Make It or Break It (2009) s01e12 Episode Script

Previously on "Make it Or Break it" I'll be able to recover in time for the Olympics, Right? If you do gymnastics, you may never walk again.
- My God.
- You slept with my boyfriend? I'll be your teammate, but I'll never be your friend again.
I'm lifting your suspension.
I'm giving you a second chance.
Don't blow it.
- You OK with me being here? - I'll stay so focused, I'll barely notice you.
Why would my dad blackmail Marty? Marty was sleeping with my mom.
Damon, this is Emily Kmetko.
Watch out for her while I'm out.
Yes, sir.
I sent some songs to a producer.
They sent me a ticket to LA.
- I leave next week.
- Yo, brother! Just got back from a couple months on the road.
- Emily, will you wait for me? - Yes.
Mom? We've got to go! OK, OK.
I just have to put my face on.
I can't be late! The National Committee is coming this morning to name the National Team coach.
And you have your makeup on.
Oh, honey, this is just primer.
Have you seen my National Team jacket? I have to wear it.
I think I washed it.
Check the laundry basket in the bedroom.
Now, if The Rock is gonna be the National Team home gym, doesn't that mean they're gonna pick Sasha to be the coach? That's why this is such a big deal.
Having your coach as the National Team coach is a huge advantage, which I'm gonna need, especially since I barely made the team.
- What did you wash this with? - Oh, no! - It's ruined! - No! No, it's not! I can fix this.
Don't worry.
Look.
Just wear my hoodie in the meantime.
It's blue-ish.
I bet no one will even notice.
Great.
My jacket is ruined and we're gonna be late.
No, we're not! I'm gonna put my makeup on in the car! Oh.
Putting on your makeup while you drive.
That's a great idea.
Oh, honey, I've done worse things while driving.
I'll put my makeup on in the parking lot.
Now, come on! Let's go! Now, remember, you're here as supportive dad, - not as her manager.
- I'm ing supportive.
Good.
Then maybe you could wipe that scowl off your face.
What is she doing here? Hi, teamies.
Hi.
I thought Friday was trash day.
Funny.
You know, almost as funny as the condoms you planted in my gym bag at Nationals.
No, that was way funnier.
- What are you doing here? - Denver's so close, I thought I'd pop over to schmooze the new National Team coach.
You can kiss Sasha's butt all you want, but we'll always come first.
You're right, having your own coach is a huge advantage.
He decides which girls go to all the big meets.
And don't you forget it.
Wow.
That's pathetic.
If I could never do gymnastics again, I wouldn't hang around the gym like a has been.
Because you don't have any friends who would care enough to see your face again.
Says theirl who slept with her bestie's boyfriend.
I bet you'd really be missed around here.
Would you both just shut up.
Hi.
Look who's here.
- Hey, Pay, I'm glad you came.
- Thanks.
We're here to hear the big announcement.
- It's not official yet.
- Hey.
- Hey, great banner.
- Oh, I thought it was festive.
Looks like I left the gym in good hands.
And Summer invited the press.
Well, the publicity is good for The Rock and good for you, too.
- Fine.
- Oh! They're They're ready.
Excuse me.
- Are you nervous? - Apprehensive.
Don't be.
They never would have chosen The Rock if they weren't gonna choose you.
Plus, you got three girls on the National team.
That's more than any other club.
It should have been four.
Lien, I need all the help I can get, and all the girls look up to you.
So how would you like to be my assistant coach? - Oh, that is so - I'm not interested in coaching.
- Payson.
- But thank you for the offer.
If we could have your attention, please? First of all, we want to say how happy we are to have such a fine club hosting the National Team practices and the U.
S.
meets.
- Rock! Rock! Rock! It must be distracting training with the ex that broke your heart.
Look, you can try all you want, but nothing and no one is gonna mess with my head.
We all know why we're here today.
Sorry we're late! My fault! - Carry on! - What team jacket is that? Team Tacky? So without further ado, it is with great excitement that we are pleased to announce this year's National Team coach is Marty Walsh from The Denver Elite Club! - This is crazy.
No way I'm gonna be coached by Marty Walsh.
Doesn't look like you have a choice.
Unless you care to abdicate your title.
Nobody expects you to hold onto it anyway.
Thank you all for that, uh, warm reception.
You knew they were picking Marty, didn't you? Well, duh.
I'm gonna go congratulate my coach.
And, uh, don't you forget who has the advantage now.
I'll see you girls at practice tomorrow.
As to my friend and esteemed colleague, Sasha Belov, thank you for your hospitality.
The Rock is a fine club, and I know when all 12 National Team members arrive for our first team practice tomorrow, they'll feel right at home.
Thank you very much.
How can they bring Marty back here? The Rock is Sasha's gym now.
Thank God the National Team only practices together once a month.
Mom, that's not the point.
Sasha deserves to be the National coach.
I agree.
Unfortunately, people don't always get what they deserve.
- Congratulations.
- I'm as surprised as you are.
Are you surprised? I think we both could have predicted this.
- Sasha, that was years ago.
- Hm.
And history repeats.
In any case, uh, the National Team, we're in excellent hands and we're honored to host you here at The Rock.
- So no hard feelings, right? - I wouldn't go that far.
Emily, can I have a word with you and your mother? - If this is about my team jacket - Oh! It's at the dry cleaners.
Actually, this is about her math scores.
She'll have to maintain a B average in order to remain on the team.
But she gets straight A's in everything else.
Your daughter is a role model now.
We hold our girls to high academic as well as gymnastic standards.
Perhaps a tutor might be helpful.
You know what? Sure, we'll get a tutor.
No problem.
And she'll do better tn a B.
She'll get an A.
- I'm sure she will.
- Mm-hm.
- What? - An A? Kaylie? I didn't get a chance to congratulate you at Nationals.
You were incredible.
But then I always knew you had it in you to be a champion and I'm really looking forward to coaching you again.
Well, that makes one of us.
I bet Kelly Parker paid off the National Committee.
And here go the conspiracy theories.
Why would they pick The Rock but not Sasha? Look, we need to talk.
After practice.
- I can't.
I have to work.
- Fine.
We'll meet at the Pizza Shack.
There you go.
Thanks.
You excting someone? Look, there's something you don't know about me.
You're dating my best friend.
Oh, wait, I did know that.
But it's cool.
It's cool.
Yeah.
Whatever blows your skirt up, so to speak.
Look, when you left to go on the road, you and I were just friends.
I wouldn't even say friends.
More like co-workers.
Right.
Anyway, there was something I never got a chance to tell you.
- You're a Scientologist? - No.
President of the school Abstinence Club? Actually, I'm home-schooled.
Oh, you're one othose.
I'm home-schooled becae I'm an elite gymnast and I spend eight hours a day training at The Rock.
Wait.
That gym where country-club people take their toe-headed tots to tumble? It's a little more professional than that.
We have three members on the Women's National Gymnastics Team.
- And I'm one of them.
- Wow.
All right.
So you're a Gumby girl.
So during our six-hour shifts, five nights a week, you never thought toork that into our conversation? - It's complicated.
- Oh.
How long did it take you to tell Damon? Actually, my mother told him.
Anyway, a couple of my friends from The Rock are Are here.
What happened to her? Gumby girls don't always bend.
Sometimes, we break.
Sasha should be our coach and we should have a say in it.
We're all on the National Team.
The worst part is that Marty's gonna be playing favorites - with Kelly Parker.
- Favorites was fine when you thought Sasha was the coach.
- Hey, we're on the same side.
- Unfortunately, I can't do anything about that.
But we gotta find a way to get rid of Marty.
We could tell the National Committee that he had an affair with your mom.
And we can tell them that your father blackmailed him, whicI believe is a felony.
The only good thing about having a broken back is I don't have to deal with all The Rock drama anymore.
Come on, Pay.
You're still a part of this team.
Am I? You guys are on your own.
- Bathroom? - In the back.
I don't need help.
- What's with her, anyway? - What do you think? She's lost everything she everanted.
It must be torture for her to see us living our dream.
Our dream is going to be a nightmare if we don't figure out a way to get Marty fired.
How can we get him fired? Well, the National Committee members are observing practice tomorrow, right? Right.
So, what if we make Marty look bad.
Really bad.
This is all your fault! I'm not responsible for the National Committee choosing Marty over Sasha.
Yeah.
Which maybe I could live with if you hadn't had an affair with him! What do you want me to do? Nothing.
I'll get rid of him myself.
I hope we're talking about Marty.
What's wrong? Nothing.
We just didn't hear you come in.
- Yeah.
- Well, if you ask me, somebody bought off the National Committee.
Somebody like Steve Tanner.
- Why would Steve Tanner choose Marty over Sasha? - We know he owns Marty.
How else does he get him to Denver when all the best girls were at The Rock? Well, this time, I'm not standing still.
I'm gonna dig up all the dirty little details, and I'm taking Marty down.
I can't do this anymore.
I thought we agreed that you were gonna stop managing my career.
I'm not doing this as your manager.
I'm doing it as a concerned parent.
None of the other parents are trying to dig up dirt or trying to bring Marty down.
So I'd appreciate it if you didn't get involved in the politics at The Rock or at the National Committee.
You'd just embarrass me.
Fine.
But when you realize you're only 16 years old and no one else has your back like your dear old dad, I'll still be here for you.
Just like I've always been.
If Algebra is math, then why is it all about letters? It's actually not about letters.
They are only used to represent numbers which are either unknown or change during the course of the problem, in which case the letters are called variables.
You want to get high? No.
I was kidding.
Pot is a gateway drug.
Right.
Hi! Oh! Razor, right? Ah! So Emily has mentioned me? And here I thought she'd totally forgot about me.
So they only hire cute, charming boys to work here, I see.
Are you talking about that other guy? Yeah.
He was just filling in for me.
But I'm back now.
I'm gonna, um, go get my stuff.
Hm.
I almost failed algebra.
Maybe I did fail algebra.
- I guess it's genetic.
- Don't tell anyone, but, uh, I was a mathlete before I joined a band and became so cool.
Really? What part aren't you buying? The math part or the cool part? Oh, the math part.
You wouldn't by any chance be interesting in tutoring Emily? Congratulations.
You are the best women gymnasts in the nation.
And it's my job to make sure that you become the best in the world.
But you are all role models now.
You are representing this great nation of ours not just gymnastically but ethically, and you'll be held to high moral standards.
- What a hypocrite! - You're competing as a team now.
This isn't about individual glory, which is why we need to help and support one another.
Really? All right, then.
I've coached a few of you before so anyone new to the team, just ask their teammates what to expect.
All right, ladies.
Let's get to work.
Shall we educate our teammates on their new coach? I don't know if I can do this.
Hey.
Don't forget, Marty brought you to The Rock and walked out on you after two days.
But who believed in you, who took you to National and who's never abandoned you? - Sasha.
- Right.
Isn't this exciting? So you guys have worked with Marty.
- What's he like? - I got this.
Marty's great.
But he tends to be a little handsy.
Oh, he's never crossed the line, exactly, but unless you want to open that door, don't let him touch you.
At all.
So listen.
I've trained with Marty a long time, and he's got this weird pet peeve.
He hates to be looked straight in the eye.
He thinks it's disrespectful or something.
OK.
Thanks for the heads up.
- Great, Tarah.
But on that switch ring, I need you to throw your head back more.
- You looking at me? - No.
I mean, yes.
Come on, come on, go - Nice dismount.
- Thanks.
So, um, watch out for Marty.
Why? He, uh has really bad breath.
OK, freeze.
See where your shoulders are? I want them back like this.
Can I please touch you? Here Breath mint? Coach Walsh? Could we have a word? Kaylie! Kaylie! - What the hell was going on out there today? - We were practicing.
- You were sabotaging.
- We want you to be our coach.
I am your coach, here at The Rock.
I expect you to welcome your National teammates and Marty Walsh respectfully and graciously.
Do you understand? - I can't work with Marty.
- Why? You want to get kicked off the National Team? That's the way you're headed.
You're National Champion, Kaylie.
You're the leader now.
It's your job to set the right example.
And right now, you're failing.
Miserably.
Payson.
Hey.
Hey, Kim.
- Hi, Becca.
- I, uh I just want to tell you know how sorry I am about what happened to you.
I've never coached anyone with as much talent and determination as you.
You still have a lot to offer the sport.
If you're ever interested in coaching I'm not.
Thanks.
How's Kaylie doing with all this? With all what? You know, Marty back at The Rock after After he had an affair with Kaylie's mother? - You know? - Yes, Kaylie told me.
We've been friends for ten years.
Did you really think a guy could get between us? She's over you, Carter.
You need to accept that and move on.
Kaylie? I'm glad you called me.
Are you OK? My best friend has a broken back, I have Kelly Parker on my ass and my new coach is the man my mom cheated on my dad with.
And I feel like there's no one in the world I can talk to.
You can talk to me.
Did I mention my other best friend slept with my boyfriend? It's not supposed to be like this.
I'm the National Gymnastics Champion! I should be on top of the world, calling the shots.
And instead, I feel like I can't act too happy around Payson, I can't have the coach I want and I feel like I'm in the middle of all of these secrets and betrayals.
I won! It's finally supposed to be about me! And it's still about everybody else! What can I do? You can tell me why.
Why did you have sex with Lauren? And don't tell me that it's because we had a fight and you were drinking because that is a pathetic excuse.
I was angry.
And I guess I felt like I wanted to be with you more than you wanted to be with me.
So So you wanted to hurt me? I don't know.
Maybe.
I am so sorry.
I love you.
I'm so sorry.
I love you.
Kaylie.
Kaylie, don't.
Not like this.
You can have sex with Lauren but you can't have sex with me? You're angry and frustrated and you're doing this so you feel in control.
Why? Why can everybody else cheat and lie and have sex? - And why can't I just do whatever I want? - Kaylie.
- Kaylie! I - Get out.
You can lash out at me and hurt me back.
You can even hate me.
But we are soul mates and belong together.
And I'm not giving up on you.
- Hi, honey, you're home.
- Surprise! - What is he doing here? - He is here to tutor you.
And from the looks of these worksheets, you need all the help you can get.
- What do you know about math? - Hey, I didn't fail every subject.
- That means for free.
Pro.
I get A's in English.
I know what it means.
Now, English, that was a different story.
All that reading and writing.
When are you ever gonna use that? But math? Not a day goes by that I don't find myself trying to simplify the negative exponents in fractions.
Mm-hm.
- Right? How's it going, chickie? I always wondered who those people were who had time to surf the Net all day.
They're me.
Well, just because you can't do gymnastics anymore - doesn't mean you can't - Please don't say coach.
But you have so much to offer.
And all those girls look up to you.
Why not just consider it? Because it feels like admitting that it's over.
And I just I just can't accept that yet.
OK? I just can't.
I know.
I'm sorry.
It's OK.
All in good time.
So I'm having a little trouble fixing your National Team jacket.
Are you sure you can't just ask for another one? - Positive.
- Um, well, what if I ask? Mom, I know you mean well, but I just think it works better if yodon't get involved with my gymnastics.
No offense, it's just when you try to help, sometimes you just don't.
I'm sorry.
It's OK, sweetie.
I understand.
You got here all by yourself, without any help from me, and I promise I won't meddle.
Thanks.
I'll see you lat.
Can I get all Nation Team members lined up on the floor? Now, as you all know, only six of you will get to compete in three weeks against the EU team in London.
I can't wait! The shopping is awesome in London.
- I've never been to London.
- Based on yesterday's practice, I've already made the cut.
Will the following girls please step forward.
Kaylie.
Courtney.
Tasha.
Lindsay.
Emily.
And Lauren.
Sorry you couldn't come to London.
But you can always rent Mary Poppins.
You girls will not be going to London.
- What? I'm the National Champion.
You have to take me.
Actually, I don't.
None of you girls can rest on your laurels in practice.
You have to bring it every day.
And yesterday, you six didn't.
This isn't fair.
What would the National Committee say? After observing yesterday's practice, they've approved of my choices unanimously.
So today's a new day.
Let's get to work.
Oh, and don't forget.
Tomorrow, you're all gonna be signing your National Team paperwork, and taking the official photo.
We need you all to be in your team jackets.
Thank you, ladies.
You know, I'm actually sorry you won't be going to London.
Now the whole world will have to wait to see your fall from grace.
I have just one thing to say to you: "Super-califragilistic- expialidocious.
" Stuff it! OK, we need a new plan.
No, we don't.
I got it covered.
I'm telling my father.
Don't worry.
I'm leaving your dad out of it.
- What about your family? - What about me? Why do I always have to keep everybody else's secrets? Besides, I know what it's like to be the last one to know.
I'm telling my dad after practice.
I'll be in the viewing area, Payson.
- Take your time.
I'm in no hurry.
- Thanks, Mom.
Hey.
I haven't had a chance to say I'm sorry about what happened to you.
And I'm sure you really mean that.
Actually, I do.
Look, I know I'm a bitch, but psyching out the competition is just part of the game.
- It wasn't for me.
- I know.
That's why I'm gonna miss you.
You were a challenge.
Unlike Kaylie.
I don't even have to huff or puff to blow her down.
- Leave her alone.
- Not a problem.
She's already self-destructing.
You may want to give your friends a heads-up.
Even if they could get rid of Marty, the National Committee's never gonna pick Sasha to coach the team.
- Why not? - Well, isn't it obvious? No.
Because of you.
Payson, his star gymnast broke her back in front of the whole world.
They could never pick Sasha after that.
- Hey, Alex.
- Kim.
You must be very proud of Kaylie.
I am.
But I don't know how you gym moms do it.
Sitting behind this glass with nothing to do all day.
We're not doing nothing.
We're supporting our kids.
Yeah, right, but, you know I used to manage this place.
- Me, too.
- Of course.
- Are you coming back? I'd like to.
But Payson needs me.
With physical therapy and everything she's going through, my place is with Payson right now.
I don't know where my place is anymore.
Kaylie fired me as her manager.
Well, she didn't fire you as her dad.
If you're not sure where your place is, maybe it's at home.
You think I've neglected my family? I think it's easy to take things for granted.
Our daughter lost her dream in the blink of an eye.
But she still has us.
And it's times like these you realize you can lose everything, but if you still have your family, you've got the thing that matters most.
- Why didn't you tell me that it's my fault? - Excuse me? They didn't pick you to be the National coach because I broke my back.
It's more complex than that.
They have no right to hold you responsible! Actually, they have every right.
You didn't know! I lied about how much pain I was in.
Of course you did.
Every gymnast competes in pain.
The more you want it, the more you're willing to endure.
And I've never seen anyone who wanted it more than you, Payson.
And that's why I should have known.
I am the only one responsible for my injury.
- I'm gonna go tell the committee.
- Payson.
It won't matter.
Please, sit down.
There was another girl.
It was while I was still coaching in Romania.
Her name was Amelia.
She was 14.
She, uh She took a fall off the bars, and hit her head pretty hard.
But she got straight up and wanted to go again.
She was actually a lot like you.
I made her sit out the rest of practice.
And she seemed fine so I told her parents it was their call whether to take her to the doctor's or take her home.
And they took her home.
And an hour later, she was dead.
How could you have known? I should have insisted that she go to the hospital.
- You told her parents.
- It was a fatal lack of judgment, and I will never forgive myself.
I'll never forgive myself for costing you this job.
I never realized my injury could hurt anybody but me.
- Payson, don't.
- Isn't there something I can do? Yeah.
You can convince the girls to stop this foolishness and to support Marty before they're all kicked off the National Team.
- Why me? - Because like it or not, they listen to you.
You're a leader.
And one thing a leader does well is coach others.
What if I don't want to be a leader? I'm not on the team.
I can never do gymnastics again.
Why is it my job to coach them? It's not my job! No.
It's not your job, but maybe it's your calling.
Dad? Can I talk to you? Of course.
Come, sit with me.
What are you doing? Have you ever felt like I neglected you? Not as a gymnast, but as a daughter.
- Dad - I never thought that I was one of those ambitious dads pushing their kids for their own glory because I was your manager.
What a bunch of BS.
I was worse.
I was a former athlete trying to pin his unfulfilled dreams on his very beautiful, very talented little girl.
- I'm glad you fired me.
- Dad I mean it.
I haven't been a great father.
And I don't want to be one of those guys who doesn't realize what he's got until it's gone.
If I lost you all I'd lose everything.
You won't lose me, Dad.
Not ever.
I promise.
Look at that.
And that's time.
I never minded algebra so much, but geometry, ugh, that was a bear.
Can't wait.
Emily, if you don't mind me asking, I noticed all the other girls are wearing their National Team jackets.
My mother washed mine with her hot pink mini-skirt, or halter top or baby dolls.
It's her new signature color.
Anyways, she ruined it and we can't afford to buy another one.
I'm sure it was an accident.
I'm sure it was.
I just wish she would stay out of anything gymnastics related.
Whenever she tries to help out, it always seems to backfire.
Well, she got you into The Rock, didn't she? She didn't have anything to do with it.
Marty found me at the Y in Fresno.
Huh.
You know, I was cleaning up some old files and I found something I thought you might want.
There must be at least three dozen cards and letters in there from your mother begging Marty to come see you.
"One golden ticket to see the golden girl at the Fresno Y who will blow your socks off.
Please, please, please come.
You won't be sorry.
" Hi, honey.
'm dying your jacket in the bathroom.
Thank you.
Well, I don't know if it's gonna work yet.
For being my mom.
I love you.
Oh! I love you, too, honey.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Your girls aret here yet.
- I'd hate to see them make a big mistake.
- Yeah, thank you.
Don't worry.
I have a feeli they won't.
All right, so if we get in that picture, - it means Marty wins.
- And his little brat, Kelly Parker.
So I guess you didn't tell your dad about your mom and Marty.
I couldn't.
I don't know what else we can do.
I do.
You're gonna go out there and take the National Team picture like the professionals you are.
I thout we were on our own.
You didn't want any part of The Rock drama.
Turns out, I am the drama.
It's my fault Sasha wasn't picked to be the National Team coach.
- Your fault? - Why? His top gymnast broke her back on TV in front of the whole world.
They're not gonna entrust him to coach the National Team.
- That wasn't Sasha's fault.
- It doesn't matter.
The point is, even if you could get rid of Marty, you're not gonna get Sasha.
And at least you know Marty.
And you know he's a good coach.
Look, you don't always get what you want.
Or what you think you deserve.
But you're on the National Team.
Do you guys know what I would give to be you? Who cares who the coach is? This is about you and what you've worked your entire life to achieve.
You guys know you do not deserve to go to London.
And you know you haven't been your best.
How does that feel? Go out there and be the athletes I've spent my career training with.
The ones who respect their coach, respect themselves and respect their club.
Let's go be the champions that we are, and promise to let nothing stop us.
So when you say "us," does that mean you're gonna coach after all? It means we're still going to the Olympics.
Maybe not exactly like we planned it, but we'll get there.
Together.
OK, do we have everyone? Ladies, it's about time.
- Sorry, coach.
- Sorry, coach.
Sorry, coach.
Emily, where's your team jacket? - Oh! It's right here! - Um Sorry! Those darn dry cleaners! See, honey? It's just like new.
Oh! You know, you keep hugging me like that, I'm gonna put out a missing persons report on my daughter Emily Kmetko.
Let's go.
- Emily, I got your quiz results.
- Oh! Open it! Why ruin a perfectly good day? As good as new because it is new.
Thank you.
I catered to the National Committee's every whim all week.
They owed me.
Let's get the National Champ in at center, please.
Enjoy your 15 minutes.
If it even lasts that long.
I'm proud of you, showing up for your friends like this.
You should be in that photo.
I will be.
Next year.
- As a coach? - As the new National Champion.
OK, in one, two, three.
Hey.
Any word on that algebra test? I can't look.
Yeah.
We can't all get straight A's.
Unless we are Emily Kmetko! Girl genius, flippity-flop artist.
Oh, my God! I can't believe it! Thank you! Um, I should Hello.
Pizza Shack, how can I help you? Hi! How's LA? Tell me everything.
Razor says hi.
No, it's fine.
Guess what? I got an A on my algebra test.
Yeah.
I miss you, too.