The Rookie Page #2

Any more rattlesnakes

on the playground?

Yeah. Two this morning.

I swear those things show up

every time

the oil business goes bad.

-- They gonna bring

the kids in?

-- They're thinking about it.

Don't these families

have enough to worry about?

Hmm.

Coach.

Counselor.

[ Exhales sharply ]

Don't report that, Esther.

I never do.

"Sum" means

that we're adding.

We have at least two items.

Don't make this hard,

but what are we adding

here --

protons and...

Neutrons?

Neutrons.

Neutrons.

So, David...

These protons

and these neutrons,

they're inside of...what?

The nucleus?

Well, don't say it

like a question, son.

If you think you know it, just

say it like you know it.

The nucleus.

That's right --

the nucleus.

[ Laughter ]

So, congratulations.

Go home tonight

and tell your parents

that you figured out

the mass number of an atom.

Nat "King" Cole:

# Chestnuts roasting... #

Jimmy:
Frank, ain't it

a little late to be

playing this song?

-- It's 8:
30.

-- It's March.

Well, that song's too good

to play for only one month.

-- Hunter, you gonna want

cheese on that?

-- Yes, sir.

Cal:
Besides, he smoked

three packs a day.

Henry:
Who?

Nat "King" Cole. He thought

it'd make his voice deeper.

Frank:
Oh, and Frank Sinatra

was the poster child

for vocal care?

Who died in his 40s?

You take care of yourself,

things work out.

Oh, is that right, is it?

Well, what about Jimmy, there?

I mean, he took

real good care of himself,

and, uh, how many surgeries

was it, Jimmy -- four?

Hunter:

They put this thing

from his ankle up

to his shoulder.

Ow.

We're talking about singing,

not pitching.

And, Hunter,

do us all a favor

and don't tell us that bit

about the ankle anymore.

-- Mel Torme in June.

-- What in the world are you

talking about now?

Mel Torme wrote

"The Christmas Song"

on a beach somewhere.

There wasn't no Jack Frost

nippin' at anybody's nose

that day.

-- Daddy...

-- Yeah?

Your arm ever hurt

anymore?

Only when I have to

drag you out of bed

in the morning

for school.

No, I'm just kidding

you, bud.

It hasn't hurt

in a long time.

How long?

Why do you want to know?

Just wondering.

Oh, let's see.

[ Exhaling ] Uh...

It never hurt

when I was in high school,

'cause we didn't have

a baseball team.

And it never hurt

when I was in junior college,

'cause, well, that's why

I got drafted.

And then, uh...

I don't know.

Just started hurting.

Is that why

you didn't make it?

It's never one thing.

[ Fence rattles ]

[ Fence rattles ]

[ Rattling continues ]

[ Baby crying ]

[ Groans ]

[ Sleepily ] Mmm.

[ lnhales deeply ]

I'll get her.

Is that a real

"I'll get her,"

or are you just

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