Run The Burbs

Khia: Ugh.

I've got it.

If we forget to pick up our dry cleaning

Until tomorrow again,

We've got exactly enough time to get khia to art class,

Then take leo to tutoring before my meeting,

And then you can take van diesel to drop off your orders.

Nope. Remember? We have that trial taekwondo class today.

- Are you kidding me? - Can leo take the bus?

Nope. No buses. We can't do that to him again.

I can't believe the poor guy

Made it all the way to the border

Before he realized he was on the wrong bus.

Argh! This is impossible!

Hey! Snap out of it. We need cool heads.

What are we supposed to do?

ha-ha.

My client is fine if we drop off the deliveries 15 minutes later.

Leo's tutor is going to meet him at the school

Instead of at the library, and that frees up

20 minutes. Boom.

Mission accomplished!

Beauty and brains.

Damn.

And there's no time! Let's roll.

Go, go, go!

Hello?

guess I'll take the bus again.

Khia: "hyuungh."

Leo: No, no. It was more like "huungyh."

Oh, ma, you should've seen it.

The trial taekwondo class was awesome.

I flipped dad.

Ah. Green oil, my old friend.

I'm glad to see

My community rec pass program is going well. Great turnouts.

Oh. Good for you, babe.

Hey, thanks. You okay? How was your day?

Uh, bad. Yeah.

The meeting with the publisher was a bust.

And then, I got cut off on the highway.

And then, I bought a pick-me-up

But didn't realize till now that it's non-dairy ice cream.

It's just not the same.

Wait. Rewind to the meeting. Why'd they say no?

I don't know.

But I do know I can't handle any more rejection.

Dumb publishers. Probably can't even read.

Yeah. And I haven't heard from my dream publisher yet.

What if no one thinks it's good enough?

Your cookbook is the bomb.

Anyone who's ever tasted your incredible cooking

Could tell you as much.

Hmm. I love you for saying that because you have to.

It's all so stressful. Ugh.

Well, maybe you should join leo for taekwondo.

Get back to your glory days, you know?

Let out some steam.

Um, or not.

Yeah, no. Remember I told you I had, like,

The meanest teacher when I was a kid?

Probably dead by now.

New beginnings, then.

Come on. You should give it a go. It's been a while.

Yeah. I think I'm fine. I'll just breathe it out.

Shoot. I'll be all alone now.

Khia: Yeah. I think I'm hanging up

My high kicks, too.

I'm more interested in my art class.

But it was fun hanging out with you, dad.

Next time, watch your butt.

You hear that?

She wants to hang out more.

Hmm.

Oh, okay. The green.

Oh. Yeah.

- Hey, you. - Hey, you back.

How was taekwondo?

Oh, I'm pretty much a prodigy. I kicked my dad's butt.

Oh. Living the dream.

Uh-oh.

I'm okay.

Backpack broke my fall.

What are you doing here?

Well, you basically said you want to hang out more,

So I thought I'd jump on it.

Yeah, but not here.

- Why not? It'll be fun. - But--

Hi. I'm andrew, and this is my daughter, khia.

I'm valentina.

So, it's, uh, pretty progressive of you two

To do life drawing together.

Well, thank you.

I love life, and I love drawing. First time, though.

Oh. So, you don't know what life drawing is.

I'm sure you'll do great.

Oh. Thank you. You, too.

How do you even have time for this?

Well, I'm evaluating the community response

To my program.

Work and play makes daddy a happy boy.

Never say "daddy" again.

Instructor: Welcome, all.

Since this is an intermediate class, let's jump right in.

Seth?

Balls.

Please, death, take me now.

Camille: Leo, there's a road etiquette to follow.

It's what separates us from those monster truck drivers.

You shouldn't call people those names.

Okay. I'm sorry. I lost my temper.

Huh.

My old high-kicking grounds.

Wild you're going to the same one I went to.

- Oh, there's my teacher. - What?

He's still alive?

Leo.

- You know donnytello jang? - Do-jang?

That's the mean old teacher

I was telling you about.

How is he still teaching? He was just the most, uh--

Never mind.

He was just the what?

Nope. Nothing.

- Water under the bridge. - So, then, tell me.

- I can handle it. - Okay.

It was 1998.

We were all still reeling from rose not letting jack

On to that floating door.

And low-rise jeans ruled the land.

Me? I was 13.

It was the day of my blue belt test,

And do-jang was working me hard during warmups.

Extend.

Naniji was there to cheer me on.

- Extend! - He always picked on me.

Maybe because I was a girl?

Maybe if you spent more time focusing

Than on feeding your giga pet,

You wouldn't be so bad.

But it needs me.

Maybe he was jealous of my youth.

- Leo: What is a giga pet? - Camille: Doesn't matter.

Anyways, do-jang was brutal. He had zingers for days.

Ow!

It's taekwondo, not taekwondon't.

I am doh-ing.

The only blue belt you should get

Is one to hold up your pants.

You're okay, beta. Go for the neck!

Are you a helpless little baby

That needs her mommy to save her?

What did you say to me?

Do-jang's move blew my hamstring,

And my taekwondo career was over forever.

I still don't know why he had it in for me like that.

I mean, he teases a little, but it's kind of funny,

'cause he's old.

Hmm. Nah. Inside there is a vicious tiger.

This isn't a good place for you.

Come on. Let's go.

I'm sorry he sucked for you,

But he's actually a really good instructor.

Fine.

But if you catch a whiff of bullying,

I'll wait in the car.

Okay.

Camille devani.

You're finally back in do-jang's dojang.

Come.

Say hello.

Hi.

Khia: Can you please just focus on his arm,

Or his toes or whatever else?

I can't just ignore someone rocking a birthday suit.

Oh. Speaking of,

I was born with so much hair,

The doctor thought I was wearing a beanie.

They called me the original beanie baby.

Oh, damn.

You copped a pair? I tried so hard.

Yeah. I won them at a raffle.

Oh. I guess I should get some tips from you.

Instructor: New pose, please.

- Going to refill my water. - Okay.

Wow. She is so cool.

She's got great taste.

I know she's cool.

Can you please stop messing this up for me?

You're crushing on her?

No. Yes.

Oh, oh--

we're kind of already dating.

What? Why didn't you tell me?

Because we're taking it slow,

And I would love to just spend time with her alone...

...Without you embarrassing me by laughing at--

Sorry. Sorry.

shush!

Why, it looks like you're keeping well.