Degrassi: The Next Generation (2001–2015): Season 5, Episode 6 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For - full transcript

- Show your stuff.
All right, let's go.

Go back. Go back up top.
- Okay, come on.

- Ooh...
- Ow!

- Taking it easy on me.
- Does this look easy or painful?

- So get up.
- Okay, let's go.

- All right, that's it.
- Look at that. Oh!

- He's got a lot of potential, but...

(muffled comment)

- There you go.

So how did I do?
Good enough to make the tryouts?

- Well, to be honest, you're still
a little awkward in your chair.



But the National Wheelchair
Sports Association

likes a competitive edge
and that, you've got.

Tryouts are Wednesday.

- Oh... thank you. Thank you.

- Proud of you, son.

- So, uh, should I book
my ticket to China,

say, uh... 2008?

- Let's get past Wednesday.

- Very good, Jimmy. Very good.
Keep playing with Derek?

- Yup.
- Work on your chair manoeuvring.

He did say
you were a little awkward.

Whatever it takes

I know I can make it through

If I hold out



I know I can make it through

Ooh...

Be the best

Be the best I can

And I say to you

Whatever it takes

I know I can make it

I know I can make it

I know I can make it through

- Jimmy, you're not serious.
You can't quit the band.

- Can somebody be happy
about this?

This is me,

Jimmy the athlete. I'm back.

- What can I say?

We'll miss you in the band, but...

Good luck.

- Thank you.

I appreciate it.
- Yeah. Good luck.

- Thank you.

- I'm happy for you.

Welcome back, Jimmy Brooks.

So, do you think
you'll make the team?

- Liberty, hold up!

You're starting to show.

- People believe what
they want to believe.

Okay? And no one wants to believe

that their student council president
is in her third trimester.

- Her third tri-what?

- You don't know anything, do you?

Have you done any research?
- Yeah, I have, okay? Tons.

Okay, I'm lying.

But the thing is... every time
I look at those books,

I just get kind of flustered.

They freak me out.
- Why am I not surprised?

- Heads up!

(doll cries )

- Danny, are you insane?

- I'm not the one
who missed a flying baby.

- What is this?

- The digital baby.

Shhh. Shhh.
Family planning project.

I'm Mr. Mom for a week.

- Why are you taking family planning?
- Why does anyone take it?

'Cause it's a bird course.
Plus,

the class is full of fly mammies

and one dude: me.

I like those odds.

- What are you drawing?

- It's nothing.

- Pen's hitting paper
and leaving a series of marks.

Deduction says you're drawing.

- My dad said he'd get me
a new wheelchair

if I make the paralympic team.

Hand-made, designed by me.

- What's this?

I knew you could get creative
with a guitar slide,

but this is a whole different...

and disturbing side of you.

- It's really just something I started
in the hospital to pass the time.

It kinda makes me chill.

- These are really good.

I don't think you know how good.

- Work on your chair manoeuvring.

He did say you were a little awkward.

(gunshot)
- Ahhhh!

- Jimmy!

- These are really good.
I don't thing you know how good.

- Jim?

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm good to go.

- Could've fooled me.

- Dad, I'm fine.

I just...

I just keep losing focus,

and I don't feel the flow
like I used to.

- That's just stress talking.

Making this team is
the be-all-and-end-all for you.

So of course you feel stressed out.
It's natural, son.

- You're right.

- You know, 90 percent
of being a champion is mental.

Do we need to get you
a sports psychologist

before the tryout?

You're worried about letting me down?

- I'm not.

Look, stop worrying about me.

I'm gonna do this.

- Okay.

Okay. That's my boy.

(Baby's head thuds
against the door.)

- Liberty, your time was up
20 minutes ago!

- Go away. I'm sick.

- Yeah? Well, I'm sick too.
Sick of waiting for you

to get your sorry butt
out of the bathroom every morning.

(toilet flushes )

(doll cries )

- What is that smell?

- Body spray.

The ad said it'll attract
the fly mammies like a sex magnet.

- Yeah, well, it's turning my stomach.
- Wait.

I know what's going on.
You're in here

blowing chunks every morning
like it's going out of style.

You're bulimic!

- Yeah, I'm bulimic.
Brilliant deduction.

- Well, if you're gonna
binge and purge,

do it somewhere else.

Not that it's working, tubbo.

(computer beeps )

- It's an art exhibit downtown.

- I'm not really the art exhibit
type of guy.

- But this is horror comic art
from the 50s:

cool, dark, disturbed.

Right up your alley.

- Sounds like.

But I got tryouts at 6:00.

- Oh, too bad.

It's the last day of the exhibit.

- Look... Ellie, I got a lot on my mind.

- All the more reason
to go someplace else.

In your mind, I mean,

but whatev.

- Liberty, we need to talk.

- Not now.

My stomach is doing cartwheels.
I feel horrid.

- If you keep acting like
you have something to hide,

people are gonna start to wonder.
- I get morning sickness.

And the amount of time
I spend in the bathroom--

- No way!
- It's making some people wonder.

You think this has been easy?
- I don't know what to say.

- No way!
JT, I want to talk with you!

You got my sister pregnant?!
I'm going to kill you!

- Danny, stop it!
Danny, get off him!

- Ahh! Can't breathe!

- Danny, stop it! Get off him!

Stop it!

- Liberty, how could you let this idiot
do that to you?!

- It was an accident.

- I was speaking to my sister.

Do Mom and Dad even know?

Danny, I beg you,
please, do not tell.

- Like, that work in there was sick.
That's what I live for.

- Is it okay to be scared right now?

So? Should we go?

Don't you have to mentally prepare?

Get in your basketball zoney-zone?

- It's a little crowded
in there right now

and this is quiet.
It's good.

And... this is a box.

You know, I think
they have lessons here.

- In proper box placement?

- No.

Life drawings, still-lifes,

landscapes.
You might like it.

- I just draw stuff I imagine.
Stuff I see when I close my eyes.

It's like I have a pen in my hand

and everything just goes ''shhhhh''.

And then I can say
everything I want to say -

everything I need to say -
right there on that piece of paper.

- You're sounding suspiciously
like an artist.

- An artist?

Does that sound like
Jimmy Brooks to you?

- I don't know, does it?

- Gallery is closing, kids.

- It's 5:00 already?

- It's five after six.

- Dad!

- Coach.

Where have you been?
You're 30 minutes late?

Are you all right?
- Yeah, I was practicing...

preparing mentally.
I lost track of time. I'm sorry.

- Showing up late for tryouts makes us
think you don't want the spot.

- No, I want to play, Sir. I do.

- It's too late now. We're done.
- Coach Morris,

this'll never happen again.

Please let us try out.

I personally ensure
that Jimmy will be here,

on time, ready to go.

- Okay, look,
I'll make an exception for you.

Be here tomorrow.
I'll get you a spot, okay?

- Thank you, coach.
I won't let you down.

- Yeah.

- You neither, Dad.

I promise.

Wow...

Okay, see? Now you're tempting me.
I miss this shot

and the Lexus wears a dent.
- Don't miss the shot...

or don't take it.

Until you're sitting in this.

- It's awesome.

But what happened to me
designing my own?

- Jim, this is the top of the line.
The Lexus.

You got to have the best
if you're gonna be a champion.

- I don't know what to say.

- You weren't supposed to get it
until after you made the team.

But after your little stunt yesterday,

I thought you might need
the incentive.

By showing up late,
your discipline was questioned.

You show up tonight in this,

they'll take you seriously.

We'll all take you seriously.

- Danny?

- Still not talking to either of you.

- I barely slept last night, okay?

I had nightmares with pitchforks

and torches.
- And babies?

- Daniel, this is serious.
You didn't tell Mom or Dad, right?

- If I did, you'd know.
Because you'd both be dead right now.

- Precisely why this needs
to remain our secret.

Do we have your word?

- Danny, you can't tell anyone.

- Oh yes, I can, idiot.

But I won't.
So long as you help me

and the kid get an ''A''.
It's not like you don't need

the practice, Dad.

- See, I'm not getting the fit.

- Hey, Jim?

Someone to see you.

- I wanted to apologize.

- There is nothing to apologize for.

- I made you miss your tryout.

- I'm getting another chance.

And besides, I had fun with you.

- I'm going to the gallery today.
To sign up for life-drawing classes.

I can put your name down too.

- Uh...

- Hey, you show talent.

This is me encouraging it.

- This is me thanking you,

but... no.

- Okay.

- So... can I ask her out?

- Just throw me the damn ball.

Ah!

- You okay?!

(groans )

(dolls cry)

- I can't believe
I'm skipping bio for this.

- Just support its neck, moron,
and stop complaining.

If you'd kept the dime-stack
in your pants,

you wouldn't be in this situation.

- Whatever.

Why won't this thing stop crying?

- Burp it.

- I am not burping a doll.

- Hmmm...

Sensors inside detect no burping,

I get a bad grade,
everyone finds out your secret.

- You're just loving this, aren't you?

- Thank you.

- Does it hurt?

- I'll live.

- We're in the nurse's office.

- So?

- So nothing.

Just not in the mood.

I spoke to your dad.
He's worried.

And after talking to him,

so am I.

He said you missed
your tryouts last night

because you were at the art gallery
with Ellie Nash.

- I just needed to focus
and it was quiet.

- So is the library.
- I like art.

- Maybe I like art, too.

- Do you, really?

- No, I don't.

I don't get art at all.

But if you were freaked out
or losing it,

I would've hoped
I'd be the one you'd go to.

Not Ellie.

- What happened to your hand?

- It's a little sprain.
It's no big deal.

Look Dad, I gotta talk to you
about this new chair.

It's not riding like my old one.

- It rides better, I'm sure.

It's the same model
the team plays in.

- Yeah, Dad, this isn't helping me.

- Well, how can I help you?

I just want you to win, son.

I want you to feel good
about yourself.

I want you to be you again.

- Dad, I can't.

That's impossible.
I'm in a wheelchair, okay?

I am never walking again.
- I know, son.

- No you don't.

'Cause you keep trying
to bring this old Jimmy back -

the star player, the athlete.

That Jimmy is gone.

That Jimmy got shot.

- Jimmy, you're under a lot
of pressure right now.

- You think?

And where's that pressure
coming from, Dad?

From me?

Have you ever asked me
just once,

if I want this?

- Jimmy, you ready?

- Yeah, I'm ready.

- The baby's crying.
- Thanks, Yoda. I noticed.

- Make him stop or give him back to me.
You're gonna make me fail!

- No, I won't.
- You will. Face it, JT, you suck!

- I don't suck!
I just need a little more practice!

- Yeah, a lifetime's worth.
- Give me the baby back!

(doll crying)

(Both): No!

- Nice work, genius.

- Hey, you okay
to start with freethrows?

What's the matter?
Your hand?

- Look, I mean no disrespect
at all, coach, but...

all this just isn't for me.

- So you wasted my time?

- And I'm sorry for that, Sir.

- What are you doing?
- Let's just go home.

- What about the team?

- Dad, stop.

This is my life not yours.

We got a lot of stuff to talk about.

- I got an ''incomplete''.

Thanks, JT.

- You were the one
who blackmailed me, okay,

into scamming a good grade!

- No, I blackmailed you
because you're going to have

a baby, idiot!
- Shhh.

- You need to learn this stuff.
I just thought I could help.

- That is the dumbest thing
I've heard come out of your mouth.

Okay, I've been dealing with this
on my own, for months.

I haven't needed any help so far
and I don't now.

- You're wrong, Liberty, okay?

We're both totally clueless here.

- Speak for yourself.

- You're six months pregnant

and you haven't even seen a doctor yet.
That's not good.

- I'm student council president,

okay?

I can't be pregnant.

I just... can't.

- This isn't just about you, right?

It's about you
and this baby and me.

- And me.

Hey, I'm the uncle here, okay?

- We'll go to see Ms. Sauvé tomorrow.

She'll tell us what to do.

- I'm sorry I didn't call you
last night.

I was having a long talk with my dad
about a lot of stuff.

- You could've emailed. I just wanted
to know if you made the team.

It's okay.

You've been under a lot of stress.
You can try again?

- That's the thing...
I don't want to.

Everything I've been
through this past year -

all the physio,
the therapy, the training -

it's all been to get back to how
I was before I got shot.

- And you are.
You are back.

- No. I'm not.

I've changed.

And I gotta make some changes too.

- No. You're wrong.
You haven't changed.

'Cause when I look in your eyes,
I still see you, I still see

the same old Jimmy.
- Hazel, it's complicated.

- Then explain it to me.
- I don't know if I can.

- Just try.

- Okay.

I'll try.

DVD Subtitling: CNST, Montreal