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Yes.
Great work, Jen.
Thanks.
Getting better all the time.
Yeah, it's kind of embarrassing, you know,
working in a bowling alley and not really being able to bowl.
You're doing fine. And besides, you work in the cafe.
Speaking of which...
Oh, yes, ma'am. Break's over.
Yes.
- Hey, Candy. - Hey, Matt.
You're looking pretty good out there.
Thanks. When you've been bowling as long as I have
it sort of becomes second nature.
You're forgetting that I grew up in this alley.
My pop owned it before I did and I'm still not as good as you are.
Oh, you're plenty good, okay?
You hold back to make sure the regular paying customers don't feel bad.
You're a regular paying customer and I don't have to worry about you.
But I'm the exception.
You know,
speaking of regular customers,
isn't Lucy in here normally about this time?
Oh, Jen said she had a date tonight.
Really? With who?
I don't know. It was a blind date.
Someone she met on the Internet.
Swell.
Travis, I had such a good time tonight.
Yeah, it was fantastic.
The dinner, the dancing.
The dessert.
It's hard to believe we only met a week ago
and that was online.
Do you go on a lot of blind dates?
No, I mean,
um, maybe a few,
but nothing as good as tonight.
I couldn't agree more.
I've had so much fun.
Baby, the fun is just beginning.
Well, listen, babe, that was great,
but I gots to go.
Oh, okay.
Well, you know, I got work
and stuff and you know.
Right, I understand.
Okay, but I'll call you, okay?
You will?
Yeah, of course, baby. That was great.
Bye, Travis.
Goodnight, Lori.
It's Lucy.
So, how'd you do today?
Well, I'm never gonna get rich working this place,
but it's enough to keep the doors open.
You ever think about
just getting out of here
and selling this place?
Leaving this one-horse town?
Excuse me, I live in this one-horse town.
So do I,
but if I had the chance,
I'd leave in a snap.
Nah, I could never leave.
My pop built this place with his bare hands.
It was nothing when he started,
but it was his dream.
But is it yours?
It is now
and that's enough.
Oh, hey, Luce.
How'd the date go?
It was awful.
Oh, no.
Yeah, just like the last 47 Internet dates I've had.
I mean, if you can't find a decent guy on the Internet,
- where can you find one? - That's a good question.
Oh, Luce, honey. It's okay.
Who needs a stinky old man, anyway?
Uh, I do.
Yeah, me too.
And me.
Good evening, Candy.
Mr. Grabowski.
And what are you kids up to this evening?
Oh, we're just cleaning up.
You know Jen and these are my two friends
Lucy and Matt. this is Mr. Grabowski.
He's my landlord.
- Hello. - Hello.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news,
well, technically, it's not bad news.
Well, at least,
good news for me.
It may be bad news for you,
but you never know.
Could be good news for everybody.
Is it?
Is it what?
Bad news or good news?
I don't know, you haven't told me what the news is yet.
Oh, I haven't told you yet.
Okay, well,
it seems there's a hotshot real estate developer in town
and he wants to buy this property.
- What? - Are you serious?
Serious? Well, yes.
About that, yes. I'm perfectly serious.
What do you mean buy the property?
What's gonna happen to the alley?
- What are we gonna do? - Please, Mr. Grabowski, can you please explain?
Certainly, I can.
Well, as I said,
there's a big real estate developer in town
and he wants to buy this property,
and let me tell you, he's offered a tidy
little sum, if I may say so.
Candy, we have to close?
Grabowski: Yes, I'm afraid you'll have to close.
They want to build a Stan's Club Shopping here
or something like that.
Mr. Grabowski, I have a lease.
Oh, yes, you have a lease. That's a fact.
And I looked into that also.
Now, it seems like your lease is ironclad.
As long as I own this property, if were I sell it,
which I fully intend to do,
Then your lease becomes null and void.
My lawyers would probably explain it better to you.
Oh, no, Candy.
When is this happening?
Ah, it'll happen on the 31st.
You'll have to be out by the end of the month.
There's gotta be something that can be done, Mr. Grabowski.
Uh, to be done? Well, yes, everything is being done.
The papers are being drawn up as we speak,
so it seems.
Well, you kids have fun.
See you later.
Candy, what are you gonna do?
I gotta call Frank.
Your boyfriend?
He's going to law school.
Maybe there's something he can do to help.
Jen, can you close up for me?
Sure, of course.
Candy: Frank, Frank are you home?
I'm in the bedroom, Candy.
Oh, Frank.
Calm down. What's the matter?
Grabowski came to see me tonight.
Mm-hmm.
He's selling the property and they want to tear down the alley
and turn it into one of those really big box stores.
Like a Stan's Club? I've been waiting for one of those.
Come on, can you be serious? I'm going to lose the alley.
Don't worry. We'll figure something out.
Here's the lease. I have another two years on it.
It's still good. He can't do anything, can he?
Let me take a look.
I don't know what I'd do if I lose my pop's alley.
You know I'm not gonna let that happen.
Frank, I always can count on you.
And I will always be here for you.
I'm just really glad that you work pro bono.
What if she bought the place herself?
Well, that's a great idea, but with what?
I mean, she barely makes enough money to operate the place as it is.
Oh, what if she sold some stuff?
Like what?
Uh, what about the bowling balls and the pins?
I mean, all the equipment here must be worth a lot.
And then how does she operate the place
after she sold everything?
Not a bad idea, though.
We just gotta come up with a great idea for a fundraiser.
I'm great at that.
You are?
Yep. Nobody raises funds quicker than me.
Just ask any of the guys I've dated.
Fund-raiser.
Fund.
What are people willing to donate money for?
What about one of those crowd-sourcing sites,
you know, where people donate money to a cause?
I heard about some actor who got people to donate
- a million bucks. - Really?
Yeah, and that was just to pay for a vacation.
Hmm, yeah, but,
who's gonna want to donate money just to save an old bowling alley?
And we only have until the end of the month.
You're right. It's hopeless.
No, no, it's not.
- I think I got it. - What?
Why not have a bowling competition?
We could charge an admission fee,
and then, people could bet on their favorite bowler for a prize.
You think people would pay money for that?
Yes,
because it'll be a bikini bowling competition.
Hot chicks in bikinis
bowling.
It's a natural.
You know what? That just might work.
Of course it will. I mean,
we'll get Candy,
you, me,
maybe some of the other girls.
Ah, we'll make a mint.
It'll be like a bikini car wash,
but with balls.
Oh, that's why I love you--
the way your mind works.
Yay.
- Jen-- - Shut up.
Oh, you know what?
We should text Candy and let her know about our idea.
I hope she likes it.
How could she not? It's brilliant.
Sorry, Candy, but Grabowski's right.
The lease is only enforced as long as he owns the property.
He can sell at any time and your lease becomes null and void.
Null and void.
That's what he said.
Those are two words that I hate.
I'm sorry. I wish there was more that I cold do.
( cell phone beeps )
Oh, my Gosh. This is brilliant.
What?
Candy: "Have a great idea to save the alley.
A bikini bowling competition.
Charge admission plus bets on your favorite players."
Girls in bikinis bowling?
I'm totally in.
We need flyers and whatnot for advertising.
Ah, but no gambling.
That would be illegal.
So then what do we do?
You could raffle off stuff.
Like the winning bowling ball,
or a date with your favorite bowler.
Stuff like that.
Like bikinis that the bowlers are wearing?
Really?
You think people would be into that?
Oh, you'd be surprised.
I can see it now.
The Great Bikini Bowling Bash.
Yeah!
Twenty, forty, sixty...
- How much? How much? - Candy: Calm down, Lucy.
Give him a chance.
Oh, the suspense. I can't take it.
100. Okay, I've got the total.
Here we go, kids.
From the Great Bikini Bowling Bash--
drum roll, please.
The total is,
$5,485.
$5,000? That's it?
What? I thought that was pretty good.
How much do we need?
( Grabowski laughing )
5,000?
That's quite a tidy little sum.
Why, you all should be able to afford a nice
little vacation for that kind of money.
But, as for buying this property, well,
it's not nearly enough.
No, not nearly enough.
But how much is the real estate developer offering you?
In American dollars?
Yes, in American dollars.
Well, let me see...
4 times 72...
carry the 6 and then you...
About three million dollars.
Three million dollars?!
Approximately.
Gosh.
We'll never be able to come up with that kind of money.
Grabowski: No, no, no,
I suppose you won't.
Well, I've got to be going.
You kids have fun.
Oh, I believe I won your bikini.
I'll mail it to you.
Oh, that's fine.
Thank you very much.
Good-bye.
- Three million dollars? - Oh, my God.
I just can't get over this.
Guys, look, okay, just calm down.
We'll figure something out, all right?
Oh, really, smart guy? Got any ideas?
As a matter of fact, I do.
What, do you think you're going to find a job in there that pays
three million dollars?
No, this.
Troy Smith?
So what?
I keep forgetting you didn't grow up around here.
But Troy Smith did.
Troy Smith, gold medal bowling team,
top professional bowler in the world?
He grew up here?
Yep.
Matt, I think I see where you're going.
I don't.
Because my dear Lucy,
gold medal Olympic bowling team,
top bowler in the world,
multi-multi-millionaire Troy Smith,
learned how to bowl right here in this very alley.
Serious?
Absolutely.
I can remember when I was a little girl
and my pop put the very first bowling ball in Troy's hands.
You think he'd help us out?
To save the alley that he learned how to bowl in?
Three million dollars is like cab fare to this guy.
You know, according to the paper, Troy Smith is over
in Central City doing a talk show.
He should be there right now.
Central City? That's 15 minutes from here.
Let's go!
No, no, hold on, hold on.
Do you really think it's a good idea for the five of us
to just go on down to the TV station and ask
- this guy for money? - I guess not.
Candy, you should go. You actually know the guy.
Candy: I haven't seen him since we were seven years old.
I doubt he even remembers who I am.
- I'll go. - You will?
Yeah, I mean, I think he's cute.
Besides, if I can't persuade a man to give up a few million dollars...
then who can, right?
She's got a point.
Ow, what?
I was just saying.
Hello?
Hmm, where could he be?
Man: It'll be about 20 minutes, Mr. Smith.
And make sure no one disturbs me until you're really ready.
- Man: Yes, sir. - Amateurs.
What the--!
Oh, Mr. Smith, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
All right, kid. I don't know how you got in here,
but I don't give autographs, all right?
I don't want your autograph.
Good, 'cause I-- wait.
Why not?
Mr. Smith, I need your help.
Here we go.
I work at the Regal Lanes.
Regal Lanes.
Wow, that brings back memories.
What a shit hole.
Well, it's in trouble.
I could really use your help.
Trouble?
Yeah, they're trying to sell it out from underneath Candy.
You remember her, don't you?
Her father ran the place when you lived there.
Oh, yeah. Candy.
Little scrawny tomboy as I recall.
Well, she grew up a bit.
Anyway,
she's trying to raise money so that she can buy the place
to keep it open.
All right, just for giggles,
how much does she need?
Three million dollars.
Three million dollars?
You're kidding, right?
I wish I were.
They want to turn the bowling alley into a Stan's club.
A what?
A Stan's Club.
You know, one of those big box stores.
Never heard of them.
I guess you wouldn't.
Well, listen, sweet pea,
I'd really like to help you, I really would,
but three million dollars
doesn't grow on trees.
Isn't there anything--
anything at all,
that I could do to change your mind?
Wait, wait, wait.
You're not going to try and tempt me with sex, are you?
I mean, you weren't just gonna come in here and take your clothes off
and have your way with me right here in the dressing room, were you?
Well...
'Cause that would totally work.
We're back.
Wow, it hasn't changes a bit.
Still like a dump.
Hey, Troy, it's me, Candy. Do you remember me?
Candy! Of course I remember you.
Wow, you've certainly gown up.
These are my friends Matt and Lucy
and you already know Jen.
Oh, indeed I do.
Well, hello, pretty lady.
Hello.
Hi, Troy, nice to meet you.
Yeah, yeah, whatever.
So, I'm sure that Jen told you about our problem.
She did actually and
as I understand it, you need three million dollars to save this
bowling alley.
Right.
Sorry, folks, can't help you.
What?
But what about, you know,
the dressing room?
Hey, you'll always have the memories, babe. Those are precious.
Please, Troy?
Well, for you, Lucy...
No,
but we could discuss it in my dressing room.
I might change my mind.
There's no way in hell that's happening, okay?
You're not good enough for her.
All right, everybody. Thanks for the trip down memory lane.
See ya never.
Wait, I got a proposition for you.
Let's hear it.
A bowl-off.
You and me in two weeks time.
And if I win,
you give me all the money I need to buy back this alley.
And if I win,
as if there's any doubt.
What do I get?
Me.
What?
Candy, no. It's not worth it.
That's interesting, interesting, but
the stakes aren't high enough.
I mean, we're talking about three million dollars here.
That's a lot.
So what exactly do you have in mind?
I'll compete in your little bowl-off,
but not just against you.
Against all three of you girls.
One game, you'll all alternate
while I'll bowl every frame.
And if you win?
I get all three of you girls
at the same time.
Deal,
but on one condition.
What's that?
You gotta bowl left-handed.
( laughs )
Piece of cake.
All right, so I guess I'll see you girls on bowling day.
And then I'll be seeing a lot more of you after that.
Jen: Candy, what are you thinking?
I had to do something.
There's no way we can beat him,
even with him bowling left-handed.
He could bowl with his feet and still win.
( Matt whistles )
Don't worry, ladies, you'll win.
And just how are we to do that?
I'll train you.
You?
Matt, you've been holding out on us.
So, now that you've got the control down with your wrist,
you shouldn't have any problems with your release.
Matt, I can't thank you enough.
If you had told me two weeks ago
that I'd have a chance to bowl against the top pro in the country
and not make a fool of myself,
well, I would have said you're crazy.
Look, you're gonna do fine.
You're bowling third. That's three balls.
You can bowl three strikes. I'm sure of it.
Well, I've had a great teacher.
Thanks.
Matt, can I ask you a question?
Sure.
When Troy first offered to help us in exchange for me,
why did you stop him?
Because it wasn't right, okay?
What he wasn't doing wasn't right.
But it's more than that, isn't it?
Lucy,
I've been in love with you since the first time I laid eyes on you.
Why didn't you ever say anything?
I don't know. Too shy, I guess.
Matt, you don't have to be shy with me.
Oh, tomorrow's the big day.
Do you think we're ready?
Ready as we'll ever be.
Oh, but the pressure.
It's Troy Smith, the world's greatest bowler.
You mean Troy smith, the world's greatest asshole?
I don't know, Candy. There's something about him.
Oh, don't tell me that you're still attracted to him.
Maybe just a little.
Seriously, Jen?
Sometimes I just don't understand you.
Sometimes I don't understand myself, okay?
You'll be fine. You've got Frank.
Yeah, Frank's been really good for me.
What's gonna happen with him?
I mean, what's he gonna do after he graduates law school?
What do you mean?
I mean, is he going to stick around this town?
Every town needs a good lawyer
and I think I've given him a lot of incentive.
- Yeah, I hope you're right. - Don't worry, Jen.
Someday you're going to find a really good man
and I guarantee you it's not going to be Troy Smith.
We'll see.
You got a muscle ache?
Two weeks of practice, eight hours a day
was probably a bit much.
You just need to rub it off.
That's so nice.
So, where's perfect Frank tonight?
He's got a late class.
Really?
Mm-hmm, he won't be home for at least a couple more hours.
Too bad.
Well, ladies, I've arrived.
I see you closed the alley for the day.
Probably for the best.
Don't want to embarrass yourself in public.
No, we just didn't want to embarrass the world champ,
- that's all. - Oh, so cocky. I love it.
Well, should we bowl?
Ready when you are.
Well, never let it be said that I wasn't a gentleman.
Ladies first.
All right, Candy, way to go.
Whoo!
- Yeah! - There we go.
One more strike and we're on the final frame.
It's you, Candy.
I know.
Whoo! Yeah! Way to go, baby.
So what happens if the game ends in a tie?
Well, they agreed that Troy had to beat them,
so in case of a tie, girls are the winner.
That's assuming Troy bowls a perfect frame.
It's a good assumption.
Well, then, Candy has to bowl three strikes in a row
on the final frame to force a tie.
That should be no problem for my gal.
Well, ladies, looks like we have a perfect score.
You know, I have to admit,
I'm impressed.
What do you say we up the stakes?
What do you mean?
Same stakes as before,
only this time,
if I lose, I'll buy this place for you
and I'll kick in an extra million bucks for you to fix up the place.
Oh, Candy...
What's the catch? What's in it for you?
This frame, I bowl right-handed.
What do you think?
Well, a tie still goes to us.
You'll nail this last frame
and then it doesn't matter what he does.
Right.
Okay. It's a deal.
Yeah!
- Jen: Yeah! - Lucy: Candy!
- There we go! - Yeah!
Well, as I see it,
ladies, all I have to do is roll three strikes
with my right hand and you girls will be having the time of your lives.
I'd say that's a win-win.
I'm so sorry.
It's okay, you know, you tried your best.
I mean, it's a miracle we even made it this far.
That's one, ladies.
Now for numero duo.
That's numero dos, asswipe.
That's two.
Now for my grand finale.
Wait.
- What's she doing? - I don't know.
Good luck.
Oh, my God.
Give a hug.
( cheering )
Well?
Well, I guess I just bought a bowling alley.
Yeah! Bowling alley!
Here it is, a cashier's check for four million dollars.
Ooh, can I touch it?
And I just got off the phone with Grabowski
and he's selling me the property.
The Regal Lanes is here to stay.
That's fantastic.
We're drawing up the paperwork already.
Speaking of drawing up papers...
Yeah, we kinda gotta go, guys.
Hey, what's going on?
- Well... - Tell them.
Matt asked me to marry him. We're eloping tonight.
Oh, my God, Lucy. That's fantastic.
Yep, I finally found my man.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
Hey, Frank, you getting any ideas?
Um, you know...
On that, I guess we should be going.
Come on.
All right, bye, guys.
So, what did you say to him, Jen?
To Troy.
Um, I just said, "Good luck,"
and now he's gone.
All right, listen, Jen.
I know you think the guy was attractive and all,
but he's kind of an ass.
I know. It's okay.
Listen, we'll have none of that.
We just got a check for four million bucks
and there will be no pouting.
Guys, I think--
I think maybe I pulled a muscle
- in my shoulder again. - Really?
What's going on?
Trust me, Frank. You're gonna like this.
I mean, I think I already do.
Hey.
- You're still here? - Yeah.
Why'd you do it, Troy?
Do what?
Why'd you throw the game?
Who says that I threw the game?
Come on.
We both know you're better than that.
Hey, there's one thing I've learned here,
even the champ can make a mistake.
Well, you're not making a mistake now.
You know, I've been thinking about moving back into town.
Well, don't, 'cause I was thinking about moving out.
Oh, you'd be surprised.
Hot chicks in bikinis bowling.
It's a natural.
It'll be like a bikini contest, but with balls.
The total from the Great Bikini Bowling Bash is
$5,485.
Girls in bikinis bowling? I'm totally in.
Regal Lanes? Wow, that brings back memories.
What a shit hole.
Well, listen, babe, that was great, but I gots to go.
Ooh, I believe I won your bikini.
( music playing )