He Got Game Page #7

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Ah. Well, I told you

my first name was Jake,

and, uh, I got two children.

Got a son.

His name is Jesus,

and, uh, got a daughter

named Mary.

Are you, like,

religious or something?

Oh, most definitely. Most defin--

Well, more so like, uh--

Well, spirituality too.

You really think

you're slick, huh?

I'm not talking anymore

about me until you...

start talking some more

about you.

All right. Well, um...

I like you, you know, uh,

fa-- uh, Dakota.

And, uh...

I think that, uh...

I can help you.

You know, trying

to f*** me isn't going to help me.

- Okay?

- I ain't talking about

nothing like that.

Why do you all men think...

dick is the cure-all?

I don't know about all men,

but I don't even think like that.

- Oh, no?

- No.

- You got a dick, don't you?

- Without a doubt.

- You got balls, don't you?

- Both of them. Both of them.

You really

think you're slick, huh?

No. I don't think

nothing like that.

So you want to know

something about me, or not?

I'm sorry.

I talk too much.

That's what Sweetness always says.

Where's my wig?

Damn!

- You lost your wig?

- Where's my wig?

Oh, man.

Look under the bed.

Bingo. There it is.

- Thanks.

- All right.

Anyway, uh, l, uh...

have a wife--

had a wife named Martha...

and, uh...

I love her very much.

Uh, I took her life.

I murdered her, and, uh...

I'm serving time

for that right now.

I still got a ways

to go, and, uh...

I guess it's like God is paying--

making me pay for my sins.

F*** you.

Okay? You killed your wife?

I don't believe you.

Well, it don't matter, but,

you know, it's true, uh...

I'm on a kind of a...

work release program.

Well, here we are, huh?

Both f***ed-up people.

...kept his mouth shut before the game.

Let's go to the Garden.

First quarter, Knicks up one.

Jordan for three?

Boo-yeah!

M.J. got much game.

Beaucoup game

in the first quarter alone.

- Jesus.

- I don't know yet.

- No, it's me, baby. It's Lala.

- What time is it anyway?

It's like 1:
00 a.m.

I'm really sorry it's so late,

but I really have

to speak to you.

- Honey, I really need you to meet with

that guy I was telling you about.

- Who?

- He still wants just

five minutes of your time.

- What's his name again?

D'Andre Mackey.

He's a good brother also.

- He's a good brother?

-Yeah.

I don't know.

I was dreaming.

I don't know, Lala.

I'll get in trouble

for this.

Look, I told you he's a really

good friend of the family,

and... it would mean

a lot to me.

So, please?

All right, all right. Just let

me go back to sleep, okay?

- Okay. I'll arrange everything.

- I'll see you tomorrow at school.

Good night.

- Jesus?

- What?

- I love you.

- I love you too.

So, what did he say?

He's down whenever

you want to meet.

Let's go, Shuttlesworth!

Yeah, I'm coming,

I'm coming.

- Morning, Jake.

- Hey, what's happening?

What time is it?

Time for you to get

your ass out of bed.

You see, if I was you, I wouldn't

spend too much time sleeping.

-Well, you ain't me, is you?

-That's right. I haven't killed anybody.

- Yet.

- Why you got to take it there, Spivey?

Come on, everybody, let's be friends.

You know, it's

Tuesday morning, and time is flying.

You trying to make me feel better?

I know what day it is.

I don't want you to lose track of time.

You see, we're on a tight schedule.

We can all go back early,

if you just...

decide to give it up.

Throw in the towel.

You know, you haven't had

too much success with your son yet.

- Have you?

- Come on now. Leave the man alone.

It's not over till it's over,

till the fat lady sings.

That's right. That's right.

So since I'm on the clock,

if you two gentlemen don't mind,

can I get on with my day?

We're leaving.

- Just doing our job, baby.

- We all happy in our work, ain't we?

Y'all want some breakfast?

Naw, naw, naw. We had the continental

over at the Marriott.

- Yeah? Ain't as good as this though.

Give me one at a time,

one at a time.

- Can I have your autograph?

- Back up.

Hey, yo, back up! Hey, back up,

back up! Let the man breathe.

Give him some air.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's right.

You want his autograph now, 'cause it's

going to be worth big money real soon.

Now go on.

Hey, man, back up!

Here you go.

Here you go, partner.

Take it easy, Booger.

It's gonna be all right.

I'll take care of you,

all right? See?

I wonder where the hell

this bus is. Damn!

- For whom the final bell tolls

- Whoo!

- Big Time, what's up, baby?

- What up, J-man?

- You got it.

You not rolling public transportation

with all these knuckleheads.

Big Time Willie, that's what I've been

trying to tell him but he won't listen.

- I like to ride the bus.

These are my people.

- Hey, what's up with Jake?

- These are my peeps right here.

-Yo, man, it's your pops.

How are you doing, son?

Can I talk to you for a second?

- One-on-one--

- Naw. Boog, get in the f***ing car.

We late for school.

Get in the f***ing car, now.

- Son--

- Hey, don't push me, man.

- Can I talk to you, son?

- I don't know. You'll see me around.

- Just off the back--

- Bye, Uncle Jake.

Go ahead. Take off.

- Smack me if I'm wrong--

- Big Time!

So you want me to talk

to your pops, man?

He's stressing you out, I see.

I'll talk to him, man. I'll handle him.

Just give me the word.

I can handle my own

business, all right?

Yeah? You can handle it?

All right, J-man, handle it.

You know, your pops,

bugged out as he is right now,

back in the day,

he could play some ball, yeah.

Did you know that? Huh?

Did you know that?

- He knows.

-Yeah. Let's slide off to A.C., J-man.

- What's up, Jesus!

- Atlantic City, my treat.

- We got school.

- J-man.

- A.C.--

- Like my cousin said, we got school.

Right. My bad, my bad.

Hey, can't be f***ing with

y'all's education, right?Yeah.

- So where you going to school, man?

You made up your mind?

- Not yet.

Look, you pygmy motherf***er--

- I'm not a pygmy.

- You want to walk to school?

Big Time, it's cool.

I'll kick your ass

out to the curb right now.

I mean, my bad and all, my bad,

but don't make me get violent

early in the morning.

- Really. I ain't had my coffee.

- Be cool, all right?

You know it's no coincidence

motherfuckers don't be f***ing

with you, right?

Starting beefs with you,

starting sh*t with you.

You know.

- As jealous as n*ggers is

around here, like that n*gger.

- Jesus!

Look, the reason

why nobody...

fucks with you is 'cause Big Time Willie

put the word out, all right?

- Oh, you did?

- Big Time Willie told motherfuckers...

they be f***ing with the J,

they're gonna wake up dead

in the Atlantic Ocean.

Look, I hate to break it

down to you this way,

but it's not 'cause

they love you, man.

Huh? The bigger a n*gger get up in this

motherf***er, the more they hate you.

All right? I mean,

you can play ball and all that,

but, sh*t, that don't mean sh*t

to these n*ggers 'round here;

put a cap in your ass.

Just on G.P. That's on the strength.

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