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* Yeah *

* Maybe I'mma fly away *

* Maybe I'mma fly away *

* Some day *

* Yeah *

* So gullible
just like my first love *

* Stay humble but I knew
that I was first up *

* Picked up the pen and that's
when I drew my first blood *

* Spill my heart again
'cause the pain'll never end *

* Happiness is temporary
always has been *

* I just lost one
but sometimes I win *

* I always spread love
but sometimes I sin *

* I only trust some that's why
I keep a few friends *

* Funny 'cause I used to see
my circle never end *

* Always kept like 47 friends
in my circumference *

* All that's left now
is the radius *

* They still here trying to
find love on this atmosphere *

* Whenever you need me
just take a plane *

* To the astral zones
I'm headed home *

* I've been hurting too long *

* Time don't stand still
so you gotta move on *

* And on and on and on
and on and on and on *

* And on and on
and on and on and on *

* And on and on
and on and on and on yeah ***

-You saw that?
-Yeah!

Yo, that nigga jammed it
on his dome, man.

-Yo, man.

I told you to stop saying
stupid shit like that.

-I'm a minority.
I can say what I want.

And that nigga dunked it
on his head.

-You can't say shit like that.
You not a nigga.

You got it, nigga?

-Whatever. Hey, man, we should
get a team and come out here.

-Yeah, man, if you wanna get
killed, we can come out here.

-Oh-oh, got it.

-One of these guys supposedly
played with the Nets for a year.

I bet that's him.
-What?

Back in the day with J-Kidd,
right?

No wonder that nigga is so nice.
-Yo, practice.

-What did I just tell you
about saying that shit?

- Hey, yo, Saint.
-Yeah?

-Hey, you know if that coach
from Cornell is comin' again?

-Yeah, I think so.

-Alright.
-Hey, Ant.

You should jack that move, yo,
show off your handle, you know?

Ha! Ha! Ha!

-Yo, watch that shit.

How do you eat that
right before practice?

-'Cause that nigga don't play,
that's why.

-Shut up.
-"Shut up! Shut up!"

-Man!

-I'm gonna fucking kill you!
I'm gonna fucking kill you!

-Why are you usin' me?
-Gonna kill you, bro!

-Take it, take it!

You don't wanna be last, Hakim!
You don't wanna be last!

-Muscle up!

-Taste it!

-Muscle up, muscle up!

Stop!

White, red.
Gimme, uh, five on the clock.

We're gonna work the offense.

Clean, crisp passes.

Otherwise you will run
until you throw up.

Garbage can's in the corner.

-Yo.

You heard Jimenez dropped
42 last week?

-So what?
Saint's done that before.

-Yeah, but the whole team
had 50.

-Well, I guess he didn't have
a lot of assists then, huh?

- Hey, Dunn.

Go red. And I want you
guarding Anthony.

Ian, you down there.

-Let's do this then,
motherfucker.

- Alright, hustle up.
Intensity, intensity.
Let's go.

-I got red.

- Come on, Hakim, lead 'em.

Let's go! Look alive!
- Keep movin', guys.

Keep movin'.

- There you go.

Easy.

-I'm sorry.
-Alright, bitch.

You'd better not get too tired.

-Let's go. Let me see
some defense. Get low.

-Hey, coach,
which should I run?

-Golden State.
-Come on.

-I'm coming for you!
Ah, fuck.

- Aah!

-Hey, Dunn,
Saint's lighting you up!

Play defense!

-That's fucking it for you!

Right here. Right here.

- Way to go, Billy!

- Hey, Saint, toughen up, man!
-It's like all day!

Ooh! Barbecued chicken, bitch!

-We gotta get him
used to getting hit

'cause everybody's
gonna do that.

-Run the offense.

-You're not even gonna see

the fucking ball anymore.

-Is that so?
-I'm like glue.

Like white on rice.
Like me on your girl.

-Come on, come on.
Swing it, swing it, swing it.

- There it is.

Hey, shooter..

Shoot the ball, shooter!
He's gotta shoot that.

-I know you're only passing it
'cause you're scared.

Oh, I got the mouse!

I got the mouse in the house!

Mouse in the house!

-Get on the floor!
Get on the floor, that's it!

Goddamnit, Billy!

-Hey, sorry I'm late, dad.
-Yeah.

You gonna be able to record it?

-Yeah, I'll do it on my phone.

-No, it sounds like shit.

Last time
I could barely hear it.

-I'll plug it directly
into the mic.

It'll be good. It'll be good.
-Yeah.

Hello, everyone.

Uh, tonight,
we will continue our series

on fiction writing.

Tonight's topic will be..

"Bringing A Character To Life.

The Novelist as Midwife."

Please help me welcome
Professor Lee Keller.

-Thank you.
Thanks for your patience.

What goes into defining
a character?

Is it their actions or..

...is it what they feel inside?

Hopefully in fiction, it's both.

- Were there a lot of people?

-Well, their advertising
budget is about enough

for a bagel and a cup of coffee,
so surprise, there weren't.

-Everybody was
pretty engaged though.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

You should buy an iPad, dad.

You could do
the slide show right

from there and record it too.
It would look nice.

It's really cool.
-Good idea.

-And it'd probably be
on time too.

Wouldn't it?

Right?
-Yeah, probably.

-Anybody from your class come?

-What is this, an interview?
No.

There wasn't a single, solitary
soul from my class.

Maybe if I was lecturing
about how to tweet

while Instagramming,
they would be there.

-I'd really like to learn
how to do that.

-Oh, yeah? It's dead simple.
-Mm-hmm.

-Let me tell you.
Blah, blah, blah.

-So, um, it looks like
I'm gonna get

that promotion
to senior manager.

-No way.
-Yup.

I mean, it'll mean weekends,
but the pay is good, so..

-You charmed them into it,
didn't you?

-I don't know.

-I can't say I blame them.

-So are you gonna tell me
what happened?

-Elbow.
-Hmm.

Billy?
-Yeah.

Mom, I'm, I'm eating.

-Well, he is aggressive,
but you need that on your team.

-You have
like a burning desire

to look at it from all sides?

-I do. Hot, hot.

-Hey, get up.

I'm gonna show you
how to avoid being elbowed.

-Lee.
-What?

-Lee, we're, we're eating.

-Come on,
it'll take ten seconds.
-Can you just..

-Alright.
- Alright.

So I'm you and you're Bill.

You got it?
-I Got it.

-So I'm the shooter. Right?

And I'm the man, bro.

You can't stop me. Right?

I'm gonna light you up.

-Jesus.

-Oh, back it up.

Back it up!

Yeah, punk. Punk. Right?

So, uh, I got the ball,
you know, I'm gonna shoot.

Where you gonna be?
-I'm gonna be right here.

-Oh, well,
what's Anthony gonna do?

Huh? You gonna shoot it?

-No, not with the defender
right here.

-Wrong.

You are gonna shoot it.
Like this.

-Lee!
-Whoa.

-Jesus.

-That's not my foul.

-Honey, you alright?
-I'm fine, I'm fine.

-And nobody's ever gonna guard
you that close again.

Guaranteed.

-I'm gonna go
get you some ice.

-Why are you getting him ice?
He said he's fine.

Right?
-I'm, I'm fine.

I don't need ice.

-Take this, please.

-So, um, what's going on
with your novel, dad?

- Well, I had
a major breakthrough.

I'm gonna rework
the entire beginning

and give every character their
own chapter before they meet.

-Hmm.
-Yeah.

-That sounds great.
-Mm-hmm.

-Does that mean
a lot more work?

-It just means throwing
a bunch of shit out

but if you're afraid of work,
you're not a writer.

- Yo, Saint, man,
Billy fucked you up.

-No, man, I'm good. I'm good.
-No, it's not good, man.

If we don't got you, we don't
win, so he's gotta back off.

-Or I'm gonna lay
that nigga out.

-Hey, what'd I say about that,
man?

-I mean -- I mean,
I will lay him out.
-Stop.

Alright.
-Yo, hey, Ant.

Try to get us up by a lot on
Friday, alright, so I can get
in.

Yo, my Aunt Janice
is coming from Tarrytown

with her daughters,
and they are hot.

-Whoa!
-So I want them
to see me play.

-Yo, that shit is gross, man.
-What?

-Those are your cousins, bro.

-What?
-What's up?

-No, it's not.
That's not true.

-Yes, it is.
Those are your cousins.

-Your aunt's kids
are your cousins, man.

That's disgusting.
-Fucking idiot.

Yo, how'd they let you
into this school?

-Bitch, shut up.
-"Shut up!"

I love that line.
That's like his signature.

- Anthony.

Can I see you?

-Anthony. Hey.
-What's up?

Um, I gotta go, alright?

-Okay.
-"Anthony, can I see you?"

"Come to my office, Anthony."

-I'm as old as a dinosaur.

- So, uh..

...how you feeling
about the play-offs?

-I feel good. Excited.

- And, uh, what's happening
on the college front?

-Hopefully, uh, Cornell.

-Alright. That would be
a dream come true, right?

-Yeah.

-Listen, I don't like
involving students in this

but we haven't received
your tuition check

for second semester yet.

I -- I wouldn't ask you, but, uh

I haven't been able
to reach your parents.

I'm sure they're just busy.

-Yeah, I'm really sorry
about that.

I will definitely let them know.

-Alright, li -- listen

we're really proud of you,
Anthony.

- So it's true.

That's your spot.

I heard some tenth graders who
worship you talking about it.

-Yeah, I guess it's my spot.

Kind of.

-You know, they come down here
and they pretend to be you.

It's actually kind of lame.

-As lame as having
to take gym as a senior?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

-What did Wilson want?
-Nothin'.

He's just askin' how it's going.

-Hmm. Everybody loves Anthony.

How'd you get that?

I -- I don't understand you.

-I am sorry.

- For what?

-For bein' a shitty boyfriend.

-You are a shitty boyfriend.
-Yeah, I just said --

-Yeah, but I wanted
to say it too.

Just over here on the right.

-I'll call you later, okay?

-Yeah, right.

- The story
isn't without merit.

You know, there are some pretty
good descriptive passages.

That's hard to do

but your perspective
is all over the place.

You know, it's fine
to shift perspective

if you do it on purpose

but what's not okay
is shifting perspective

just because
you can't find another way

to get your point across.

-How do you know
I didn't shift on purpose?

Like a definitive
stylistic choice?

-I can only hope
you didn't do it on purpose

based on what I read.

-So you're saying your
interpretation of my material

is more valid than my intention?

I mean, that just doesn't seem
fair.

-It's not fair? Oh, no.

Well, at a certain point,
intention doesn't matter.

It's about what you do.

- Yeah, I didn't wanna
stress out mom.

I know she's working, like,
a thousand hours a week, so.

-Yeah, you did
the right thing.

She'd probably just flip out.

How dare they talk to you
about it?

They said they, they couldn't
get in touch with you.

That's all.

It was just probably
a misunderstanding, so..

-Hey, look, I'll take care
of it, alright?

And I'll remind them
that you are the fucking star

of their high school.

-Leo!
-Micky. Hey.

Yeah, Stoli on the rocks

and a Coke with as many
maraschino cherries

as you can cram
in the glass for this giant.

-Your dad's been threatening
to bring me down to a game.

-Last thing he needs
is your kind of luck.

-But yours is welcome?
-Hey, you bet.

-My favorite shooting guard!
-What's up, Uncle Charlie?

-How are you?
-Good.

-Hey, Mick, can I get
a bitters and soda, please?

Are you using
that move I showed you?

For when they try
and keep you off the boards?

You'll get two put backs a game,
at least, with this.

That punk last week
sealed you every time.

You hook him under here,
you spin him around.

-You know that's a foul,
right?

-Not if nobody sees it.

Everyone's looking up here
at the ball.

You go down there, you grab his
knee, you take all his power.

It worked in my time.
-Yeah.

Let me guess,
you also used to walk

to school barefoot in the snow?

Was that you too?
-No. That was your father.

By the time I came around,
they invented shoes.

-Hey, Micky..

-I need to ask you for a
credit card or something, Leo.

They're makin'
everybody settle up.

You're kidding, right?
-I got a card, Lee. Here.

-Hey, put that away, Charlie.

-You want me to settle up?

-It's high.

-Okay. Double or nothin'.

Yeah, yeah. Hey, Bobby,
the Knicks are gonna come out
of this timeout.

Melo's gonna hit a three from
the top of the key, promise.

What do you say?

-Go ahead.

-Alright.

-It's a grand.

-Yeah, I know.

-Grand, shmand.
-Dad, are you sure?

-Yeah, yeah,
they run this all the time.

- The magic here
at the Garden.

The Celtics are
a matinee affair next Sunday

but right now, the Knicks
just thinking about tonight.

The Knicks are in a heap
of trouble right now.

Pelicans have a foul to give.

Knicks have two
timeouts remaining.

-Get it to Melo.
Get it to Melo.

- Knicks have no hot hands.

No one is hot right now.

Melo's been taken out..

-See?
-Shoot that. Shoot that!

- Anthony puts it up.

-I'm a free man!

-Lucky fucking Lee.
-That's right.

Never doubt it, Mick.
You never doubt it.

Now give my boy a steak,
and put it on my tab.

Anything you want.

-Hey, Ant, what do you say,
Rangers or Capitals?

-I don't know hockey,
but, uh..

I say Rangers
'cause they're from New York.

-That's what
I keep telling him.

-Yeah?
-Stay put.

-There we go.

-Jesus fucking Christ.
-I got you.

-I got him, I got him,
I got him.

I'm gonna take him to bed.

He's fine, he's fine.
-Alright.

-Goodnight.

-You got him?
-Yeah, no, he's -- he's fine.

-That's a phenomenal kid
you got.

-You're tellin' me.

-Let's go. There you go.

-You're a genius, kid.

- Hey, how's Grace?

- History.

- Charlie. That was, what?
Like, a month?

-Well, something was missin'.

And plus she smoked one of those
Bluetooth cigarette things.

-Picky.

-Okay, I'm gonna get
out of here.

-Thanks, Uncle Charlie.
-Alright.

-See you later.
-Okay.

-Hey, thanks
for getting him home.

-You're welcome.

-Alright, honey,
I'm gonna go check on him.

-Okay.
-There's Indian in the fridge.

-Okay, thank you.
-Alright.

- There's an alien
in the fridge?

-Indian.
- My jacket's on.

-Let me help you with that.

Come here.

Alright. This one first.

Yeah. There we go.

Okay.

-That nigga be on my shit.

His tighty whities might be
too tight or something.

You know what I'm talking about!
Mr. Vahena!

Well, he'll be like,
he'll be like this.

Look, look, look.

- What?

-Um, sir,
I must ask you please

the declension
of the word deus.

This is something that should
be second nature to you,
Mr. Hakim.

Something that should be
in your bloodstream by now

like part of your testicles.

-He hates you.
- He's racist.

I'm trying to tell you all
'cause I do all my work, okay?

I participate.
-What?

I, I don't think askin'
to go to the bathroom

is really participating, but..

I don't know --

- Okay.
- Look.

I drink a lot of water
before I get to class, okay?

I gotta stay hydrated.

You know how I feel
about my H20. Alright?

You know that. You know that.

You know I like water.

You know what I'm saying?
See, I don't --

-Yo, we're gonna take off.

- Yo, we got practice
in like 20 minutes, man.

-I'll see you guys in a bit.

-You know what they gonna do
gonna take like two minutes.

Tops.

Hey, you know
you got a quick release, boy!

-Okay. I've been working on
this beat for a little bit.

Alright?

-What the fuck you gonna do,
huh?

Huh? What the fuck you gonna do?

-Yeah, I know you knew.

-What about if I got,
like, a Faberge egg?

Wouldn't that be amazing?

-Hey. Hey, honey.

-Oh, Saint!

How was practice, man?

-It's fine.
What's goin' on?

-Oh, we're just having
a little celebration.
- Oh, we're, uh..

-About what?
-About your mom bein' wrong.

-Oh, shut up.

Your father had a little luck.

-We all had a little luck.

-And that does not mean
that I'm condoning betting.

-Oh, no,
you'd never condone it.

You wouldn't take a risk.

-Oh, I married you, didn't I?
-Oh, good one.

-I knew you'd like that one.

-Alright. I'm gonna,
I'm gonna take a shower.

-Wait, wait, wait. Hey.

Come on.
Don't you wanna know?

Aren't you curious
how much we won?

You're the one that picked
the Rangers in the first place.

-Sure.

-Ten grand.

-Holy..
-Holy's right.

-That's a -- that's a lot.

What if you lost?
-Eh!

"What if you lost?"

You're definitely
your mother's son.

What if we lost it?

-Aah.

-Congratulations.
-You too.

I would've picked the Capitals.

What do I know?

-I'm gonna take a shower.

-Okay, yeah. Clean up.

Get ready for the, uh..

The celebratory dinner.

We're gonna, we're gonna
pull out the, the, the..
-Alright, alright, alright.

-The Chinet.

-Yeah,
I'll be out in a minute.

- Hey.
-Jesus, Mom.

I'm naked in here.
-Sorry.

I can't see anything.

Everything good?
-Everything is great.

Everything's great.

-Here. Let me do that for you.
-I got it.

-Yeah, no, I'm..

Thank you. I am your mother.

I know about the tuition.

Anyway, I'll make sure
it's all taken care of.

-Sounds great.

-You remember our dark dates?

-No, I don't.

-You'd climb into the bed

and we'd watch TV
until your father came home.

All cozied up.

You'd hang on me
like a little monkey.

-Yeah.

-And now you're gonna leave.

Get some sleep.
Big game tomorrow.

* I said the king's
in the buildin' *

* Tell me how you feelin' *

* Yeah I said the king's.. *

-Yo, yo, you see them?

-No.
-Look, look, look.

Turns out they're not my real
cousins, so that's good.

-That's great, man.

-Hey, honey.

-Nice.

Hey, darlin', how you doin'?
There you go.

-Yo, yo, yo,
your team is right here.

-Coach.
Glad you could make it.

-Ray.
How are the boys playing?

-Oh, uh, good.
Focused and ready to go.

-No repeat of last year's
play-off?

-No, no. I think that
experience hurt enough.

They don't want a repeat.

-Lookin' at the positives.
-Yes, sir.

Hey, I was hopin'
I could take you out

for a beer after the game.

Maybe talk about that assistant
coaching vacancy.

That's kind of you, coach, but
I-I gotta get back to school.

-Oh, alright.

-Good luck.
-Thank you.

-Do your thing out there.

We'll talk more
when you come up next week.

-Alright, coach.

-Anthony, do you want me
to hold that for you?

-No, that's okay.
Thank you though.

- Students and parents,
welcome to New York City
high school

D-1 quarter finals match-up.

Between the Riverside Deacons

and your Saint Anthony Wolves.

-Whatever.
She's a total bitch.

-What are we?
-Wolves!

-Who are we?
-Wolves!

-What are we?
-Wolves!

-Let me hear you howl!

-Alright, here we go!

-He got stuck in class.

And he wants to go
collect on the win.

-Couldn't you do that
so he could see Anthony play?

-Me?

Can you imagine me
teachin' English?

- Keep movin', guys.
Keep movin'.

-Here we go!
-Let's go!

-You know I can't tell him
what to do, Jen.

I'm just tellin' you
what he told me.

-Alright, as long as
we shut down seven

we're in good shape.

-Scouts here?
-Yeah, end of the row.

Red shirts.

- Go swing it, swing it.
- Right there, right there.

- Up top! Saint!

-Yes!
-That's it. Come on.

-Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!
Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!

Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!
Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!

Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!

- Professor.

-Hey, there. I, I was just
coming to see you actually.

-Perfect.

-Hey.

-You know what, fellas?
We should head outside.

I think security's coming by
to lock up any minute.

-I heard you won
on the Rangers last night.

- I did, yeah.

I sure did.

And, uh, part of my plan
was to pay off a piece.

-What a plan.

But I thought I was takin' ten
against what you owed me.

-Obviously, I fucked up.

I, uh, I didn't realize that
you guys knew each other.

It can't be the first time
this has happened, right?

I'll make good for you,
both of you.

Period.
- Period.

-This is, is like
a grammar lesson.

-And what about Len?

How does he get paid?

You didn't think we knew
about that, did you?

Turns out you like to spread
the wealth around.

-Look, I teach at a college,
okay?

This is not even
a good fucking college

and, but I do have some
resources and, uh..

I can come up
with everybody's everything.

What I would like to do,
if you'd allow me

is to put the ten
I won on Michigan State.

-No.

-I understand. Of course.

Why would you?

If you'll excuse me,
I have a game.

My -- my -- my son has a game.

I got a game to catch. Heh.

- Good job, Ant! Let's go!

Good D!

-Yes!

-Timeout, gray. Both sides in.

-Alright, alright!
That's what I'm talking about!

-Let's go, baby.
-Alright, keep the pressure
on. Don't let up.

And, Anthony,
you keep lookin' for your shot.

-Coach, you gonna put
any subs in?

-What?

-They should get
some play-off time.

What -- what about Gil? We've
been working after practice.

I know he can bring the ball up
against these guys, no problem.

-Gil, you're going in
for Dunn.

Okay? Alright, let's go.

- Let's go!
-Hey. You are personally
responsible for him.

-Alright, coach.

I'm looking for you, okay?

- ...sub for defense.

Sub for D
-Ball, the ball, the ball.

-Aah!

-Go get the ball, Wong!
Go get the ball!

-Cobra. Cobra, pass him.

Deny 15! Deny 15!

- Get it in, get it in,
get it in, get it in!

No!

-Hakim, take the ball!

-Gimme, gimme, gimme.
Run, run, run all the way!

-What is this guy doin'?

-Give the ball to Anthony.

-Hakim! Hakim!

-Ball!

- Come on, get it in!

No!

- Foul, 14 gray.

-Fuck! Timeout! Sit down!
-Come on. Come on.

-I don't know what the fuck
is in you kids' heads.

But get your shit together!

- That's your last timeout,
coach.

-Goddamnit!

We are not losing this game!
Do you hear me?

Dunn, go in for Gil.

Now when Anthony makes
the second free throw

we go man.

What, am I speaking Polish?

-I need one on the line,
coach.

One's the shooter.

-Shit.

- Alright, here we go.
-Alright!

-One and one.
On the release.

-You've got it, Gil.

Here we go.
- Come on, Gil.

-Okay, no threes!

No threes!

-Switch.
-No switch, Gil! No switch!

-Oh, come on.

-No!

-No, no, no.

-Okay!
-Push it!

Let's go, let's go!

-Come on, come on, come on!
-Okay, okay, let's go,
let's go!

-Go, go! Shoot it!
-Shoot it! Shoot it!

- Shoot it!

-No!

-Oh, my God!

-He's gotta shoot that.

-Okay, I gotta get back
to work.

Just tell him, tell him
I'm proud of him, alright?

-Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil!
Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil!

-Yo, hey!

You saw what I did to him
though, right?

I went all Jeremy Lin
on his ass!

-Hey, now
you'll definitely be able

to hook up
with your cousins.

-You guys think
this is fucking funny?

This is our season
on the line here!

-Coach.

-This is my job.

Okay, I'm not in high school.

This isn't a joke to me.

Cardinal Hayes won their game

and as expected Washington
put a beat down on Iona.

We have a bye this week.

We need this.

Both of us.

-How many did Jimenez have
for Washington?

-Thirty-eight.

- Yeah, but that's
not our problem right now.

-Hey, we wait for the winner
of St. Stevens and Regis.

Both of whom
we beat this season.

But, guys, Jimenez isn't
the only star in this league.

Not everyone has a Gilbert Wong
on their team.

Wong, you are a menace.

But I love you
for makin' that shot.

-I love you too, coach!

-Hey, y'all.
Semi-finals, what's up, man?

-Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil!
Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil!

-Yeah!

- Little League Lee.

Get in.

-Hey.

-Long time no talk.

-Yeah. Life, you know,
it kind of takes over.

-This kid could pitch.

He was throwing a curve ball
before anybody could.

I felt like a fucking cartoon
swinging at that thing.

Only kid
to throw a perfect game.

Or almost.

Only no one was comin' close
to hittin' his stuff.

One batter left.

His father shows up.

He throws a meatball
right down the middle.

Kid crushes it dead center.

Wow. Huh.

-Yeah, so I, uh, I --

-Oh, hey.
Read about your kid. Wow.

-Wait, this is
Saint Anthony's father?

-Yeah.

- Hey, there's a name
for that. A saint's father.

-Yeah, God.

-Saint, Senior.

-So, uh,
I had a little luck recently.

I wanted to spread it around.

-I thought
we were below your radar.

I'm listening.

-Michigan State's playin'
at home next weekend.

There's no way
they're gonna lose

to Penn State in East Lansing.

I'll give you five points.

-How much you wanna put down?

-Thirty.

Could you handle that?

-Could I handle that?

Can you handle that?

Sorry, I forgot
who I was talking to.

This guy's got a famous kid.

He's writin'
the great American novel.

He's got a house
out in the Hamptons, right?

-Well, we rent.

* Well I know for sure babe *

* Your voice
it echoes in my head *

* Your lingering..

-What did Cornell say
after the game?

-Uh, they weren't there.

So I guess I'll know
when I go up for my visit.

-Mm..

Isn't there a rule

about not doing this
during the week of a big game?

-You are so confused.

You're actually supposed to do
this the week of the big game.

-Uh, are you sure?

-Mm-hmm. I'm trying to win
on and off the court.

-Well, I know

that there's a rule
about doing this

when your parents
are in the other room.

-It's a good thing
there's no one home.

-Anthony, Anthony..

I can't do this with your
parents in the other room.

-There's no one here.
I don't, what?

-I heard the door.

-Fine. I'll go check.
-What's wrong with you?

-No, no, nothing. I'm just..

You'd just better be ready
when I get back.

-Well then, hurry up.

-I couldn't make
your game yesterday.

-That's okay.

-Yeah, Charlie told me..

...you passed the ball
to the chink..

...instead of taking
the last shot yourself.

That's kind of a questionable
decision. Don't you think?

Well, you still managed
to get a lot of attention.

Don't you?

Silence?

Well, that's a good reminder,
you know.

When I write characters..

...they always have
one defining characteristic

and yours would be..

...silence.

- Baby.

I have to go. My mom wants me
to watch my brother.

- Yeah.
-Hey, Victoria.

-Oh, hi, Mr. Keller.

-How did my son get so lucky?

-Well, I think I got
pretty lucky too, hmm.

I should go. So..
-Yeah.

-Um, it was nice seeing you,
Mr. Keller.

-Let me walk you out.
-Okay.

-Ahh.

That's my boy.

-Hey, you guys need one?

Yo, you got next?

You got five?
- Yeah, we got our five, bro.

- Leave, leave, leave,
leave, leave, leave!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Yeah!

Next. Next. Next.

-Yo, Soc, I was open
in the corner, man.

-You can be open
all motherfucking day

ain't nobody giving you
the ball, alright?

Be happy you won this shit.
Be happy you won.

-You gotta pass
the fucking ball.

-Then get outta here
if you don't like it then

you Too Wong Foo motherfucker.

-Fuck you!

-Good. We need one.

Winners need one.

-Yo, if you ain't
got your five

you gotta get off the court, B.

-No, we got him.

That's our white boy.

You got one, now we got one.

-Yo, Larry Bird, you balling?

* Gorgeous chrome plated
horse whip *

-I have Cornell,
if you can't tell.

Get the fuck outta here!

* ...the verdict's
still saucy *

* Sack swinging like Dub-D40
on a door hinge *

-Yeah!

-Hey, yo, ball!

-Put it up! Put it up!

What the fuck?
You missed a fucking layup, man.

* Early man
you posers know me *

- Basket!

- Now we down.

-You above, princess.

We ain't got nothing for you.
-Yo, ball!

Yo, yo, ball! Ball!

- You suck, that's why.

-Yo, ball!

-You got no respect
in this park.

-Come on! Yo, pass it!
What are you fucking doing, huh?

-Check! Let's go, let's go!

We got a baby! We got a baby!

* No home for the weak ***

Where you going, boy?

You got a long day
ahead of you, boy.

-Yo, get the fuck back.

I ain't here
to help you up, man.

Play some motherfucking ball.
Stop being a pussy.

- I own you.
You hear me, princess?

I own you, princess.
-Let's go, ball!

-Let's go. You ain't shit.

You ain't going nowhere.

You ain't going nowhere, boy!

Oh, shit.
-Ball, ball, ball!

-Motherfucker!

You ain't shit now, boy!
-Fuck off!

-Fuck this motherfucker,
he pushed me!

-Oh, he pushed me?

You all up in his jock
all game

talking about "He pushed me!"

He gave you one little push!

-Let me go.
Let me go, I'm good.

I swear to God, let me go.

Let me go, let me go.
Come on, motherfucker!

I'll kill you, piece of shit!

Fuck your mother!
-Get outta here!

- Fuck you, Soc!
- Keep walking, motherfucker.

- Fuck this motherfucker.

He ain't gonna
push me like that again.

-That's what happens when you
let motherfuckers from prison

play fucking basketball.

There's your change.
-Thank you.

-You're hungry, right?

That shit gets your
adrenaline going.

My first one,
I couldn't even think.

I was swinging like a crazy man.

Broke my little pinky.

Never healed.

That shot you threw up
looked nice.

White Ray Allen.

I bet you fit into someone's
system real good, hmm?

Curling. Getting the pass.
Draining it.

Always doing the right thing.

Second option,
third option maybe.

Oh.

He don't like that.

He wanna be
the first option, don't he?

Cornell wanna be
the first option.

You feel angry, Cornell?

You feel that
choking in your throat?

He said, "Fuck you"
to your mama!

You ain't like that, did you?

Feel that anger.

Rage. Right?

Rage!

Don't let it push you
like a leaf in the wind.

Let it blow you like a sail.

Take you where you wanna go.

Consider yourself
schooled by Socrates.

-What's up?

-I just wanted to tell you..

-Hey.

-Defense. Let's go! Get back!
Get back!

-Freeze. Gimme that.

We don't feed the post

when the defense takes away
the baseline entry.

It's up here for the high low.

Matt, reverse pivot seal.

Cornell gets an easy one.

Thank you.
Let's keep running this.

Anthony!

-Coach.

I didn't wanna interrupt.

-Hi, I'm Chris Paulson.

-Jenny Keller. I've seen you
at a couple of games.

Thanks for all the support
you've given Anthony.

-Well, he's a very
talented player.

-The school is beautiful.

We would be delighted
to have Anthony here.

-Okay, mom.
-That's right.

Uh, I have to pay a visit
to the financial aid office.

-Oh, let me have someone
show you the way.

Clancy!

-No. You know, I'll, I'll,
I can find it.

Thank you. Text me
when you're done, okay?

-Come on, let me, uh,
show you around.

-It's a beautiful gym.
-Thank you.

-Have a seat, buddy.

We coaches have a secret.

We all want the great defenders

the great passers,
great rebounders.

But most of all,
we want a great scorer.

I mean, this jump shot
is super smooth.

Quick release.

Watch this.

You follow your shot.

Players just don't
do that anymore.

Everyone on this level
can put the ball in the hoop.

It's who wants to the most
that makes the difference.

Do you want it, Anthony?

-I do, coach.

-I have my guys gather as much
information as they can.

I fight hard
for my scholarships.

I can't just
give them to anyone.

Here's last year's finals.

Big guy bodying you
the whole game.

Hard fouls.

You could take it right at him.

Get him out of the game,
get yourself to the line

where you've made,
how many in a row?

-Forty-two.

-Pretty amazing number.

But you wanna avoid
the contact, so, you pass.

Instead of getting big
in the big moment,
you get small.

And getting small leads to this.

There's no doubt that
you have the talent, Anthony.

And you're a very good student.

You seem like you'd fit in well
here.

But I'm not looking
for someone who will fit in.

I'm looking for someone
who will stand out.

Show us you can do that, son.

We're rooting for you.

-Thank you, coach.

-What did Mr. Hill say
about the financial aid?

-Well, uh, we don't qualify
for as much as I was hoping for

because we've had
a lot of money

in and out of our accounts
over the years.

-What does it matter? If we
need it, we need it, right?

-There are a lot of people
who need it, sweetheart.

But I've socked some away,
and I can't imagine them

not offering you a scholarship
with how much they love you.

-They're not sure.

-Hey.

I don't want you to worry.

It's all gonna work out
for the best.

Really.

-You always think that.

-Yes.

What's the alternative?

-Maybe looking at the truth.

-Okay.

I know this is a stressful time.

-Victoria's pregnant.

- Jesus.

How is that possible?

-It was stupid, alright?

-No, it's not alright.

This is not a game.

You don't just ice your knees,
"Oh, too bad we lost"

and get ready for the next one!

-So, getting pregnant
is like losing, mom?

-It is real, Anthony.

With real ramifications.

Do her parents know?

-No.

Don't tell dad.

Please?

-I'll go with you.

And we'll pay.

- Every possession
is critical now.

* This is my winter song
to you *

* The storm is coming soon *

* It rolls in from the sea *

-Make sure that gentleman's
taken care of.

* My voice a beacon
in the night *

* My words will be your light *

* To carry you to me *

* Is love alive?

* Is love alive ?

* Is love?

- ...up to Cornley.
Missed the layup!

Here comes Lucas.
68-65, Michigan State.

* They say that things
just cannot grow *

* Beneath the winter snow *

* Or so I have been told *

* They say were buried far *

* Just like a distant star *

* I simply cannot hold *

- And Penn State clinging
to a two-point lead

but Andrew Jones can
put it away right here.

That should do it!

A four-point Penn State lead.

And another shocker
in East Lansing!

And for the first time
in the history

of Penn State basketball

they will fly out of here
with a smile on their face.

-Hey, you seen Keller?

Keller. Lee Keller.

Have you seen him today?

-No, he hasn't been around.

-Let's go.

* This is my winter song
to you *

* The storm is coming soon *

* It rolls in from the sea ***

-Woo! That's pretty, Cornell!

You should just throw
that down, though, man.

When I could get up there,
I threw it down

every chance I could.

Hard.

So, a brother would know it.

Maybe you can't even
dunk it though.

-Me?
Yeah, I can dunk it.

-Oh.
- Bet you never could though.

-Oh!

It must be
White-Boy-Talk-Trash-Tuesday.

'Cause you got a mouth.

Let me show
this motherfucker somethin'.

-So, you're the one
they talk about, huh?

Thelonious.

Man, you must've been
able to jump.

'Cause you're not that big.

-Oh, ho-ho!
I didn't just dunk it.

I dunked on motherfuckers.

Come here, I'll show you
how I used to do it.

-Alright.
-Alright, first,
I used to fake 'em up.

-Yeah?
-Then take 'em down.

But I went off my right foot.

Use that left leg
to keep 'em off you.

-That didn't look
like a dunk to me.

-Call me in 30 years.

Let's see you dunk it.

-Yeah!

-Oh, ho, ho! My man!

-Hey.

-Whoa.

I, I didn't know you applied.

-Yeah.

Yeah, I, I didn't tell you, um..

But I, I thought it'd be
a long shot anyway, so I..

-Yeah.

So, um..

What's going on
with Middlebury then?

-Anthony, UCLA
is a really good school.

With my dad living out there,
tuition, it's nothing.

-This is about what happened.

I mean, you can't even stand
to be around me anymore.

Right?

-No, it's not about that,
and..

This is, this is about me.

Anthony.

What am I supposed to do?

You want me to wait
around for you

until you feel like seeing me

or until you feel like
talking to me?

Until you feel like you can
share anything with me?

-Go wherever
the fuck you want!

Okay?

Just don't talk to me anymore.

-What happened?
-It's nothing.

I just got it stuck
in a door at work.

-Lee, just let me look at it.

-No, it's wrapped up.
It's fine.

Don't worry about it, okay?

Now,
I got something to tell you.

I'm leaving
that fucking college.

If I'm gonna get
my book finished

I gotta focus on
one thing at a time.

And to be honest, I feel
completely disrespected

by those people,
so, that's that.

-How bad is it?

-It's fine. It's wrapped.
-Not, not, not that.

I know you drained
the college account.

The bank called me.

-Well, Jenny,
there was barely enough

in there to pay
for one semester.

I don't really see what the..

-Do you know,
do you understand

what I had to give up
to save that money?

I wasn't supposed to be selling
men's clothing.

I went to fucking Parsons!

- Okay. You quit.

You quit, I quit. We can
all be, you know, artists.

Dreams come true, right?

But you would
never fucking do that

because you're
such a goddamn martyr.

You and your fucking son.

You're so fucking perfect.

There's no room for me!

-How much do you owe?

- None of your
goddamn business.

-Fuck you.
How much do you owe?

-$200,000.

Look..

-Um..

We sell my parents' cabin.

-Mnm-mnm.

I know how important
it is to you.

I wouldn't.
-We have no choice.

-Well, I looked into it.

-You looked into it?
- Yeah.

And you know,
if you're willing
to take out a mortgage

that would pretty much cover it,
okay?

But I will make sure you do not
lose that house, Jenny.

I promise.

-I can't, I can't,
I can't even look at you.

-Hey, come here.

Oh, fuck!

F -- f -- fuck!

- Who are we?
- Wolves!

- What are we?
- Wolves!

- Who are we?
- Wolves!

-What are we?
-Wolves!

-Let me hear you howl!

- Hey.

When you didn't come out,
I thought maybe you were hurt.

-I'm not hurt.

- Welcome to the New York City
D-1 semi-finals match-up

between Regis Warriors
and your Saint Anthony Wolves.

-Going up, Hakim! Going up!

-Goin' up, goin' up, goin' up!

-Swing, swing, swing.

Ride him in the corner.

Chop, chop, chop.

-Time! Time! Time! Timeout!

-It's alright. Bring it in.

Let's go, let's go.

It's alright.

It's alright.
Let's go, come on.

Bring it in, bring it in.

Alright, listen up.

Now look, we hold 'em for just
one more minute.

We're where we wanna be.

Where, where is that, Anthony?

-In the finals, coach.
-No, I'm not asking you, Wong.

Anthony, where will we be?

-In the finals, coach.
-Right.

Keep your head in it.

Now listen up. No matter what
they do, we hold the ball.

Okay? Let Anthony bring it up.

They will foul
and we want him shooting.

Okay, now come on,
Wolves! Bring it in!

Humble and hungry on three.

- One, two, three!
- Wolves!

-Hey, hey, hey.

Stay with it! Stay with it!

-Alright, coach.

- Defense, Anthony! Defense!

All you do is defense!
That's it, that's it.

- Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense!

-Defense.

- Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense! Defense!

-No, don't leave your man,
Anthony!

No, goddamnit!

Push it, push it! Let's go!

Push it!
- Foul him!

Foul him! Come on, guys!
-Alright, let him foul you!

Goddamnit!

-Ball, ball, ball!

-Let them foul you!
Let them foul you!

No fouls! No fouls!

-Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!

-Yo, Cornell,
what the fuck you doing?

-Soc, what are
you doing here, man?

- Yo, Ant. You good?

-I'm good. I'm good.
I'll catch you guys later.

- Alright, man.

-You stupid?

-What?
-You know the score.

I mean, you're winning. All you
gotta do is hold the ball.

So why you shooting?

You trying to lose, Cornell?

You're a loser? Hmm?

Hmm?
-Get off of me!

You're the fucking loser.

-That's right.

I'm done.

You ain't.

- Hey, Ant! Let's go.

Your mom and dad
are already up at the cabin.

And I get the privilege
of driving you.

-Is my dad okay?

-Isn't he always?

You had an off day, kid.
You're allowed.

Your mom used to tell me that
back in the day.

-She saw you play?

Almost every game. Lee too.

That's how they met.

-Wait.

Wait. My mom knew you first?

-Yeah.

Knew me first.

It's funny
how things work out, huh?

I was..

I was never good with women.

Great jump shot though.

-And how fast can this happen?

- As soon as the check
clears the account.

I'll make the payments.
Latest, Tuesday?

-I want you to call them

and -- and tell them
it's on its way.

-You don't want unnecessary
contact with these guys.

Our word doesn't exactly mean
much to them anyway.

But I'll see them
as soon as I can.

And make sure all the accounts
are closed, alright?

-There's no need to officially
close any accounts.

It's not like
a department store.

-"It's not like
a department store?"

Just make it very clear to them

there is no open line
of credit here.

-Well, Charlie,
just do whatever she says, okay?

I'm going outside.

Hey.

Thought I could
rebound for you.

-Sure, yeah.

-So, uh, how many did you
get last night?

-Twelve.

-That's not a lot for you.

-It's a season low.

-Yeah.

Charlie said
the game was kinda close.

-We won by two.

-How about a little
one-on-one?

-What about your finger?

Yeah, it'll make it fair, right?

Come on.

Show me your big moves.
-Yeah?

-Give your old man
the ball first.

-Yeah, you can have it.
You're gonna need it.

-Woo!

One-nothing, good guys.

-Here, if you hand me
that one, I can --

-Yeah.

-Woo!
-There you go.

-So what's going on
with Cornell?

-I don't know.

-What? They were begging for
you, and now they're not sure?

-I guess they wanna see more.

-Tell me about it. Me too.

-Hey, we're rooting for you,
Saint!

Yeah!

-Yo, dad, I wasn't ready.

-Yo, Saint. Three-nothing.

My ball.

Oh!

Oh, are you gonna play
some real defense?

Oh, okay.

Okay.

-That's one.
- Uh-huh.

You're lucky I don't call fouls.

Come on, let's go.

Whoops!

-That's two.

You okay, dad?

-Yeah. Take it out.

-That's a foul.
-Oh, yeah?

Why don't you call it then?

Hey, ref!

Two from the line!

-Dad, you can't hold me
like that.

-Oh, yeah? Fine.

What, you want
a written invitation?

-What happened?
-God!

-What happened? Hey, hey, hey!
-Get the fuck away from me!

- What happened?
-Get the fuck away from me!

-What happened? Get away!
- He fell.

-Get back!

Stay away!

Okay, okay.

Talk to me. Talk to me,
tell me where it is.

Where is it?
-You alright?

- My knee!
- Okay, okay.

We've gotta get him up.
-God!

- It's unusual
what we have here.

It's called
a bucket handle tear.

In some instances the meniscus
can be flipped back

but in others,
the torn piece gets stuck.

That's the reason
it's so painful.

-But if it could be flipped,
I could play, right?

-It would be swollen and sore,
and I wouldn't recommend it

but technically yes.

-Do it.
-No. No, Anthony.

-What do you know about it,
mom?

- We could relocate
your knee by snapping it

into full extension,
but there's a possibility

of tearing it further
if we force it.

-It's a stupid risk.
-They will not win without me.

- If you can't play,
you can't play. Okay?

- I'm recommending surgery
to start the healing process.

You don't have to
decide right now.

Take some time
and discuss it as a family.

-I should have
protected him from you.

Not just the leg. Everything.

-Oh, for..

Jenny, look,
you think I don't feel terrible?

-My mother used to say

she may not have known
when she had enough

but she knew
when she had too much.

-Hmm.

It can't be true that
they can't win without him.

-He is that special.

-Maybe you're right.

Yeah. We'll be okay.

-Come in.

I'm so sorry.

-What, you think I'm crazy?

-No, I don't think
you're crazy.

I mean, I think that, uh..

It's a shitload to take..

Hey, Ant.
What are you doing up?

You should be resting.

-What are you, what are you
doing here, Uncle Charlie?

-Well, he's kinda upset, so..

Come on, I'll walk you back.
Let's go.

-Okay.

- How's it feeling?

- I can't straighten it, so..

-Hey.
- Hmm.

-You know he'd trade places
with you if he could.

-Night.

- You know, Booms,
there's another game

we gotta mention,
and it's local.

It's that rematch
of last year's high school

D-1 city finals.

-Alright, alright,
Saint coming through.
Excuse me, excuse me.

- It's St. Anthony's
and George Washington

and that was a game
decided by one single point.

And you know how close
that is, right, Boom?

- Can't get
any closer, Craigy.

- Listen, Anthony's was dope
this year, 23 and 4.

But George Washington
played 27 games

they were 26 and 1.

- It means
they don't lose a lot.

- Again, the Maryland
education coming through.

I should point out
that the game today

features not one,
but two stud players.

Anthony Keller, who's got
Russell Westbrook stats, Boom.

- Don't insult the kid by
comparing him to Westbrook.

- Boomer, the kid's great.
His numbers are awesome.

Twenty three points,
seven boards and ten dishes --

- Yeah, let me guess, the same
number of championships

as Westbrook as well, right?

- See, now you're just
being mean, man.

On the other side
of the court, you know
who I'm talking about

T-dub senior stud,
Eduardo Jimenez.

This kid was the league MVP

and his numbers
are more Jordan-esque

Thirty points per game.

That's a bunch
of monster numbers

for both these kids, meaning..

Huh?

What are you flailing
all around for?

- Well, as usual,
your brilliant

statistical analysis
left out one major point.

-He's sorry.

He wants to talk to you
about something.

Is this a good time?

- It's all good.
What did I miss?

- One of those studs, Keller..

He's hurt and he's not
gonna be available game time.

- How come I'm always
the last to know these things?

-Look,
I think I got a sure thing.

A real sure thing.
-Excuse me.

- I'm gonna find out
what's going on.

Let's go to the update
with Jerry.

Jerry Recco's here on
"The Fan."

- Gentlemen, clap it up.

Clap it up.

- Alright!

-Hey!

- Anthony.

-Coach,
what are you doing here?

-What happened to you?

-Oh, I thought
Coach Ray called you, right?

I just took a little fall.
It's gonna heal fine.

You know, the doctor said
I couldn't risk playing today.

-I'm sorry to --
-That's a wasted trip.

-I'm sorry to hear that,
Anthony.

-Well, no use in us leaving
now.

-Hope you heal up soon, son.

-I will. Thank you. Thank you.

-Let's find some seats.

-Can we sit?

-Anthony, you and Dunn,
captain's meeting.

Let's go.

-Whoo!

-Captains, congratulations
for getting to the final.

We have two great teams,
and we expect
great things tonight.

We're gonna let
the referees ref

we're gonna let you guys play.

Okay? Best of luck.

Let's shake hands,
and have a great game.

-Yo, Saint, man,
that's messed up about your leg.

Look at it this way, you saved
yourself the embarrassment

of getting a beat down
in front of such a big crowd.

-Yo, go fuck yourself!

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

-Watch how I treat you!
Watch how I treat you!

-Come on!
-Dunn! Dunn!

-We need you, man. You can't
be doing shit like that.

-We're gonna start the game
with a double technical foul.

We've got a technical foul
on 44 gold.

Technical foul, 34 black.
That's it.
-Oh, let them play!

-What?
-It's not about you! Come on!

-Bring it in,
bring it in.

-Do you hear those howls?
-Yeah.

- Do you hear them?
-Yeah!

-Alright, that's for you!

Humble and hungry on three!

-Fuck that!

Win on three.

-One, two, three!
-Win!

-Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

-There'll be a lot of talking
tonight. Watch what happens,
baby.

Watch what the fuck happens --
-Nothing. Nothing.

-Defense! You got him, Billy!

-This ain't your
run-of-the-mill competition,
baby.

You're my bitch now.
-You're sitting there talking.

- Push him left, Billy,
push him left!

Help him, Jack!

-That's it. Right off grid.

Let's go! Right off grid.

I'm owning you the whole game.

Owning you the whole game!

- Yes!

-Easy.

-That's right, you'd better
fucking pass, dude.

It's gonna be like that all
fucking night.

You understand that?
You little pussy.

-What?

-That dude, right there.

-Technical foul on gold.

-Gold?
-On four four.

-Are you kidding me?
How you gonna call that?

-Let's fucking go! Let's go!

-That's his second technical.

He's gotta go.

He's ejected!
-Yeah!

-Get out of here!

-Get back, get back!

Get back!
-Coach, he's gotta go.

-He's grabbing my jersey
the whole time, talking to me.

He was talking to me!
-Get him out! Get him out!

-What? What?

-Hey, hey! Get back!
- Fuck y'all!

- Get the fuck outta here!

-You suck, Jimenez!

-Wipe your ass with it!

Wipe your ass with it!

-Shove it up y'alls asses!

We're still gonna win!

-What?

- Swing it! Swing it!

* One two three *

-Yes!

-Lock his ass up!

* One two three *
* Bring the fire *

* Bring the fire
bring the flame flame *

* I kill the sun
I kill the sun *

* I bring the reign reign *

-Come on, Jack!
You gotta step up, baby!

* I feed the needy
tell your girl *

-Watch out.

-Right here, coach!
Who's gonna go?

- Shot! Shot!
- Bang, bang.

* But God don't make
no clones *

* 'Cause I could
rule the world *

* You think I won't? *

* You think I won't? *

* I tell 'em hey ho *

* Who's gonna stop me? *

* I tell 'em hey ho *

* Who's gonna stop me? *

* I tell 'em hey ho *

* Who's gonna stop me? *

- Yeah! Oh, yeah!

* I tell 'em hey ho *

* Who's gonna stop me? *
* Yeah yeah yeah *

- Five seconds, fellas.

Back on D. Nice and easy.

-Watch out, Big Jack.

Shoot it! Shoot it!

-Here it goes!

* Who's gonna stop me? *

* I tell 'em hey ho *

* Who's gonna stop me? ***

-Can you believe we're up?

I'll be right back. Ahem.

-I'm gonna see --
-Coach Paulson.

Jenny Keller.
Anthony's mom.

-I remember.

Sorry about the knee.

-Thanks.

He's gonna be good
to go by the fall.

Um, you mind if I join you
for a sec?

I get insanely nervous
at these big games.

-Have a seat.
-Thanks.

-That was a great trip up
to see you.

Your support really
means a lot to us.

- Let's go, Wolves!

-Easy money! Easy money!
-Yes!

-Whoo!

- You guys
are doing it, right?

You're fucking doing it!
Now don't let up!

Let's go!

Step in!
Come on, Jack!

-It's alright. It's alright.

-Right now we go over there,
we step on their throat

we end their season.

- That's it, good defense!
Good defense!

Good block, yeah! Yeah!

You got it!

There you go!

-One, two, three!
-Lights out!

-One, two, three!
-Humble and hungry!

-Let's go!
- Yeah!

Let's go!

-They got nothing left!
Come on! Get down!

-Swing it. Got 'em.
Take this!

-Come on, step up, Little T!

-Are you sedated?

Come on!

Let's go!

Hey!

-Yeah, boy, lock it down.

- Goddamnit!

-There you go,
there you go.

- Alright, alright,
push it, Wolves!

-Professor,
you have room for us?

-Yeah.

Everything's fine.

-For a sure thing,
they like to keep it close.

-You got that right.

-Come on, team!

- Let's go! Let's go!

* Let's go Wolves let's go

* Let's go Wolves let's go **

-Bit of a nail-biter, huh?

-Excuse me. You're in my way,
I can't see.

-Talk to you later.

-Defense! Defense! Defense!
Defense!

-Yes!

-Goddamnit!

-You might escape this one,
professor.

- Ready?

One, two.

-God!

-It's alright. It's alright,
get back. Get back.

Get back. Push it, push it.

-Go!

Move it, move it, keep moving!
Keep moving!

That's it! That's it!

Keep moving!

Come on, Billy.

-Swi..

Timeout! Timeout!
Timeout! Timeout!

-What?

-Anthony.

-Yo, Cornell!

-Hey!

-Who are we?
-Wolves!

-What are we?
-Tough!

-Who are we?
-Wolves!

-What are we?
-Tough!

-Let me hear you howl!

-Let's go!
-Let's go, man!

-Go Wolves!

-Go!
-Let's go, let's go, let's go!

-15 shooter! Full deny.
No shots!

-What, are you some type of
hero?
-Nothing.

-Bring it!

Bring it!

Show me what you've got.

You ain't going nowhere.

Limpy leg motherfucker,
come on!

-Ball, ball, ball!

- Shooter! Shooter!

Shooter, step up!

-Timeout!

- Bring it in!

Bring it in! Let's go,
let's go! Come on!

- Let's go, baby!

- Come on!

Alright.

-Look, all my guy
wants to do is beat me.

- So?

-So I'm gonna let him.

Alright, this is what's
gonna go down.

Bring it in.

Alright, Wolves, on three.

One, two, three, Wolves!
-Wolves!

-Never saw this, right?

Wow.

-What's up, sweetheart?
What's up?

-You ready? Huh?
-I'm ready.

-Ready to get locked down
by a white boy?

-You're kinda cute.
You got a sister?

How old is she?

-Oh, you think it's funny,
huh?

It'll be funny
when I beat your ass. Let's go!

-Don't buy into that shit.
Easy!

-Ball, ball, ball, ball.

-What you got, princess?
You got no respect out here.

Look at me! Look at me
when I talk to you!

-Tell that motherfucker
how it is.

-Swing it.
We don't need a basket.

-Come on,
you got five seconds.

So you'd better go
somewhere with it.

Four!
-What you got? What you got?

-Three! Two!
-What you got?

-See ya!

Oh, shit!

-Oh!
-Billy.

-To the hole, to the hole.

-Aah!

-One Basket. 32.

-You alright?
Oh, my God!

Where did that come from?

-Scored the basket. One shot.
-What's that?

-Clear the floor.
15 is the shooter.

- Alright! Alright!
Bring it in, let's go!

You got this, Saint. You got it.

- Come on, Anthony!

- Come on, Wolves!
- Let's do it!

- Come on!
- Knock 'em down, Saint!

-You the man.

-Oh, my God!

-MVP! MVP! MVP!
MVP! MVP! MVP!

MVP! MVP! MVP!
MVP! MVP! MVP!

MVP! MVP! MVP!
MVP! MVP! MVP!

Saint! Saint! Saint!
Saint! Saint! Saint!

Saint! Saint! Saint!
Saint! Saint! Saint!

-Yeah!

Yeah!

* There's every day
of the week *

* 'Til that throne is my seat *

* I still remain the same *

* What's your word
and your name? *

* Work if you can bet it don't
have property of your own *

* And if that was the case
then any city is my zone *

* Bet double it up I got land
I can loan *

* Nah fuck it I give you
the world *

* In every one
of these verse off *

* First off top they ain't cold
with a slight cough *

* Bent off the truth they Hail
Mary's is picked off *

* Better pray for real
and kneel I can't chill *

* Only aims to be a God y'all
can keep them blue pills *

* Reality is my dreams is right
where my sanity is *

* I'm in the sky
outta my brain *

* They used to hear about me
now they really know my name *

* Easy to point me out *

* When everything
just sounds the same *

* This designer music what
I'm preaching to you lames *

* Cut from my fabric
and stained with my veins *

* And mami wanna talk
about it's different now *

* She wrote her vows
they used to like me then *

* But shit they really fuckin'
love me now *

* Ooh ohh *

* Oh whoo-oo *

* Oh whoo-oo oh *

* They liked me back then
but they lovin' me now *

* Oh yeah they fuck
with me now *

* They liked me back then
but they lovin' me now yeah *

* Oh yeah
they fuck with me now *

* I feel the stars aligning
took 13 years but I made it *

* Found my higher calling
my peers blew up as I waited *

* Made a promise that
when my moment's here *

* I'll be ready for greatness *

* And the moment
that they catch on *

* I'll be ready
to change it up *

* Love when shit
comes full circle *

* New beginnings
make new endings *

* Truth spilling
outta my veins *

* I'm leaving you lames
all loose winded *

* I'm Bruce Willis *

* Can't break me
when the chips fall down *

* Homie who's bending? *

* Not me I'm breathing
new life in the game *

* As I hook up these IVs *

* My passion hereditary
influenced by the legendary *

* All my verses soulful for the
hopeful is my cemetery *

* Sometimes I feel broken

'cause I feel like
it's too late *

* Sometimes I lose focus but
I never seem to lose faith *

* My father always told me
no comprising your vision *

* You're a citizen
of the world *

* So harmonize
with the system *

* Show respect
to all religions *

* Whether you Muslim Jewish
Or Christian or other *

* I swear I love you
And I don't look *

* At you any different *

* But I believe in me *

* Ooh ooh *

* Oh ooh-hoo-hoo *

* Oh ooh-hoo-hoo *

* Oh ooh-hoo-hoo *

* Oh ooh-hoo-hoo *

* Oh ooh-hoo-hoo *

* Oh ooh-hoo-hoo *

* Oh ooh-hoo-hoo oh *

* They liked me back then
but they lovin' me now *

* Oh yeah they fuck
with me now *

* They liked me back then
but they lovin' me now *

* Yeah ***