Just Wright Page #6

Synopsis: Leslie Wright is a straight-shooting physical therapist who gets the gig of a lifetime working with NBA All-Star Scott McKnight. All is going well until Leslie finds herself falling for Scott, forcing her to choose between the gig and the tug-of-war inside her heart. Oblivious to her romantic overtures, McKnight is instead drawn to the affections of Leslie's childhood friend Morgan, who has her sights set on being an NBA trophy wife. Is Leslie destined to play the role of "best friend" forever or will Scott finally see that what he always wanted is right in front of him?
Genre: Comedy, Romance, Sport
Director(s): Sanaa Hamri
Production: 20th Century Fox
  1 win & 11 nominations.
 
IMDB:
5.9
Metacritic:
51
Rotten Tomatoes:
44%
PG
Year:
2010
100 min
$21,520,719
Website
2,103 Views


Seat belt. Come on.

I don't wanna write this down

I wanna tell you how I feel right now

I don't wanna take no time

to write this down

I wanna tell you how I feel right now

He can't dribble.

Yeah.

Tomorrow may never come

For you or me life is not promised

You all right, man?

Tomorrow may never show up

How'd you know?

I'm a fan.

I haven't been here in years.

This court kept me out of a lot of trouble.

Every day, practicing for hours,

dreaming that one day...

Watch that, watch that.

Every time I come to the Rucker,

I'm just amazed at the raw talent

that some of these kids have.

And how no matter how good they are,

most of them

will never make it to the NBA.

But not you.

See, you're blessed.

You made it. Your dream came true.

Hey, that's Scott McKnight!

Well, I think you've been spotted.

Yo, what's up, man?

All right, what's up, yo?

- Good, good.

- Watch his knee.

That's the one you hurt, right?

That's the one?

I've seen your handle over there,

I see your handle over there.

Just playing hard, man,

trying to get back there, you know?

So, what you doing in the hood?

We need you back in the league.

- Yes, sir.

- I'm coming, man.

You really think you could

get me back by the Playoffs?

Yeah.

We got up to eight weeks.

But you're gonna hate me

by the time I'm through with you.

We're on the game, yo.

- Come on, let's go play.

- Let's get to the game!

All right, y'all better show me

some game. Some real game.

- Show him how it's done.

- I'm gonna dunk on you, Scott.

Okay.

He's talking about he's gonna dunk on me?

Is that a smile?

Wow. So we go to work?

Maniac, maniac

Seven, six, five. Come on, trust your leg.

Trust your leg, push it out.

Three, two... Give me 100%.

You okay?

It's all right.

A little bit of pain is to be expected,

but you know what,

you're working your way back.

You got the Playoffs coming up.

You're doing better today

than you were doing a week ago,

better than you were doing

a week before that,

better than a week before that,

so every day, progress.

The knee's about healed,

now it's time to go to work.

It's gonna respond,

don't worry about it, I'm telling you.

Yeah, I'm good, I'm good.

Let's go.

Oh, when I move there's something

about the way I get down

Come on, come on. Quick stepping.

Quick step, quick step.

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

Hopped on the boat

when the boat left the dock

Being hot right off

when we seemed to stop

But seeming to stop is what we were not

Seeming to stop is what we were not

Oh, when I move

there's something about the way

I get down

that makes the people say

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

Oh, your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

- Your feet on fire

Rock it out. Lock it out. That's what

I'm talking about, Scott McKnight!

- Feel good?

- Yeah, I feel good. Let me get some water.

- Feel tired?

- Yeah, I'm... I'm straight up.

Water, that's for rich people.

Come on, I ain't got no water.

All I got is guts. Let's go!

You realize

how good you are at this?

You know, you ain't got to

sweat me or nothing about it.

Nah, seriously, you're doing great work.

Well, it's not often I get to combine

my love of basketball with my job.

Maybe this shouldn't be a one-time thing.

What're you talking about?

I mean, why not work your program

full-time? Take it to the pro level.

- The NBA?

- Why not?

I guess I could see myself hanging

around a bunch of hot, sweaty guys.

That ain't cool.

Eleanor? That hooptie has a name?

Hey, don't talk about my Mustang.

That was my grandfather's car.

He wanted me to have it when he died.

I'm sure the invention

of the first automobile

was fascinating back in the day.

You got jokes.

Well, keeping Eleanor with her dimple.

Dimple?

The dent in the driver's side door.

My grandfather had a dimple

on his left side, so just like Eleanor.

That's why you never got the door fixed.

Well, I looked into it,

but every body shop said the same thing.

To fix the door, you gotta lose the dimple.

I'd rather keep the dimple,

- sore shoulder and all. Come on, let's go.

- All right.

- Two more sets.

- You're not gonna let up 'cause it's Friday?

- No. Correct.

- Leslie.

They were mad thick.

Like Coke bottle glasses?

- Like headlights.

- Oh, my goodness. No.

They called me "four eyes"

and "Mister Magoo."

Now, see, me, unlike yourself,

I was popular in high school.

- Why you...

- No, 'cause you know what,

I was cool with all of the nerds, cool

with the jocks and thugs, you know.

But the girls did give me

a little bit of drama

'cause the guys always liked

having me around them.

Look at... You was...

You was that girl, huh?

You know I wasn't that girl.

I was a good girl.

I know you're a good girl.

You want to get something to eat?

Yeah, let's do that.

- Yeah, man. What you gonna have?

- What you want?

I think I want a whiting sandwich.

Let me get some cocoa bread, too, bro.

What you know about cocoa bread?

I know about cocoa bread, girl.

I thought you'd be eating sushi

and Mediterranean food, olives and...

I wouldn't know my father

if he walked right past me.

Sometimes, during the game,

I look into the seats, wonder if he's in one.

Cheering for me.

That must be a trip, huh?

It is what it is.

There you go.

- Bless you.

- Thank you.

Take your book.

You know, I'm gonna keep taking books.

Whatever.

What?

So, you know I gotta ask you, right?

Ask me what?

Well, you haven't been out

on one single date since you been here.

I haven't seen your cell being blown up,

or you texting people back and forth.

- So, what's up?

- Okay, all right, I'm single.

But you're great.

You're funny. You're smart.

You're attractive.

Why are you single?

I just haven't found what I'm looking for.

What's that?

The one I can't live without.

- Live with that.

- Cutting that.

- Deal with that.

- You still gonna get set.

You might be getting a cold.

I don't get sick.

- I could have got that.

- I know.

But now I'm gonna take care of you.

That's not bad.

I got skills.

You probably been taking care

of everybody but yourself

your whole life.

Not really.

Right.

Take a little more.

Mmm. I don't really want none.

I need you to get better.

We need you to get better. Okay?

Good. You want some tea?

Mmm-mmm.

I'm here, okay?

If you need anything.

I have to get to Cartagena.

Cartagena? Angel, you are hell and gone

from Cartagena.

- Cartagena 's over there on the coast.

- Bless you.

- Please, I need your help.

- Thank you.

- That's my new career.

- It's very late.

Lady, half a year's work just flew

south for the winter, all right?

My jeep is totaled.

Now, anyone who loves

to cook needs to pay attention

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