Keeping the Faith

Oh. Hey, this is a great place.
This is really--

- My lair.
- really nice.

- I'll be ready in a second.
- A lot of space.

I know.
Thanks, Daddy. Right?

You go, girl.
No pain, no gain.
Oh. Tuesdays with Morrie.
I love that book.

I'm ready.
- Oh, do you, uh, do these tapes?
- Are you kidding me?

- No.
- Are you kidding me?

- Hmm. No.
- These tapes are my life.

Exercise is like a religion to me.
No pun intended.

- Feel my abs. Not bad, right?
- Ouch.

- Punch me.
- Excuse me?

- You heard me.
- Um, I-I'm not gonna punch you.

I think you will find, Rabbi Schram,
that this princess is no pushover.

I can tell. And, hey, come on.
Call me Jake. All right?

Okay, let's get a few things
straight here, Jake.

One: I like you a lot.
And unless my radar is completely
on the blink, I think you like me.

- Well, I mean, we-- we just met, but--
- Two: I am many things.

No one thing defines me.
Are we clear about that, Jake?

- Yes.
- Then let me have it.

- I'm not gonna punch you.
- Punch me!

-You're a girl. I'm not gonna punch you.
-Hit me. I can take it.

- I'm not scared.
- I'm sure-- I know you're not.
I just-- You're a girl, and--

- What, are you some kind of wuss?
- No, I'm not a wuss--

- But I'm not gonna punch a--
Oh. All right.
- Little wuss, little wuss,

Oh. Are you okay?
- I'm fine.
- You sure?
-J-Just get my bag.

- Okay. Uh, you said you could take it--
- Fine!

That's wonderful.
Th-That headband's so cool.

- Oh, I'm so glad you noticed.
- Yeah. What is that?

- It was-- It was beaded
by the mentally retarded.
- Oh, really?

- Yes.
- Really? 'Cause it looks
really good, though.

- Oh, n--
Well, they're heavily supervised.
- Uh-huh.