Father's Day Dance-a-thon


 * Narrator: Ah, Fathrer's Day, a day when fathers get to relax and take it easy. Um, Mr. Botsford, it's Father's Day. Don't you want to lie in your hammock while your family serves you ice-cold berverages?
 * Tim: Nope. Can't. Must...Warm...Up.
 * Narrator: Heh, heh. Why? Are you getting ready to run a marathon or something?
 * Tim: No, it's the day of the big father-daughter dance-a-thon... And here's my dance partner right now! Becky, are you ready to dance, dance, dance. And then dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance some more?
 * Becky: Don't get me wrong, Dad. I mean, I really looking forward to spending quality time with you today, but, you know, I'm not really the best dancer.
 * Tim: Oh, that's alight, Becky, because tin the dance-athon, it's not about how well you can dance but how long you can dance. And this year I am determined to keep on dancing until we take home that trophy!
 * Becky: um, how long is that going to take exactly?
 * Tim: I have absolutely no idea. It's not over until there's only one team left dancing. Oh, ho! Doesn't that sound like fun?!
 * Becky: Heh, heh, heh.
 * Tim: I'll be showing off a lifetime's worth of dance moves like this one. Observe. Ha! See?
 * Becky: Uh, Dad, don't you think you should be saving your energy?
 * Tim: You're right. Especially since they're here.
 * Becky: Who are they?
 * Tim: The Prancingtons. The best father-daughter dance team in the world. I don't know if we can beat them.
 * Becky: Yeah, you're probably right. I don't think we can. Want to...skip it?
 * Tim: Dubba, dubba, dubba. No, Becky. We are not giving up that easily. I am determined to win this competition. You hear that, Prancingtons?
 * Warden: Ohh. And I am determined to make sure this here dance-a-thon is run by the book, the fairness in dancing book.
 * Becky: The Warden? Are you running the dance?
 * Warden: Sure. See the book? My job today is to carefully observe y'all while you're dancing and make sure that everybody here follow the rules. Hey, everybody! Your attention please. If any member of any teams stop dancing, even for a second, that team will be eliminated. You are out of the marathon. The last team dancing will win this here trophy.
 * Tim: And I am determined to win it.
 * Warden: The dance-a-thon starts... right now!
 * Tim: Oh, oh! Come on, Becky. Boogie like you've never boogie before!
 * Becky: Hey, Dad. How are my dance moves?
 * Tim: Well, you're definitely moving. And that's what's important. Keep it up, Becky! Whoo!
 * Narrator: So while the Botsfords move their feet.