All right, Bulldogs,
if we beat the Mustangs this week,
we'll be sittin' pretty for the playoffs.
- Ah, that's no problem for me, Coach.
I already sit pretty.
I also stand pretty and kneel pretty, see?
- You're also "pretty" annoying.
Okay, QB, run the offense.
Everybody, lineup!
Okay, trick right, wide hook, x-post.
On one, on one.
Set! Hike!
- Dawson, are--are you okay?
- I--I think so.
- Oh, maybe not. - Oh! Oh!
- I'm hurt, too.
- Are you all right, Bella? What happened?
- It's my shoulder. - It's my pinky!
- Oh, no, we need you, Bella.
We need you, too, Newt.
- Oh, this can't be happening.
- All right, keep going with practise.
I'm gonna take Bella to the doctor.
I'm sorry, Newt.
I thought you were just faking for the attention.
- No, I seriously stubbed this thing.
- All right, come to the doctor, too.
- Wait up! I can't walk that fast with a bad pinky.
Ow! Ow! Ow! Wait up! Come back!
- ♪
- ♪ You won't find me in the bleachers ♪
- ♪ Yeah that girl is one of us ♪
- ♪ I'm made of spice and sugar ♪
- ♪ She's pretty... she's pretty tough ♪
- ♪ Then add a little glitter ♪
- ♪ She off in a cloud of dust ♪
- ♪ And you get... you get... ♪
- ♪ A game changer, play maker ♪
♪ Take the ball, she'll see ya later ♪
- ♪ I'm on a dreamlike, teamlike ♪
♪ Livin' like one of the boys ♪
- ♪ She got it goin', goin', she got it goin' on ♪
- ♪ Play like Friday night ♪
♪ Kickin' like one of the boys ♪
- ♪ She got it goin', goin', she got it goin' on ♪
- ♪ One of the boys ♪
ys-- I have to sit out
today's practise to rehab my bruised pinky.
- Take the week off. - See ya, Monday.
- Oh, no, Bella, did you break something?
- You're not gonna have to quit football, are you?
- If you do, can we have your towels?
- They're so soft.
- How do you know about my towels?
- We should go.
- Relax, guys, the doctor said it's just a sprained shoulder.
- I'm sorry. I once had a pig who had a sprained shoulder.
We had to ice him and nurse him back to health for two months.
- Did he get better?
- Yep, just in time for Christmas dinner.
- What? - What?
He had his own seat at the table.
He was an indoor pig.
- BELLA, TROY, COACH: Ahhh...
- I appreciate the concern,
but I should be back and playing again in a week or so.
- Well, it looks like you're our QB until Bella gets back, Troy.
- The Wonder Boy is back.
- Yeah, I guess the Wonder Boy is back.
♪ Uh-huh, I'm awesome ♪
♪ Uh-huh-- ♪ - Uh, yeah.
Dawson, when you have a second, can I have a word?
- Sure, Coach.
- Hey, Bella, do you have the red practise jersey
for your new QB?
- Yeah, uh, right here. - Thanks.
Uh, Bella? - Sorry.
Oh, and I had to widen it a bit in the bicep area.
You're workin' with some real pipe cleaners there, kiddo.
- Hey, I am built for speed, not power.
Right? - Yeah, sure.
- Look, Dawson, the best thing for a bad shoulder is rest.
If you don't let it heal properly,
you could end up like me.
I wake up in the morning and I sound like microwave popcorn.
- But, Coach, I don't want to rest.
If I miss a lot of games, you might replace me.
- You're our best QB, Dawson.
My point is your job is safe.
Thanks, Coach.
I'm so relieved.
Hey, while I'm healing up,
I could teach Troy the new offense.
- Uh, yeah, I don't know, Dawson.
I don't wanna take any chances with the sprain getting worse.
- Hey, guys, good news.
I just came up with a play where I throw a pass to myself!
I call it "The Troy to Troy Connection."
So, we'll talk?
- Teach him, Dawson. Teach him now.
- Attention, everyone. We're starting a new unit.
So we will be switching lab partners.
- Aw, he's gonna break us up.
- Pete, you're with Jonathan.
Pepper, you're with Alan.
Sophie, you're with, uh... - Please be me. Please be me.
- ...Newt. Sophie, you're with Newt.
- Yes!
- But, Mr. Matu-- - I don't want to hear it.
It took me 45 minutes to figure out this seating chart.
It's not going to change.
- Ready to have some fun? You don't know this yet,
but I'm the best lab partner in all of Silverado.
Right, Alan? - It's true. He's a lab god.
- Good to know.
- Oh, and I smell good, too.
Wanna take a whiff of my cologne?
I already have.
- The whole room has.
- Okay, Troy, we've added a lot of new plays
since the last time you were QB.
So, I'm gonna get you up to speed.
- Yeah, well, don't do too good of a job,
or else I might end up taking your spot.
- Yeah, right, like that's ever gonna happen.
Okay, let's look at some film from our last game.
The defense is in a cover two zone.
You have three possible receivers here.
See how I find Sawyer open--
- Great oogly-moogly, Troy the Wonder Boy
is blazin' down the field.
He's so fast, he's got time to spare.
Oh, he's even headin' over
to the opposing team's cheerleaders.
Get those figures, Troy. - Troy!
Stop playing with dollies and pay attention.
Now, open up your playbook and let's go over the game plan.
- Bella, look, I don't need a game plan.
We both know The Troy already has game.
Ooh, I wonder if Coach has any magnetic cheerleaders.
- Give me that!
- Ow! Oh, no, it's getting worse.
- Sorry, that was me.
- ♪
- Something pretty for someone pretty.
- Uh, thanks. Uh, I'll cherish this.
Okay, today I just wanna focus on chemistry.
- So do I--specifically "our" chemistry.
- Come on, Newt.
- Even he knew that was a bit much,
and he knows nothing about women.
Sorry.
- No, It's true. I'm an only child.
And I have two dads.
- All right, time to start the lab.
Let's flip on those Bunsen burners.
- How about a little romantic music
to go with the candlelight?
- Okay. - What are you doing?
- Mr. Matu, I'm sorry.
I know you worked really hard on the seating chart,
but can I please have a new lab partner?
- Why? What's going on?
- Newt is driving me crazy.
- Yeah, I can see that.
How about Alan? - Great. I love Alan.
Who's Alan? - I'm Alan.
- Oh, sweet, that dude. Let's do this.
- Okay, who are you throwing to when you call
a jet 2, wide 6, x-post?
Nice try, Bella.
I know a fake play when I hear one.
- It's right there on the armband I made you.
It's the first play!
- Oh. My bad.
It's okay, okay? I don't need that play anyway.
- Come on, Troy, we face the Mustangs in two days.
- Bella, quit riding me, okay? I know what I'm doing.
I have played quarterback before.
- Okay, then how about a little challenge?
You play quarterback with the offense
and I'll coach the defense.
- You're on.
All right, Wonder Boy offense on one.
- Ready? - Break!
- Watch and learn.
Set! Hut!
- Set! Hut!
- ♪
Oh, sorry.
I thought you were gonna run it.
- You told them all my plays.
- No, I just reminded them
that you always go to the same three plays--
run right, run left, and run up the middle.
- Don't forget--Coach tells me to pass it
and I run it anyway.
- Yeah, but...but...
I can still lead us to victory.
- Bella's right.
If they stopped us without any prep,
imagine what the Mustangs will do.
- Troy, let's talk.
I think I know what your problem is.
You're not comfortable passing the ball,
so you keep running it.
- That is not true.
But if it were, how would you fix it?
- I would listen to me.
Troy, you have a great arm. You just need to use it more.
- All right, but I don't think it's gonna work.
Offense, line up.
Okay, guys...
jet 2, wide 6, x-post.
- ♪
- Blue 42! Blue 42!
Set! Hut!
- Troy, you were great. I told you you could do it.
- Great job coaching Troy, Dawson.
In fact, no need to hurry back after your injury.
He's got everything under control.
- Yeah, I couldn't have done it without your help, Bella.
- Well, I was just trying to make the team better.
- And you did. You definitely made me better.
Maybe even better than you. - I did?
Wonder Boy! Wonder Boy!
- I made Troy better than me.
- Yeah, that's right. The Wonder Boy is back as QB.
Did you miss me?
- Yeah! - No.
- Yeah, ya did.
- Did y'all see that first touchdown?
Troy was like...gotcha!
Then he was all like... Whew! Whew!
I made ya look.
- Then he was like--
- I will pay for that.
Hold on. I paid for it. I'm gonna eat it.
- You see, the defense thought I was gonna run the ball.
But what they didn't realize is that The Troy has levels.
- You know, Troy,
you did have a little help reaching those levels.
- You're right.
Guys, let's not forget the job Bella did--
on the sidelines. Give it up for our former QB, huh?
- Former? Now hold on. - Hey, but let's be honest.
This type of genius cannot be taught.
- That's why Troy is my hero.
- I thought I was your hero.
- Nope.
- Look at us--just a couple of wounded warriors cast aside--
me, by Sophie, and you, by the team.
- I might be wounded, but I'm not cast aside, Newt.
- Bella, step aside.
Yes, it goes right there...
in front of that big-arm jersey.
- Sha-booyah! Am I right, y'all?
- That's it. I'm gonna get my sha-booyah back.
- Oh, wait, I'll come with.
Ow! Ow!
Man, this injury is tough.
- ♪
This chem class is so boring.
- Wow, it looks like a green volcano.
- Someone help me.
- Look what I brought today, Bunsen buddy.
I know you like French stuff, so I'm making chocolate fondue.
- Très bon. Newt, what will you think of next?
- Are you making fondue in my class?
- Uh, well... we finished the assignment
and we decided to do an extra credit experiment
about the effect of heat
on theobromine particles in chocolate.
Try some?
- Don't mind if I fon-do.
Don't tell anyone I said that.
- Nice save, lab partner.
- I can't believe this.
Pepper doesn't look miserable or annoyed
and Newt actually seems fun?
Alan, was Newt like this when he was with you?
- I'm sorry, I don't like gossip.
- Someone, please help me.
- Get 'em up. Get 'em up.
- Feels good. I can do this.
All right, Bulldogs, your QB's back.
- Dawson, what are you doing here?
Where's your sling? - My arm's all better.
I guess my doctor forgot to tell you.
But don't call him, though, because he's...
super busy saving shoulders.
- Really? - Mm-hm.
- Well, I don't know about this.
Look, I told you we were good with Troy.
- Yeah, I thought you were helping
from the sidelines, Bella.
- Nope. I'm ready and I'm going to prove it.
Bella's back, baby.
- Don't call me baby. It's weird.
- Sawyer, run a vine hook.
Not that long.
A little closer.
Whoo!
Just catching up on the short passing game.
Looks good.
- Guys, take a breather.
Dawson, get over here.
Look, Dawson, if you're not ready,
you need to put that sling back on.
- No, no, I'm ready. I'm a better quarterback
with one arm, than he is with two, so...
- Oh, yeah?
Then why is my jersey up at the Starcade and not yours?
- I don't know.
Maybe because you're a self-centered butt nugget.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.
Look, Dawson, I don't know where
this bad attitude is coming from,
but I don't want it on my field.
Go home.
- Fine. I'll go home. I don't need to be here.
But I do need this sling.
And this ice pack.
And does anybody have any ibuprofen?
Aw, forget it.
- ♪
- ...and then Coach kicked me off the field--
like I did something wrong.
Can you believe that?
- Okay, don't get mad at me.
But, um, it sounds like maybe you were being
a little bit of a... butt nugget.
Me?
- Bella, I'm just being honest.
Look, I know sitting out like this is killing you.
- It's just so unfair.
I've been winning all season,
but now Coach loves Troy again.
What if, when I'm better,
I'm not even the quarterback anymore?
- Did you join the team to be quarterback,
or did you join because you love the Bulldogs
and you wanted to help them win?
Who's more important-- Bella or the team?
- I've worked so hard to get here.
- I know, mama.
But I'm sure you'll do the right thing.
You always do.
- When did you get so smart?
Abuela says I'm wise beyond my years.
Abuela also has a crush on Dr. Phil,
so she's kinda all over the place.
- Thanks, Sophie.
- Today, in class, I'm gonna tell Mr. Matu
we're doing an extra credit project on carbonation
and we're gonna make our own Italian sodas.
- Newt, you're the best lab partner ever.
- See you in there. - Acid and base--fizz!
- Hey, Pepper, you know, I think I've let you suffer enough.
I feel guilty.
Maybe I should be Newt's lab partner again.
- No, no, no, no. It's really not a problem.
I'm having a great time.
- Fine. I'll be honest.
I've seen you hanging out with Newt,
and it looks like a lot of fun.
Will you trade with me?
- Wait. You wanna go with Newt?
- I know it sounds crazy, like really crazy,
like monay-nay cra-cra, but...
Please?
- Okay. But you have to trade me your lunch.
My mom bought a ten-pound bag of kale
and she's determined to use every leaf.
- But I've got tamales today.
- Oooh. I know.
I can smell them through your locker.
Do we have a deal?
- Fine.
- Uh, wait, you didn't take my lunch.
- Yeah, I know.
- ♪
- Hey, Newt, good news. I'm your lab partner again.
- Good news? That's spectacular news.
Unless you're joking.
Please don't toy with my emotions.
- I'm not.
So, what's fun Newt have planned for today?
- Well, after we finish the assignment,
I'm gonna make some Italian sodas.
- Cool.
- Cherry-flavored for my sweet, beautiful cherry blossom.
- Okay, um, can I have the fun Newt
and not the cheesy, romantic Newt?
For example, when we're talking about chemistry,
we're not... talking about chemistry.
- Do you really think my voice is that deep?
Newt, please.
- I'm sorry. It's just you're asking for a lot.
- Okay, how's this?
Uh, one minute out of every hour
you can be the cheesy, romantic Newt.
But the other 59, you have to be fun Newt.
I like fun Newt.
I want to hang out with him more often.
- You know, I think I can do that.
- Great. I'm glad we had this talk.
So, let's start making some sodas.
- Wait a minute, I thought you were with Newt.
- I'm sorry. We switched back without telling you.
- It's like none of you respect my seating chart.
- ♪
- Can I talk to you guys for a second?
- Coach, she has been crazy all week.
Whatever she has to say, don't listen to her.
- I'm here to apologize. - Proceed.
- I'm sorry for how I've been acting.
Because, the truth is...
whether I'm starting quarterback or not,
I still wanna help the Bulldogs.
- Well, I appreciate that, Dawson.
- If Troy is going to be the starter,
then I'll be the best backup I can be.
I'll help get him ready for games, review game film,
and I'll even let him use my towels.
And I've got the best towels in the school.
Ask Ricky and Luis.
No, seriously, ask them how they know.
- Yeah, look, Dawson, Troy and I have been talking
and you need to understand something.
When you're all healed up,
you're going back to being my starting quarterback.
- Are you serious?
- Bella, look, I hate to say this,
I mean, I really hate to say this,
I mean, in the future, I might deny saying this, but--
- Troy!
- Look, Bella, you're the better quarterback.
In one week, you were able to show me
a whole new way to play the position.
You basically won the last game for us--
and you were on the sidelines.
You're the number one QB, Bella.
And everybody knows it.
- You guys.
You don't understand how happy this makes me feel.
I thought I'd screwed up and lost my dream.
- Your dreams are right here, Dawson--
waiting for you to heal up.
But, please, take care of that shoulder.
You don't wanna end up like this...
Whoa, my shoulder didn't pop that time!
It might be getting better.
Oh!
I should go to a doctor.
Yeah.
- ♪
Bring it in, Bulldogs!
I have some big news.
- All right, all right, I didn't wanna make a big scene,
but, yes, I am back from my horrific pinky injury.
- I was gonna say-- - I'm back, y'all!
- I'll just assume half of these cheers are for me.
- Yeah, sure. All right.
- Okay, I was thinking,
now that you're back to receiver, wouldn't it be fun
to still throw a touchdown pass every now and then?
- Well, yeah, but how's that gonna happen?
- Well, I've come up with a new play.
Huddle up!
- ♪
♪ Oh don't you dare look back♪
- On one, on one. Are you ready?
- ♪ I said your holding back ♪
♪ She said shut up and dance with me ♪
♪ This woman is my destiny ♪
- Go wide 8! Go wide 8! Go wide 8!
Hut!
- ♪ This woman is my destiny ♪
♪ She said ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Shut up and dance with me ♪
♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Shut up and dance with me ♪
♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Shut up and dance with me ♪
♪
- The Wonder Boy to Bella Connection!
- Sha-booyah! - Don't say that.
- I'm sorry, it's just so catchy!
Okay!
- ♪ This woman is my destiny ♪
♪ She said ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Shut up and dance with me ♪
- Wow, Newt, this is so good.
And I can't believe we're getting extra credit for it.
- You deserve it.
This soda is an excellent example of carbonation.
- And it's delicious.
- And what she said.
- What did I tell you? I'm the best lab partner ever.
- Okay, your romantic minute starts now.
- My favorite part of the day!
Your hair's like silk, your eyes are sultry,
and you smell like night-blooming jasmine.
Your personality is truly one of a kind.
You look great when you wear red and blue and magenta...
and violet and sage and blue-green and green-blue...
not really orange, but you're still perfect.
- Perfect? Aw.
You just earned yourself another minute.
Really?
Can I play some music?
- Don't push your luck.