All You Got Page #2

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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.

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