Coach Carter Page #7

- Watch your back! Come in!

- Watch the screen!

Make the shot, Damien!

Diane! Diane!

Defense!

Go, go, go. Ball, ball, ball.

Right there, right there. l got him.

- Off him, man. Off him.

- Richmond's ball!

Richmond's ball!

Yeah!

Kenyon! Kenyon!

Hattie Jean! Hattie Jean!

Hattie Jean, Hattie Jean,

Hattie Jean!

- D up!

- Check! Check!

- Get there!

- Right there!

Get back! Get back! Get back!

Move your feet!

Move your feet!

A foul, ref!

Right wing, Kenyon, wing!

Richmond takes the lead

for the first time in the game,

Slow the ball down!

Slow the ball down!

Let's go, Cougars, let's go!

Defense! Defense!

- That's a charge! Driving!

- Basket's good!

The basket counts,

and the Cougars have tied the game.

That was a bad call, ref!

- Basket counts! One shot!

- That's a charge!

- Foul's on red five. On the block.

- Don't tie me like that!

Coach! Please get back in the box.

Please get in the box?

Please get your head in the game!

Give me a break!

Cruz. ln for Lyle.

- Kenyon! Damien!

- Sub, for five.

Let's go.

Listen, we got nine seconds left.

Get the ball, push it hard.

The ball's coming to you, Kenyon.

Run Linda. Run Linda.

You be open, all right?

Let's go. You can do this.

Do it. Let's go.

Come on, sirs. Hurry.

Let's go, guys! Let's go!

Let's go! Let's go!

One shot.

Backboard D!

Backboard D!

And the Bayhill Cougars take the lead

with nine seconds left.

Go to war, Miss Margaret,

this is a tight one.

Let's go, let's go!

Linda! Linda!

Watch the pick! Watch the pick!

Stop the ball! Stop the ball!

lt's not there! lt's not there!

To the hole! To the hole!

Watch it!

D up, man!

Yeah!

lt's all right, man.

- Nice game. Nice game.

- Good game, coach. Thank you, sir.

Rich what? Richmond!

Rich what? Richmond!

Rich what? Richmond!

Line up! Line up!

Let's shake hands.

That's what l'm talking

about, coach.

- Way to go, Lyle. Good game, son.

- Love you, Dad.

Ladies and gentlemen,

l now present

the 22nd Annual Bayhill Tournament

championship trophy

to Richmond High School.

Hey, number three.

- Nice game.

- Thank you.

Okay, cool.

- All right, come on.

- All right.

Watch his door.

Yo, yo. Come on, man, let's go.

Load up, load up.

Tonya, guess what.

We won the whole thing.

That's right, 1 6-0.

Oh, and here's the best part:

Your second-favorite man was MVP.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

l shouldn't tell you that.

He should tell you.

l'll wake him up so he can tell you.

Hold on.

Why don't you try their doorbell

with your ghetto self. Move.

Can you reach that?

- Look at this place.

- Glad you guys could come.

Oh, you know, we try to be

up in here, baby.

Yo, what's up? This is a nice crib.

Know what? He must be

in somebody else's room.

Like l was saying, you know,

l'm Junior Battle. l'm the man.

- That's what l'm talking about.

- l know.

- So you ain't got no boyfriend?

- Maybe.

Yo!

You looking for your team?

Yes, sir.

Oh, baby. Hard biz.

Know what l'm saying?

This is my style right here.

l'm amazing. Feel me, Lyle?

Hey, yo, Lyle.

Let me get a coochie juice.

l got you, dog. l got you.

- Yo, Worm!

- What up, dog?

- Damien!

- Yeah?

l'm open!

Damien!

- Damien, are you drunk?

- No. l don't drink.

- Sorry about the thing.

- lt's okay.

- l see you!

- l see you too.

- l see her!

- Why don't we go swimming.

- We're going swimming?

- Yeah.

Hey, l'm going swimming!

l'm going swimming!

You're going swimming

with the MVP!

MVP!

This water's probably

cold as hell, shorty. l don't know.

And swimming ain't my cup of tea,

baby. Know what l'm saying?

Heated. Probably 90 degrees.

- We don't have bathing suits.

- Right.

Neither do we.

Oh, so it's like that?

Show me the money, then,

know what l'm saying?

- Damn!

- Since it's like that.

Oh, damn. Yeah, that's nice.

- Damn!

- You are looking right.

l like that.

You guys coming?

We're getting in there.

l gotta take my chain off

so it don't turn green.

Oh, man, l can't believe this.

Heaven!

Excuse me.

- Can l help you?

- l'm Ken Carter,

coach of the Richmond High

basketball team.

Richmond?

- You're a little lost, aren't you?

- Well, l'm looking for my son.

The cab driver told me he dropped

the team off here for a party.

Excuse me.

Oh, my God, is that--?

Oh, my God, it's Susan's dad.

You see your son?

Yes, sir, l do.

Damien Carter.

Get your ass out of that pool.

Yes, sir.

Richmond High players, let's go!

- Coach!

- Hey, Worm, where did you go?

Worm?

What up, coach?

l got somebody l want

you to meet.

Now, l just met her,

but she is fine as hell.

- Her name is...

- Susan!

- Susan. He right!

- Oh, sh*t.

My daughter, Susan.

You are not going to like

what happens in practice on Monday.

You think you've run for me before?

l come to your rooms to celebrate

with you, and you sneak--

l end up taking a road trip

to the suburbs,

where l find my

drunk-ass point guard

on top of Daddy's little princess!

Actually, l was on the bottom, coach.

She was on the top.

Worm, do you wanna be

on this team?

Because you're about six words

from getting kicked off

and kicked off the goddamn bus!

Cruz, open your eyes!

Ghetto hoop stars!

Signing autographs

and humping the honeys!

Well, l'm gonna show you

what humping is.

Coach, we won the tournament.

We undefeated.

l mean, ain't that what you wanted?

Winners?

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, no!

God--!

You guys are awesome!

What's up, Cruz?

l don't know.

Coach giving us a day off, l guess.

Yo, l don't even know where

the library's even at.

- l bet you don't.

- ''Library's at''?

He don't know

where the library's at.

Quiet.

Quiet!

Gentlemen, in this hand,

l hold contracts

signed by me and signed by you.

ln this hand, l hold academic-progress

reports prepared by your teachers.

We have six players failing

at least one class,

eight players getting incompletes

based on attendance.

Gentlemen, you have failed to up--

No, l'm sorry.

We have failed.

We have failed each other.

Now, there are some of you

who have upheld this contract.

But know that we are a team.

And until we all meet the terms

of this contract,

the gym will remain locked.

- Locked?

- What?

- What you mean, locked?

- What, like for the day?

- He must mean for the day.

- Mr. Thompson,

Mr. Gesek and Miss Sherman have

generously volunteered their time

to help us reach our goals.

But, coach, l have a 3.3.

That's good, sir.

Do you score all the points

for the team too?

We are the Richmond Oilers.

Do you know what Oilers

stands for?

Sir?

Know that you're not just

walking out on me.

You're walking out on them.

l had to beg you.

And then l ran all those sprints.

l did all that sh*t.

l killed myself for you, sir,

to get back on the team.

This is bullshit.

You put a lock on the gym and forced

them to meet you in the library?

- Are you crazy?

- Miss Garrison.

l'm surprised you know

where my office is.

Take the lock off that gym.

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