Best Foot Forward (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - Episode #1.9 - full transcript
Field day! Field day!
Field day! Field day!
- Apparently, it's field day.
- So I heard.
- Field day!
- What's field day?
Well, the student handbook defines it as,
"A fun-filled day of athletic activities,
meant to foster school spirit
and friendly competition
amongst the student body."
- I don't get it.
- We get to play games all day
and don't have to go to class!
Fun! Public school
sounds so great.
Public school is... it's nice,
but you know what's even
better than public school?
Homeschool.
Because every day can be
field day in homeschool.
In fact, watch this. Boom!
Today is homeschool field day.
- What, what!
- What?
Really?
Yes, really! You work so hard,
and you deserve a day off
to relax and have fun.
Then you definitely do,
Mama. You work all the time.
Homeschool field day!
- Homeschool field...
- Homeschool field day!
- Ooh, ooh!
- Homeschool field day!
What are we gonna do?
I have no idea.
But I will plan an
entire day of fun.
You're the best, Mama.
I know, baby. I know.
Field days all around!
Not for you, Daddy.
You have to go to work.
Thank you for keeping
me grounded, Luisa.
You're welcome.
Nope. Not interested.
- But it's field day.
- We get to play games all day!
Field day has not been kind
to me. I never win anything,
and I never get any ribbons.
Unless you count bandages.
Wait, last year you told me you won
"Field Day Athlete of the Decade."
Yeah. That was a lie.
I tried to get out of the
relay race by faking a fall.
And that fake fall
broke my real arm.
I thought you broke your arm fighting
off that tiger that escaped from the zoo.
Yeah, that sounds like a lie.
Sounds like a cool lie.
Well, I'm sitting out this year, okay?
If I can't be one of the popular kids,
then I have to at least try to maintain
my current level of unpopularity.
I can't afford to
sink any lower.
They're here!
Yay! Come on in! I'm
so excited you're here!
- Me too!
- Come on!
- Hey there, Dubins.
- Hey there, Tibbals-ses-ses-ses!
It's already... It's plural.
I'm sorry. Welcome to our home!
I brought us cold brew coffee.
- Fancy.
- I roast my own beans.
But don't worry, they are
single-origin and sustainably farmed.
Okay, that's...
Well, mine come ground in a can,
so we're pretty much the same.
Okay.
So, I have so many fun things
planned for homeschool field day.
Let's get this party started.
Look, sixth grade is playing
in the little gym. See ya!
- Be safe?
- Have fun?
- Field day!
- Seriously?
You haven't hurt
yourself yet, have you?
No, but the day is still young
and full of possibilities.
Let's go play?
Wow.
Okay! Hey, everyone.
Welcome to field day.
Why be learning when you can
throw things at one another?
Our first event is
the three-legged race.
Please collect your leg
bands from the bins,
and strap yourselves to each
other, because that's safe.
Kyle.
Hey. I need a partner.
You do not want me as a partner.
I'm bad enough on two legs.
You're really not
gonna play anything?
Hey, if I don't try,
then I can't lose, right?
Kyle, I promise you, if you
run this race, you will win.
Really? What, do you have some
type of magic power or something?
Yes, I do.
I will count down the
five smallest primes.
Eleven, seven, five, three, two!
That was it, that
was the last one, go!
Go, go, go, go!
- Yeah!
- What? No!
That isn't fair!
Mr. Polk! They cheated.
Okay. I'm gonna side with Amy,
only because she
harangues me on the daily.
- What?
- They broke the rules.
- Hey, what's going on?
- They cheated.
- Your problem now.
- Thank you, Raj.
We didn't cheat. It's
a three-legged race.
Yeah, and I have
three legs, see?
That doesn't matter. Principal
Keifer, they broke the rules!
Per the handbook,
"the three-legged race must be comprised
of teams of two different students."
The leg is a part of me, so…
I hear you, and I
respect your perspective.
But I also hear
Josh's perspective,
and Josh's perspective is
equally deserving of respect.
Both perspectives deserve
respect, respectively.
I respect you as human
beings with agency.
I am hearing. I
am holding space.
Is it hot in here? So hot.
Okay, I suppose I
should, make a decision.
So, for this decision,
I'm going to decide that,
this leg is Josh's,
so technically,
Josh crossed the finish
line with his partner.
So, Josh and Kyle
are the winners!
Yes!
I won! I'm a winner!
- A very loud one.
- Enjoy this,
it's the only time
you'll beat me in a race.
I'm enjoying it, all
right. Thanks, Josh.
Of course! I gotta make sure
my best friend has
a great field day.
They should be
disqualified for sure.
- It's just not fair.
- I'll be right back.
- See ya.
- Okay, bye.
I won!
Hey, Amy. I feel bad, so
I'm gonna help you win.
I see what's going on, here.
You helped your friend cheat, so you want
to make up for it by helping me cheat.
- Sorry. No, I didn't mean...
- Hand it over.
Thanks.
Why'd you give Amy your leg?
Amy needs it right now more than
me. But I can play the next game.
Yes. I won!
Amy wins!
Thanks, Josh!
All right, after snack, we're
gonna dive into the fun.
I've got some vegetable
art ready to go.
And then, I have these
really great wordfinders,
all about safari animals.
And after lunch,
this is so much fun,
each family is going
to get a story starter.
And we'll write
a one-page story,
and then read them out
loud to each other.
And then, we're gonna just wind
down the day with some yoga.
How does that sound?
Kind of like school.
What? No, this is an
awesome day of play.
Is it not?
It's a little structured.
Is it not supposed to be
a structured kind of day?
It's a free day. For
them, and for us.
Yeah, Mama, you don't
have to plan stuff for us.
We can just play, and so
can you and Moira's mom.
Yeah, you're right.
Moms get a field day too. Okay.
We brought Moira's trampoline.
- Should we go get it?
- Yay!
- All right. Let's go! Okay.
- Hurry! Come on!
- Come on, Mom!
- Okay.
Field day for moms. A
day without structure.
I can do this.
I have little sponges for
the bottom of the trampoline.
Thanks, again. Consider
your debt repaid.
I didn't know I was in debt.
You were.
Yes!
He really said that.
Can I have a turn now?
Let's conduct an
experiment, shall we?
Okay.
I'll jump on the trampoline,
and you'll jump on the floor,
and we'll see who
can jump higher.
But you'll jump higher.
Interesting hypothesis.
But a good scientist
conducts an experiment first.
Why aren't you jumping?
You're ruining the experiment.
This is boring. I want a turn.
The experiment isn't over!
Moira, this isn't fair!
It's my trampoline!
We're not.
We're not.
Mama?
I'm so sorry, honey.
I didn't hear you.
Moira's mommy and I
are having a good time.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
Your mom is finally letting
herself relax a little.
I am. Turns out, I
needed this day too.
What's up? Do you need a snack?
No, I'm okay. Thanks, Mama.
- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.
Okay. So, then we go out the
next night. The same restaurant…
Keep jumping.
- Dubin, you are crushing field day.
- Yeah, best field day ever.
Thanks.
So, I need to borrow your leg.
- For what?
- For the Hula-Hoop game.
Well, I was actually gonna play that game.
I haven't really played anything yet, so…
You can't hog the
Dubin advantage.
- The Dubin advantage?
- Yeah, with your leg, no one can lose.
You're such a legend.
Wow. I'm a legend?
Totally.
Well, a legend can't
let down his fans,
so you gotta have
the Dubin advantage.
Yes.
Thank you for not being
weird about your leg.
I'm a legend. Wow.
Come on, Kyle.
Come on!
Come on.
I won!
Yes, I won!
Yes!
You're not even bouncing on it.
I'm just resting.
Well, can I bounce on
it while you're resting?
The trampoline
needs to rest too.
Trampolines don't need
rest. They're inanimate.
I'm the guest, and the
guest is always right.
Look out!
There wasn't anything there.
Yes, there was.
It was a duckdown.
What's a duckdown?
It's a creepy bird
that's invisible
and only attacks girls who
are mean to their guests.
Duck!
Moira, stop it!
Duck down!
No! There's no such
thing as a duckdown!
I was like, "Gary,
take it outside."
Yes! He really said that.
Hey, Josh. What are
you doing out here?
Where's your, your leg?
Aneil is using it
for the ring catch.
Well, that's very generous of you
to let the other kids use your leg.
Yep, that's me, super generous.
Do you want me to get
your leg back from Aneil?
No. Please, don't.
It's fine, everybody's
having a good time.
Well, it doesn't look like
you're having a very good time.
Well, no, it's fine. I told
them that they could use it.
Okay, sure, but you know, you could
also ask them to stop using it.
Well, I don't wanna
disappoint any of them.
I'll just do field
day next year.
Hey, you ever eat
an ice cream sundae?
Yeah, sure.
They're delicious, right?
I like the rocky road one from
Anderson's, that hard chocolate shell,
maybe some marshmallow drizzle.
Well, regardless. When I
sit down to eat that sundae,
I'm so excited to dig in, but
then about halfway through,
my stomach starts to
hurt a little bit.
Now I used to just eat straight through
it because I really wanted that sundae,
but the more I forced myself
to eat, the less I enjoyed it.
So, one day,
right as my stomach started
to hurt, I stopped eating.
You know what I realized?
Even though, when I sat down,
I really wanted that sundae,
I was much better off if,
once I stopped enjoying it,
I just stopped eating it.
It's never too late to change your
mind about what makes you comfortable
or uncomfortable, Josh.
That's your leg.
Not theirs. Okay?
Yeah, okay.
All right. I suppose I
should get back in there.
Sir, the gym is that way.
Yeah, I know. I just suddenly
wanna grab some ice cream first.
But not too much.
Okay, so I'm the princess,
and you're my giant pet rat
who pulls my carriage around.
Mush, rat-pet! Mush!
Can I at least have a name?
No, sub-creature! Mush!
No, I'm not doing this anymore.
I am not a rat, there are no
duckdowns, and gravity is proven!
- No, it's not!
- What's going on? Girls, what happened?
Moira's being mean.
- You're being mean.
- Okay.
Well, let's just take a breath
and talk about what happened.
"What happened"? Luisa
is clearly bullying her.
I am not!
If she says she didn't do
anything, I believe her.
So my daughter's
the liar, got it.
Do...
I...
I think it's time for closing
ceremonies of home school field day.
Yes, it is.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
I can't get this through
this stinkin' door!
Shut it!
She's clearly a handful.
Yeah, Moira's a lot.
I was talking about her mom.
I'm sorry, Mama.
She just made me so angry,
and I didn't wanna bother you.
Wait, what? Why?
Because I didn't
wanna ruin your fun.
My fun? Honey, I don't care
about my fun. I care about you.
But I care about you, Mama.
Oh, sweetie.
You can always come to me when
something's bothering you,
especially when someone's
treating you badly,
no matter how much
fun I'm having. Okay?
Okay, Mama.
You know what's more fun
than jumping on a trampoline?
What?
Jumping on Mommy
and Daddy's bed.
- Really?
- Yeah, let's do it. Let's go!
Yay!
All right, everyone, listen up.
The last event is the
three-person relay race.
And then this waste of a
day will finally be over.
Hey, there you are. The
relay race is starting.
Great. I'm so excited I get
to finally play something.
What? No, we just need your leg.
The rules say the first foot
to cross the finish line wins.
- We'll have the Dubin advantage.
- Hurry up,
'cause people are
already lining up.
- No.
- What?
No, you can't use my leg.
I wanna run the relay race.
Well, your leg is a part of you, right?
So technically you will be running it.
Dubin! We need to borrow
your leg for the relay race.
No.
What? You let us use it earlier.
Yeah, and now I'm not.
Okay? You can't use it
anymore. No one can.
I'm sorry.
No, I'm not sorry.
- You're just gonna leave us hanging?
- My leg, my decision.
- That's not fair.
- He said no.
- But we need the Dubin advantage.
- He's Dubin, it's his advantage.
Whatever.
Wow. Josh, I'm so sorry.
Yeah, I guess we didn't think
about how it was affecting you.
Neither did I. So,
thanks for backing me up.
I'm sorry it took us so long.
Yeah, me too.
It's all right. Let's
go win that relay race.
Let's go!
Ready, set, go!
- Eli! You got this.
- Come on.
Good, come on.
- Come on.
- Come on, Mikayla!
Let's go, Meg. Come on, Meg!
Come on! Come on!
Come on, Mikayla!
Go, Josh!
Yes!
Go, Josh!
Hurry up! Come on!
Yeah!
Do the T. Rex. Do the
T. Rex. Do the T. Rex.
Field day! Field day!
- Apparently, it's field day.
- So I heard.
- Field day!
- What's field day?
Well, the student handbook defines it as,
"A fun-filled day of athletic activities,
meant to foster school spirit
and friendly competition
amongst the student body."
- I don't get it.
- We get to play games all day
and don't have to go to class!
Fun! Public school
sounds so great.
Public school is... it's nice,
but you know what's even
better than public school?
Homeschool.
Because every day can be
field day in homeschool.
In fact, watch this. Boom!
Today is homeschool field day.
- What, what!
- What?
Really?
Yes, really! You work so hard,
and you deserve a day off
to relax and have fun.
Then you definitely do,
Mama. You work all the time.
Homeschool field day!
- Homeschool field...
- Homeschool field day!
- Ooh, ooh!
- Homeschool field day!
What are we gonna do?
I have no idea.
But I will plan an
entire day of fun.
You're the best, Mama.
I know, baby. I know.
Field days all around!
Not for you, Daddy.
You have to go to work.
Thank you for keeping
me grounded, Luisa.
You're welcome.
Nope. Not interested.
- But it's field day.
- We get to play games all day!
Field day has not been kind
to me. I never win anything,
and I never get any ribbons.
Unless you count bandages.
Wait, last year you told me you won
"Field Day Athlete of the Decade."
Yeah. That was a lie.
I tried to get out of the
relay race by faking a fall.
And that fake fall
broke my real arm.
I thought you broke your arm fighting
off that tiger that escaped from the zoo.
Yeah, that sounds like a lie.
Sounds like a cool lie.
Well, I'm sitting out this year, okay?
If I can't be one of the popular kids,
then I have to at least try to maintain
my current level of unpopularity.
I can't afford to
sink any lower.
They're here!
Yay! Come on in! I'm
so excited you're here!
- Me too!
- Come on!
- Hey there, Dubins.
- Hey there, Tibbals-ses-ses-ses!
It's already... It's plural.
I'm sorry. Welcome to our home!
I brought us cold brew coffee.
- Fancy.
- I roast my own beans.
But don't worry, they are
single-origin and sustainably farmed.
Okay, that's...
Well, mine come ground in a can,
so we're pretty much the same.
Okay.
So, I have so many fun things
planned for homeschool field day.
Let's get this party started.
Look, sixth grade is playing
in the little gym. See ya!
- Be safe?
- Have fun?
- Field day!
- Seriously?
You haven't hurt
yourself yet, have you?
No, but the day is still young
and full of possibilities.
Let's go play?
Wow.
Okay! Hey, everyone.
Welcome to field day.
Why be learning when you can
throw things at one another?
Our first event is
the three-legged race.
Please collect your leg
bands from the bins,
and strap yourselves to each
other, because that's safe.
Kyle.
Hey. I need a partner.
You do not want me as a partner.
I'm bad enough on two legs.
You're really not
gonna play anything?
Hey, if I don't try,
then I can't lose, right?
Kyle, I promise you, if you
run this race, you will win.
Really? What, do you have some
type of magic power or something?
Yes, I do.
I will count down the
five smallest primes.
Eleven, seven, five, three, two!
That was it, that
was the last one, go!
Go, go, go, go!
- Yeah!
- What? No!
That isn't fair!
Mr. Polk! They cheated.
Okay. I'm gonna side with Amy,
only because she
harangues me on the daily.
- What?
- They broke the rules.
- Hey, what's going on?
- They cheated.
- Your problem now.
- Thank you, Raj.
We didn't cheat. It's
a three-legged race.
Yeah, and I have
three legs, see?
That doesn't matter. Principal
Keifer, they broke the rules!
Per the handbook,
"the three-legged race must be comprised
of teams of two different students."
The leg is a part of me, so…
I hear you, and I
respect your perspective.
But I also hear
Josh's perspective,
and Josh's perspective is
equally deserving of respect.
Both perspectives deserve
respect, respectively.
I respect you as human
beings with agency.
I am hearing. I
am holding space.
Is it hot in here? So hot.
Okay, I suppose I
should, make a decision.
So, for this decision,
I'm going to decide that,
this leg is Josh's,
so technically,
Josh crossed the finish
line with his partner.
So, Josh and Kyle
are the winners!
Yes!
I won! I'm a winner!
- A very loud one.
- Enjoy this,
it's the only time
you'll beat me in a race.
I'm enjoying it, all
right. Thanks, Josh.
Of course! I gotta make sure
my best friend has
a great field day.
They should be
disqualified for sure.
- It's just not fair.
- I'll be right back.
- See ya.
- Okay, bye.
I won!
Hey, Amy. I feel bad, so
I'm gonna help you win.
I see what's going on, here.
You helped your friend cheat, so you want
to make up for it by helping me cheat.
- Sorry. No, I didn't mean...
- Hand it over.
Thanks.
Why'd you give Amy your leg?
Amy needs it right now more than
me. But I can play the next game.
Yes. I won!
Amy wins!
Thanks, Josh!
All right, after snack, we're
gonna dive into the fun.
I've got some vegetable
art ready to go.
And then, I have these
really great wordfinders,
all about safari animals.
And after lunch,
this is so much fun,
each family is going
to get a story starter.
And we'll write
a one-page story,
and then read them out
loud to each other.
And then, we're gonna just wind
down the day with some yoga.
How does that sound?
Kind of like school.
What? No, this is an
awesome day of play.
Is it not?
It's a little structured.
Is it not supposed to be
a structured kind of day?
It's a free day. For
them, and for us.
Yeah, Mama, you don't
have to plan stuff for us.
We can just play, and so
can you and Moira's mom.
Yeah, you're right.
Moms get a field day too. Okay.
We brought Moira's trampoline.
- Should we go get it?
- Yay!
- All right. Let's go! Okay.
- Hurry! Come on!
- Come on, Mom!
- Okay.
Field day for moms. A
day without structure.
I can do this.
I have little sponges for
the bottom of the trampoline.
Thanks, again. Consider
your debt repaid.
I didn't know I was in debt.
You were.
Yes!
He really said that.
Can I have a turn now?
Let's conduct an
experiment, shall we?
Okay.
I'll jump on the trampoline,
and you'll jump on the floor,
and we'll see who
can jump higher.
But you'll jump higher.
Interesting hypothesis.
But a good scientist
conducts an experiment first.
Why aren't you jumping?
You're ruining the experiment.
This is boring. I want a turn.
The experiment isn't over!
Moira, this isn't fair!
It's my trampoline!
We're not.
We're not.
Mama?
I'm so sorry, honey.
I didn't hear you.
Moira's mommy and I
are having a good time.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
Your mom is finally letting
herself relax a little.
I am. Turns out, I
needed this day too.
What's up? Do you need a snack?
No, I'm okay. Thanks, Mama.
- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.
Okay. So, then we go out the
next night. The same restaurant…
Keep jumping.
- Dubin, you are crushing field day.
- Yeah, best field day ever.
Thanks.
So, I need to borrow your leg.
- For what?
- For the Hula-Hoop game.
Well, I was actually gonna play that game.
I haven't really played anything yet, so…
You can't hog the
Dubin advantage.
- The Dubin advantage?
- Yeah, with your leg, no one can lose.
You're such a legend.
Wow. I'm a legend?
Totally.
Well, a legend can't
let down his fans,
so you gotta have
the Dubin advantage.
Yes.
Thank you for not being
weird about your leg.
I'm a legend. Wow.
Come on, Kyle.
Come on!
Come on.
I won!
Yes, I won!
Yes!
You're not even bouncing on it.
I'm just resting.
Well, can I bounce on
it while you're resting?
The trampoline
needs to rest too.
Trampolines don't need
rest. They're inanimate.
I'm the guest, and the
guest is always right.
Look out!
There wasn't anything there.
Yes, there was.
It was a duckdown.
What's a duckdown?
It's a creepy bird
that's invisible
and only attacks girls who
are mean to their guests.
Duck!
Moira, stop it!
Duck down!
No! There's no such
thing as a duckdown!
I was like, "Gary,
take it outside."
Yes! He really said that.
Hey, Josh. What are
you doing out here?
Where's your, your leg?
Aneil is using it
for the ring catch.
Well, that's very generous of you
to let the other kids use your leg.
Yep, that's me, super generous.
Do you want me to get
your leg back from Aneil?
No. Please, don't.
It's fine, everybody's
having a good time.
Well, it doesn't look like
you're having a very good time.
Well, no, it's fine. I told
them that they could use it.
Okay, sure, but you know, you could
also ask them to stop using it.
Well, I don't wanna
disappoint any of them.
I'll just do field
day next year.
Hey, you ever eat
an ice cream sundae?
Yeah, sure.
They're delicious, right?
I like the rocky road one from
Anderson's, that hard chocolate shell,
maybe some marshmallow drizzle.
Well, regardless. When I
sit down to eat that sundae,
I'm so excited to dig in, but
then about halfway through,
my stomach starts to
hurt a little bit.
Now I used to just eat straight through
it because I really wanted that sundae,
but the more I forced myself
to eat, the less I enjoyed it.
So, one day,
right as my stomach started
to hurt, I stopped eating.
You know what I realized?
Even though, when I sat down,
I really wanted that sundae,
I was much better off if,
once I stopped enjoying it,
I just stopped eating it.
It's never too late to change your
mind about what makes you comfortable
or uncomfortable, Josh.
That's your leg.
Not theirs. Okay?
Yeah, okay.
All right. I suppose I
should get back in there.
Sir, the gym is that way.
Yeah, I know. I just suddenly
wanna grab some ice cream first.
But not too much.
Okay, so I'm the princess,
and you're my giant pet rat
who pulls my carriage around.
Mush, rat-pet! Mush!
Can I at least have a name?
No, sub-creature! Mush!
No, I'm not doing this anymore.
I am not a rat, there are no
duckdowns, and gravity is proven!
- No, it's not!
- What's going on? Girls, what happened?
Moira's being mean.
- You're being mean.
- Okay.
Well, let's just take a breath
and talk about what happened.
"What happened"? Luisa
is clearly bullying her.
I am not!
If she says she didn't do
anything, I believe her.
So my daughter's
the liar, got it.
Do...
I...
I think it's time for closing
ceremonies of home school field day.
Yes, it is.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
I can't get this through
this stinkin' door!
Shut it!
She's clearly a handful.
Yeah, Moira's a lot.
I was talking about her mom.
I'm sorry, Mama.
She just made me so angry,
and I didn't wanna bother you.
Wait, what? Why?
Because I didn't
wanna ruin your fun.
My fun? Honey, I don't care
about my fun. I care about you.
But I care about you, Mama.
Oh, sweetie.
You can always come to me when
something's bothering you,
especially when someone's
treating you badly,
no matter how much
fun I'm having. Okay?
Okay, Mama.
You know what's more fun
than jumping on a trampoline?
What?
Jumping on Mommy
and Daddy's bed.
- Really?
- Yeah, let's do it. Let's go!
Yay!
All right, everyone, listen up.
The last event is the
three-person relay race.
And then this waste of a
day will finally be over.
Hey, there you are. The
relay race is starting.
Great. I'm so excited I get
to finally play something.
What? No, we just need your leg.
The rules say the first foot
to cross the finish line wins.
- We'll have the Dubin advantage.
- Hurry up,
'cause people are
already lining up.
- No.
- What?
No, you can't use my leg.
I wanna run the relay race.
Well, your leg is a part of you, right?
So technically you will be running it.
Dubin! We need to borrow
your leg for the relay race.
No.
What? You let us use it earlier.
Yeah, and now I'm not.
Okay? You can't use it
anymore. No one can.
I'm sorry.
No, I'm not sorry.
- You're just gonna leave us hanging?
- My leg, my decision.
- That's not fair.
- He said no.
- But we need the Dubin advantage.
- He's Dubin, it's his advantage.
Whatever.
Wow. Josh, I'm so sorry.
Yeah, I guess we didn't think
about how it was affecting you.
Neither did I. So,
thanks for backing me up.
I'm sorry it took us so long.
Yeah, me too.
It's all right. Let's
go win that relay race.
Let's go!
Ready, set, go!
- Eli! You got this.
- Come on.
Good, come on.
- Come on.
- Come on, Mikayla!
Let's go, Meg. Come on, Meg!
Come on! Come on!
Come on, Mikayla!
Go, Josh!
Yes!
Go, Josh!
Hurry up! Come on!
Yeah!
Do the T. Rex. Do the
T. Rex. Do the T. Rex.