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Jiu-jitsu?
I've decided to learn self-defense.
-Why? -I'm quite small,
and will be for several years,
maybe even more if I'm a late bloomer.
Your dad's big, maybe you'll take after him.
We both like my mom.
I think that's where the similarities end.
You know, one of the books mentioned
a Vietnamese martial art.
Vovinam. I'm a blue belt.
-Wow. -Don't be impressed.
It's what you get when your mom buys the uniform.
Do you remember any of it?
I don't even know where the belt is.
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The book says jiu-jitsu
is based on using your attacker's
momentum against them.
It's just physics. Come at me.
Like, run at you?
Well, I'm new to this, so maybe just walk quickly.
And what happens when I get to you?
I'll use your inertia to take you down.
Okay.
♪ Hit it
♪ It takes two to make a thing go right ♪
(grunting)
♪ ♪
And when does inertia take me down?
(straining): Any second.
♪ I got an idea that I wanna share ♪
♪ You don't like it, so what? I don't care... ♪
I don't understand.
I'm using physics. (grunting)
♪ All of my followers 'cause all I want is respect... ♪
This leg lock is called an Outside Ashi Garami.
What happens next?
That depends, is this your foot or mine?
♪ It takes two to make it outta sight. ♪
♪
LUIS: Cooper. Your stop.
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(panting)
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Ahh.
I bowled a new high score last night.
Nice.
-I got two turkeys. -What's a turkey?
It's three strikes in a row.
Why do they call it a turkey?
Well, when they first invented bowling,
they used to just throw frozen turkeys at the pins.
Eventually, they switched to balls
to cut down on the smell.
Why you lying to her?
I find it keeps my mind sharp. (chuckles)
Sheldon, breakfast!
SHELDON: Be right there!
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MARY: Sheldon!
Coming!
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(rustling)
Hello.
MARY: Shelly, you all right?
Yes. I must be a little sore
from doing jiu-jitsu with Tam yesterday.
Why were you doing jiu-jitsu?
We're boys. Roughhousing is what we do.
(popping)
-What was that? -What was what?
That sound.
-What sound? -(popping)
What's all this?
An extra layer of protection.
Protection from what?
Sweetie, is someone bothering you?
-Yes. -Who is it?
I'd rather not talk about it.
No, I want a name right now.
Mary.
Have you been hurting him?
Only with my words.
Tell me who it is, Shelly.
Mary, slow down.
Don't tell me to slow down.
-Someone is bullying him. -Okay.
Okay.
Sheldon, you can't go to school wearing all that.
Go to your room and take it off.
Yes, sir.
(rustling, popping)
You go with him.
But my cereal's gonna get soggy.
-Go. -(sighs)
I'd like one nice morning.