- Sam. - Yeah?
Rip her head off.
Rip my head off? I'd like to see her try--
[screaming]
Whoa!
[screaming]
[grunting]
[cheering]
Is that all you got?
Tap out! Tap out!
[cheering]
Get out of here!
Out!
You're so weird!
One, two, three, yeah!
19 wins, no losses, hoo-jow!
No one can extinguish the flame!
[laughing]
Sam?
Ow!
[grunting]
[cheering]
One, two, three!
[whistle blowing]
Ha! You lost!
- Eat it, Flame! - Loser!
[groaning]
Aw man, I left my phone in Lewbert's office.
Come help me get it.
No, I have to try to give my cupcakes a transfusion.
- Then you're helping me. - Oh, no.
I'm not gonna risk getting caught and then have my mother find out--
- Sam! - Oh, come on!
Sam! How do you do this?
We'll be back in a few!
Cupcake sucker!
- Spencer! No! - You kids have fun!
No!
Let's mix it up!
[whistle blowing]
[cheering]
Come on, Sam!
[grunting]
[cheering]
[grunting]
Come on, Sam! Come on, Sam!
[grunting]
Oh!
[grunting]
Oh!
[cheering]
[grunting]
Come on, Sam!
[grunting]
Oh!
She is down!
She's never been knocked down!
Alright, that's it!
Show's over, back off.
[grunting]
Alright, this fight's getting old.
[grunting]
That's how we do it in Seattle.
- Hurry! Hurry! - In there!
[screaming]
Great job, buddy.
- Gibby! - Gibby, get off!
[screaming]
It's fine! It's fine!
[screaming]
Stop! Stop!
Oh! This is not how friends behave!
- Shh... shh... - Oh, I'm getting... sleepy...
feeling...
I'm gonna have to ask you to leave my restaurant.
Huh. Well, I'm gonna have to do this.
[grunting]
Get him, Sam! That's right!
[grunting]
Use the butter sock!
[grunting]
Not the butter sock!
Oh, yeah!
[screaming]
I didn't mean to get butter on your face.
You've never stolen an idea from anyone, so why don't you two little girls just--
[grunting]
Sam! You're not supposed to get swingy unless I say it's OK!
- Jeez, what's in that sock? - Payback!
- For what? - For stealing our comedy bits.
Hey, she's a girl.
No girls allowed at Train Club meetings.
Come on, let her stay. She's cool.
Yeah, bringing the number of cool people in this room to one.
- And a half. - Aw.
- A half. - I know, OK. I know.
Gross, they're flirting!
[groaning]
Come on, out you go, girl.
- Hey, let go of my wrist. - Sam...
- You're squeezing too hard! - Sam!
- Let go of my wrist. - Sam!
Let go...
Oh, Sam.
Would you... would you put me down!
- No. - Hey, Sam's back!
Sam!
[cheerirng]
- We love you! - Ow!
Yeah, Puckett!
Sam!
- You tied him up? - He was resisting.
- Sam! - Here!
Grab my hand!
- I'm scared! - Me too, just grab it!
[grunting]
[screaming]
Sam, you're not strong enough to pull her up!
Really!
[screaming]
- She's up on the thing! - I see her up on the thing!
- Who's that guy? - Clay.
Nice to meet you!
Come on! Ah!
[grunting]
OK, OK. OK, I'm up.
I want rematch!
You lost. Get out of here.
You hear me, punk?
- Excuse me. - I want rematch--
[grunting]
You like that? You like that? You like that?
You like that? You like that?
[yelling]
Get her off of me! Get her off!
[yelling]