Wishbone (1995) s01e10 Episode Script

What's the story, Wishbone?
What's this your dreaming of?
Such big imagination
On such a little pot
What's the story, Wishbone?
Do you think it's worth a look?
It kind of seems familiar
Like a story from a book
Shake a leg now, wishbone
Let's wag another take
Sniffin' out adventure with
Wishphone on the trail.
Come on Wishphone.
Watch the story, Wishphone.
Watch the story, Wish Phone.
Wish phone.
Watch the story, wish phone.
Watch the story, wish phone.
Watch the story, wish phone.
Boy, oh boy! Am I thirsty?
Okay, what we have here
is an empty bowl, people.
Just get a little bit of condensation
off the side of the blow.
I got my tongue stout.
Help, you can't do.
Gosh, what does a guy have to
do to get a drink around here?
Ah! Perfect timing!
I'm thirsty. You guys
want something to drink?
Sure. Okay, I'll get the glasses.
I'll take water.
Nice. Come here.
Why did Jeff Kelly have
to sprain his knee?
Just when our championship
game was coming up.
Now we don't have a leading score.
And I don't have a bowl. Hello.
How are we ever gonna take
on a blast without Jeff?
They're the best soccer
club in the whole state.
Well, you guys have gotten a lot better
ever since David's dad took over coaching.
Yeah, but without Jeff, it's hopeless.
Hopeless? Have you ever
tried to get a bowl
out from under a cabinet with your nose?
Attention, everyone! I
need a human retriever!
Hey, I can play.
You know, my team was
undefeated last year,
and I did lay the team
in breakaway goals.
Excuse me! I'm the one who
can use some help. Here!
Sam, we need a Ford who can
score against the blast.
Hmm. Joe, she is a good player, and
her team was undefeated last year.
Yeah.
Yeah. Why not?
Hmm. Why did I decide to lick
the dish in that direction?
Well, we can talk to my dad, okay?
What about our team, Joe? Remember?
You get the dish. I get what's in it.
Let's practice that.
Okay, but when can we talk to your dad?
About Monday after school?
Okay. And when's the next practice?
And Tuesday.
I'm losing hope. Someone notice me!
Oh, poor wish fell.
You lost your bowl, didn't you, boy?
Oh, you could say that.
You're thirsty?
Oh, am I thirsty?
Ha ha!
Oh, and hungry, too.
I'm thinking a tuna fish
sandwich on wheat bread,
just a touch of mayonnaise.
Here you go, boy.
But this will be fine.
Oh, thank you, Sam. Thank you.
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm.
Ah, Sam to the rescue.
Champion of the underdog.
Giving water to the thirsty.
Hope to the hopeless.
Hey.
That reminds me of the
story of Joan of Arc.
When France was thirsting for
freedom and had almost given up hope,
Joan of Arc led them to
victory over the English.
She saved the day way back in 1429.
The American author Mark Twain was
inspired to write a book about her
nearly 400 years later.
He mixed some history
with his own imagination
to tell his version of her life story.
According to Twain,
Joan is a simple shepherdess
who can neither read nor write.
Her best friend is Louis de Com.
One cold winter's night,
Joan and Louis are
with family and friends
when a stranger comes to their door.
Woo! That's cold!
The stranger is a ragged road straggler,
a victim of France's constant
wars with the English.
It is a blessed thing to have a fire
like that on such a night.
And rich food, loving
friends to talk with.
God help the homeless
on those that must trudge
the roads in this weather.
Sit down.
Ooh, I know that trick.
Did you hear me?
Sit down, I say.
I'm sitting. I'm sitting.
Father, he's hungry.
I can see.
We're being eaten out of house and home
by his like, and I'll endure it no more.
He has the face of a rascal, anyhow.
I know not if he's a rascal,
but he is hungry, father.
Let him have my porridge.
I do not need it.
Rascals are not entitled
to help from honest people.
Joan!
Joan, you'd better talk to your dad.
I'll watch the rascal.
Soon, she talked her father
into letting the strangers
stay and be fed.
And once he was full, he
kept us up half the night
with his stories about the war.
Thank you, madam.
Little maid, you have brought me
from death to life this night.
If only France could be brought
out of the grip of death
that this war holds on it.
What France needs is another hero.
Someone who has the courage to see
stand up against impossible odds.
Now, I must tell you something
I've not told another soul.
Great!
You know, I love a secret.
France will be rescued
and made great again.
But don't our soldiers run away
when they see the English coming?
Our soldiers will soon
trample the English underfoot.
We will face the enemy.
And we will win.
How?
I will lead them.
I am the one who will the one who will
will lead the armies
of France to victory.
Joan, don't you think you're
a little young for this?
I know. I'm only a child.
That's right. Don't you think you
ought to talk to your dad first?
No. I am going to talk to the king.
Wow!
Aren't you just a little bit scared?
I am.
But I won't let fear keep me
from doing the right thing.
Okay.
I'm not.
with you, Joan.
This may be the last time that we
ever sit together under this tree.
No matter what happens, let's
never forget this place.
Our place.
Well, Samantha, I've
just come on as coach,
and I'm not sure if the
league will allow for a new
player to be put on the roster
this late in the season.
Well, what about a dog?
Hey, check out this section.
Ah, Dad, the league rules state
that a tournament captain can
allow roster changes if they are
submitted in writing in advance.
Well, that's it!
Turn me up! I'm ready!
The tournament doesn't
even start until Friday.
Well
Dad, she's good. She really is.
And we're not going to be able to take on
the blast without some help at Forward.
They're awesome.
Excuse me, awesome.
Did you just see me with that frisbee?
Now, that was awesome.
It's true, we don't have a
replacement for Jeff Kelly.
And with him out, well, even though we
were just beginning to look like a team,
it's going to be hard.
Excuse me, Coach Barnes,
but couldn't you at least give her
a chance to try out with our team?
Well, we have one more practice
session before Friday's game.
Thanks, Mr. Barnes.
All right, Sam.
Don't worry, I'll coach
you through this one.
We'll make a great.
team. Just like Joan and Louie.
Joan and Louis.
Joan and Louis made it to the
king's palace, but the King
of France tried to hide himself
when Joan came to meet him.
He had heard of her claims that
she was destined to save France.
He wanted to see what kind of power
this simple farm girl possessed.
I must ask the king for a proper army
so that I might defeat the English.
This is the big time, Joan.
What have you gotten this into?
I really feel underdressed
for the occasion.
Oh, bow, Joan.
Talk about faux paws.
They cut off the heads that
don't bow before the king.
You're not the king.
What? What are you saying?
Look at the man. He's wearing a
crown. He's sitting on a throne.
Does this give you a little hint?
Your Royal Highness,
please excuse my friend.
It's her first time in the big
city. She's a little confused.
I Joan, not that way. Joan, we're
not supposed to leave the carpet.
God of grace, give you
long life, my dear king.
You have found me, even though
I'm wearing this disguise.
A great force is at work here.
What is it that you need
from me, my dear girl?
I need an army of your best men
to lead into battle against our
English oppressors.
Yep, you're right.
He is a king.
I can tell by the shoes.
No question about it.
These are king's shoes.
A maid who can find a king
hidden in a crowd must
have been sent here for
some greater purpose.
It shall be as you ask.
All right, Joan!
We're on our way!
Now it's time for Soccer by Samantha!
Okay, Sam, Sam.
Show us what you got.
Okay, Sam.
Watch me. Feet on the ball.
That's good. That's good.
I'm not banned for just two feet.
Yes, yes, yes.
Magic, magic, right around.
Come on, gather around.
So, how'd I do?
Sam? You're in.
Yeah.
And the blast better watch out!
Yeah!
Right here! Right here!
Yeah!
A team is born.
I'm going to do what?
Well, I don't see the big deal.
I mean, Coach Barnes let me
try out of practice last night.
And I did fine. That's a lot of pressure.
I'm just trying to help out my friends.
That's all.
Aren't you scared?
Not really.
I mean, it's just a game.
A championship game.
And the blasts always win.
The magic is going to get killed.
The magic is going to get killed.
Come on in. It's open.
If you're not afraid of
the watchdog on duty.
Ellen?
In the study.
I'm here with the new story.
player for the magic.
Congratulations, Sam.
Are you excited about the game?
Um, I think so.
I mean, I was excited.
Now I'm kind of nervous.
Well, that's only natural.
Yeah, it's not easy to
step in at the last minute.
That really takes guts.
I didn't think it was going
to be such a big deal.
But now that everyone at
school is talking about it,
the more they talk,
the more nervous I get.
Well, you volunteered because of
you're a good player and because
your friends need you, right?
Right.
Well, that's all that counts.
That's right.
The athlete must not allow the public
to disturb her concentration.
But
I'm afraid I'm going
to let everyone down.
I know how you feel.
You see, I was on a softball
team when I was in college,
and during my senior year, it
was the last game of the season,
game was tied, bases were loaded,
and guess who steps up to the plate?
yours truly I was so nervous.
Well, what happened?
Well, after two strikes, I hit
a home run and we won the game.
Wow.
How exciting!
See, even if you're scared, just
concentrate on playing the game.
And remember, win or lose,
we're all very proud of you.
That's right.
Go, Sam!
Okay, well, I guess I better
get ready for the game.
Okay, bye.
Great, I know it.
Go!
She's so nervous!
I know.
Oh, she's going to be fine.
Are you guys coming to the game?
We wouldn't miss it.
We'll be there!
Okay!
Oh, I forgot to say something.
Lead the charge and win the battle, Sam!
My lady, a message.
This Lord Talbot and his English forces,
our troops are being beaten back.
If there are a dozen of you who
are not cowards, it's enough.
There are a hundred of us who
will fight to the death for you.
No, for France.
Hey!
Thank you very much.
We will carry them by storm.
Follow me, French hearts.
Follow me!
The battle has begun!
The battle has begun!
Hello, Sammy!
Yeah, girl!
Take it all the way, Sam!
Take it to the outside, Sam!
Sam! Go to the corner!
Shoot, baby, shoot!
Shoot, baby, shoot!
Boom!
Yeah!
Oh!
Right you go, Sammy!
I'm so close.
Victory is almost ours.
I can taste it!
Oh, and a bad time.
Oh!
Did
I come in a bad time? Charge!
Joan!
You're
wounded! You must fall back! No,
my friend. Not yet.
Help me up.
The place is yours!
The place is yours!
Enter in! Fugulgo!
saw the assault! Now then, all together!
Go!
In a thousand years, a thousand years,
the English will not rise from this blow.
Oh, friends.
Friends!
Do you know?
Do you comprehend?
Friends is on the way to be free!
It would have never been,
but for Joan Navarre!
Yes!
You did it, Joan.
Okay, everybody, listen up.
Now, the game ended in
the one-to-one tire.
We're going to have a
shootout to determine the win.
Great shot! Sam!
Yeah!
Joe, now you're in gold. You
just react to the ball, okay?
All right? Right here, everybody.
We are the magic!
Alright, let's go!
Yes!
Is it overtime or a shootout or what?
It's a shootout, I think.
What's a shootout?
Well, each team gets five penalty
kicks against the other team's goalie,
so the team with the
most shots in goal wins.
Oh, this is nerve-wracking.
Come on, guys!
Come on, guys.
Yeah, all right.
Yeah, all right.
Yes!
Yeah!
Nice try, Joe!
Shake it off!
And we can't!
What's going on? What's happening?
Well, they're tied with
penalty kicks two to two,
and if Sam makes this
goal, then we win the game.
Oh!
All right, come on, Sammy.
The thrill of victory!
Hoo!
Good game, good game!
That's something you got you got there.
Yes.
You played a good game, young lady.
The problem is you weren't
on the official roster.
Well, sure she is. This
is Samantha Kepler.
She took over for Jeff Kelly,
who's out with a sprain knee.
I submitted her name in writing to
the tournament committee yesterday.
Well, that's the problem.
Any changes to the roster have
to be made 48 hours in advance.
She's not a legal member of the team.
And she scored the winning goal.
48 hours. Oh, come on, man. We won the
game, fair and square. Be a good sport.
Well, we'll see. I plan to file a protest
to the league, and the board will decide.
Good game. Good game, everybody.
Gosh, one minute you feel like a hero,
the next minute you're down in the dumps.
Looks like the battle's not over yet.
Joan led the French
army to victory, but in
the process, she was
captured by the English.
France was on its way to
freedom, but Joan was a prisoner
of war. After an unfair trial, she
was sentenced to death by her enemies.
Louis, my dear friend.
Joan, are you okay? Are
you being treated well?
These English dogs tried to stop me from
seeing you, but I wouldn't let them.
It is so good to see you.
You know I am about to die.
I know. I can't bear it.
I don't want you to die.
But soon, France will be free.
But soon, France will be free.
Though they take my life,
my country will be free.
What can I do for you, my brave friend?
I've sent for you to write a
letter to my mother and father.
What should I say?
Tell them not to worry about me.
I am at peace.
Do you know what I'm thinking of, Louis?
I am thinking of our special place.
And don't remit.
I am thinking of our beautiful tree.
Let's imagine that we're there,
now, safe, under its branches.
I'll never forget you, Joan.
I'll tell your story.
I'll tell it to the whole world.
I'll tell it to the whole world.
Joan was burned to the stake.
There was no one who could help her.
But a beautiful story
has grown from her ashes,
the story of an extraordinary person,
a person of courage and hope,
a young girl who brought
France its freedom.
All right, folks.
We'd like to thank you for coming.
We'd like to get started now if we could.
If you take a seat, please,
Coach Barnes, Ms. Kepler.
Thanks for coming.
Coach Barnes, do you have a response
to the protest filed by the blast coach?
Yes, I do.
First of all, I'd like to say that I
tried to follow the spirit of the rule
by submitting the
player's name in advance.
Second, I'd like to
yield to Samantha Kepler,
who's asked to speak
on behalf of our team.
Go ahead, Ms. Kepler.
During this Kepler,
This past week, I decided to do
something that was pretty hard for me.
I'd never played in a
boy's soccer game before.
And some people didn't
think I could do it.
I didn't know if I could either, really.
But I knew I wanted to
help out my friends.
We came together as a team.
Isn't that what soccer
is supposed to teach us?
Our whole team won
that game, not just me.
The team's team's a team.
sport.
Well, that may be, young lady.
But you were the one who scored
your team's only goal in the game.
And you were the one who made
the winning penalty kick.
Do you mean to suggest that this player
who up until now had only participated
in girls' recreational soccer
is the reason we won the game?
I am only suggesting that this league
has rules and they should be obeyed,
especially during tournament play.
Gentlemen, this board will
determine what rules apply.
I hear.
Now, Coach Barnes, it's obvious to me that
you never intended to break any rules.
It's also obvious to me
that even though you are
a new coach, you are a
good coach who knows how
to go out and recruit talented
and articulate players.
However, this league
is bound by the strict
rules that is established
for tournament play.
And since Ms. Kepler did
score the winning goal, I must
recommend to the board that
this protest be sustained
and that the tournament victory
be awarded to the blast.
Finally, I would like to invite Ms. Kepler
to return to our league next season.
I think the outcome might be different.
That concludes this meeting.
Hey, have I told you how
proud I am of you, Sam?
Thanks, Dad.
Yeah, me too.
Come on, guys.
Hey, look, sorry we lost
our case with the league.
It's okay.
We won that shootout three to two.
That score never changed no
matter what they do to us.
But best of all, the magic ended their
loser streak to the league champs.
I'm proud of you, Sam.
Thanks.
We're all really proud of you.
That's right, Sam.
Hey, Walter, I think we need
to celebrate, don't you?
Definitely. I think
we need a pizza party.
Oh, I second first. I third.
See, you can lose a battle
and still win the war.
Did someone just say pizza?
Oh!
Go!