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♪ love and happiness ♪ ♪ yeah ♪ ♪ something that canmake you do wrong ♪ ♪ make you do right ♪ ♪ ay-hee ♪ ♪ love ♪ [mid-tempo r&b beat] ♪ wait a minute ♪ ♪ somethin' going wrong ♪
♪ someone's on the phone ♪ ♪ 3:00 in the mornin' ♪ ♪ talking 'bout ♪ ♪ how she canmake it right ♪ swish! that's horse. nuh-uh. uh-huh. you can'tmake that.
watch me. uh! [both laughing] you guys are too easy. just wait till iget big like kareem. you wannabe like kareem? man, all his big butt dois stand by the basket. shoot. i be blockingyour stuff. yeah, right.
hey, look. q. i thought you said only girlswere moving in. that's what my mom said. hope he can ball. bet he's a scrublike kelvin. shut up. hey. can i play?
no. unh! you nice? yeah, i'm nice. all right. you and kelvinagainst me and jamal. kelvin:oh, man! jamal:he is a girl! man, girlscan't play no ball.
ball betterthan you. [all snickering] what a dog. she heard you. nuh-uh. she can onlyhear dog whistles. [whistling] check. kelvin: damn! she dogged you, man.
shut up! one-zip. lucky. ♪ candy girl ♪ ♪ my girl's like candy ♪ ♪ a candy treat ♪ ♪ she knocks me highup off my feet ♪ ♪ she's so fineas can be ♪ ♪ i know this girlis meant for me ♪
♪ you are my world ♪ ♪ you look so sweet ♪ ♪ you're a special treat ♪ ♪ all i want to say ♪ ♪ when you're with me ♪ ♪ you brighten up my day ♪ [swish] damn! ♪ all i know ♪
♪ when i'm with you ♪ ♪ you make mefeel so good ♪ ♪ through and through ♪ ♪ the way you walk ♪ yo, i got her. told you i was nice. i'm gonna be the first girlin the n.b.a. no, i'm gonna bein the n.b.a. you gonna bemy cheerleader.
♪ i need your love ♪ ♪ each and every day ♪ ♪ i need it, need it... ♪ woman: oh, god. eww. be quiet. man: hey. how you feeling,munchkin? eh, you tough.
she needs to stoprunning around like a little boy. no, she'sall right. how is sheall right lookin' the wayshe does? camille... she'll be fine. let me go find yousome gauze. ♪ i want you ♪
♪ and you want me ♪ ♪ so why don't we... ♪ heh heh heh. girl, who youtrying to fool? alley-oop, dad. boy. new neighbors. man: really? mmm...
see, quincy. this is how yourmoms caught me. with the oldfake and bake. had me thinkingi was catching a sisterwho could burn. i can't do this shit. boy, what did i tell youabout using that word? "can't" should never bein a man's vocabulary. and why not?
'cause whenyou say can't, you ain't a man. that's right. zeke. what? oh, yeah. don't say shit. come on. we shouldhead on over. uh, just you andquincy, baby.
i gota meeting. with who? somebusiness folks. zeke, you just got backfrom a 4-game road trip. nona, please don'tstart bitchin'. i got maybe2 years left to play. i'm trying to putsome things together for us. see you later, man. be good, eh?
i love you. i love you, dad. camille: so how longhave y'all been here? well, we moved back herewhen quince was about 5 after zeke wastraded again. and the neighborhoodwas a little more mixed back then. well,that was before the black peopledown the street
became the blackpeople next door. ok? heh. yes. um, thank youso much again. this was terriblynice of you, nona. oh, girl. don'tworry about it. it's the leasti could do... and i loveto cook.
you do? i cook for allmy friends' parties and thingsback in atlanta. oh, you're a caterer? well, no. once nathan getssettled in, though, and the girls'a little older, that'scertainly something mom wouldlike to try.
girl, do you know, as long as i havelived next door, i have never seen the insideof this house? well, let'sjust have a look. honey, put thaton the table for mom. quince, help her. so how come youcan play basketball? i just can.
i never knew a girlthat can play. well, my momma saysshe doesn't know where i come from,'cause i act different. your dad play? he works at a bank. my dad playsfor the clippers. he says i'mgonna be a doctor or a lawyer, but i'm gonna playfor them, too.
same numberand everything. well, i'm gonna benumber 32, like magic. he's all right. my dad can take him. what wasthe most points your daddy ever gotin junior high? i don't know. a lot. well, one game,magic scored 48 points, they only had6-minute quarters,
and he sat outthe whole fourth quarter. you doact different. i don't care. well, if anybodymesses with you, just let me know, 'cause i runthis street. i'll just tellmy sister lena. she don't knowhow to box, i bet. my dad taught me howto fight like ali.
well, i know karatefrom almighty isis. bet you can'tdo this, though. ok, how about this? ow. ow, lena. monica. sit still. and don't siton your knees, sweetie. you're gonnaturn 'em black. oh, mama.
oh, you are luckyi found it. someone had putyour box of dresses underneath a pile of ragsin the garage. [giggling] you ok? yeah, it's just--i need to lay down. i've been running aroundall day. honey, w-which oneof these for tomorrow? blue stripe.
you sure? mm-hmm. you wanna iron 'emboth tonight? just in case. sure. thanks, sweetie. you know, that boynext door is gonna ride to schoolwith you tomorrow. so you'llknow somebody.
y'all hurry up. i'll comeback up for good nights. make it look nice, ok? [muffled soul musicheard through wall] [zeke and nona giggling] nona: oh, baby, baby,baby, baby, baby! zeke: oh, oh. ♪ want your mind ♪ ♪ don't want your money ♪ ♪ it's the words i say ♪
♪ that may sound funny ♪ ♪ but, oh, sweet thing ♪ ♪ oh, you know ♪ ♪ you mean everything ♪ ♪ oh, ah, sweet thing ♪ ♪ yes, you are ♪ you wannabe my girl? what do ihave to do? i guess we can play balland ride to school together.
when you get mad at me,i gotta give you flowers. but i don'tlike flowers. oh. how abouttwinkies? my mom won'tever buy 'em. ok. i think we oughtto kiss now. for how long? 5 seconds?
not out here. over there, then. ready? wait. 'cause youmy girl now, you gotta rideon my bike. but i want to ridemy own bike. my dad alwaysdrives my mom. so?
so that meansi have to ride you. come on. i don't have to dowhat you say. forget you,then, stupid. you stupid,and your dad plays for the worst teamin the n.b.a. last time they won,dr. j was a nurse. i don't want to beyour boyfriend anymore, you ugly dog.
well, i don't wantto be your girlfriend, big head. quincy: get off me! monica: big head. woman: do you understandthe metaphoric phrase, "lyte as a rock"? it's explaining how heavy the young lady is. ♪ must i say it again?i said it before ♪
♪ move out the way ♪ ♪ when i'm comingthrough the door ♪ ♪ me heavy? ♪ ♪ as lyte as a rock ♪ ♪ guys watch ♪ ♪ even someof the girls clock ♪ ♪ step back, it ain'tthat type of party ♪ ♪ no reply if youain't somebody ♪ ♪ get out my face ♪
♪ you don't wantto hear no more ♪ ♪ if you hate rejection ♪ ♪ don't try to score ♪ ♪ the world ultimate ♪ ♪ i'm hereto take the title ♪ ♪ but i hada little trouble ♪ ♪ upon my arrival ♪ hey, q. ♪ tried to rock me ♪
♪ lyte is here,no one can stop me ♪ ♪ i am the lyte ♪ ♪ a-a-as a rock ♪ ♪ l-y--l--l-y-t-e ♪ man: play some "d"!play some "d"! [whistle blows]technical foul. for what? come on, come on,come on, get in. let it go.
nah! ref: unsportsmanlikeconduct, white. 3, 2. monica. technical foul. man, you suck! 2 shots. sit downand shut up. camille: monica.
let it go.she feels better. oh, please.she's behaving horribly. monica! i'm out. coach:ok, i need a sub. karinda,sub, sub, sub. monica: come on, dad. you gotta talkto coach for me. what am i supposedto say to the man?
tell him to keep meon the floor. the coach from u.c.l.a.was there. he has meriding the bench. you lost your head. i was justshowing emotion. oh, so it's all rightfor you to act like that? whatever. well, what did you do? nothing.
i don't knowwhy i keep hoping you'll grow outof this tomboy thing. i won't.i'm a lesbian. [coughing] that's not funny. well, that's whatyou think, isn't it? 'cause i'd rather weara jersey than an apron? oh, please. i thinkwhat your mother's
trying to say is... maybe it's timeyou start thinking about other thingsbeside basketball. you gotone game left, and you haven'tbeen recruited. munchkin, i wanted thisas bad as you did, but we haveto face reality. the coach from u.s.c. is gonna beat the championship.
i know,but chances are-- chances arethere's still a chance. camille: if you wouldjust listen to someone for a change,you'd realize you have a lotgoing for yourself. you're smart. you would be pretty if you'd do somethingto your hair. i don't know whyyou wanna run around
with your hairlookin' like "who shot john andforgot to kill him." you'd be realpleasant-lookin' if you would smile. my mom's aboutto be home. so i'm not good enoughto meet your moms? now, girl. if my momsknew i had a hottie like youup in the crib...
she would beatthe black off of me. that's a lotof beatin'. ♪ u-g-l-y, you ain'tgot no alibi ♪ ♪ you ugly, yeah,yeah, you ugly ♪ ♪ m-a-m-a, ask mehow you got that way ♪ ♪ your mama, whoa,whoa, your mama ♪ [kool moe dee's i go to work playing] ♪ i go to work ♪ ♪ like a doctor ♪
♪ when i've got the mike ♪ ♪ you've got to like ♪ ♪ the way i operate ♪ ♪ i make clinics onhow to jump around ♪ ♪ i'm so lyrical,emote and float ♪ ♪ and explodeon the scene, mean, ♪ ♪ i got potential ♪ [cheering] hey, girl.
you know,your hair looks really cutelike that. thanks. so, um, do you know who q is askingto the spring dance? nope. come on, girl. youlive right next door. just tell mewho's been creeping. there's just so many,
i justcan't keep track. well, can you givehim this for me? please? give it yourself. i'm not tryingto look all fast. thanks, girl. good lord,look at that booty. i just wantto lick the sweat off. crowd: q! q!
reporter: quincy,so help me out. where's it gonna be? i'll see you at thepress conference, baby. come on, zeke. 4 years i've beenwriting about your son. did thatgreat cover story on you two in sunday magazine. so, what?you'd love for him to play at u.s.c.like you did, right?
no, i'd love for himto get a good education. i'll see you atthe press conference. fine. blow me off. never like that,baby. never. you know, we shouldhave another talk with coach carileof princeton. oh, come on, pop. there's no wayan ivy league team is gonna goall the way.
i don't care aboutthe team, quincy. i care about the school. oh, didn't we havethis conversation already? right. you played a goodgame today, man. i was proud of you. thanks, man. hey, you upfor a game later? i don't want to hurtyour feelings now.
yeah, right. you don'twant to hurt that back. oh, yeah,'cause i gotta bend down lowto guard you. anyway, i gottaget to this meeting, so tell your momi'm gonna be late. don't worktoo hard, pop. well, let's hopei can say the sameabout you someday. i love you, bro.
i love you, too. be cool. hey,what's up, man? what's up, man? thank you. hey, mr. m. hey, miss baller.excuse me, ladies. yeah? way to hoop.
i know this. what you want? a ride home. your legsdon't look broke. look, big head,i'll be at your car. i guess "please"would be a stretch? please. quincy: hey, hey. don'ttouch the radio, all right? just appreciatethe ride home.
come on, now. have a little respectfor a man's car. monica:put something on. no, i like going homein silence after the game. thinking about how goodi look shootin' that 3. don't flatter yourself. what's that? some note shawnee eastontold me to give you. shawnee easton.
withthe bigass titties? hey, give it here! uh-uh. give it here! "q, you are so fine. "i've been wanting to get with you. "let me take youto the spring dance, and i promise i'llleave you satisfied." ugh.
[laughing] what a ho. oh, why shegotta be a ho, 'cause she wannaget with me? she's a ho 'cause she'ssending her coochie through the mail. and? she's not saying,"i think you're a nice guy,
and i want to getto know you better." she's saying,"i wanna bone." she's honest. yeah, an honest,tramp-ass ho. but then i guess you'll stickyour thing in anything. my thing? i didn't knowyou cared so much. i don't. so, uh...
who you going tothe dance with, anyway? spalding? who's spalding? see? stupid! that's why you ain'tgetting recruited. who said i'm notgetting recruited? your hot-ass temper,that's who. i'm--i'm not the onewho put this scar here
when we were 11 years old'cause he was about to lose. you know what? give me your best shot. give me your best shot.i'm sick of-- would you watchthe damn road?! i'm watching the road.i'm sick of you hanging thisover my head, now. come on.give me your best shot. don't tempt me.
don't tempt me,i'm warning you. i'm warning you. if you don't storethat bad attitude, no one'sgonna recruit you. you jumpin some guy's face, you--you talk smack, and you get a--a pat on your ass. but becausei'm a female, i get told to calm downand act like a lady.
i'm a ballplayer. with a jacked-upattitude. didn't knowyou cared so much. i really don't. good. i'm home!what's up, mom? what is this? that's--that's your earring. oh, i look likesome hoochie to you?
i found iton your bed. ma, what youdoing in my room? quincy,i have told you about thesefast-ass girls. ma, we werejust studying. boy, i'm notplaying with you. now, i'm telling you, these girls are looking to get you caught.
they see you,and they see dollar signs. i know. are you hearing me? i'm hearing you. no. are you hearing me? i've beenhearing you, mom. how was your game? 27 points, 11 assists,still undefeated. still the man.
you know that. where's your dad? oh, he said he'dbe home later. later when? i don't know.he said he had a meetingor something. at 1:00in the morning? zeke: hey, look. i'mnot getting anywhere by punching a clockjust so my wife
doesn't getan attitude. you know, i camesecond to the n.b.a. i'm not aboutto come second in no bullshitscouting job. i didn't mean itlike that. yeah. zeke, all i'm sayingis that it would be nice if you found timefor your family. you should see the trampscoming after quincy.
if you don'ttalk to him-- i have. you know, you said thatyou would think about going back andgetting your degree. look, you saidi should get my degree. i likemy bullshit job, ok? and it's gonna lead toa front-office position. until then, don't worry. we gotjust enough savings
to keep your fine assin gucci and gold. how many nights doesmy fine ass get-- damn you! what about now? do i geta week yet? keep yourgoddamn voice down! keep your ass home! [arguing] [knocking]
monica: comingto my game? lena:you know that, but i gotfinals tomorrow, so i gotta leaveat halftime. uh-uh. you can'tleave at halftime. it'sthe championship. i know, honey,but i got a cutie coming to my roomto help me study. [laughs]
so, what's going on with you andthe spring dance? you, uh,got a date yet? yeah. brothers arelined up at my locker. i found you someone. found? i'm notsome charity case. ma tell youto do that? no, she did not.
damn, lena. who is he? this brotherfrom my college. he's--he's in college? and he is fine, girl. how'd you get himto say yes? i told himyou looked like me. [scoffs] great.
monica, you do. if you were tore up, i would notbe claiming you. trust. we're gonna do somethingcute with your hair, get youin a nice, sexy dress, get you some heels. i don't know howto walk in heels. hey. you just worry aboutplaying your heart out
for that recruitertonight. you let your big sisterworry about your date. you ever been in love? too many times. they ever love you back? once i cut 'em off. why? ♪ we got your pride,yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ we got your pride, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ we got the what, the what,the what, the what? ♪ ♪ the what, what, what,what, what, what, what? ♪ coach: i don'thave to tell you girls how big this game is.we worked too damn hard not to takethe championship with us. so we're gonna play smartand with control, and we're gonnakick some butt. captain! whose house?
team: c-house! c-house. c... house! c... house! lady cougars on 3. all: 1, 2, 3,lady cougars! coach: yeah! come on,now. come on!
[cheerleaders clap] cheerleaders:crenshaw cougars! [crowd cheers] man: whoo!crenshaw! crenshaw! green! white! [crowd cheering] 44, 44--44 spread, 44. [thinking] down 4,down 4, you got this. what you got, baby?what you got?
don't get tight.she's laying off. pull up. oh, no. down one, down one. come on, come on.d-up, d-up, mon. watch the ball.watch the ball. watch the ball. now. bonus. toss up.take it right.
watch left.watch your left! man: all right,watch your left! up one. d-up, mon. come on.play smart. up one. play smart.you got this. you got this.play smart. play smart. i got this.play smart. don't putthat out there.
[whistle blows] reaching in. no! come on, ref. ref! white, 3-2--reaching in. one and one. bull-- ugh! coach: let it go.
[crowd boos] girl: boo! coach: it's all right.just get it back. referee: one shot. coach: let's go, monica.take this all the way. cheerleaders: ♪ let's go,let's go, let's go ♪ [thinking]it's all you, mon. let's go.come on, come on, mon. get there.you just need to get there.
come on, you just need to--you need this. coach: foul, foul,foul, foul, foul. holding. that's 5. that's ok. it's ok, monica. you played hard. it's all right, monica. [buzzer sounds]
it might help ifyou didn't look so evil. i don't evenwant to go. tsk. mom! talk to me. go look in my top drawer and bringyour grandmother's pearls. tonight... don't worryabout yesterday's game
or the recruitersor anything else. i just want you toenjoy being beautiful. will you do that? lena: here you go, ma. do you really thinki'm beautiful? honey, hush. [johnny kemp's just got paid playing] ♪ i'm with this ♪ ♪ ow ♪
♪ beautiful girl ♪ ♪ feels good,feels good ♪ oh, oh, oh. ♪ oh ♪ ♪ just got paid ♪ ♪ it's friday night ♪ ♪ party huntin' ♪ ♪ feelin' all right ♪ ♪ body's shakin' ♪
♪ all around ♪ ♪ know one thing ♪ ♪ gettin' down ♪ ♪ check the mirror ♪ ♪ i'm lookin' fly ♪ ♪ round up the posse ♪ ♪ jump in my ride ♪ ♪ radio rockin' ♪ ♪ monster jams ♪
♪ feel the rhythm ♪ ♪ turn up the sound ♪ ♪ feelin' so good ♪ can itake your coat? oh, you're cold? no, no, no. i mean,i can check it for you. ha, sorry. your sisterwasn't lying. ♪ face is right ♪
♪ booty shakin' ♪ ♪ all around, baby ♪ ♪ now i'm gettin' down ♪ ♪ on the floor ♪ whoo. ♪ rockin' to the beat ♪ damn. hold up. ♪ sure look sweet ♪
♪ fine young lady ♪ ♪ standin' by ♪ ♪ come on, baby ♪ well, i seeyou made it. you don't lookhalf bad. you, either. what's up, black? jason. "q."
damn, girl. i didn't knownike made dresses. ah. [chuckles] guess we'llsee you later. [bobby brown's my prerogative playing] ♪ everybody say "ho!" ♪ ho! so, youlike school?
yeah. high schoolwas cool. i don't rememberthe sisters being as fineas you, though. girl, how comeyou're so stressed? sorry. no. i mean, i'm havinga good time with you. so tell mewhat i have to do to make you havea good time with me. my mouth is kind of dry.
then i'll get yousome punch. just don't jetwhile i'm gone and leavea glass slipper behind. there we go. ♪ i'm doin' itjust for you ♪ ♪ it's my prerogative ♪ ♪ tell me, tell me... ♪ ooh. oh, man.
♪ can't i ♪ ♪ live my life? ♪ hey, hey. you having fun? yep. damn d.j. is fresh. who is this clown? he ain't spalding. guess not.
d.j.: gonna slow it downa little bit tonight-- so, you took shawnee, huh? it was late.she asked, i mean-- you want to dance? ♪ hey, lady ♪ ♪ let me tell you why ♪ ♪ i can't live my life ♪ ♪ without you ♪ ♪ oh, baby ♪
♪ every time i see youwalkin' by ♪ ♪ i cannot breathe ♪ ♪ you don't want to see ♪ ♪ but in time, you will ♪ ♪ i must make you ♪ ♪ understand ♪ ♪ i want to be your man ♪ ♪ yes, i do, baby ♪ ♪ want to be your man ♪
♪ better not pass me by ♪ ♪ 'cause if you do ♪ ♪ you'll lose a good thing ♪ ♪ 'cause whati've got to say ♪ ♪ is sealed with a kiss ♪ ♪ and a wedding ring ♪ ♪ wedding ring ♪ [keys jingle] psst.
early night for you,isn't it? should beasking you the same after your big datewith college boy and all. where'd y'all go after? mulholland drive. figures. so, what dead-end streetdid you and shawnee hit? none of your business. i'm sure she kept her wordand left you satisfied.
that's whatyou think, huh? little after you left, i told shawneeit was time to go, drove her assstraight home. after she told me i was the dumbestbrother in the world, i took off. i was sitting injason's ride with him... and he was kissing on meand feeling on me and...
it was really bugging me,'cause i couldn't remember how many offensive boardsi had in the championship. and then i guesshe got sort of tired of me "accidentally"kneeing him in the balls. 4. you had4 offensive rebounds. hold up a second. what's up? u.s.c.
it was on my deskwhen i came home. what you waiting for? can you... they want you. yes. yes. and guess what. guess what. i'm going, too. they're announcing ittomorrow.
i knew it. congratulations. what was that about? i don't know,all right? [sighs] [this woman's work by kate bush playing] ♪ ahh, ooh ♪ ♪ pray god you can cope ♪ ♪ i'll stand outside ♪
♪ this woman's work ♪ ♪ this woman's world ♪ ♪ ooh, it's hardon the man ♪ ♪ now his part is over ♪ ♪ now starts the craft ♪ ♪ of the father ♪ ♪ i know you've got a little life in you yet ♪ ♪ i know you've gota lot of strength left ♪ ♪ i should be cryin' ♪
♪ but i justcan't let it show ♪ ♪ i should be hoping ♪ ♪ but i can'tstop thinking ♪ ♪ all the thingswe should've said ♪ ♪ that i never said ♪ ♪ all the thingswe should've done ♪ ♪ that we never did ♪ ♪ all the thingswe should've given ♪ ♪ but i didn't ♪
♪ oh, darling ♪ ♪ make it go ♪ wait a minute. ♪ make it go away ♪ ♪ give me these moments ♪ ♪ give them back ♪ ♪ to me ♪ ♪ give me that little kiss ♪ [gasps]
♪ give me your hand ♪ want me to stop? [moans] ♪ give me your pretty hand ♪ ♪ ooh, hoo, ahh, hahh ♪ woman: let's go, freshmen.you're getting spanked! monica, point guards lead fromthe front, not the back. come on, girl.
player: hey, see,you took her out. girl,you need your mama? do you need a hug? coach: monica, are youtrying to tell me you can't takea little charge? i can take it. get your feetset this time. go. unh.
next. coach: let's go.move it, move it! way to work it.good job. lower, monica,move your feet! i said lower! monica, monica,this is low. this is low.you got it? offense sells tickets.defense wins games. back to the line, everybody.let's go!
hustle up! move it!come on, get a move on. you got it.come on, lift. that's it. the coach hates me,doesn't she? she hates all freshmen. what is up with that? oh, don't take itpersonally. don't think just becausewe play the same position, we have to competewith each other.
we're teammates, ok? thanks, sidra. besides, i've beenthe starting point the last 2 years. and ain't no waysome soft-ass freshman is taking my spot. aah. damn, sid. you're all right, fresh.come on.
boy: it happensall the time. you finish yourreading for econ? what it say? basically,it broke down how i'm gonna makemad loot in the n.b.a., being i'm such a limitedcommodity, you know. whatever,big head. girl: hey, q-man. you gonna take usto the final 4?
we'll see. i'll be watching. hope so. you do see mestanding here, right? i can't be niceto a fan? fine, quincy. hey, look, i can't help itif girls come up to me. i said fine.
oh, little baby. oh, q! ow! what you doing? quit. daddy's here. you're such a punk. all these girls... you're the only onei know who's for real.
coach: all right now.hustle back! hustle back! player: get that, shay! nice shot! coach: stay with her. monica, get up on her. monica, stay on her. you got it.you got it. ball! coach: all right, now.push it up. push it up!
assistant coach:you got help. be active, sidra.don't reach. cut, mon, cut! shot! yeah, girl! sidra, you feel likeplaying any "d"? player: "d," "d,"let's get back. stay balanced.move your feet. oh, nice steal.
assistant coach:you're by yourself! player: yeah! whoo! heads up! whose net? yeah, girl. while you'reso busy posing, your manjust scored. show me again. you like to pose so much,let's see it again.
you think i'm funny? i want youto stand like that for the rest of practice. coach. i want you to stand like thatso you get sick of it, because i don't wantto see it again. do you hear me? dora,take her place. you betterstep off the court.
sidra: fresh meat,y'all, fresh meat. [players resume practice] player: ball's in. coach: nice pass. first player: what was upwith practice today? second player:she tried to kill us. l.t., can you hook me upwith some socks, please. yeah, i needmy socks back. l.t.: what am i,the sock lady or something?
yo, mon. that's what you getfor trying to show out, freshman. i was justplaying ball. you were tryingto make me look bad. i didn't haveto try very hard. girl, don't you knowyou just sloppy seconds? sidra,let it go. the only reason you here
is 'cause tanya randallgot pregnant and decidednot to come. they weredone recruiting. that's cold, sid. just thoughtthe girl should know. anyway. don't even trip, mon. she's just mad'cause she's bowlegged. quincy: man,forget tanya randall.
monica: i'm telling you, coach wishes she washere instead of me. so prove her wrong. look. i don't have iteasy like you, all right? there's no red carpetlaid out for me. so you're gonna actsalty all night? [knock on door] yo, dog, about to ordersome wings.
no, thanks, man. [door closes] no, we're fine. don't worry aboutproving everybody wrong. if you can't handlethe pressure, i'll understand. that is so weak. no. i'm serious.i mean, who cares if you're never knownas the first girl
to be in the n.b.a.? everybody knowsyou're gonna get more play being quincy mccall'sgirl, anyway. oh! ooh! that's what you get. i got you. so, how abouta little one on one? what we playing for? clothes.
i score, you strip. you score,i drop something. give me the ball. home courtadvantage, baby. all right.hold up a second. let's see what you got. don't reach. i ain't reaching. unh. mm-hmm.
strip. heh heh. all right,george jefferson. take it off.take it off, yeah. it's all right. first try,lucky try. oh. ho--what? feel the butt. ooh. whoo! where's the "d"?
kiss my black ass. oh, i plan to. [quincy whistles] hmm. ooh, oh! ooh! ooh! hold up? uh-uh. all's fair in loveand basketball, baby. strip.
hmm. come on. what, you tryingto clown? too bad you gotyour mama's height, huh? take it off. come on. do it. huh?you can't hold me. you're going down. what? what? oh, ooh. my bad.
ooh, where's the "d"? it's right here. i won. i wanted you to. it's about emotion.it's about determination. it's about heart. it's college basketball. and i'm like a kidin a candy store. are you kidding me?i get so excited about it.
eh, there are too manygreat teams to choose from. i mean,we're talking about the dukes, the kentuckys,arkansases. but my surprise treatthis season... is the probableemergence of u.s.c. as a basketball powerhouse. on the men's side-- the heavily recruitedfreshman phenom quincy mccall.
one of my realdiaper dandies, a genuine p.t.p.er, a prime time player, baby. and for the women, while not boasting one ofthe top recruiting classes, they are returning4 starters from last year's squad, which made itto the sweet 16. and coach ellie davisfeels that if just
one of her freshmanhas a breakout season... it's gonna be awesome, baby, with a capital "a"! [hinda hicks' our destiny playing] announcer: and at guard... player number 22--quincy mccall! yay! ♪ i been hoping ♪ ♪ every morning ♪
♪ that we would get tokiss within our lives ♪ ♪ well, it's not too late ♪ ♪ to right the wrongsthat we made ♪ ♪ future's tomorrow,limit's the sky ♪ ♪ when it allseems so crazy ♪ ♪ we wage war after war ♪ ♪ seems we'll fightnowhere no more ♪ ♪ darlin', they'll be roomfor you on my shoulder ♪ ♪ baby, good-bye ♪
♪ all we haveis so much clearer ♪ ♪ and we knowto leave behind ♪ ♪ all of the thingsthat hold us back now ♪ ♪ i believe we needto go on in life ♪ ♪ and fulfill our destiny ♪ whoa, whoa, whoa! here, now!a break! a break! go, go, go, go! ♪ all we hadis so much clearer ♪
♪ we know we care ♪ quincy: what elsedo i have to do? i mean, up and under between 2 defenderswith the left? you know, that's gotto make sports center. zeke and q. how you doing,terry? what can i getfor you? genuine draftfor me.
orange juice for my son. hey, pop. the numbersi'm putting up this year are better thanany other freshman. people sayingi'm a definite lottery pick. what people? just people,you know. tell them to mindtheir own damn business. here you go, fellas.
thanks, terry. quincy, give yourselftime to develop. get an education. the n.b.a.ain't going nowhere. you're right. besides,the sooner you go pro, the sooner you gotto deal with the mess i'm dealing with. what mess?
there's this thingout there, this paternity suit. some girl that's beenhanging on at every party. now i'm supposed tobe her baby's daddy. i told your mom i wantedto be the one to tell you. tell me what? i just told you. i mean, it's--it's not true, is it? you got the ballsto ask me that?
i'm sorry, pop. i'm sorry. no, no. if you needto hear me say it, i'll say it.it's not true. yo, q-man.awesome game. can i getyour autograph? yeah, sure. to paul. take it easy.
let's go, let's go. let's go, u.s.c. ow! aaah! time! you all right, sid? hang on, hang on.it's gonna be all right. just hang on. stay calm.it's all right. [soft music playing] mom?
♪ let it fall ♪ ♪ to my heart ♪ i'm late. ♪ wish i didn'tlove you so ♪ ♪ my love for you-- ♪ what's up, ma? hey, youscared me, baby. oh, i'm sorry. mm-hmm. i'm fine.
heh. you know, ma, last time my motherbe drinking, marvin gaye died.heh heh. is it about dad? i guesshe talked to you. don't sweat it. i mean, the truth'sbound to come out sooner or later,right? and whose truth areyou talking about?
mom, we can't letsomething like this break up the family. i mean, you dobelieve him, right? don't you? quincy,just let it go. ma, this ain'tnothing but about money. quincy, please. mama, how-- how many times youyourself done told me
to watch these hosout there? i should have been tellingyour father that. so you're gonna takethe word of some trick over pop? huh? what's this? i hired somebody. ain't that pathetic? after allhis late nights
and his-- his meetings, and i stillneeded proof. i used to thinkthat i was lucky being marriedto zeke mccall. i am too tired. i am tired. mama, don't cry. don't cry. put your handsin your pockets.
keep your head up. always look a man in the eye. all the time, i'mhanging on his every word like he's godor something. q, i know he messed up, but that doesn't changewhat he's been to you. what has he been to me? the man looked mein my eye, and he lied to melike it was nothing.
like... like it was easy. now, i know some guysdog their wives, you know, but... man, i didn't... i never thoughtmy pop would do something like that. why don't we walkto my dorm? mmm, i don't...
i don't feel likerunning into anybody. let's just kick it here. i--i can't. why not? coach has uson 11:00 curfew. if i'm late,i don't suit up. i mean, i could staya few more minutes. quincy, i'm sorry. all right, for real,
i...i should bealone right now, ok? give me a call, maybe,when you get in? i'll stay up. [blows whistle] q, q, q! gimme the ball! hustle up, hustle up! [clapping] coach: let's play,let's play.
play smart. hold it! get back, get back! [buzzer] no shot!offensive foul! yes! good job! whoo! [booing]
yeah, baby!we won! yeah! you see that crowd? oh, damn, mon,i think old girl took out your chi-chiswith that shot. [laughter] yo, t,why you so quiet? just thinkingabout next year. i thought you were hypedabout playing overseas.
i was, but it's nevergonna be like this-- playing in frontof my family, hanging outwith my homegirls. probably don't even havea mcdonald's over there. girl, please, there'salways a mcdonald's. monica... all: oooh. teammate:is she pregnant? second teammate:better be q.
you could have given up after you threwthat ball away. but you kept your head, and you showedreal heart. thanks, coach. we've got our final gamesagainst oregon and oregon state, and i want to shakethings up a bit, so... i'm starting youat point again. but i--
i thought sidra's anklewas ok for next game. you want the job or not? it just... it just seems likeyou're always riding me. you think i'd go hoarse fora player with no potential? when i ignore you,then you worry. ♪ hit it! ♪ [it takes two by rob base playing] ♪ it takes twoto make a thing go right ♪
man: q in the house! ♪ it takes two to make itout of sight ♪ ♪ i wanna rock right now ♪ ♪ i'm rob base,and i came to get down ♪ i missed youall day. really? i came by your crib. darren saidyou'd be here. when was this?
a littleafter my game. look, we wentto celebrate after, all right? but i came--i came right after that. sorry aboutyour game. hey, it happens, right? what's up, superstar? did you hearabout your girl? she wonthe starting spot. oh. hey,where the keg at?
it's in the back room. ♪ my name is rob,i got a real funky concept ♪ ♪ listen up, 'cause i'mgonna keep you in step ♪ ♪ i got an ideathat i wanna share... ♪ ♪ i'm number one,the uno, i like comp ♪ ♪ bring all the suckers'cause all of them i stomp ♪ ♪ bold and black,but i won't protect ♪ just wanted to saygood game. but?
no buts. ♪ 'cause i'm rob,the last name base, yeah ♪ just one word of advicefor next season. never let a freshmantake your spot. [do what u like by digital underground playing] ♪ i see guysand girls dancin' ♪ ♪ now, as the recordspins around ♪ ♪ recognize this sound?well, it's the underground ♪ ♪ you know we're downwith what you like ♪
all right, q-man.i'll see you. who was that? nobody. who's nobody? look, this party's wack. you ready to go? do you wantto go talk? not really. we can...we can finish
what we were talkingabout last night. q. q, quit! what's wrong? you know what?i'm just-- i'm gonna go crash. fine. maybe i'llcome by later. nah, i got curfew.
[cheering and laughter] what are youdoing here? the door was unlocked. it still is.you can let yourself out. i messed up, ok?i know that. but i ain'tthat kid's father. lucky kid. i ain't sayingit's right, just sometimesthings happen.
and some things shouldnever fucking happen! look, boy, you so perfect you can look down on me? i'm not a liar. hmm. your mama'sreal quick to show youthose pictures, huh? you know, she was 19when she got pregnant. now don't get me wrong, you're the best thingin my life.
but she knew i wasn't readyfor no marriage. you're trying to saymy mother trapped you? i'm saying i handledmy responsibilities like a man. now whenyou're in the n.b.a. and you roll into a city, there's a hundred girlswaiting down in that lobby. listen to me. and there's 20 morethat make it past security
onto your floor,and the boldest one is right thereat your front door. and after a while, man, it just becomespart of the game. i'm sorry i lied to youwhen i shouldn't have, but i only did itbecause i didn't want to see that look on your facethat you got right now. well, since we'rebeing so honest... since we're beingso honest,
i figuredthat i'd tell you i decided to drop out of school and turn pro. oh, boy. damn it! look, man, i knowyou're mad at me, ok? but i cannotlet you do this. i always thought"can't" wasn't ina man's vocabulary. [sobbing]
yeah! oh, yeah! hey, what's up? downtown. hey, what's up, girl? where's your boy? oh, in back. oh! oh, man! here you go.here you go.
hey, baby. you weren't at my game. i'm sorry. i had this meetingwith this guy. you win? yeah, i hit 4 3s. yo, q! the man again, huh? no, the woman.
hi. oh, monica,this is kerry. kerry, this is monica. what's going on? i was aboutto go get some food. you want to come? look, maybei should come back. no, you stay. i'll leave.
quincy: ready? kerry: yeah. what are you doing here? i didn't know i neededa reason to come home. come on.don't be so defensive. i'm justsurprised to see you. dad around? no. he's stillat the bank. is everything ok?
good. well, i'm goingdown to the market to get some thingsfor dinner. will you join us? i don't know. it's just a game. every time you lose,you get this attitude, but it is just a game. got your key? can we talk?
talk to yournew girlfriend. look, i took the hoto burger king. cheap date. at leastshe had time for me. so you messed aroundto prove a point?! what did i just say? you got your headso far up your ass, it took a cheap datefor you to notice me. what, q-man, did iforget to kiss your ass
like everybody else? you forgot to be there. that night you wantedto talk about your dad, i had curfew.what was i supposed to do? stay! if i stayed,i wouldn't be starting. well, at least you gotyour priorities straight. i'd never ask youto choose. you'd never have to.
if anybody knowswhat that means, it should be you. if basketballis all you care about, why are you bonin' me? why don't you bonedick vitale? wait a minute.hold on. how do i knowthe next time you're feelingneglected or whatever,
you're not gonnajust run around on me? if we're gonnabe together, i have to be ableto trust you. i'm not asking for usto be together. i'm going througha lot of shit right now. it's obviously morethen you got time for. how--how--how are yougonna tell me what i have time for? i mean,what-whatever i did,
we can fix this. i don't think so. you don't think so? look,i'm entering the draft. you're what?! i'm goin' pro. i mean, who knows where i'm gonna end up, you know? when did youdecide all of this? a few days ago.
so--so that's it? just... just forget aboutyou and me? i'd still like usto be friends. friends. look, i'll see you around. [singing in spanish] [children speaking spanish] hola, monica.
buena suerte. [speaking spanish] man: cada aã‘o, despuã©s de la temporada, yo me siento en mi oficina, y me enfermo. y saben por quã© me enfermo? porque sea que tengo que salir y hablarles y decirles, "el prã³ximo aã‘o." iel prã³ximo aã‘o! iel prã³ximo aã‘o!
ipero este aã‘o es el prã³ximo aã‘o! ieste aã‘o es el prã³ximo aã‘o! iã©ste es el campeonato! y vamos hacer como hemos hecho todo el aã‘o con ofensa y defensa. y vamos adelentar la pelota a monica, para que notar treinta puntos. asã que decidemos ipara la lucha! ila lucha!
ipreparense! ilistos! luisa,what did he say? he say to givethe ball to you. what's up,sidra? well, what do you know? i'm gonna love winning this championshipin your house. how do you say,"you're dreaming" in italian?
this ain't college,and i ain't on crutches. [cheering and clapping] gracias. can you take that damnthing off the table? oh, you meanmy championship trophy? my bad. you are stilla cocky bitch. hola. look at you.
so what are thesespanish guys like? i wouldn't know. you mean you've beenover here 7 months, and you ain'ttapped nothing? i don't know.just not my type, i guess. shit. them italian boys? they love themsome black women. they can't get enough of me. do you ever thinkabout going back?
sometimes, but what'sthe alternative? not playing? do you rememberbig toni? she quit last year, and now she worksat some bookstore. i mean, look at us. they treat us like hollywood starsover here.
we just played inthe championship game. it doesn't getmuch sweeter than this. [tv plays in spanish] chick hearn: they'vemade 7 straight points in this run.worthy for 3. stu, this gameis in the refrigerator. the door is closed.the lights are out. the eggs are cooling.butter gettin' hard, and the jell-o'sjigglin'.
and here come the subs, and, you know,it's nice to see the subs get a chance to play, and the fans love it. they really do. announcer:and quincy mccall is in for nick van exel. chick: quincy has gotthe ball over in the corner. puts up a 3-pointer.that's no good.
the former trojan came outafter his freshman year, and as they go downthe floor the other way, i can tell you that he hasmoved around quite a bit, but now he's trying to finda home with these lakers. quincy makes a steal.he's on his way. open court.look out, folks. it's showtime! nona? how is he?
not great. what is that,"not great"? he tore his a.c.l. almost didn't recognize youwith your hair like that. how you been? happy... and he won'twant to see you. hey, son. you made sports center.
what do you want? just came byto check on you. after 5 years? don't remember thatbeing all my fault. seems like you divorced me the same time as your mom. look... i know things look kind of bleakright now...
but don't get downon yourself. i stoppedtaking your advice a long time ago, or did you forget? you want meto step off, man? fine, but not untili say something. you're a better ballplayerthan i ever was... but that ain't the only thingyou got going for you.
you're smart, quincy. i always knewthat you could do anythingyou wanted to. you wantto play ball, son? then play ball. just know that you'renot like everybody else on that goddamned court. you're not like i was. you got options.
that's all i everwanted to show you. how comeyou couldn't be the man you kept tryingto make me? i just couldn't, son. good morning! and i thought thiswas gonna be awkward. uh... i--i got these. not that youneed any more.
so how're you doing? i'm, uh,i'm doing all right. i heard you were in spain. i was. i see your--your peach fuzzfinally grew in. just something newi'm trying. no, it looks good. i mean, it's cool. shouldn't--shouldn't yoube lying down?
no, no, i'm cool. uh, you canhave a seat. no, no, i'm fine. i'm fine. you still tryingto be the first girl in the n.b.a., huh? yeah, well, i triedsneaking in after college, but they found breastsduring my physical. that's funny.
i never did. oh, kiss my ass. i can't believeit's been 5 years. yeah, i tried calling youa couple of times. oh, yeah? yeah. i wantedto give you props on making first teamall-american, and then, you know, when magic retired,i tried again.
must have been my cheap-assanswering machine. it was always messing up. yeah, i figuredsomething like that. so when you going back? actually... i'm...i'm not. what do you mean? i'm tiredof playing overseas. i mean, i'm over thereby myself--
no family, no friends. my phone billis ridiculous. thinkin' about givin' ita rest for a while. a rest? i mean, basketball just isn't funfor me anymore. you know? quincy. hey, babe.
baby. nobody wouldswitch flights with me. oh, baby, what are youdoing out of bed? what are you doing? hello. baby,this is monica. oh, you guysgrew up together, right? quincy's told meall about you. monica, this is--this is kyra,
my fiancã©e. fian-fiancã©e? wow. i didn't know. that's--that's great.that's... well, um, i should go. monica, i reallyappreciate you coming by. yeah. we reallyappreciate it. quincy, good luckwith your knee
and everything. bye. your sister's bringingthe baby by later, so... be nice to be around. yeah, i can't waitto see her. need any help? no, i can manage,thank you. i--i justsaw quincy. how's he?
engaged. to that stewardess? yeah,you met her? his mother had a barbecuea few weeks back. he could do a lot better,if you ask me. so what do i do? find out wherethey're registered and send them a gift. is that still your answerto everything?
yeah, when you come at mewith bullshit like that. oh, no. are they cursingtheir mamas in spain? you didn't wantmy opinion, i don't even knowwhy you asked. i asked, but why does it always have to beso damn prissy? what do you want meto say, monica? go over thereand beat up the girl? go have sex with him?
'cause i'mnot gonna do it. yes, i thinkdecorum is important, and, yes,i'd rather bake a pie than shoota stupid jump-up shot. if that makes metoo prissy for you, then that'sjust too damn bad. so that's whywe can't get along? because i'd rather shoota stupid jump shot? you the onethat's always
turnin' your nose upat me. no, i don't. oh, yes.female superstar athlete whose mother isnothing but a housewife. that's not it. oh, don't tell meyou're not ashamed of me, 'cause i know. i remember wheni was 8 years old. you spent like 4 hours
cooking upthis big, fancy meal, and i guess you and dad got your wires crossedor something, 'cause in he walkswith a couple of pizzas, and you didn'tsay anything. you never stood upfor yourself. ever. if i was ashamed,it was because of that. that is ridiculous.
what's ridiculousis not being a caterer so your husbandcan feel like a man knowing his woman'shome cooking and ironing his drawers. damn it. oh, monica. is that reallyall you think about me? when your daddy and igot married, yes, i had dreams,
but i happen to havegotten pregnant with lena, and then i had you, so i had to putmy dreams on hold. you know what dayi remember? in high school, your spring dance, and i put my mother's pearls around your neck, and i told youyou were beautiful,
because you were. that day, i was happyi didn't have a catering businessto run off to. my familyhad 3 meals a day. they had somebodyto pick up after them... and when my daughterswent to a dance, i could help themget ready. that is whati came to care about. that's allyou cared about.
i must have played in a thousand games, and i can only rememberyou being at 2. you had your coachesand your daddy and everybodyfor that stuff. you knewit never mattered to you one way or anotherwhether i was at them games. it mattered, mama. it mattered.
♪ whoo-oo-oo ♪ ♪ hey ♪ ♪ oo-oo-ooh ♪ ♪ oh-h-h, yeah ♪ ♪ holding back the years ♪ ♪ thinking 'bout the fear ♪ ♪ i've had so long ♪ ♪ when somebodyhere listens ♪ ♪ listen tothe fear that's gone ♪
♪ oo-oo-ooh... ♪ save pulls upthe original account. shift f8 pulls upthe open account. oh, hello, mr. wright. could you excuse me? how's it going? fine? ♪ chance for meto escape ♪
♪ from all i've known ♪ ♪ holding back the tears ♪ ♪ 'cause nothing here ♪ ♪ is wrong ♪ ♪ i've wastedall my tears, yeah ♪ ♪ ain't gonnawaste no more ♪ ♪ wasted all those years ♪ ♪ till they just go by ♪ ♪ nothing had the chanceto be good, no, no ♪
♪ nothing ever could ♪ ♪ oh, no ♪ ♪ but i ♪ ♪ i'll keep holding on ♪ ♪ gotta keep holding on ♪ ♪ to never let go,no, no, no ♪ ♪ oh-h-h ♪ ♪ time, take your time ♪ ♪ baby, take your time ♪
i remember your momhad to beat you into a dress. very funny. visitin'? kyra's out of townfor a couple of days. figured i'd keepmy mom company. so how's the knee? it's getting there. strong enough to getyou down the aisle? 2 weeks.
i didn't get to send youan invitation, but-- oh, it's ok.it's ok. i'm probably-- you know. can i ask you something? you never told me why ballwasn't fun anymore. it just isn't. puhh!
'cause i'm kinda feelin'that way, too. had a rough coupleof years. that's all. i haven'tdribbled a ball in 4 1/2 months. i may miss someof the attention, but besides that-- you're serious. seems likei needed ball when i was tryingto be like my pop.
no. i was tryin' tobe better than my pop. now it's time i triedsomething different. like what? well, i'm thinkin' aboutgoin' back to school. what? oh. yeah.kyra hasn't heard aboutthe school thing yet. she'll probably say it'sthe painkillers talkin'. it's a trip, you know?
when you're a kid, you... you see the life you want, and it nevercrosses your mind that it's not gonnaturn out that way. so why did yougive up ball? why do you keepsweatin' me on that? because i don't get it. man, inever knew a girl, i never knew anyone wholoved ball as much as you.
now all of a sudden, you'regonna trade in your nikes for a pair of shoesyou can't even walk in. just leave it alone,all right? you need to puta sweater on him. it's a little chilly,sweetie. she's fine, ma. yes. her littleicicle arms are so sweet. all right, ma.
come on, lorraina. [crying] your grandmasays it's too cold. oh, grandma. [chuckling] ah! you know, monica... one of the things thatalways drove me crazy about you--
and i have to admitit made me jealous-- what i always admiredwas the fight in you. what are you talking about? well... i might bea little more prissy in this situationthan you, but remember when i said i thoughtquincy could do better? i was talkin' about you.
what's goin' on? we need to talk. you asked mewhat was missing. from basketball. you woke me upto tell me that? it's not fun for me anymorebecause you're missing. what i'm tryingto say is... i've loved yousince i was 11. it surewon't go away.
we haven't talkedsince college. you wait 2 weeksbefore my wedding to tell mesomething like that. i know. i probably shouldhave said it 2 weeks ago. you haven't changed.you still think the sun risesand sets on your ass. guess what? it doesn't. then whyare you so upset?
because youdon't pull this shit on someone who'sabout to get married. better latethan never. right? wrong. i'll play you. one game, one-on-one. [chuckles] for what? your heart.
you're out of your mind. so what?you gonna bitch up? huh. what's that supposedto be, some psychology? look, i know why you broke upwith me in college, and not that itwasn't messed up, but i should havebeen there for you. i just didn'tknow how to do that and be all about ball.
monica, after that stuffwith my dad, i couldn'ttrust anybody. ok? i was lost. that was 5 years ago. i've moved on. prove it. what will this prove? you once said the reasoni beat you was becauseyou wanted me to.
so... if i win, it's because deep down,you know you're about to makethe biggest mistake of your life. and deep down, youwant me to stop you. hunh... and what happenswhen you lose? if i lose...
i'll buy youa wedding present. first to 10. to 5. you scared? i have better thingsto do. check! why don't youd-up this time? 2-zip. 3-zip. where's the d?
sleepy? your knee hurt? come to play? so now you wanna play? now you're takin' offyour brace, huh? think that's gonnamake you play better? 2. 3. 3 up.
♪ when you fill my heartwith joy ♪ ♪ was i blindto the truth? ♪ ♪ just thereto fill the spaces now ♪ ♪ you have no interest in ♪ ♪ in leaving ♪ ♪ that i have to say ♪ ♪ out loud,you make me feel ♪ i don't hearyou talkin'. i don't hear you.
♪ i feel so dumb ♪ ♪ what kind of fool am i? ♪ ♪ you so easily ♪ ♪ set me aside ♪ ♪ you made a fool of me ♪ ♪ tell me why ♪ ♪ you ♪ point. ♪ say that you don't care ♪
♪ but we made love ♪ ♪ i want to kiss you ♪ ♪ does she want youwith the pain that i do? ♪ ♪ smell you in my dreams ♪ ♪ and now,when we're face to face ♪ ♪ you won't look mein the eye ♪ ♪ no time, no friendship,no love ♪ ♪ you say don't touch you ♪ ♪ i can't touch you ♪
♪ no more ♪ ♪ can't touch you ♪ ♪ anymore ♪ all's fair in loveand basketball, right? ♪ made ♪ ♪ a fool of me ♪ ♪ tell me ♪ double or nothin'. p.a.: all right,ladies and gentlemen,
let's stand and welcomeyour los angeles sparks! 15 and 6 on the year,5 in a row. let's meettonight's starters. at one forward, 6'1",from the university of florida, number 8, dalisha milton! at guard, 5'7", u.s.c.,number 32, monica wright-mccall! at forward, 6'1", fromthe university of georgia, number 00, lakesha frett! at guard, number 4,lawadi malika!
and at center, 6'5", u.s.c.,wearing jersey number 9.... [music begins] let's go, mccall! go, mommy! ♪ wherever you roam ♪ ♪ that's where ♪ ♪ i'll go ♪ see mommy? yay! ♪ however you climb ♪
♪ that's how ♪ ♪ whenever you shine ♪ ♪ that's when ♪ ♪ it don't matter the time ♪ ♪ baby, yeah ♪ ♪ never thought i'd knowsuccess, yeah ♪ ♪ never thoughti'd come to feel ♪ ♪ tenderness of your touch ♪ ♪ the good tasteof your sweet love ♪
♪ the sexinessof your appeal ♪ ♪ when you smile,i saw angels ♪ ♪ and all my worriesdisappeared ♪ ♪ you looked at mewith your heart ♪ ♪ blessed me with your wonder ♪ ♪ and held my futurein your hands ♪ ♪ so, wherever you roam ♪ ♪ it was like a tripto heaven, yeah ♪ ♪ a fantasy come true ♪
♪ there isno greater wonder ♪ ♪ a spell you got me under ♪ ♪ whatever you ask of me,i'll do ♪ ♪ baby ♪ ♪ however you climb... ♪ [new song begins] man: ♪ i wannadance tonight ♪ ♪ i wanna toast tonight ♪ ♪ i'll spendmy money tonight ♪
♪ i'll spend my money tonight ♪ ♪ i wanna dance tonight ♪ ♪ i wanna toast tonight ♪ ♪ i want to freak ittonight ♪ ♪ freakin',baby, yeah ♪ ♪ first thingwe need to do ♪ ♪ is buy brand-new fitsfor you ♪ ♪ make surethat you look good ♪ ♪ make sure that ismell good ♪
♪ let's purchase2 new billies ♪ ♪ i know that itlooks trendy ♪ ♪ so glad thatis not wendy ♪ ♪ here comes that girlnamed donnie ♪ ♪ ask if she wants to go ♪ ♪ tonight's gonna behot for sure ♪ ♪ big dancin' on the floor ♪ ♪ folks trippin',i don't know ♪ ♪ money flyin' everywhere ♪
♪ champagne,we won't go there ♪ ♪ bottles poppin'in the air ♪ ♪ they'll be screamin',i don't care ♪ ♪ i wanna dance night,i wanna toast tonight ♪ ♪ i'll spend my moneytonight ♪ ♪ i wanna get freakytonight ♪ woman:♪ the work counted ♪ ♪ me and a coupleof friends ♪ ♪ don't needto settle down ♪
♪ my bodydon't know how ♪ ♪ from there ♪ ♪ i see you lookin' ♪ ♪ sure hope ♪ ♪ that you're not tookin' ♪ ♪ don't hear usin the crowd ♪ ♪ this placeis so damn loud ♪ ♪ go ahead andclose your eyes ♪ ♪ go ahead,doowutchyalike ♪
♪ i'm feelin' just as fine ♪ ♪ do you feelyou're so divine? ♪ ♪ i wannatoast tonight ♪ ♪ i wanna dance tonight ♪ ♪ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ i'll be all righttonight ♪ ♪ i wanna get funky tonight ♪ ♪ oh, yeah,dance tonight ♪ ♪ toast tonight,spend your money ♪
♪ spend my money ♪ ♪ dance tonight,toast tonight ♪ ♪ break your body, baby ♪ ♪ toast tonight,spend your money, baby ♪ ♪ dance tonight, toast tonight ♪ ♪ spend my money, baby ♪ ♪ break your body,baby ♪ ♪ oh, yeah ♪ ♪ dance with me ♪
♪ la la la la la la ♪ ♪ i been so many placesin my life ♪ ♪ i've seen so many facespassing by ♪ ♪ nevertheless, i hold onto what i know ♪ ♪ that hope alone is bothprecious and gold ♪ ♪ there's no belief that igive my love whole ♪ ♪ and even if the truthsof life remain untold ♪ ♪ i know one day the mysteriesthey will unfold ♪ ♪ and my greatnessand strength i will behold ♪
♪ i soar, i fly ♪ ♪ i reach abovethe distant morning star ♪ ♪ i live one day ♪ ♪ i miss a step,i will my love away ♪ ♪ la la la la la-ahh ♪ ♪ ahh ♪ ♪ la la la la la-aah ♪ ♪ i soar ♪ ♪ i fly ♪
♪ i live ♪ ♪ one day ♪ ♪ i miss the stand ♪ ♪ ahh ohh ♪ ♪ la la la la la ♪ captioned by the nationalcaptioning institute--www.ncicap.org--
