(Latin rap music playing)
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ANNOUNCER:
...B boys and B girls,
hustlers, ballers
and shot callers,
welcome to the Women's
Championship finals.
It's gonna be an exciting event,
so trust me,
you don't want to miss this one.
Forget about the last play.
Focus on the next.
Nervous?
Dying.
Never make
the same mental mistake twice.
How long before game time?
Four hours.
(speaking Spanish)
Don't get it twisted.
This is not a game.
Be vocal, be ready,
be aggressive.
And be on time.
I'm ready, Ma.
Come on, girl.
We got to get to the game.
Is that Gabby?
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Ladies, that's a what?
A mess.
A mess.
So over it.
Sorry, chola,
Lauren had
them first.
Better to be achola
than a fake-ass wannabe.
That's the last pair I have,
I'm afraid.
I got plastic.
Cash spends faster.
Can't y'all cut it in half?
You wear one half?
You ain't got that much butt.
Come on!
I gotta go get some help!
LAILA ALI:
You guys are killing
Tommy Trojan.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Laila Ali--
this is crazy.
What are you
doing here.
Well, I'm recruiting
for SC now.
I knew you were
a great boxer,
but I didn't know you
could play volleyball.
Are you kidding?
her senior year.
First team All Pac-10.
First team All Pac-10.
She was the
captain of SC,
which is like the Harvard
of college volleyball.
I mean, you were so good.
Youareso good.
Thank you.
Suckass.
So how many
scholarships you think
they'll be giving
away next year?
I'm not really supposed to say.
Just one.
But look,
I'll tell you what.
Whoever wins the finals tonight
gets the sacred shorts. Deal?
ALL:
Deal.
ALI:
Okay, so play hard,
play for each other
and play for the butt shorts.
And remember,
volleyball, boxing,
it's all about the footwork.
Are y'all ready?!
(cheering)
(rapping rapidly)
Backwards:
(rapping backwards)
Ladies and gentlemen,
now the main event.
The final matchup of State
Volleyball Championship.
Here from the Palos Verdes
peninsula,
a sports powerhouse,
from Villa Madonna Academy,
the Madonnas!
And from the heart of L.A.,
a school that has produced
college athletes,
a cornerstone
in the world of volleyball
and the Cinderella story
of this year's tournament,
please welcome
Las Chicas Bonitas,
Mexicanas y Boriquas,
the Phantoms
from Cathedral High!
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Gabby Espinosa boxing about!
Ready to knock 'em out tonight,
folks!
Whoo!
These two cross-town rivals
like each other about as much
as 50 Cent likes Fat Joe.
And trust me when I say you want
to fasten on your seat belts,
because it's about
to get bananas.
Get going, baby!
Come on, Gabby!
It's on you!
(crowd cheers)
GIRLS:
(rap music plays)
ANNOUNCER:
All right, baby.
Check it out, man.
Now, down by two games
at the top,
the Phantoms have battled back--
scraping their way
towards their first
state championship title
in an amazing comeback story.
Come on, Gabby.
It's all you, baby.
Ladies, you're doing
great out there.
Number 7 is killing us.
She's scoring.
We need to close
this seam.
Down 13-11.
Can't give up now.
COACH:
One, two, three, kick ass.
One, two, three...
TEAM:
Kick ass!
Madonnas on three.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
ALL:
Madonnas!
Come on, my little angel.
Come on!
Make Daddy proud!
ANNOUNCER:
Getting ready to pump it up.
Come on, Becca, you got it.
You got it! Come on!
Go, go, go, go, go!
(whistle blows)
Mark it down, mamacita!
The Phantoms move ahead.
Now just one point away
from a state championship.
Whoo! Whoo!
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout!
(speaking in Spanish)
(announcer speaking Spanish)
Cathedral High is looking
more and more like
the little school that could.
Come on!
TEAM:
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Check it. Her fat ass
is hangin' out her spandex.
(laughs)
Let's go.
Lauren!
Baby, listen to me.
her left side.
You can beat her left
side every single time.
And you don't let
that trash talk
get inside your head, okay?
Stay a star, okay? Love you.
Brendan, You pound those guys
deep on the baseline.
I've got it.
They are so weak.
Last I checked,
I was the coach.
Got it.
ANNOUNCER:
Oh! Lefty looks like she just
got hit by a Mack truck!
Way to go, Lauren!
ANNOUNCER:
What a beautiful spike
by Lauren McDonald
who leads this match
with 18 kills.
Somebody call her Charles Manson
because she's murdering them
tonight, folks!
Is that all you got, gringa?
Let's find out.
ANNOUNCER:
Point goes to Villa Madonna
and it's desperation time now.
They need every point
just to stay alive.
The Phantoms are just one side
away from a championship.
I got it! I got it!
ANNOUNCER:
Keeps it alive.
Setting up for another spike.
Oh, it's blocked.
They save it.
What an incredible
over-the-back shot!
Called for it. It's in the air.
Lauren McDonald keeps it in. Oh!
Oh, another block
and it's going out of bounds.
But Espinosa's there.
She called for it, gets it.
Oh, but it's not enough.
The point goes to the Madonnas.
It's still a one point game,
but if Villa Madonna loses
any rally, it's over.
It's okay, Momi. It's okay.
(crowd sound fades,
heart beating)
(exhales)
ANNOUNCER:
It's a rocket.
Oh, but it's out of bounds.
Cathedral High wins!
Incredible!
When they write a book on this,
they're sure to call it an epic.
This is like watching
Antonio Montana inScarface.
It's incredible, man!
Incredible!
At least she played well.
Look, she blew match point.
So whatever you say to her,
don't patronize her.
it's just gonna
make her feel worse.
ANNOUNCER:
And the winner
of the State 18-and-under
Volleyball Championship
from Los Angeles, California--
Cathedral High!
For those of you
who don't speak any English...
(repeats in Spanish)
Did you see me?
Oh, Momi, you were just
flying all over the place.
You were spiking, you were
blocking, you were serving.
Oh, my God. You see?
You remember last night?
You were so worried about
being bad or being good.
Look at the wolf.
Everybody thinks
he's the villain,
but in reality, he blew
and blew and blew...
And got through the wall.
And that was me?
That was you.
That was me out there?
And not just about winning,
but about the feeling
you're feeling right now.
It's the best feeling
ever, Papi.
I swear it is. Thanks, Daddy.
Now, let's go home.
Gimmiecaballito,please.
Oh,caballitofor you
and everything you want.
Number One.
Number One.
Number One.
You guys go on--
I'm just gonna go home
and watch some game film
and crawl inside my covers.
Looks like money can't buy
everything, girls.
Yeah, like
championship trophies.
(sarcastic laughs)
Bring those butt shorts
back next year.
They look about my size.
They really do. Next year
belongs to us.
How's that feel?
It feels good.
I'm feeling it.
How you feeling Rada?
Hey, yo! Let's do it, man.
? Summer days
just sitting around ?
? But when the sun goes down ?
? I'll be ready to party... ?
You looking at my cards?
(girls laugh)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Hope you guys are
better firefighters
than you are
card players.
La Rosa!
So, I heard y'all been really
kicking some butt out there.
You ain't know?
You need to ask somebody.
We beat the Madonnas
three times.
I told you, them girls
ain't got nothing on y'all.
Hey, what's up?
Hey.
Hey.
So, where are the ribs?
Chili's.
And what happened to,
"We'll do the cooking, Rosa"?
Come on, live a little.
Anyway, speaking of
holding things down.
What's up with your
littlePapi Chulo?
He might stop by a little later.
Hmm.
What?
Nothing.
All right, ready?
I just heard he been going to
all the games and stuff.
Of course.
That's my baby.
ROSA:
Okay, the food is ready.
This might
have to be on hold.
'Cause I'm gonna
eat some of that food.
No offense, G.
What's up?
But aren't you a little too
short to play ball in college?
It's never stopped me before.
Never.
Never.
Never.
Never.
Never.
(mild laughter)
The best thing in the world...
the best thing in my life...
is to see you play.
You are my hero,mija.
Papi,that's my line.
(mild laughter)
I have something for you.
I've been saving it.
But I think this is the right
moment to give it to you.
This belonged to your mother.
Last year, I took it
along with me to nationals.
Thank you.
(guitar playing)
ALL:
? Siempre que pintas iglesias ?
? Pintas angelitos bellos ?
? Pero nunca te acordaste ?
? Hey ?
ROSA:
? De pintar ?
? Un angel negro! ?
(applause and cheering)
ROSA:
Where did that come from?
Oh, my God.
Abuela.
This song is a plea
to a painter.
El pintor.
Even though the
Madonna is white,
please paint me the
angels in black.
(giggles)
Okay, I'm feeling
the remix to come on.
Remix!
(guitar playing upbeat song)
? Oh, oh ?
? Yeah, yeah ?
? Pintor, pintor ?
? Pintame, pintame, pintame ?
? Pintame ?
? Oh, oh, oh ?
? Pintame angelitos negros ?
? Angelitos negros ?
Get it, girl!
? Angelitos ?
? Pintame, pintame ?
? Pintame, pintame... ?
RADIO ANNOUNCER:
We now bring you
this late-breaking news report.
A devastating fire has enveloped
the Villa Madonna High School,
home of the Madonnas,
runner-up in the girls'
state volleyball championship.
Hey, that's Lauren
McDonald's school.
And the Madonnas.
What?
How weird is that?
...is still unknown.
How crazy is that?
School is out of session with
students on summer vacation...
Gabby, isn't your dad's
fire station near there?
Yeah, hold up.
That's my dad's territory.
We should go.
We should check it out.
Yo, turn around.
Turn around, Rada.
(sirens wailing)
GABBY:
Yo, Davis!
My dad here?
Where's my dad at?
Yo, where's my dad at?
Gabby, I'm sorry.
How'd you get here?
Who told you?
What do you mean?
I'm sorry.
There's nothing we could do.
What do you mean you're sorry?
Gabby, he's gone.
Hold up, where's my dad?
Gabby, he's gone.
Where's my dad at?!
No! Where's my dad?!
Papi!
Gabby, no.
Wait, let me go get him!
I know he's in there!
He's in there!
Let me go get him, please!
Gabby, listen to me.
Listen to me.
(sobbing)
Papi!
Let me go get him!
Let me go get him!
Please let me go get him!
Let me go get him, please!
Papi!
Gabby...
I want to talk to you.
Will you listen to me?
Si, abuela.
I want you to remember
that you carry
the best of both parents,
your father and your mother,
in your heart, in your character
and in your spine.
You remember that?
(panting)
Oh, my goodness.
Come on, guys, we
need to stretch.
No, we don't. We don't even
have a school anymore.
Yeah, but there's
always public school.
(laughs):
Yeah, right.
Do you all remember
when we thought
public school was cool?
Yeah, when we were, like, five.
But there is one spot
open at Piedmont.
Uh, look around.
There's three of us.
This sucks!
We're gonna wind up going
to different schools
and playing on separate teams.
Yeah, but it doesn't
have to be like that.
We can all go
to Cathedral High.
(laughs)
You must be smoking something
if you think
I'm gonna step foot
into that school.
I have standards.
Says the girl who made out
with her yoga instructor
and shoplifts at Versace.
Oh...
I never did...
one of those things.
(laughs)
Well, you know what? The three
of us could rule that school.
It would be ours.
And it's the only place
that accepts all of us together.
Well, do they have AP courses?
They got
a national championship.
Oh, true.
Yeah. And that's what we need.
All right, so, I guess bottom
line is the only way that we can
all stay together
is if we go to Cathedral High.
No.
Absolutely not.
Wait a minute.
Captain of a national
championship team
will get her a spot
at SC, no problem.
Think about that.
Okay, thought about it.
She's going to Piedmont.
Scholarship at SC's
worth $200,000 bucks.
Which is way more
than she'd ever make
in her entire career
playing professional volleyball.
Mom, I don't care about that.
All I want is to play
on a championship team
with my friends.
Lauren, I know how hard it is
to have your senior year
turned upside down,
but you've got to think
about your future.
Lauren.
Come on, you got
another one in you?
Let's do this.
Oh, Latin boys.
KAITLAN:
I hear they're super romantic.
Oh, he's kind of hot.
Oh.
But so not your type.
Yeah, right.
Welcome to our house, ladies.
It's nice.
A little crowded,
but, you know.
GABBY:
Really?
It wasn't crowded
until you guys got here.
Look, Gabby, we can
do this the easy way,
or we can do this the hard way.
Look, Lauren.
We're gonna do this our way.
See, mama,
this is Phantom territory.
Y'all are just paying rent.
Ew.
KAITLAN:
What a hooker.
Oh, my God, she's giving tongue
before first period.
Ew.
Like you wouldn't go there.
You wouldn't, would you?
I wouldn't.
Ah.
(whispering):
Move it, move it, guys.
Come on.
Yo, come on.
Come on, come
on, come on.
Got to get right
in there.
All right.
Hurry up, yo.
Please tell me you
got to pee, please.
You know, I'm probably
gonna have to spend
an extra two years in...
Shh!
Come on, come on.
Yo, we ain't got all day.
Here.
Oh, that's disgusting.
That is so gross.
Trust me,
it'll be worth it.
Ready?
(liquid pouring)
Come on, come on.
Come on, come on, let's go,
let's go. We out.
(giggling)
As you all know, season opener
starts in two weeks.
GIRL:
Who invited the Barbies?
Ladies, you're late.
Um, we were looking
for a weight room
and we didn't quite find one.
And where's the trainer?
'Cause I need to be
professionally stretched out
so I don't tweak a hamstring.
GABBY:
Coach, can we get someone
in here to do our nails
'cause mine are
looking kinda toe-up?
(girls laugh)
All right, ladies.
Have a seat, lady,
you're late.
Practice starts every day,
the same time.
LAUREN:
Got it.
And we're on time.
Okay.
Take a look around.
There's a lot of talent
on this field.
That's the good news.
The bad news is I only had
one senior last year.
And I can only carry ten.
Some of y'all ain't
gonna be here in six weeks.
Do the math.
Tryouts start right now.
(blowing whistle)
Let's go, move it!
MAN:
That's it. Good work.
COACH:
Hit those cones!
Hit those cones!
Tryout starts right now!
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COACH:
This is not a game!
GIRL:
Coach, me, too?
Yes, you, too!
I want everybody doing push-ups!
How many?
I want
everybody down.
Down!
Down?
Down is down.
The ground.
I want everybody down,
down, down.
(girls whimpering)
When I say up, I want
you up. Down.
(girls chuckle)
You want laps or you want this?
(scattered):
Laps.
All right. I want
a hundred laps.
Give me a hundred laps.
Give me a hundred laps.
Are you kidding me?
(whistle blows)
Huddle up! Huddle up!
Are we done yet?
Are we done yet?
You guys are tired?
You guys are tired?
You want to quit?
ALL:
No.
You guys tired?
ALL:
No!
You want to quit?
No.
Well, I'm tired.
Coach, you take it over.
I'm going to go in.
What?
Letters, letters again.
Let's go.
Smells like the Metro
in Paris in here.
That a good thing?
Girl, haven't you been anywhere?
Yo, let the Madonnas go first.
You know, since, you guys
have a bus to catch and all.
Thank you.
BECCA:
Man, there's not
any hot water.
This place is
so prehistoric.
At least there's soap.
It's pee-pee!
Ugh!
Oh, my God. That is
so disgusting.
(mimicking):
Oh, my God. Like I totally got
like piss all over my hands.
Like, oh, my God.
Don't worry, mama. People's
urine is sanitary.
You want some?
You want some of this?
You know what?
What is up with you?
If our school hadn't
burned down,
we wouldn't be
in this dump.
I can't believe
they would even come up
with something like that.
That's disgusting.
Like who would ever...?
Ugh! Please don't do that again.
That was just wrong.
What is her problem?
I don't know. She's
got an attitude.
We'll adjust it.
Don't worry about it.
God, is Gabby ever
in a good mood?
Cut her some slack.
Her father just died.
He did?
Yeah, he died in the fire
saving your school.
Oh, my God.
Poor girl.
Oh, do you mind?
Come on Gabby, let's walk.
It'll make you feel better.
Come on.
LAUREN:
Hey, Gabby!
Gabby!
Look, we all just wanted
to say
how sorry we are about what
happened to your dad.
All of us.
Sorry about your dad, Gabby.
Whatever.
Yeah, the fire was just awful.
I mean, we all lost something.
I lost my Papi.
And you lost what?
Your cappuccino machines
and your personal trainer?
Screw you.
Let's go.
WOMAN:
All right, ladies, now we're
gonna move on to the part
I know you dread,
but we have to learn it.
It's not difficult.
It's Taylor's Theorem.
We all know what
you can do, Lettie.
Why don't we hear from
some of our new students?
I've seen you ladies
on the court.
Let's apply some of that
aggressiveness here.
Kaitlan, would you like
to give it a try?
No, thanks.
All right. Who wants
to come to the board?
Lauren.
Oh, I actually
haven't finished
writing it down, yet.
My, my, we're
all so shy.
Becca.
Um, can you come back to me
a little bit later, please?
All right, Lettie.
Show 'em what you can do.
Ladies, you might want
to take some notes
'cause you actually might
learn something today.
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COACH:
Come on, move.
Come on, move it.
BOY:
Wow, I think I'm in love.
Who's that big girl?
I hear she's the best middle
blocker in all of California.
Home chicken. Man, that's
my favorite position.
That's my boy. That's my boy.
Watch your mouth.
We're still in school.
COACH:
Quick, quick, quick feet.
Let's go!
Hit those cones.
The blonde one's
not too bad.
She's a pretty good
volleyball player.
Wait, what about Gabby?
Oh, that's right.
I'm practically married
to Gabby, okay.
I'm looking.
I can look.
Gabby dumped me
again, anyway.
Whew, I'm sick
of this.
Come on.
COACH:
I thought you guys wanted
to play volleyball?
Music. You feel it? Music.
Hmm, this is our new song.
This is our new song.
Um, drumrolls.
Drumrolls,
come on.
We need this song.
We need this song.
ALL:
Ladies, practice was over
a half an hour ago.
Like you said, Coach,
"conditioning is
the key to winning."
I said that?
Yeah.
Then I was right.
Good work.
Thank you.
That workout was hot.
Ooh, hot dogs.
Organic hot dogs.
Did you see the look
on Coach Harlan's face?
Yeah.
We are so in.
Hey, Monster. Give the
little flower a flyer.
Ladies, hello.
We're Dos Santos.
Check our band out.
It's tight.
What's up?
I'm the drummer.
Carlos, lead guitarist.
I'll open you doors
to the unknown.
Baby, you could call me
Monster, by the way I play.
Are you boys even allowed on
this side of the fence?
Not boys,mamacita.
We're men.
BOY:
Yeah, right.
Vamanos muchachos.
You coming to watch us play?
I'm Artie by the way.
Lauren.
I know.
(screaming)
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
He's so cute.
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KAITLIN:
Oh, I'm starving.
LAUREN:
I hope we don't have
to wait in line.
BECCA:
Are you kidding?
We never wait in line.
Never, we're
the Madonnas.
Remember?
Club Neema.
So this is where
Cathedral High hangs out.
? You in the club
and you ain't scared ?
? Well let me see ya put ya L's
in the air ?
? It's going down tonight... ?
It's so crowded in here.
There we are.
I didn't know
we had a table?
Don't we always?
You're right.
Oh, no. Look who
just walked in.
Who invited them?
He's kind of cute.
Oh, he's kind of cute
right there, too.
Oh my gosh,
I'm going boy crazy.
God, you're crazy.
Tell me the truth, did you...?
You told them.
(sarcastically);
Oh yes. Yes, I so
invited them.
Hey, girls, you want something
to drink?
Oh, yeah.
I'll have a soda.
Okay, gotcha.
Two.
All right, I'm
thirsty myself. Gotcha.
Oh, uh-uh. Why is she tryin'
to act like she fit in here?
What was that?
Girlfriend, please.
Hi, I would like
to get three drinks.
Coming right up.
How you doing?
I'm fine. Thank you.
I'm Derick by the way.
Oh, I'm Becca.
How're you doing?
Nice hat.
What do you think has
more protein grams,
guac and chips
or chili cheese fries?
Have you ever looked at
something and thought
this is everything
I never knew I wanted?
Wait, are we talking
about food or boys?
Huh?
Where were you?
You missed our set.
Oh, what time did you go on?
Check out that chica.
Do you see that?
Oh, yeah.
Watch it, girlfriend.
Looks like the band's got some
new groupie action going on.
Please, mama.
All I know is that
if I were her,
I'd be doing something
about that.
Look, I broke up
with him on Tuesday.
You break up every Tuesday.
You know, I was wondering
why you'd name
a band "Dos" anything when
there's three of you?
We're heavy into irony.
Plus we got skills
so we can do that.
I don't
know, prima.
I suggest you go handle
that real quick.
Don't...
How did you get those skills?
You know what they say
about practice makes perfect.
I do.
Oh, hell no.
Ooh, she's really going!
Arturo, we need to talk.
Thanks for coming though.
Oh, I had fun.
(laughing)
I had fun?! I had fun?!
Please tell me
I didn't just sound
like some
geeky white girl.
(cheering and applause)
I like the way your outfit
is put together.
I actually tailored my shirt.
Oh, you did? Oh, okay.
Yeah.
So what, you--
you're a designer?
I'm doing a little bit of this,
a little bit of that.
? ?
? I feel good ?
? I feel all right ?
? Cruising
through my neighborhood ?
? On a warm summer night ?
? I feel good ?
? That's right ?
? I feel good now ?
? Something about
these summer nights ?
? Summer days
just sittin' around ?
? But when the sun goes down ?
? I'll be ready to party ?
? Ain't nothing like
them summer nights ?
? Keep the top on drop
while the girls lookin' hot ?
? Hit the volo
and we just don't stop... ?
I can say that when
it comes to designing,
I can make some
mean outfits.
Oh, okay.
Uh, come on, Becca.
We need to go.
What are you
talking about?
How're you guys doing?
I'm Derick by the way.
Lauren.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Kaitlan.
Nice to meet you.
So what's up? Are you going
to give me your number?
Can I see your
hand, please?
Here's my number.
Oh, okay.
I'm going to make sure
you don't for...
That you don't forget
this though, okay?
So call me, please.
All right. I will do.
Bye.
It was nice to meet
you ladies.
Mm-hmm, bye.
Nice meeting you.
All right.
Girl, that's why you have
been up here all this time.
Well, you know.
Come on, I have got
to get home.
? ...And they're cruising
in their rides ?
? With their ladies
sitting by their side ?
? People think we look crazy ?
? But I think
we look classy... ?
Gabby. Gabby.
I don't understand you.
Look, I don't
understand me, either.
Look, you ever wonder
what it'd be like to be
with someone and not
fight all the time?
I mean, we can't even go
a week without fighting.
So?
So, we're bad for each other.
What are you saying?
You want us to break up?
No, baby.
I--I think we should
stop breaking up.
No, you mean we should
stop making up.
Tu quieres o no?
Do you love me?
Baby, do you love me?
I want you to be happy.
Well, I don't do happy.
Maybe you should
do happy.
If you need me,
just give me a call.
What, you think I'll
break down or something?
No,porque lo que
no tema tan corta.
Artie, don't give me
that pity stuff,
'cause I don't do
that, either.
Tough girl to the end.
Yeah, that's right.
And if anyone asks,
I broke up with you.
Okay.
Okay?
Okay.
It's not going to be any
easier being your friend
than it was being your
boyfriend, is it?
I made it!
I made it!
RADA:
Yeah, it's posted.
I told you it would be.
LETTIE:
Every year,
they do it the same every time.
What?
No.
No, don't even.
That's so messed up.
I'm sorry.
How the hell do...
What happened?
It's posted.
Lettie's cut.
So is Gonzales, Perez and Juan.
But get this:
all three Madonnas
got rostered.
You gotta be kidding me.
I can't believe
they picked Becca.
Becca, that bitch.
I don't even know...
Don't even worry about it.
Just leave me alone
because I'm really pissed off
right now and I don't...
Oh-oh.
Problem?
Now, you, I understand.
And Kaitlan's a player.
But Becca over Lettie,
who's gotten
just as many kills as Rada?
Yeah, well,
Becca's a great player.
Please.
Yeah, believe it.
Harlan's your
coach, sweetheart.
Whatever.
Me and my girls think your girls
bought their way on the team.
LAUREN:
Yeah, well, my girls...
Think that your girls let their
guard down and got too cocky.
Yeah.
We never let our guard down.
Look, no one's happy to
be in this situation.
Deal with it.
Ladies...
ALL:
Ciao.
? Automatic, supersonic,
hypnotic, funky fresh ?
? Work my body, so melodic ?
? This beat rolls
right through my chest ?
? Everybody, ma and papi,
came to party ?
? Grab somebody,
work ya body, work ya body ?
? Let me see you 1,2 step ?
? Rock it, Don't Stop it ?
? Everybody get on the floor ?
? Crank the party up ?
? We about to get it on ?
? Let me see you 1,2 step ?
? I love it when you 1,2 step ?
? Everybody 1,2 step ?
? We about to get it on ?
? This Beat Is ?
? Outrageous, so contagious,
make you crave it ?
? Jazze made it ?
? So retarded, top charted,
ever since the day I started ?
? Strut my stuff
and, yes, I flaunt it ?
? Goodies make the boys
jump on it... ?
RADA:
Hail, Mary, full of grace.
The Lord is with thee.
Blessed are thou amongst women.
And blessed is the fruit
of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour
of our death. Amen.
? ...Let me see you 1,2 step ?
? I love it
when you 1,2 step... ?
Nervous?
Me, neither.
Que bueno,you came.
Yeah.
Coach said
I could stay on as manager.
GABBY:
Yo, everybody, look who's here.
You've always been
la chica con cojones.
Yeah.
(laughter)
All right, everybody,
gather around.
We're gonna touch
the baby for good luck.
Oh, my God, how old do you
think she was when she had her?
She probably had herquincenera
in labor and delivery.
Touch the baby
for good luck, everybody.
Lettie, your baby
is so adorable.
LETTIE:
She's not my baby.
She's my little sister.
Oh.
I watch over her after school.
Not everybody can afford
a nanny, you know.
DOLL:
No.
(laughs)
I thought you didn't
like kids.
No, they usually
don't like her.
(laughs)
? ?
? ?
ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome
the Cathedral High School
women's volleyball team.
(applause)
Let's go,
let's go, let's go.
Let's go, let's go.
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome
the women's volleyball team from
Mother of Mercy High School.
(applause)
Oh, my gosh.
Check it out.
The Twin Towers.
I thought they graduated.
They're huge.
And that's not something
I get to say very often.
GABBY:
Well, let's show those Amazons
who's the queen of the court,
a'ight?
A'ight?
Excuse you.
Why don't you
get off the floor?
GIRL:
Fore, fore, fore!
ANNOUNCER:
Point for Mother of Mercy.
WOMAN:
Go, Rada!
WOMAN:
It's yours, Gabby!
Right here!
ANNOUNCER:
Point, Phantoms.
LAUREN:
Yes!
(cheering)
(cheering)
Point for Mother of Mercy.
Point for Mother of Mercy.
(whistle blows)
(whistle blows)
Point for Mother of Mercy.
(cheering)
(cheering)
ANNOUNCER:
The Phantoms trail 12 to 14
in the fifth and final game.
LAUREN:
Fore, fore, fore!
Come on, fore!
There it is!
There it is!
There it is!
ANNOUNCER:
Mother of Mercy High School
wins the final game, 15 to 12.
Come on!
Hey, the ball was right there.
Lauren... look at me.
Head up. Head up.
I told you a
thousand times,
if you can't perform
in the clutch,
you're not gonna
make it to SC.
Thanks, Mr. McDonald,
but I'll do the coaching.
Good, you got
your hands full.
Yeah, that's true.
Hey, I love you.
Go get 'em.
You all right?
I'm good.
See you in the locker
room, all right?
That was fun.
I had fun.
You guys had fun?
I had fun.
Where's the love?
Where's the love?
How do you expect to play
as a team if you can't even sit
on the same side of the room
as your teammate?!
You know what?
Hold hands.
Hold hands!
Juntos.
Say that.
Say it!
ALL:
Juntos!
The only way we can win
is if we come together
and play as a team.
And play for each other!
Come on, guys!
You've got the talent!
There's more talent on this team
than any team I've ever coached
for or against.
From this day forward,
we live by one rule
and one rule only:
If it brings us together,
it's for us.
If it separates us,
it's not for us!
Juntos.
We're a team.
And you guys are gonna
start feeling the love.
I want to feel some love.
I don't feel it.
Cabron, at 9:00, okay?
Hi, Artie.
Okay, I got to go.
Hey.
So, uh, what are you doing?
Oh, I have to go work
at a soup kitchen.
Oh.
Why?
My parents are having a little
gathering at this club tonight.
Thought maybe
you'd like to come.
Your parents are renting
a whole club for a party?
No.
They're too cheap for that.
They own the place.
I'll be done by 8:00.
Cool.
Pick you up at 8:00.
Cool.
See you at 8:00.
? Baby, baby, baby, baby ?
? Happens all the time ?
? Baby, baby, baby, baby ?
? Playin' with my mind ?
? Baby, baby, baby, baby ?
? Making me go crazy ?
? Well, if you call it love ?
? Then love should be a crime ?
? You and me ?
? Suddenly ?
? We've got nothin' to say ?
? 'Cause words get in the way. ?
(music ends, applause)
Yeah!
Nice job.
Thanks.
He is so amazing.
(humming)
? Mmm... ?
? Oh, yeah, oh, yeah ?
? Well, it's early
in the morning ?
? And my heart
is feelin' lonely ?
? Just thinking about you, baby,
got me twisted in the head ?
? And I don't know
how to take it ?
? But it's driving me so crazy ?
? I don't know if it's right,
I'm tossing, turning... ?
Can you dance like that?
Yeah.
? ...Still can't sleep,
thinkin' about your beauty... ?
What kind of music do you like?
Um... the kind on the radio.
? I think I'm in love ?
? Amor, no es amor... ?
You're kind of geeky,
aren't you?
I like that in a girl.
You do?
? Amor, no es amor... ?
Come on.
Expand your horizons.
Oh, I don't know if this
is such a great idea.
? ...That I have in my heart? ?
Come on.
? Now I know
you're not my lady ?
? But I'm tryin'
to make this right ?
? I don't know what to do ?
? I'm going out of my mind ?
? So, baby, if you let me ?
? Kick it with you
then well maybe ?
? We could ride together ?
? We could do this all night ?
? Now I don't care
if you've got a man ?
? Baby, I wish
you'd understand ?
? 'Cause I know he can't love
you right, quite like I can ?
? Well, it's 5:00
in the morning ?
? I still can't sleep ?
? Thinkin' about your beauty,
it makes me weak ?
? I'm feelin' hopeless at home ?
? Don't know what to do,
I think I'm in love, baby ?
? Amor, no es amor ?
? Is this an illusion ?
? That I have in my heart? ?
? Amor, amor ?
? Oh, yeah, yeah... ?
Wonder what's up
with Lauren?
She's not returning my phone
calls or my e-mails.
She's probably
busy reshooting
our highlight reel.
Hmm...
You know, I kind of miss
the way things used to be.
Yeah, things
are different.
In fact,
everything is different.
Cathedral killed us for, like,
three years straight,
and I thought for sure
when we went over there,
I was gonna hate them.
But it's really
not all that bad.
And the people are kinda cool.
You wanna know a secret?
I used to want to go
to Cathedral four years ago.
What?!
Yeah, I really did.
My father said he didn't think
it would be the same
as it was when he went.
Shut up.
You never told me that.
I did!
I mean,
they won every game.
It was always jumpin'...
and they had hella boys.
I was, like, loving it.
But then, I also thought
that it would make my father
come to more of my games.
Maybe he will.
Maybe.
We'll see.
(horn honks)
(tires squeal,
engine rumbles)
Seriously, you guys,
we need to work out.
So I'm about to get a tan
before we leave...
(howling)
Look, it's three
mamacitas.
Hola, senoritas!
Hola, senors!
La comida aqui.
Hand it over.
Why are you wearing those
big-ass pants to the beach?
Hey, baby.
They're right here!
(laughing)
Bam!
Nice!
Ooh, nice legs, Monster!
All right, are we gonna
stand here chitchatting
withla gringasor are we
gonna get our sweat on?
I'm gonna
get my sweat on.
I don't know
about y'all...
So, is this workout closed
or can anyone join in?
It's free, man.
Can you keep up?
Can you?
Let's go.
How 'bout y'all watch our stuff?
Don't be eating our food
till we get back
'cause we're gonna
need that.
Okay...
Come on, y'all.
Let me see what you got.
I found my Easter bunny.
(laughing):
Yeah, what's up?
? ?
(singing in Spanish)
? ?
? ?
? ?
? ?
? ?
? ?
(lively indistinct
conversation)
Second play, guys,
I think we should
run our middle more,
that way we can
fake their blocks.
What do you guys
think about that?
Yo, ma, you got a nice
little view out here.
You know, little garden
and everything.
You should see the view
from my window.
You know what I see?
What?
SC.
Shut up.
That is so awesome.
I guess. It's like four blocks
away from my house.
Feels like a million miles away,
though.
Remember what your dad
used to say.
"It's as close as you want it
to be."
Exactly.
So what we gotta do is kick
butt and win some games.
(audience cheering)
(squealing):
Yeah!
You ladies come a long way.
But to get to the state finals,
we gotta go through
the regionals--
and those girls are tough.
There's only one way
we can get there--
as a team.
And that's what we are now--
a team.
You gotta feel the love.
GIRLS (laughing):
Feel the love!
Feel the love!
GIRLS:
Feel the love.
Feel the love!
Feel it!
Give me a lap!
(whooping)
Come on, ladies! The regionals
are Sunday! Let's go!
Coach, I'm not feeling the love
at all.
You guys, guess who
got into Stanford!
(squealing, cheering)
Lettie!
Oh, my God!
How did she get in?
She's got a 4.3.
Is that your new boy toy?
He's a lot less trouble
than a real one.
(mocking gibberish)
Hey, have you heard anything
about that scholarship from SC?
Uh-uh.
Me, either.
Have you seen our new
highlight reel?
(scoffs)
Yeah, like I could
afford that.
What do you care? You don't need
a scholarship to go to school.
My dad says, "If they don't pay
you, they won't play you."
Becca.
Becca, wait up.
You know, you can
habla espanol
all you want to,
but I'm here to tell you that
you'll never be one of them.
All they do is laugh
behind your back.
What is your problem?
Don't ask what
my problem is.
You know what it is--
you don't return my phone calls,
you don't text me anymore.
I'm feeling that you're having
too much fun
with your new friends.
(Latin music plays)
(man singing in Spanish)
? ?
(whooping)
(music resumes)
Dag, my feet
are killing me.
What's your problem?
What, you too good
to dance with us?
No, I just dance
too good.
Okay. I thought Lauren was
the one with the 'tude--
but, actually, she's okay.
Well, since we're sharing,
there's something
you have to hear on your
new best friend's cell phone.
What's that?
Feel the love.
ARTIE (on phone):
Hey, Lauren, what's up?
This is Artie.
I was just
thinking about you.
Had a good time dancing
with you last night.
I like the way you move...
She's outside
waiting for you.
What the hell
are you doing with her?
What difference
does it make?
Remember?
You dumped me.
Oh, Gabby, listen.
Look, you don't even
start with me,
you backstabbing bitch.
What, you got close to me
so you could steal
my boyfriend?
I'm not your boyfriend.
Shut up.
You told me
you guys broke up.
We did!
The two of you disgust me.
I can't believe her.
What's up, Cathedral?
Y'all ready to party?
(crowd cheers)
I can't hear.
I said, y'all ready to party?
CROWD:
Yeah!
If you are say "yeah, yeah."
CROWD:
Yeah, yeah!
One more time.
Yeah!
All right, here's
what we're gonna do.
If you wanna hear us play,
then I wanna see you sway.
Take your hands in the air
and move 'em
like you just don't care.
And if you're feeling the heat
and you wanna move your feet,
then let's kick
it with a phat beat.
Let's kick it.
(rap music playing)
(cheering)
Nice set.
Come on! Come on! Come on!
(cheering)
What is she doing?
Becca get your head
in the game!
Focus!
? ?
Help!
Come on! I called help.
I called
for the ball.
Well, did you get to the ball?
You were supposed
to be moving your
feet to the ball.
No, you should stop talking
all that yap, yap, yap.
Don't be putting
your hand in my face.
I'm sick of you.
Somebody get her
up off me.
Oh, my God.
Time out!
Time out!
ANNOUNCER:
Time out Phantoms.
What's wrong
with you guys?
Go to the bench, man.
Yeah, go
to the bench.
You, too, man!
I'm sick of this!
Quiet!
Nobody's talking
in this huddle but me.
What's going on out there?
You guys acting
like the Bad News Bears, man!
Yeah, well you don't
mess with somebody
else's boyfriend.
The last time I checked,
they're not together anymore.
Artie, Artie,
they're fighting
over you, man.
Who's the king of the jungle
now, man?
King Artie!
King Artie!
(mimics cat yowling)
Both of y'all need to grow up,
a'ight? Come on.
Now squash this romance novel
stuff
and get out there and play!
You guys are better
than this, man!
Focus!
On three.
One, two, three.
ALL (weakly):
Together.
Hey, Gabby.
Look who's over there.
And she's taping.
This could be your
highlight reel.
What do you care?
SC already has your reel.
You think I wanna look bad
on yours?
Are you twoestupidas
gonna blow
your chance at college
over some guy?
I ain't.
ANNOUNCER:
Point for the Phantoms!
Come on, baby.
They now lead 14 to 12
in the final game.
ANNOUNCER:
Out of bounds.
The Phantoms win.
(loud, sustained cheering)
Next stop, the state finals!
Oh, my God.
Doesn't it feel so good?
Yes, it feels amazing.
We've got
to win state
'cause I have to know
what that feels like.
Becca, I need to talk
to you before you go home.
Becca, you have
more natural ability
than anybody
on this team.
You won't even use it.
You ever wonder why
you're not starting?
Yeah, because Gabby's
your go-to girl?
No, it's because I play players
who play
and who love this game.
You don't want it.
Yes, I do.
Do you?
What do you want to do?
You know what?
I don't know what I want.
Look, I know your father's
a big-time basketball star
and has his own shoe.
But you've gotta find out
what does Becca want.
What do you want
to do?
You stay on your game
and I'll stay on mine.
When this is all over,
we'll see who gets custody
of the other boy.
Deal.
I just had to hear it
from the coach
because of you.
Excuse me?
Yeah, you're trash.
You're never going
to college.
Look at your hair.
Don't touch me!
Hey! Stop it!
Hey, break it up!
Break it up!
You're going down.
Nobody's going anywhere.
Tell your girl
don't touch me.
Break it up.
Whatever.
She's going down.
What's wrong
with you guys?
Why are you accusing us?
You think we started this?
You know us better
than that.
I don't care
who started it.
Stop it!
You guys fight more
than a hockey team.
Go on home.
That way.
What is this,
gangster volleyball?
I need a football team.
All right, check it out, baby.
The question that's undubitably
marinating around here
is will Cathedral High,
last year's Cinderella story,
become this year's
sequel success.
Coach Harlan could actually
jump-start a dynasty
with a second
state championship.
And the Phantoms could write
their own checks
to a great college career
and buy some more of that great
bling bling that we all love.
Now listen up, guys.
This could be the dream team
we have all been waiting for,
but they'll have
to battle through
some contentious contenders.
You guys have to know that
they're the team to
(beat-boxing) beat.
You was hungry?
I was thirsty.
ANNOUNCER:
We're still 30 minutes away
from the opening serve
in today's semifinal
between LA's Phantoms
and the San Francisco Cougars.
As a matter of fact, here come
the Cathedral High ladies now
to begin their warmups.
Listen, don't bounce
like bad checks,
'cause it's gonna be
off the Richter scale.
COACH:
Hey, ladies!
How we doing?
I guess
I'm talking to myself.
I guess I'm talking
to myself.
Ladies.
(all shouting)
Ah, that's my ladies.
Feel good?
Feel good!
Hey, baby girl.
What's up?
All right, ladies.
Okay, Gabby, set four.
Set four. Set four.
Set four. Set four.
Hey, are you okay?
What she doing?
Are you cool?
Suddenly, I feel
a little sick.
I feel a little sick.
Do you think you can
play through?
Yeah, I can
play through.
Okay.
Try it again. Come on, Gabby.
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Set four. Set four. Set four.
All right, right here.
Ow!
Hello?! Is anybody
in there? That hurt.
GABBY:
This is warm-up.
Get used to it.
What the hell was that?
Gabby-- what's wrong
with her?
I don't know.
I don't know.
What the hell was that?
Hmm?
What the hell was that?
What you mean?
You all right?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm good. I'm good.
All right.
Get your head in the game.
Let's go.
Focus.
Come on, baby.
All right, guys.
Come on.
Let's do this.
Yeah, let's go.
Yeah, come on, Gabby.
Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
Set four. Set four. Set four.
Oh, hello.
They're not playing.
We're playing in here.
What is that?
Was she like that
this morning?
No, of course not.
You could've hit that.
Gabby, hit the bench.
Becca, you're in for Gabby.
What's your problem?
Gabby, hit the bench.
Becca, you're
in for Gabby.
What?
Looks like you're out
and I'm in.
Coach, what are you
talking about?
You can't do this.
You can't do that.
COACH:
Hit the bench.
Na. I'm good.
Come on.
Hit the bench.
You, hit the bench.
Get off the court.
Get off the court.
Coach, you can't do this!
I just...
Coach, take over.
What's wrong with you?
Are you on drugs?
What are you
talking about?
Why you acting...
What's wrong with you?
I'm trying to play.
You don't want me
to play out there.
I see this.
This is my game!
I've worked my ass off
for this team!
Gabby, calma. Por
favor, calma, Gabby.
Don't touch my face.
Don't...
Don't touch my face.
Lettie, take Gabby
to the locker.
Your father would be
real proud of you right now.
Don't talk about my father!
You know better than to...
Don't, don't...
Gabby!
Stop it. Stop it.
Don't touch me.
Don't touch me.
Stop it, Gabby.
GABBY:
Don't touch me.
LETTIE:
Come on, Gabby.
GABBY:
Don't touch me!
Look, I'm getting
back in the game!
Nah, I'm not gonna
take you out the game.
I'm gonna take you off the team.
You're off the team.
Hit the locker room!
Hit the locker room!
Don't do this to me.
You can't do this to me.
You're off the team.
You can't...
Hit the lockers.
You're off the team.
Whatever.
All right, ladies, come on!
Go get her.
COACH:
All right, ladies,
come on, let's go!
Come on, Becca, let's go!
(bang)
(sobbing)
Gabby.
Are you okay?
What happened?
Yourtios,your
tias, tu familia,
they're all worried about you.
Hay no me importa.
Creo que te importa?
All I want...
is mypapihere
watching me play.
I know. Come here.
ROSA:
Gabby, are you all right?
Abuela!
What happened?
(sobbing)
I have to play.
I've got to, I got to play.
No, no, Gabby.
Everything's gonna be okay.
We're gonna stay with you
till the game's over.
Yes, we're staying with you.
Hey, you need anything?
Yeah, go get some ice.
Toda esta bien, mi angelito.
Yo estoy aqui contigo.
(sobbing)
Mijita... mijita, no senti.
ANNOUNCER:
Cathedral High wins
and goes to the state finals!
(crowd cheers)
Gabby, we won and we're
going to the finals!
Yes, we won.
We won, baby girl.
We won.
Come on, baby,
it's party time!
? I stepped in da party
like WOO ?
? What's da deal wit it? ?
? Ain't no hands in da air
unless its a drink wit it ?
? Honeys love it cus they know
I rock da bells in here ?
? Thugs wit me cus they know
I roll wit kells and dem ?
? Then I spot mami
shakin' like a tambourine ?
? Wanna eat it just
like a jelly bean ?
? Mamis giving me
all these nasty dreams ?
? And I'm glad I brought my ...
to the right party ?
? Oh, it's 12 o'clock
and we partyin' ?
? Drinks in da club
and now we all ... up ?
? DJ keeps spinnin da cuts ?
? Ladies drop it like its hot,
cus we up in here tonite... ?
Excuse me.
Becca, can I speak
to you for a second?
I'll be back.
Have you seen Gabby?
No.
I'm really worried
about her.
I can't believe she took drugs.
She didn't.
What do you mean?
I took pills
out of my mother's purse
and poured it
into Gabby's water.
What?!
Becca, are you nuts?
Why would you do that?
Well, at least I didn't
take her boyfriend.
Don't even go there.
I'm sorry.
Gabby took my spot
and blew my chance
of my father coming to see me
play on this team.
Becca, I didn't know it
affected you that way.
But it does not
justify what you did.
? ?
? ?
ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and gentlemen,
senores y senoritas,
welcome to the Women's State
Volleyball Championships!
It is going to be exciting
here tonight.
Did they get bigger?
ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and gentlemen,
are you ready?!
It's time for the main event:
the final match for the state
volleyball championship!
ANNOUNCER:
All right, ladies and gentlemen,
playing tonight
for the state championship
top-seeded Mother of Mercy,
that girl looks...
I'm sorry.
Mother of Mercy takes on
California's Cathedral High!
(crowd cheers)
Come on, baby. Come on.
(whistle blows)
ANNOUNCER:
And you can just feel
the intensity
in the building rising.
Fans are at the edge
of their seats.
It's about to be
a war zone up in here,
so get your sword and shield
ready,
'cause it's no-holds-barred
tonight.
We're off!
ANNOUNCER:
Another error by Cathedral High
in this fifth and final game!
The Phantoms have dug themselves
into a deep hole.
Woo! Trailing 11 to four.
They need this right now,
because they're
hanging in the balance.
And when I say hanging,
I'm talking about
Judas Iscariot, baby!
Hanging in the balance!
You can see the concern
on the Phantoms faces.
This state championship
could be slipping away.
Ball's up to set.
It's a smash by Kaitlan!
ANNOUNCER:
What a spike!
Incredible! Incredible!
Third in a row, ticktacktoe!
ANNOUNCER:
Another smash
by Lauren McDonald!
I got it! I got it!
Espinosa with the set.
Score by the Phantoms!
They now lead 12 to 11.
What a comeback!
Mark it down. Mark it down.
ANNOUNCER:
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
A late call
by the back linesman.
He's ruled the ball out.
He's ruled it out!
The call is gonna stand,
That was in! That was in!
which means the point is
taken away from the Phantoms.
And Mother of Mercy
now leads 12 to 11.
Wait a minute.
Stop everything.
The Phantoms have called
time out.
Are we champions?
ALL:
Yes!
Are we champions?!
ALL:
Yes!
Give me one reason
why we should win this thing?
Because this is the
last time any of us
will ever play together.
Last time some of us
will ever play at all.
Gabby?
I can't imagine it
ending any other way.
And if we win, my parents
are gonna take me to Tahiti.
(all groan)
Just for a week.
COACH:
One, two, three!
ALL:
Lose it back!
Hey, you got nine.
I got her.
She ain't got nothing on me.
All right.
You better strap on a jet pack
if you want to get
more air than me.
You want a manicure
to go with that facial?
ANNOUNCER:
Wow, what an amazing play
by Gabby Espinosa,
ladies and gentlemen.
Oh, no, she didn't.
ALL:
Oh, yes, she did.
ALL:
Hola!Say what, say what?
Watch us kick your butt.
The Phantoms are celebrating,
but it's a long way to 15.
And they've got to win by deuce.
For those of you that don't
understand, that means two.
? ?
(crowd cheering)
That's what I'm talking about!
Boom shaka-laka!
With Kaitlan in the middle,
you can't go wrong!
I've never seen better
volleyball in my entire life,
ladies and gentlemen!
? ?
There she goes again.
And Gabby de la Cruz Gonzales
Guadalupe Mayor
Rodrigues Reyes Espinosa
with an incredible play,
ladies and gentlemen.
What an amazing comeback,
ladies and gentlemen.
The little school that could
is doing it again.
In a spectacular show of
artwork, teamship, the Phantoms
are one point away
from pulling off a shocker,
coming back from
a seven point deficit.
COACH:
Defense. Defense. Defense.
ANNOUNCER:
She sets it up.
I got it. I got it.
Oh! Espinosa stumbles,
can't get...
Oh! And the point goes
to Mother of Mercy
as Gabby Espinosa can't
get there in time.
Mother of Mercy's not going to
give it away that easy, folks.
And Cathedral High's
got problems.
Time out!
I got it.
ANNOUNCER:
Whoa, there's an injured player
on the court.
Let's see what's
going on over there.
Lauren.
Lauren, come here, baby.
Here's what we got to do.
You got to go down...
Dad, you're fired.
What?
You're fired.
Look, I'm glad you pushed me
all those years,
but this is my game.
And I'm going
to play it my way.
COACH:
Look, Lauren, all balls
are coming to you
at an angle, okay.
We need to close the seam.
You're doing good
out there, ladies.
But, Lettie, we need you
to set for Gabby.
Okay...
BECCA:
I'll watch her.
Thank you, Becca.
Guess I can't stay
a bitch forever.
Gabby, I want to say to you
that I'm sorry
for what I did.
I was angry...
I wasn't that nice to you,
either.
Come here.
I missed you.
Enough of the mushy
mushy stuff.
Now we came to do what we do
best and what is that, ladies?
ALL:
Kick ass!
Let's do it. guys.
That's what I'm talking about.
Let's go!
ANNOUNCER:
I can see that they've
come out re-energized.
Look at the determination
on their faces.
The crowd is on their feet!
Right here.
Lettie, you go!
You got it, you got it,
you got it!
Line, Lauren, line!
ANNOUNCER:
It's in! What a shot
by Lauren McDonald!
(crowd cheers)
The Phantoms win!
They're state champions
for the second time in a row!
What an unbelievable season
it's been for the Phantoms
this year, guys.
They pushed hard all year
and, boy, did it pay off!
Listen, this is Teebo saying
good night, good riddance
and good luck, everybody.
See you next year!
Come on, let's celebrate!
That's my girl.
COACH:
One, two, three.
ALL:
Juntos!
Hey,mamita.
Now was it good for you
'cause it was good for me.
Better than sex...
from what I hear.
Look, one more thing.
You earned them.
Thank you.
You girls did a great job.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
I guess I'm not the only one
that knows how to kick
a little butt.
You guys were amazing
out there.
So what does this mean?
Well, it means it's going
to be tough to decide.
I'll be in touch.
Thank you.
Oh, my gosh.
(laughing)
Who do you think
he's waiting for?
It doesn't even
matter anymore.
Come on let's go.
? I wake up at 7:00 on a bright
and sunny morning ?
? Stumble down, I'm on my way ?
? To meet a friend
at a park downtown ?
? My day is getting brighter,
feeling better by the minute ?
? Then a thought crosses
my mind, it goes like this ?
? You got to hear it ?
? Even in the end, I'll be
the one that wins, yeah ?
? Where will I be
ten years from tomorrow? ?
? Will I be dressed
like the doll from today? ?
? Will I succeed
or will I fail? ?
? Tell me, time, tell me, time ?
? Tell me, time,
tell me, time ?
? Oh ?
? Stopped by the church
on my way home to say a prayer ?
? And I wondered to myself ?
? How many people
are praying out there? ?
? What are they asking for, what
blessings will he give 'em? ?
? Then a voice inside my head ?
? Told me to ask for what
I thought they didn't ?
? So I asked for peace
and I asked for grace ?
? When He answers my prayer ?
? I'll forget all my fears
from yesterday ?
? Where will I be
ten years from tomorrow ?
? Will I be dressed
like the doll from today? ?
? Will I succeed
or will I fail? ?
? Tell me, time, tell me, time ?
? Tell me, time,
tell me, time ?
? Oh ?
? Seems like it's only time
we're wasting ?
? But it's so much more
than that ?
? It's all we have
and we only get one shot ?
? And we got to make it,
got to win the fight ?
? Where will I be ten years
from tomorrow? ?
? Will I be dressed
like the doll from today? ?
? Will I succeed
or will I fail? ?
? Tell me, time, tell me, time ?
? Tell me, time,
tell me, time ?
? Oh ?
? So I asked for peace
and I asked for grace ?
? When He answers my prayer ?
? I'll forget all my fears
from yesterday ?
? Where will I be
ten years from tomorrow? ?
? Will I be dressed
like the doll from today? ?
? Will I succeed
or will I fail? ?
? Tell me, time, tell me, time ?
? Tell me, time,
tell me, time ?
? Oh ?
? Seems like it's only time
we're wasting ?
? But it's so much more
than that ?
? It's all we have
and we only get one shot ?
? And we got to make it,
got to win the fight ?
? Where will I be
ten years from tomorrow? ?
? Will I be dressed
like the doll from today? ?
? Will I succeed
or will I fail? ?
? Tell me, time, tell me, time ?
? Tell me, time,
tell me, time ?
? Oh ?
? Where will I be
ten years from tomorrow? ?
? Will I be dressed
like the doll from today? ?
? Will I succeed
or will I fail? ?
? Tell me, time, tell me, time ?
? Only time will tell,
time will tell... ?
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