All You Got Page #6

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(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 b*tch.

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.

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