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- Previously on
"Hit the Floor"...

- I never thought
there'd come a time

that I'd feel something again,
but I did.

With you.

- I'd rather be poor with you
than rich with anyone else.

- You're so secretive.
I don't blame you.

I just can't love you.

- When I'm done,
there won't be a Devils left.

- The Devils are going
to the Finals!

- The Devils have
no safety net.

No reprieve.
It's title or game over.

- I had this thing
that needed to happen.

Just ten points in a game.

- Derek cheated
while you were on the court.

The Devils are going down.

Whose side will you be on
when you do?

- Pastor Curtis, please!
- Pastor Curtis, over here.

- Keep the pastor.
He's going straight to hell...

and so are you.

- Ah!

- Ugh!

- Hey, stop.
Stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop--
- You tried to stop it once

and it didn't work.

- It's my turn.
- Let her stop it, Derek.

- I'm doing this for her,
not you.

I protected you once
but that's over.

You're on your own.

Come on.

- $1,000 in damage?

This cleanup bill
from facilities?

Who wants to help me
count the zeroes?

- Dry cleaning glass out
of my jacket won't be cheap.

Who do I give that bill to?

- Who do I charge
for having to pick clown hair

from my nails all night?

- Enough.

From my understanding,
you threw the first shove.

In that case, I'm leaving
the punishment to London.

- You can't be serious.

- Dead.

You two have been
at each other's throats

all season long.

All this girl drama
is making me sick.

Oh, no.

- Oh.

Okay.

So there's that.

Hoo.

- I'm still trying
to figure out the best way

to deal with stress.

- I think you have a winner.

Oh.

- I never thought
we'd get this close.

- Me either.

- I meant the Devils.
To a title.

- I meant you--
to my--

- Yeah, yeah, no, I got it.

I can't relax.

I either win my first title
as a head coach...

or I coach the last season
of the Devils.

Ever.

If it was up to Eve--
- If it was up to Eve,

we'd all be in hell.

- Not you.

I just wish that
I could calm down,

you know, but I just...

- Whatever I can do to help.

- I'll have this game six spot
ready by noon.

- Jude told me.

- Okay.

He's your best friend.
I broke up with him.

Let me have it.

- No.

I like you, Noah,
and I know you're hurting too.

You're scared to trust.
Especially someone like Jude.

He is my best friend

and I will be the first person
to tell you he has flaws.

But he's also the most
loyal person I've ever met.

If you're looking
for someone to trust...

you couldn't do any better.

I saw someone else
walk away from him.

Be smarter than that

because the next guy
won't let Jude Kinkade go

and it'll be the biggest regret
of your life.

- So what'd you decide
to do about Jamie?

- Make her sweat.

- You have played
this whole season strong

and it has been
a gauntlet, man.

Jamie.
The pastor.

- It's been a gauntlet
for the both of us.

- And we deserve a break,
away from the microscope.

So...

pick one.

- Pick one what?

Derek.

- When the season's over,
we're gonna take off.

Just you and me.

To places no one can bother us.

And bring your Dramamine 'cause

the boat will be rocking.

- You're such a clown.

- But I'm your clown.

- Aw, come here.

- I'm sick of it.

Sick of her.
Sick of him.

The way he just

rushed to her defense,
no questions asked.

- That had to hurt.

- They'll hurt
when you get rid of them.

There's gotta be something else
I can do to help you help me.

- You've done more
than you know.

- What have I done?

- I've got this covered.

Don't worry.

- Putting in the hard yards.

Look I know you've
been struggling.

Thought maybe
you could use a pep talk.

- I have enough pep.

- Physical pep.

Something's going on
between the ears though.

I know the Finals
is new to you.

Probably a little scary.

When I played my first Finals--
- Derek.

I know all I need to know.

I have a job to do
and I'm gonna do it.

- Do you, player.

- They did a good job
cleaning up.

You really went to town
on me there.

Got a mean left hook, girl.
I'll remember that

next time I think about
shooting off my big mouth.

- Save the performance.
You're not Viola Davis.

- Fine.

You wanna know
what my problem is?

- I didn't ask.

- You came into this
already famous.

I didn't stand a chance.

- Girls like you
bug the shit out of me.

Someone else's success
is your failure.

- No, it's not that
I don't want you to succeed.

I just... refuse
to exist in your shadow.

How do you think I feel?

I'm best known for dancing
your choreography.

I couldn't even get
a magazine cover by myself.

Of course
I feel threatened by you.

My success is
directly tied to you.

You don't need me
to be a star,

but I need you.

Maybe that drove me to go
a step too far but growing up,

I had to push this hard
just to keep up.

It's just in me.

But that doesn't always
make it right.

Do your worst.

At least I'll know
I apologized.

- I was wrong.

Maybe you are Viola Davis.

I have no idea
if you mean any of this,

but there's one way
I can find out for sure.

- What is it?

- A test.

- Okay.

- I'll let
bygones be bygones

if...

you sit out the final dance.

- I can't not dance that dance.

It's the biggest dance
of the season.

I-It's the biggest dance
of every season.

- That's why
you sitting it out

will really show me
how sorry you are.

I mean, you're
welcome to dance it,

but then it will be
your last as a Devil Girl.

Your call.

- It was one shove.
Barely a shove.

She's got weak legs.

- And the red carpet stunt
with her ex?

- What are you,
the inventory clerk?

- Yup.
Should I keep listing?

- What else is there to list?

- Where did you hear the rumor

about Derek and Jude
and the coke?

- A concerned citizen.

- It was Eve Vincent.

- Says who?
- Says you.

Right now.
I can see it on your face.

Why are you doing
her dirty work?

- I'm not doing
anyone's dirty work.

- Jamie...

you came here
to make a name for yourself

and you have.

You don't need to swim with
a piranha like Eve Vincent.

I know you're better than that.

I hope you know that too.

- You're doing great.

Every failed pass is
one step closer

to bringing a new team to LA.

- And a new arena
with my brother's name on it.

- Where it should be.

Devils Nation will fall.

- Hey, beautiful.

Got your text.
Where's the fire?

- In my belly.
Fire in my belly...

to tell you something.

- All right.

- Okay, so--

So remember the time that
you took care of little Miguel?

You were so good with him.

- Eh, I gave him a black eye.

- Right.
Well, he had it coming.

The mouth on that kid.

You know, when they're younger,
they can't speak at all.

- Oh, no.

No, no, no.

- No--no.
- No. No.

The only thing I can't handle
more than kids is babies.

They get their mouth juice
on everything.

Their nose juice.

They just got a lot of juice.

I don't care who's asking us to
babysit, it's not gonna happen.

I'll pay for a sitter.
- With what?

- With the money I get
for the kidney I'd rather sell

than wipe up after some juicy--

- They're juicy.
Got it.

- Yeah, ew.
Comes out of everywhere.

- Sure.

- Thanks for coming.

Wanted you to see the house
I'm building here.

Needs some work but it'll come.

- Not even if Jesus returned,
threw down some cardboard,

and started break-dancing
on this very spot.

You said you had a proposal.

I'm double parked,
so this better be...

good.

- Wanted to see
if you'd open it.

Now, I know.

- I clearly didn't slap you
hard enough the last time.

- London, I didn't move to LA
for redemption.

I came for you.

For real.

I failed you.

Baby, I failed us.

The love we had,
it was so big,

it shook the world.
It shook me.

But I'm here now.

I've learned from my mistakes

and now I know
there's still a chance.

- I want you to hear me.

I love Derek.

Whatever we had, it's over.

Even if I didn't have Derek,
it would still be over.

I'm not the same person I was
when we were together.

I know who I am now.
And who you are.

- I'm in love with you.

- Well, then the only soul
that needs saving is yours.

- ISN comes to you live
from Miami

for game six
of the Finals tonight.

Where the home team
trails Los Angeles

two games to three.

The title is on the line.

- Are you a mirage?
What are you doing in Miami?

- You needed
some support before

and I couldn't
give it to you so...

here I am.

Come here, you.

Okay.

How'd that feel?

- I honestly have no idea.

- Win or lose,
you accomplished something

pretty major.

- Yeah, we weren't even
supposed to make it

to the Western Conference.

- I'm not talking about Finals,

I'm talking about me,
being here.

I'm here for you but I also
came to see the game.

I hate sports.

You and this stupid team
got me to care.

Since you've been in the paint,
I give a shit.

- Did you just say,
"In the paint."

See what you've done?

Eve's gonna do
what she's gonna do.

You do what you do.

Coach some damn basketball.

- Yes, Coach.

- Final seconds of game six,

with the score tied
102 to 102.

Oh, Lowe, tripped over
the ball.

Brookes has it and he scores!

Miami wins!

We're going to game seven
in Los Angeles.

- Yeah.

See you in LA, big boy.

Miami Nation, rise up.

- Oh, Pax Lowe must
be really feeling it

after turning the ball over
at such a crucial moment.

- What happened?

- Mistake.
- Well, that one cost us.

- A Devil baby?
Oh, my God, that's so exciting.

Did Beau lose his mind?

- Not yet.
I haven't told him.

He's not really a baby person.
This is gonna require finesse

so I bought
baby-reveal cupcakes.

- A baby-what now?

- They bake
a little baby into them

and when he takes a bite,
I yell, "Surprise!

There's a baby in your cupcake
and in my uterus."

Well, Beau hates babies
but he loves cupcakes.

I'm hoping one
will offset the other.

- Yeah.
Sounds foolproof.

Good luck.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, Jesus mother
of Christmas.

Oh, shit.

- Ugh.
What the hell was that?

- You're gonna be a daddy.
- Huh?

- And cupcakes.

- What?

- I'm sorry.

Maybe if your super sperm
weren't so darn aggressive

hammering away
at my poor, defenseless eggs.

- You're pregnant?

- I'm gonna need you to grasp
this just a little quicker.

You're in sugar shock.

- This is amazing!

- Okay, what the hell
is going on?

You hate kids.

- No, I don't hate kids.
Kids hate me.

I'm hoping mine won't.

- So wait, you're okay
with having a baby?

- We're not just having a baby.

We're having Kyle Hart's baby.

What could be better than that?

- Oh, God, can we do this?

We're gonna be in charge
of a little person.

- If we break it,
we'll just make another.

- We're having a baby.

- What?

- I had to see for myself.

- See what?

- The game in Miami.

You're working with Eve.

- If you know that,
then so are you.

- We're on the same side.

Pax...

I'm--I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

That's a lie.
I did mean to hurt you.

I don't know why.

You're not crazy.
I care about you.

Know that.

- You care about Derek?

Are you in love with him?

- Where's the rest
of your stuff?

- I plan on being naked.

- A lot.
- I like that idea a lot.

After the game, we go.

Win or lose.
- Win.

Win.

- Everything okay?

- Couldn't be better.

- Come here.
- Let's go.

- Hi.

- Hey.

- I wanted to say I'm sorry.

I used you.

- You used me?

Used me how?
- As a cover.

You were the mess.

But I'm just as big a mess,
if not more.

I hate secrets
and I was keeping

the biggest secret of all.

It's too late for us,

but it might not be
too late for you.

To show you I'm sorry,
I did some research for you.

So you didn't have to
fight this fight alone.

I watched footage of old games.

Specifically
Eve's greatest hits.

I found something
from the brawl.

Eve was there.

- I know.
- She was alone...

but...

someone was there she did seem
to be a bit chummy with.

Someone I think you'd be
interested to know about.

- Meeting Eve Vincent.

- Right this way.

- Have a seat, Pierce.

- Game seven's about to start.
Shouldn't you be at the arena

rooting for your team?

- We know you've been offering
your services to Eve Vincent.

Playing some of this game
off the court.

- I make it a policy not to
disclose my business dealings.

- How much money
do you think I have?

- I know exactly how much
you have.

I've seen
your divorce settlement.

- No one's seen it.
It's sealed.

- Is it?

- Then you know
whatever Eve's giving you,

my business would be
a lot more lucrative.

- Tell us everything.

- Eve's out for blood.

She's got one of your players
in her pocket.

- Who?

- Pax Lowe.

- Pax Lowe has been a step
behind the whole game

and Miami has been right there
to take advantage of it.

- We're gonna finish
what we started.

You and me.

- And that's halftime.

And time for the final dance
of the season.

- Derek.

- I know.
- You don't.

Eve got to Pax.

You gotta get rid of him.

- That is the least
I'm gonna do.

- I hope I didn't miss much.

I was just having a chat
with a friend of yours.

Pierce?

We know about Pax.

And right about now,
so does Derek.

- Time for one more tattoo
you snake ass piece of shit.

- After everything
I did for you.

You think
you could get away with it?

- And you think you can
get away with what you did?

- Get back to the tunnel now.

How could you work with Eve?

Huh?

After she tried
to cut you from the team.

- At least Eve didn't pretend
to be my friend.

And use me
on the court to cheat.

- Cheat?
Cheat what?

- Portland.

Don't bother denying it.

I was there
and I knew something was up.

- It was a one-time thing.
I had to do it--

- Oh, one-time thing?

- It had nothing
to do with you.

- I was on the damn court!
You dragged me into it!

- I kept you away from it!

I protected you.

Just like I was protecting
someone else.

You have been affecting play
way more than I have.

But that's okay?

- You were right.

When you said
you weren't my brother.

Marcus never would have done
what you did.

He never would have done
what I did either.

She promised to keep
Marcus's memory alive.

She made me choose
between him and you.

I wanna play this right.

Not for you, not for him,
but for me.

He's not here, but I am.

I earned this.

- Whatever you need
to work out,

you're gonna have to do it
from the bench.

I can't afford
to have you on the court.

- You can't afford not to.

- Jude.

He's playing.
- No, the hell he is.

If you won't pull him, I will.

- Trust me.

- Look, Derek,
you know what's at stake here.

This is my team.

- It's my team too.

- Both teams
have come out strong

after the half.

Pax Lowe looks
to have found some focus.

- Whoo!

- Nothing more
either of us can do.

Whatever moves are left
are gonna happen out there.

- You okay?
- I'm fine.

- Whoo!
- Noah.

Noah.
Give me your phone.

Pick up your damn phone.

- It's Eve, leave a message.

- The Devils have come back
from behind to tie it up.

The title is on the line
with just seconds left to go

in the game.

And the Devils
are the champions!

- We did it.
- Whoo-hoo-hoo!

- Congratulations,
LA Devils,

and well done to you, big guy.

- Yeah!

all: Derek! Derek! Derek!
- Hey!

- Well done, you.
- Well done, you.

You gonna make me wait
for godfather or what?

- Mm, just running your credit
after that yacht buy.

I have twelve other cards
and an off-shore account

in the Cayman Islands.

- Goddaddy, come here!

- Mm, where's your girl?

- She'll be here.

- London.

- Derek's waiting for me.
- Two minutes.

Then I'll be out
your life forever.

- Why would she text you here?

Where is she?

- There.

- Kyle.

- Hey, congratulations, buddy.

- Can I pick a winner or what?

- You didn't pick one,
you created one.

I wouldn't be here
if it wasn't for you.

- Aw.
That is so true.

- And my contract next year
is gonna be sweet.

- And I haven't forgotten...

you get 5%.

- Oh.
- Baller money?

I'm getting baller money?
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm not knocked up and poor,
I'm knocked up and rich.

- Yeah, we.

- Knocked up?
- I'm gonna be a mommy.

- Oh, my God.

A mini Kyle?
- Well, it could be a boy.

- Well, there's nothing a wig
and some size one stilettos

can't handle.

Gonna have me a drag baby.

- Hey, have you seen London?
- She's still not here?

- You know I can move you.
- Try.

You didn't answer
any of my texts.

- My phone is in Derek's trunk
in my suitcase.

We're going away for a while.

So you'll just have to face
your life without me.

- That's just it,
I can't.

I've given up
everything for you.

My church.
My wife.

If you leave me--
- I've already left.

- Not yet.

You haven't gotten
on that boat.

- Who said anything
about a boat?

- Look, the worst mistake
I've ever made

was letting you out
of my sight.

I'm not doing that again.

- Curtis.
- Just one kiss.

That's all I ask.

- Go back, Lionel.

I called German, not you.

I don't want you here for this.

- What is this?

- The only thing
I have left to do

that can hurt
The Devils tonight.

You got your win...

But let's see what
the headlines are tomorrow.

Poetic, no?

- Eve.

- I said go.
- I'm not going anywhere.

Eve, this isn't poetic,
it's stupid.

- Stupid?

- I can say that because
I tried the same damn thing.

I got low once
and made a bad decision...

but I got a second chance
and you can too.

- A second chance?

A second chance at what?

What do I have?

If it weren't for The Devils--

- If it weren't for The Devils,

Olivia never would have
met Chase.

They never would have been
celebrated for what they did.

The name Vincent
means something

because of The Devils.

- If it wasn't
for The Devils,

we wouldn't
have met you.

And you wouldn't have met us.

- I know your secret, German.

You want this.
- No, I don't.

And neither do you.

You didn't call me up here
to see this.

You called me up here
to stop it.

- I don't want to be
this angry anymore.

- You don't have to be.

Keeping it alive
won't keep her alive.

Where do I go from here?

- That's up to you.

But you won't be going alone.

- I care about you.

The both of you.

And I know how you each feel
about each other.

- Someone has to lose.

- Well, why does
someone have to?

- Sex with the owner
on his desk?

I am such a slut.

No, no, I'm fine with it.
- I'm more than fine with it.

- There's no one else

I'd wanna celebrate with.

You are as much part
of this win as anyone.

What you did for me...

- We make a good team.

- There's, um...

One more thing.

Something I've been afraid
to tell you but...

I have to.

- What is it?

- I love you...

Noah.

- I love you too, Jude.

- Everyone is staring at as.

- They're staring at you
because you've been

a huge bitch.

This is where
you start to make it up

by apologizing to a few people.

- What's she doing here?

- She's with me.

- Me too.

- Okay, then.
Hmm.

- Whoa, hey, hey, hey.
- Hey.

- Where you been?

- Just changing.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Have you been waiting here
the whole time?

- Yeah.

- I... couldn't do it.

I couldn't sabotage the team.

- I'm glad.

Seeing you that dark, I--

I didn't like it.

I'm sorry.

- For what?

- I had this thing
that needed to happen.

Just ten points in a game.

- Turn it up.

- Derek was only helping me
out of a jam.

Trust me.

It was one game.

At the beginning
of the season.

I swear, it's nothing.

- What the hell is this?

- It wasn't me.

- It's the coach,
the captain,

who knows how
many of his teammates.

The owner let this happen.

This is the end
of the Los Angeles Devils.

- Major news
coming out of ISN.

- ISN reporting
a Devils fixing scandal.

- Derek Roman conspired
with the Devils head coach,

German Vega,
to fix an early season game.

- Roman held the ball
keeping the game

to a ten-point spread.

- No word yet if other players
were involved.

- In flagrant violation
of league rules.

- Sending shockwaves
through the sport.

- It's a one-and-done season
for Devils owner,

Jude Kinkade.

- The Devils are done.
- The Devils are done.

- There will be a new team
in Los Angeles next season.

You can bet on that.