Marcus, Jordan!
Heads Up!
I Got It!
I Said I Got It.
Then Why Didn't You Get It?
You're Such A Ball Hog!
I Am Not!
Ok.
Kimberly, This One's For You!
Oh!
No, Wait!
No, Ok! Wait!
Kimberly, Your Shoes!
Ooh!
I'm Ok!
Marcus, Jordan, Come On! Cut It Out!
You Know How I Like It! Right Here!
There We Go! There We Go!
Aah! You Broke My Hand.
I Didn't Break Your Hand, You Big Baby!
Your Finger's Just Dislocated!
Here! I'll Reset It!
Frankie.
No. No, Stay Away From Me!
Frankie!
It Won't Hurt.
Stay Away!
It's Ok.
Frankie!
This One's Going Long.
[Grunts]
Aah!
How Many Times Have I Gotta Tell Ya?
Never Open The Flaps When The Groundhogs Are Warming Up.
Uhh!
Well, It Looks Like We Got The Whole Team Back.
Yep, It Sure Does.
I'm Real Sorry About That, Coach.
Yep. Me, Too.
Me, Too.
Well, At Least We Still Got Eddie.
Eddie: Heads!
All Right, Guys, Let's Go!
Frankie, Oliver, Let's Take It Around The Infield!
Yeah, At Least We Got Eddie.
Nice Catch!
Ok, Groundhogs, Come On!
Let's Play Some Ball!
Let's Show The Players What We're Made Of!
Hey, Oliver, You Hang Tough.
Kimberly, Watch Out! Your Shoe's--
[Thud]
Kimberly: Ooh!
I'm Ok!
Ok, Groundhogs, First Game Of The Season.
I Really Think This Could Be A Winning Year For Us.
I'd Be Happy With Winning Anything.
We Beat The Panthers Last Year.
They Had The Chickenpox.
I Know That!
No, You Don't.
Also Important To Remember,
This Is A Building Year.
Hey, Sorry I'm Late.
Did I Miss Anything?
Uh, Hannah, Why Are You So...Pink?
Oh. My Mom Thinks I'm Here Trying Out To Be A Cheerleader.
Whoever Heard Of A Baseball Cheerleader?
I Think It's Cool. We Could Use A Cheerleader.
I Want To Be A Cheerleader.
Go For It.
I'm Just Telling Her That.
Just 'Cause She Was The Ultimate Cheerleader,
She Thinks I Should Be One, Too.
Has She Met You?
[Thud]
Here Goes!
[Cheering]
Ma'am.
Thank You.
Hey, Batter, Batter, Batter, Batter, Batter!
Hannah! Anticipate.
Aaron, Put Something Into It.
You're Throwing Like A Girl.
And, Oliver, Could You Be Any More Out Of Position?
Other Than That, Good Job, Everybody!
[Chuckles]
They're Very Fragile At This Age.
[Sighs]
Ok. Ogden's Playing It Close To The Base,
Ready For The Line Drive.
Ok. Heads Up! Heads Up, Everybody! Heads Up!
Eddie: This Is It.
This Could Be The Championship.
[Cheering]
Ha Ha Ha Ha!
Hey, Hey! That Was Pretty Good.
We Actually Might Win A Couple Of Games.
Oh, Yeah. Oh, Yeah.
Announcer: That's It, Folks. What A Game.
Players 10, Groundhogs...3.
Frankie: Man!
Announcer: Next Stop Is Last Year's Champion...
Good Job, Guys. Good Job!
See Ya Tomorrow Afternoon.
Now, Remember, Groundhogs,
It's Time To Get Serious About Winning, Huh?
Time To Get A New Team Name.
More Fierce, Less Rodent.
Time To Get A New Bat.
This One Can't Hit A Thing.
I'll Tell You What It's Time For.
Eddie Dogs.
We've Waited All Year For One Of These.
[No Audio]
A Little Horseradish For Heat,
Jalapeno To Make Us Men,
And They're Done.
Mmm! Mmm!
Mmm!
Hey, It's A Couple Of Grounder Hogs.
Losers!
Just In Case You Didn't Know,
This Is What A Baseball Looks Like.
You Wouldn't Know A Baseball
If I Served It To You For Dinner.
Losers!
Hey, Don't Walk Away From Me
When I'm Talking To You. Come Back Here.
I'd Give Anything To Beat Those Guys.
All Right, Well, Then Let's Beat 'Em.
Every Year's Always A Building Year For Us, Anyway.
We Might As Well Build Towards Something.
Really?
Yeah, Really.
Ok, That's What This Season Is All About--
Beating The Eagles. Are You With Me?
Yeah!
Did You Hear?
College Scout Coming To The Eagles Practice Tomorrow.
Well, Why Aren't They Coming To See Eddie?
He's The Best Player In The League.
True. But You Know As Well As I Do--
Groundhog Practices, Sometimes They Ain't So Pretty.
[Squishing]
Uh-Oh. I Feel It, Too.
[Boys Shouting]
Brace Yourself.
Where Is It?
Woman: All Right, Guys!
Hi, Mom!
Hi, Honey.
Hey.
Whole Team Back?
Yep.
Oh. Sorry.
Hey, Come On, Guys. The Game's On.
Did You Hear Something?
No, I Didn't Hear A Thing.
See, 32! Now, Change It Back!
Eddie.
What's The Matter?
Hey, Listen.
You Know, If You Ever Decide
You Don't Want To Be A Groundhog--
Why Wouldn't I Want To Be A Groundhog?
I Know It's Frustrating For You
Never Really Being Able To Play The Game
You're Capable Of Playing.
What Are You Talking About? I Play All The Time.
No, That's Not--
Eddie, There's A Lot At Stake For You This Year.
If This Is Gonna Be Your Future,
We Really Need To Step Your Game Up Another Notch.
Ok.
Db: Ow! Get Off My Head!
Whoa!
Alex, Get Off Of Db. He's A Guest.
Why Do You Have To Put That Kind Of Pressure On Him?
It's Just A Game.
Wedgie!
Mom, It Is Not Just A Game.
See? Eddie Knows What I'm Talking About.
The Point Is, With Eddie,
It Could Be More Than Just A Game.
I Know He's Only 14,
But There's A Chance He Could Have A Pro Career
Or At Least A Scholarship.
It's Not Crazy To Think A Pro Scout Might Spot Him And--
Have You Ever Heard Him Say
He Wants To Be A Professional Baseball Player?
I Think I Got A Pretty Good Handle
On What Eddie Wants.
Eddie, Tell Your Mother.
I'm Gonna--I'm Gonna Put Some Brown Sugar In Here.
We'll Let The Brown Sugar Melt...
Dad: Eddie.
Eddie!
What? Uh...
Oh, Yeah, That'd Be Great.
Hmm?
Boy: Red Belly!
Eddie, No.
Why Do You Have To Push Like That?
If It's Something He Really Wants,
He'll Figure Out How To Make It Happen.
I'm Not Pushing.
I'm Steering. There's A Big Difference.
Ow! Mmm! What Happened?
You All Right?
Ah! Everybody Calm Down.
I Just Cut My Finger. I'm Fine.
Are You Sure? Here, Let Me See It.
No, Really, Just A Couple Of Stitches.
Stitches? How Bad Is It?
Honey, I Can't Help You
If You Won't Let Me See It.
No. You Know How You Are With Blood.
Honestly. One Time And A Man's...
Ooh, I Better Sit Down.
[Mom Sighs]
Sweetie, Would You Put The Food Away, Please?
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
[Dad Moaning]
Mom: Pat, Deep Breath.
There's A Paper Bag On The Floor.
Oh, It Looks Like He's Gonna Be Sick.
Mom: Somebody Open A Window, Quick.
Well, At Least We Can Watch The Game.
[Game Playing On Tv]
[Sniff]
Is Any Of This Stuff Edible?
Man, I'm Starving.
Figures. Game's Over Already.
You Know You Got A Piece Of Raw Chicken In Your Hand?
Hey, What If Instead Of Putting This Stuff Away,
We Make Something Out Of It?
Let Me Think. Uh...No.
Come On, It'd Be Cool,
And My Mom Would Be Totally Surprised.
I'd Rather Pull Out My Nose Hairs.
I'm With Him. I'd Rather Pull Out His Nose Hairs.
Besides, You Don't Even Know How To Cook.
Sure, I Do.
Kinda.
I Make Eddie Dogs.
How Hard Can This Be?
♪ Yeah ♪
Fresh. Still Some Crunch.
Over Here.
Are You Sure The Shells Are Supposed To Be In There?
[Sizzling]
Hey, Now, I'm Just Asking.
[Timer Dings]
♪ Oh, Yeah ♪
Cinnamon.
Basil.
Cardamom.
Caraway.
Come On, Buddy, Let's Go.
Keep Going, Keep It Going.
Get That For Me, Get That For Me. Get That For Me. Thank You.
It's Going Good. It's Going Good. Mash 'Em.
Yeah.
♪ Ooh, Yeah ♪
Hey, We Got Pizza!
How's Mom?
I'm Fine.
Dad Fainted Twice.
I Didn't Faint. Men Pass Out,
They Don't Faint.
Did You Put The Food Away, Honey?
Nope.
I Cooked It Instead.
Ok. There's No Way I'm Eating That.
[Laughter]
You're Gonna Lose It.
Hey, How About That?
Mom: Well, I, For One, Am Quite Impressed.
You Boys Have Done An Amazing Job.
Hey, Don't Look At Us. We Had Nothing To Do With It.
It Was All Eddie.
Yeah, It Was Like He Was Possessed Or Something.
Well, We're Gonna Have To Start Calling You Chef Eddie.
[Laughter]
More Like Eddie Crocker.
Ooh!
At Least Now I Know
What To Get You For Your Birthday.
An Apron!
[Laughter]
Or An Easy-Bake Oven.
Knock It Off.
You Know, Now, He Always Did Like
Making Little Cookies With His Play-Doh.
No, I Didn't!
Ok, I Think That's Enough.
Oh, Come On, Mom. Look.
It's Edwina, The Daughter You've Always Wanted.
Come On.
Hi, I'm Edwina.
I'm The Little French Chef Of The Eighth Grade,
And My Hobbies Are Cooking And...And, Well, Cooking!
I Said Knock It Off!
Oh, Come On, Relax, Eddie.
We're Just Teasing Ya.
It's Not Like Anybody Thinks You're Gonna
Trade In Your Baseball Mitt For An Oven Mitt.
[Laughter]
I Don't Know, Dad.
Do They Let Girls Play In Major League Baseball?
Ohh!
All Right.
Guys! Guys!
[Laughter]
No. Forget It.
No Way. I'm Not Taking Wood Shop, Ok?
I Like Having 10 Fingers.
I Can Throw A Baseball, I Can Hold A Pencil,
And It Means I Can Do This.
Frankie, You're Not Listening.
It's The Easiest Class.
How Hard Can It Be To Make A Birdhouse?
Besides, If You Cut Something Off,
They Pack It In Ice, Sew It Back On.
It's No Big Deal.
Guys, Guys, You're Not Even Listening, Ok?
Alex And Andy Both Said That Computer Science
Is The Class To Take.
Everyone Gets An "A,"
And For Homework, You Get To Play Video Games.
Hey.
Hmm.
No, Mom, I'm Not Playing On The Computer.
I'm Just Studying For My Final.
They Better Have An Advanced Placement,
'Cause I've Been Zapping And Blowing Stuff Up Since I Was, Like, 3.
Hey, Eddie, Come On!
We're Gonna Be Late For Registration.
Sorry. I Guess I, Uh...
I Just Never Really Noticed That Room Before.
Yeah, I Know How You Feel.
I Got The Heebie-Jeebies The First Time I Saw It.
[Shouting]
All: Go!
Sign Us Up! We'll Hold 'Em Back.
Ok.
[Shouting]
M-M-My Pen Is Broken. I Need A Pen.
Frankie: Pen! Pen! Who Has A Pen?
Get It! Get It! Come On!
Eddie!
Where Are You?
Sign It! Sign It!
Yes!
Computer Science!
Computer Science! Yes!
Yes! Yes!
Welcome To Home Economics.
Oh, We're Going To Have So Much Fun Together.
Eddie, I Cannot Believe You Did This.
Sorry.
Here's The Deal.
Nobody, Absolutely Nobody On The Team Knows About This.
It Goes Double For My Brothers.
I Know One Person Who's Gonna Know For Sure.
Hannah?
What Are You Doing Here?
I Took Field Hockey As An Elective The Last 2 Quarters.
I Thought My Mom's Head Might Explode If I Took It Again.
What's Your Excuse?
Eddie's An Idiot.
He Grabbed The Wrong Clipboard.
All Right, Guys.
For The Quadrillionth Time, I'm Sorry,
But I Bet It's Way Better Than Taking Computer Science.
Look. What's That All About?
Check It Out. Custom Cooking Utensils.
Somebody Should Have Signed Up For Get-A-Life 101.
[Laughter]
Get A Life? That's Really Hilarious.
Look, You Little Sprite.
Every Quarter There's A Group Of Stupid Boys
Who Get Stuck In Here Because They Were Too Stupid
To Sign Up For Computers, Or Whatever,
And Start Acting All...
Stupid?
Exactly, But I Swear,
If You Don't Sit Down And Shut Up,
I'm Gonna Julienne You Up One Side And Back Down The Other.
Am I Making Myself Clear?
Not Really.
What's Julienne?
It Means To Chop Into Thin Strips.
Bridget, Stop Scaring The New Students...
[Chuckles] And Me.
Mrs. Hadley, I Was Going Over The Text,
And I Have Some Suggestions--
Bridget, Whoa.
I Kinda Need To Welcome The Class, Take Roll,
Go Over Some Basic Kitchen Safety Info.
So, Now, Here's A Little Something,
A Little Something That Should Start Things Off With A Bang.
I Have Entry Forms For The 35th Annual
Million-Dollar Scholastic Cook-Off.
Can You Really Win A Million Dollars?
No, No, No. That's Just How Much They Give Out In Scholarships.
No, It Comes With A Small Cash Prize
And A Scholarship To The Country's Pre-Eminent Culinary Institute.
What's A Cook-Off, You Ask?
Well, It's Open To All Students, Eighth Grades And Above,
And That's You People.
I Was A Finalist When I Was In High School.
Hmm...
To Enter, A Student Must Submit An Original Recipe,
And Then, If Selected For The Finals,
The Student Will Be Put Through A Live Cooking Exam
To Test Their Mastery Of The Craft.
I Know, I Know. It Sounds Pretty Exciting,
So If You'd Like A Form,
I Have--
Anybody Else?
Anybody At All?
No? Oh.
Ok. Well, There Never Is.
Um, I Thought That We'd Start With Something Basic,
Just Let You Get Your Hands Kinda--
Kinda Floury, So To Speak.
[Chuckles]
Get It?
No. Nobody Ever Does.
Um...
Page 74, Anatomy Of A Cookie.
[Snorts]
Man, Home Ec Might Be Totally Boring,
But Sitting Around Talking About Cookies?
How Much Easier Can A Class Get?
Ok. Ok, This Is An Excellent Example
Of Why Cooking Time And Temperature
Is An Integral Part Of Baking.
I'm Sorry. I Thought They'd Cook Faster.
Hmm, Is It Possible For A Cookie
To Actually Have Too Many Chocolate Chips?
There's No Way I'm Gonna Be Able To Eat All Of These...
But I Can Try.
[Sighs]
[Bell Rings]
Oh. My Backpack.
Hold Up.
[Sighs]
Ogden's At The Fridge.
He Needs An Original Recipe,
Something No One Has Ever Tasted Before.
The Fans Are On Their Feet.
What's It Gonna Be?
Feel Free To Speak Up.
Cook-Off, Here We Come.
Ohh!
[Whimpering]
Man, Even P.B. And J. Cannot Get Rid Of The Taste Of That Last One.
[Sighs]
Ok.
It's Clinch Time, And Ogden Knows It.
He's About To Make The Play Of The Game.
Peanut Butter And Jelly Smoothie.
It's Bold.
It's Daring.
Oh! Ow! Come On--
Please--Stop! Turn Off!
Oh!
It's--
[Door Opens]
Someone's Coming.
[Thump]
[Yawns]
Mmm.
[Sighs] It's Official.
He Really Is As Dumb As He Looks.
Dad: Eddie, I Don't Know What's Going On With You.
You Seem Distracted.
The Missed Plays, Foot Off The Bag.
You Know, If You're Not Gonna Take This Seriously,
Why Should I?
I'm Taking It Seriously.
Eddie, Whether You Like It Or Not,
You're The Leader. The Team Looks Up To You
And Expects You To Set An Example.
I'm Sorry.
Baseball Has Got To Be Your Priority--
And Stop Playing With Your Food.
You're Dancing Around Like A Little Girl.
Dad, Baseball Is My Priority.
I Swear, It's The Most Important Thing In The World To Me.
I Know It Is.
I Don't Mean To Come Down Hard On You.
It's Just...
That You're So Good,
And You Got So Much Potential.
[Sighs]
Less Coach, More Dad.
So, How Was School Today?
Did You Sign Up For Computer Science
Like Your Brothers Told You To?
Uh...Yeah. It Was Our Very First Choice.
Good Boy.
Eddie, You'd Tell Me If Something Was Bothering You, Right?
Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.
No, Everything's Cool.
Now, Though Similar,
Each Leavening Agent Has Its Own Advantages
And Disadvantages.
Now, Yeast Is A Living Organism,
And It Contains Over 3,200 Billion Cells Per Pound.
Now, It Comes In Several Different Forms.
We're Gonna Be Working Today With The Dry Form.
There's A Few That Will Be Using The Baking Powder
And The Baking Soda Combo For Making Tea Breads,
But We're Gonna Be Mostly Talking About The Dry Yeast.
Now, The Most Important Thing To Remember...
It's Your Turn. Pick A Letter.
Uh...Q.
Mrs. Hadley: If The Water's Too Hot Or Too Cold...
Man, You're Really Bad At This.
...You'll End Up With Crackers.
All Right, Then, Let's Start Cooking.
Ok, I'm Done Talking Now. You Can Move.
All Right. Move It, People!
Hey.
What?
Hey.
And I Said What?
So, Have You Found Your Recipe Yet,
You Know, For The Cook-Off?
I'm Working On It. Why Do You Care?
Just Curious.
Uh...Do You Think People Would Ever Use Peanut Butter
As A Primary Ingredient?
Well, The Peanut Is The Most Versatile Of The Legumes,
So Why Couldn't It Be The Cornerstone Of Any Sound Entry?
I'll Take That As A Yes. Have You Ever Noticed
That When You Heat It Up Just Right And--
What Are You Doing?
Nothing.
We're Talking About The Cook-Off.
No, We're Not.
Yes, We Are.
She's Crazy. Come On, We Better Get Back To--
Hey, Is There Something Going On With You Guys?
With Me And Bridget? Get Real.
Hello! Standing Right Here.
It Sounds To Me Like Someone's Really Starting
To Take An Interest In This Class.
No, I'm Not. I Hate This Class.
Ok. Interest Might Have Been A Little Strong.
Then...What Are You Doing Over Here?
I, Uh...
I...
I Just Came Over Here To Do This.
Eddie.
You Know What I Gotta Do, Right?
Db.
If You Must, You Must.
Stay Calm. Take A Deep Breath.
And, Class, Everybody, We Don't Want A--
Food Fight!
[Shrieking And Laughter]
Food Fight--Now, That's The Thing
We Definitely Want To Avoid.
[Shrieking And Laughter]
Food Fight!
Cover Me. I'm Going In.
Aah!
Uhh--
I Swear, Boys Are Never Setting Foot In This Class Agai--
Apologies All Around, Ladies!
[Crash]
Good Arm, Hannah.
Oh! Martha Stewart Never Had To Put Up With This.
Aah!
That Was Absolutely The Best Food Fight
I've Ever Had In My Entire Life,
Even With A Month Of Saturday Detention.
Even Better Than That Summer Camp Soda Massacre?
Even Better Than The Ice Cream Fight
At My Cousin's Sweet 16?
Totally.
Even Better Than The Second-Grade Spaghetti Melee?
[Sighs]
Hey.
Yo, It's Gonna Take Bridget, Like, Weeks
To Get That Cake Batter Out Of Her Hair.
She Should Just Enter Herself Into That Cook-Off.
I Guess I Shouldn't Have Blasted Her With That Egg.
Eddie: That Was So Gross.
[Frankie Chuckles]
Hey, You Know What's Gross?
This.
[Chuckles]
Oh, That Is Disgusting.
That Is Nasty.
Eew.
Ohh!
Hey! Now, That's Not Bad.
Actually, That's Better Than Not Bad.
I'd Have To Say That's Quite Delicious.
What?
Hey, We Missed Lunch
And I'm Hungry.
Mmm!
Frankie: Good.
Hey, This Is Great.
It Tastes Kinda Like Barbecue Sauce,
Only Better.
Hey, You Put This Stuff On Anything,
And I'll Eat It.
Ok, We've Got To Find Out What Was In This.
Do You Remember What They Were Making At This Station?
And Why Is It Purple? What Is This Texture?
Does It Remind You More Of Applesauce Or Ketchup?
Dude.
Get A Grip.
I Mean, It's Good, But It's Just A Bowl Of Purple Sauce.
Well, Yeah, But--
But What?
Uh...But Nothing.
Come On. We Still Gotta Wash Down The Ceiling.
Samson...
We Have Sauce.
All Right, Come On, Guys! We Can Do This!
Mmm!
Ok, Groundhogs, Focus. We're Still In This.
Frankie.
Hey, I Gotta Keep Up With My Yankees.
Ok, Jordan, Come On!
Come On, Let's Go.
Don't Let Those Panthers Intimidate You!
All Right, Jordan! All Right! Way To Go!
He Hit It! I Can't Believe It!
We Might Actually Win!
Oliver.
What Are You Doing?
Hey, Is That The Gunk From Class?
Did You Make That?
Would You Guys Chill Out?
It's My Mom's Recipe She Got From A Magazine.
Well, Put It Away, People.
There's No Food In The Dugout.
What's The Matter With You?
Eddie, You're Up.
It's All Up To You, Buddy.
Ok.
Let's Go, Eddie.
Go, Eddie.
Oliver: Tell Your Mom It's The Best Sauce I've Ever Tasted.
All Right, Eddie, Let's Go!
All Right! Let's Go, Eddie!
No Problem.
[Shouting]
We Win! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
Mom: Congratulations, Groundhogs.
I Think This Might Be The Start Of Something Big.
All: Yeah.
Hannah, You Were Fantastic Today.
You're Really One Of The Guys.
If We Keep Working,
There Is No Reason We Can't Beat The Eagles.
Man, Would I Love To Beat That Coach.
For All His Tough Talk, You Know What He Does For A Living?
He's A Nurse. [Chuckles]
You're Gonna Spit Your Gum Out, Right?
Bridget: But You Can't Just Test It Once.
You've Got To Double-Check It.
Actually, Triple-Check It.
Mrs. Hadley: I Know, Dear.
This Isn't My First Time At The Rodeo.
What Does That Have To Do With Anything?
Is That Your Big Cook-Off Recipe?
Aren't You Finished Yet?
So Not Your Business.
She Finished Yesterday, But We're Just Making Sure Everything
Is Absolutely Perfect.
Oh, I Sifted The Flour Twice.
Make Sure You Take That Into Account.
Oh, I Assume That Would Be Here.
The Part That You Underlined...
In Bold, And Put Arrows Around.
I, Uh, I Don't Understand.
You Wouldn't. Cooking Is A Science,
And All Of The Measurements Have To Be Precise,
Down To The Last Quarter-Teaspoon.
That's The Little One.
If They're Not, You're Immediately Disqualified.
Oh, Well, Uh,
Well, Good Luck With That.
Whatever.
Ok. Only An Hour Before Anyone Gets Home.
All Right. Don't Panic.
Just Start With 2 Cups Of Sugar
And Work Your Way Back From There.
No! We're Out Of Sugar.
Now What?
Mom!
I Can Explain.
There's This Contest, You Know,
Like On The Back Of Cereal Boxes.
Like The Million Dollar Cook-Off.
The Entry Form Is Next To You.
It's Not What You're Thinking.
It's Not Some Stupid Girl Thing--
I Mean, It Is Mainly Girls,
But Guys Can Enter, Too.
And It Comes With This Cash Prize,
And This Scholarship To This Amazing School.
And I Don't Know If You've Ever Seen The Food Channel,
But, Like, Every Other Person On There Is A Guy,
So I Don't Know Why You're Making Such A Big Deal Out Of This!
Ok. I Don't Think
I'm The One Who's Making A Big Deal Out Of It.
Why Is This So Important To You?
I Don't Know.
It's Not.
Hey, Maybe If I Win, It Won't Matter If I Like To Do It.
Who Says You Have To Win?
So, That's It?
That's What This Is All About-- You Like To Cook?
It Was Just Some Dumb Idea.
Can We Please Just Forget About It?
And Deprive The World
Of Eddie's Incredible Edible Barbecue Sauce?
[Chuckles]
Ok, But You Can't Tell Dad.
Or Alex And Andy.
I Can't Lie To Your Father.
I Really Think He Would Understand If--
No, He Wouldn't. And You Know He Wouldn't.
Well, Maybe He Would.
Ok, Maybe He Wouldn't.
Anyway, What Have You Got Left To Do?
How Can I Help?
♪ Well, Walk On Down To Big Mama's Kitchen ♪
♪ Gonna See What's Cookin' Today ♪
♪ People Are Talkin' All Over This Town ♪
♪ They Can't Seem To Stay Away ♪
♪ I Smell That... ♪
And Not Only That, It's Colorful.
And It's Easy To Eat.
♪ So Good, I Want Some Soul Food ♪
♪ I Want Something So Good, I Want Some Soul Food ♪
♪ Whoa! I Remember Hearin' That Jukebox Music ♪
♪ From The Golden Goose Cafe ♪
♪ Say, You Better Slow That Row Down ♪
♪ Nice And Low-Down, Hear That Good Man Say ♪
♪ I've Got A Crazy Little Thing ♪
♪ That I'm Sure You Will Enjoy ♪
♪ We Got Soul Food ♪
♪ I Want Some Soul Food ♪
♪ Give Me Some Soul Food ♪
♪ I Want Some Soul Food ♪
♪ Whoa, Yeah ♪
He's Out!
Hey, Hey, Hey, Eddie!
Way To Go, Eddie!
You Two Have Got To Be The Double Play Kings.
Or King And Queen.
You Had It Right At Kings.
[Tapping]
Excuse Me, Class.
I've Got A Little Announcement To Make.
Well, Actually,
It's Quite A Big Announcement. It's Huge.
Um, I've Just Gotten Off The Phone With The Cook-Off People.
And, You Know, They Were So Sweet.
They All Remembered Me.
Said People Still Talking About My Winning Triple Berry Torte 30 Years Later.
And--I Don't Know--Maybe They Were Just Being Nice.
Of Course, They Were Just Being Nice.
Did I Make The Finals, Or Didn't I?
Bridget, There's A Little Something
Called Building Anticipation.
Yes, Bridget, You Are In The Finals.
Oh, My Gosh, Yes!
Go, Bridget.
Ohh.
Oh--And--Oh,
The Other Finalist
Is Eddie Ogden.
Yes!
Yes.
Hey!
I Got In, Too.
My Recipe Used 3 Different Types Of Cheeses.
I Have Copies.
Does Anyone Want To See?
[Sighs] I'm Making A Difference.
I Really Am.
[Bell Rings]
Wait, Db, Come On. Don't Be Mad.
I'm Sorry. It Was Just A Joke.
I Thought It Would Be Funny.
Jokes Are Usually Funnier When You Share Them With Your Friends.
I Know. I Should've Told You.
I Just Thought That You Would Think It Was Stupid.
Yeah. Good Guess. I Do Think It's Stupid.
Just Tell Me This...
Do You Like Home Ec?
Yes Or No?
No, I Don't Like It.
I--I Don't Know.
Maybe I Don't Hate It As Much As You Guys Do.
Sometimes It's Not That Bad.
Ok. I Like It.
I Like Making Something Out Of Nothing.
I Like Figuring Out What Goes Together.
I Like Doing Something No One's Ever Done Before.
I Don't Know Why. I Just Like It.
He Likes It.
Come On, This Is Stupid.
I Won With That Gross Purple Gunk.
This Whole Cook-Off Thing Is A Total Joke.
You Gotta Admit, It Is Kinda Funny.
Yeah. Kinda.
I Thought Bridget's Head
Was Gonna Spin Right Off.
Hey, You Know What's Gonna Be Funny?
Your Dad's Face When He Finds Out.
My Dad!
Hey, I'm Home.
Both: Edwina's Home!
Hey...Lookin' For This?
Gimme That!
Oh!
Ok, Ok. You Can Torture Your Brother Later.
Go On. Go, Go, Go, Go.
[Sighs]
It's A Certificate.
And They Ruined It.
You Know, It's Against The Law
To Read Other People's Mail.
Oh, They Didn't Open It.
Your Home Ec Teacher Called
To Share In Our Excitement.
You Don't Look Very Excited.
Oh, Really?
Because Nothing Excites Me More
Than Having My Son Lie To Me
And Sneak Around Behind My Back.
I'm Sorry That I Lied.
And This Cook-Off Thing-- What's That About?
It's Nothing. It's Just A Thing.
It's Not Gonna Interfere With Baseball
Or School Or Anything.
I Promise.
Eddie, I Thought We Had Some Kind Of Understanding.
[Door Opens]
Hi. Everybody's Home Early.
What's Going On?
I Got Into The Cook-Off.
Oh, Honey, That's Great. Congratulations.
[Sighs]
Obviously, This Isn't Coming As A Big Surprise To You.
No. Not Really.
I Mean, His Recipe Was Really Good.
Eddie, Is There Some Reason You Told Your Mother And Not Me?
I'm Sorry I Didn't Tell You.
I Guess I Was Just...Afraid.
I Don't Know What I Was Afraid Of.
I Think We All Know What You Were Afraid Of.
Ok. Fine.
Clearly, I Have No Idea What's Going On Around Here Anymore.
You Think You Can Handle It,
More Power To You.
Handle What?
P.A.: Not Only Is Eddie Ogden The First Boy
From Cedar Valley Junior High To Make The Finals,
He's Also The Only Boy In His Age Bracket.
Oh, And Bridget Simmons Is Also A Finalist.
Simons, You Buffoon! Bridget Simons!
♪ Left On The Outside ♪
♪ Wonderin' Why ♪
♪ I Don't Fit In ♪
♪ Left On The Outside ♪
Hey, Eddie.
Wanna Try Out?
♪ Wonderin' Why ♪
♪ I Can't Get With You ♪
You Ok?
Yeah, I'm Fine.
Want Me To Take Him Out?
No, Really, I'm Ok, But Thanks For The Offer.
I Can't Believe You're Going Through With This.
You Know, I Don't Know Why Everybody's Making Such A Big Deal Out Of It.
'Cause People Are Idiots.
Just Lay Low And--
Mrs. Hadley: Eddie!
Get In Here!
We've Got Some Serious Cook-Off Training To Do!
[Laughter]
Alrighty, Then, Let's Get Crackin'.
I Really Don't Think We Need To Do This.
I'm Serious.
So Am I. Start Cracking Those Eggs Before They Hatch.
Hmm. Smooth.
Ok, So I Can't Crack An Egg.
Who Cares? I Can Do All The Rest Of It.
Oh, Really?
Can You Sauté?
Fricassee? Cleave? Fold?
Mince? Scald? Cream?
Reduce, Extract, Whip, And Flambé?
Can You...
Zest A Lemon?
Poach A Pear? Cream A Custard?
Layer A Lasagna? Coddle An Egg?
Dress A Lamb?
Well, You're Gonna Learn.
The Finals Are About Knowledge
And Mastery Of A Craft,
And They Can Throw Anything At You.
Your Days Of Self-Indulgent Creativity Are Over.
Come On, You Wanna Win This, Don't You?
Yeah, But I Really--
No, No, No Buts. No.
The World Is Gonna Learn
That Mrs. Rose Hadley, Certified Nutritionist,
Is Still A Force To Be Reckoned With,
And You Guys Are Gonna Tell 'Em. So...
For The Next Month, You're Gonna Do Nothing
But Eat, Breathe, Sleep Home Economics.
Oh...
Except Tuesday.
That's...That's When I Jazzercise.
Hey.
You Coming?
Uh...I've Got Some Work To Do.
You Said It, Brother.
Whatever.
Ok...Now...
So, Try Again With The Egg.
There You Go, And In It Goes.
Oh--Heh Heh. Try Again. It's Ok.
♪ I Should Have Been There ♪
♪ I Should Have Made It By Now ♪
♪ But I'm Down On My Knees ♪
♪ When Nobody's Around ♪
♪ Yeah, I Tried To Be Strong ♪
♪ But I Lost It Somewhere ♪
♪ In The Midst Of My Dream ♪
♪ I Forgot About Reality ♪
♪ And It Hit Me Real Hard ♪
♪ Tears Make It Hard To See ♪
Hey, Bud. Good Game?
Hi.
Yeah, Yeah, It's Going Great.
How's Kerry Wood Doing?
It's, Uh, It's Going Really Good.
Later.
♪ If You Want It, You Can Get It ♪
♪ If You Choose It, Don't Regret It ♪
♪ If You Feel It, Make It Real ♪
♪ It's What You Wanted ♪
♪ Don't Forget It When You Find It ♪
♪ Don't Rewind It ♪
♪ Love-Infuse It ♪
♪ And You're Starting To Grow ♪
♪ Everybody Gets As Far As They Go ♪
♪ Set Your Mind, Tell Your Mind ♪
♪ You're Gonna Get There ♪
♪ Pick Up Yourself ♪
♪ You're Gonna Come True ♪
It Was Still Pretty Close. And It Was Only
Our Second Loss Of The Season.
Usually We've Had, Like, 5 Or 6 Losses By Now.
Guess I Was Just Getting Used To Winning.
Are You Blaming Me?
Hey, How Could We Blame You?
You're Still Better Than All Of Us Put Together.
Maybe We Just Want It More.
What Is That Supposed To Mean?
It's Weird.
What's Weird?
It's Weird That You'd Rather Bake Cakes Than Play Baseball.
It's Weird That You'd Rather Read A Cookbook Than A Comic Book.
It's Just Weird.
I Thought We Talked About This--
Yeah, I Know, You Like It.
But What If I Suddenly Said I Liked Playing With Dolls?
You Used To Play With Dolls All The Time.
What?
Don't You Remember?
In Kindergarten,
You Brought Your Sister's Barbie To Show And Tell
Like, 3 Times. Now, That Was Weird.
That Is Not The Same Thing And You Know It.
See Ya.
Yeah, Well, I Gotta Go.
♪ If You Want It ♪
♪ Everybody Gets As Far As They Go ♪
♪ You're Starting To Grow ♪
♪ If You Want It ♪
♪ Then Get It ♪
♪ If You Choose It, Don't Regret It ♪
♪ If You Feel It... ♪
Oh, Eddie,
I Really Think This Is Your Best Effort So Far.
Thanks.
Oh, I'm So Dead.
♪ And You're Starting To Grow... ♪
Let's Go, Frankie! Come On, Frankie!
Hey. Sorry I'm Late.
I Didn't Know A Souffle Takes Over An Hour To Bake.
What's The Matter?
We're Losing.
By A Lot.
That's Nothing.
Marcus And Kimberly Are On Base.
I'll Just Hit Them Home, And Then We're Only Down By 2 Runs.
Umpire: Strike 3! You're Out!
Ok, Jordan, You're Up.
Jordan.
No, Come On, Dad, Put Me In.
There's 2 Outs.
You Missed 3 Innings.
You're Out Of The Game.
Out Of The Game?
Come On, Can't You Make An Exception?
Longo...
Is There A Souffle Exception?
Nope. Just One For Apple Pie.
Umpire: Strike 3! You're Out!
Ok, Everybody Out On The Field.
Hannah, Keep Playing First. Db, You Take Short.
Come On, Groundhogs, Let's Go!
Come On, Guys. Hustle, Hustle, Hustle!
Db: I Figured It Out Last Night.
Even Though We Lost Yesterday,
We Just Have To Win One More Game,
Then We Get To Play The Eagless
For The Championships.
Ok, That's Cool.
Yeah.
Hey, It's The Hogs!
The Only Team With Their Own Chef!
[Laughter]
So...What Are You Gonna Do On The 15th?
What?
The 15th.
If We Make It To The Playoffs,
That's The Day We Play The Eagles.
And It's Also The Day Of Your Cook-Off.
So What's It Gonna Be?
Well, I--
Yeah, That's What I Thought.
Hey, Why Are You Mad At Me
For Something That Might Not Even Happen?
Why Don't You Go Sit With The Girls, Swap Recipes?
Here's My Applesauce.
Maybe You Can Bake A Cake Out Of It Or Something.
Food Fight!
[Shrieking And Laughing]
You're Just Mad 'Cause You Couldn't Win A Baseball Game By Yourself
If Your Life Depended On It.
I'd Rather Win Like A Man
Than Cook Like A Girl.
Come On, You're Teammates!
Not Anymore. I Quit.
Eddie, No, You Can't!
[Whistle Blows]
I Don't Care What You Say,
But That Was Definitely The Greatest Food Fight
Of All Time.
I Mean, I Just Felt So Free--
Ok, So...
I'm Not The One Who Has To Clean The Cafeteria
Every Day For The Next Month,
But If You Look At It My Way--
Frankie.
You See?
There?
Like That.
Is That Applesauce In Your Hair?
Yeah, I'm Baking A Cake Later.
How Much Longer Do We Have To Do This?
Where Do You Have To Go?
I Hear Your Baseball Career Is Over.
Ok, Focus, People. Focus, People. Hmm?
This Is Crunch Time.
Magic Hour Is Just A Week Away,
And Neither Of You Can Chop To Save Your Life.
Ok, Now.
When It Comes To Julienneing,
There Are 2 Schools Of Thought.
There's The Ultra-Skinny
French Toothpick Style,
And Then There Is The More Robust
American Matchstick Style.
Now, Each Has Its Pros And Cons.
This Is So Stupid.
Who Cares How Big They Are?
Who Cares If They're In Cubes Or Stars
Or Little Sticks? They're Carrots!
And No Matter What You Do To Them,
They're Going To Taste Like Carrots.
This Is A Total Waste Of Time.
Hey!
I'm Guessing There's More.
Yeah, There's A Lot More.
I Hate Not Having Any Friends.
I Hate That My Dad Can Barely Look At Me.
I Hate That My Brothers Tease Me.
I Hate That Everybody Makes Fun Of Me
Because Of This Stupid Cook-Off,
And More Than Anything,
I Hate Chopping Up Vegetables.
Are You Through?
You May Hate All Those Things Now,
Eddie Ogden, But I'm Guessing...
That Deep Down, You Love Cooking Even More.
So Don't Talk Yourself Out Of Doing This
Just Because--
Look, Forget It. I'm Done.
I'm Going Back To Where I'm Supposed To Be.
Eddie--
[Sighs]
Do You Think That's Why Everybody Makes Fun Of Me?
Because I Love To Cook?
No! Oh, No.
There Are Plenty Of Other Reasons.
Ok, Back To Chopping.
Ok!
I Don't Want To Psych You Guys Out,
But We Beat The Cougars,
And We're In The Playoffs! Huh?
[Cheering]
Yeah! Ha Ha!
Where's Eddie?
Baking Cookies.
Ok, Now, Look. I Know You Guys Can Do This,
But It's Gonna Take A Little Strategy.
First, Keep The Ball Low
And Down The Third Base Line.
The Cougar Third Baseman-- He Can Catch Anything,
But He Throws Like A Real Girl.
He Can Barely Get It To First--
I Throw Like A Girl.
What?
I Throw Like A Girl Because I Am A Girl.
Hannah Throws Like A Girl, Too.
She's Just Good At It.
Kimberly, That-- That's Not What I Meant.
Why Is It A Compliment Every Time You Say
I Run Like A Boy,
But An Insult When You Say I Run Like A Girl?
Can't I Just Be A Good Runner Or A Bad Runner?
You Are A Bad Runner.
I Know That.
Everyone Knows That. But It's Not Because I'm A Girl.
It's Because I'm An Uncoordinated Dork
Like Marcus And Jordan.
Both: Hey!
The Cougars' Third Baseman Can't Throw,
Period.
Ok.
If There Aren't Any More Unresolved Issues--
My Dad's A Nurse.
What?
You Made Fun Of The Eagles' Coach For Being A Nurse.
Oliver, I'm Sorry. I Didn't Mean Anything--
He Saves People's Lives.
My Father Is A Florist.
And Why Do I Have To Be One Of The Guys?
Can't I Just Be Part Of The Team?
Hey, What's Everybody Standing Around For?
Db: What Are You Doing Here?
I'm Here To Play Some Baseball.
This Is Where I'm Supposed To Be,
Right, Dad?
Well--Right.
Definitely Right.
And Since That's Settled,
Let's Go Win Ourselves A Ballgame!
Yeah!
[Cheering]
[John Fogerty's "Centerfield" Begins]
My Old Man Was A Hairdresser.
♪ Well, I Beat The Drum ♪
♪ And Hold The Phone ♪
♪ The Sun Came Out Today ♪
♪ We're Born Again ♪
♪ There's New Grass On The Field ♪
♪ Just Rounding Third ♪
♪ And Headed For Home ♪
♪ It's A Brown-Eyed Handsome Man ♪
♪ Anyone Can Understand ♪
♪ The Way I Feel ♪
Ok, Groundhogs, 2 Outs!
One More Out, We Win!
Umpire: You're Out!
♪ Put Me In, Coach ♪
♪ I'm Ready To Play ♪
♪ Today ♪
♪ Put Me In, Coach ♪
♪ I'm Ready To Play ♪
Eddie! Eddie!
♪ Today ♪
Eddie! Eddie!
♪ Look At Me ♪
[Chanting Continues]
♪ Gonna Be ♪
♪ Centerfield ♪
[Cheering]
We're Out Of Pizza!
Oh, If I Had A Dollar For Every Time I Heard That...
[Doorbell Rings]
I Could Pay For These Extra Pizzas.
Don't Worry, Boys And Girls, Reinforcements Have Arrived.
Hey!
Good Game.
Thanks. You, Too.
Hi.
I'm Sorry, I Was Expecting The Pizza Guy.
You're Not Him.
Are You?
Somebody Wants Her Apron Back!
Well, I Wish We Had Something We Could Offer You.
Oh...
Cookies?
Ooh.
Thank You.
Eddie, You Know Why I'm Here.
You Need To Be At That Cook-Off Tomorrow.
Oh, I Can't.
Why?
The Groundhogs Are In The Playoffs.
Oh, Is That All?
Boy, Have You Walked Into The Wrong House. Heh.
It's The Biggest Game Of The Year,
And Everybody's Counting On Me.
He's Not Gonna Let His Team Down, Mrs. Hadley.
No. Apparently Just Himself.
Look, You've Got Bridget.
She'll Be Great.
Yeah. Bridget. Sure.
She Can...
Whisk Till The Cows Come Home.
But She Has No Passion,
She Has No...
No Instinct.
But You, Eddie Ogden, You Are...
You're A Natural.
It's...
It's What You Were Born To Do.
That Was A Little Melodramatic, Huh?
[Giggles]
Oh, I Was Afraid Of That.
That's What You Get For Practicing
In Front Of Your Cats.
Well, Alrighty, Then,
I Gave It The Old Cordon Bleu Try.
Well, Thanks For Coming.
And, Uh, Thanks For The Cookies.
They're Amazing.
Both: It's The Ginger.
You See, I'm Sorry For All This,
But It's Just That Eddie, He Has So Much Potential,
And I Want Him To Think Long-Term,
And I Know I Shouldn't Push--
Oh, No, But Sometimes You--You Have To.
Yeah.
Well, Good-Bye.
Good-Bye. Thanks For Coming, Mrs. Hadley.
Eddie.
Could You Do Me Just One Favor?
Sleep On It.
Don't Make Your Final Decision Till Tomorrow.
Please? Just Promise Me.
I Promise.
But, Uh, If I Know My Son,
I Wouldn't Count On It.
Well, I'm Sure Nobody Knows Him Better Than You.
[Salsa Music Begins]
Yes!
Another Home Run For Ogden?
I Think It Is.
It's High And Long...
Against The Back Fence, And It's...
[Crunch]
Good!
5, 4, 3, 2...
Hi, Everybody, I'm Bobby Flay,
And Welcome To The Million Dollar Cook-Off!
Today, 8 Talented Finalists
Will Tantalize Us With Spectacular Dishes
As They Compete For Prizes And Scholarships
For The Culinary Schools Of Their Dreams.
Nice, Bobby. Good.
Bridget: There's No Blender! I Can't Work Without A Blender!
Mrs. Hadley: We Need A Blender At Station 2!
Stat!
[Running Footsteps]
Man: Eddie Ogden.
Yeah!
Welcome, But, Uh... You Better Hustle
And Get Yourself Set Up, Here.
Oh, I'm Not Staying. I Just Kind Of Wanted To See Everything.
It's So Cool.
What Do You Mean, You're Not Staying?
Oh, I've Got A Game.
It's Kind Of Hard To Explain.
You Know, People Are Counting On Me,
And My Dad Is...
I Think I Get It.
Well...
Good Luck.
You'll Be Missed.
Thanks.
See Ya.
Hey...
How Do You Crack An Egg With One Hand?
Heh. You Stick Around And I'll Show You How.
I'm Gonna Be Late. See Ya.
Mom: I Don't Know Where He Is.
Why Are You Blaming Me?
I'm Sorry. It's Just--
I Don't Know.
I Don't Know Who He Is Anymore.
He Doesn't Tell Me Anything.
He Doesn't Tell You,
Or He's Telling You Things You Just Don't Want To Hear?
What's That Supposed To Mean?
Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad. Sorry I'm Late.
Ha Ha! Yes!
All: 1..2..3.. Go Groundhogs! Yeah!
You Made The Right Decision.
Now Let's Go Get 'Em, Huh?
Remember... It's All About Beating The Eagles.
I Remember.
Hey, Batter, Batter, Batter, Batter!
[Crowd Cheers]
Go Get 'Em.
Go, Eddie!
If It Isn't Little Eddie Crocker.
I Thought You Had Cupcakes To Bake.
Gee, You Know, I'd Love To Sit Around And Compare Recipes,
But...
I've Got Some Bases To Run.
Welcome Back To The Million-Dollar Cook-Off.
We Are Just Seconds Away
From Seeing These 8...
Well, Actually, 7 Young Chefs In Action.
When I Ring The Bell,
Every Contestant Will Have Exactly 2 Hours
To Present The Judges With A Complete Meal,
Using The Ingredients You See Here.
Easy, Easy, Easy.
And They Also Must Use All 4
Of Today's Secret Ingredients--
Chocolate, Chicken, Lemons,
And Check This Out...
Red-Hot Chili Peppers.
Ok, Not So Easy.
But I Bet You Eddie Could Win It
Using Nothing More Than A Pickle Fork
And A Bunsen Burner. Right, Eddie?
Why Are You Watching That?
Well, Eddie Might Not Be On Tv,
But His Name Was.
That's Pretty Cool.
Go, Eddie. Eye On The Ball. Eye On The Ball.
Umpire: Strike One!
If It Was That Cool,
He'd Be There.
Ok, Eddie.
Focus, Eddie. Focus.
So, On Your Mark...
Umpire: Strike 2!
Get Set...
Strike 3! You're Out!
Cook!
Cook-Off Announcer: And They're Off.
The Is The Scariest And Most Exciting Time For These Youngsters...
Turn That Off.
Game Announcer: And At The End Of 2 Innings,
The Score Is Tied 3-3.
All Right, Come On, Groundhogs! Let's Go! Easy Out!
Safe!
Off The Bag.
Announcer: Eagles Lead 4-3.
Ok, Groundhogs, Focus, Focus, Focus!
Eddie, Get In The Game!
Get In The Game!
All Right, Come On, Jordan! Let's Go!
Ok, Come On. Eye On The Ball! Eye On The Ball!
What's Wrong With Eddie?
We've Never Seen Him Play This Bad.
Yeah, He Better Pull Himself Together.
Or What?
What Do You Mean, Or What?
Or We're Gonna Lose, That's Or What.
And Turn That Off. I Don't Think Your Cook-Off Play-By-Plays
Are Helping.
Well, I Don't Think That You Making Him Choose
Between Cooking And Having Friends
Is Helping, Either, Db.
What? Now You've Completely Lost It.
See, This Is What Happens
When You Forget To Wear A Batting Helmet.
Umpire: Strike One!
All Right, Jordan, Let's Go!
Eddie's Here Because He Wants To Be Here.
Because He Wants To Beat The Eagles.
Is That Why You're Here?
No, I'm Here Because I Love Baseball.
Yeah, Kind Of Like Eddie And Cooking, Huh?
Yeah!
[Crowd Cheering]
All Right! I'll Just Hit Jordan Home
And We're Back In This.
But Without Eddie, We Can't Win.
Dad: Let's Go, Eddie!
Oh, Man.
Hey, Ogden.
Why Is It Always Up To You?
What?
"Eddie, Hit A Home Run."
"Eddie, Make That Play. Eddie, Save Us."
Why Don't You Let Us Do It For A Change?
Do We Want To Say Eddie Did This For Us
Or That We Won It For Ourselves?
Hey, I'm Just Trying To Help.
Help? We Don't Need Your Help.
We Don't Want Your Help. In Fact, We Don't Want You.
You're Better Off Baking Some Pies
At Some Stupid Contest Than Here.
All Right?
All: Right!
So Go.
You Go Do What You Have To Do
And Let Us Do What We Have To Do.
Batter Up!
Help Me Out Here, Guys.
All: Go! Get Out Of Here!
So You Guys Are Really Cool?
Oh, Give Me That. You're Not The Only One
Who Can Hit In A Couple Of Runs.
[Crowd Cheering]
Yeah!
See?
Kimberly, Run! Go!
[Cheering And Shouting]
So You Going, Or What?
I'm Going.
I Think I Should Have About An Hour And A Half Left.
Wish Me Luck.
All Right.
So, What?
That's It?
You're Quitting?
No, I'm Not Quitting. I'm Starting.
You Wouldn't Understand. I Gotta Go.
You'll Get There Quicker If I Drive You.
Thanks.
Eddie!
Good Thing The Eagles' Coach Is A Nurse,
'Cause I Think Mr. Ogden's Gonna Need One.
Uh-Oh. Looks Like A Late Entry Has Just Arrived!
Come On!
What? No Fair!
He Can't Do That!
Can He Do That?
Welcome Back, Eddie, But You Know, We Can't Give You Any More Time.
There's Only An Hour And 3 Minutes Left.
I Can Do It!
Oh! See? I Can't Get Him To Clean The Bathroom,
But He'll Stick His Hand Up A Chicken's Butt.
At The End Of 3 1/2, Eagles 6, Groundhogs 4.
So, At The End Of 4, Eagles 6, Groundhogs 5.
We're At The 30-Minute Point And Cutting It Close.
Eddie Ogden Is Coming On Strong.
Well, Folks, The Groundhogs Are Really Putting Up A Fight.
At The End Of 5, Eagles Lead 8-6.
Good Job.
You're Up. You're Up.
Cook-Off Announcer: This Is Where The Lack Of Time
Is Really Gonna Hurt Him. There Is No Room For Mistakes.
Eddie: Ok, Don't Panic.
Chocolate Tarts Instead Of Chocolate Pie.
Problem Solved.
Strike 3! You're Outta Here!
Longo: That's All Right, Db.
All Right. Good Job.
Come On, Eddie!
What's The Matter?
It Looks Bad. He's Rushing.
I Don't Think He Has Enough Time.
Batter Up!
[Sighs]
Man...One Of Us Should've Gone To Help Him.
Everyone Else Has People Helping Them.
Hank!
Uh, Yeah. Sorry.
Hannah, You're Up!
Get Out There, Hannah! Let's Do It!
Whoo!
All Right. Bases Loaded, 2 Outs.
You're The Man!
Uh--Girl-- I Mean...
It's Ok.
Oh, No! It's My Mom!
No! Hannah, We Can't Do This Now!
I Said, ♪ Hey, Hey ♪
♪ What Do I Say ♪
♪ Come On, Groundhogs, Time To Play ♪
Yeah! Groundhogs Rock!
Hannah...
Oh, Hey, Mom.
Your Forgot Your Pom-Poms.
Oh. Thanks For Bringing Them.
See You At Home.
Umpire: Groundhogs!
I--Hannah!
Mom, I'm Not A Cheerleader, I've Never Been A Cheerleader,
Nor Will I Ever Be One.
But I Am One Of The Best Shortstops In The League,
And A Decent Batter When I Remember To Keep My Elbow Up.
You And Can Rant And Scream All You Want,
But It's Gonna Have To Wait Until After I Bat.
[Cheering]
Well, Then You'll Probably Need This.
My Batting Glove?
I Found It In Your Jeans This Morning.
Hannah, Honey, I'm Only Disappointed
That You Thought That I Wouldn't Support You
Doing Something That You Love.
Final Warning!
Really? So You Don't Mind?
No. But We'll Talk After The Game.
Right Now...
Go Show Your Mother What You Can Do!
Thanks, Mom.
Go!
[Cheering]
Go Get 'Em.
Umpire: Strike One!
All Right, Hannah! That's The Way To Play!
Wait For Your Pitch!
Ball!
All Right, Hannah!
Hank: What Are You--
Sleeping Out Here?
You've Been Calling Balls Strikes, Strikes Balls. Do You Have Any Idea
What Those Words Actually Mean?
Now, That Last Call Was In Your Favor.
Well, Maybe, If You'd Keep Your Eyes Open For A Change,
We'd Get Some Decent Calls!
There's No Reason For You To Go--
There's No Reason That These Kids,
Who Have Worked So Long And So Hard, Should Lose
Because Some Screw-Up Doesn't Know The First Thing About Baseball!
I Swear, One More Word Out Of You,
And You're Out Of This Game.
Oh, Yeah?
[Crowd Boos]
I Dare You!
That's 3! You Are Outta Here!
No Problem.
Hannah, Keep Your Elbow Up.
Go, Groundhogs!
Announcer: It Looks Like Ogden
Is Finally Getting Some Reinforcements.
I Don't Know When I've Seen So Many Pairs Of Cleats In The Kitchen.
Dad, What Are You Doing Here?
Well, I Figure This Means So Much To You
That I Must Be Missing Something.
So Maybe You Can Show Me
Why It's So Important To You.
Now?
Now? No.
Not Now. Later.
Now, I Just Thought Maybe You Could Use A Little Help.
Well, All I've Got Is A Burnt Pie
And A Bubbling Pot Of Chocolate,
So, Yeah, I Could Use A Lot Of Help.
Ok. So, Just Tell Me What To Do, Coach.
Ok. I'll Chop These,
You Crack A Couple Of Those Eggs Into That Bowl.
What? Aren't I Doing It Right?
Strike!
Eddie, Less Than 2 Minutes.
I Swear, If That Meringue Doesn't Set Up, Your Life Is Over!
All Right. Put The Peppers On.
Where? On The Chocolate?
Yeah. Hurry.
Eddie, Whoever Heard Of--
Dad!
Ok!
Announcer: Well, Folks, This Is It,
The Groundhogs' Last Chance.
With 2 Outs And 2 On And A Winning Run At The Plate,
And The Eagles Leading 8-6.
Let's Go, Db!
[Cheering]
Easy Out!
You Got To Hit A Triple To Tie And A Homerun To Win.
There's No Way You're Even Making It To First.
Oh, Yeah? Just Watch Me.
Strike One!
Aah! It's Ok! It's All Right.
Hey! I'm Talking!
Can't You See He's Trying To Distract Me?
Strike 2!
All: Come On, Db, Pay Attention!
Eddie, Less Than 30 Seconds.
Chocolate Chicken?
I Think He's Lost It.
No, No, No, No, No. It's Molé.
And Chicken Wrapped In Bacon Has Just Hit The Table.
It Sure Smells Like A Winner.
Dad, Get The Lemon Custard Out Of The Fridge.
Boys, Chanting: Eddie! Eddie!
Eddie, Eddie...
With Not A Moment To Spare,
Chicken Molé Makes A Welcome Appearance.
Dad, Come On! 15 Seconds!
Eddie, This Lemon Thing...
It Didn't Set?
All Right, Not Enough Time.
Uh...
Bring It Home, David! Bring It Home!
You Don't Have Lemon.
You're Supposed To Have Something With Lemon.
Crowd: 10, 9...
Dad!
7, 6...
5, 4...
3, 2, 1!
There! I Got Lemon!
Yeah, All Right!
Yes!
Time's Up.
Loser...
All: Run!
Frankie: Coming Through!
Umpire: Safe!
Announcer: Unbelievable!
All Tied Up!
Bobby: Now, Before We Announce The Winner,
I Would Just Like To Say, This Has Been One Tough Competition.
You Demonstrated Your Creativity,
You Showed Us Your Passion,
And A Future At The Stove
Is Bright For Each And Every One Of You.
Today Alone Has Been One Amazing Achievement.
And Now, The Winner...
Of The One-Million-Dollar Scholastic Cook-Off...
Is Bridget Simmons!
Safe!
Simons!
Yes! I Won, I Won!
Well, That's It.
Thanks For Watching, Everybody,
And Until Next Year, I'm Bobby Flay
For The Million-Dollar Cook-Off.
Eddie... I'm Sorry.
Don't Worry, Dad. It's No Big Deal.
Eddie...
Hey, What Happened?
Well, Bridget Creamed Him
With Her Lemon Meringue Angel Food Pie.
Come On, Sport, You Gave It Your Best Shot.
Yeah, But I Struck Out.
You Didn't Strike Out.
Bridget Just Hit It Out Of The Park.
Either Way, I Lost.
Hey, Eddie, Come On.
What A Game, Huh?
This Wasn't About You Winning.
It Was About You Doing Something That You Love.
And You Know What?
You're Really Good At It.
You're A Kid With A Lot Of Gifts,
And A Lifetime To Sort Them Out, So...
Cook, Play Baseball, Take Up Lawn Bowling...
That's Something Else I Don't Understand.
Just Remember, Win Or Lose...
I'm Always On Your Team.
[All Shouting]
Hey, We Heard The News, Man. Sorry.
It's Ok.
I'm Cool.
And You Know What They Say-- If You Can't Take The Heat...
All: Stay Out Of The Kitchen.
Look, Guys...
I'm Really Sorry If I Let You Down.
Yeah.
For Once, We Actually Had To Rely On Ourselves.
And Guess What--
All: We Won!
[Cheering]
Hey, You!
Big-Time Chef Guy...
Yeah?
Everybody Says
You Know Everything About Food.
Well, Here's Something That You Don't Know.
Eddie Ogden Is The Best Cook
In This Whole Dumb Cook-Off, And You Know It.
Hey, No Arguments Here.
So, Why Didn't He Win?
Why Isn't He Holding Up The Trophy, Doing The Rocky Dance?
Check Him Out. Come On, Check Him Out.
He Looks Like A Winner To Me.
I Feel You, Man.
All Right.
So, Who Wants To Celebrate?
Let's Go Get Something To Eat.
Eddie Dogs?
All: Yeah!
[Chanting] Eddie! Eddie! Eddie! Eddie...
Hey, What About Me?
I'm The Winner. I'm Hungry, Too.