Love Don't Cost a Thing Page #7

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and handle your business.

Look, Alvin. Look, man.

When l was in school, l was one

of the coolest dudes at the school.

l was something else, man.

l had the whole game working.

And l guess l kind

of just always wanted you...

...to have that same kind

of fun that l did.

But you know why that was?

See, it was because, see...

...l didn't have your brains.

l didn't have your potential.

None of that, man.

But you....

From day one, me and your mama...

...we always knew, man, that you was just

gonna achieve some great things for us.

l don't know, l guess maybe l was...

...maybe a little jealous or something.

l don't know.

But l'm gonna tell you something, though.

l have always...

...always been proud of you, son.

l been damn proud of you, man.

Look who's awake.

You finished it.

Congratulations, it looks good.

Yeah, thanks. Hey, guys, look--

Man, save your breath.

Look, come on, guys. Don't go. l was--

-What's the matter with the Galaxie?

-lt's none of your concern.

The scholarship committee's probably gonna

want to look at this engine next week.

Other than that, y'all needed an engine.

Set the screen! Set the screen!

There it is. There it is.

Thirty seconds remaining in the half.

Get back, get back.

Come on, Ted. Come on, Ted.

-Basket by number 32.

-Hey, that was your man.

You got to call a switch.

See, this is the reason why we're losing.

Because we're infected with losers.

Stay focused on the game, man.

Forget them.

Oh, man.

Attention, losers,

get out of my good-luck seats now!

No, we're gonna sit where we want.

Oh, you think it's a game, huh?

Get up or get beat down.

Yo, Ted, let's go, man. Let's go

to the locker room. We're running plays.

Move now.

You wanna beat somebody up,

huh, tough guy?

He just asked for an ass-whupping.

l've been waiting for this.

-Yeah. Yeah.

-Ted.

l'll beat you like you stole something.

Go ahead.

Start beating.

Can't beat me no worse

than l been beating myself...

...for wanting to be friends with you.

All this time,

l was just fronting to be cool.

Because l didn't have the balls enough

to be myself.

So instead,

l started dissing my real friends.

But, hey, this is who l am.

Alvin Johnson. Pool boy.

l like blended mocha lattes,

with a little foam on the top.

l like Michael Jackson's Bad album.

This is me.

And l ain't afraid to admit it.

So go ahead, Ted.

Do it.

Hit me.

And l'm gonna show you who's bad.

-Ted, what you gonna do?

-Yeah, Ted.

Who's bad?

You are a freak!

Yeah.

-Take your boy.

-Chill, we got him.

Yeah, you chill. You chill.

All right.

Alvin.

Alvin, stop.

Hey. Hey, baby.

l've been thinking. l'm gonna give you

one more chance to apologize.

l have other dreams.

Other dreams? l'm your meal ticket.

Pool boy, right? You bugging.

Alvin, stop.

-Alvin, l know. l know what you're thinking.

-No.

-You think you know.

-No. l know.

You're all mad at yourself

and feeling like some kind of fool...

...because you've been fronting

about who you are for two weeks?

l been fronting about who l am,

who l wanna be...

...for as long as l can even remember.

And on the real, l'm tired--

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