03x03 - Fountain

[bunniefuu]

Bay: Previously on "Switched at Birth"...

Excuse me, hey!

I'm sorry.

Is this your trash?

I'm overseeing the renovation.

So yeah, I guess it is.

Okay if I take this?

Misdemeanor, attempted extortion...

I never saw this coming. Not from you.

John hates me.

You guys had a really good relationship before.

You need to find a way to remind him.

I don't want to play with you scrubs.

Fine. You don't want to play field hockey.

How about basketball? If I win, then you've gotta join the team.

I win, you drive me to school every morning.

(Groans)

(Cheers)

See you at 7:00.

You're here to play.

If she's the best player you've got, you're going to need me.

What?

Her tire was slashed the first day back at school.

Oh, that's not good.

(Sighing)

Hey.

Oh, crap. You probably want breakfast.

Since when do you make me breakfast?

And what are you doing awake so early?

I couldn't sleep.

Even in my dreams, I keep hunting for new clients for K&D.

How's it going?

I need to come up with a less shameless version of "Dear Buckner parent I don't know."

(Laughs)

And then there's this project manager guy.

I met him when I was dumpster diving at this building he was renovating.

Was that in a Sandra Bullock movie?

(Laughs) Yeah, I know.

Just trying to work every angle I can think of.

I'm not really sure that I can pull this off.

Is there anything I can do?

Not unless you've got an extra 50 grand to remodel your bedroom?

(Laughs)

You have practice this early?

No, I lost a bet.

So I have to pick up this girl in Kendall Park.

Wait wait wait wait wait.

Is everything else okay? School, the clinic?

All good.

Maybe I should rename the business "R&D."

At least our initials can be together.

(Sighs)

Hi.

Our first game's tomorrow.

Will you be there?

Will you?

Don't you have community service at the clinic?

(Sighs)

I worked my schedule around the game.

Ah.

Count me in.

Hey.

So you ready?

I'd better be. John's gonna be there.

What?

He's coming to our first game?

I just thought we'd have a few games under our belt before he showed up and told me everything I'm doing wrong.

You're not doing anything wrong.

The team's gonna be fine.

Huh? If I can just get you and Sharee to work together, then we might have a chance.

I can do that.

Thanks.

Honey.

You want some raspberry for your cereal?

What? No.

No, wait. Oh, I don't know.

(Groans)

It's awfully early in the school year for you to be so stressed out.

I'm trying to figure out all my stuff for early admission into Pratt, and there's just, like a lot...

Well, you know what Grandpa Bill would say.

"You gotta diversify."

Prove to them that you're not the totally average person "that I know you are."

You're not average, and neither is Bay.

Compared to the thousands of kids applying for like 40 spots, I might be.

I just hope a recommendation letter from Teresa Ledarsky will mean something.

Teresa who?

My art teacher.

She was a very important figure in the '80s performance art scene.

Kathryn: Performance art?

Bay: Yeah.

You may not be that impressed with her work, but Pratt will be.

I just hope that she's impressed with me.

(Sighs)

Okay. Go get 'em, tiger.

See you at practice.

(Groans)

(Exhales)

Oh, honey, I have some leftover tuna salad for lunch if you want it.

Ah, that's okay.

I actually wanted to talk to you about something.

I hope you don't freak out or burst into tears.

What?

I'm thinking about getting my own place.

I talked to dad already, and he's cool with it.

You talked to dad?

Well, I didn't want to leave you out.

I just told him I wanted to talk about it with you myself.

Well, I'm excited for you.

You are?

Of course. It's your first place.

Have you found anything yet?

Do you need help?

Well, there was this one place that we looked at before the wedding, but it's gone.

I'm checking out a few later on today.

You know what, Renzo has a friend that's a rental agent.

I'll call him and see if he can help out.

Great.

Thanks!

(Horn honks)

(Sighs)

Morning! Sorry I'm late.

White girl on this side of town... thought maybe you got carjacked.

I drove through Norm's.

Got your breakfast burrito.

Thanks.

So Toby and I were talking about field hockey this morning, and let's face it... you and I are going to be carrying this team.

So if you ever wanted to go over the playbook and...

Why aren't we moving?

The whole deaf thing.

I can't really talk and drive at the same time.

Unless you're up for a really scary ride to school.

Wasn't planning on talking.

Okay.

In and out of the cones. In and out.

Stay low, stay low.

Nice job, nice job.

Eyes up! Eyes up! Eyes up.

All right, Bay. Here we go.

Side to side. Side to side.

Right hand a little lower.

Oh, okay.

You got it.

(Pop music playing)

Good job, Bay. Keep it up.

♪ Cry, cry, unforgiven ♪

Girl: Hey! Watch it.

♪ Some people think they know ♪

(Whistle tweets)

♪ Sometimes I think they know ♪

That's it. Good job.

♪ Hey, hey, it's not that simple ♪
♪ ooh, you girls, you drive me crazy... ♪

So how's it going with Sharee?

I tried to talk with her about some plays, but she totally shut me down.

(Grunts)

(Cheering)

I'd say stick with the not-talking thing.

Yeah.

Nice sh*t.

So where'd you learn that?

It's called YouTube.

Okay...

Let's see what you two can do with some give and gos.

Sure.

Let's keep going, guys.

Here we go, here we go, here we go.

Hey, Bay. Come on.

♪ So let's take another road ♪

(All cheering)

♪ Another road ♪
♪ let's take another road ♪
♪ another road ♪
♪ let's take another road ♪

Whoa.

(Cheering)

♪ Another road

♪ ooh, you girls, you drive me crazy ♪

See? This is why you have me on the bench.

♪ Ooh, you girls, you drive me crazy ♪

Yeah! You two are like Lebron and Wade out there.

Yeah, I'm Lebron. She's Wade.

♪ Ooh, you girls, you drive me crazy. ♪

Yes, it's a toilet.

But it's also a question.

Duchamp is playing with the whole idea of art as a commodity.

As something that you can buy to show status and privilege.

It's also hilarious.

Exactly.

That's why we're still talking about it 100 years later.

(Chuckles)

Okay, we'll pick this up on Thursday.

Remember, no class tomorrow, and get those paper proposals in.

Well, great.

Now I'm just supposed to tell the difference between smart dumbass and just dumbass.

Why are you still carrying that thing?

I thought you pledged already.

Yeah, I got caught without the brick again.

Kind of getting used to it, though.

You heading out?

Uh, hang on.

Okay.

Professor Ledarsky.

Teresa.

I was wondering if you would be willing to help me out with my application to Pratt.

I really need a letter of recommendation.

And I know we just got started, but it would be so amazing if you would consider writing me one.

Um, I really don't have much to go on.

I know, which is why maybe I could help you out at your studio.

You could look at some of my work.

Well, actually, I'm in a show in Minneapolis tomorrow.

If you wouldn't mind helping loading a 200-pound bronze sculpture into an old station wagon, driving six hours, eating some cheese, looking at some art, I wouldn't mind the help.

That sounds perfect.

We may need some help with the loading part.

t*nk.

How would you like to road-trip with me to Minneapolis, earn major brownie points from Teresa, look at some funky art, and eat really bad road food?

Uh, dude... you had me at "road trip."

(Chuckles)

(Distant police radio chatter)

I can't get over how incredible that place was.

It's like living in New York.

Mom, you've never lived in New York.

That little corner store... you could just run over there if you need some milk.

It's a super-convenient convenience store.

Well, actually, I could just bring some by.

It's that close.

You could even do your laundry here.

Oh, and I know that your dad is gonna love that grill in the backyard.

(Sighs ) I just...

I don't know if I can afford it.

I read somewhere that rent's not supposed to be more than 1/3 of your monthly income.

Oh! We could help you.

Really?

Yeah, we were going to have to pay for your housing in college anyway, so...

I guess.

Bay: Hey!

So great news.

Remember that letter of recommendation I needed from my art teacher?

She is having an art show tomorrow in Minneapolis and she invited me to help her out.

It would be a great opportunity for me to be exposed to the art world with a real artist, and all I need from you is permission to go.

Well, okay. I guess.

Actually, you also need permission from your coach.

Because you have a game tomorrow.

Everyone else has a game.

I have a date with a bench.

You have an obligation to your team.

Why don't you just play the game and then go?

The show's in the afternoon.

I'd miss the whole thing.

I need my players on the field.

You have a choice to make.

Between art and field hockey... what do you think I'm going to pick?

Fine. You're off the team.

Am I supposed to be upset?

Then I ran a wire through the faucet and put a switch on the spigot, and there you go.

The fruits of your dumpster.

Interesting.

I have to admit... I didn't come here just to show you a lamp.

When I'm not digging through dumpsters, I also run K&D design.

We're a small firm, but we've done a lot of different work spaces.

I definitely think we can help you with this one.

Yeah, I could use some help with my furniture.

Maybe you just need the right designer.

I took the liberty of bringing our look-book.

This was a raw space when we started.

We kept the openness.

And this was a print shop that just needed a quick makeover.

Yeah. I like your lamp.

The whole idea of repurposing discarded stuff.

That's good.

Yeah.

Are you free tomorrow?

I... I can be.

Hey, Jess!

Yeah.

Can we get another one on the flight to Denver tomorrow?

We're flying?

Is that a problem?

Oh! No, I just... so last minute, I didn't want to put you out.

Oh, you're not putting anyone out.

It's my jet.

You don't have a desk, but you have a jet.

Yeah.

Huh. Okay.

Hey, did you see the Jayhawks play Iowa last night?

Mm-hmm. What's the sign for Jayhawks?

Jayhawks.

Jayhawks.

Man, that's cool. I needed to know that one 'cause this year we're going all the way.

Mm-hmm.

What are you doing after school?

Gotta get to my job. Why?

Just wondering if you wanted to squeeze in one more practice.

Why are you so worried about this game?

It's not like it's the playoffs.

Not that we'll ever get that far.

Uh, my dad's gonna be there.

And I just kind of wanted us to do good.

Mm, just keep getting the ball to me, and we'll be fine.

(Chuckles softly)

What's your name?

Sharee Gifford, why?

Stand over there.

What'd we do?

Use the wrong water fountain?

Locker search.

You can't do that.

Yeah, we can. It's school property.

Oh, hey!

Someone put Hoffman's first scrimmage online.

We should totally put Sharee on their left defender.

I just got off the phone with Principal Rose.

Sharee is not going to be playing in the game tomorrow.

Why not?

They found a Kn*fe in her locker.

So she got expelled.

What are you doing here?

Toby told me you got expelled from school.

Yeah. On the bright side, you don't have to pick me up anymore.

How can you make a joke about this?

What am I supposed to do?

The principal said I'm lucky she didn't call the cops.

Why did you have a Kn*fe?

It was a box cutter.

A what?

I told you I work after school.

I cut open boxes at a grocery store.

I must have left it in my bag.

Why didn't the metal detectors catch it?

I don't know.

Well, did you tell Principal Rose all of this?

She didn't believe me. All she wanted to know is why do I hate deaf kids?

I told her she's crazy.

I didn't slash those tires.

I didn't break any windows.

(Sighs)

Wait, those windows were smashed before school.

Yeah, so?

I picked you up.

We went to practice and then Ms. Troyer's class together.

It couldn't have been you. We're fighting this.

I'm not going back to that r*cist school.

Stop! Carlton is a good school.

They just made a mistake.

Come in with me tomorrow, and we'll talk to Principal Rose together.

(Door opens)

She can't show up, but she's happy to take her commission.

Is that your dealer?

My agent.

Hey, this trip will involve pizza at some point, right?

Yeah, you guys call the food stops.

I'm choosing the music, 'cause the crap you kids listen to...

I know. I can't stand most of it either.

I mean, what's up with that?

I can't even hear a band.

It sounds like everything has been done on a laptop.

Well, I like some old-school stuff.

A little Bob Marley.

Of course you do.

You heard of Patti Smith?

Yeah.

A little.

I saw her at CBGB's.

Changed my life.

This chick out of Jersey.

She didn't give a damn what anybody thinks of the way she dresses or the way she sounds.

You know what... you're at your best when you don't give a crap.

Here, put this on.

♪ I got the feeling ♪
♪ I don't ever want to stop ♪
♪ and I can finally learn to live this way ♪
♪ I got the feeling. ♪

Sorry I'm late.

You've got copies of your pay stubs, right?

Yeah, mom...

We've gotta get going.

I told the leasing office we'd be there by 2:00.

Yeah, I already called to cancel.

Why? We can still make it.

I found another place.

It's in Edgewater.

It's a one-bedroom. It's got a washer and dryer.

Edgewater is 30 minutes away, and it's not a very good neighborhood, honey.

It's up-and-coming, and I can afford it on my own.

I told you that we would help you.

I signed the lease papers this morning.

Oh.

I think you're really going to like it.

You know? It's charming.

The molding, it's original.

You got married without us.

You found a new place without us.

I got married without you because you weren't supportive of my relationship.

You keep making all these big decisions without talking to us first.

Mom, I'm married and I still live at home with my parents.

Nikki and I are going to need a place of our own and I want to be able to pay for it.

I'm just trying to man up here.

I'm going to talk to your dad about this.

Wow, this place is amazing.

Yeah, Minneapolis. Who knew?

You must be Teresa. I'm Eve.

We emailed.

Yes, hi.

It's such an honor to have you here.

I don't think I mentionned, but I wrote part of my thesis on you.

And I'm not even dead yet.

(Laughs)

Those are my assistants.

Bay and t*nk.

Hey.

This place is so cool.

Thanks.

She's the artist. I'm just the muscle.

Speaking of which, where should we put this bad boy?

Oh...

Uh, unfortunately we're keeping the floor open for some performances.

Was this in the images you submitted?

I brought new work.

Okay, well, there is this wall here.

Oh, got it. Okay.

I'll make some selections.

Well, let me know if you need any help hanging.

We're so excited.

It's really nice to meet you.

You too.

I have a feeling we're going to be subjected to a DJ at some point.

(Sighs)

Well, this stuff is so great.

Well, hang the new pieces and I'll take the old stuff away.

Okay, this thing is going to give me nightmares.

It looks a little gargoyle-ish.

It looks like something my stoner cousin made at Ren Faire.

You can't be into this.

You know what, I am not here to be an art critic.

I am here to get you a letter of recommendation.

Roger that.

I'm still trying to convince them to do a cafe off the main lobby here.

I can't believe the city was going to tear this down.

People never know what they have.

I saw that old movie theater you did in Austin.

This is even more beautiful.

So you finally looked me up, huh?

Believe me, it's a good thing that I didn't know who you were before I showed you that lamp.

Hey... why don't you work with me on this?

Me?

Well, your firm. Do the interiors.

I'm not... I mean, yes, I would love to.

But I've never done restoration.

No no no. I want to start new in there.

Do something like your lamp.

Use salvaged parts, but completely turn the whole thing on its head.

Something fun and playful.

Smart.

That would be incredible.

Yes!

Great.

How soon can you be here?

We wouldn't work from K.C.?

I would need you on site, but it wouldn't be for very long.

Four months, six tops.

Oh.

This is really hard to say, but both my daughters are in their senior year of high school, and I really need to be home.

You're kidding me, right?

Well, they're getting ready to go off to college.

It's a really big year.

What, they need you to pack their lunch?

They're 17.

Can I come on the weekends?

When the crew's not here.

Or we could wait till June.

You want me to stall my project for nine months... just send everyone home for a year.

Then I guess I have to say no.

And I'm really sorry. And thank you.

You know what, this is unbelievable.

You have an opportunity to completely change the scale of your dinky little firm.

What is it? You like doing two-bit kitchen makeovers?

Or Laura Ashley funeral parlors?

You know what, forget it. Offer rescinded.

Sounds nice.

Says there's plenty of street parking.

It's close to Carlton.

I drove by and the house next door looks like something out of a horror movie.

If there's traffic, it's going to take him

45 minutes to get back here.

So you're okay with him moving out as long as it's in throwing distance?

I just don't think he should be moving all the way across town to a neighborhood that is not safe.

He is a married man, and I for one am quite proud that he wants to pay his own rent.

Oh, so I'm an enabler.

I didn't say that.

I really think you should back me up on this, John.

Kathryn.

The last time you went to visit your mom, you paid $250 so you could leave 10 hours early because she is still telling you how to live your life.

Don't be that mom.

You were with her the entire morning.

I swear.

And you can call her manager.

The box cutter is for her job.

All right. I'll reverse the expulsion.

Yes!

But you still have Saturday detention for a month.

What?

Why?

We have a strict no-w*apon policy.

You know that.

But whatever the reason, you can't have a Kn*fe in your possession.

End of story.

All right.

What about field hockey?

She can still play field hockey.

(Exhales)

So you're punishing me for having a job?

No, I'm punishing you for breaking the rules.

Is is some bull...

Don't you even think about finishing that sentence.

If it were her, you would have kissed her ass for making a mistake.

But with me, you want to punish me anyway?

And for what?

For looking how I look?

Is this how you run this school?

Don't you go there with me, Sharee.

I am doing my job, and I treat all my students the same.

Sharee, that's a win.

You still get to play field hockey.

You are so dumb. You know that?

I went to bat for you.

I'm the one who got you out of this.

Oh, please! You don't give a damn about me.

The only reason why you did any of that was so I could help you win the game and make your daddy happy.

That is not true.

The game, the game.

The game.

Hey!

Hey!

Yo, get off of me.

What are you doing? I'm just trying to talk to you.

Don't you touch me, all right?

Get off of me!

Break it up!

Break it up.

You know, I don't think I ever realized the connection between your work in the '80s and your work now.

How the body is this organic thing and yet we've moved into this digital space.

Are you aware you say every statement like a question?

I do?

I do.

Hey. Hey, you see these face prints over there?

They totally remind me of these potato prints I used to do in kindergarten, except these cost like five grand each.

(Chuckles) What do all these little red dots mean?

It means the piece has been sold.

Oh. Oh, wow. She doesn't have any.

Oh, I just stepped on a rake, didn't I?

Yeah.

Hey!

You still want that letter of recommendation?

Whatever.

They're right.

My new work sucks.

I don't even know what I'm doing anymore.

One minute they're holding you up like you're some sort of a goddess.

The next, they don't even know how to spell your name right.

I like your stuff.

You like it 'cause you want something.

I remember what that looks like.

You want to be happy?

Don't go to art school.

Hey, guys.

Congratulations.

Our first official game became our first official forfeit.

We're setting records already.

Why did you cancel the game?

Oh, let's see.

Well, first, Bay quit.

Then my two star players decided they'd rather b*at each other up than the opposing team.

That's not what happened.

Yeah, she didn't even get a punch in.

Thanks, guys.

So proud to be your coach.

I'm sorry I got you involved in all of this.

No, I'm sorry I screwed up your letter of recommendation.

I don't think that really matters anymore.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry that your game got canceled.

Forfeited, actually.

Pretty sure this isn't going to help, but I bought you something today.

For your new place.

What's that?

Door-stopper?

They're pot holders. Oh, my God!

You're never going to survive on your own.

I'm kidding. I know what it is.

Just promise me you're not going to be the kind of guy who uses his socks to get things out of the oven.

You'll burn yourself, and it's gross.

Okay as long as you show me how to work an oven.

Gotcha. I'm still joking.

You know... you can always come home if you need to.

And I hope you'll want to.

Of course.

Where else am I going to get butterscotch bars?

Hey.

What brings you here?

Why didn't you become an artist?

I wasn't aware I didn't.

You know what I mean. A professional one.

Maybe I didn't want it enough.

Maybe I didn't think I was good enough.

Maybe it just looked too hard.

And sad.

Is it sad?

I'm starting to wonder if I really want to go to art school.

Going to school is one thing.

Being an artist is another.

I think it's a whole series of choices.

You know? It doesn't come down to just one opportunity or one person's opinion.

At least I hope it doesn't.

How was your day?

Oh... you know.

The usual.

Flew to Denver and back on a private jet.

Lost my only client somewhere along the way.

The first half sounds fun.

It wasn't.

The guy was a total jerk.

But it hasn't stopped me from kicking myself all night for letting it go.

Well, you don't want to work for some jerk anyway.

I don't.

But I do need to work for somebody.

(Sighs)

You know what I've decided...

I'm not letting unhappy people decide what I get to do.

That sounds like a good policy.

(Chuckles)

(Sighs)

(Clears throat)

Is Toby here?

He's probably in his room.

Ahem.

I guess you've heard we had to forfeit.

Uh, yeah. I made it as far as the parking lot and then I saw the Hoffman team getting on the bus, and...

I'm so sorry.

They seemed quite happy that they didn't have to go ten rounds with the Carlton bruisers.

Okay, look...

I know what you're going to say.

That the school's too rough.

And that you want to take me out of it.

But I can explain...

(clears throat)

I'm actually starting to think that that school is perfect for you.

You get to fight.

You get to blackmail senators.

How long before you start robbing banks?

You know what...

I'm really sorry about what happened over the summer.

But I've done everything I can to make up for it.

And the only reason I got in a fight in the first place was because I was totally obsessed with trying to make this team work.

And I probably lost a friend over it.

And why?

So that you would go to a game, and for the first time in a month, look at me like I wasn't a total disappointment.

Yeah, this whole dumb field hockey experiment was for you.

But you're never going to let it go.

So just do whatever you want.

Throw us out of the house.

Pretend like you never found out about the switch.

I don't even care anymore.

(Door slams)

(Sighs)

Hey, I got your message.

Thanks for coming in.

I thought I should follow up after that odd experience you must have had.

It's fine.

Stop saying it's fine when it isn't.

I mean, it's like the question thing.

We fought so hard so you wouldn't have to do it, and you girls just keep doing it.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for saying sorry.

Mm. Look, clearly, I'm not in a great place right now.

So just forget everything I said.

Go and have fun at art school.

Fall in love. Get your heart broken.

Do derivative stuff.

Do beautiful stuff that you never even thought you had in you.

(Chuckles)

Here's my letter.

Thank you.

But I don't think I'm going to send a letter of recommendation in with my application.

I'm just going to submit my work, let it speak for itself, and if they don't like it then screw 'em.

Ballsy move.

Well, you're at your best when you don't give a crap, right?

(Chuckles) You know what...

I love it.

But save the Patti Smith stuff for the work.

Trust me on this one.

Take the letter.

Okay, good call.

Can I help you?

According to my assistant, I was a bit of a sociopath yesterday.

So she bought me some flowers.

Look, I'm not great with people.

But I'm smart, I pay well, and I know talent when I see it.

You basically told me if I wasn't ready to ditch my kids, I'd be doomed to kitchen makeovers.

I didn't say ditch your kids.

I got kids.

Look, forget what I said.

I knew you were the perfect person for the job, and I lost my head.

What do you care?

All you liked was one stupid lamp.

(Sighs)

Because I hate it when people make asinine decisions.

And this is your attempt to win me back?

This is me giving you a lifeline.

I mean, are you so...

(sighs)

I have some local projects.

I'd like to find something for you to work on so you can tuck your giant teenagers in at night.

This whole thing of insulting people to motivate them... that does not work for me.

I'm passionate.

I can't promise I'm not going to yell at you.

I can't promise I'm not going to yell back.

Works for me.

Okay.

Thanks.

Hi.

Oh, hey.

Thanks.

I...

(Stammers)

I'm way too hard on you.

It's okay.

No, it's not okay.

You see...

Sometimes I feel like I have to cram

16 years of parenting into the few years that you're actually around.

And the truth is, you were just fine before I came along.

I never thought that I'd have to say this to you, but this... all this... is your home.

And it always will be.

Even if I rob a few banks?

Even if.

(Chuckles, murmurs)

(Clears throat)

What the hell is this?

(Laughs)

I mean, come on!

Round, flat...

It's hard.

This makes no sense to me whatsoever.

They don't make it easy.

No. No, here here. Here, show me.

Show me, show me.

Whoo!

(Laughs)

You choke up on it.

Yeah.

(Continue chattering)

♪ I keep waiting ♪
♪ for you ♪
♪ for you. ♪