Ice Princess

- What's going on?
- Nothing.

And since when
do you get a C on a test?

I saw it in your room.
I was not snooping.

I mean, you and As
are like peanut butter and jelly.

- Is it belated rebellion?
- What?

Is it...
...a boy?
- Mom, no!

I'm sorry.
You do realize what is at stake
with your grades right now?

I know. I know. I'm sorry.
I feel bad about the C, okay?
- Can you just give it a rest?
- Sweetie!

Mom, I just want
to compete at regionals.

What do you have to gain by this?

- I'm good.
- So, what are you saying?

You wanna just blow off
our whole plan for you,

chuck the scholarship
and become a professional athlete?

Case, what is the shelf life
on an ice-skater?

Eight years?
And then a few years
touring with Has-Beens On Ice.

And that's it?
That's the end of your life?

I love it, Mom.
Case, there's no shelf life
on your mind.

If I'd learned to use mine
a little sooner,

if I'd gone to college
when I was your age,

maybe we wouldn't be living like this.
There's nothing wrong
with the way we live.

I've not been able to give you
a quarter of the things I've wanted to.

You've given me everything.
Then you need
to give me something now.