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(basketball dribbling)

(rap music playing)

(dribbling faster)

Jerome, what are you doing?

Every inch counts, Nathan.

These are supposed to help make me
grow taller in seven to 10 days.

(grunts)

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 'em on?

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

(upbeat music playing)

Jerome: Hey, yo, Rod.
I'm in my spot.

Ah. Money in the bank, baby.

And that's why it's called
the "bank shot." (chuckles)

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

Why fix it if it ain't broken?

(humming)

Come on. Not the hummin' again.

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

(sighs)

(grunts)

-Mm-hmm.
-(muttering)

Aw, come on, J. Those aren't gonna make
you jump any higher.

-How do you know?

Because nothin' will make you
play better overnight.

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

Well, you're gonna have to hit over 50%
from the field...

If you really want to be like Mike.

Not to mention, grow another two feet.

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

BOY: Aw, isn't this cute?
Now, step off.

-Some real talent's takin' the court.
-But we were here first.

And that should mean something to me?

It should, brainless.

What'd you call me?

Um, maybe we should just go, Jerome.

Let's play 'em for the court.

That's Double J's son.

Yeah? (chuckles)
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 goin' pro.

Now he's just a choker.

Man, don't call him that. Take it back.

Naw, I'm gonna take it out instead.
Let's play for the court, first to 11.

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

Cool. I got you.

(scoffs, laughs)

This is suicide.

No, guys. Man, listen, we can do this.

Listen. You just stay close to the basket
for that killer bank shot.

And you keep settin' those
beautiful picks, man.

These guys aren't as good
as they think. And if we lose?

At least we lose with style.
Triple threat on three.

ALL: One, two, three,
triple threat!

Are you cheerleaders ready, or what?

(hip-hop music playing)

WOMAN (singing):
♪ Na, na, na-na na-na ♪

♪ Can't take it no more ♪

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

Just shut up and play, shorty.

-Shoot it!
-No.

Oh, what you doin'? 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.

-(humming)
-Come on, Mariah Carey. Take the shot.

-Get that outta here. Whoo!
-(sighs)

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

Nice.

Like father, like son.
Come on, man.

MAN (singing):
♪ Danger, danger, fire, fire ♪

♪ Everybody shakin' their body
it's danger, danger ♪

-♪ Danger, danger ♪
-(ripping)

(chuckles) That's game, and that's funny.

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

PLAYER: Yeah, they got
air conditioning. (laughs)

-PLAYER: He's your little cousin, man.
-(sighs)

Bu-bye.

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

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

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

-Oh!
-Aw, yeah. That's game, homey.

-Charge, man!
-Uh-uh. Naw. You can't call charge

in no streetball game, all right?

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

Mm-hmm. Ha, ha!
Thanks for the money.

Now I can buy yo mama somethin' nice.
(laughs ) Good game! See ya.

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
Beyonce's boyfriend.

Let's see which one happens first.

Come on, Nate. Why you gotta
be like that, man?

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

Plus, there's his name right
here on the ball of fame,

with all the great players
that came off these courts.

Well, I wouldn't quite call
any of us great players.

That's why we need
to practice every day,

so we can get good enough
to win this competition

and get our names up there next to his.

Then what? You think if you do this,

Your dad's gonna hang out
ith you more or somethin'?

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

Everyone around here thinks
my dad is the choker.

I want to give them something else
to think about

when they hear the name Jerome Jenkins.

Come on, J. Let's bounce.

Hey, guys.

The Game-On open run is
tomorrow at Marine Park.

-We should check it out.
-Yeah.

-Definitely.
-Meet me at the little court, 9:00 a.m.?

9:00 a.m.?
The game doesn't start until 11:00.

-But this way, we can get our practice in.
-Come on, J. It's summer break.

Plus, I need my beauty sleep.

And he needs every minute
he can get. (chuckles)

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

Know what? Nothin' ever happens.

Not yet.

Just got to have a little faith.

MAN: Oh-ho. My Cheetos.
Come on now.

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

Oh! Cheetos! I'm hungry.

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

Come on, aunt Lydia. You know I can't
watch the game without my Cheetos.

It's the play-offs. Ah. Man!

Well, there's rice cakes in the pantry.

Rice cakes! Ew!

Oh, I know who got it.

Hey, Jerome! I know you in there.

Jerome, you eat my Cheetos?

Aw, look at thi... Aw, man!

(Ray's approaching)

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 comin'?

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?

Mm-kay.

-Okay?
-Okay.

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

And misses again.

-(clicks tongue)
-RAY: It's show time!

(basketball game on TV)

-ANNOUNCER: Passing it off...
-(Ray laughing)

...out of the key...

Oh, it's off the rim.
That's gotta be the hard way.

Sorry about your Cheetos, Cousin Ray.

You just better be glad I had a extra bag
in my car. (chuckles)

So, you lose any money out there
on the court today?

Well, no. I was just playing for fun.

Didn't look like
you was havin' fun to me.

I just had an off day.

Look, man, stop frontin'.
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.

(laughs)
Or should I say, three-pointers?

-Ah, 'cause you know I do.
-Really?

Definitely, man. Little man like you?

If you get real good, we could make some
serious scrilla.

(knocking)

-Dad!
-Hey! How you doin'?

-Good.
-Hey, you gettin' taller again?

-Am I?
-It looks like it.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, uh, Double J. Who you like
in the game tonight, man?

-Don't know and don't care.
-Yeah, man. I smell ya.

These cats don't know
nothin' about basketball.

I bet you could have schooled
'em back in the day, huh, J?

That's a long time ago, Ray.

What are we doin' this weekend?

Okay. I wanted to talk to you about...

Hey, hey, hey, man. What you doin'?

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

It's the play-offs. Can't y'all take it
outside or somethin'?

Listen, uh, Cousin Ray, when you start
payin' for the rent and the food

and everything else, then maybe you can
have some say, okay?

Weren't you supposed to be gone, like,
12 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.

(chuckles)

Look, Jerome. Um, I wanted to come by
and tell you in person.

I got to head out to
Phoenix for work, tonight.

I know, I know. I'm sorry.

I really wanted to hang out this weekend.

We would've had a lot of fun.

At least can we shoot around
back for 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 goin' on right now.

Can I show you something
in the kitchen?

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

I-- I already feel
bad enough about it.

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

What do you want me to say, Lydia?

I'm training the staff
at our new branch 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.

(sighs) Yeah, well.

Heroes are for fairy tales.

I'm just a guy tryin' to do well
on his quarterly review.

You need to make time
for your son.

He's 13 years old, and pretty soon,
he's not gonna care

whether you're
comin' around or not.

I told you. The schedule
is only temporary.

So is his childhood.

(thunderclap)

Jerome Jenkins.
It'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...

(thunderclap)

(thunderclap)

M.J.? No way.

VIDEO GAME ANNOUNCER:
Defense!

-ANNOUNCER: Moves in...
-RAY: Yeah, yeah!

Yeah! (laughs) That's what you get.
That's what you get.

(thunderclap)

(video game announcer
chattering)

(crackling)

ANNOUNCER:
...ball. He puts it up!

Oh! Oh! No, you didn't.

(electrical buzzing)

(grunts)

-What the...
-(relays clicking)

ANNOUNCER: One of the most
amazing games of basketball...

Oh. Aw! How did they win?

ANNOUNCER:
I guarantee you will not see...

another game like that

-in a very, very long time.
-Aw, man!

(suspenseful music playing)

(buzzing)

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

(slow funk music playing)

MAN (singing):
♪ Right, r-r-right ♪

♪ She know what it is, man ♪

♪ I told you before, but this
time it meant so much more ♪

♪ I told you before, but this
time it meant so much more ♪

(electrical buzzing)

Jerome. You're not thinking
about tryin' out, are you?

What? No, I'm just
here to watch.

Aw, okay. I was
about to say, because...

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

I don't want to see you
embarrass yourself.

-WOMAN: Next.
-All right.

Oh. (laughing)
Excuse me, brothers.

Ooh, hey, sweetness.

-Name?
-Ray Thomkins.

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

Aw, 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 gettin' cut.
-Next!

Aw. 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.

(growling)

And the right honorable
Coach Archie.

Game-On squad,

give it up for D.J. Spears!

Whoo! Whoo!

Look at these fools.
Linin' up for the slaughter.

You forgettin' how we found you?

BUCK WILD: Well, this bunch
is weaker than Wednesday.

At least it looks like
our jobs are safe.

Don't count your chickens yet.

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

If you don't play
as well as your opponents,

they could take your seat on the bus.

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

COACH ARCHIE:
You're not the only one out there.

If you guys really want
to 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. (laughs)
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 are up. Come on, y'all.

(rap music playing)
♪ Burn like fire bold-faced liar ♪

♪ D-d-d-d-d-d-dangerous ♪

ANNOUNCER (over mic):
Oh, that's pretty.

Yeah, that's right.

-CROWD: Oh.
-ANNOUNCE: Oh, you gotta finish that, kid!

Oh, oh. Wait a minute.
Let it go. Aw!

Come on, son. You on the team.
Get off the court, boy! Move!

(grunts)

Jordan!

(screams)

I'm okay.

Get out there. That's right.
Gimme that ball a second.

ANNOUNCER: Oh, rainbow!

You're packing it.
Get over there, boy.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Oh, watch out now.
How you feelin'?

-(coughs)
-(giggling)

Okay. That's all right then.

ANNOUNCER: All right, people.
All right. Nice playin' 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 "u"
in "team" either, fool.

So, people tell me.
What time is it?

-It's time to get yo'...
-CROWD: Game-On!

Game-On! That's right.
Let's get it crackin', y'all.

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

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

(scoffs) Come on. Let's go
check out the open run.

(electronic warbling)

ANNOUNCER:
He's Buck Wild, y'all.

Why you tryin' to tangle with Cavity?
Why you tryin', son?

-Hey, what's up? Hey, Nathan.
-Hey, man. How you doin' man?

-Good.
-♪ Bring it up, bring it up ♪

-(grunts)
-ANNOUNCER: Oh, what a play.

Come on, son. Let's go.
Playin' with the comatose kid.

Oh, my God! Cavity.

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

You don't even know
where it is.

-(grunts)
-Oh, you didn't see that wall?

Oh, yeah. We call him Buck Wild.

BUCK WILD: Get up, punk.

ANNOUNCER: Cavity. Aw, defying
the laws of gravity!

Gimme the ball, kid. You can't smack her
around, baby. It's too late.

Ha! No competition.
Ridiculous. Winning shot.

-(crowd groans)
-(grunts angrily)

Oh, what's this? You think you can drop
the rock better than Buck Wild? Huh?

Go on, then. Put it up there.
Huh? Go on, scrub.

Come on, man.

-(crowd cheering)
-ANNOUNCER: He hit it!

-(laughing)
-Oh, my God!

Gimme that. Gimme that.

This is it, baby.

What?

-MAN: Give it to the kid.
-WOMAN: Let the kid shoot it.

-Yeah, let him shoot it.
-Come on.

You think you could do it again?
Huh, peewee?

Go on then.

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

MAN: "Nothing!"

Oh, dude!

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

Come on. Get out! Let's go.

(sighs)
Come on, lucky sneakers.

-Whoa, whoa, hold on, Buck.
-Back off!

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

Everybody off the court!
Everybody!

Come on!
Get off the court.

Is he allowed to do that?

-Get off me! Get off!
-(grunts)

-ANNOUNCER: BUCK, you're manhandling him.
-(grunts)

Come on, Buck.
That ain't right.

-Over. It's over. Oh, my God.
-(crowd booing)

How you like me now?

Not so much.

-(loud booing)
-COACH ARCHIE: Do you hear that?

The whole crowd's turnin' against you.
What are you doin'?

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

That's one, midget.

Yeah. Whoo!

Come on. What you got?

What the...
Ooh, ooh, ooh!

ANNOUNCER: Oh. Baby. He's got them
goin' crazy. They're out on the court.

You lucky I tripped.

ANNOUNCER: It's bedlam. It's over.
I can't control 'em.

-(laughing)
-Man, you know it!

Oh, oh, hey,
you like that kid?

Y-- You know
that's my nephew.

Yeah, I'm like his manager.

More like his mentor.
(laughs)

You know I love the kids.
Each one teach one. Y-you like kids?

-Do you mind?
-Aah! Aah! Ohh!

(sighs)

What! Huh? Do you think this
is funny? I ain't playin'.

-That's it. Next point wins.
-ANNOUNCER: No, he didn't.

No, he did not! Buck Wild is goin' out
on a limb here, y'all.

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

ANNOUNCER: All right. Ball's in.
Come on. Let's see it. Give it to me.

What? (laughing)

(laughing)
Did you see it?

ANNOUNCER:
He's on fire now. Yeah.

All right. You got hops.
But do you got handles?

-Come on. Let's go.
-ANNOUNCER: All right.

Ball's in play. Let's go.

Come on now.

Oh, ho, ho, no...

What?

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

(cheering)

Unbelievable.

ANNOUNCER: Oh, ho, ho. Snap!
Well, I guess we know

who's gettin' off the bus today.

-Man, Buck...
-Forget you.

Don't be upset with me, Buck.
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.

Phew! That was mighty
impressive, kid.

-Thanks.
-They tell me you're, uh...

-You're Double J's kid.
-Yep.

We'd sure like it if you'd join us
on the Game-On bus.

-Really?
-(chuckles) Yeah.

-Whoa.
-Coach?

Yeah?

Could you help me down?

(chuckling)

Excuse me. Did I overhear you say
you're Jerome Jenkins's manager?

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

I think Jerome could be
an advertiser's dream.

(laughs) Then I'm Ray Thomkins,
Jerome Jenkins's manager.

NATHAN: 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.
-Nah, seriously, J.

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

(softly)
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
basketball sneakers, right?

So, I took 'em up to my room.

Then, there was this explosion,
and the power went out.

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

I told you he was abducted by aliens.

Did they probe you?

Seriously, check this out.

BOTH: M.J.? 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 still can't believe you're playin' for
the Game-On team.

Best part is,
I'm automatically in the finals

at the King of the Concrete
tournament this summer.

Wait a minute. That means you'll get
a shot at the $5,000?

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, 'cause you're a child.

I mean, they're not lettin'
a minor on that bus.

Not without any adult supervision,

Or some kind of chaperone
or somebody to look over you.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm. Yeah, I mean, you're gonna

have to find somebody who's over 18,
who has the summer off.

someone who knows
the streetball scene.

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

And I bet you know just the person.

-Well, yeah, but actually...
-My dad. Thanks, man.

Um, weren't you
trying out today, too?

-Yeah, I didn't see you. What happened?
-Well, you know, I was there.

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

(coughs)

(cell phone rings)

-(receiver beeps)
-This is Mr. Jenkins.

-Dad!
-(over phone) Jerome?

Is something wrong?

No. Nothing's wrong.
I just need to talk to you.

Listen, this is not the best time.
Can I call you back tonight?

No, dad, look. Something really
weird is goin' on.

I-I found this pair of old 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.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. 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 know. But I'm better
than everyone out there.

The coach says I could be a real star.

You've got plenty of time...

I don't. I have to give them an answer.
They're leaving tonight.

They won't let me on without a guardian.
Could you come with me?

Jerome, I don't know what's goin' on
back there, okay, but...

look, you're gonna have a lot
of opportunities in life. Okay?

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

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

I-- 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. I mean,
it's just for the summer.

We don't have any plans. Plus, don't you
have to work through summer school anyway?

A-a-and... honestly, it's a blessing
that I'm here when I am.

Plus, he needs a older, masculine figure
in his life right now.

Not to mention, a family member 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.

(chuckles)
I promise, too.

-And you'll call home every night?
-Of course.

I guess we've got to get you packed.

-Yes!
-(laughs)

Yes, yes, yes, yes. We're goin'.
We're goin'. We're goin'.

-(laughing)
-Yeah, we're goin'! We're goin'.

Ooh, yeah. Hoo-hoo!

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.
Forget about it.

I bet you that's where they put
their basketballs.

Come on, man.
We gotta be cool now.

All right. Go on.
That's you. That's you!

-(popping)
-(laughing) Whoo!

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 'bout Boy Wonder?

DALTON: Half-pint.

No, no, no, no. Shorty by Nature.

-(players laughing)
-Sometimes they come quick,

but sometimes they just
have to reveal themselves.

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

How 'bout Little Gimmick?
'Cause 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.
(stutters) What's up, y'all? I'm Ray.

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

Uh-uh, okay. Well,
uh, how about Butternut?

Y'all don't know that one?

On the East Coast, they used
to call me Finger Lickin'.

I got one. How 'bout
"get off the bus right now"?

Yeah! Yeah, son.

Only Game-On players allowed
on this bus, son.

-So, you got to step now.
-Oh, oh, okay. All right.

Well, my bad.
I'm gonna follow in my whip, J.

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

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

Oh, oh. Ooh, ooh.
Oh! One love.

(engine starts)

(car backfiring)

(motor chugging)

-(girls chattering)
-PREACHER: Hello, groupies.

RAINDROP:
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.
(chuckles)

We'll catch up after the game.

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

What? No. I wasn't
thinkin' anything. I...

Hey, Dalton.

Whoa!

-(girls gasping)
-I'm okay.

(sighs)

Bay City is in for a rude awakening.

They ain't never seen
moves like mine before.

-(chuckling)
-We gonna shine so bright,

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

(chuckling)

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 groovin' 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, child.

PREACHER (on P.A.):
Yeah, these college kids, man,

they ain't playin' around.

Bay City's for real!

-Oh, my goodness. They're getting the net!
-"D" up, man.

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

Come on, you guys.

PREACHER:
Here they come. Here they come.

Uh-oh. He blew by him!
He blew by him!

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

-Get that rebound. Oh!
-REFEREE: 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.

PREACHER (on P.A.): What's this?
Coach Archie's sending in the little man.

(laughing)

PREACHER:
Home thinks he's cute.

They don't know this boy got moves.

(whistle blows)

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

Yeah. Oh, my...

♪ We's be bouncin', flippin'
jazz funkin' ♪

♪ Do something, bounce, bounce
bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Boogie-woogie
to the boogaloo beat ♪

♪ Use your movement don't refuse it
just feel the music ♪

-♪ And ♪
-♪ Bounce, bounce bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Boogie-woogie to the boogaloo beat ♪

♪ Get busy, baby can you follow me ♪

♪ I'm ready, do you want
to run with me ♪

(cheering)

PREACHER: That's my boy! Miracle Whip.
That's right, y'all. Miracle Whip.

All right. Come on, baby.
Give me somethin'. "D" it up.

Let's see what you got. Oh, my goodness.
Oh! Raindrop, baby! Raindrop!

♪ We came to party
and shake it, don't stop ♪

♪ Party breakin', pop lockin'
swingin', rotatin' ♪

♪ Ooh, go with it when you
groovin' so sexy ♪

♪ So you show me some moves
and you gotta dance, dance ♪

♪ Show me how to move, boy,
bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Crazy what you doin', boy ♪

♪ Freakin', lockin', drinkin' jammin'... ♪

(basketball bouncing)

That's... Game, y'all.

(applauding)

(microphone feedback screeches)

-Dude, you were unbelievable out there.
-Hey, you guys made it.

Yeah, Rodney's mom is driving us out
to all your games.

Yeah, we're staying at
the Holiday Inn downtown.

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

I gotta call you guys.
We gotta celebrate.

(girls clamoring)

(rap music playing)

(country music
playing on stereo)

Oh, I got you, little piggy.

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

I'm havin' fun.

Man, you're clippin' your toenails.

-Oh, I know. Check this one out.
-Dalton. Man, look.

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

Oh, no. I can't.

Why not?

(sighs)
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?

-(chuckles)
-You promised you weren't gonna laugh.

Wait, wait, wait. No, Dalton, Dalton.
Come here, man. I'm gonna help you.

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

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

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

♪ Because you needed me
I can see ♪

How do you mean?

You gotta take her somewhere
nice. Take her out to dinner.

Show her the finer things of life.

Well, like what?

I like to go to Royal Burger.

And then for dessert, 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.

(rap music playing)

DALTON: Oh, my gosh.

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

Naw, you heard we were goin' out.

-Sorry, kid. Limo's for grown folk.
-WOMAN: Who's the cowboy?

How you doin', tex?

I gotta go.

-JEROME: What do you mean?
-I gotta go floss.

-But...
-Aw. Look at him. He's too cute.

WOMAN 2:
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...
Oh... Excuse me. Sorry.

-Man, this is incredible!
-Compliments of Game-On, incorporated.

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

Yeah, son.

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

Oh, wait a minute, y'all.
Oh! I know you got room for one mo'. Wait!

You leavin' me? (groans)

Keep it close, young man.

-I won't be long.
-What?

Huh? Don't nobody... are you serious?

Huh. Valet. Boy, this Versace.

-May I?
-Oh, thank you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa. Slow down.

Uh-uh. 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 want to dance
with Preacher?

MALE VOICE:
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.

(screaming)

(screaming)
Yeah! Yeah!

(all screaming)

-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.
-BOTH: Triple J.

(chuckles)
Triple J on three.

ALL: One, two, three, Triple J!

Mama?

Seriously? I mean, I was
thinking of somethin' like...

Gravy train or Blockbuster
or-or Li'l Money Grip.

Triple J.

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

-Ah, never mind, man.
-Wait, no. If I'm not gonna what?

Well, 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 got to flaunt it.
See, in this sport, people want a star.

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

They want to see those moves
they've never seen before.

See you hit shots they can't believe.

Sexy Lexi.

Buenos dias, senorita.

-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 ball players,

or anybody, stop you.

The worst tragedy in life is to see
talent wasted. And I know you know that.

-Thanks, Cousin Ray.
-(sighs, laughs)

Yeah, man.
We goin' to the top.

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

(laughs)
That's right.

We don't even know how to stop.
We just keep on goin'.

Keep on movin'.
Movin' on up. (laughs)

-(engine starting)
-Oh, come on, baby.

Oh! Come on, purple demon.
Give it to me.

-(steam hissing)
-(coughing)

(whistling)

Is this seat taken?

Um, yes. I mean, um, 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, hey, listen. Look, I know
you want Jerome at your benefit.

But-- But what about his benefit
and my benefit? Okay?

Now, you gonna have to come up
with some more money.

Yeah, that's right. That's what I said.
More money.

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

Hello? This is Ray.

(laughs)
Hey, hey, Aunt Lydia.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Everything's fine.

Yeah, he's just havin' a blast.

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

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

(Latin hip-hop music playing)

-(man vocalizing)
-SYNTHESIZED VOICE: Co-star.

(crowd jeering)

MAN:
You gonna get hurt!

-MAN: Black tops!
-MAN 2:Whoo! Black tops!

WOMAN:
Go home!

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

Hey, Pre. What's the 411 on the brother
with all the ink?

Oh, 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.

(blows whistle)

(cheering)

Come on, now.

RAY (voice): I'm not gonna front, Jerome.
You the best player out there.

-(rap music playing)
-♪ You're the income here to sit down ♪

♪ Everybody better get up
g-g-g-get... ♪

Triple J, I'm open.

♪ Everybody better get up
g-g-g-get ♪

♪ Get up
You the hometown favorite ♪

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

Give it to Raindrop. Give it to Raindrop.
Come on. Come on.

Jerome, you got help!

WOMAN:
incredible!

-What are you doin', "J"?
-J. J, pass it, man.

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

(grunts)

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?

RAY: Yeah, Triple J t-shirts.
Get your t-shirts.

Autographed pictures. There you go.
Get an autographed picture.

That's right. Uh-huh. Give me some money.
Give me the money.

What you got? There you go,
girl. Yeah, thank you. Get your t-shirts.

Hey, you're from
Bounce magazine, right?

I'm Lexi Lopez with Game-On.

(laughs) Thank you. Love you.
Love you so much.

Oh, man.

You know what would be awesome?
To get a shot of the team on the court.

-How 'bout in five? Sound good?
-Hey, hey, Lexi.

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

What?

You know they came to
talk to me about Triple J.

Stop tryin' to steal my thunder, girl.

Whatever.

That's right.

-Good 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 to celebrate.

Cool. Uh, let me ask Cousin Ray.

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

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

(scoffs)

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

for Bounce magazine right now.

Jerome, my mom's gonna bring the
car around. So we can all have...

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

-We know. We came up with it.
-Yeah.

Boy, you didn't come up with nothin'.
I came up with all of this.

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

Ooh! Mm-hmm.

So, are you comin' or not?

Oh, no. Come here, man.

Look, man, you about to take off.
You on the launchin' pad, man.

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 'em go,
just-just for now. Okay?

Now, they goin' to forgive you later,
when you bring 'em to the mansion.

Yeah, and they swimming
around in the pool?

(laughs) But look. We gotta look at
every angle right now.

So, you know what you need to do.

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

Man, whatever, Triple J.

Man, don't be like that, Nathan.
I got a lot goin' on right now.

Well, what about us?

Here you go. On the house.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, man, everybody else
is payin' 10 bucks for those.

You chargin' people for autographs?

If you don't charge nothin',
it ain't worth nothin'.

You smell me?

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

Well, maybe your sneakers
should be signin' the autographs then.

(crowd cheering)

♪ I'm superfly ♪

♪ I'm superfly ♪

♪ Y-y-yeah ♪

♪ Oh, teach
it's your game teach it ♪

♪ Fresh out of high school
city, so slick ♪

♪ Every time I roll by
in that '05 Jordan ♪

♪ I'm so fly 'cause they know when
I'm in the house ♪

♪ Best believe I'm-a turn it out ♪

♪ And any time that I'm on the floor ♪

♪ Gotta wall in
wall in ♪

♪ I'm superfly when you see me leanin' ♪

♪ So fly so fresh so cleanin' ♪

♪ Fly, when you see me startin' ♪

♪ Hands up in the house it's jumpin' ♪

♪ I know you like my stare ♪

-Hey, Preach.
-Hmph.

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?

-It means your playin' stinks.
-But we're winning,

-And everyone gets to stay on the team.
-You don't get it.

Every one of us here is tryin' to get
to the next level.

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

And how are we supposed to do that
when the only player

anyone is watchin' on this team is you?

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

(toilet flushes)

Whoo!

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 "part-ey".

We've got the biggest game
we've ever played comin' up

day after tomorrow at the arena.

Which means each and every one of you...

-gots to bring your "A" game, all right?
-NATHAN: Come on, Rod.

Y'all be back here on Wednesday
at 3:00 sharp to leave for the hotel.

Any questions?

All right. Get outta here.

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

You too tall. You don't get no oxygen
to the brain. That's what's wrong.

Lord have mercy.

JEROME:
This is so cool, Ma.

LYDIA: it's the only way I can feel
a part of this whole thing.

Has dad seen this?

Your father's been traveling a lot lately,

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 really 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 absolutely 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.

RAY: Okay, skybox? Oh, you know,
I could hook that up. All right.

We gonna be in a skybox.
All right. This is big Ray.

-(cell vibrating)
-Ooh. Hey! Blowin' 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 callin'. All right now.

All right, easy. Okay, peace.

Wow. What was all that about?

That was Midas Records. They're shootin'
a Lothario video right now.

And Cousin Ray got Triple J a cameo.

-Really?
-And that's not all.

The Trend Apparel execs

are comin' to the arena
to watch you play in the game.

They're thinking about sponsoring Jerome,

Making him one of the main 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.

But what about all
the money he'll be making?

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

A contract?

It's just a standard
management agreement.

Just gives me 15% of
all the future earnings.

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

Why do we need something like this now?

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

And this just gives me
power to negotiate deals.

But, believe me, no deals will
be made without your consent.

I should really have a lawyer
take a look at these.

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

And if the Trend execs think
we're draggin' our feet,

they might cool off on Jerome.

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.

All right. I'll let you talk to them,

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

You have my word on that. (laughs)

Thank you.

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

But your father's supposed
to be here at 6:00.

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

(hip-hop music playing)

♪ What's it gonna be ♪

Hey, so you a P.A.?
A.D.? You in a union?

♪ Why you think it's so shy ♪

♪ Although you never say it...♪

-What is wrong with you people?
-(gasps)

Come on. Boy, you crazy?

Bye. Call me?

MAN: 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. Come on. Let's go.

Let me go. You're embarrassing me.

Oh, you seem to be doing a pretty good job
of that by yourself.

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

riding in limos, actin' a fool
in some music video?

I don't even know
who you are anymore.

Big surprise.

I hear, uh, Ray's tryin' 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're getting 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 right.
That's what they tell you, right?

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 the fame 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 followin' in my shoes.

You're playin' with your head
and 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.
It's just I can't.

You don't want me to succeed.

That's not true, all right.
I'm just worried about you.

Ray says most people are too afraid
to go for their dreams.

Then they just regret their whole lives.

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

At least he's there.

Now, I'm tellin' you, Preach, man,
that is music. That's music right there.

LEXI: No, 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.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 on their day off.

Okay. I better make some calls.

Hey, Dalton.

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

Well, what are they?

Autographed Game-On balls.

Oh, it's, uh, 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
to the hospital.

-I am?
-The kids are gonna absolutely freak.

-Yeah, me too.
-Come on.

I mean, anything for the children.

-(children chattering)
-(water splashing)

Hey, man. There you are.

What's up? Where you been?
I been lookin' all over for you.

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

Oh, I got good news.

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

So, you gotta bring the pain, man.
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? Now, how many
times I gotta tell you?

College is for people that don't know
what they want to do with their lives.

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

Right. We goin' straight to the pros, man.
All right?

(laughs) Whoo!

Hey, Jerome.

You know, it's not nice to lie to people
for your own amusement.

It wasn't just for my amusement.

The world isn't some video game
you get to have fun playin'.

There's peoples' emotions
and-and feelings involved.

-Dalton, I...
-Let me finish. Now, you pushed me.

You knew I was scared,
but you didn't care.

And you tricked me into doing something
I would've never done myself.

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

Thanks for the assist, Jerome.

I'll see you at the game.

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on P.A.):
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.

Aw, this is great. I'm so glad
you guys came. I'm so happy.

Trend Sneakers. I could just see him
in 'em, just doing this.

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

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

We'd really like to see, uh,

-Jerome in the sneakers.
-Mm-hmm.

-Right now?
-Tonight.

-All he needs is to put 'em on?
-That's right.

Oh, okay. All right. I'll make sure
he put 'em on. Okay? All right.

Um, if somebody knocks,
don't worry about that. Okay?

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

I'll turn some music on for you too.
Want some music?

You look like you could dance. (laughs)
Ooh. All right.

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on P.A): Well, 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 'cause I didn't put you in, huh?

I would've hit the shot.
We would've won.

Way too much of a ball hog.

-We would've won the game.
-Showboat.

-Low rent.
-Phony.

Small-time.

TOGETHER:
Good game!

Hey, Jerome.
Come here, man.

-Jerome.
-Hey.

I don't want you to worry. It's not
important who's not here.

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

You better than this whole
street ball league.You know it.

Check these out.

-What are those?
-(laughs) They Trend Sneaks.

-They want you to wear 'em in the game.
-No way. I can't.

Come on, man. This what
we been workin' for.

Look, I'll wear 'em
in the ad or somethin',

but I gotta wear my lucky shoes
when I play.

Come on, Jerome.
We got them on the line.

All we got
to do is reel 'em in.

Now, look. You deserve this.
Don't second-guess this.

-I have to wear my lucky shoes.
-Boy, you got to wear this. All right?

Come on, man. Now!
Don't do this to me.

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

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

My pop's in here tonight. First time he's
seen me play since high school.

Then I fouled out, in the first half.

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

Don't worry about it, man.
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 been workin' hard
for this kind of exposure.

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

And they just lookin'
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
goin' on amongst yourselves,

it's time to squash it.

Now, I want you to
go out there tonight,

with your game face on,
like a team,

and show the world
and these people

what you are made of!

-Are you with me?
-Yeah!

-All right!
-(all clapping)

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on P.A.): Now, here
they come. Tonight's challengers,

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

CROWD (chanting):
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!

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on P.A): 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.

(whistle blows)

Come on, man.

(crowd cheering)

Yeah. That's what I'm talkin' about.
The Drop Squad in the house.

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on P.A.):
Drop squad has the lead, and it looks like

Ghost in the Machine

may have to change his name
to toast in the machine.

MALE COMMENTATOR (on P.A.):
The way Game-On is playing,

it's gonna take a miracle

to turn this game around.

(thinking)
Come on, lucky sneakers.

MALE COMMENTATOR (on P.A.):
Now there's one for Game-On.

This ball game
has finally begun.

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

(chuckles)

-Oh-ho!
-Oh, no!

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on P.A.): We're seeing
a strong comeback from Game-On

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

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Yes, yes!

Oh, come on, ref!

Let's get back to the game.

Aw, no. Hey, hey!

These are for you. Look,
I appreciate your ailment,

but could we get a ref out here with

-some sight?
-I'm warning you.

-They're blatantly fouling my guys.
-Come on. It's streetball.

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

-That's it. I'm finin' you $100.
-$100?

You know what?
Make it $200!

You're outta here!
Now get!

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

But we'll be back after the short halftime
break to see how it all finishes up.

Now, that's what I'm talkin' about.
That's streetball.

Y'all was lookin'
great out there.

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

DALTON: Way to go, Ghost.
Your dad's lovin' you out there, man.

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

Yo. Thanks, little man.

Don't even
mention it, Ghost.

(toilet flushes)

Whoo! That one was bigger
than me. Mmm. Whoo!

Yo! The locker room's for players only.
Get outta here.

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

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

Uh, I'm sorry about that.

Y'all keep doin' what you're doin',
all right? Basketball.

(watch beeps)

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 on out there and let's show 'em whose
court it is. Let's go! Hustle!

-Y'all ready to do this?
-All right. Let's hustle.

Hustle time. You know that,
right? We're doin' this. Let's go, man.

Where are my sneakers?

(indistinct chattering)

Ready?

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

Ask me to deliver,
I deliver.

(laughs)
Look at him.

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on P.A.):
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 feelin' all right?
Come on. Let's get in the game.

MALE COMMENTATOR (on TV): We're seeing
history repeat itself with Triple J.

Like father, like son.

It looks like the air ball did not
fall far from the tree. Stacy.

STACY (on TV): With all the buzz
surrounding Jerome Jenkins Jr...

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

CROWD (chanting):
Air ball! Air ball!

FEMALE ANNOUNCER (on TV):
It is point game.

And I don't think even Jerome Jenkins Jr.

can turn this one around.

MALE COMMENTATOR (on P.A.):
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.

-Let's go.
-Uh... Uh...

Uh... (groans)

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 'em next time.

Nah, this is it for me, coach.

I had a good run. I'm done.

You sure, Triple J?
It's just one game.

Nah, it's more than that.

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

How did I not know that you were
gonna choke? It's in your DNA.

It's your fault.

I mean, you took my lucky shoes
and made me wear these.

Man, I signed a deal
with those guys.

The money was in the palm of my hands,
and you just... 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.
100% of everything you worth.

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 tryin' 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.

(door opens, closes)

Where you been? You should
have 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?

It 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?

(phone ringing)

This is Mr. Jenkins.

LYDIA (over phone):
Jerome, it's me.

Hey. How's he doin'?

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 and 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?
-Yes, 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 hit that,
and you weren't in your spot.

Yeah, a lot has changed
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 want
to 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 think I'm done
with basketball for good.

But you're automatically
in the finals.

Yeah, 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 now,

I don't have the magic
sneakers anymore.

So? I thought you could
win that tournament

even before you found those
sneakers in the first place.

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. Definitely.

But you're not followin' through.
I mean, look.

You're stopping here,
but you want to be here.

You just gotta follow through with it.

And Rodney, man.
You're slappin' the ball.

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

Don't let your palm touch the ball.

You gotta use your fingertips
and your wrists.

Just throw the ball down
to the ground, all right?

Man, 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 the
King of the Concrete tournament tomorrow,

y'all gonna have to
step up your game.

Wait a minute.
You're pickin' us?

-Are you joking?
-Nah.

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 never
bring that up again?

Ow. Was that necessary?

So how 'bout it, Nathan?

You know, you might not win
with us on your team.

I don't know about that.

But I know I wouldn't want
to win without you.

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

Triple Threat on three.

ALL: One, two, three.
Triple Threat!

NATHAN: I can shoot from three
different spots on the court now.

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

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

Man, listen. We're gonna
do great, guys.

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

Oh, man.
I just realized.

This is perfect timing 'cause I got a new
lucky charm.

-Ooh!
-Oh, God. Oh!

-What is that?
-It's a dried rattlesnake.

The Indians used it for good luck.

-Yeah, and a lot of good it did them.
-(door opens)

LYDIA:
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 Rankles.
-That's tight, man. You look good.

I know.

Well, sign your name,
Double R.

Oh, check it. He got
the hairstyle.

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

Team Triple Threat checkin' 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 gettin'
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?

Nah. Like Game-On,
but with Ray.

Like Ray...

-TOGETHER: On!
-Yeah.

-Whatever.
-Whatever?

Well, we'll see
y'all in the finals.

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

I'm gonna run you down!
And then, I'm gonna bite your head off!

(growls)
Cry. Cry! (laughs)

Don't let them scare you.

-What are you guys doin' 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.

But each and every player started

shootin' 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'll be only one

who will be called
the Kings of the Concrete.

Let's play ball.

(rock music playing)

♪ Do I have to warn ya ♪

Hey.

Ray-On!

♪ You are just like a child
yeah, you're so unaware ♪

♪ Unaware ♪

♪ From what I can remember ♪

♪ Sympathy was your desire ♪

♪ But now you're
reversing it, boys ♪

♪ Unimpressed for now ♪

♪ How does it feel ♪

♪ You get what you give
and you take what you get ♪

Get off him!

RAY: Yeah, yeah.
What? What?

Alley-oop.
(laughs) Ray-On!

Come on. Huh? What you got?
What you got? Nothin'.

Gimme the rock.

-♪ Now, she taking them out ♪
-(laughs)

♪ 'Cause now that
the show is over ♪

♪ She wants more
and more and more ♪

♪ Some girls
take what they want ♪

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.

Man, it's just nerves. You'll be cool once
the game gets under way.

I don't know, man.

DREXLER (over P.A.): 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.

ALL: One, two, three,
Triple Threat.

Ray-On's ball. The game's to 21.
Let's keep it clean, men.

He smells your fear.

Ugh!

Come on, ref. Call somethin'.

Yeah, whatever.

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

No, you didn't.

JEROME:
Dude, are you all right?

Actually, I feel a lot better now.

Cool. Let's play ball.

I think you forgot somethin'.

Yo, J. In your spot.

Gimme the ball.

You pick em' up, Rod.

(humming)

Hey, Nathan. He's hummin'.

I was not.

Yeah!
(laughs) Ray-On!

Ray-On. Yeah!

Let's just keep
playin' hard, guys.

-Aaah! (grunts)
-(rips)

I'm sorry. (laughs)
Ray-On, baby.

-(groans)
-Jerome, are you all right?

Oh, no. What are we
gonna do now?

-Nathan, are you all right?
-(groans)

-My ankle.
-Can he go?

I don't know.
It doesn't look good.

I...I can play. Ow!

No, man.
You did good.

Guys, you got two minutes
to bring in an alternate,

or the game is forfeited
to team Ray-On.

Who did you put down
as our alternate?

My dad.

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

MR. JENKINS: Not so fast.

Excuse me.

-MAN: Hey, that's Double J.
-WOMAN: Oh, my God.

What are you doin' here, dad?
Aren't you supposed to be at work?

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

-Is this your alternate?
-Yeah.

-Ah, nah. This can't happen.
-Right here.

Right here? What you talkin' about?
Let me see that.

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

Whoa, pally, it looks official to me.
It's right here.

Official? You not official.
You know you got this at foot locker.

Thanks, Nate.

You really wanna do this?

Let's play.

RODNEY: But, Jerome, what about
your lucky sneakers?

-I don't need 'em now.
-Come on. Let's go.

Need some help, old man?
See you forgot your walker.

Hoo-hoo. I'm old.

No, no. I'm good.

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

(crowd cheering)

Whoo! Yeah!

Point game, gentlemen.
This one determines it.

Put it up, Jerome.
You got it.

Shoot! Shoot!

MR. JENKINS: Jerome, the game is
supposed to be fun.

Yeah! Yes!

Triple Threat!

(crying)

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

You did it.

Punk, get up!

What you doin'?
What's wrong with you?

You see me, though, man?
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, Jerome, Jerome, Jerome.

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

Oh, 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, if 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 of years.
-(men sigh)

Don't listen to that man! He don't
represent nothin'. I represent that boy.

Jerome Jenkins? You... I represent him.
Look, I got it right here.

The contract, hold on.
Said, uh, for...

"For all forms of media worldwide
in perpetuity..." Uh...

"Hitherfore and forevermore."
Uh, wait. There's more. Just hold on.

I... Right back here.
I almost got it. I gotta reach...

Oh! That's not right. Hey! Why you close
the trunk on me?

I've been wanting to do that
for a long time.

Nice, nice.

-Yeah.
-Good job too.

Hey, that's some good shootin', huh?

You might be ready
for a little one-on-one?

-Really?
-Yeah.

Yeah, you gotta take it easy on me, now.

Okay. I'll take it
easy on you.

You gonna have to,
the way you were playin'.

So, did you have fun out there today, son?

Yeah, I had a great time.

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

How does it feel?

It's amazing. Although I couldn't have
done it without you.

I don't know. You had your Game-On
out there today.

-Ha! Yeah. You weren't that bad yourself.
-Oh, thank you, son.

I appreciate that.

Although, if you use your
knees a little bit more,

you might get a little more
push off that jump shot.

Oh, is that right?

-Yeah, that's right.
-Oh, oh, you teachin' me now, huh?

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

RAY: Hello? Is anybody out there?

-(banging)
-Hello? Hello!

A little help.

Can anybody hear me?

Uh, somebody? Anybody?

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

Is that an earthquake?

If you're not an earthquake, answer me.

Oh-ho-ho. Come on, please!

Don't hate the player. Hate the game.

♪ Hey, been here for a while ♪

♪ Basketball king
came back in style still ♪

♪ Always someone
tryin' to keep you down ♪

♪ Tryin' to get up
tryin' to keep you down ♪

♪ Gotta keep pressure on stay on top
and keep pressin' on ♪

♪ You might think that it's easy
but it's not ♪

♪ Gotta keep my folks happy
stay on top, hey ♪

♪ Gotta bless people skills no hand-ups
just me and chills ♪

♪ Remember back in the first
got my pills ♪

♪ Had to pinch myself
just to know it's real ♪

♪ I know I'm on start-up, y'all ♪

♪ People in the crowd
like my jump ball ♪

♪ So I ain't gonna hold back let my boys
get hurt that let you know that ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ We gonna have fun
this is how we get down ♪

♪ Hey, boy we keep movin' on ♪

♪ Keep movin' on, yeah ♪

♪ We gonna have fun
this is how we get down ♪

♪ Hey, boy we keep movin' on ♪

♪ Keep movin' on, yeah ♪

♪ They'll be blue skies ♪

♪ They'll be good times ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a brand-new day
everything's gonna be okay hey ♪

♪ They'll be blue skies ♪

♪ They'll be good times ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a brand-new day
everything's gonna be okay hey ♪

♪ I wish you never walked away ♪

♪ You turned your back on family ♪

♪ When I needed you more than ever ♪

♪ You lied to me when you said forever ♪

♪ Will this pain ever go away ♪

♪ It gets harder every day ♪

♪ I close my eyes hope and pray ♪

♪ That one day one day ♪

♪ They'll be blue skies ♪

♪ They'll be good times ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a brand-new day
everything's gonna be okay hey ♪

♪ They'll be blue skies ♪

♪ They'll be good times ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a brand-new day
everything's gonna be okay hey ♪

♪ My life's changed
in a thousand ways ♪

♪ Lookin' back on yesterday ♪

♪ So many things that I've been through ♪

♪ Learned the hard way just like you ♪

♪ They'll be blue skies
they'll be good times ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a brand-new day
everything's gonna be okay hey ♪

♪ They'll be blue skies
they'll be good times ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a brand-new day
everything's gonna be okay hey ♪

(indistinct dialog)

MAN:
Cut. Print it.