bay, where're you going?

To ride the bench, Coach.

You're no longer a sub. We need you to play.

Ha, that wasn't the deal.

We have just enough girls.

So if you don't play, we don't have a team.

You want me to tell all these girls they have to go home?

Are you guilting me into playing?

Oh no.

Just appealing to your team spirit.

You should so not be handing me a stick right now.

(Blows whistle) Line up!

(Sighs)

So tell me about your new answering service.

Renzo?

He's a friend.

Oh, Renzo... and he's a friend.

Yeah, from my class.

I've been taking, um, tap dancing lessons.

Since when?

Just a few days.

Why didn't you tell me?

'Cause I thought you'd think it was silly.

So keeping it secret has nothing to do with Renzo?

As much as I love that you're a little bit jealous, you don't have to worry. Renzo is gay.

Oh. (Clears throat)

You know what? I'll invite him to dinner and you can meet him.

No, no, that's not necessary.

Too late. I love the idea.

And you're gonna love him.

(Clears throat)

(Sighs)

Jorge: Daphne. Daphne, get the phone... oh.

(Ringing continues)

Jorge: Thank you for calling the community free clinic.

What's this?

When somebody calls out for you to answer the phone, they have to put a dollar in the jar.

Does it happen very often?

Three times today.

Yeah, phones aren't my friend.

Mine either.

Every time I call for takeout, they think it's a prank call and hang up.

Why?

'Cause of the way I talk.

What do you mean?

Right, actually, nothing.

I sound amazing.

I should do car commercials or sing opera.

Nerve damage from the accident gave me a little bit of a speech impediment.

Doesn't bother me.

Hey, hi, yeah, is this gonna take long?

'Cause I just need a brace for my wrist.

Ah, I'm not sure.

They may want to do an X-ray.

Oh, no, no. It's not broken.

How do you know that?

Well, 'cause last time I broke it, it didn't feel like this.

Nice deck.

How'd you bang up your wrist?

Busted McTwist.

Yeah, I came off the ramp, made the 540 all the way around.

Then my back truck got hung up on the way down.

Damn, almost had it.

Yeah, tell me about it.

That's why I wanna hurry this thing along, so I can get back out there and land one.

Well, you forgot to put down an address.

Uh, yeah, well, I'm kind of couch surfing at the moment.

She'll take you back.

Thanks, man.

I can't believe after doing that to his wrist, all that guy can think about is getting back out on a ramp.

You've never landed a McTwist.

(Sighs)

I just spent two hours at the car dealership ready to plop down my money and the guy keeps asking me if I want to come back with my husband.

Oh, you're getting a new car?

Well, I'm supposed to be a high-end designer.

I need to look the part.

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

You're never going to believe who I ran into today.

Felicia.

Really?

How is she?

Pregnant.

Eight months along.

Wow, it has been a long time.

And I'm not saying this because I'm your mother, but whoever is doing her hair these days is her enemy.

(Laughs)

I told her all about your new business and she's so happy for you.

Oh, yeah, I should send something for the baby.

Actually, she could use some help with her nursery.

I told her you would be perfect for it.

Mom, I don't even own K&D yet.

And I'm already in over my head.

I don't have time for volunteer work.

She's your cousin.

Second cousin.

(Sighs)

What I need right now are jobs that pay.

Regina, helping out family isn't going to ruin your business.

If you can afford a new car, you can afford to help your cousin Felicia.

(Sighs)

Hey, where did Aaron Legrange go?

Who?

The skater kid.

Oh, he left a few minutes ago.

Damn.

Did I mess up again?

No.

Well, yeah.

Patients aren't supposed to leave unless they've been signed out.

But he got his wrist brace.

We got his blood work back and his glucose levels were high.

Dr. J. wanted to talk to him before he left.

Oh, crap.

I can't catch a break with that guy.

I'll think of something.

He didn't leave an address.

And I have to get to field hockey practice.

Just go. I'll stall Dr. J.

I'll tell him the kid's coming in tomorrow.

Thanks again.

No worries.

Toby: All right, guys.

(Blows whistle) Let's bring it in.

Okay, today we're gonna start with a two-on-one offensive-defensive drill.

You six are going to be the forwards.

One player from each line

is gonna bring the ball down the field, okay?

Use what we worked on last practice.

You know, dribble, dribble, pass. All right?

You got it?

Uh, you five are going to be the defense.

You're going to form one line right here behind this cone.

Your job is to stop the forwards.

Get your stick in there, steal that ball.

Everybody got it?

Let's do it.

Bay, it looks like you're up first.

(Nervous laugh)

Ready? (Blows whistle)

(Squeals)

Nice sh*t.

Bay.

You can't turn your back on the play.

I don't even know what that means.

It's your job to stop them from scoring.

Okay, get your stick in there.

Steal the ball. Intercept the pass.

Something.

And don't squeal.

It's not very intimidating.

I think the fact that I'm not intimidating is what actually makes me not very intimidating.

Bay, can you just be serious?

Get in there and disrupt the play, all right?

Let's try this again.

And... (Blows whistle)

(Grunts) Oh!

(Gasps)

(Bay grunts)

(Sighs)

Are you all right?

No.

Well, that was a good start.

You at least got yourself in there.

Now let's try it again.

I'm sorry, did you not just see me get steamrolled?

Shake it off and let's do it again!

No.

Bay, I am your coach.

You need to start listening to me.

I did and look what just happened.

Bay, stop being a little baby and start trying.

I don't even want to be here.

You tricked me into playing and now you're yelling at me. So I'm done.

What?! We don't quit.

I do.

Where are you going?

So someone bought himself a sketch pad.

Ah, yeah, yeah.

Well, do I get to see it?

Tomorrow with everybody else.

Dude, I'm the whole reason that you got an extension from Ledarsky.

So I should at least get to see the fruits of my labor.

Oh, hey, um, I gotta meet the guys for a practice but do you want to meet me later so you could draw me?

I don't know.

I don't even know what I'm gonna do, like all my ideas seem not good enough.

Hey, didn't you already have practice?

Yeah, this one's unofficial though.

One of the guys is having trouble learning the new plays and the coach is on the verge of cutting him.

So a few of us are just helping him out.

That's very cool of you.

Well, they'd do it for me.

♪ Classical piano ♪

(Laughing)

Congratulations.

Look at you.

Oh, well, look at you, living in Mission Hills, running your own business.

Oh, I love your bag.

(Sighs) Thanks.

Kind of makes me hope this one gets switched at the hospital.

Oh, you know I'm kidding. (Laughs)

Oh right.

So you're in the homestretch, huh?

Honestly, I'm ready for it to be over with.

Yeah.

I really appreciate you doing this.

I know how valuable your time is.

Oh, no, no. Don't worry about it.

I have plenty of time for you.

Well, I don't have a big budget for this.

I was kind of hoping you could use some of the stuff that's here.

Sure.

So, um, what were you thinking?

Oh, me and Harry's bedroom will turn into the nursery.

And we'll just move out here into the living room.

So...

It's really two rooms, the baby's room and turning the living room into a bedroom.

Is that okay?

Yeah, it's fine.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry about today.

I, uh...

I was just frustrated that I didn't have enough players and I suddenly turned into dad.

And there wasn't even a full moon.

Hey, maybe you should be happy you dodged that D.N.A. b*llet.

Artist's block?

Kind of.

Art was the one thing I knew I was good at.

And now I just don't know anymore.

There... there are people in my class who can hardly sharpen a pencil and my Professor gives them a pass.

And me...

In my experience, coaches are hardest on the players that they think have real talent.

Is that why you're so hard on me, Coach?

(Laughs)

I didn't think so.

Kathryn: Bay, Toby, dinner.

(Sighing)

Here we go.

Guess who's coming to dinner?

Me!

(Laughs)

You look fantastic.

I know! For the hostess.

Oh.

Come on in.

This is Bay and this is Toby.

You'll meet Daphne another time.

Okay.

Nice to meet you.

Hey.

Oh, no, come on.

Give Uncle Renzo a big hug.

Oh.

(Laughs)

Hello.

Senator Kennish.

Do you like hearing that? Because I love saying it.

Renzo.

I hope this isn't considered a bribe.

Oh, wow. Aged 25 years.

Just like me. (Giggles)

Careful though. A few sh*ts of that and you might go from third baseman to switch-hitter.

(Laughing)

Kathy, come on. Show me around this dump.

This is gonna be fun.

(Laughs)

Have a good night.

I totally know how to find the skateboarder.

I told you I'd figure something.

(Laughs)

Well, his board was covered in stickers, one of which was Trucks Board Shop.

So I figured maybe somebody there would know who he was or where we could find him.

That's awesome. You called the shop?

Oh, you're deaf.

I totally didn't...

I owe that jar a dollar.

Well, I did stop by the shop, but I spoke with the owner.

And he let me know that there's a skater hangout by the flood canal.

So maybe we could find Aaron there.

Gee, you're a total deaf-tective.

What?

Nothing.

Let's go.

(Music plays)

Whoo!

This place is crazy.

Yeah.

Oh, there he is.

Hey, I know you two.

Yeah, uh, we're from the clinic.

You saw us earlier today.

Yeah, so what's up? You guys came to ride?

I don't have the right kind of wheels.

You actually left the clinic before your labs came back.

Your sugar levels were off the charts.

You could have diabetes.

Yeah, no kidding.

Daphne: You know?

Well, are you watching what you eat and taking Insulin?

Kind of.

Hey, no.

If you don't take this seriously, you could have a stroke or go blind.

Look, it's a pain in the ass.

Campbell: Dude, I get it.

I do leg stretches day after day.

You don't think I know how hard it is?

Yeah, well, that sucks.

Hey, you know, one day, they're gonna find a way to fix spinal cord injuries, and when that happens, I want to be ready to walk.

Is that right?

Don't you want to be around when they come up with a cure for diabetes?

Look, I understand what you guys are trying to do and I appreciate it.

But that's just not for me.

Hey, dude, do me a solid.

(Skaters chattering)

Help me out with this girl.

My boss is pissed that she let you walk out.

Just come by the clinic.

Talk to the doc about your diabetes so she won't get fired.

Okay. Sure, whatever.

Awesome.

What happened?

He's coming by the clinic.

What? What did you say to him?

Guy talk.

Nice save.

So, um... do you really think you'll be able to walk again?

Absolutely.

And I'm gonna do that again.

No doubt about it.

Campbell: Once I'm back on my feet again, it won't take me that long to get back on a board.

Seriously?

What if you crash again?

I'm not gonna do tricks and I'm not gonna be a complete idiot, but I am gonna ride again.

Why would you even risk it?

If somebody could give you back your hearing, wouldn't you do it?

No.

It's part of who I am.

Hearing people don't understand it, but I like being deaf.

Do you remember what it was like to hear?

No.

Well...

I remember what it was like to walk.

And I want to do that again.

This is gonna be great.

(Music plays)

(Giggles)

Five, six, seven, ah.

♪ Let me dream set me free ♪
♪ take me away ♪
♪ oh, you can tie me down ♪
♪ throw me around have it our way ♪
♪ now you're making me sweat ♪
♪ got me feeling so... ♪
♪ Ugh ♪

John: Whoa!

Ooh.

Oh boy.

(Laughs)

♪ Let's go insane ♪
♪ no pain, no gain ♪

(tapping)

Your turn to shine.

Ooh, check out mom.

(Cheering)

(Laughing)

Renzo: Look at the legs on that buffalo.

I'm not calling your wife a cow.

That's an actual dance step.

(Cheering)

(Music stops)

I messed up that last step.

It's jazz for your feet.

Make a mistake, make it again.

John: That's incredible.

You learned all that in just a couple of classes?

Yes, and we hate her for it.

Published author, tap prodigy.

Thank God she sucks at the tambourine.

It was my first drum circle.

I was kidding. You were dazzling.

Oh, wait, that was me.

(Laughing)

Come again next Thursday.

Okay.

Renzo: I'm a little dewy.

Where's the little dancer's room?

I can show you. Right this way.

Bay, sweetie, can you give us a sec?

Sure.

Thanks.

What?

So when did you go to the drum circle?

Oh, I don't know.

Some time last week.

Do you want some more of that scotch?

Didn't he just say Thursday?

See, I thought you were with Connie.

That's why you bailed on the fundraiser?

For a drum circle?

(Sighs) Okay, I'm sorry.

I made up the thing about Connie, but I didn't want to go to that dinner and neither did you.

Yeah, fine, okay.

I didn't lie to get out of it.

(Sighs)

(Music plays)

(Snowboard whooshes)

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

Do you think I would feel differently about being deaf

if I remembered what it was like to hear?

(Sighs)

Something happen?

No, just a guy at the clinic got me thinking.

Grandma said you went to see Felicia today.

(Sighs deeply) Oh, yeah.

I went to the neighborhood.

I mean, same one we lived in forever.

And I saw her apartment and I can't imagine that we ever lived in a place that small.

I miss it sometimes.

Our place in East Riverside?

We knew all of our neighbors.

We had block parties.

If I needed a can of tomato paste, I would just call out the window and Mari or Ricky would pick one up on their way home.

I don't know anyone on this block.

That's because the next house is half a mile away.

(Laughs)

We used to walk everywhere and hang out on people's porches.

Hmm.

Here, people just keep to themselves in big houses and... hang out in their own backyard.

Driving around in their big cars.

(Sighs)

And now Felicia thinks that I am one of these people.

She wants me to redo her place with no money.

Mom, you were the queen of decorating with no money.

(Mouths)

You took a pink fan and a colander and turned it into a lamp.

It was a hamster wheel.

It was awesome.

It was.

It was.

Renzo: I love the little squirrel soaps.

If any of them go missing, I had nothing to do with it.

Everything okay?

Nothing a drum circle wouldn't fix.

I am so sorry.

Please, please, don't blame Kathryn.

I practically dragged her. This is all my fault.

It's not your fault.

Yes, it is.

I do this. I push too far.

You're such nice people and I ruined your evening.

So I should probably go.

That would be a good idea.

I'll call you tomorrow.

(Silent)

So you made up the whole story about Connie being depressed and how she needed you.

Did he put you up to that?

No!

You didn't use to lie to me.

I said I was sorry.

Was the idea of having dinner with me so awful?

Enough about the dinner, John!

In case you haven't noticed, I've been really sad lately.

And flitting around with this guy's gonna help?

Is that what this is about? The fact that he's gay?

I don't have a problem with him being gay.

John.

I had guys on my team. They were gay.

They didn't rub it in your face.

So you'd be okay with Renzo as long as he pretended he wasn't gay?

That's not what I meant.

Well, he's not gonna do that.

And I am tired of pretending that I'm happy.

Toby: Of course. Yes.

After-school tutoring, it's very important, so...

Yeah, I understand. No problem.

Bye.

Hey, what's all this?

(Sighs)

All of the students who don't want to play field hockey.

Well, there's no more debate team.

So maybe some of those girls would be interested.

We need real athletes.

I really wanted this girl who went all-county as a freshman, but she won't call me back.

Um, Sharee Gifford.

Yeah, trust me, you don't need that headache.

Have you seen her basketball stats?

I mean, she scored over

600 points last season.

It's not that impressive.

Well, it is considering she was suspended for half the season.

Oh well.

On to the next one. (Sighs)

(Students chatter)

Hey, Sharee.

You know, we could use some of those skills on the field hockey team.

I don't do rich girl sports.

Why?

Are you afraid you're gonna embarrass yourself?

You think that's gonna work on me?

I don't want to play with you scrubs.

All right then, fine.

You don't want to play field hockey, how about basketball?

What are you talking about?

You and me, one on one.

If I win, then you got to join the team.

And what do I get when I win?

What do you want?

I hate taking that bus.

I win, you drive me to school every morning.

No way, I am not doing that.

Then no way am I joining your little team.

Fine, you're on.

All right, let's begin with the long-awaited unveiling of t*nk's latest creation.

Hmm.

Mixed media.

Yeah, well, that hair will not be contained in two dimensions.

You let a limitation lead you into inspiration.

Welcome back to the class.

I revised my portrait as well.

It's x's and o's, uh, like the kind that you would see in a football playbook.

Kind of like pointillism or "x-o-ism."

I really wanted to focus on capturing t*nk as a leader.

Hmm.

That's super freaking cool.

First one to ten.

Check it.

Whoa.

(Grunts)

Sharee: One.

Daphne: Two.

Three.

Hey.

Four.

(Grunting)

Hey.

Four.

Hey.

Five.

Six.

Six.

Six.

Sharee: Seven.

Eight.

Eight.

Nine, all.

Next point wins.

Got it!

(No audio)

(Pants)

See you at 7:00.

Oh, and I like breakfast burritos.

Hey.

Hey.

Off to dance class?

As a matter of fact, I am.

And after that, I'm gonna go see my psychiatrist.

See you later.

Oh.

Toby: Okay, Bay, you're an artist.

You think visually.

So what I want you to do is picture yourself scoring that goal.

Are you picturing it?

Yeah.

Okay, this ball right here is Thomas Kinkade and all of his cheesy corporate art.

Now I want you to take that cheesy corporate art and I want you to smash it! All right?

Yes! Fantastic!

(Squeals)

Well, I mean, don't sign me up for a field hockey scholarship anytime soon, but, ah, whoo!

Yeah!

Uh, can I help you?

I'm Sharee Gifford.

Oh, right. So you're here to play?

If she's the best player you got, you're gonna need me.

Toby: Okay.

Well, grab a stick then.

Okay.

Good news, Bay.

You're back to riding the bench.

Oh.

Yeah, okay.

Yes!

(Rummaging)

Hey. Hey!

Excuse me.

Who's in there?

Oh.

Hi.

You know, the recycling bins are over there.

Thanks.

I'm not actually here for cans.

I was actually thinking of turning this into a lamp.

A lamp?

Yeah.

I have a friend who wants something cool and doesn't have a lot of money.

I love vintage metal work.

I'm sorry. Is this your trash?

Well, I'm overseeing the renovations.

So yeah, I guess it is.

You know, you don't seem like the dumpster-diving type.

I actually am... the dumpster-diving type.

So what is this gonna be?

A loft space for short-term corporate housing.

Okay if I take this?

And this?

And that?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Take whatever you want.

And if anyone gives you any trouble, just tell them that Wes said it was okay.

Okay, I will.

And good luck with your lamp.

Thanks.

Here you go.

Thank you.

So last night I was watching a bunch of these snowboarding videos.

You have to try it.

Yeah, no.

But I did see a trailer for a new snowboarding documentary.

"Carving Air"?

Yes!

Yeah, I have a few buddies in it.

Well, we should totally go see it when it comes out.

Yeah.

Hey, baby.

(Laughs, kisses)

Hey.

Daphne, this is Gretchen.

Gretchen, this is Daphne.

Hi, nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too.

Uh, so, um...

Surprise.

So what's going on?

Nothing much.

How are you doing today?

Good.

(Muted talking)

Hi.

... but on the plus side, I apparently will not be contributing to that.

Starving.