Miles Page #2
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- 2016
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qualify for that so,
we should keep looking.
Oh.
Men's volleyball scholarship
to Loyola university.
What's this?
It's just what it says.
Well that's in
Chicago isn't it?
Yes but you'd have to
be on the volleyball team.
Then I'll get on
the team, I'm good.
Sweetie, it's a girls' team.
Well is there a law
saying that a boy
can't play on a girls' team?
You know, we did
have this come up
with a girl in football
a few seasons ago.
we let her play,
but we never had a boy
wanna be on a girls' team.
I mean...
look for other options.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Yeah.
So, I'm gonna need you
to warm the girls up.
Okay, start peppering...
hey coach.
Is it too late to tryout?
For who, for you?
Yeah I wanna play.
Well this is a girls' team.
Well if there's a boys' team
I'd be there.
Come on, please?
All right, well what the heck.
Go suit up and be back in five.
Okay.
All right, ladies.
Please don't expect any
favors or any free rides.
This is a challenging sport.
A little more energy,
that's right.
Faster, faster!
One that brings the
best out of my girls.
Uh, all of my students.
Higher, higher, higher!
That's it, come on!
Come on, Penelope, do it!
I take this sport
very seriously,
and I expect you
all will as well.
A spot on this team
does not come cheap.
Ballet class.
So if you've come to play,
I want you to play hard.
But I also want you to
learn how to play well.
This is where we see
what you're made of.
This is where you bump
your distractions,
set your targets,
and spike your goals.
Not the worst I've seen.
Nice work, keep it up.
What are you doing
out there, Candace?
If you make the cut,
your name will
office after tryouts.
Lower.
If your name is not on the list,
that's it.
No tears, no phone
calls from your parents.
All right?
I wish you the best of luck,
ladies... and miles!
Yes!
Awe snap!
Love the enthusiasm.
I'm sorry,
I didn't see you there.
Most people don't.
Oh, before you pop a chub,
you should know that
everyone made the team.
How do you know?
eight people made the team.
Six on the court, two
on the bench, duh.
I'm miles, by the way.
Penelope.
Oh, but my friends call me P.
You can call me P.
Oh okay, um...
Thanks, P.
You got it, girl.
Refill?
Can you please just sign it?
Why would you wanna
join a girl's team
when there's so many boy sports.
I like volleyball.
Hey, I know the
football coach.
I bet he'd let
you be the kicker.
Do you want me to ask him?
No mom, that's okay just...
I don't know honey,
with dad gone
this sure seems
like a lot for you.
Mom, that's why I wanna play.
It's something to get
my mind off of him.
Okay.
It'll be fun,
it's just a game.
Here you go.
Hey miles.
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
We want everyone in this room,
in this school,
and in this town,
coming out to support us.
Let me hear you, Pondley high!
Here is the moment you've
all been waiting for!
Let me introduce you to the
1999 girls varsity
volleyball team!
Come on out!
So come on out for our first
game of the season against...
Walton's a fag!
Calvary high on...
Who said that?
Who said that?
For that, Mr. Roberts,
you can see me after.
So yeah, come and support us.
We'll see you next week.
Hey, let's hear it for
the lady warriors huh?!
So I went over there
and her delightful mother
Rhonda answered the door.
I felt like I was
talking to her bodyguard.
And then, she had
the nerve to slam
the door in my face right after
she told me that I needed help.
Can you imagine, like I'm the
crazy one in this situation?
And now that Ron is dead,
I just feel...
I don't know,
I feel so pissed off
that I'm the one left
holding the bag, you know?
And apparently now I'm
the one who needs help.
Why doesn't he need help?
Why does Ron get off so easy?
Dying is easy.
to pay for his mistakes.
I feel so mad, it's not fair.
Thank you.
Pam?
- Hi Pam, how ya doing?
- - Oh hi, Jean.
I'm doing okay.
So I got to thinking while
you were telling your story.
And I think I figured
out what you need
to make you feel better.
It just hit me out of the blue.
Oh yeah?
W-what is that?
You need to get
yourself some new d girl.
I'm so sorry, what is that?
Some dick.
And I know what you're thinking.
There goes Jean rambling
on about cock again.
But trust me, it is
essential that you
just go out and you
get yourself laid
straight away after
your husband dies.
While it's fresh, it still
feels like cheating.
Jean, I just feel like
we're around so many
people so it's very public.
Oh.
I mean...
Ricky and I practically
only did it in public.
- Is that right?
- Like one time he just had me
And I just accidentally
set off the fire alarm.
Jean.
We just kept
doing it right there
in the indoor rain.
Wow.
- It was glorious.
- Huh.
Yeah.
I just thought you
needed to know.
Oh.
Well thank you, Jean.
I appreciate you giving
me that information.
It's good to know.
But listen, we're all
gonna go get a drink after.
It's our little tradition,
you gotta come.
Oh no, I can't, I wake up
early, I'm a school teacher.
- No, you gotta get back in the saddle.
- I'm a teacher!
Come on!
Okay!
Have a beer, one beer.
Hey Brian, did you get it?
You get the poster?
Office space,right?
Yeah.
Okay here.
Did you know the Swingline
stapler guy in the movie
doesn't really talk
like that in real life?
Yeah, on "newsradio"
he's totally different.
Here, it's got his full name
and the login for a
lexisnexis account okay?
So you just run a search for him
and it'll tell you
all sorts of stuff.
Thanks, I owe you, man.
Would you like to reconnect?
Welcome.
Yeah.
Anything bad?
Shut up, he'll love you.
Sh*t.
Knock knock.
Come in.
I'm going to group.
- Okay.
- Don't stay up.
Okay.
Can I borrow dad's bronco
while you're at your meeting?
Oh honey, I don't think so.
I need to go to Michael's
first science project.
Plus I was thinking about
Fine, but be careful.
I will be, I promise.
Do you need money?
Sure.
All right, here ya go.
And also make sure you
get gas on your way home.
Okay I will.
All right see you.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Would you like a cup?
Oh thank you.
Careful, it's very hot.
Good.
Pam, right?
Yes.
Hello.
Hi.
I'm Lloyd.
Yes I remember.
Oops sorry, no go ahead.
No you go.
I insist.
Okay.
Grab one.
Oh that was mine.
Can I help you?
Hi, I'm miles Walton
from Pondley high.
I'm on the volleyball
team there, um...
I sent you an email
but I wanted to also give you
a schedule of all our
games this season.
I wrote them down for you.
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