Step by Step (1991–1998): Season 6, Episode 16 - It Didn't Happen One Night - full transcript
Following their date, Al's new boyfriend Kyle wants to go all the way, but she refuses. Later, Karen becomes upset when Al keeps getting date offers, but Al has actually gotten a reputation she doesn't want, thanks to Kyle claiming the two had sex on their date. Karen also has her eye on Kyle and believes Al is lying, but when Al breaks down in tears, she agrees to help expose the truth.
-Hey. Howdy, Mr. L.
-Hey, Rich.
Come on in.
Yeah, I just subscribed
to the Maximum Sports
channel.
It's got everything.
It's got
basketball and football
and hockey and soccer,
and some crazy
Australian game
where a bunch of women
get together
and just beat the snot
out of each other.
Well, that's what I call
a maximum sports channel.
Yeah, sit down,
sit down, sit down.
No way. No way.
Mr. L, this is
the Bucks-Clippers game.
I thought
this wasn't televised.
Yeah, well,
it is if you've got
the Maximum Sports channel.
Hey, hey.
Hey, Rich,
I'm ready to go.
Yeah,
just a second, Sweetie.
The Clippers got the ball,
and we're down by three.
That's charging!
That's charging!
That's Mike's ball.
Honey, the movie's gonna
start in 20 minutes.
We have to leave now.
Frank,
are you going to fix
the garbage disposal?
Yeah, okay, honey.
You said "Okay, honey"
an hour ago.
Okay, honey.
Mom, you get the feeling
they're not listening to us?
Yes!
Boys,
since you're so busy,
Dana and I
are gonna put on
our leather bikinis
and go out with
a couple of bikers
named Fuzzy and Scuzzy.
Yes!
Karen,
what are you doing?
Setting a trap
for Kyle McCormick.
He's hot.
I've been spraying my perfume
in strategic places--
His locker,
his desk in homeroom.
Pretty soon,
his animal instincts
will take over
and he'll track me down
and claim me for his own.
Well,
that's very romantic.
If you're a moose.
Ladies,
looking good today.
There's Kyle.
Bingo.
He's taking the bait.
Now watch me reel him in
like a great, big love tuna.
He's coming over.
Hey, Karen. You know,
I like your perfume.
Really? That's so sweet
of you to notice.
Yeah, it reminds me
of my mother.
Hey, you're Al Lambert,
aren't you?
Yeah.
How'd you like
to go out tonight?
Sure.
Great. I'll--
I'll pick you up at 8:00.
Okay.
Looks like
I bagged your tuna.
Well-- well, thanks.
I-- I had a great time.
Yeah? Me too.
Well, I guess
this is goodnight.
You know, I had
this car customized.
Yeah,
I figured a CD player
wasn't standard equipment
on a '57 Chevy.
No, I'm not talking
about the radio.
I'm talking
about the seats.
Just relax, lean back,
and check this out.
It's pretty cool?
Hey,
what are you doing?
I was about to ask you
the same question.
What?
I thought we were just
having a little fun.
Yeah,
before you turned your car
into a sleazy motel room.
Hey, where are you
going, babe?
Look, Bonnie Casset
and Jackie Frager
didn't mind
rolling around
in the love mobile.
In fact, I haven't
had any complaints yet.
Yeah, well, you know what?
I have a complaint.
You're a pig.
J.T., J.T.,
guess what is just
about to burst out of me?
Upstairs,
first door on the left.
Jiggle the handle.
No, no, no, not that.
How would you like to see
two of the most
super extra-sexy woman
on the face of the Earth?
You got tickets
for mud wrestling tonight?
No, not mud wrestling.
Come on, J.T.
Woman in bikinis
rolling around in the mud,
this is not sexy.
It's a little bit sexy,
but that's not the point.
The point is that I,
Jean-Luc Rieupeyroux,
have spent the entire day
giving a fabulous makeover
to Carol and Dana
so that their stupid
American men will not
take them for granted.
And therefore,
without further ado,
I, Jean-Luc Rieupeyroux,
present to you the two
new and improved
femme fatales
of Port Washington.
Carol.
Carol, you look great.
Thanks.
Yeah, Dana, wow, you--
you almost look like a chick.
And you can almost
kiss my butt.
The two of you look
fabulous.
And I guarantee your men
will not ignore you now.
I stake my Rieupeyroux
reputation on it!
Look at that!
Another slam dunk.
Michael Jordan
is the man.
I'm thinking of shaving
a "23" right in the side
of my head.
-What do you think?
-I like it.
Hi, Frank.
Hi, honey.
Hi, Rich.
Hi, Dane.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on!
Frank, how do you like
my new dress?
I sure will, honey.
Look at that!
Another slam dunk!
These guys are hopeless.
Let's get out of here.
Thanks a lot, Rich.
You're welcome.
What was their problem?
Well, their problem
is they're in love
with a couple
of romantically-challenged
couch potatoes!
-Hey, we're watching the game!
-Hey, what are you thinking?
Shut up!
You both make me so mad,
I could just do this.
Your women
are starved for attention,
and what do you do?
You ignore them to stare
at the television and go--
What are you talking about?
I pay a lot
of attention to Carol.
Just-- just not
when I'm watching sports.
And how many hours
have you spent
watching the mega mondo
maxi macho sports channel?
Well, maybe you're right.
Maybe-- maybe I've been
spending too much time
watching sports,
so I'll go up and find Carol
and say I'm sorry.
I think the ship
has sailed on "I'm sorry."
I mean,
that may be pretty good
when you do something like
eat a late-night bean burrito
and keep Carol up all night.
You know, you're right.
I mean,
we have been treating
the girls unfairly.
What do we need to do
to make it up to them?
You need to sweep them
off their foot,
which you obviously
don't know how to do,
so, much as I revile you,
tonight, I,
Jean-Luc Rieupeyroux,
will transform you both
into suave,
continental love machines.
Hello,
Al's answering service.
No, Al's not here.
No, I can't pencil you in
for a date with her.
Just try back in a few months,
all right?
This is getting ridiculous.
I don't get it.
All the boys are calling
Al instead of me.
It's like the whole world
has gone crazy.
Look, Karen, no offense,
but,
you're over the hill, babe.
Past your prime.
She's in, you're out.
She's young, you're old.
Get over it.
Hi, Karen.
Hi.
Well, I guess I'll just
leave you two old hags alone
so you can compare
liver spots
and talk about the good,
old days?
Okay.
What was that all about?
J.T. thinks
that the reason
every boy in school
is calling Al instead of me
is because I'm over the hill.
Well,
you're not over the hill.
You're just not easy.
See, the word around school
is that Al and Kyle McCormick...
you know.
The big "you know"?
Yep.
They did
the horizontal macarena.
I can't believe
that Al went all the way
with Kyle McCormick.
How could she do that?
You know what, guys?
I think this sweater
is really working for me.
I mean, every guy in school
said hello to me today.
Look at all
these messages.
Jason, Devon, Brandon, Tate?
I guess I'd have a stack
of messages from boys too,
if I was easy.
What is that
supposed to mean?
Um,
this could get ugly.
I'll be upstairs.
Where do you get off
calling me easy?
Come on, Al.
I know you went all the way
with Kyle McCormick.
For your information,
the only thing
I did with that creep
was leave him
and his love mobile
in my dust.
That's not what I heard.
Well then, whoever
you heard it from
is a liar.
Karen,
how can you believe
such a stupid rumor?
Well, it's the only thing
that makes sense.
I mean, why else
would all the boys
be calling you instead of me?
Well, here's a theory.
Maybe they're just not
interested in a vain, jealous,
self-centered snob.
God, I'm good.
Frank, you look
super extra fantastic.
Well, listen,
I know these monkey suits
are supposed to be suave,
but it doesn't
feel right on me.
Come on, Frank.
When Carol sees you
dressed like this,
she will melt.
Just like
Tammy Faye Bakker's face
on a hot day.
I'm not so sure
Carol's even gonna be here.
She was so upset with me
this afternoon.
Well, fortunately,
you had the good sense
to send her flowers,
candy,
and a very tasteful
gold bracelet.
By the way,
you owe me $385.
Rich Halke,
reporting for romance.
What do you think?
You look like the mayor
of munchkin city.
I know.
It's pretty hip?
And the best thing about it,
this baby only cost me
$4.95.
I think you overpaid.
Now, um,
I'll go check on dinner
and tell the ladies
you're ready for them.
Mr. L, how about this?
You and Mrs. L,
me and Dana.
It's kinda like going
on a double date?
Yeah, it's a big
dream come true.
Hi, Rich.
Mama.
I mean...
Dana,
you look gorgeous.
Thank you.
And you look like...
Super Fly.
Thank you.
Allow me to escort you
to your table, madam.
Mama.
Thanks, Frank.
That's exactly the reaction
I was hoping for.
This is so beautiful.
Okay,
what happens next?
What happens next...
Open the champagne,
you nincompoop!
Yeah, the champagne.
1993.
A very good year.
"Best if used
before February of '97."
Okay, here we go.
I-- I don't have my keys.
Listen, Carol, I'm sorry.
This, night was supposed
to be special for you,
but champagne and tuxedos
and being suave,
well, it's just not me.
Yeah, and I really wanna
show you a good time
tonight, Dana,
and I know...I look
good in a tux.
But...it's just
not me either.
I think you guys
are doing great.
-Really?
-Yeah.
You know,
Frank, the candles,
the champagne, the flowers,
the romantic music,
it's so wonderful.
But you know what
the most romantic thing
about tonight was?
When you turned off the TV
and you said, "I wanna
spend the evening with you."
So you're,
you're not disappointed?
I mean, that I'm not
a debonair sophisticate
like Jean-Luc?
Why would I
be disappointed?
I'm having a wonderful evening
with the man I love.
You wanna dance?
I would love to.
Would you care to dance?
Absolutely.
First,
lose the Elton John shoes.
But they're really
working for me.
No, they're really,
really not.
Hey, my tray
was here first.
-Well, I'm not moving.
-Neither am I.
-Fine.
-Fine.
Well, I'm glad that during
these troubling times
you two have found a way
to put your differences aside
and patch things up.
Shut up!
Perhaps I should find
another table.
Hey, you're Al Lambert,
aren't you?
Yeah.
Well, I'm Morton Osgood,
and I hear you're a real
party gal.
Excuse me?
Well, the word around
the chess club
is that you're quite
a hot little number,
and I was hoping that, well,
maybe you could rock my world.
Listen, nimrod.
You go tell the rest
of the geek squad
and anyone else you see
that those rumors about me
and Kyle McCormick
are lies!
Lambert.
Well, I heard
that you were feisty.
Shut up.
Hey, Al, how about going
to the drive-in Saturday?
Hear you got a thing
for cars.
Leave me alone.
Don't get
all bent out of shape.
It's okay. We like you.
In fact,
the whole football team
just loves you.
Knock it off.
Al...
You know, Karen,
just go away, Okay?
Are you okay?
No.
No, I'm not okay!
Everybody in this school
thinks that I'm a tramp,
including you!
Look, I know I said
some terrible things
about you the other day,
and I'm really,
really sorry.
I guess I just let myself
believe the rumors
because I was jealous.
Of what? Of What?
That everybody
thinks I'm easy?
No.
No, I was jealous
because for the first time,
it wasn't my stack
of phone messages
on the counter.
You were the one
getting all the calls,
and I just
couldn't handle it.
Is there anything I can do
to make it up to you?
Yeah, you can make
this whole thing go away.
I'm a funny guy.
What can I say?
I think we can
take care of that.
Follow me.
Excuse me, Kyle?
Excuse me, ladies.
Karen.
You're looking good.
Give it a rest, Kyle.
Everybody, I,
need your attention.
Hey, you in the back,
listen up.
We need to clear up
the little matter
of what actually happened
between Kyle McCormick
and Al Lambert.
There seems to be
a difference of opinion.
I don't think we really
need to get into this.
I think we do.
Al, why don't
you tell everyone
exactly what happened
between you and Kyle
in his car?
Love to.
Nothing happened.
He tried to put his big,
ugly paws all over me,
so I called him a pig
and got out of the car.
Yeah, that's what you say--
No, that's the truth!
Look, I don't care how far
you got in that car
with Bonnie or Jackie.
You don't
get anywhere with me.
Wait a minute.
What did he say
he did with me?
Well, Bonnie, he said he went
all the way with you.
Well, he's a liar.
'Cause I didn't do
anything with him.
Me neither.
The only time I touched him
was when I slapped him
in the face and got
out of the car.
Gee, Kyle, looks like
the only person you've
gone all the way with
is yourself.
Look, I don't have
to listen to this.
You shut your mouth.
All right?
I'm out of here.
Yeah, beat it, creep.
Yeah, we don't need jerks
like you hanging around here.
All right, anyone else
wanna mess around with me?
That's not what I meant.
Carol?
- Be down in a minute.
- Make yourself comfortable.
Well, we gonna be late
for work.
This may be the single
greatest moment
in the history of the Maximum Sports channel.
It's for the goal.
From the two.
Five seconds left
in the game.
The crowd is on their feet.
La, la.
Favre takes the snap,
hands to Bennett.
He dives, he scores.
Touchdown Packers!
Oui,touchdown!
What's a touchdown?
Look at that festive
little dance.
One of the greatest moments
in NFL history.
Let's see that again.
Okay, Jean-Luc,
are you ready to go?
Okay, honey.
Are you listening to me?
Yes!
Yes, yes!
Super fantastic!
Excellent! Oui! Oui!
-Hey, Rich.
Come on in.
Yeah, I just subscribed
to the Maximum Sports
channel.
It's got everything.
It's got
basketball and football
and hockey and soccer,
and some crazy
Australian game
where a bunch of women
get together
and just beat the snot
out of each other.
Well, that's what I call
a maximum sports channel.
Yeah, sit down,
sit down, sit down.
No way. No way.
Mr. L, this is
the Bucks-Clippers game.
I thought
this wasn't televised.
Yeah, well,
it is if you've got
the Maximum Sports channel.
Hey, hey.
Hey, Rich,
I'm ready to go.
Yeah,
just a second, Sweetie.
The Clippers got the ball,
and we're down by three.
That's charging!
That's charging!
That's Mike's ball.
Honey, the movie's gonna
start in 20 minutes.
We have to leave now.
Frank,
are you going to fix
the garbage disposal?
Yeah, okay, honey.
You said "Okay, honey"
an hour ago.
Okay, honey.
Mom, you get the feeling
they're not listening to us?
Yes!
Boys,
since you're so busy,
Dana and I
are gonna put on
our leather bikinis
and go out with
a couple of bikers
named Fuzzy and Scuzzy.
Yes!
Karen,
what are you doing?
Setting a trap
for Kyle McCormick.
He's hot.
I've been spraying my perfume
in strategic places--
His locker,
his desk in homeroom.
Pretty soon,
his animal instincts
will take over
and he'll track me down
and claim me for his own.
Well,
that's very romantic.
If you're a moose.
Ladies,
looking good today.
There's Kyle.
Bingo.
He's taking the bait.
Now watch me reel him in
like a great, big love tuna.
He's coming over.
Hey, Karen. You know,
I like your perfume.
Really? That's so sweet
of you to notice.
Yeah, it reminds me
of my mother.
Hey, you're Al Lambert,
aren't you?
Yeah.
How'd you like
to go out tonight?
Sure.
Great. I'll--
I'll pick you up at 8:00.
Okay.
Looks like
I bagged your tuna.
Well-- well, thanks.
I-- I had a great time.
Yeah? Me too.
Well, I guess
this is goodnight.
You know, I had
this car customized.
Yeah,
I figured a CD player
wasn't standard equipment
on a '57 Chevy.
No, I'm not talking
about the radio.
I'm talking
about the seats.
Just relax, lean back,
and check this out.
It's pretty cool?
Hey,
what are you doing?
I was about to ask you
the same question.
What?
I thought we were just
having a little fun.
Yeah,
before you turned your car
into a sleazy motel room.
Hey, where are you
going, babe?
Look, Bonnie Casset
and Jackie Frager
didn't mind
rolling around
in the love mobile.
In fact, I haven't
had any complaints yet.
Yeah, well, you know what?
I have a complaint.
You're a pig.
J.T., J.T.,
guess what is just
about to burst out of me?
Upstairs,
first door on the left.
Jiggle the handle.
No, no, no, not that.
How would you like to see
two of the most
super extra-sexy woman
on the face of the Earth?
You got tickets
for mud wrestling tonight?
No, not mud wrestling.
Come on, J.T.
Woman in bikinis
rolling around in the mud,
this is not sexy.
It's a little bit sexy,
but that's not the point.
The point is that I,
Jean-Luc Rieupeyroux,
have spent the entire day
giving a fabulous makeover
to Carol and Dana
so that their stupid
American men will not
take them for granted.
And therefore,
without further ado,
I, Jean-Luc Rieupeyroux,
present to you the two
new and improved
femme fatales
of Port Washington.
Carol.
Carol, you look great.
Thanks.
Yeah, Dana, wow, you--
you almost look like a chick.
And you can almost
kiss my butt.
The two of you look
fabulous.
And I guarantee your men
will not ignore you now.
I stake my Rieupeyroux
reputation on it!
Look at that!
Another slam dunk.
Michael Jordan
is the man.
I'm thinking of shaving
a "23" right in the side
of my head.
-What do you think?
-I like it.
Hi, Frank.
Hi, honey.
Hi, Rich.
Hi, Dane.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on!
Frank, how do you like
my new dress?
I sure will, honey.
Look at that!
Another slam dunk!
These guys are hopeless.
Let's get out of here.
Thanks a lot, Rich.
You're welcome.
What was their problem?
Well, their problem
is they're in love
with a couple
of romantically-challenged
couch potatoes!
-Hey, we're watching the game!
-Hey, what are you thinking?
Shut up!
You both make me so mad,
I could just do this.
Your women
are starved for attention,
and what do you do?
You ignore them to stare
at the television and go--
What are you talking about?
I pay a lot
of attention to Carol.
Just-- just not
when I'm watching sports.
And how many hours
have you spent
watching the mega mondo
maxi macho sports channel?
Well, maybe you're right.
Maybe-- maybe I've been
spending too much time
watching sports,
so I'll go up and find Carol
and say I'm sorry.
I think the ship
has sailed on "I'm sorry."
I mean,
that may be pretty good
when you do something like
eat a late-night bean burrito
and keep Carol up all night.
You know, you're right.
I mean,
we have been treating
the girls unfairly.
What do we need to do
to make it up to them?
You need to sweep them
off their foot,
which you obviously
don't know how to do,
so, much as I revile you,
tonight, I,
Jean-Luc Rieupeyroux,
will transform you both
into suave,
continental love machines.
Hello,
Al's answering service.
No, Al's not here.
No, I can't pencil you in
for a date with her.
Just try back in a few months,
all right?
This is getting ridiculous.
I don't get it.
All the boys are calling
Al instead of me.
It's like the whole world
has gone crazy.
Look, Karen, no offense,
but,
you're over the hill, babe.
Past your prime.
She's in, you're out.
She's young, you're old.
Get over it.
Hi, Karen.
Hi.
Well, I guess I'll just
leave you two old hags alone
so you can compare
liver spots
and talk about the good,
old days?
Okay.
What was that all about?
J.T. thinks
that the reason
every boy in school
is calling Al instead of me
is because I'm over the hill.
Well,
you're not over the hill.
You're just not easy.
See, the word around school
is that Al and Kyle McCormick...
you know.
The big "you know"?
Yep.
They did
the horizontal macarena.
I can't believe
that Al went all the way
with Kyle McCormick.
How could she do that?
You know what, guys?
I think this sweater
is really working for me.
I mean, every guy in school
said hello to me today.
Look at all
these messages.
Jason, Devon, Brandon, Tate?
I guess I'd have a stack
of messages from boys too,
if I was easy.
What is that
supposed to mean?
Um,
this could get ugly.
I'll be upstairs.
Where do you get off
calling me easy?
Come on, Al.
I know you went all the way
with Kyle McCormick.
For your information,
the only thing
I did with that creep
was leave him
and his love mobile
in my dust.
That's not what I heard.
Well then, whoever
you heard it from
is a liar.
Karen,
how can you believe
such a stupid rumor?
Well, it's the only thing
that makes sense.
I mean, why else
would all the boys
be calling you instead of me?
Well, here's a theory.
Maybe they're just not
interested in a vain, jealous,
self-centered snob.
God, I'm good.
Frank, you look
super extra fantastic.
Well, listen,
I know these monkey suits
are supposed to be suave,
but it doesn't
feel right on me.
Come on, Frank.
When Carol sees you
dressed like this,
she will melt.
Just like
Tammy Faye Bakker's face
on a hot day.
I'm not so sure
Carol's even gonna be here.
She was so upset with me
this afternoon.
Well, fortunately,
you had the good sense
to send her flowers,
candy,
and a very tasteful
gold bracelet.
By the way,
you owe me $385.
Rich Halke,
reporting for romance.
What do you think?
You look like the mayor
of munchkin city.
I know.
It's pretty hip?
And the best thing about it,
this baby only cost me
$4.95.
I think you overpaid.
Now, um,
I'll go check on dinner
and tell the ladies
you're ready for them.
Mr. L, how about this?
You and Mrs. L,
me and Dana.
It's kinda like going
on a double date?
Yeah, it's a big
dream come true.
Hi, Rich.
Mama.
I mean...
Dana,
you look gorgeous.
Thank you.
And you look like...
Super Fly.
Thank you.
Allow me to escort you
to your table, madam.
Mama.
Thanks, Frank.
That's exactly the reaction
I was hoping for.
This is so beautiful.
Okay,
what happens next?
What happens next...
Open the champagne,
you nincompoop!
Yeah, the champagne.
1993.
A very good year.
"Best if used
before February of '97."
Okay, here we go.
I-- I don't have my keys.
Listen, Carol, I'm sorry.
This, night was supposed
to be special for you,
but champagne and tuxedos
and being suave,
well, it's just not me.
Yeah, and I really wanna
show you a good time
tonight, Dana,
and I know...I look
good in a tux.
But...it's just
not me either.
I think you guys
are doing great.
-Really?
-Yeah.
You know,
Frank, the candles,
the champagne, the flowers,
the romantic music,
it's so wonderful.
But you know what
the most romantic thing
about tonight was?
When you turned off the TV
and you said, "I wanna
spend the evening with you."
So you're,
you're not disappointed?
I mean, that I'm not
a debonair sophisticate
like Jean-Luc?
Why would I
be disappointed?
I'm having a wonderful evening
with the man I love.
You wanna dance?
I would love to.
Would you care to dance?
Absolutely.
First,
lose the Elton John shoes.
But they're really
working for me.
No, they're really,
really not.
Hey, my tray
was here first.
-Well, I'm not moving.
-Neither am I.
-Fine.
-Fine.
Well, I'm glad that during
these troubling times
you two have found a way
to put your differences aside
and patch things up.
Shut up!
Perhaps I should find
another table.
Hey, you're Al Lambert,
aren't you?
Yeah.
Well, I'm Morton Osgood,
and I hear you're a real
party gal.
Excuse me?
Well, the word around
the chess club
is that you're quite
a hot little number,
and I was hoping that, well,
maybe you could rock my world.
Listen, nimrod.
You go tell the rest
of the geek squad
and anyone else you see
that those rumors about me
and Kyle McCormick
are lies!
Lambert.
Well, I heard
that you were feisty.
Shut up.
Hey, Al, how about going
to the drive-in Saturday?
Hear you got a thing
for cars.
Leave me alone.
Don't get
all bent out of shape.
It's okay. We like you.
In fact,
the whole football team
just loves you.
Knock it off.
Al...
You know, Karen,
just go away, Okay?
Are you okay?
No.
No, I'm not okay!
Everybody in this school
thinks that I'm a tramp,
including you!
Look, I know I said
some terrible things
about you the other day,
and I'm really,
really sorry.
I guess I just let myself
believe the rumors
because I was jealous.
Of what? Of What?
That everybody
thinks I'm easy?
No.
No, I was jealous
because for the first time,
it wasn't my stack
of phone messages
on the counter.
You were the one
getting all the calls,
and I just
couldn't handle it.
Is there anything I can do
to make it up to you?
Yeah, you can make
this whole thing go away.
I'm a funny guy.
What can I say?
I think we can
take care of that.
Follow me.
Excuse me, Kyle?
Excuse me, ladies.
Karen.
You're looking good.
Give it a rest, Kyle.
Everybody, I,
need your attention.
Hey, you in the back,
listen up.
We need to clear up
the little matter
of what actually happened
between Kyle McCormick
and Al Lambert.
There seems to be
a difference of opinion.
I don't think we really
need to get into this.
I think we do.
Al, why don't
you tell everyone
exactly what happened
between you and Kyle
in his car?
Love to.
Nothing happened.
He tried to put his big,
ugly paws all over me,
so I called him a pig
and got out of the car.
Yeah, that's what you say--
No, that's the truth!
Look, I don't care how far
you got in that car
with Bonnie or Jackie.
You don't
get anywhere with me.
Wait a minute.
What did he say
he did with me?
Well, Bonnie, he said he went
all the way with you.
Well, he's a liar.
'Cause I didn't do
anything with him.
Me neither.
The only time I touched him
was when I slapped him
in the face and got
out of the car.
Gee, Kyle, looks like
the only person you've
gone all the way with
is yourself.
Look, I don't have
to listen to this.
You shut your mouth.
All right?
I'm out of here.
Yeah, beat it, creep.
Yeah, we don't need jerks
like you hanging around here.
All right, anyone else
wanna mess around with me?
That's not what I meant.
Carol?
- Be down in a minute.
- Make yourself comfortable.
Well, we gonna be late
for work.
This may be the single
greatest moment
in the history of the Maximum Sports channel.
It's for the goal.
From the two.
Five seconds left
in the game.
The crowd is on their feet.
La, la.
Favre takes the snap,
hands to Bennett.
He dives, he scores.
Touchdown Packers!
Oui,touchdown!
What's a touchdown?
Look at that festive
little dance.
One of the greatest moments
in NFL history.
Let's see that again.
Okay, Jean-Luc,
are you ready to go?
Okay, honey.
Are you listening to me?
Yes!
Yes, yes!
Super fantastic!
Excellent! Oui! Oui!