It's just like a restaurant over there. Only not so much.
We going to miss you at dinner tonight.
It was a shock at first, but nothing's changed.
Nothing's changed.
Is your coat Bedazzled?
Peyton.
Wait a minute.
I'm still Joe.
Still the king.
You drive station wagon.
What? A station wagon? That's not my car.
Somebody's fired. I'm Joe Kingman and somebody's fired.
- Mr. Kingman, wait! Mr. Kingman. - What?
I'm sorry, but I guess Peyton's allergic to our dog.
Oh, she's allergic to the dog. She's allergic to the dog.
Oh, really? Well you're not allergic to Spike.
Excuse me.
- Bed. Now. - I'm not even tired.
- Well, I am. Go to bed. - To think you walked out on my mom
just to hang around with the sorry likes of that.
What did you just say?
- To think you walked out... - I didn't walk out on your mom.
She walked out on me.
Oh, really?
Because she said you were self-centered. And selfish.
And that everything always had to be about you.
She said your head was so swollen,
she was surprised they made a helmet big enough to fit.
- She said that? - And more.
You know, it's all coming back to me.
Of course. Everything.
All the talking and the arguing and the complaining.
And you know what? You're just like her!
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah!
You think you're right about everything!
- Just like her! - What else?
You scrunch your nose when you get angry just like her!
Keep it coming.
You're always working on me with those big brown eyes...
Well, I actually like that, it's really cute.
But it doesn't matter, because it's just like her!
Is that all you got?
And then you get inside people's minds,
and you drive them crazy!
Just like her!
Well, at least I got a mind, because if I didn't, I'd be just like you!
Well, I'm lucky, because as far as I'm concerned, you are nothing like me!
- Good! Because I am sick of it here. - What do you want from me?
Don't turn your back on me, little lady. Tell me what you want!
My mom!
Hey, open the door.
Thanks a lot, Spike.
Traitor.
Any advice?
Are you lonesome tonight
Do you miss me tonight
Are you sorry we drifted apart
Does your memory stray
To a bright sunny day
When I kissed you
and called you sweetheart
I wonder why I am
Singing this for
When you will not even
Open the door
I don't want to see you.
Well, how about you open the door with your eyes closed?
See, that wasn't so bad.
Is your heart filled with pain
Shall I come back again
Tell me dear
Are you lonesome tonight
Won't you open your eyes
Give your dad a surprise
Tell me Peyton
Are you lonesome tonight
There they are. Big and brown.
Do I really have my mommy's eyes?
Yeah. You bet.
You also have her crazy long eyelashes, too.
And every time you bat those things, there's a huge hurricane in Hawaii.
See, look at that. Three houses just blew away on Oahu.
It's on the news.
My mom said she fell in love with you because of your guitar playing.
That you sounded just like Elvis.
- Well, what do you think? - I think she was tone-deaf
and you sound more like a wounded moose than the King.
A wounded moose?
Mmm-hmm.
Like...
Like that?
There's that smile I've been waiting for.
I would do anything to keep that beautiful smile on your face.
Anything?
Quiet!
Quiet! I said quiet!
Let's go!
Everybody, I need a tight formation, right now, in front.
Tight formation, everybody. Calling an audible.
Fifty-nine razor. What would...
I am serious! Everybody huddle up...
Little girls don't speak "football," Joe.
Hey, I didn't say break.
You call your dad Joe?
Hmm.
Come here. What am I, two feet tall? Peyton!
Watch out! Watch my legs, I got million-dollar legs.
What's that number?
Get out of here! You're in my way!
My legs! I got to play on Sunday. Hello? I need help. I need help!
Get off me! Everybody off... Me first! Me first!
Excuse me. - I'm world-famous. I'm a celebrity.
Maybe a smidgen of the cream.
Very good tea. Would you like a little bit of tea?
- Thank you for saving me. - You're welcome.
Totally out of my league. Only mothers can do this stuff.
Not necessarily.
I mean, it's true that mothers are definitely smarter
and kinder and funnier,
and for the most part better at everything.
But can I tell you something?
I wouldn't underestimate the power of the father.
- The power of the father. - Sure.
Dads are great for picking you up and dusting you off.
They give you the courage to do things
that you never thought you could.
My father took me to my first ballet class.
Lucky for us he did.
What?
Nothing.
Do we have any product for this?
My doll has hair plugs for some reason.
Joe, they've got Camille fingernail polish!
- No way. - Way!
Nice shade. What is that? Powder-puff pink?
I got a question. Do your toes match?
Hey. Hey, relax. Relax. Cut it out. He can't help it.
Somebody stole his man card.
All right, all right, all right, all right. Listen up.
Indianapolis claims that they're going to send us on a long vacation.
- But who's about to go fishing? - They are!
- Who's about to hit the links? - They are!
- Who's going to win the championship? - They are!
- We are? - We are!
- Ready! - Break!
Your turn, little one.
I can't do it. I'm not big enough. My shoulders aren't strong enough.
Little one. You can do it. Your strength is in here.
- Are you ready? - Okay.
Let's do it.
- There you go. You're doing it. - Yeah, it's moving.
Hey, Joe.
Attaway, P.
And one. Higher. Point those toes, please.
Everybody together. Much better.
No, no, no, no, no, no...
Instinct.
And a three. And one...
And...
Hey. You've got my time, cutie-pie. Yeah...
Boston Rebels. Catch the spirit.
Hey, Peyton. Come here. You are so busted! Get over here!
- Hey... - Get him!
Fire!
- Fire! - Fire!
Good one.
Boston beats Indianapolis.
The Rebels will advance on to next Sunday's conference finals...
Look at this. Look at this. Artwork in the locker, huh?
I definitely say she's breached the final frontier.
That's our game plan.
See, I especially like the Xs and Os down there.
Oh, no, those are hugs and kisses.
Hugs and kisses. All right. All right.
Is Spike wearing a tutu?
No, no.
No, that's one of those... That's one of those doggy supports.
Hey, P. P! Hey, P.
Give these to Monique, okay? There she is.
You good?
Miss Monique. These are for you.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Are you ready for your big debut? - Yeah.
- There you go, P. - Thank you.
No, no, no. Joe. Joe, this is for you.
No. No, in case you forgot, I'm a "freakishly" large man
and these are "freakishly" small tights.
Hurry up, offense. No huddle.
- Hey, guys. Let's go.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
- Please. Get dressed. - No, listen to me. There's no...
How's it going?
Full house.
- Oh, no. - Hey.
You know, Joe, I'm not feeling so good.
We should just go home. Yeah, let's go home.
Did I just hear the girl who forced me to learn pirouettes give up?
But I didn't think there were going to be so many people.
You just have pre-game jitters, that's all.
All athletes have those.
- Even me. - You do?
Come here, honey. Stand up.
We've worked way too hard to quit now.
I know.
All right, all right. All right.
Listen, I don't care how ridiculous either of us looks out there, okay?
We're going to go out on the stage, and we're going to dance our tutus off.
- Because my daughter's no quitter. - No, she's not.
And she never says no.
Okay.
Excuse me, ma'am. Have you seen Joe Kingman?
Oh. Wait, no wait.
That is the stupidest outfit I've ever seen.
Stupid is a mean word, Mr. Cooper.
I didn't say "stupid. " I said "stupidest. " Look it up.
Hey, Sanders. What are you guys doing here?
What are we doing here?
Joe, did you really think the team was going to miss this?
Yeah, you should've said no, Joe. You should've said no.
Did you say "team"?
Hmm.
Joe.
- P. - Monroe.
Bye.
Did you say "team"? Or...
Don't panic. No panic.
Power of the father. Power of the father.
Power of the... You're panicking.
- Wow. - Look at that one.
Wow. That's incredible.
So
beautiful.
- Bravo! Bravo! - Bravo! Bravo!
Little one!
Well, Boomer, after their impressive victory today
Joe Kingman and all of Boston will finally get the chance
at that coveted trophy, which has eluded them for all these years.
Aw, there's my number-one quarterback.
We did it! We're going!
You may be the world's greatest football player,
but I'm the world's greatest agent.
What's up?
We're about to make Tiger's endorsements
look like minimum wage.
All you have to do is, A, win the championship game...
Details.
B, right after you win, look straight into the camera
and say, "I'm going to Fanny's Burgers. "
- That's it. An instant 25 million. - Hamburger.
Stella, for the record, Fanny's makes kids fat and gives them gas.
Zip it before I tie another one of those things around your mouth.
"I'm going to Fanny's Burgers. "
Twenty-five million. Done.
I'm going to Fanny's Burgers.
Two and one to the front. Get ready...
Spike, what are you doing?
Oh, my God. I'm sorry, guys. I didn't...
"Please be our lunch date. X- O-X-O, Peyton and Joe. "
- Hi! - Hey!
Okay. Thank you.
You were freakishly large.
I agree.
No, I'm not. Don't say that.
- You guys good? There's the guy right there.
What did I tell you?
I agree that you are freakishly large.
That's not funny.
Hey, Joe! Joe, man!
Number one.
- Joe, Joe, Joe... - Joe, Joe, Joe...
- Is it always like this? - Nah.
What, you have a big game coming up?
- Yeah, the championship. - That's exciting.
Eight years old and already going to big events like that, huh? I like it.
Yeah, unfortunately Peyton's going to be home by then.
Her mom gets back from Africa in a few days.
Well, can't you just go home after the game?
No, I have to get back before she does.
What did you say?
You said you'd have to get back before she does?
Mmm?
Isn't your mom picking you up?
- Well... - Peyton.
I was planning to tell you, Joe. I really was, but...
Actually, it's a really funny story. You're going to love it.
- It's just LOL... - Quit stalling.
I'm supposed to be studying at a special ballet program this month
but instead, I snuck away to come meet you.
You ran away?
- Yummy dessert. - Is your mom even in Africa?
- About that... - What have you done?
Okay, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation and everybody...
The press is going to eat me alive.
What a stupid, stupid, stupid thing for you to do.
Did you ever stop and think about how this was going to impact me?
Oh, stop it. That's not going to work this time.
You're in serious trouble.
Okay, she's sweating like crazy. She's coughing. Her lips are swelling.
Oh, come on. Don't fall for that. She's a little world-class performer.
I don't think she's acting right now. Give me one second.
- Are you allergic to something? - Nuts.
Did you know that?
The dessert has nuts. Take her to the hospital. Come on.
Hospital. Where's the nearest hospital?
Ninth and Woodrow. I'll get the car.
Where you going? What are you doing?
Move, move! Move!
Excuse me, sir.
Help! My daughter needs help! Help!
What do we got here? - Help. She's allergic.
She can't breathe. She's allergic to nuts.
Looks like an anaphylactic reaction. Set her down.
- She can't breathe. - Baby. Baby, open up your mouth.
Airway's almost closed. Let's move her.
- Ten liters non-rebreather mask. - Peyton. Peyton.
I'll show you to the family waiting room.
It's going to be fine. They're going to take good care of her.
She'll be okay.
Peyton Kelly's father?
I'm Peyton's dad.
Your daughter is responding well to the treatment.
We're going to keep her overnight just to be sure,
but she's going to be fine.
- Thank you so much. Thank you. - You were really, really lucky this time.
- She's going to be all right. - Yeah.
Okay.
Please tell me Peyton's all right.
She's going to be...
She's going to be fine. The doctor says that she's going to be fine.
You're lucky I haven't called the police.
- Karen? - I got home early,
and I see you and Peyton.
Your faces plastered on the front of every magazine.
I called Peyton a hundred times yesterday. She didn't answer.
I flew out here, got off the plane, and I see all of this on the news.
Karen?
Is that all you can say for yourself, is "Karen"?
- I... I thought you were dead. - I can assure you, I'm not dead.
- How did you find her? - I didn't. She found me.
Wait a minute. Is Peyton's mom still in Africa?
She didn't tell you, did she?
Joe,
Sara died in a car accident six months ago.
Oh, Peyton.
So when we got to Boston, I put you into the car service.
I sort of e-mailed and changed the drop-off location.
The driver took me to Joe's.
Where does everybody at your ballet school think you are?
In Africa with you.
The most important thing is that you're okay.
But we're going to discuss everything else when we get home.
- Home? - Yes.
As soon as Peyton's strong enough, we're going to go home.
Hold on a sec. You can't come in here and think she's going to go home...
You know what? We're going to discuss the travel plans a little later.
Right now, Peyton needs to get some rest.
I'm telling you. It's terrible timing.
It's absolutely terrible timing. With the...
I'm gonna go get everybody some coffee.
- Do you want some coffee? - Double non-fat latte.
Okay. Okay.
Forget about timing. I don't care about the game.
I just care about her.
All right. I understand. But if you could just leave it to...
- Can we talk? - Yeah.
She's asleep. It's okay.
Here.
We're all good.
Are you saying you want Peyton to live here with you?
- Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. - You haven't even been in her life.
That's not my fault. I didn't even know she existed!
And we've come such a long way in a short time.
What, you mean since a month ago when you left her in a bar?
I am not the same man that I was.
Or an hour ago when she almost died on your watch?
This is not about you.
This is about Peyton, what's best for her.
And she needs to be in a stable home
with someone who's known her her whole life.
Peyton needs her father. She needs me.
Of course. It'll be a huge distraction.
And ugly. Child custody fights always are.
Joe will be dragged through the mud. His endorsements torpedoed.
He's worked too hard to have it end like this.
I just don't see him getting through this.
My hard work goes down the drain.
This is exactly the sort of thing that could end his career.
That's not your decision to make. Sara appointed me her guardian.
I missed eight years of Peyton's life. And I'm not going to miss any more.
And I will fight for this.
Oh, that would be a great thing to put her through, don't you think?
Do you have any idea how to take care of a child?
I've been doing it for a month now!
And look where we're standing, Joe.
Hey, P, you're awake.
- How you feeling? - I'm okay.
- I want to go home. - Okay.
No problem. Doctor said you could come home tomorrow.
Then we can go home.
I want to go home now with Aunt Karen.
P, if it's... If it's what I said at the restaurant,
honey, I didn't mean that.
I just want to go home with Aunt Karen.
I never should've come here.
Take care of her, will you?
Hey, you know who lives in this building?
Joe Kingman, the quarterback. How about that, huh?
Come on, Spike.
Spike.
Spike, not tonight. Come on, Spike.
Spike, there's nothing under there. She's gone. Come on.
Is that her bag?
"What's the best thing that's ever happened to you?"
"Dear Joe, I have written this letter a thousand times
"but I could never find the right words.
- "We have a daughter. " We have a daughter.
- Her name is Peyton. - "Her name is Peyton. "
She's like you in so many ways, athletic, headstrong...
Hi, this is Peyton and Karen.
Leave us a message. Bye.
I'm so afraid you'll be angry with me
and not want anything to do with her.
We had already decided to go our separate ways.
I rationalized that I was doing the right thing in keeping her from you.
You were just starting out in your career.
A child would have been such a distraction.
Idiot.
He's open, Joe. Sanders is wide open.
Hi, this is Peyton and Karen.
Leave us a message. Bye.
Hey, just calling to say that...
Spike, he misses you and...
I mean, Spike really misses you, he...
Sounds like someone else misses her, too.
Oh, hey.
Sanders, I was just...
I was talking to...
Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
Well, the only thing you can do
is make sure that she knows you love her
and that nothing's ever going to change that.
And then when she's ready, she'll find you again.
- You know, I owe you a big "thank you. " - Oh yeah? For what?
Just for catching everything I've thrown at you all these years.
That's what friends are for.
Hey, old man. Are we ready to win the big game?
Hold on a second, Joe. Can we have a word with you?
Word has it that your daughter is no longer staying with you.
How much easier will it be for you to focus on football
without the distraction of an eight-year-old?
She's not a distraction. She's my daughter.
I'd want her here with me
even if it meant I'd never play another football game again.
There's nothing that I love more than my daughter.
Nothing.
Here we are as the two biggest rivals in football square off
for their chance to etch their names in sports history.
You know, and I think the question today, Marv,
is will Joe Kingman finally get a chance at glory?
Or will New York win their third title in the last four years?
- Come on, let's go. - Let's go, Joe.
Third and long for the Rebels.
Here's Kingman... Back to throw.
Oh, he's drilled by the linebacker, Drake.
New York has recovered the fumble.
Boomer, Kingman is way off his game today.
This is not the same Boston team
we've seen march through the playoffs.
You know Marv, I can't explain this.
I mean, he's missing wide-open receivers.
He's been sacked four times, and he looks like he's distracted to me.
So whatever that distraction is, he's got to put it aside.
He owes it to his teammates and the fans of the Boston team
to play it and lay it on the line.
Your guy's not looking so hot.
How long has it been since you've had one of your own Fanny's burgers?
Mmm.
Too long, is my guess.
Deflects right lead, speed left squirrel. On one. Ready?
The Rebels trailing seven-three.
Less than a minute remaining in the first half.
Kingman has his team at the line.
Cooper, wide right, shifts back to tight end.
Signal's called, and here's Kingman.
Yes, go!
Kingman on the run.
He is crushed.
"Crushed" is right, Marv.
Drake, the linebacker for New York, is having a whale of a football game.
They are on a mission to shut Kingman up.
Welcome to the championship game, Kingman.
Who's the king now, Joe? I am!
Come on, Joe! Get up, Joe!
- Yeah, baby! Let's go! - Get Danville.
Hold on for a second, Marv. Joe Kingman is still down.
It looks like he was hit by a truck.
Believe me, I know. I've been there.
This hit is not going to be easy to come back from.
So, Boomer, you never want to speculate as to the extent of the injury.
They're being very careful, as you can see,
lifting Joe Kingman onto that gurney.
Well, they really can't evaluate him on the field.
They want to do that in the locker room.
Some way, Joe Kingman is going to have to find a way
to get back on this field.
- Don't worry, he's tough. - He better be.
Oh, he is. Tough as nails.
And there's the backup quarterback, Danville, taking the knee,
so that does it for the first half.
This is not good for the Rebels.
They have got to hope that Kingman can find the strength to come back.
- All right, what's going on here? - It doesn't look good, Coach.
He's got a separated shoulder, bruised ribs. I think he's done.
Joe, it's your call.
If you think you can handle it, then...
What do you say?
Put Danville in.
That's the best thing for the team.
Can you believe this?
It looks like Danville, the backup quarterback, is checking in.
He hasn't played all season.
Can you say, "Nightmare scenario for Boston"?
He's coming back out, right? You know how important this deal is.
Sam, baby. Not to worry. Our Joe's not a quitter.
Go, Boston.
So, it's all in the hands of the backup quarterback, Danville.
And he's in trouble, and down he goes.
Joe Kingman must be banged up pretty bad.
If not, he would never let Maddox
take him out of the championship game.
Turn them off.
I said turn them off!
Hey, Joe. You got money on New York or something?
Peyton? Come here.
It's okay.
Please tell me you're not on the lam again.
No, this time she brought the warden with her.
- What are you guys doing here? - I called an audible.
See, I thought you'd be better off without me.
But judging by the butt-whupping you got out there, I guess I was wrong.
I love you, Daddy. I want to come home.
I love you too, Peyton. I love you so much.
She needs her father.
She needs you, Joe.
Are you serious?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - Come here!
- Daddy, can't breathe. - Joe, can't breathe.
Me either.
So, why aren't you out there playing?
I thought the team would be better off without me.
I didn't come all this way to see my dad sit out the big game.
I'm really banged up, P.
Did I just hear the King give up?
We've worked way too hard for you to throw in the towel now.
My dad's not a quitter. And he never says no.
I have an answer to your question, P.
Win or lose today,
you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Marv, what is this?
There's some sort of commotion down by the tunnel.
Time! Time!
And it's Joe Kingman. He's come out!
What a moment for Kingman, his teammates,
and certainly Boston's fans.
- Joe! Joe! Joe! Joe! Joe! - Joe! Joe! Joe! Joe! Joe!
All right. All right. Coach, your call.
Your team.
All right. Train red two. Fifty win pass zebra. All right?
Hey, hey, hey, come on! Nobody look at the clock! Look at me! Look at me!
We got plenty of time, and I'm going to tell you why.
You know why? Because the Rebels never say "no. "
Break!
Come on, Joe! Destroy them!
With only a minute remaining, Kingman would have to put together
the drive of the century.
He'll have to march the Rebels 65 yards.
Boomer, he has no timeouts remaining
and they need a touchdown for the win.
Down set!
All right, Kingman makes changes at the line.
Go Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!
Back 88.
Back 88!
Hut-hut! Hut!
Kingman. Back to throw. He's forced out of the pocket.
And now flips it...
Webber with the catch!
But he cuts inside. Does not go to the outside.
Can't get out of bounds to stop the clock.
Webber needed to get out of bounds.
He knows that they don't have any timeouts left.
Now, it's up to Kingman to get his team to the line of scrimmage
and call a play quickly.
Black! Fifty-nine razor!
Take Drake!
Now second down with 24 seconds left from the Boston 44.
Out of the shotgun.
Can't find anybody, he's on the run.
There's the "Kingman Swing. "
Kingman with some fancy footwork.
Fancy? The King looks downright graceful all of a sudden.
He's to the 25... The 20...
He took a hard hit! Oh, man!
Knocked out of bounds at the 17.
Come on, Joe. Get up. Get up, Joe!
Can he get up, though? That's the question.
Yeah!
I'll tell you, Kingman continues to show his toughness.
And, Marv, with four seconds left to go in the game,
I don't know a quarterback who doesn't live for a moment like this.
Come on, guys. Come on, team. Come on.
Come on, Rebels! You can do it!
Come on, number one!
Great block, Webber. Great block.
It has come down to this.
With time for one last play, Kingman brings his team to the line.
Can he pull off yet another miracle?
Marv, this is Joe Kingman's moment. Can he deliver?
This is the stuff that legends are made of.
Come on, Daddy!
Check 52! 52!
I'm going to show you who the real king is, Joe.
You about to get done lit up, son!
What? Are you stupid or something?
"Stupid" is a mean word!
Hut-hut! Hut!
Stay off my quarterback!
In what could be the final play of the season
Kingman looking downfield. He has Sanders.
It is caught!
Touchdown! Boston has won the championship!
Let's go watch my MVP take your 25 million, shall we?
An incredible ending to a magnificent career.
Joe Kingman, finally a champion.
Okay, Joe. This is it. "I'm going to Fanny's Burgers. "
Hey, Joe Kingman, you've just won the championship,
so what are you going to do now?
I'm going to take my daughter home.
Daddy, you won the championship.
Oh, Peyton, I've won much more than that.
Yeah!
And cut!