All language subtitles for Like.Mike.2

Jerome, what are you doing?

Every inch counts, Nathan.

These are supposed to help make me
grow taller in seven to 1 0 days.

Come on, J.

You know those things are a scam,
just like your ankle weights.

I don't know, man.
It says they're guaranteed.

Jerome, do you think
I could try them on?

Come on, Rod. You already
have permanent ankle weights.

Yo, Rod, I'm in my spot.

Money in the bank, baby.

And that's why it's called
the bank shot.

Yeah? Then try hitting it
from somewhere else on the court.

Why fix it if it ain't broken?

Come on. Not the humming again.

It's good luck.
I can't make the shot if I don't hum.

Oh, come on, J.

Those aren't gonna
make you jump any higher.

How do you know?

Nothing will make you
play better overnight.

Watch, man. One day,
I'm gonna be known as Air Jerome.

You're gonna have to hit
over 50 percent from the field...

...if you wanna be like Mike.

Not to mention grow another two feet.

That's what I'm trying to do.
Now, check it out.

Isn't this cute? Now, step off.
Some real talent's taking the court.

-But we were here first.
-And that should mean something to me?

-lt should, brainless.
-What'd you call me?

-Maybe we should just go, Jerome.
-Let's play them for the court.

-That's Double J's son.
-Yeah? You're the choker's kid, huh?

His name's Double J, and he's one
of the kings from this court.

Yeah, like a million years ago,
before he blew his chances of going pro.

-Now he's just a choker.
-Don't call him that. Take it back.

No, I'm gonna take it out instead.
Let's play for the court, first to 1 1.

You win, you're in.
You lose, you cruise.

Cool. I got you.

-This is suicide.
-No, guys.

Man, listen, we can do this.

You stay close to the basket
for that bank shot.

You keep setting those beautiful picks.
These guys aren't as good as they think.

And if we lose,
at least we lose with style.

"Triple Threat" on three.

One, two, three, Triple Threat!

Are you cheerleaders ready or what?

I don't know if you noticed or not,
but the ball's supposed to go in the hoop.

Just shut up and play, shorty.

-Shoot it!
-No.

What are you doing? You had it.

I wasn't in my spot.

-Sorry.
-It's not how you start the game...

...it's how you finish it. Come on.

Come on, Mariah Carey. Take the shot.

Get that out of here!

Yo, Ray. Is that Lydia
and Double J's kid?

Nice.

Like father, like son. Come on, man.

That's game, and that's funny.

-Yo, that's messed up.
-Nice kicks, my man.

Yeah, they got air conditioning.

He's your little cousin, man.

Bye-bye.

One day, I'm gonna show
them who runs this court.

Man, don't even worry about it, J.

-I got you. I got you.
-What, what? Get out of my way.

Oh, yeah. That's game, homey.

Charge, man!

No, you can't call charge
in no streetball game, all right?

-Thanks, man.
-I'm not trying to help you. Pay up.

Thanks for the money.

I can buy your mama something nice.
Good game. See you.

I know why we lost.

I wasn't wearing
my lucky underwear today.

Yeah, that must've been it.

Man, one day we're gonna win
this tournament.

Yeah, and one day
I'm gonna be Beyoncé's boyfriend.

-Let's see which one happens first.
-Come on, Nate.

You know my dad won that tournament
back in '89.

His name is on the Ball of Fame with all
the greats that came off these courts.

-I wouldn't call any of us great players.
-That's why we need to practice.

So we can get good enough to win...

...and get our names up there
next to his.

Then what? You think if you do this,
your dad will hang out with you more?

I don't know. It couldn't hurt.

Everyone around here thinks
my dad is the choker.

I want them to think about
something else...

...when they hear the name
Jerome Jenkins.

Come on, J. Let's bounce.

Hey, guys.

The Game On Open Run is tomorrow.
We should check it out.

-Yeah.
-Definitely.

-Meet me at the little court, 9 a.m.?
-Nine a.m.?

-The game doesn't start until 1 1.
-This way we can get our practice in.

Come on, J. It's summer break.
Plus, I need my beauty sleep.

Yeah, and he needs
every minute he can get.

Besides, J, you keep promising this is
gonna happen and that's gonna happen.

Know what? Nothing ever happens.

Not yet.

Just gotta have a little faith.

My Cheetos! Come on, now.

Oh, you're always taking
something from a brother.

Cheetos. I'm hungry.

Ray, I just need to get through
grading these exams, okay?

Aunt Lydia, you know I can't
watch the game without my Cheetos.

It's the playoffs.

-Man!
-Well, there's rice cakes in the pantry.

Rice cakes? Damn.

Oh, I know who got it.

Hey, Jerome! I know you in there.

Jerome, you eat my Cheetos?

Look at your-- Oh, man!

Jerome Jenkins, what did I tell you
about taking things that aren't yours?

I'm sorry. I didn't know they were his.

Are you all packed for the weekend?
Your father should be here soon.

-Yeah, what time's he coming?
-Any minute.

Why don't you come downstairs.

-Can I finish the game first?
-All right.

But in the future, just make sure
you ask before you take, okay?

-Okay.
-Okay?

Okay.

Nice pass, Mom. Jenkins puts it up...

...and misses again.

It's showtime.

Oh, it's off the rim.

Sorry about your Cheetos, Cousin Ray.

You just better be glad
I had an extra bag in my car.

You lose any money
out on the court today?

Well, no. I was just playing for fun.

Doesn't look like you was
having fun to me.

-I just had an off day.
-Look, man, stop fronting.

You can't play a player, son.

Now, look, if you want me to...

...I'll take you out there
and show you a few pointers.

Or should I say three-pointers?
Because you know how I do.

-Really?
-Definitely, man.

Little man like you? If you get real good,
we could make some serious scrilla.

-Dad!
-Hey, how you doing?

-Good.
-Hey, you getting taller again?

-Am l?
-lt looks like it.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Hey, Double J, who you like
in the game tonight, man?

Don't know and don't care.

Yeah, man, I smell you. These cats
don't know nothing about basketball.

-You could've schooled them, huh, J?
-That's a long time ago, Ray.

What are we doing this weekend?

-Okay. I wanted to talk to you about--
-Hey, hey, hey, man. What you doing?

-Do you mind? I wanna talk to my son.
-Well, yeah, I mind.

It's the playoffs. Can't y'all
take it outside or something?

Listen, Cousin Ray...

...when you start paying for the rent
and the food and everything else...

...then maybe you can have
some say, okay?

Weren't you supposed to be
gone 1 2 weeks ago?

-Jerome!
-What?

I paid for these.

You shouldn't talk to him that way.
He's family.

Lydia, he's your cousin Cecily's
ex-husband's brother.

He's family.
And family don't put out family.

Look, Jerome...

...I wanted to come by
and tell you in person.

I gotta head out
to Phoenix for work, tonight.

I know, I know. I'm sorry.

I really wanted to hang out.
We would've had a lot of fun.

At least can we shoot
around back a little bit?

-I wish I could, but--
-I've gotten a lot better.

Oh, no, no. That's not it.
It's just....

Look, I got a lot going on right now.

Can I show you something
in the kitchen?

I really don't have time
for one of your talks, okay?

I already feel bad enough about it.

This is the third time in a row
you've cancelled plans on him.

What do you want me to say?

I'm training the staff in Phoenix.

And if I do this well,
I'm due for a nice promotion.

That's great. But all your son knows
is that you are a basketball legend.

And he never gets to play with you.

You're his hero, Jerome.

Heroes are for fairy tales. I'm just a guy
trying to do well on his quarterly review.

You need to make time for your son.

He's 1 3 years old.

Pretty soon, he's not gonna care
whether you come around or not.

I told you,
the schedule is only temporary.

So is his childhood.

Jerome Jenkins.
There's only five seconds left.

They don't know what to do.
They're down by two.

He's out for the three.
Three, two, one....

"MJ"? No way.

-Defense!
-Damn.

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

That's what you get.
That's what you get.

He's on fire.

He puts it up--

No, you didn't.

What the...?

--the most amazing game of basketball
played in the last decade.

-How did they win?
-I guarantee...

... you will not see another game like that
in a very, very long time.

Oh, man!

Jerome.

You' re not thinking about
trying out, are you?

-No, l' m just here to watch.
-Okay, I was about to say....

There's a lot of serious ballers
out here, man.

I don't wanna see you
embarrass yourself.

-Next.
-All right.

Excuse me, brother.

-Hey, sweetness.
-Name?

Ray Thomkins. But you probably
know me by my streetball name, X-Ray.

Oh, that's a really good name for you.
Because I can see right through you.

Put this on and do not take it off
until you get cut.

-What? Girl, I ain't getting cut.
-Next!

I need a new streetball name.

Everybody! Everybody!
Welcome to the Game On Open Run.

Now, you'll be divided
into teams of three.

You'll play each other,
and at the end of the day...

...the three most
proficient challengers...

...will have the esteemed honor
of contesting the Game On team.

Now, without further ado,
allow me to introduce to you...

...the Game On squad.

Raindrop.

Ghost in the Machine.

Cavity.

Miracle Whip.

Buck Wild. Buck Wild.

And the Right Honorable Coach Archie.

Game On squad!

Give it up for DJ Spears.

Look at these fools.
Lining up for the slaughter.

You forgetting how we found you?

Well, this bunch
is weaker than Wednesday.

-Looks like our jobs are safe.
-Don't count your chickens yet.

We've been on a losing streak
the last three cities.

You don't play as well as your
opponents, they could take your seat.

Man, I'll crush anybody out there.
I guarantee that.

You're not the only one out there.

If you guys really
wanna move beyond the street...

...you're gonna have to learn
to not play selfish.

It's the only way
you're gonna be great players.

We already great players, okay?

Ain't nobody better than us.
We the phattest team out there.

No, no, fellas, listen.
Seriously, you're not fat.

Not at all.
Y'all are in great shape.

All right, let's get it started.

The first two teams up.
Come on, y'all.

Oh, that's pretty.

Yeah, that's right.

Oh, you gotta finish that, kid!

Wait a minute.
Where'd it go?

Come on, son. You out the game.
Get off the court. Move!

Jordan!

-I'm okay.
-Get out there, man. That's right.

Oh, Rainbow!

Looks like you had to.
Get over there, boy.

Yeah.

Oh, watch out, now.
How you feeling?

Okay. That's all right, then.

All right, people. All right.
Nice playing out there. Yeah.

All right, so we narrowed it down
to the final three challengers.

Now, what Game On
cares about is style.

All right, so bring your best,
play with flair...

...but play as a team and play to win.

Remember, Buck, there's no I in team.

There's no you in team either, fool.

So, people, tell me, what time is it?
It's time to get your--

-Game on!
-Game on!

That's right. Let's get it cracking, y'all.

Hey, what's up?
J's not out here practicing.

Seriously. He must have been
abducted by aliens last night.

Come on. Let's go check out
the Open Run.

He's Buck Wild, y'all.

Why you trying to tangle with Cavity?
Why you trying, son?

Hey, what's up? Hey, Nathan.

-Hey, man. How you doing?
-Good.

Oh, my. Don't hurt him!

Come on, son, let's go.

Oh, my God, Cavity.

You don't know where
the ball is, do you?

You don't even know where it is.

Oh, you didn't see that wall?
Oh, yeah. We call it Buck Wild.

Get up, punk.

Cavity, defying all of gravity!

Where the ball, kid?
Yeah, that's right.

It's too late.

No competition. It's ridiculous.
Winning shot.

Oh, what's this?

Think you can drop the rock
better than Buck Wild?

Go on, then. Put it up, then.
Go on, scrub.

Come on, man.

-Oh, my God.
-Give me that. Give me that.

This is it, baby.

What?!

-Give it to the kid.
-Let the kid shoot it.

-Let him shoot it.
-Come on.

Think you could do it again?
Huh, peewee?

-Give it to the kid.
-Go on.

You got it. You can make it.
You can make it.

Nothing.

Get out here. Let's see if you
can do it for real, in a game.

Come on. Get out!

Let's go.

Come on, lucky sneakers.

-Hold on, Buck.
-Back off!

One-on-one, me and the kid.
Now, come on, let's do this.

-Everybody off the court! Everybody!
-Hey, man.

Get off the court.

Is he allowed to do that?

-Get off me!
-Buck, you're manhandling him.

Come on, Buck. That ain't right.

Over. It's over. Oh, my God.

How you like me now?

Not so much.

Do you hear that? The whole crowd's
turning against you. What are you doing?

I ain't letting no punk kid show me up.

That's one, midget.

Yeah.

Come on. What you got?

What the--?

Oh, man. He's got them going crazy.
They coming out on the court.

-You lucky I tripped.
-It's bedlam. It's over.

-I can't control them.
-Yeah, J.

Hey, you like that kid?
You know that's my nephew.

Yeah, I'm like his manager.
More like his mentor.

You know, I love the kids.
Each one, teach one.

You like kids?

Do you mind?

What, huh?
You think this is funny?

I ain't playing.

That's it. Next point wins.

No, he didn't. No, he did not!

Buck Wild is going out
on a limb here, y'all.

-It's a death match. Two men enter--
-Just shut up and call the game.

All right. Ball's in.
Come on, let's see it. Give it to me.

What?

Did you see that?
Did you see that?

Kid's on fire now. Yeah.

All right. You got hops,
but do you got handles?

-Come on. Let's go.
-Ball's in play. Let's go.

Come on, now.

Oh, no.

What?

-Holy bull's-eye! Oh, my goodness!
-Oh, my....

Unbelievable.

Oh, snap! Well, I guess we know
who's getting off the bus today.

-Man, Buck--
-Forget you.

Don't be upset with me.

-You brought it on yourself.
-Did you just see that?

-Yo, hold up--
-Did you just see that?

-Did you see that?
-Of course I saw it.

-That was mighty impressive, kid.
-Thanks.

-They tell me you're Double J's kid.
-Yep.

Well, we'd sure like it if you'd join us
on the Game On bus.

-Really?
-Yeah.

-Coach?
-Yeah?

Could you help me down?

Excuse me.

Did I overhear you say
you're Jerome Jenkins' manager?

-Why? What did he do?
-I'm with Surefire Sports Marketing.

I think Jerome could be
an advertiser's dream.

Then I'm Ray Thomkins,
Jerome Jenkins' manager.

Oh, my God.
Did you see him out there?

He was like Jordan, shooting
shots from the three-point line.

Dude, you won the Open Run.

How did you do that?

-I don't know.
-No, seriously, J.

What's gotten into you, man?
How'd you play like that?

All right. Come here.

Now, listen, you can't tell a soul.

Craziest thing happened last night.
I was out in the alley shooting hoops...

...and I found this pair of sneakers,
so I took them up to my room.

And then there was this explosion.

And the power went out.

The shoes were glowing.
I think they're magic.

I told you he was abducted by aliens.

Did they probe you?

Seriously, check this out.

-"MJ"?
-"MJ"?

-No way.
-No way.

Guys, they invited me
to the Game On tour bus.

Man, that's unbelievable.

Does that mean
you'll be gone all summer?

What do you expect?
He's a big star now.

He doesn't have time
for us little people.

I can't believe you're playing
for Game On.

I'm automatically in the finals at
the King of the Concrete tournament.

Wait a minute. That means
you'll get a shot at the $5000?

Plus my name on the Ball of Fame.
And I get to choose my own teammates.

Oh, that's great.
It's too bad you can't go.

-But why not?
-Well, because you're a child.

They're not letting a minor
on that bus.

Not without any adult supervision
or some kind of chaperon...

...or somebody to look over you.

Really?

Yeah, you're gonna have
to find somebody over 1 8...

...who has the summer off,
who knows the streetball scene.

Someone who could watch your back
and give you tips and advice.

-I bet you know just the person.
-Well, yeah, but--

My dad. Thanks, man.

-Weren't you trying out today too?
-I didn't see you. What happened?

Yeah, well, I was there.

I just couldn't bring my A game
because my acid reflux was acting up.

-This is Mr. Jenkins.
-Dad.

Jerome, is something wrong?

No, I just need to talk to you.

This is not the best time.
Can I call you back tonight?

No, Dad, look,
something really weird is going on.

I found these sneakers, and now I can
play basketball like you wouldn't believe.

I won the Open Run, and they
invited me on the Game On tour.

Slow down. You did what?
You got invited where?

To go on tour with
Game On this summer.

Wait a minute.
You're just a kid.

I'm better than everyone out there.
Coach says I could be a real star.

-Look, you've got plenty of time--
-They're leaving tonight.

They won't let me on without
a guardian. Come with me?

Jerome, I don't know what's
going on back there...

...but you're gonna have
a lot of opportunities in life.

Not all of them are gonna be
ones you should pursue.

I can't take that kind of time off work.
I just can't do it.

I' m sorry. I hope you understand.

-You would come if it wasn't basketball.
-That is not true.

Listen, I'm gonna have
to call you back later, okay?

I'll call you tonight, all right?

I don't know.
It just seems like a lot so fast.

But it's not.
It's just through the summer.

We don't have any plans.

Don't you have summer school
anyway?

And it's a blessing that
I'm here when I am.

He needs an older masculine
figure in his life.

Not to mention family
that can watch his back...

...and make sure he doesn't
get taken advantage of. You feel me?

I really should ask
your father what he thinks.

-I already asked him.
-And?

And it's about basketball.
What do you think he said?

I guess my little boy's growing up.

Promise me you'll brush your teeth,
you'll stay away from candy bars.

-I promise.
-I was talking to Jerome.

-I promise too.
-And you'll call home every night?

Of course.

I guess we gotta get you packed.

Yes!

-Yes, yes, yes. We going. We going.
-Yes, yes, yes. We going. We going.

-Yeah, we're going! We're going.
-Yeah, yeah!

Yeah!

-Man, this is incredible. Do you see this?
-Hey, hey, chill out. Act like we belong.

Look how high it is.
What do you think that's for?

I don't know. Just forget about it.

I bet that's where they
put their basketballs.

Come on, man.
We gotta be cool, now. Come on.

All right. Go on.
That's you, that's you.

Welcome aboard, little man.
You did your thing out there, son.

I'm Cavity.
Because I'm so sweet, baby.

Hey, what up? I'm Raindrop.

Yo, I'm Preacher.
Thank you for taking out Buck Wild.

Couldn't stand another day
with that mean mother on this bus.

Howdy, I'm Dalton.
They all call me Miracle Whip.

-I'm Jerome.
-What do they call you?

Jerome.

Yo, that's right. We gotta give
Jerome a streetball name.

How about Boy Wonder?

-Half Pint.
-No, no, no. Shorty By Nature.

Sometimes they come quick...

...but sometimes they
just have to reveal themselves.

Don't worry, kid.
You'll find your name.

How about Little Gimmick?
That's what he is.

Oh, that's Ghost in the Machine.
Don't mind him.

He's the only one on this bus
who liked Buck Wild.

Hey, hey, hey, what's up, y'all?
I'm Ray.

Y'all probably know me
by my streetball name, Bucket Head?

Okay. Well, how about Butternut?

Y'all don't know that? On the East Coast,
they called me Finger-Licking.

I got one. How about
Get Off the Bus Right Now?

-Yeah!
-Only Game On players allowed, son.

So you got to step, now.

Oh, okay. All right. Well, my bad.
I'll gonna follow in my whip, J.

I'll see you at the hotel in Bay City.

And I'm gonna see y'all
at the after party! Okay, right?

One love.

-Hello, groupies.
-I love college games.

Hey, boys. Locker rooms are
downstairs and to the left.

And the new team photo is gonna
happen on the court in a half an hour.

-You must be Jerome Jenkins.
-Are you a groupie?

No. I'm Lexi Lopez, the team publicist.

I'm gonna need to get
a bio on you ASAP.

-Will it hurt?
-You are so cute.

We'll catch up after the game.

Don't get any ideas, little man.
Sexy Lexi doesn't date ballplayers.

What? No, I wasn't thinking anything.

Hey, Dalton.

I'm okay.

Bay City is in for a rude awakening.

They ain't never seen
moves like mine before.

We gonna shine so bright...

...they're gonna need
sunglasses to see us, son.

Have y'all ever watched
a man who can really dance?

Yo, that's cool, coach,
if that's your thing.

Will you please hear me out?

Now, when a man who can dance
is grooving with his lady...

...he doesn't try to outdo her.

He just keeps it simple
and lets her shine.

Because the better she dances...

...the cooler he looks.

But we don't have any
ladies on the team, coach.

Get on the court, y'all.

Yeah, these college kids, man,
they ain't playing around.

Bay City's for real.

Oh, my goodness.
They're getting it again.

-Ghost, D up, man.
-Game On, you guys better step it up.

-Come on, you guys.
-Here they come. Here they come.

Oh, he blew by him. He blew by.

Come on, Raindrop.
You gotta get in that game, son.

Get that rebound.

-Game On ball.
-Come on.

-Jerome.
-Yeah, coach?

Let's see if you can shake these
guys up a little bit. Get in there.

Sub. Go on.

Come on, lucky sneakers.

What's this? Coach Archie's
sending in the little man...

...Jerome Jenkins Jr.

All right, check him out, man.
Check him out.

Yeah. Oh, my--

That's my boy, Miracle Whip.

That's right, y'all. Miracle Whip.

Come on. Give me something.
D it up. Let's see what you got.

Oh, my goodness.

Raindrop, baby. Raindrop.

That's...

...game, y'all.

Dude, you were
unbelievable out there.

Hey, you guys made it.

Rodney's mom
is driving us to your games.

We're staying at
the Holiday lnn downtown.

That's cool. Hey, look, this is crazy.

I gotta call you guys.
We gotta celebrate.

Sign here, sign here!

Oh, I got you, little piggy.

Dalton, you're in serious need
of a little fun in your life.

-I'm having fun.
-Man, you're clipping your toenails.

-I know. Check this one out.
-Dalton.

Let's just go out and meet some
of the locals. They love us.

-Oh, no. I can't.
-Why not?

-You're gonna laugh.
-I won't.

-I'm scared of girls.
-What?

I said, I'm afraid of girls.

Oh, my God! Are you serious?

-You promised you weren't gonna laugh.
-Wait. No, Dalton.

Come here, man. I'm gonna help you.

You can't. I'm a lost cause. I just....

-I don't know how to be around them.
-It's simple.

If you want a girl, you gotta show her
you know how to treat her right.

-How do you mean?
-Take her somewhere nice.

Take her out to dinner.
Show her the finer things of life.

-Well, like what?
-Well, I like to go to Royal Burger.

And get her her own bag
of gummy worms.

Then go back to my place
and play video games.

But that's just me.

You sure do know
a lot about women, Jerome.

-What's up, man?
-I heard we were going out.

No, you heard we were going out.

Sorry, kid. Limo's for grown folk.

Who's the cowboy?

How you doing, Tex?

-I gotta go.
-What do you mean?

-I gotta go floss.
-But--

Look at him. He's too cute.

Yeah, he's adorable.
Just let him in. He'll be all right.

Oh, my God. This is incredible.
Do you see this? Oh, look at--

And they got the little--

Excuse me. Sorry.
Man, this is incredible.

Compliments of
Game On lncorporated.

When you play with style,
you ride in style, baby.

Yeah, son.

-ls this your first time in a limo too?
-Afraid not.

Wait a minute, y'all.
I know you got room for one more.

Wait. You're leaving me.

Keep it close, young man.
I won't be long.

What? Don't nobody--
Are you serious?

Valet. Boy, this Versace.

-May l?
-Thank you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down.

You just along for the ride, baby.
This is for big boys only, son.

Back inside, back inside.

-But I wanna go--
-Yeah, I know what you want.

Who wanna dance with Preacher?

What do you desire, Jerome?

God?

No, Dan. Your driver?

Is there somewhere you'd like to go?

-You'll take me anywhere?
-The car's yours for the night.

-Yeah!
-Yeah!

Hey, we came up with your nickname.

Oh, yeah. You know how
your dad used to be Double J?

-Right.
-Well, you should be:

-Triple J.
-Triple J.

"Triple J" on three.

One, two, three, Triple J!

Mama?

Seriously? I mean,
I was thinking of something like...

...Gravy Train or Blockbuster
or Lil' Money Grip.

Triple J.

All right. I mean, I guess it's cool,
if you're not gonna--

Never mind, man.

Wait, no. If I'm not gonna what?

You can call yourself
whatever you want...

...but if you not gonna give the fans
what they want, what's the difference?

What do you mean?

Supply and demand.
See, you got mad talent.

You just gotta flaunt it.

See, in this sport, people want a star.

They don't care if you
could pass or set a pick.

They wanna see moves
they've never seen.

See you hit shots they can't believe.

Sexy Lexi.

-Good morning, Dalton.
-Hey.

Look, I'm not gonna front, Jerome.

-You the best player out there.
-Really?

All I'm saying is...

...don't let these ballplayers,
or anybody, stop you.

Hey, the worse tragedy in life
is to see talent wasted.

And I know you know that.

Thanks, Cousin Ray.

Yeah, man. We going to the top.

You stick with me,
I got your back, baby.

We don't even know how to stop.

We just keep on going, keep on moving.
Moving on up.

Come on, baby.

Come on, Purple Demon, give it to me.

-ls this seat taken?
-Yes.

I mean, no.
I mean-- Excuse me.

You know, it's weird.

No matter how nice
I am to that boy...

...he always acts so rude around me.

Hey, hey, listen. Look, I know
you want Jerome at your benefit.

But what about his benefit
and my benefit?

You gonna have to come up
with more money.

That's what I said, more money.

Now, look-- Hold on.
I'm in a lunch meeting right now.

Hello? This is Ray.

Oh, hey, hey, Aunt Lydia.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Everything's fine.

Yeah, he's just having a blast.

Well, you should be proud.
I mean, we all are.

Oh, believe me. Nobody's behind
Jerome more than I am.

You gonna get hurt.

Black Tops. Black Tops, baby.

That's right.

Go home.

Don't worry about this, man.
We got these chumps.

Hey, Pre.

What's the 41 1 on
the brother with all the ink?

That's Flex "Bring the Pain" Watts.

-From Utah State?
-Yeah.

I wondered what happened to him.

Oh, well, he transferred
to Ohio State...

...Penitentiary.

Come on, now.

I mean, I'm not gonna front, Jerome.

You the best player out there.

Triple J, I'm open.

-Yeah.
-That's what I'm talking about.

Give it to Raindrop.
Give it to Raindrop.

-Come on! Come on!
-Jerome, you got help.

Triple J, I'm open.

-What are you doing, J?
-J, pass it. I'm open.

-What's this boy doing?
-J, pass the ball.

What?

We did it. Nobody gets cut.
We all stay on the bus.

Way to go, boys.

So much for team play, though,
huh, coach?

Yeah, Triple J T -shirts.
Get your T -shirts.

Autographed pictures.
Get your autographed picture.

Give me some money.
Give me the money.

What you got? There you go, girl.
Thank you. Get your T -shirts.

You're from Bounce magazine, right?

I'm Lexi Lopez with Game On.

Thank you. Love you.
Love you so much.

Oh, man.

Know what would be awesome?
A shot of the team.

How about in five?

-Let me talk to you for a second.
-Just one sec.

-What?
-They came to talk to me about Triple J.

Stop trying to steal my thunder, girl.

-Whatever.
-That's right.

-Great job, man.
-That was nice.

-Thank you.
-Awesome game, man.

Another great game, J.

-Hey, what's up?
-Totally.

My mom said she'll take us
all out to dinner.

Cool. Let me ask Cousin Ray.

He's great with interviews.
The boy knows how to talk well.

Excuse me. Is it okay if I go
out to dinner with Nathan and Rodney?

No, man. I'm hooking you up with
a cover shoot for Bounce magazine.

Jerome, my mom's gonna bring
the car around so we can all have--

Tweedledum, will you stop
calling him Jerome? It's Triple J.

We know. We came up with it.

You didn't come up with nothing.
I came up with it all.

I put this all together. Why don't you
make like Michael Jackson and beat it.

So are you coming or not?

Oh, no. Come here, man.

Look, you about to take off.
You on the launching pad.

And the countdown has just begun.

Look, your boys back there,
they don't understand, man.

You about to become
a streetball legend.

Now, you need to let them go,
just for now.

Okay? They gonna forgive you later
when you bring them to the mansion.

Yeah, and they swimming around
in the pool.

But, look,
we gotta look at every angle now.

You know what you need to do.

I'm gonna have to
catch up with you later.

-Man, whatever, Triple J.
-Don't be like that, Nathan.

-I got a lot going on right now.
-Well, what about us?

Here you go. On the house.

-Thanks a lot.
-Hey, everybody else is paying 1 0 bucks.

You're charging people for autographs?

If you don't charge nothing,
it ain't worth nothing. You smell me?

Come on, Triple J.
Let's get on out of here.

Your sneakers should be
signing the autographs.

Hey, Preach.

What's their problem?

-They're not the ones with the problem.
-What are you talking about?

You know what my daddy used to say
about a pig that breaks out of the stall?

What?

See, he may think he's free...

...but he still smells like a pig.

-What's that supposed to mean?
-lt means your playing stinks.

But we're winning.
Everyone gets to stay on the team.

You don't get it. Every one of us here
is trying to get to the next level.

Sponsorship, the European leagues.
Heck, even the pros.

How are we supposed to do that...

...when the only player anyone
is watching on this team is you?

Now, if you don't mind,
I'd like to stretch my legs.

That was not pretty.

Dang, Ghost.

All right, fellas. Now, before you go,
I've got a few things to say...

...and I want you to listen up.

Now, just because
we have a few days off...

...doesn't mean it's time to party.

We've got the biggest game
we've ever played coming up...

...day after tomorrow at the arena.

Which means
each and every one of you...

...gots to bring your A game.

All right? Y'all be back here on
Wednesday at 3:00 sharp...

...to leave for the hotel.
Any questions?

All right. Get out of here.

Didn't you see a brother standing there?
You blind?

You too tall.
You don't get no oxygen to the brain.

Lord, have mercy.

-This is so cool, Ma.
-It's the way I feel part of this thing.

-Has Dad seen this?
-Your father has been traveling a lot...

...but he did say that he'd
come by to see you tonight.

-Can I ask you a question?
-Of course, sweetie. What is it?

-Do you believe in magic?
-What do you mean?

Do you think people get things
they don't deserve?

Well, I'm not sure if it's magic...

...but I've often found that the thing
that you thought was impossible...

...is just the thing to happen.

And the thing that you were
sure was gonna come through...

...never happens at all.

Jerome...

...you are a very special boy...

...and everything that you want in life,
you deserve to have.

Okay, skybox? Oh, you know
I could hook that up.

All right, we gonna be in a skybox.
All right. This is Big Ray.

Hey, blowing up.

Hey, what's up?
Oh, hey, Gina!

It's like this all the time now.

Oh, okay. Well, we'll be there.
Thanks for calling. All right, now.

All right, easy. Okay, peace.

What was all that about?

That was Midas Records.
They're shooting a Lothario video.

And Cousin Ray got Triple J a cameo.

-Really?
-And that's not all.

The Trend Apparel execs are coming
to the arena to watch you play.

They're thinking about
sponsoring Jerome.

Making him one of the models
for their b-ball line.

Ray, isn't this all a bit much?

Come on, now, Lydia.
You gotta strike while the iron is hot.

And right now,
it's hotter than fish grease.

What about the money
he'll be making?

You know what?
I'm glad you asked that. Check this out.

-A contract?
-Just a standard management agreement.

Just gives me 1 5 percent
of all the future earnings.

I mean, most managers want
like 20, 30 percent.

Why do we need
something like this now?

Because after the arena game,
he's gonna be getting all kind of offers.

This just gives me power
to negotiate deals.

Believe me, no deals will be made
without your consent.

I should have a lawyer
take a look at these.

Well, see, I'm just saying
these deals come and go.

If the Trend execs think we're
dragging our feet, they might cool off.

I don't know.
I mean, is this good for Jerome?

Is it good? Come on.
It's the American dream.

We're talking about scholarship funds,
retirement funds.

Fun-in-the-sun funds!
It's what everybody wishes for.

I'll let you talk to them...

...but I wanna hear all the specifics
before we agree to anything.

You have my word on that.

We better get to that Lothario video.
All right, now, Lydia.

But your father will be here at 6.

Don't worry. We'll be back by then
if he shows.

Hey, so you a PA? AD?
You in the union?

What is wrong with you people?

Come on.

Boy, you crazy?

Bye. Call me?

Cut.

Tail slate.

That's lunch, people. Thirty minutes.

-Why are you taking me out?
-Just calm down.

-Man, come on. What are you--?
-Come on. Let's go.

Let go. You're embarrassing me.

You seem to be doing
a pretty good job of that by yourself.

-What are you talking about?
-Bragging in magazines, riding in limos?

Acting a fool in some music video?

I don't even know
who you are anymore.

Big surprise.

I hear...

...Ray's trying to line up some
big endorsement deal for you.

Yeah, Trend Apparel.
I'm gonna be their poster boy.

You know you can't play college ball
if you get paid from endorsements.

You know, you can use your gift
and better yourself.

You can get a scholarship
to a good school...

...and get an education.

Or you can-- You can bet it all right now,
with the hopes of what?

Becoming a legend?
I know too many playground legends...

...that can't afford
to put food on their tables.

-That's not gonna happen to me.
-That's what they tell you.

You're gonna be the best there
ever was. You'll be rich and famous.

But when you're at the foul line
and you think about all the money...

...and how much better you are
than your teammates...

...it gets kind of hard to see the basket.

And when you miss,
suddenly, miraculously...

...no one's around to tell you
anything anymore.

That was you. That's not me.

But you're following in my shoes.

You're playing with your head,
not with your heart.

Hey, Jerome...

...the game is supposed to be pure.

-It's supposed to be fun.
-You haven't been to one game.

-It's not that I don't want to.
-You don't want me to succeed.

That's not true.
I'm worried about you.

Ray says people are afraid
to go for their dreams.

Then they regret their whole lives.

Do you really think that fool
has your best interests in mind?

At least he's there.

I'm telling you, Preacher.
That is music. That's music right there.

Now, how many times
do I have to say this?

We have to do it on a Tuesday.
I can't change the schedule. Yeah.

Okay, I'm gonna have to
call you back about this. Thanks.

Okay, so we have the S&N interview
on Wednesday...

...and I got you a photo shoot
for Teen Scene on Thursday.

Oh, no. I promised to do
a charity event...

...at Westlake Hospital's children's ward
while we were in town.

I know I can't get any of
these guys to come.

Okay. I better make some calls.

Hey, Dalton.

Coach told me to ask you
if you can put these up in his room.

What are they?

Autographed Game On balls.
Oh, it's room 624.

All right.

Hey, Dalton.
What are those?

Autographed basketballs?

Not only are you the sweetest thing
in the whole world...

...you are a genius.

-I can't believe you're coming with me.
-I am?

The kids are gonna absolutely freak.

-Yeah, me too.
-Come on.

I mean, anything for the children.

There you are. Where you been?
I been looking all over for you.

I went for a swim.
Why? What's up?

I got good news.

The Trend Apparel execs
are gonna meet us at the game.

So you gotta bring the pain.
Shine like never before.

All right.

Ray, are you sure
this is a good idea?

I mean, the whole endorsement thing.

You don't think I should wait
and play college ball?

College? How many times
I gotta tell you?

College is for people that
don't know what they want.

It's a waste of time.
I didn't go to college.

Look at me.

Right. We going
straight to the pros, man.

All right?

Hey, Jerome.

It's not nice to lie to people
for your amusement.

It wasn't just for amusement.

The world isn't some
video game you get to play.

There's people's emotions
and feelings involved.

-Dalton, l--
-Let me finish.

Now, you pushed me.

You knew I was scared.
You didn't care.

You tricked me into doing something
I would have never done.

And for that, all I have to say is...

...thanks for the assist, Jerome.
I'll see you at the game.

Ladies and gentlemen...

...welcome to the Foot Locker
Three-On-Three Championship.

This is truly an awe-inspiring evening.

Amassed here tonight are the best
streetball players in the country.

There is a lot at stake.
There is a lot to prove.

And there are a lot of opportunities
here tonight.

This is great.
I'm so glad you guys came.

Trend sneakers, I could see him in them,
just doing this:

One of these little moves right here
with the Trend sneaks on.

Well, this is nice, Ray,
but we'd like to cut to the chase.

We'd really like to see
Jerome in the sneakers.

-Right now?
-Tonight.

-He needs to put them on?
-That's right.

Okay. All right. I'll make sure
he put them on. Okay? All right.

If somebody knocks,
don't worry about that, okay?

It's just the wind. This is our spot.

I'll turn some music on.
Want some music?

You look like you could dance.
All right.

That's something you don't
see every day.

The coaches are stopping
to greet each other on the sidelines.

-We're gonna bury you.
-Still mad because I didn't put you in?

I'd have hit the shot.
We'd have won.

-Way too much of a ball hog.
-We would have won the game.

-Showboat.
-Low rent.

-Phony.
-Small-time.

-Good game.
-Good game.

Hey, Jerome. Come here, man.

-Jerome.
-Hey.

Look, man,
it's not important who's not here.

What's important is who is here.
All right?

You better than this whole league,
and you know it.

Check these out.

-What are those?
-They Trend sneaks.

-They want you to wear them.
-No way. I can't.

That's what we been working for.

I'll wear them in an ad,
but I gotta wear my lucky shoes.

Come on, Jerome.

We got them on the line.
All we gotta do is reel them in.

You deserve this.
Don't second-guess this.

I have to wear my lucky shoes.

Boy, you gotta wear this, all right?
Now! Don't do this to me.

Jerome, come on.
Let's get suited up. It's game time.

-You okay?
-Yeah, I'm all right.

My pops in here tonight, though.
First time since high school.

Then, I fouled out. In the first half.

Man, he thinks I'm crazy
for chasing this dream.

Don't worry about it.
You'll work it out on the court.

-You'll make him proud, man.
-I hope so.

All right, y'all.
Gather around and listen up.

All right. Tonight's the night.

We've been working hard
for this kind of exposure.

We got the scouts out there,
we got the sponsors out there.

And they're just looking
for the next one to make it.

Now, I ain't gonna lie to you. These ain't
just a bunch of locals from an Open Run.

This is the biggest streetball league
in the country.

That's why this is our chance
to show the world...

...what streetball is really about.

So all that...

...tension you got amongst yourselves,
it's time to squash it.

Now, I want you to go out there tonight
with your game face on...

...Iike a team...

...and show the world and these people
what you are made of!

Are you with me?

-Yeah!
-All right!

Now here they come,
tonight's challengers...

...the Game On team, with their
star player, Jerome Jenkins Jr.

Triple J! Triple J! Triple J!

Triple J! Triple J! Triple J!

Triple J! Triple J! Triple J!

And now, the number one
streetball team in the country...

...The Drop Squad.

Let's go, guys. Let's hear it.
The Drop Squad in the house.

Yeah!

All right, the two teams are taking
the court, ready to get it started.

This should be an exciting game.

-One more time, okay?
-Yes!

There he is. Yeah.

Come on, man.

Get it to Jerome!

That's right.

Come on, now!

Yeah! That's what I'm talking about.

The Drop Squad in the house.

Oh, no!

Take Jerome!

The Drop Squad has the lead,
and it looks like Ghost in the Machine...

...may have to change his name to
Toast in the Machine.

The way Game On is playing...

...it's gonna take a miracle
to turn this game around.

Come on, lucky sneakers.

You know, there's one for Game On.

This ball game has finally begun.

Don't worry, Ghost.
I got your back.

Oh, no!

We're seeing a strong
comeback from Game On...

...and Ghost in the Machine, with help
from Triple J, Jerome Jenkins Jr.

Come on, come on!

Yes, yes!

Come on, ref!

All right. Let's just get
back to the game.

Oh, no. Hey, hey!

These are for you.

I appreciate your ailment, but could
we get a ref out here with some sight?

-I'm warning you.
-They're fouling my guy!

Come on. It's streetball.

But you still gotta be able to see
in order to referee.

-That's it! I'm fining you $100.
-A hundred dollars? You know what?

-Make it $200.
-You're out of here!

Now, get out!

It is all tied up, people.
It is a battle of wills.

But we'll be back
after this short halftime break...

...to see how it all finishes up.

That's what I'm talking about.
That's streetball.

Y'all was looking great out there.

-Way to handle it, Triple J.
-Yeah, we're coming back, baby.

Way to go, Ghost.
Your dad's loving you out there.

-Yeah, you did your thing, kid.
-I know. I can't believe it.

Yo, thanks, little man.

Don't even mention it, Ghost.

That one was bigger than me.

Yo, the locker room's for players only.
Get out of here.

I'm sorry, y'all.
But those lines, they crazy long.

-Come on, man.
-Right. You right.

I'm sorry about that. Y'all keep doing
what you're doing, all right? Basketball!

All right, y'all. Get your shoes on.
Get your game face on.

Let's get on back out there.

Now, every loose ball,
every rebound, is ours.

Get out there and show them
whose court it is.

-Let's go! Hustle!
-Y'all ready to do this?

All right, let's hustle.
You know that, right?

We're doing this.
Let's go, baby. Come on.

Where are my sneakers?

We got these guys, all right?

Yeah. Let's do it.

Ready?

-Well done, Raymond.
-Nicely done. Thank you.

Ask me to deliver, I deliver.
Look at him.

Move along, Triple J.

All right.

Come on. Come on!

The second half
is just getting started...

...and this is not at all what I was
expecting from Game On's top player.

Come on, Triple J.

Hey, Jerome.
You feeling all right?

Come on.
Let's get in the game.

We're seeing history
repeat itself with Triple J.

Like father, like son. Looks like the air ball
does not fall far from the tree. Stacy.

With all the buzz surrounding
Jerome Jenkins Jr...

...and his star-quality talent, I'd have to
say that he is underperforming tonight.

Air ball! Air ball!

It is point game, and I don 't think even
Jerome Jenkins Jr...

... can turn this one around.

That's game. Drop Squad takes it.

Game On looked like the team
to beat in the first half...

... but with Jerome Jenkins Jr.
choking in the second half...

...they just couldn't catch up to win.

Well, that about wraps it up
for us tonight, folks.

The Drop Squad remain
the undefeated streetball champions.

And from all of us at
Sports News Network...

...thanks for joining us
and we'll see you next time.

Don't worry, kid.

You'll get them next time.

No, this is it for me, coach.

I had a good run. I'm done.

You sure, Triple J?

It's just one game.

No, it's more than that.

I must have been an idiot,
seeing you as my ticket out.

How did I not know that
you were gonna choke?

-It's in your DNA.
-It's your fault.

You took my lucky shoes
and made me wear these.

I signed a deal with those guys.

The money was in the palm of my hands,
and you just blew it.

I thought my mom had to approve
the deals you made.

Your mom signed everything she had to
right here in this contract.

It gave me full power over you,
1 00 percent of everything.

But now you and this contract...

...ain't even worth the paper
it's printed on.

-You played us?
-I'm a player, fool.

That's what I do.
Busy trying to sell you to them suits.

But it's a new day.

Ray Thomkins represents
Ray Thomkins.

I'm better than you anyway.

I'd have never choked.

-But we're family.
-Come on, Jerome.

I'm your cousin's
ex-boyfriend's brother.

It don't even count.

It did to me.

Where you been?
You should've been home hours ago.

I had to take the bus home.

-Why? Where's Ray?
-I don't know.

I heard what happened at the game.
It's okay, honey.

I'm done with basketball.

-Wait a minute. Why?
-lt ruined my life.

I embarrassed myself in front of
thousands of people.

I let you and Daddy down.

I lost two of my best friends,
and Ray betrayed me.

What's the use?

-This is Mr. Jenkins.
-Jerome, it's me.

-Hey. How's he doing?
-Not so good.

Yeah, I saw some highlights
from the game. It's not easy.

I wanted to apologize about Ray.
You were totally right.

Well, you always did tend
to see the best in people.

This time, I sure was blind.

He's gone for good now, though.
He came by last night, got his things.

Don't beat yourself up.

Listen, I really think
you should come by.

Jerome needs you now
more than ever.

He's talking about never
playing basketball again.

-Really?
-Y es, really.

Well, maybe that's good.

You know, it won't break
his heart like it did mine.

You know, yours wasn't
the only heart that was broken.

-Summer's almost over.
-Yep.

-Junior high this year.
-Yep.

Are you scared?

-Nope.
-Yeah. Me neither.

Nice shot.

Man, you weren't in your spot.

Yeah, a lot of change
since you've been gone.

What are you doing here, anyway?
Taking a break from your adoring fans?

I'm not sure how much
they adore me right now.

So that's it? One bad game
and you wanna be our friend again?

It wasn't just one bad game.
It was a lot of bad decisions.

I came by to apologize.
I acted like a real jerk, and I'm sorry.

It's too late now.

Well, I just wanted to let
you guys know I'm sorry...

...so I guess that's it.

Maybe we'll come by and see you
at King of the Concrete tomorrow.

-I decided not to play.
-What? Why?

-I'm done with basketball for good.
-You're automatically in the finals.

And if you bring two players from
the Game On team...

...it's a guaranteed win.

Isn't that your dream?
To get your name on the Ball of Fame?

It was. But even if I wanted to play...

-...I don't have the magic sneakers.
-So?

I thought you could win that tournament
even before you found those sneakers.

Yeah, I guess.

Well, later.

Later.

I mean, why don't you
play just for fun.

All right, look, man,
you're definitely looking better.

But you're not following through.

I mean, you're stopping here,
but you wanna be here.

You gotta follow through with it.
And, Rodney, you're slapping the ball.

I mean, you gotta use
your fingertips and-- Let me show you.

Don't let your palm touch the ball.

Use your fingertips and your wrists.
Throw the ball down to the ground.

Whatever. If we wanted a lesson...

...we would've scheduled one
with your manager.

Come on, Rod. Let's go.

Fine. I'm just saying.

If we're gonna win tomorrow,
y'all are gonna have to step up.

-Wait a minute. You're picking us?
-Are you joking?

No.

-You can pick anyone you want, right?
-I know. I just did.

What do you say, Nathan?

Triple Threat back together again.
Could be good luck.

Jordan did come back to Scottie and
the Bulls for another three championships.

True, but then he played
for the Wizards.

I thought you'd never
bring that up again.

-Was that necessary?
-So how about it, Nathan?

You might not win
with us on your team.

I don't know about that, but I know
I wouldn't wanna win without you.

And if we lose,
at least we'll lose with style.

Triple Threat on three.

One, two, three, Triple Threat!

I can shoot from
three different spots now.

Yeah, and I don't hum
when I shoot anymore.

-Yes, you do.
-Yeah, but not as loud.

Listen, we're gonna do great.

Let's just go out there
and have fun, all right?

Oh, man. I just realized.

This is perfect timing,
because I got a new lucky charm.

-Oh, my God.
-What is that?

It's a dried rattlesnake.
The lndians used it for good luck.

Yeah, a lot of good it did them.

Hey, guys.

Jerome, I found these with some
of Ray's things. You still want them?

Hey, guys.

-Oh, my God.
-Rodney, what did you do to your hair?

Not Rodney anymore, fellas.
Double R now.

-Rodney Rheingold.
-That's tight, man. You look good.

I know.

Well, sign your name, Double R.

Oh, check it. He got the inside....

-That's tight. I'm gonna turn this in.
-All right. Let's go, man.

Team Triple Threat checking in.
Thank you.

Hey, team Triple Threat.

You're not done yet. You need
to put down an alternate player.

One game. Just one game. One.
That's all it is, one game.

Relax, Rodney. Let's just have fun.

Yeah, if you call getting beaten
like a stray dog fun.

We're Team Ray-On,
and you boys are in for a world of pain.

-Ray-On?
-Yeah.

-Like the synthetic fabric?
-What?

No, like Game On, but with "Ray. "

Like Ray-On. Yeah.

-Whatever.
-Whatever?

All right, well,
we'll see y'all in the finals.

You see the cheetah skin?
I'm gonna be on you like a cheetah!

I'm gonna run you down!
Then I'm gonna bite your head off!

Cry. Cry.

Don't let them scare you.

-What are you guys doing here?
-Come on.

-We came to watch y'all win.
-Thanks, guys.

Just remember: it's not who's bigger
on the outside that matters.

It's who's bigger on the inside.

Good luck, boys. Jelly worm?

Sure.

All right, then. Well, let's get it on.

Welcome to the 34th annual...

...Sunset Beach
King of the Concrete competition.

This year, we're excited to have...

...one of the greatest
basketball players from the NBA.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please help me welcome...

...Olympic Dream Team
gold medalist...

...Clyde "The Glide" Drexler!

Thank you.

From parks to playgrounds...

...from the projects to the beaches...

...from the inner city
to the outer boroughs...

...this is where basketball was born:
on the street.

You can watch the games on TV.

You can follow your favorite teams
and your favorite players.

Each and every player started shooting
hoops somewhere in their neighborhood.

So go on. Keep getting out there
and having fun.

Dream big and work hard.

Because today we'll find out
who rules this court.

Many teams come...

...but there will be only one who will
be called the Kings of the Concrete.

Let's play ball.

Hey!

Ray-On.

Get off me.

Yeah, yeah. What?

What? Alley-oop.

Ray-On!

Come on. What you got?
What you got? Nothing.

Give me the rock.

Okay, people. It's time to find out...

...who's going to be the next
King of the Concrete.

-Oh, my stomach hurts.
-I told you not to eat that hot dog.

You told me not to eat
that second one.

It was the third one
that upset my stomach.

It's nerves. You'll be cool
once the game gets under way.

I don't know, man.

It's team Ray-On in the final round...

...against local wonder kid Jerome
Jenkins Jr. and his team, Triple Threat.

All right. Come on, y'all.
Triple Threat on three.

One, two, three, Triple Threat.

Let's go.

Ray-On's ball.

The game's to 21.
Let's keep it clean, men.

He smells your fear.

-Come on, ref. Call something.
-Yeah, whatever.

No, you didn't! No, you didn't!

Dude, are you all right?

Actually, I feel a lot better now.

Cool. Let's play ball.

Think you forgot something.

Yo, J. New spot.

Give me the ball.

Okay, pick him up, Rod.

-Hey, Nathan. He's humming.
-I was not.

-Yeah, bro.
-Ray-On. Yeah.

That's how we do it.

Let's just keep playing hard, guys.

I'm sorry.

Ray-On, baby.

Jerome, are you all right?

Oh no.

What are we gonna do now?

Nathan, are you all right?

My ankle.

-Can he go?
-I don't know. It doesn't look good.

No, I can play.

No, man. You did good.

Guys, you got two minutes to bring in
an alternate or the game is forfeited.

-Who did you put down as our alternate?
-My dad.

It was wishful thinking.
It doesn't do us any good now.

Not so fast.

-Excuse me.
-Hey, that's Double J.

Oh, my God.

Dad? Aren't you supposed
to be at work?

Yeah, well, I'm thinking
maybe it's time for a career change.

-ls this your alternate?
-Yeah.

-No, this can't happen.
-Right here.

Right here? What you talking about?
Let me see.

That's not gonna work.
I don't like this roster.

It looks official to me.
It's right here.

You not official.
You got this at Foot Locker.

Thanks, Nate.

-You really wanna do this?
-Let's play.

But, Jerome,
what about your lucky sneakers?

I don't need them now.

Come on. Let's go.

Need some help, old man?
See you forgot your walker. "I'm old. "

No, no. I'm good.

Can't be too fast. It took you six months
just to get off my couch.

Yeah!

Point game, gentlemen.
This one determines it.

Put it up, Jerome.

You got it. Shoot, shoot!

Jerome, the game
is supposed to be fun.

Yeah! Yes!

Triple Threat.

-You did it.
-Good game, okay?

Punk, get up. What you doing?
What's wrong with you?

I hit it from half-court.
I didn't even have the shoes on.

For real, man.
But why didn't you dunk it, man?

-Jerome. Jerome, hey.
-Jerome. How you doing? Hey.

-We're from Bullet Marketing.
-Do you have representation?

You guys wanted to discuss
something with Jerome?

-Are you his manager?
-I'm his father.

Look, we know we can make
some serious marketing dollars.

-For your son.
-lf you'd like to discuss some ideas.

-Do you have any promotional plans?
-For the boy?

Yeah, we plan on sending him
to a great college in a couple years.

Don't listen to that man.
I represent that boy.

Jerome Jenkins?
I represent him.

Look, I got it right here.
The contract, hold on.

It says, "For all forms of media,
worldwide and in perpetuity...

...here, therefore, and forever more--"

Wait, it's more. Just hold on.

It's right back here. I almost got it.

I just gotta reach--

That's all right.
Why you putting the trunk on me?

Been wanting to do that
for a long time.

-Nice.
-Nice.

-Yeah.
-Good job too.

That's some good shooting.
You might be ready for one-on-one.

-Really?
-Yeah. You gotta take it easy on me.

Okay, I'll take it easy on you.

You're gonna have to,
the way you were playing.

-So did you have fun today, son?
-Yeah, I had a great time.

Well, you did it, kid.
King of the Concrete.

-How does it feel?
-Amazing.

-I couldn't have done it without you.
-I don't know. You had your game on.

-You weren't bad yourself.
-Thank you, son. I appreciate that.

Although if you use your knees more,
you might get more push off that shot.

-Oh, is that right?
-Yeah, that's right.

You teaching me now, huh?

Come here. Let me see the ball.
I'll show you how it's done.

Hello? Is anybody out there?

Hello?

A little help.

Can anybody hear me?

Somebody, anybody?

Hey, hey, hey.
Who's shaking the car?

Is that an earthquake?

If you're not an earthquake,
answer me.

Come on, please!

Don't hate the player,
hate the game.

Cut. Print it.