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(EXHALES)

♪ Come on let's go

(GRUNTS)

♪ One two three four

♪ Gonna start a revolution

♪ Coming in A new solution

(RATTLES)

(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS)

I see we're running cattle again upstairs.

♪ 'Cause we're gonna find a new way

♪ And we gotta start a new day

♪ Gonna leave you back down with the old

-(RATTLING) -(HEAVY FOOT STOMPING)

♪ Right foot forward Don't look back now

♪ Come on let's go One two three four

(PANTING)

♪ We're gonna start a revolution

♪ 'Cause we need a new solution

♪ Gonna smash and break Right through the mold... ♪

Right on time. Don't you love it?

What I would love is to sleep in on Saturdays

like most normal people.

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

Thank goodness, a little quiet.

All right, 6:45! Practice starts in 15 minutes!

-Bye. -Bye.

Be down in a minute, dad.

Perfect.

Morning.

Morning. Heidi, hurry up and eat.

-Your dad's warming up the car. -(HEATHER GASPS)

-(HEIDI SIGHS) -Nice outfit.

Mom, make her change.

-No way. I was wearing it first. -So? It looks better on me.

It looks the same, doofus, we're twins,

And take off my sunglasses.

You do this to torture me, right?

Mom, (SIGHS) you're gonna make her change, right?

Who cares? It's volleyball practice,

not a beauty pageant.

My friends will think I'm a Doublemint geek.

If you worried half as much about your game

as you do about what your friends think...

Order! Order in the kitchen.

All right. Which one of you changed the last time?

BOTH: I did.

BOTH: You did not! I did, too!

Okay, pick a number between one and ten.

BOTH: Seven.

Okay, short stick changes.

-But mom... -Choose.

You lose.

Fine.

I'll wear another sweatshirt...

but I still say it looks better on me.

Let's go. You're gonna to be late.

-BOTH: I got front! -HEATHER: Heidi, it's my place!

HEIDI: You got it last time!

Oh, no way, this one's yours.

(GIRLS GRUNTING AND ARGUING)

(SIGHS)

(GIRLS ECHOED SHOUTING)

-(GRUNTS) -GYM TEACHER: No back spiking.

Nice. Get up. Elevate.

Pull up, up.

-GYM TEACHER: Good job. -(GRUNTS)

GYM TEACHER: Way to get up, Heather.

Heidi, change positions with your sister.

Let's go.

Way to go, Heather!

Thanks.

Here we go, Heidi.

-Hit the ball! -(GRUNTS)

No, come on, Heidi, jump.

Don't let her control the net like that.

-Not bad. -(HEIDI GRUNTS)

How on earth do you tell them apart?

Ah, it's easy.

Heidi's the one that gives me a migraine.

If she had half the motivation of her sister...

MAN: Ah, she likes to goof off. What kid doesn't?

-Scouts get that. -What do you mean, scouts?

You know, the scholarship thing.

Athletics, college.

A little early for that, don't you think?

San Diego state didn't think so. Or Hawaii, or S.C.

They all had people looking at my daughter

-when she was their age. -You've gotta be kidding me.

Welcome to big-time recruiting.

It starts early. Nothing's official, of course.

Nobody talks to a kid until their senior year.

That'd be against the rules, but you can bet

the big programs have their people out there looking.

I'm surprised you haven't seen them

at the twins' school games.

They don't really have school games.

They don't even really have a team.

What do you mean they don't have a team?

Every school has a team.

Well, not Coast Christian. It's a small private school.

MAN: You know, if I were you,

I'd consider getting the girls into a larger school,

one with a really strong athletic program.

Well, I guess the scouts can recruit here

just like they can at a big school.

Yeah, and when was the last time you saw a scout here?

(BIKE BELL RINGS)

HEATHER: You know, your game is getting better.

But you didn't have to get so bent about the net thing.

Dad's just trying to help.

No, he wants me to be like you.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're totally into volleyball. That's cool.

I like it volleyball too, but if dad had it his way,

it's all I'd ever do.

So, he wants you to be a great player.

-What's wrong with that? -Maybe it's not what I want.

Or maybe it is, I don't know. There's just a lot of things

to check out once we start high school, you know?

-Yeah. -Besides, I could do without

all the comparisons.

"This is Heidi. Not bad, but she's no Heather."

Must be tough spending your whole life playing catch-up.

I was talking about volleyball. Just volleyball.

Sure, now, but when we were kids,

you know, soccer, piano, track.

I'm just saying it had to be hard.

Always being second best.

(SHIP HORN BLARES)

Well, you sure do brag a lot better than me.

(LAUGHS) Heck, I even kicked your butt in the delivery room.

HEIDI: You beat me out by a minute.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BIKE BELL RINGS)

MARY: School starts Monday.

Larry, we can't just pick up and move that fast.

We don't have to. I talked to the principal today

and he agreed to give us a few weeks to find a place.

Really?

There is more to life than volleyball.

Yes, there's careers and a comfortable life

and all the things that start

with getting into a good college.

College? For Pete's sake, Larry,

they're barely even teenagers.

I understand that, Mary,

but the scouts are already out there looking.

The girls have a gift. You can't deny that.

They have a lot of gifts.

Mary, we made a choice.

I could have gone for the big law firm

and worked a ton of hours and never been here.

-I know that. -But we made a choice

to be here for them. To make less money

so we could be around more.

So, unless you have a rich uncle that I don't know about,

the girls are gonna need scholarship money.

-Hey, Mom. -Hey, Dad.

Hey, girls, how was the beach?

Ooh, it was lots of fun, you know, beach, best friends.

Kind of hard to screw that combo up.

(MARY SCOFFS)

I think we got home too soon.

Oh, no, no, no. We were just talking.

Talking? As in...

(BOTH) "Why don't you girls get out of here

and go watch TV or something?"

Actually, no.

This concerns you. Sit down.

Heidi, Heather...

You girls are different.

(GIGGLES)

Dad, we already had this talk with mom.

Yeah.

No, I mean, you're tall.

You're just noticing that?

And you're athletic, like your mother.

You've been given a special gift.

Your mom and I want to make sure that you take

-full advantage of that. -(GASPS, SIGHS)

So, we're transferring you to a new high school.

-What? -What?

It's Palos Verdes high school.

It's a... it's a really great school

with a super sports program.

The kind that gets you noticed by college scouts.

Just so we can play a stupid sport?

This is like a joke, right?

Heidi, I know that college seems

like it's a lifetime away, but it's not.

Dad, what are we supposed to tell our friends?

You know, girls with half your ability...

We're switching schools because the P.E. is better?

We don't have money to send you both to college.

Dad, you can't do this to us!

If you'll just listen to me for a second...

Larry...

-Heidi, sweetheart. -Mom...

Heather can do what she wants, but I'm not going,

and you can't make me.

Heather, sweetheart, you want to talk about this?

It's okay, Mom. Dad's just doing what he thinks is best.

(SIGHS)

I am going to go talk to Heidi,

and I want you to talk to Heather.

You heard her. I think she's fine with it.

Sometimes it amazes me at how little you know them.

(SIGHS)

(SPRINKLER HISSES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

-Hey. -Hi.

I hate this.

Come on, Heidi.

You don't want to be late for your first day.

I can't believe he's making you go to another school.

What'd you do?

Nothing. It's just this whole stupid scholarship thing.

Look, I'll call you tonight, okay?

Hey...

We'll still hang out on weekends and stuff.

I mean, we'll still be friends, right?

Yeah, sure.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

♪ And what did she say?

♪ I said what you wanna do today?

♪ Get up and go Let's get on the way ♪

All right, you want me to come in with you

and help you get settled?

No. Dad, you've done enough, really.

All right, look, it's gonna be fine, I promise.

Have a good day.

HEATHER: Woah, I wonder how you get into that carpool?

I don't know, but I'm pretty sure

it doesn't stop at our neighborhood.

(SIGHS) Here we go.

♪ Come along with me

♪ 'Cause it's a real fine day

♪ The sun is out And the sky is blue ♪

HEATHER: Woo hoo, so many choices.

Hmm, what do you think?

Spanish or Italian for my foreign language?

I don't know. Let's just go.

I do like pizza.

Make it...

-Italian. -Italian.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Look at those freaks.

Thanks. Ciao.

-(SCHOOL BELL RINGS) -Unbelievable.

We never had any of this stuff at our other school.

Yeah, we never had people stare at us

like we were aliens, either.

We're tall, we're twins.

We're new. They'll get over it.

I mean, at least they're noticing us.

You sure got well in a hurry.

I thought you didn't wanna change schools.

This isn't a school.

It's like a whole mini-mall of student activities.

I mean, fencing club, art club,

fashion club?

I mean, how does anybody ever choose?

Here's a hint. You're here to play volleyball.

Yeah, in the spring.

-That's when the season starts. -So, we can work out until then.

Correction. You can work out until then.

I'm gonna have fun,

and it wouldn't kill you to do the same.

Okay. I'll meet you after school.

(SCOFFS) Okay, just relax. Don't have a cow.

What?

GIRL: Hello? Help. Get me out of here, somebody! Anybody!

-Let me help you with that. -Oh, thanks.

Now maybe you could give me a heart transplant.

No, but biology club's over there carving up worms.

They're all set up for surgery.

I'm Zoe, president of the drama club.

And you are... frighteningly tall.

(GIGGLES) Yes, but I go by Heidi.

Sorry, my mouth's an early riser,

but my brain sleeps in.

-(GIGGLES) -Normally, I'd pressure you

to join our club, But one, I'm exhausted,

and two, I'm figuring the prom committee

probably already snatched you up.

They're always looking for somebody like you

to hang the really high decorations.

-(GIGGLES) -Actually, I was thinking about

going up for drama at my other school.

-Oh, really? -Yeah, when do I sign up?

Oh, right now.

Great, my first recruit.

Okay, do you have any experience?

Um, a little singing at the beach,

and then there was that whole film thing,

you know, Attack of the 50-foot Woman.

You were in a real movie?

It was a joke.

Oh.

"Does comedy...

"sort of."

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(SHOES SQUEAKING, BALLS BOUNCING)

(WHEELS SQUEAKING)

(SQUEAKING)

Come on, let's see what you got.

COACH: Get your hands out. Somebody pick her up!

Cut her off! Stop her!

-Tackle her! Something, girls! -Defense.

Ladies, huddle up, shall we?

Girls, look around.

Does this look like a museum to anybody?

Not really, coach.

Then stop standing around like statues!

Girls, come on! Let's do it again.

This time, somebody put some pressure on her, please.

Please. Nicky, take it out.

Fifteen years. Fifteen years.

Would it kill you to send me some reinforcements?

-(BALLS BOUNCING) -(SHOES SQUEAKING)

(WHEELS SQUEAKING)

COACH: Come on, play some defense now.

Work hard! (STUTTERS)

-(BLOWS WHISTLE) -COACH: Hold on.

You okay?

Sorry, I was just looking for a place to work out.

Okay, I'll find someplace else.

GIRLS: Wow...

How tall are you?

I don't know.

Just south of six feet, I guess.

-My sister's just as tall. -There's 2 of you?

Yeah, my twin.

Thank you, God.

You ever considered playing basketball?

No. I'm a volleyball player. Sorry I messed up your practice.

-(TROLLEY WHEELS SQUEAKING) -You are so cruel.

Excuse me?

Oh, I was just saying,

if you're not doing anything until volleyball season,

maybe you could go out for my basketball team.

I don't know. I haven't played very much.

I'm probably not very good.

That's perfect. You'll fit right in.

-(GIGGLES) -COACH: I'll tell you what,

just promise me you'll think about it.

We could really use you.

Okay, I'll ask my dad.

-Good. Thanks. -Bye.

-(WHISTLE BLOWS) -COACH: All right, girls,

let's do it again.

HEIDI: (GIGGLING) No.

(GIGGLING)

-(SIGHS) -(SILVERWARE CLATTERS)

(SIGHS)

Are you kidding me? (GIGGLES) I wouldn't miss it!

Heidi, if you don't hang up, I'm cutting the phone lines.

Now come eat.

I gotta go, Zoe. My dad's, like, having a duck.

Yeah, but I'll get directions tomorrow.

(SQUEALS) This is so great! Bye!

You are not going to believe this.

I just got invited to this great party Friday night.

Don't worry, it's chaperoned.

I think that is terrific, honey.

Well, maybe you could squeeze in dinner between now and then.

Feet on the floor.

So, drama club, a party.

Who knew the adjustment could be so hard?

Don't gloat yet. We still need to find a place to live.

LARRY: Oh, we've got plenty of time.

I thought the principal said two weeks.

Yeah, two, four, six, it doesn't really matter.

They never check up on those things anyway.

Until we find a place, the girls will just have to

keep a low profile.

Low profile?

-Yeah, right. -Yeah, right.

(GIGGLES) I still think we should find someplace

sooner rather than later.

Dad, I stopped by the gym today

to get in a workout after school.

Good girl.

Make me a happy man and tell me you went with her.

Mmm, sorry, I was busy having a life.

I met the basketball coach.

He wants me to go out for the team. (SCOFFS)

I didn't know you were interested in basketball.

HEATHER: I wasn't, but it looks like so much fun.

And the coach seems really nice,

and it would be over by the time that volleyball started.

I think that is a fantastic idea.

-You do? -LARRY: Absolutely.

I mean, you keep in shape, you work on your jumping.

It's a perfect tune-up for volleyball.

Good.

Heidi, this is something you should think about doing.

How about I think of Heather doing it?

I was gonna go out for the fall musical.

A musical? That's not gonna...

MARY: I think that's great, honey.

What show?

HEIDI: Wizard of Oz. Zoe says I'm a lock-in for the tin man.

I think it's 'cause I'm the only one tall enough

to fit the costume. (CHUCKLES)

Well, Heidi, one of these days your sister is gonna be famous,

and you are gonna be sorry

that you didn't put in the extra work.

And one of these days, I'm gonna be at the Oscars,

thanking everybody but you. Then who'll be sorry?

(ALL LAUGHING)

You're impossible, you know that?

(LAUGHING)

-(SHOES SQUEAKING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

NICKY: (GIGGLES) He asked if you were gonna be there.

Hey, check it out.

She's good.

I see daddy said his little girl could come out and play.

Yeah, he thinks it'll help keep me...

in shape. I'm Heather.

I don't care if you're Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.

Just get this straight,

this is my team,

so don't try to make a name for yourself here.

Lovely little thing, isn't she?

Yeah.

Lovely.

HEIDI: This is a great comfort.

I've been holding this axe in the air ever since I rusted.

I might have stood here forever if you hadn't come along.

How'd you happen to find me here, anyway?

(MUTTERING) Take me home to Auntie Em,

-take me home to Auntie Em... -(WIND HOWLING)

DIRECTOR: More tornado wind! Action!

ZOE: Marvin...

Your line.

We're on our way to Emerald City to see the great Oz.

Okay, is anybody else creeped out by this?

It's just an audition.

He's a stand-in. Just go with it.

Just make him lose the slippers, ok?

Yeah, you're right. That is kind of weird, huh?

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Girls, let's try this.

Here's the situation: 10 seconds left.

The other team has the ball and a 2-point lead.

Madison, what are we in?

Big trouble.

(GIGGLES)

I mean, what kind of defense?

Oh. That. Man-to-man.

-COACH: Thank you. -Or in this case,

woman-to-woman.

Shutting up, sir.

Heather, you take Nicky. The rest of you pick up a man,

and let's get the ball back.

Let's go, girls. Come on.

Five, four, three...

-time's wastin'. (GRUNTS) -Ow!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

COACH: Heather, Heather, Heather. (SIGHS)

You can't let her get by you. You're making it too easy.

You gotta cut her off. You gotta make her pass the ball,

-okay? -Mm-hmm.

All right, let's try it again.

Nicky, take it out. Come on, girls.

This is gonna be easy.

GIRL: Heads up.

(BLOWS WHISTLE) One-on-one Rollout.

Heather, you're up. Let's go.

(SHOUTING ENCOURAGINGLY)

GIRL: Come on, Heather. Stay with her.

GIRL 2: Yeah, cover her, Heather!

(GIRLS GROAN)

(BLOWS WHISTLE) Let's do it again, Heather.

(GIRLS SHOUTING ENCOURAGINGLY)

(GRUNTS)

(GIRLS GROANING)

(CHEERING)

-Shut her down. -Thanks.

(WHOOPING AND CHEERING)

You were awesome.

I told you you were a lock for the part.

And now comes the hard part, memorizing a billion lines.

You're gonna be great.

Here are the directions to the party.

I gotta get back in there.

-But I'll see you tonight, okay? -Okay.

-(SQUEALS EXCITEDLY) -Bye!

(SIGHS)

COACH: Stay with her, Heather.

Work it inside, Nicky.

Sharp passes, girls.

Stay with her, Sandra.

NICKY: I think you're gonna need this.

COACH: Stay with her. Move your feet.

(GRUNTS)

(SCOFFS) Like taking candy from a baby.

(GRUNTS)

-(GRUNTS) -ALL: Woah!

(GIRLS CHEERING AND CLAPPING)

Wow. Good.

Heather, Heather, good! Good job. Good.

Let's do that play again. Okay, great, girls...

I think you're gonna need this.

COACH: Take it out.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-GIRL: Hey, Nicky. Woo hoo! -Hey!

(DISTANT CHATTING AND LAUGHING)

BOY: Party! Woo!

Is that a house or a hotel?

And I thought a clown for my sixth birthday

was a big deal.

And that was me.

Just drop me around the corner, ok?

(INDISTINCT EXCITED CHATTER)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

-Hi. -Hi.

What did you do, jog here?

Oh, no. The line was just really long,

so I, um... had my, uh... my driver drop me

around the corner.

-Driver. Impressive. Come on. -(HEIDI SIGHS)

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

(KNOCKING)

Zoe, who lives here, the president?

Yeah, like he could afford it.

Nicky Williams lives here with her dad.

He's some kind of investment guru.

Thanks.

I wonder what it's like to live some place like this.

Oh, says the girl with her own driver.

Your place must be, like, totally out there.

Yeah. Oh, no, thank you.

Yeah, way out there.

We are talking a whole 'nother zip code.

Well, if it isn't my new teammate.

Hey, Nicky Williams, current occupant

and the reigning queen of the hardwood.

-This is my new friend... -Yeah, I know.

Heather. We met.

Oh, no. Actually, I'm Heidi.

Heather is my twin sister.

Wait. There's two of you that tall?

What are your parents, skyscrapers?

So, you weren't the one at try-outs?

No. Basketball's not really my thing.

Yeah, well, it's not your sister's either.

She just doesn't know it yet.

Great house.

Thanks. I'll tell my dad next time he's in town.

You mean, he lets you have a party when he's not here?

Actually, my uncle's here.

Sounds like Heidi's got a great crib, too.

Maybe we can throw a party there.

No. See, we just moved here,

and, um... it'll... it'll take a while to settle down.

I mean, you know... pool guy, decorators.

Not to mention the boat house. You know how it is

-with a place like that, right? -Ocean front. That's too sweet.

Yeah, way too sweet.

So, exactly where is this great crib?

Uh, like she said, ocean front.

Uh-huh. And does it have an address?

An address?

Yeah... sure, it's...

1984 all-district.

I mean, you know that ocean front street?

You mean Breezeway drive?

Right. 1984 Breezeway drive.

You told them what?

I panicked.

I mean, dad told us to keep a low profile,

-remember? -So, your idea of a low profile

is telling them that we live in a seaside castle?

Money is a big deal to these people.

I mean, what was I supposed to do?

"Oh, I'm Heidi.

"I live about a billion dollars south of here."

I wanted them to like me.

So, you made up an address,

and you said that we have a driver.

And you wore my clothes.

I'm glad they're getting to know the real you.

I did use my own name.

Do I get partial credit for that?

No, no. Guess not.

I talked to a couple of coaches.

They said you've already committed yourself to Princeton.

They're wrong.

I'm not making any decisions till after the season.

-(SHOES SQUEAKING ON GYM FLOOR) -(BALLS BOUNCING)

MADISON: Hello. Heather?

Tell you what. Once you're done drooling,

-we'll warm up. -Sorry.

You're forgiven. Galen Alderman.

-Every college wants him... -(CAMERA CLICKS)

But not as bad as every senior girl.

I can see why.

I stopped by your place last night.

Didn't see you there.

Maybe that's because 1984 Breezeway Drive

is a Winchell's.

You live in a donut shop?

When can we do a sleepover?

Yeah. My sister kind of messed up the address.

Uh-huh. Sure she did.

COACH: 'Round the world shooting, girls.

Let's go. Let's see some hustle.

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

Oh, Heidi.

-Give me a sec'. -Hurry up.

Aren't you guys excited?

One of the guys in the play has this great boat.

His dad's gonna cruise the harbor as we practice lines.

You want to come?

Trapped on a boat with people doing munchkin voices?

I'm gonna pass.

You're still bugged about the address thing, aren't you?

No, I just want to stick around, shoot some free throws.

You've been practicing for, like, two hours.

Don't you ever take a break?

All the other kids have played before.

-I gotta catch up. -Come on, Heidi. Let's go!

(GIGGLES) They're waiting on me.

But this whole thing's worked out.

Us being here. Don't you think?

(CAR REVS)

I just kind of miss my friends, you know?

And it's weird, us doing so much stuff apart.

Yeah, but even that's cool.

I mean, you have the whole basketball thing.

Yeah, and you've got the play and your friends.

And for once, nobody's saying, "This is Heidi.

"Not bad, but she's no Heather."

(CHUCKLES) I'm still saying that.

-(GIGGLES) -Heidi, are you coming or not?

I gotta go.

Not with my sunglasses.

They look better on me.

They look the same, doofus. We're twins.

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

ZOE: All right! Let's have some fun! Yeah!

ZOE: Let's go!

(GIRLS WHOOPING)

♪ G-g-go

♪ G-g-go

♪ G-g-go ♪

Oh, yeah.

Nice shot.

Oh yeah? What, are you making fun of the old man?

Absolutely.

Let's see what you got. Come on, take it to the old man.

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

Oh! (LAUGHS)

♪ Go, go, go

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

Oh!

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

♪ Go, go, go

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

♪ Go, go, go

(GIGGLING)

-Oh! -Who's your daddy?

♪ G-g-go G-g-g-go go

Oh, yeah.

Ok, ok. Time out.

(PANTING)

So, how was your boat ride?

It was unbelievable.

It was so much fun, we're going again tomorrow.

Well, actually,

there's been a little change in plans.

I talked to Heather's coach today.

Okay. So?

So, I told him that you'd be coming out for the team.

The basketball team?

Yeah.

You did this without asking me?

Heidi, it's really important that you get yourself noticed

-by the right schools. -But, Dad, what about the play?

Maybe in a year or so, there'll be time for that,

-but right now... -Dad, this is so unfair!

Heidi, your future's in sports.

It's not in some school play.

(DOOR SLAMS)

What's wrong?

Like you don't know. You put him up to it.

Put him up to what?

Congratulations. I'm back in your shadow.

-I hope you're happy. -Heidi, stop.

What are you talking about?

Dad's making me go out for the basketball team,

but I'm thinking you already knew that.

Wait. You can't just quit.

Where are we supposed to find another tin man?

I told you. I don't have a choice.

(SIGHS)

Defense stance.

Pitter patter.

(WHISTLE BLOWS INTERMITTENTLY)

COACH: Come on. Nice, crisp passes. Step into it.

I had nothing to do with this. This was all dad's idea.

Yeah, right.

Good, Heather. That's a good screen. That's a good screen.

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

Get around on the inside.

Underneath, underneath. Look down low.

Ball!

(GRUNTS)

Foul!

Coach!

Don't foul.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

That's it, Heidi. That's it. Work, work. Get open.

Stay with her, Heather.

(PANTING AND GRUNTING)

Keep working. That's it.

-(GRUNTS) -(LAUGHS)

(GROANS ANGRILY)

Girls.

All right. That's enough.

Heather, Heidi. Come on, knock it off.

This is basketball, not wrestling.

No more pushing.

No fighting, no holding.

Just play ball. That's enough. Knock it off.

Come on, girls.

(BOTH GRUNTING AND STRAINING)

Gimme the ball!

-(WHISTLE BLOWS) -Hey, girls, knock it off.

Knock it off, both of you... girls!

Before I have you running sprints.

Team rules say you get suspended for fighting,

or are we just forgetting those?

Hey, you want to join them?

You just lose the lip. And all of you,

start thinking about teamwork.

Now let's go again. Nicky, take it out.

Red going this way this time.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

COACH: Look inside to Heidi.

Come on, sharp passes.

That's it, Heather. Work hard.

HEATHER: I'm open! Heidi!

-Heidi, I'm open! -COACH: Nice defense.

-HEATHER: Heidi! -COACH: Come on, Nicky.

-Get in the game. -HEATHER: I'm open!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

No, no, no. Heidi, who were you passing to?

Look, there's nobody over there.

You girls gotta take care of the ball.

Don't throw it away.

Let's do it again. Nicky, take it out.

This time, girls, watch your passes.

Black going this way. Come on, girls.

Where were you? You were supposed to get that pass.

I don't always know what you're thinking.

Dad, don't forget I have a game this afternoon.

I'll do my best to be there.

Good luck.

-(CAR DOOR CLOSES) -Nicky, score 50.

-(CAR DOOR CLOSES) -(ENGINE STARTS)

(CAR PULLS AWAY)

-(BRASS BAND PLAYING) -(CROWD CHEERS AND APPLAUDS)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the 15th annual Sea Kings

Red-black Intrasquad game.

GIRLS: Go! Go! Go! Go!

Win! Win! Win! Win!

-One. Two. Three. -One! Two! Three!

Sea kings!

Okay, girls, two lines. Lay-ups. Let's go.

(BRASS BAND PLAYS UP-TEMPO MUSIC)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Woo!

(WHOOPING AND CHEERING)

(BRASS BAND CONTINUES)

Girls, bring it in here. Game time.

Let's go. Gather around.

(WHOOPING AND CHEERING)

Okay, everybody's gonna get the same amount of minutes.

Everybody's gonna get one last chance

to show me something before I make my final cuts.

So, there's no need to be nervous.

Don't be nervous. Just go out and play

and have fun.

Now, the red-black game is a great tradition

here at P.V.

All your friends and your families are here watch you,

and I know they're all as proud of you as I am.

Okay, let's go. Bring it in here.

Come on. Now, Sea Kings on three.

Ready? One, two, three!

ALL: (SHOUT) Sea Kings!

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Palos Verdes high.

Jumping to center for the red team,

number 30, Heather Burge.

And jumping at center for the black team,

number 21, her twin sister, Heidi Burge.

Lace 'em up, big sis.

It's gonna be a long night for you.

I don't think so.

Once second best, always second best.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(GRUNTS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Quick strike. Number 30, Heather Burge down low.

You're gonna hear a lot of that. Get used to it.

Heidi, you gotta work hard now. Get that position.

Beautiful baseline move. Heidi Burge.

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: Great move inside by Heather Burge.

Let's go.

ANNOUNCER: Heidi Burge up top.

Three-pointer!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Come on, Nicky.

Up and under. Heather Burge.

She ain't doing it alone, you know.

-Nicky Williams with the assist. -(BRASS BAND PLAYS)

Thank you.

I got her! I got her!

Come and get it, sis.

Heidi Burge. Madison Stricklin with the assist.

Heather, you gotta play some defense now.

Quickly, quickly. Fill the lanes, girls.

Ball! Ball!

Face!

Heather Burge. Basket counts and the foul.

Heidi Burge is down low and got the hot hand.

Looking good. Heather Burge.

Heidi Burge up top.

Come on, don't give her that shot.

Down low, Heather Burge.

Heidi Burge, you can't stop her.

Heidi Burge.

(CROWD CHEERING)

CROWD: (CHANTING) Heather! Heather! Heather!

ANNOUNCER: Heather Burge.

The Burge sisters are on fire.

Heather! Heather! Heather!

Heidi! Heidi! Heidi!

Heather! Heather!

COACH: Nicky, you're dribbling too much.

Heather's open.

Nicky, Heather's open. Pass the ball!

HEATHER: Nicky!

Look inside to Heather.

Nicky, pass the ball.

Pass the ball!

ANNOUNCER: Nicky Williams from the outside.

Ref!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(BAND STARTS TO PLAY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

COACH: Nicky, come over here.

Next time, hit the open player.

-I had a shot. -Heather's wide-open underneath.

-Hit the open player. -I'm a shooter, not a passer.

No, you're neither.

You're a ball hog with a sorry attitude.

Now sit down.

You're out of the game. Sit!

Ashley, check in for Nicky.

Red team, come here. Let's go. Black team, let's go.

Everybody, now play hard, play good defense. Come on.

Teamwork on three. Ready? One, two, three!

ALL: Teamwork!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Nice footwork on the 3-pointer.

Maybe you should take up ballet.

Maybe you should check the scoreboard.

You're down by 10.

Plenty of time left.

Ball! Ball!

(GRUNTS)

Here! Here!

Heather Burge continues her dominance inside.

She is on fire!

ALL: Yeah!

Yeah.

ANNOUNCER: And with time running down,

Heather Burge puts the red team up by two points.

Ten seconds left to go.

Madison Stricklin bringing the ball down.

Burge on Burge, sister on sister.

This is it!

(GRUNTS)

Think again, little sister!

Heather Burge blocks the ball!

The game is over!

All right! That's my girl!

So is the other one.

(CHEERING AND WHOOPING)

CROWD: Woop, woop, woop, woop!

(LAUGHING)

That was terrific.

You were great out there.

Hey. Oh, it's okay, baby.

You were great.

You played a good game.

Hey, Heidi, great shooting out there!

Great game. Let's go.

Come on.

There she is. Our starting shooting guard,

which makes me happy because that means

she won't be on the bench bugging me.

Madison Stricklin.

(AUDIENCE CHEERS AND APPLAUDS)

Our starting point guard,

Last year's MVP,

Nicky Williams.

-GIRL: Come on, Nicky! -BOY: Nicky, you rock!

Where have you been?

I had to take care of a little records problem.

At forward, a newcomer to the game,

but we're expecting awesome things from her,

Heidi Burge.

(CHEERING)

And finally, starting at center,

one of the best players to come along in years

here at P.V, Heather Burge.

(BRASS BAND BEGINS TO PLAY)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

CROWD: Heather! Heather! Heather!

(LAUGHS)

-(BAND CONTINUES) -(CHEERING CONTINUES)

Just one more week. Please.

I trusted you with two weeks, Mr. Burge.

Apparently, you felt no interest in complying with that.

I'm going to send the girls' transcripts

to a school in your district

with a recommendation that they be enrolled immediately.

If anybody has any questions,

have them give me a call.

Look, Mr. Jensen, I'm sorry.

All right? I blew it.

I should've looked harder.

Please don't penalize my daughters for my screw-up.

They like it here. They're... (SIGHS)

...doing well here.

Please.

All right.

Find something before the Christmas holidays

or don't come back after the break.

Thank you.

Mr. Burge.

This time, I'll be checking up on you myself.

Count on it.

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

Well...

(SIGHS)

(BALL CRASHING INTO PINS)

(SIGN SQUEAKING)

LARRY: See? You make a right at the bowling alley,

and, uh, then we're home.

Well, this is it.

HEIDI: Sandy sore?

Great. We're moving into an infected wound.

Oh, the "h" is missing. It's Sandy's Shore.

Just give it a chance.

(TRAFFIC NOISE)

Looks a lot better inside. Come on in.

Oh, mom.

Come on, you guys.

You know, the girls haven't spoken to me

since we stopped unloading.

And that surprises you?

Look, I'm gonna miss our old house as much as you are.

But we're not gonna be able to find that

in this school district. Not for what we can afford.

I could use a little support here, Mary.

It's not the house.

We could live in a box for all I care,

as long as my family is happy.

And clearly, that is not the case.

So, if you want my support, do something about it.

I was only thinking about the girls' future.

Would you stop with the future for once?

Now, I am always there for them, Mary.

Yes, you are always there for them

as a coach, as a cheerleader.

As all the things they already have.

They could use a little more father.

(SIGHS) So, what am I supposed to do, Mary?

Apologize for pointing them in the right direction?

They have got opportunities here.

They have opportunities that most kids only dream about.

(SIGHS) Maybe it's not their dream.

Maybe it's only yours.

HEIDI: I finished unpacking all my stuff.

There wasn't really room for all of it, though,

so, uh, I had to get rid of your bed.

I hope you don't mind.

-I'm sorry. -For what?

For lying to Nicky.

Maybe we'd still be in our old house, in our own rooms.

The school would have found out sooner or later.

And, um...

Mom told me that you didn't have anything to do

with the basketball thing, either.

That it was all dad's idea,

So, I guess I owe you an apology for that, too.

Hm, you think?

I said I was sorry.

You know...

I knew how much you wanted to be in that play,

and I never would have done anything to mess that up.

I know that now.

You should've known it then.

I may wanna clock you now and again,

but you're still my sister.

Not to mention... my best friend.

Thanks.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm gonna go see if Mom needs help in the kitchen.

I'll play you for it.

-For what? -The bed.

You said you got rid of mine, so that means there's one left.

Oh, like, this is fair. Me against miss basketball star?

Once second best, always second best.

It's not like it's your fault.

Let's go.

-Oh! -Oh!

Unbelievable. I bet you can't do that again.

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah. (PANTING)

What is it with that weird foot thing anyway?

It's my version of the Ali shuffle.

-Okay. -Now you see it...

Now you get knocked out.

-Face! -Strut while you can.

-Uh-huh, uh-huh. -HEATHER: Woo!

HEIDI: All right, all right.

HEIDI: Shoot it!

HEATHER: Oh!

(HEIDI AND HEATHER GIGGLING)

HEATHER: Let's get a ball.

-That's good, yeah? -Yep.

Hey, there they are.

Well, if it isn't the Redondo hillbillies.

I'm surprised to see you're still around.

Get used to it. We moved.

Oh, well. There goes the neighborhood.

Don't worry about it. Just work on our game.

Look, guys, this is bogus.

Teammates don't do this to each other.

I mean, so what if we're not rich like you guys?

(SCOFFS)

It's got nothing to do with that.

You lied to us. Teammates don't do that, either.

-I'm sorry. -Don't be.

Let's play some basketball.

Come on, Nicky. Pass the ball now.

Keep movin'. Get it. Get open, Heidi.

Heather, get open. Come on, look inside, Madison.

Sharp passes.

Look inside. Nicky, come on!

-GIRL: Come on, Nicky! -Nicky, what are you doin'?

Heidi's on your team.

Come on, girls, let's go!

Teamwork. Pass the ball, Nicky. Come on!

I know you're a good dribbler.

Show me you can pass the ball.

Oh, fine. Madison, what are you doing out there?

Come on, move the ball. Heidi, you, too.

Heather... Nicky! Get your head in the game.

♪ Come on dribble, shoot, shoot Take that ball to the hoop... ♪

Now, it's not just you two girls.

Heidi... Heather... Nicky... everybody...

Move the ball.

Work down low. That's it! Come on.

I'm open! Nicky!

Nicky! Nicky!

Nick! Nicky, pass...

No!

-(WHISTLE BLOWS) -Nicky! Argh!

You're bright girls.

Who can tell me the definition of that word?

Madison, put your hand down.

(LAUGHING)

COACH: Look, you girls have no idea what it means

to play like a team.

You're playing this stupid game of keep away from the twins,

so, naturally, they're ignoring you. And you, Nicky...

Nicky, you're runnin' around firing off these wild shots

like you're Wylie Earp in tennis shoes.

Wyatt Earp. His first name is Wyatt.

-(GIRLS LAUGHING) -Wyatt, Wylie, who cares?

You know, I've got half a mind to just tear up that invitation.

What invitation?

We got invited to this big tournament.

What they saw in you guys, don't know.

But you know what? It doesn't matter.

We would've had to spend Christmas in New York and...

-What? -New York!

New York!

I'll just tell 'em no. I'll just tell 'em we can't make it.

Wait! Wait! Maybe we ought to think about this.

You know, I can't do this to you girls.

It'd be like throwing you to the lions.

ALL: Come on! No! Come on!

Some of the best teams in the country'll be there,

and they'll eat you for dinner

if you can't learn to play together.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Come on, you guys. Come on. We can do this.

You girls are willing to learn to play together like a team?

ALL: Yeah.

-I guess. -To go to New York.

-For New York. -Come on, let's do this!

All right. Okay, okay, okay.

But here's the deal. It's not a free ride.

You're gonna have to pay some of your own way.

Are we all in?

Not a problem for us.

What about you guys?

Looks like we're goin' to New York.

-How much? -Fifty bucks.

-That's great, -But we're still ¤20 short.

I don't know what else to do.

Dad already said he wasn't gonna spot us anymore.

We've hit up every place in town for donation.

Hmm.

Maybe not every place.

-(GIGGLES) -What are you talking about?

(CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SHOES TAPPING)

-Not bad. -I wish I could disappear.

Hey, you want to go to New York, right?

Yeah, but I just don't...

Thank you.

AIRPORT ANNOUNCER: Flight 1220.

Final boarding call for 1220, gate 23.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

AIRPORT ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

we're now ready to board our passengers

for flight 920 to New York city.

First class will be boarding immediately.

(WOMAN SNEEZING LOUDLY)

Excuse me. It's just my allergies.

See you on the plane.

I'll wave from first class.

I hope she's not sittin' next to you know who.

Oh, she's gotta be. I mean, there's only,

-like, eight seats up there. -What?

That poor lady's eaten up with something.

Yeah, apparently, it's, like, super contagious.

We heard her talking to the agent.

But don't worry. If you get it,

there's a shot for everything these days.

Have a nice flight.

A shot? I hate shots.

All right, that's it.

I'm cashing this baby in for coach.

(LAUGHING)

-(CROWD BUSTLING) -(BRASS BAND PLAYING)

Come on back. Nicky, trap her, trap her. Now!

Heather, rotate! Come on! Come on, Heather!

(WHOOPING AND CHEERING)

(ALL CHEERING)

Defense! Get back on defense.

The game's on the floor, Nicky!

-(BUZZER SOUNDS) -(CROWD CHEERING)

(BRASS BAND PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

on behalf of the East Coast prep holiday tournament,

I'd like to thank all our participants

and say congratulations to our new champions,

the Crusaders from St. Lazarus Academy.

Chins up. We beat a lot of good teams this week.

We just didn't have enough to win it all.

We played good, but I know you can play better.

Come on, now.

Hey, I'm proud of all of you.

-Coach, congratulations. -Thank you.

Your team played their hearts out.

We look forward to seeing 'em in the future.

-Thank you. -For the first time

in the history of the tournament,

the most valuable player award

goes to a player not on the winning team.

Congratulations, Heather.

Good job, Heather.

Hey, good tournament, all of you.

Good job.

(HAND BELL RINGING)

MAN AS SANTA: Ho ho ho ho!

Thank you, merry Christmas!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey! I got you some food. Let's go!

Okay, I'll be there in a minute.

("THE NUTCRACKER" THEME PLAYS.)

Heidi!

-Zoe! -Hey!

What are you doing here?

We just got done with the tournament.

What are you doing here?

Oh, we spend every Christmas here.

My mom is as freaked out about theater as me.

You ought to see this while you're here. It's awesome.

(SIGHS) I wish.

We're leaving for the airport, though, in a minute.

We just stopped to get some food.

Oh. You know, the play turned out ok...

Wizard of Oz...

Other than the fact that the tin man costume

swallowed Marvin.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh, I should get going though. The bus is waiting.

-Yeah, okay. -Okay. Bye.

See ya. Oh, Heidi!

Um, there's gonna be an awesome drama camp this summer.

You oughta think about it. I mean, you're really good!

-(CHUCKLES) Okay. -Okay. Cool.

-See you at school. -Bye.

There they are.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

That's a nice piece of hardware.

-Merry Christmas, sweetheart. -Merry Christmas, mom.

M.V.P. Now the scouts are gonna pay attention to that.

So, how'd we do?

We came in second.

-That's not bad. -Where's my dad?

Uh, he's still in Chicago,

but he asked me to tell you

that he sure is sorry he couldn't be here.

I'll... go get your bags and be right back.

Hey.

-Come on. -No. Uh-uh.

We'll be right back.

-What? -Wait. What about the bags?

Dad knows which ones they are. We'll just be a second.

Okay, before we run off

and do our little girl scout good deed of the day,

-can I remind you of something? -What?

-She turned us in. -So?

So she's not exactly on my Christmas list.

Okay, I liked you a lot better

when you didn't show your soft side.

Hey.

What's the deal with your dad?

Just leave me alone, okay?

We can do that.

See, I told you it was a waste of time.

Merry Christmas, Nicky.

He's in Chicago...

on business.

Surprise, surprise.

There goes another Christmas.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too.

Look...

I'm the one that should be saying that.

I've been riding you guys pretty hard.

I guess I just got a little crazy

when I wasn't the "star of the team" anymore.

You know, we know this place

that serves a late-night Christmas dinner.

Wanna join us?

I don't know.

Ready, Nicky?

Beats going home to an empty mansion.

You want to take a limo?

It's paid for.

-Cool. -Cool.

(TOASTER HISSES)

NICKY: I think that's yours.

What are these things?

Dad's infamous bacon, bean and cheese sandwiches.

They're a holiday tradition.

Yeah, I told you the food was awful.

Don't even ask me for the recipe,

'cause I'm takin' it with me to the grave.

Where it belongs.

Okay, who's ready for another one?

No. Sorry, dad. Big stretch run,

second half of the season.

Yeah, don't want to get too beefy.

In fact, I say we work off dinner with some hoops.

It's one o'clock in the morning!

Which shows what committed players we are.

Yeah, committed to not barfing.

(ALL GIGGLING)

Well, what do you think? You want to clean the kitchen?

-Okay. -Okay.

-Maybe they ate on the plane. -Yeah, maybe.

Yes! You go, girl.

You guys are unbelievably lucky to live here. You know that?

Yeah, why would we want to live in a palace like yours

when we've got this great garden spot?

NICKY: Because you've got a mom who cares

and a dad who's more interested in you than his own thing.

Uh, you're catching him on a good day.

Hey, we can talk trade any time.

Come on. Your dad can't be that bad.

NICKY: You're probably right.

I don't see him enough to know for sure.

Ouch.

I don't know.

I just thought that maybe if I was the best on the team

he might wanna stick around some, you know?

Yeah.

Star of a crummy high-school team.

No wonder he doesn't give a rip.

I wouldn't say we're crummy.

I think you're missing the point.

Do you guys know it's one o'clock in the morning?

(GASPS) Galen Alderman.

You live here?

And sleep here when people aren't keeping me awake.

-Merry Christmas to us. -That's it. I'm movin' in.

(GIGGLING)

Don't tell anyone,

but I borrowed this from the sign out front.

The mysterious missing "h."

You guys just finished a tournament, right?

Yeah. We lost in the finals.

I'm not surprised.

I've seen some of your games.

You guys don't play much like a team.

You sound like our coach.

Well, we're getting along a lot better now.

Yeah, well, I can give you some pointers if you want.

We don't want to keep you awake.

The heck we don't.

Well, I'm up now.

For starters,

you gotta knock out the screwy shots, Nicky.

-Excuse me? -You're a passer,

like Magic Johnson.

Magic... I like that.

Okay...

You're gonna set up here.

And, you guys, what's up with this freaky twin thing?

BOTH: What freaky twin thing?

Like, where one of you passes the ball

in the middle of nowhere, and then all of a sudden

the other one shows up.

I think it's pretty cool.

(GIGGLES NERVOUSLY)

All right, Heather. You're gonna set up underneath.

And you're... you're gonna set up here.

Here?

No, no, no.

Here.

I'm sorry. Here?

No. Here.

Just get set.

All right, three passes and then you can shoot.

NICKY: Okay.

Here we go.

NICKY: Ball, Heidi, ball.

HEATHER: Oh!

-NICKY: What? -GALEN: All right.

-HEIDI: Go, go, go! -NICKY: Defense, defense!

GALEN: Pass it! Shoot, shoot!

Pass it, pass it! All right.

(GALEN LAUGHS)

Hey, that's a foul. Come on.

Better pass it! Better pass it!

Oh, you better shoot.

NICKY: Nice, good shot.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Play some defense now, girls.

Come on, Heidi. Shut her down.

Stay on 'em.

Here we go. Here we go.

Come on, let's go!

The other way! Get up court!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yes! Good job!

Yeah!

You're making it too easy. Come on, now, let's go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Nicky, watch your passes. Run the offense.

(WHOOPING)

Heidi, good job.

(CHEERING)

Heidi's got a hot hand. Get inside to Heidi.

Heidi, go to work!

-Yes! -Good! Good job, Heidi. Right!

Way to go, Heidi.

Great. Awesome.

Last shot. One more, Nicky.

All right, now, work it to Heather.

Give it to your money player. Let's go!

Shoot, shoot!

(GROANS)

(ALL CHEERING)

-(WHISTLE BLOWS) -Time out! Time out!

Time out, white.

Are you watching the same game?

-You saw her go over her back! -Take it easy, Coach.

Come on. You can't rob our kids

-on our home court. -I'm warning you. Just...

You know what? Two seconds left on the clock,

you gotta have the guts to make that call

or you shouldn't be wearing that shirt!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

-That's a technical! Two shots! -What? Are you kidding me?

I can't believe she just did that.

God!

Come on. Huddle up. Get in here.

Listen up.

This coach is tryin' her best to gift-wrap this game for us.

Now, I don't want to go into overtime.

I want to win it right now,

-So we go with our best. -I'll make it, coach.

Not so fast, Heather.

Heidi, you're gonna take the free throws.

-Me? -COACH: Now listen.

After Heidi makes the free throws, we get the ball back.

Now, Nicky, you take it out, inbound it to Heidi.

Heidi, you hang onto that ball.

Two seconds, just two seconds.

Make them foul you. You understand?

-Yeah. -Okay, good. Come on, girls.

Get in here.

Okay, Sea Kings on three. Ready?

-One, two, three... -Sea Kings!

-GIRL 1: Heidi, let's go, Heidi. -GIRL 2: Come on, let's go.

GIRL 3: Come on, you got it.

-Let's win this, okay? -(EXHALES)

(DRUMS START TO PLAY)

What? Come on, Heidi.

No, no, no. She's not ready for this.

Let Heather shoot. She's the money player.

She's carried this team the whole season.

You're right, but right now it's Heidi with the hot hand,

and you got a hot head, so go back in the bleachers

and cool down. Go sit down.

Look, I know ten big-time programs

that are sending people to the finals

expecting to see my daughters in uniform.

Do not blow this.

-(CROWD CHEERING) -(AIR HORN SOUNDS)

(CHANTING) Heidi! Heidi!

Heidi! Heidi! Heidi!

Heidi! Heidi! Heidi!

Heidi! Heidi! Heidi!

Heidi! Heidi!

Drain it, kid.

MADISON: You can do it.

Heidi! Heidi! Heidi!

(EXHALES)

(BOUNCES BALL)

(CROWD CHEERS)

It's okay.

Come on, Heidi! Come on, Heidi. You can make it.

You'll get this one.

This one's going in.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Yes!

(CROWD CHEERS WILDLY)

See, I told you.

All right, ladies. Let's go!

Let 'em out! Take it out!

-Foul! Foul! Foul! -(BUZZER SOUNDS)

(CROWD CHEERING WILDLY)

It was great.

You were great, great!

Baby.

-Coach, played a good game. -Thank you.

Oh, baby.

LARRY: I gotta tell you, I had my doubts,

but you really showed me something out there.

You were great! You both were.

I told you. This is where your future is.

-Game. I'm done. -Gimme the ball.

Come on, Heather. We've been at this for two hours.

Galen, give me the ball.

GALEN: This is crazy. You're gonna wear yourself out

-before the finals. -Nobody's making you stay.

GALEN: Would you listen to me for a second?

Just play.

(GRUNTS)

(WHOOPING)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMS)

GALEN: Heather, are you okay?

(HEATHER CRYING)

MARY: Heather!

I didn't mean to. I just couldn't get her attention.

No, no. Galen, it's not your fault.

Oh, honey, we've gotta get you upstairs.

It's already swelling. Help me get her up.

Come on. All right, baby. Come on.

(HEATHER CRYING)

All the scouts were coming to the game tomorrow.

-It's okay, sweetheart. -No, it's not okay.

Dad's gonna be really mad. I know he is.

Heather, what happened?

I'm sorry, dad. I'm so sorry.

I blew it. I really blew it.

I'm sorry.

Oh, no, Heather, it's...

-Hey. -Hey.

-How you feeling? -Stupid.

I meant the ankle.

You know, you played a good game.

Not good enough.

MARY: The scoreboard said you won...

Unless you're keeping score a different way.

Are you?

It's not fair, mom.

Basketball was supposed to be my thing.

So, she had a better night.

She's a better player.

Now, I'm not sure that's true, honey.

But even if it were,

there's always gonna be someone better,

whether it's Heidi or somebody else.

(SIGHS)

For me, it was Emily Nybo.

I swam against her at the nationals.

All year long, I was the best in my conference

and she was the best in hers.

That day, we were gonna find out who was the best in the country.

And?

And...

she beat me by about 103 yards.

(LAUGHS)

I was really disappointed,

but it didn't mean I wasn't good.

And even though I didn't win,

I still loved to swim.

-Do you like to play basketball? -Yeah. I love it.

It's a blast.

Then play for that reason,

not because you think you need to be better than your sister,

or because you have to live up to

what your father wants you to do.

Play because it makes you happy.

Play... because you love it.

But you quit.

If you loved swimming so much, how come you stopped?

Because I found something I loved more.

Being a mom.

I love you.

(SIGHS)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Long Beach arena.

Today's league championship match-up

has the Bixby Coast Panthers

taking on the Palos Verdes Sea Kings.

Now, the question on everyone's mind

is how will Palos Verdes match up

without their center and star player, Heather Burge.

Heather is side-lined with an ankle injury,

which has got to be a crushing blow

-to the Sea Kings. -Okay, guys, let's go. Lay-up.

And no one's really sure what adjustments

Coach Yoshida has actually made

to take on this powerful Bixby offense.

Check that out. Coach is talking to the scouts.

Too bad they won't see you play.

Knock it off. I already feel bad enough

for letting the team down.

You're just gonna have to carry us this time.

You can do it.

-So get out there. -You got it.

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your starting line-up

for the Bixby Coast Panthers.

At point guard, Hayley Dunham.

(CHEERING)

And finally, starting in the middle

for the Palos Verdes Sea Kings,

at 6-feet-one, she's a freshman...

Number 21,

Heidi Burge!

GIRL: Go, Heidi! Woo!

GIRL 2: Go, Heidi!

(CHEERING)

(GIRLS CHANTING) Go, go, go, go!

One, two, three. Sea Kings!

Bixby! Bixby! Bixby Coast!

ANNOUNCER: The anticipation has been mounting...

-I need my centers right here. -Yeah!

...getting ready for the tip off.

ANNOUNCER: The girls take their place...

Okay, ladies, let's get ready to jump.

ANNOUNCER: The ball's up in the air,

and Nicky Williams takes control of the ball.

Here we go!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Heidi Burge takes it inside and scores!

(CROWD CHEERING)

-Go, go, go! -Heidi, box out!

Hurry up, Catherine. Come on, Nicky.

Here we go! Here we go!

ANNOUNCER: The ball's up,

and sinks two more for Palos Verdes.

CROWD: (CHANTING) Defense! Defense! Defense!

Make sure you're on 21!

She's killing us. Keep going!

(BAND DRUMMING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Number 21, Heidi Burge, from outside!

Defense! Defense!

Play hard!

ANNOUNCER: Eleven, Candy Shane,

has control of the ball, takes a shot, no good!

The ball goes to Palos Verdes.

Pick it up! Pass it to Nicky! Come on!

Get it! Go! Go!

Way to go.

Bixby puts the double team on number 21, Heidi Burge.

Palos Verdes tries to force it inside to Heidi Burge

and commits to another turnover.

Hayley Dunham with that steal. She drives it in,

lays it up, it's good!

Two points!

BIXBY COACH: Nice job, nice job.

Hey, ref, she's getting hit every time down.

Now, come on!

Don't swallow your whistle on me.

ANNOUNCER: And Candy Shane from outside!

Who's got number 11?

-Girls! -ANNOUNCER: Bixby comes up

with another turnover and... beautiful pass to Dunham.

It's up and it's good!

Tomika, play some defense!

Heidi, get in there!

That double team on Heidi Burge has just shut down Palos Verdes.

Candy Shane blocks the shot, and Bixby comes up with it.

Three points, Bixby!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Time-out, Palos Verdes!

This Panther team is just forging ahead

of the Sea Kings right now.

They're killing us.

Then put a shot up now and then.

I can't! They're all over me.

Come on. We've gotta figure out how to get Heidi open.

-If we don't, we're fried. -Listen up, girls.

They're doing a good job of shutting down Heidi.

They're coming across this weak side double,

so that means that somebody has to be open.

Okay, now you girls are gonna have to step up

and hit your open shot.

(CHEERLEADERS CHANTING) Let's go, Bixby, let's go!

Oh, my God...

Come on.

We're still in the game, girls. We can do this. Let's go.

Guess who finally showed up?

HEATHER: I told you he'd be hanging out with some scout.

That's no scout. That's my dad.

-(CROWD CHEERING) -(BAND PLAYING)

COACH: Come on, girls. Get in here.

Sea Kings on three. Ready?

One, two, three...

Sea Kings!

Let's go team!

(CHEERING)

Yeah! Yeah!

CROWD: (CHANTING) Defense! Defense! Defense!

ANNOUNCER: Nicky Williams with the steal!

Oh, come on. Hang on to the ball.

Attagirl!

CROWD: (CHANTING) Defense! Defense!

-That's it! That's it! -That's what I'm talking about!

-(BAND PLAYING) -(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: And Tomika Hardy with the steal Sea Kings ball.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Yeah! All right!

ANNOUNCER: What fire has got under number 11 Nicky Williams?

She is on fire!

Heidi Burge steals the ball

and takes it the whole other way.

Two points, Palos Verdes!

This is exactly what teamwork does.

Nicky and Heidi are bringing their team back from behind.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Right now, these two teams are just dead even.

CHEERLEADERS: Defense!

Know where 21 is!

Yeah!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Go!

ANNOUNCER: 52-48. It's Bixby by 4.

Twenty-four seconds left in this game.

Rebound!

(GRUNTS, CRIES)

(CROWD GROANS)

-(WHISTLE BLOWS) -Foul, 42!

ANNOUNCER: That basket counts, and the foul.

REFEREE: One-minute injury time-out...

-Are you okay? -My left arm is numb.

ANNOUNCER: Time-out, Palos Verdes.

You all right?

ANNOUNCER: Nicky Williams down with an injury.

Let's just hope she can stay in this game.

She's being helped off the court.

Looks like she may have injured her left arm.

Let's hope it's not too serious.

If she can't go, coach, we need another foul shooter.

But that means she's out.

Okay.

-(CHEERLEADER CHANTING) -(CROWD CHEERING)

-What do you think, Nick? -I don't know.

Can you stay in?

I can do it...

if you don't mind a one-armed player.

Coach, stall as long as you can.

What are you talking about?

Heather, where are you going?

(BAND DRUMMING)

Okay.

Okay, listen up, girls. This is what we're gonna do.

After Nicky makes the free throw,

we still gotta get the ball back.

We gotta force the turnover.

Then, we'll call a quick time-out, okay?

-Everybody clear? -ALL: Yeah.

Let's do it. Let's go.

Sea Kings on three. Ready?

-One, two, three... -ALL: Sea Kings!

-GIRL 1: All right, let's go. -GIRL 2: Let's go, come on!

(CHEERING)

Do it for dad.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: That free throw makes this a one-point game.

Bixby inbounds the ball.

Help out! Help out!

ANNOUNCER: Palos Verdes with the steal!

-Time-out! Time-out! -COACH: Time-out! Time-out!

Good job, girls. Come on. Get in here.

(TRUMPET SOUNDS)

ANNOUNCER: Looks like there's gonna be time

for just one more play.

Okay, look.

We're down by one.

We've got seven seconds left.

That's enough time for one last shot.

(PANTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

-(CROWD CHEERING) -(AIR HORNS SOUND)

(CROWD QUIETENS)

-You've played your hearts out. -NICKY: Heidi, look.

All I'm asking for...

Heather! Heather!

ALL GIRLS: (CHANTING) Heather! Heather!

Heather! Heather!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(CHEERING WILDLY)

CROWD: (CHANTING) Heather! Heather! Heather!

Hey, don't worry about her. She can't hurt us.

What do you think you're doing?

Everybody in the building knows

they're getting you the ball for the last shot.

They're gonna have defenders all over you.

Let's put me in, coach.

That's a good idea, but you can't even walk,

-let alone, a jump shot. -I don't have to shoot.

I'll be a decoy.

Maybe I can even pull a few defenders off Heidi.

You know what? This just might work.

All right, listen up. This is what we're gonna do.

Okay, Madison,

you inbound the ball. Get it to Nicky.

Nicky, you work it round to Heather at the high post.

Now, Heather, if they come out and guard you,

you hit the open player.

If they don't, you have to take the shot.

Okay?

Now come on, girls. We can do this. Let's win this thing.

Let's go. Come on, now. On three. Ready?

One, two, three...

ALL: Sea Kings win!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Come on, girls. Let's go!

Number 30 can't hurt us! Stay on 21! Yeah!

ANNOUNCER: The big question on everyone's mind right now,

do they have enough momentum to take this ball game?

(WINCING)

ANNOUNCER: And it's Madison Stricklin

inbounds to Nicky Williams.

Heather seems content to just hang on to the ball.

(IN SLOW MOTION) Heather, shoot!

Go! Heather, go! Shoot!

Pick her up! Pick her up!

(HEATHER PANTING)

-Shoot! -Heather, shoot!

(GRUNTS)

-(BUZZER SOUNDS) -(CROWD CHEERING)

(ANNOUNCER SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)

Palos Verdes win 53-52! What an incredible finish!

Palos Verdes is now the new champion!

Nice footwork out there. Maybe you should take up ballet.

Maybe you should check the scoreboard. We won!

(LAUGHING)

(ALL CHEERING)

LARRY: There they are!

Oh, my twins...

I am so incredibly proud of you.

-We both are. -BOTH: Thanks.

We did it, dad! We did it.

You were great, honey.

Thanks. Oh, I'm so glad you're here.

What turned him around?

I don't know. (CHUCKLES)

But I owe both of you an apology, um...

Heather, I shouldn't have put so much pressure on you.

And Heidi, I shouldn't have made you go out for the team.

You're right.

BOTH: But we're glad you did. (LAUGHING)

-LARRY: Let's go order a pizza. -Excuse me a second.

Mr. Burge? Just curious.

Who do you think is the money player now?

Well, it looks like I've got two money players here.

I'm sorry I got so hot-headed before.

Tell you what, just don't move until they graduate,

and we'll call it even, okay?

-That's a deal. -Hey, you oughta think about

getting them into some basketball camps this summer.

Your girls have a big future.

Oh, yeah. Gonna play college ball.

Maybe more.

There's talk of a woman's pro league.

A pro league?

BOTH: Dad?

Okay, okay. There's plenty of time

to think about the future later. Tonight we're gonna celebrate.

-HEATHER: Yeah! -HEIDI: Woohoo!

LARRY: Besides, Heidi, I think you've already got plans

for the summer, don't you?

HEIDI: I do.

HEIDI: Yeah. Something about a drama camp.

(BOTH GIRLS GIGGLE)

LARRY: You know anything about that?

(FIREWORKS WHISTLE AND BANG)

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

(BOTH GIGGLE)

Lace 'em up, big sis. Gonna be a long night for you.

I don't think so.

Once second best, always second best.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

♪ Dribble, dribble, shoot shoot

♪ Take that ball to the hoop, hoop ♪