:28:02
The Stomach's worried.
He doesn't want it bad enough.
:28:07
Come on, Fink!
:28:08
This is weenie war! Eat!
:28:12
Stretch that stomach, Fink!
:28:16
Come on!
Eat, Fink, eat!
:28:20
Please eat.
:28:23
Please, Fink.
:28:26
Larry! Eat, Fink!
:28:36
The winner!
:28:43
Way to go, Fink.
:28:45
You beat The Stomach, Larry.
:28:51
We're close and we could win
this thing, so let's get serious.
:28:55
There's only one event left:
A four-mile marathon worth 20 points.
:28:58
Unfortunately our best distance runner,
Jackie, broke her ankle.
:29:02
You jerk.
:29:03
So we need a distance man.
:29:05
- Any ideas?
- You, buddy.
:29:08
Don't look at me.
I'd be pukin' after the first mile.
:29:10
- Somebody's gotta do it.
- Finkelstein's your man, sir.
:29:13
Larry Finkelstein.
:29:18
- Here's your man.
- No, Tripper.
:29:20
Where?
:29:22
Right here. Rudy Gerner.
:29:25
- Please don't.
- He's the best we got.
:29:27
Get serious.
:29:28
No offense, but that kid
can't even catch a football.
:29:31
For your information, Phillip...
:29:33
Rudy is a three-time Junior State
long distance medal award winner.
:29:37
- Bullshit.
- And...
:29:39
he won a presidential citation
from his Committee on Physical Fitness.
:29:43
He's lyin' to me.
:29:45
I can't do it, Tripper.
:29:47
You can. Believe me.
:29:49
Morty, give him a chance.
No one else wants to.
:29:51
Come on, Morty!
Make up your mind.
:29:53
Come on, Morty.
For once make a decision.
:29:58
All right.
Gerner runs the marathon.