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- You're this whore's pimp, aren't you?

- Just name your price.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Come on, man.

- Oh.

- Oh, God. Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay. Jesus.

- You're bleeding. Oh, God.

- No sh*t.

Jesus, he was big.

- Here.

- Oh, thanks.

You know, you were very good.

Very good.

- Thanks.

- Oh, I got something for ya.

This is the money for the bail.

Oh, it's okay.

Anthony Hopkins dropped the charges.

- I got my money back.

- Huh!

Well, now we can be friends, right?

I want you to understand.

It's not who you are.

It's what you are that I don't like.

Do you understand the difference?

Yeah, but I got a feeling

you're gonna tell me anyway.

When I was in college,

I knew a guy who was just like you.

He was charming, smart, funny.

I thought

I was the luckiest girl in the world.

But then I got pregnant,

and my luck ran out.

And so did he.

He said itjust wouldn't work out...

that he wasn't

into any heavy lifting.

Good-bye.

And for the last eight years,

I've raised my son alone.

So it's not that I don't like you;

you're just not a heavy lifter.

Yeah!

Whoo!

I can do it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Get a room, guys.

One, two, three...

That's my team.

Right here. Here. Wong. Wong.

- I got it!

- Okay. Right here. Right here.

Right there.

All right, guys! One more point!

One more point! We got this!

Do it!

Yeah! Whoo!

Yeah! Crystal! Go, Olga!

- Wong's Bonsais!

- Okay. Come on.

- Hey, how we doin'?

- We won!

- Chief, they won their last game.

- We won? You're shittin' me.

We did good, very, very good.

- How they doin'?

- Two more points, and we're in the finals.

One more! One more! One more!

Yeah.

- Okay, girl. Just like that.

- That's my girl.

Come on, girl.

- Mine.

- Go, go, go, go!

The Bonsais!

You all right, baby?

- What is this?

- I think her ankle's broken.

No, it's not.

Put some weight on it. How's that?

That's broken.

Don't move. Don't move. Don't move.

We'll help you up.

There you go.

Walk it off, honey. Walk it off.

Hey, hey! There she is!

Number-one player. Star. Yes.

I was a fool. I ruin everything...

for my family,

my people, my team, man.

No. No, cousin. You know, no ruin.

You a star. You a star.

Wong know volleyball.

You come back, you see?

Watch. You are called buena,

muy buena, yeah.

Hey, you're cute.

Yeah?

Where did a little Japanese man

like you learn to speak Spanish, huh?

I go to a college. L... l...

Uh-uh.

My name is Juan. Juan.

I'm a Mexican just like you.

I just use this Asian thing to get ahead

in my business... nursery... right?

I'm trying to fill my pail with gold

and spill over... something Billy told me.

- Comprendes?

- S.

- S?

- Yo te comprendo.

Well, I don't wanna... hold you up.

But one more thing:

Do you want me to go with you to make sure

they don't touch you in the wrong places?

- No me importa. Vmonos.

- Okay. Let's go. It's your limo.

Okay, come on.

We've got two teams in the finals,

and we only got three players.

- I mean, what are we gonna do?

- Unless you put a dress on, we're one player short.

- I'll play.

- Oh.

- Finally.

- What do you mean, "finally"?

Dude, she was all-conference

at Pepperdine.

- Why didn't you tell me that?

- Because she didn't wanna play...

and you always said

that if somebody doesn't wanna play...

you shouldn't try and make 'em.

Let me give you a word

of advice about women:

We are never too big

to be small.

You understand?

How many fingers, Billy?

Three.

Welcome live

from Huntington Beach, California...

the setting for one of the fastest, funnest,

most furious competitions under the seagulls.

I'm Chris Rawley, and this is the AVP

Women's Beach Volleyball Championships.

- Boy, that's a mouthful.

- I'm Harry Hawk, welcoming you

to a delightful day...

of bodies, beauty,

brains and... balls.

That's right, Harry. You know,

this tournament is one of the tournaments...

that has made Christina Hansen

a household name.

And this is the tournament

that she has owned for the last eight years.

Maybe so, Chris,

but I'm like everybody else.

I wanna know...

Who are these mystery girls?

That's right. The big story's the hijacking

of the tournament by Wong's Bonsais.

- No, Chris.

There's a late name change on this one.

- My bad.

Make that Juan's Bonsais.

You know, they're fielding two teams...

and they're playing against

the best volleyball players in the world.

But right now,

here's the true star this week:

Two-time Olympic gold medalist

Christina Hansen.

- Hey, guys. It's great to be here.

- So, Christina...

how does it feel to be upstaged

on your own turf by some... players.

- You mean "strippers."

- Now, they earned the right to be here.

Listen, I wouldn't call it upstaged.

It's more like a freak show.

I mean, Juan's bimbos are turning

beach volleyball into burlesque.

Now, come on, Christina.

As a guy, I gotta say...

beach volleyball

has always been a sexy sport.

- Good point.

- I mean, it's one of the reasons...

the game is so popular

among male viewers.

Hey, there's a big difference,

and you guys know it.

Women like me have worked hard

to make this sport legitimate and competitive.

Sure, sex sells. But this is a joke.

It's more like Hooters.

- One of our proud sponsors, by the way.

- You betcha.

Ladies and gentlemen...

a loud round of applause

for Juan's Bonsais Uno.

- We're definitely the best-looking team.

- Sexy's good. Sexy's good.

It's mine. It's "Juan" with a "J."

Our returning champions...

Jenn Meredith

and Christina Hansen!

- That's just showin' off.

- Yeah.

Yeah! All right!

And the game mercifully comes to an end.

- Good game.

- Whoo.

Well, one down and "Juan" to go.

Wow. What a beating.

You know, Harry, the Bonsais are a treat

to look at, but they were up against the best.

There are two Bonsai beauties left, although,

I must say, they are out of their league.

- They didn't suffer.

- No.

You're on, kid.

I'm out.

Uh, I'm sorry. This is us.

- Baby. Baby.

- Hey.

Here. Let me help you

with those.

Got it!

Whoo!

Yeah!

You still got it, baby! You still got it!

And Juan's Bonsais win their first match.

Well, no surprise here.

Hansen and Meredith are going to the finals.

The Bonsais win again.

Yeah!

Christina Hansen, here I come!

We're in the finals.

We're in the finals.

Juan's Bonsais have made it

to the finals thanks to a totally unknown player...

who's absolutely

electrified this crowd.

Harry, I don't know who this Julie is,

but she's too good to go unknown for long.

You looked great out there today.

- Thanks.

- Jackson tells me you were

headed for the Olympics.

- Is that true?

- That's true.

And Christina Hansen

was my backup on second team.

- How come she didn't recognize you?

- 'Cause I'm a redhead now.

And, you know,

I've filled out a little since then.

All the right places, I might add.

Not to sound like a dirty old man.

You know, Billy,

my son knows the truth about his father...

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