And now in a very gratuitous shot, Peter walks, very well lit, alone down the hall into the locker room. Of course, in slo-mo. We catch him on the other side as he voice-overs that he came here with the confidence that he could win it all but "it just didn't happen." Lit now in dramatic shadow, cuts all over his face, he numbly camera-talks that he feels like he let everybody down. He sits alone in the locker room, staring in the mirror. He says that he can hear his father in his head. Now the fam is with him as he showers. "I worked so hard to get to this point," he says, leaning on the shower wall, "and I failed." I half expect him to Elisabeth Shue down the wall, crying, but he doesn't. Wife is crying, though. "Why is it that when it's my time to shine, I blow it?" he asks. "I blow my chance." He starts crying and it's the most emotionally affecting moment I've seen on NBC since the last Cheers. Or since I heard Inside Schwartz was cancelled.
Now Peter walks alone through the empty gym as he voice-overs that he's been fighting since he was five years old. "Where do I go from here?" he asks us, and then he snuffs out this show's torch by hanging up his gloves on the gym wall. Chime hit! He walks outside onto the cold, empty downtown-adjacent L.A. streets where he is immediately mugged by a crackhead, run over by an uninsured illegal immigrant driving a 1985 Honda Prelude, and then comically stumbles into the middle of a Bruce Willis movie shoot. And credits.
Phew. That was really good?
The next Thursday. Sly yells at Ahmed. Ahmed's grudge with Ishe heats up. George Foreman arrives to share some grilling tips. A new challenge. A family comes together. Family family family. Sly and Sugar Ray recoil while watching the fight that, we're told, will bring us to our feet. Jesse then recites bad lines in his fey voice, "Shut up. Put up. Go hard. Or go home!" Go home, Jesse.