Take Note (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Sacrifice - full transcript
Reggie's uncharacteristic focus on Calvin winning causes a rift between him and Drea.
Morning, boys.
It is Reggie Day. Reggie Day!
The day of Reginald
Richard's birth.
Isn't your birthday tomorrow?
Fine. Reggie Day Eve.
What is all that pinging?
That is the sweet sound
of popularity, Dad.
I set up an alert for every time
my name's mentioned
on the Take Note app.
#teamcalvin is trending in
ten different countries.
All right!
Wow. Lichtenstein!
No phones at the table, Cal.
Our song.
Must be Reggie Day.
You do know the story
of our song, don't you?
Yes. And there's no
need to tell it again.
Like you do every year.
It was the summer of 1997.
Go! Go! Go!
Where are you going?
Tell it, Reggie.
It was the summer of 1997
and my boys came
to pick me up to
bring me to the roller
rink for my birthday.
I had just arrived and...
"All My Life" was playing
on the loud speaker.
And then your mother came
gliding in like cocoa butter
on a hot skillet.
Oh, the funk was
thick that night.
Marry me, Andrea.
Oh, Reginald. Me thinks...
I shall.
Oh, man. We were just
getting to the good part.
Back it up a sec.
You think that we walked
around in Afros and ballgowns?
We don't know what
it was like back when
you two were roaming the earth.
Yeah, the 90's were
like ancient history.
Ancient?
Well, old.
Old, old.
I mean you're turning 40.
40! I can't even imagine 40.
40!
Stop saying "40".
You're making your father
look bad when you say "40".
It's okay, baby. I'm fine.
Age ain't nothing but a number.
And besides, it feels great
to reach this milestone.
I've got great kids,
a terrific wife.
I got to say, 40 feels
really good right now.
Ow!
Drea?
Help me. My back's
doing that thing again.
Don't touch me! Don't touch me.
Well, aren't you
chipper for someone
who lost his two best friends.
Or, I mean whose two
best friends lost.
I miss them, but all
of this popularity is
really filling the void.
I'm killing it in Europe.
Salutations notations.
As you know, it's time to
announce this week's theme.
Get hyped because it's
Take Notes From A Pro week.
Our four remaining contestants
will hone their performances
with hands-on
instruction from some of
the biggest names
in the business.
They can choose
any song they like,
and they're going
to be performing it
live,
in competition
on the TN stage
where America will be the judge.
Okay, once we get some music
and some graphics in there,
that could be usable.
Okay. It's time to match
you up with your mentors.
Calvin, you're working with...
Will E.!
I'm going to be working
with THE Will E.!
Who knew I'd see a day
when someone in this family
worked with a "the".
And I already know
I'm going to sing.
Fire Under My Feet!
That's your best shower song.
I sing it other places.
Anyway, with his guidance
to my star quality,
I'm going to kill it.
Slow down there, Hollywood.
Don't you mean Bollywood?
I'm trending in India.
Do you hear your son
going on about his
"trending quality"?
I hear him talking about
he's going to be working
with Atlanta's own, Will E.
You know, I knew
him back in the day.
Really?
Well. I didn't know-know him.
We came up in the same
scene, played the same clubs.
I should call you Hollywood.
There's a mentor/mentee
meet and greet tea later.
Well don't forget about
Reggie. Count me in.
The meeting of these two
Atlanta legends is well overdue.
Before you go, Cal,
could you help me with
something in your room?
Ready for your dad's birthday?
Are we ready? Are you ready?
We don't need another
poorly wrapped Teddy bear
and Landry Captain
Skippy seafood situation,
like last year.
All right, that was
for your birthday.
How many times do I
need to apologize?
Calvin,
off your phone.
You got a present for your dad?
Man, I need an assistant.
I'm on it, okay?
Chill.
What are you going to do to him?
I'm not sure yet.
But first I need
to finish planning
the surprise for
your dad's big 4-0.
It is, dare I say, excellent.
I said it and I stand by it.
Please. You can say
it, stand by it,
pet it, raise it, and
send it to college.
Whatever you got brewing, I
got a gift that'll put you
in the shame corner faster
than Grandma ever could.
Wow. Deep cut.
What you got?
Behold, Men's Haute
Couture 800 thread count
Mulberry silk, black and
scarlet reversible dress hose.
So socks.
Socks?!
Honestly, Mother. Is
Santa just a delivery man?
These dress hose are the
Santas of men's foot coverings.
Plus I had monogrammed
an "R" onto each one.
He's going to love
your foot coverings.
That sounded like a "who has
the best to gift" challenge.
It was.
You're on.
You must be Calvin.
Have a seat. And Calvin's dad.
Yeah, Reggie.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
Oh, I'm sorry. I don't have
a pen for an autograph.
Actually, do you can take
our picture with Calvin?
Of course.
Alright, here you go.
Thank you!
No problem.
Nice little man.
You on the come-up.
And you. Dad to a fledging star.
Well you know my dad
came from your old scene.
Tell him, Dad.
Yeah.
We had a band that played a
lot of the same houses you did
back in the day.
We were kind of popular.
You might've heard of us.
Butter Silk.
No, sorry.
But at least we know where
Calvin got his talent from.
Yeah.
Wow. I have a good
feeling about you, man.
Butter Silk.
And then Will said
I have presence.
Will said I have presence too.
You know what, I
think he's right.
I'm going to be a big star.
I'm loving your confidence baby,
but your father and I
want to make sure that
you're not getting
too ahead of yourself.
That's cool. You know, Dad.
Speaking of presence,
for your present,
this week's win is going
to be dedicated to you.
You can't promise that. The
public votes for the winner.
And the public is
literally obsessed with me.
Hollywood Scene News just
did a report on this look
I gave Mya last episode.
I was trying to say anything.
I was just holding in a sneeze.
That's my boy.
Reggie!
What?
I accept your present.
Thank you.
So you're just encouraging this?
Sure. Besides what
else he gonna give me?
Something weak, like socks.
When I'm a star,
you'll never have to worry
about weak gifts again.
That's my boy.
What?
Hey, little Superstar.
Have a seat.
Ready for our first
rehearsal today?
Yeah. You're going to
flip when you see what...
What song I have planned.
"Fire Under My Feet".
Really?
Wait, you don't like the song?
It's a great song, sure.
But I think we should look
at some more popular options.
Song selection is key. You
can't just sing whatever.
But that's my shower song.
I said "shower" instead
of "signature", didn't I?
It's cool. We all
got shower songs.
You gotta be more strategic.
People respond more to
music that they like
and are familiar with.
More appealing
equals more votes.
I took a look at the charts
and I think I found something
that fits your voice and has
a popularity factor crushing.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Why do you eat your
muffins like that?
Like what?
Things old black men like.
Think, think.
Things old black men like.
So you're sure you
don't want any help
brainstorming new gift ideas?
Mom, I am the definition
of an "ideas man".
I can storm my own brain.
All right.
Okay, Siri.
What do all black men like?
And then he said my
song was "whatever".
And then he gnawed on
his muffin, like a rabbit
eating corn on the cob.
That's just an
old Atlanta thing.
Really?
No, it's just weird.
And what's weirder is
him not liking your song.
I mean, what's that about?
That's your shower song.
Right!
You know what my advice
would be is stand firm.
Being a musician means
singing from the heart.
And if you ain't feeling
it from your heart,
how are you going
to perform it well?
But I can't tell Will
that. He's a legend.
Although, I guess now I am too.
Do you know what? Will
is here to help me.
So he should respect
me and my wishes.
I mean, and forget
the popularity factor
because I am the
popularity factor.
Just ask...
Turks and Caicos.
All right! T and C.
Nice!
Just tell him how you feel, son.
He'll get it. Be professional.
Totally. Professional.
Can you come with me to
rehearsal and tell him from me.
No.
But I will come and
watch you tell him.
Deal. I'll go get ready.
All right.
How's Mr. Hollywood?
Come on Drea. He's not that bad.
I'm serious.
I think this show is
changing our sweet boy.
He's just excited.
I'm going to rehearsal with
him. I'll keep an eye out.
Well, don't be too late.
Remember you have to meet me
for your birthday surprise.
I been thinking
about nothing else.
Ever since you said
the words "birthday"
and "surprise".
Relax those lovely lashes.
It's not that kind of surprise.
What are you two talking about?
Nothing. Nothing.
More like something, something.
Boy mind your
business, business.
Get out.
Okay.
You're going to come right here.
Can we talk about
the song choice?
Yeah, sure. What's on your mind?
"Christian" is just not
the right song for me,
and my dad agrees.
He's just not feeling it.
That's cool. I work
from the gut too,
but I have a lot of experience.
I've built up artists
like Calvin here.
I've made them stars,
but I'm only here to
mentor not to mettle.
So if you think
that it's best...
Well, I just think
that Calvin should sing
something from the
heart tomorrow.
Actually,
I'm going to go
with Will's song.
Say what now?
Choosing the right song,
that's a gut thing.
And guys like me and Will,
we got that gut thing.
That's right, Superstar.
Hey Cal, can I have a moment?
Dad, Dad.
Will's going to help me
get the present you want.
All right, Cal. Let's
get back to work.
All right.
Oh, you can go if you want.
What?
I'm sure you have some
other place to be.
Oh no. It's cool.
It's cool. I'm good.
I've got no place to be but
here, supporting my superstar.
All right. From the top.
Tighten up your diaphragm.
It's fine, Dad.
Do the riff we worked on.
Dad, just listen.
It'll work great here!
Listen. But Cal...
Dad, I got this. I
know what my fans like.
All right, fine.
Your time's up, ma'am.
I just, five more minutes?
I'm sorry, but the
Feldman bar mitzvah
needs the mirror ball.
Mazel tov.
So then Will was like "cool".
Then I was like, "whoa".
And then he was like, "oh".
Hey baby, you need to hear...
Roller skates.
Butter Silk jacket.
Uh-oh.
Drea?
Drea.
Baby?
Whenever Dad does that,
it always means he's either
really upset, or really happy.
My money's on upset.
See baby, what had happened was
I meant to be there for Calvin,
but then he hung me out to dry.
Something's gotten into
him. You know what?
I think the show is
changing our sweet boy.
I've been telling you that,
but you've been an enabling
his out of control ego like
some weird dad living vicariously
through their son's fame.
Why would I need his fame?
Butter Silk has been
in Wild Magazine twice.
You know that.
Okay, fine.
One of the times was because
we witnessed a dog-napping,
but still the fact
still remains.
Stop it.
What?
Stop it.
What?
You have been acting strange
ever since Will E. showed up.
It's like you're angry
you never got to be Reg E.
I am Reg E.
You're Reginald.
When you're Reg E, it's
a short E, not a long E.
Either way, you have no hyphen.
For your information, I
never wanted a hyphen.
If anything, it would
have been a backslash.
I have been trying all
week to tear our son
away from his phone.
Yet you haven't
noticed a problem.
Well, maybe you should
have tried a little harder
because in case you haven't
noticed, I've been busy.
Busy doing what? Regretting
and choosing me and the kids
over your music career?
Drea. No baby. Why would you...
Why would you say... Drea.
Come back here, baby.
Drea, let's talk about things.
Boys.
Your father doesn't know it yet,
but he's sleeping
out here tonight.
I haven't been on my
phone all morning.
That's nice.
Vivian showed me
some of the sketches
for my performance outfit.
It's killer.
No doubt.
Hey Jaxon,
isn't today Reggie Day Day?
Oh yeah.
Come on, everybody.
Why aren't you guys talking?
What's going on?
Maybe that's going on.
What's that supposed to mean?
You've been so into all your
pings lately, you haven't
noticed how frustrated mom
and dad have been with you.
Maybe it made them
frustrated with each other.
Are you frustrated with me too?
Get over yourself. I've
got bigger gifts to fry.
Welcome back to Take Note.
We've only got one
performer left tonight
before we turn it over to
you to decide who goes on,
and who goes home.
Red leather, yellow
leather. Red leather,
yellow leather. Red leather,
yellow leather. Red leather..
You got this, little man.
Thanks and thanks for
being so cool about the
last minute song change.
But my dad was right. I
have to sing from the heart.
Respect.
You know what? You're right.
The voters are going
to love whatever I do.
Good luck.
And for the last performance
of the evening, Calvin.
He's singing...
Our song.
For the record, I never
regretted not having a hyphen
in my name because I always
had a life full of love,
with you.
I love you, baby.
Calvin!
Yeah, buddy.
Wow. Wow! Incredible.
Absolutely incredible.
That right there. That's
why I love my job.
Mom.
I give up. You win the
birthday gift competition.
Even though they flaked on
it, it was still an epic gift.
Dad, I tried my best.
I love you so much, and the
last thing I wanted to do was
disappointed with a pair
of socks on birthday.
So I tried to come up
with a better gift idea,
but I couldn't.
I have no gift. I'm sorry.
Jaxon, you telling
me you love me
means more to me
than any present.
Come here.
All right.
Okay, America. We're
turning it over to you.
Get your votes in.
We'll be right back to
see what you decide.
Nice job.
And we're out.
That was the best gift you
could have ever given me.
It's not the one I
need to give you.
I need you to give
you and mom an apology
for the way I've been acting.
I've been a jerk and I'm so...
So grounded when you get home?
For a very long time.
Come on. They want
us back on stage.
Okay. I love you.
Good luck.
We love you. Love you, bro.
America has voted.
The votes are being tallied up
and I am getting
the final results.
The contestant who will be
going home tonight is...
Calvin.
What?!
It's got to be a mistake, baby.
It is Reggie Day. Reggie Day!
The day of Reginald
Richard's birth.
Isn't your birthday tomorrow?
Fine. Reggie Day Eve.
What is all that pinging?
That is the sweet sound
of popularity, Dad.
I set up an alert for every time
my name's mentioned
on the Take Note app.
#teamcalvin is trending in
ten different countries.
All right!
Wow. Lichtenstein!
No phones at the table, Cal.
Our song.
Must be Reggie Day.
You do know the story
of our song, don't you?
Yes. And there's no
need to tell it again.
Like you do every year.
It was the summer of 1997.
Go! Go! Go!
Where are you going?
Tell it, Reggie.
It was the summer of 1997
and my boys came
to pick me up to
bring me to the roller
rink for my birthday.
I had just arrived and...
"All My Life" was playing
on the loud speaker.
And then your mother came
gliding in like cocoa butter
on a hot skillet.
Oh, the funk was
thick that night.
Marry me, Andrea.
Oh, Reginald. Me thinks...
I shall.
Oh, man. We were just
getting to the good part.
Back it up a sec.
You think that we walked
around in Afros and ballgowns?
We don't know what
it was like back when
you two were roaming the earth.
Yeah, the 90's were
like ancient history.
Ancient?
Well, old.
Old, old.
I mean you're turning 40.
40! I can't even imagine 40.
40!
Stop saying "40".
You're making your father
look bad when you say "40".
It's okay, baby. I'm fine.
Age ain't nothing but a number.
And besides, it feels great
to reach this milestone.
I've got great kids,
a terrific wife.
I got to say, 40 feels
really good right now.
Ow!
Drea?
Help me. My back's
doing that thing again.
Don't touch me! Don't touch me.
Well, aren't you
chipper for someone
who lost his two best friends.
Or, I mean whose two
best friends lost.
I miss them, but all
of this popularity is
really filling the void.
I'm killing it in Europe.
Salutations notations.
As you know, it's time to
announce this week's theme.
Get hyped because it's
Take Notes From A Pro week.
Our four remaining contestants
will hone their performances
with hands-on
instruction from some of
the biggest names
in the business.
They can choose
any song they like,
and they're going
to be performing it
live,
in competition
on the TN stage
where America will be the judge.
Okay, once we get some music
and some graphics in there,
that could be usable.
Okay. It's time to match
you up with your mentors.
Calvin, you're working with...
Will E.!
I'm going to be working
with THE Will E.!
Who knew I'd see a day
when someone in this family
worked with a "the".
And I already know
I'm going to sing.
Fire Under My Feet!
That's your best shower song.
I sing it other places.
Anyway, with his guidance
to my star quality,
I'm going to kill it.
Slow down there, Hollywood.
Don't you mean Bollywood?
I'm trending in India.
Do you hear your son
going on about his
"trending quality"?
I hear him talking about
he's going to be working
with Atlanta's own, Will E.
You know, I knew
him back in the day.
Really?
Well. I didn't know-know him.
We came up in the same
scene, played the same clubs.
I should call you Hollywood.
There's a mentor/mentee
meet and greet tea later.
Well don't forget about
Reggie. Count me in.
The meeting of these two
Atlanta legends is well overdue.
Before you go, Cal,
could you help me with
something in your room?
Ready for your dad's birthday?
Are we ready? Are you ready?
We don't need another
poorly wrapped Teddy bear
and Landry Captain
Skippy seafood situation,
like last year.
All right, that was
for your birthday.
How many times do I
need to apologize?
Calvin,
off your phone.
You got a present for your dad?
Man, I need an assistant.
I'm on it, okay?
Chill.
What are you going to do to him?
I'm not sure yet.
But first I need
to finish planning
the surprise for
your dad's big 4-0.
It is, dare I say, excellent.
I said it and I stand by it.
Please. You can say
it, stand by it,
pet it, raise it, and
send it to college.
Whatever you got brewing, I
got a gift that'll put you
in the shame corner faster
than Grandma ever could.
Wow. Deep cut.
What you got?
Behold, Men's Haute
Couture 800 thread count
Mulberry silk, black and
scarlet reversible dress hose.
So socks.
Socks?!
Honestly, Mother. Is
Santa just a delivery man?
These dress hose are the
Santas of men's foot coverings.
Plus I had monogrammed
an "R" onto each one.
He's going to love
your foot coverings.
That sounded like a "who has
the best to gift" challenge.
It was.
You're on.
You must be Calvin.
Have a seat. And Calvin's dad.
Yeah, Reggie.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
Oh, I'm sorry. I don't have
a pen for an autograph.
Actually, do you can take
our picture with Calvin?
Of course.
Alright, here you go.
Thank you!
No problem.
Nice little man.
You on the come-up.
And you. Dad to a fledging star.
Well you know my dad
came from your old scene.
Tell him, Dad.
Yeah.
We had a band that played a
lot of the same houses you did
back in the day.
We were kind of popular.
You might've heard of us.
Butter Silk.
No, sorry.
But at least we know where
Calvin got his talent from.
Yeah.
Wow. I have a good
feeling about you, man.
Butter Silk.
And then Will said
I have presence.
Will said I have presence too.
You know what, I
think he's right.
I'm going to be a big star.
I'm loving your confidence baby,
but your father and I
want to make sure that
you're not getting
too ahead of yourself.
That's cool. You know, Dad.
Speaking of presence,
for your present,
this week's win is going
to be dedicated to you.
You can't promise that. The
public votes for the winner.
And the public is
literally obsessed with me.
Hollywood Scene News just
did a report on this look
I gave Mya last episode.
I was trying to say anything.
I was just holding in a sneeze.
That's my boy.
Reggie!
What?
I accept your present.
Thank you.
So you're just encouraging this?
Sure. Besides what
else he gonna give me?
Something weak, like socks.
When I'm a star,
you'll never have to worry
about weak gifts again.
That's my boy.
What?
Hey, little Superstar.
Have a seat.
Ready for our first
rehearsal today?
Yeah. You're going to
flip when you see what...
What song I have planned.
"Fire Under My Feet".
Really?
Wait, you don't like the song?
It's a great song, sure.
But I think we should look
at some more popular options.
Song selection is key. You
can't just sing whatever.
But that's my shower song.
I said "shower" instead
of "signature", didn't I?
It's cool. We all
got shower songs.
You gotta be more strategic.
People respond more to
music that they like
and are familiar with.
More appealing
equals more votes.
I took a look at the charts
and I think I found something
that fits your voice and has
a popularity factor crushing.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Why do you eat your
muffins like that?
Like what?
Things old black men like.
Think, think.
Things old black men like.
So you're sure you
don't want any help
brainstorming new gift ideas?
Mom, I am the definition
of an "ideas man".
I can storm my own brain.
All right.
Okay, Siri.
What do all black men like?
And then he said my
song was "whatever".
And then he gnawed on
his muffin, like a rabbit
eating corn on the cob.
That's just an
old Atlanta thing.
Really?
No, it's just weird.
And what's weirder is
him not liking your song.
I mean, what's that about?
That's your shower song.
Right!
You know what my advice
would be is stand firm.
Being a musician means
singing from the heart.
And if you ain't feeling
it from your heart,
how are you going
to perform it well?
But I can't tell Will
that. He's a legend.
Although, I guess now I am too.
Do you know what? Will
is here to help me.
So he should respect
me and my wishes.
I mean, and forget
the popularity factor
because I am the
popularity factor.
Just ask...
Turks and Caicos.
All right! T and C.
Nice!
Just tell him how you feel, son.
He'll get it. Be professional.
Totally. Professional.
Can you come with me to
rehearsal and tell him from me.
No.
But I will come and
watch you tell him.
Deal. I'll go get ready.
All right.
How's Mr. Hollywood?
Come on Drea. He's not that bad.
I'm serious.
I think this show is
changing our sweet boy.
He's just excited.
I'm going to rehearsal with
him. I'll keep an eye out.
Well, don't be too late.
Remember you have to meet me
for your birthday surprise.
I been thinking
about nothing else.
Ever since you said
the words "birthday"
and "surprise".
Relax those lovely lashes.
It's not that kind of surprise.
What are you two talking about?
Nothing. Nothing.
More like something, something.
Boy mind your
business, business.
Get out.
Okay.
You're going to come right here.
Can we talk about
the song choice?
Yeah, sure. What's on your mind?
"Christian" is just not
the right song for me,
and my dad agrees.
He's just not feeling it.
That's cool. I work
from the gut too,
but I have a lot of experience.
I've built up artists
like Calvin here.
I've made them stars,
but I'm only here to
mentor not to mettle.
So if you think
that it's best...
Well, I just think
that Calvin should sing
something from the
heart tomorrow.
Actually,
I'm going to go
with Will's song.
Say what now?
Choosing the right song,
that's a gut thing.
And guys like me and Will,
we got that gut thing.
That's right, Superstar.
Hey Cal, can I have a moment?
Dad, Dad.
Will's going to help me
get the present you want.
All right, Cal. Let's
get back to work.
All right.
Oh, you can go if you want.
What?
I'm sure you have some
other place to be.
Oh no. It's cool.
It's cool. I'm good.
I've got no place to be but
here, supporting my superstar.
All right. From the top.
Tighten up your diaphragm.
It's fine, Dad.
Do the riff we worked on.
Dad, just listen.
It'll work great here!
Listen. But Cal...
Dad, I got this. I
know what my fans like.
All right, fine.
Your time's up, ma'am.
I just, five more minutes?
I'm sorry, but the
Feldman bar mitzvah
needs the mirror ball.
Mazel tov.
So then Will was like "cool".
Then I was like, "whoa".
And then he was like, "oh".
Hey baby, you need to hear...
Roller skates.
Butter Silk jacket.
Uh-oh.
Drea?
Drea.
Baby?
Whenever Dad does that,
it always means he's either
really upset, or really happy.
My money's on upset.
See baby, what had happened was
I meant to be there for Calvin,
but then he hung me out to dry.
Something's gotten into
him. You know what?
I think the show is
changing our sweet boy.
I've been telling you that,
but you've been an enabling
his out of control ego like
some weird dad living vicariously
through their son's fame.
Why would I need his fame?
Butter Silk has been
in Wild Magazine twice.
You know that.
Okay, fine.
One of the times was because
we witnessed a dog-napping,
but still the fact
still remains.
Stop it.
What?
Stop it.
What?
You have been acting strange
ever since Will E. showed up.
It's like you're angry
you never got to be Reg E.
I am Reg E.
You're Reginald.
When you're Reg E, it's
a short E, not a long E.
Either way, you have no hyphen.
For your information, I
never wanted a hyphen.
If anything, it would
have been a backslash.
I have been trying all
week to tear our son
away from his phone.
Yet you haven't
noticed a problem.
Well, maybe you should
have tried a little harder
because in case you haven't
noticed, I've been busy.
Busy doing what? Regretting
and choosing me and the kids
over your music career?
Drea. No baby. Why would you...
Why would you say... Drea.
Come back here, baby.
Drea, let's talk about things.
Boys.
Your father doesn't know it yet,
but he's sleeping
out here tonight.
I haven't been on my
phone all morning.
That's nice.
Vivian showed me
some of the sketches
for my performance outfit.
It's killer.
No doubt.
Hey Jaxon,
isn't today Reggie Day Day?
Oh yeah.
Come on, everybody.
Why aren't you guys talking?
What's going on?
Maybe that's going on.
What's that supposed to mean?
You've been so into all your
pings lately, you haven't
noticed how frustrated mom
and dad have been with you.
Maybe it made them
frustrated with each other.
Are you frustrated with me too?
Get over yourself. I've
got bigger gifts to fry.
Welcome back to Take Note.
We've only got one
performer left tonight
before we turn it over to
you to decide who goes on,
and who goes home.
Red leather, yellow
leather. Red leather,
yellow leather. Red leather,
yellow leather. Red leather..
You got this, little man.
Thanks and thanks for
being so cool about the
last minute song change.
But my dad was right. I
have to sing from the heart.
Respect.
You know what? You're right.
The voters are going
to love whatever I do.
Good luck.
And for the last performance
of the evening, Calvin.
He's singing...
Our song.
For the record, I never
regretted not having a hyphen
in my name because I always
had a life full of love,
with you.
I love you, baby.
Calvin!
Yeah, buddy.
Wow. Wow! Incredible.
Absolutely incredible.
That right there. That's
why I love my job.
Mom.
I give up. You win the
birthday gift competition.
Even though they flaked on
it, it was still an epic gift.
Dad, I tried my best.
I love you so much, and the
last thing I wanted to do was
disappointed with a pair
of socks on birthday.
So I tried to come up
with a better gift idea,
but I couldn't.
I have no gift. I'm sorry.
Jaxon, you telling
me you love me
means more to me
than any present.
Come here.
All right.
Okay, America. We're
turning it over to you.
Get your votes in.
We'll be right back to
see what you decide.
Nice job.
And we're out.
That was the best gift you
could have ever given me.
It's not the one I
need to give you.
I need you to give
you and mom an apology
for the way I've been acting.
I've been a jerk and I'm so...
So grounded when you get home?
For a very long time.
Come on. They want
us back on stage.
Okay. I love you.
Good luck.
We love you. Love you, bro.
America has voted.
The votes are being tallied up
and I am getting
the final results.
The contestant who will be
going home tonight is...
Calvin.
What?!
It's got to be a mistake, baby.