Slamma Jamma Page #2

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Hear you're doing good

too. Congratulations.

Appreciate it.

Anyways, we about to

head to the Clippers game,

meet up with the homies.

So we gonna roll.

Nah. That's no worries, man.

I just come by to say hi.

- For sure.

- LISA:
Michael...

You living with your mom, now?

Yeah, for the time being.

That's great.

Welcome back, though, man.

For real. It's good to see you.

For real.

Nice car.

See you later.

Michael, Merry Christmas.

Lisa? Why is Michael showing

up over at your momma house?

He was just saying hi.

I haven't seen him in six years.

Well, why are you

concerned with seeing him?

Like, that's... That's the

part that's trippin' me out.

Why do you care to see him? I'm your dude!

He came to my house.

That fool's crazy, man.

(HORN HONKING)

Watch out, fool!

What are you doing? What is wrong with you?

Hey, Mr. Porter,

Um, I was wondering, when

are our paychecks coming?

Every two weeks.

- Okay. Thanks.

- No problem.

Is that you, Michael?

Hi, Melinda.

When did you get out?

A few days ago.

I tried my best to defend you, Michael.

Sometimes the justice is dead on arrival.

I truly lost my soul

when they took you away.

Listen, you did the best you could do.

So, that's all that matters.

I gotta get back to work, so...

It's good seeing you.

See you.

- Hey, man!

- What?

You throwin' that out?

Yeah. It's 30 days old, man.

- Can I take it?

- Sure. Here.

You feeding the birds?

- (CHUCKLES)

- Uh, yeah, and the goldfish too.

Well. Good luck, man.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

TV ANNOUNCER:
Next up is

Michael Diggs from USC.

He just needs one complete dunk

and he wins the competition!

But he missed it!

And the winner goes

to Craig Jackson.

Michael Diggs is runner up!

Bro, what is you trippin' about?

So what was you tryin' to do?

Like I said, I about to do this

dunk you ain't never seen before.

That's your problem.

You always tryin' to do

stuff you know you can't do.

Yeah, no use of playing that over

and over again in your mind, Michael.

You just lucky I ain't make that dunk.

Right. So what was you tryin' to do again?

Like I said, it's something

you ain't never seen before.

Whatever. Look, you're good, bro.

You'll go number one in

the draft. You straight.

You got your girl. I won the dunk contest.

So, what? Let's keep it pushin'.

Michael? Is everything all right?

Yeah, Ma.

Just reminiscing. That's all.

See, if you don't show up,

I gotta give him the work.

And do you want the work?

- Run that. I need that.

- He's hungry.

You acting like you ain't hungry right now.

No, I swear, I'm on it, bro.

MICHAEL:
Yo, what up, Taye?

Michael Diggs.

When they let you out?

Couple days ago.

Yo, that's one of the best

basketball players I ever seen.

Twenty eight points per game, right?

No, not anymore. Come on, man.

Hey, Mike, if you need that

work, you know who to come see.

No, I'm good. I got a job.

Just letting you know.

We don't do drugs anymore.

We're pushing guns now.

Guns is the latest and greatest,

you know what I'm saying?

I know you know what I'm sayin', but...

Listen, we're not interested.

- All right.

- Come on, man.

Yo, Taye, just be on time, a'ight?

- A'ight?

- Right.

Yo, man. What are you doing, man?

Yo, he giving me work.

Yo, he's a gang member!

Mama needs the money, fool!

- What?

- Yeah.

She's desperate. She needs the money.

We don't need to make money like this, man.

I just spent six years

in prison because of this.

Don't that mean anything to you?

You gonna do what with your

little grocery job, huh?

Hmm?

- I'm proud of my job, man.

- I'm sure.

Listen, we don't got to

make money like this, man.

Don't go down this road, bro.

Look, don't talk to me like

you ain't served six years, huh!

If I get hooked up, I

won't get caught like you.

MICHAEL:
Mom!

Man alive.

Why didn't you tell me?

A $2,300 hospital bill?

I didn't want to give you grief, son.

You just got out of prison.

(MICHAEL SIGHS)

Look, Mom...

I'll work two jobs.

You know, don't worry.

We'll do this.

God will be with us, son.

(MICHAEL SIGHING)

Mom?

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Just working late at the nursing home.

I'll be fine.

Look, Mom,

don't worry about anything, all right?

You was always there for me.

I'm gonna take care of you now, okay?

- Excuse me, sir?

- Yeah?

- You guys have any open shifts?

- Sorry, man, no.

- All right. Thank you. No worries.

- Okay.

GEMMA:
God will be with us, son.

- PLAYER 1:
Pick it up.

- PLAYER 2:
Hey, take it from him.

Take it from him.

(CHEERS)

MAN:
You go!

Ain't that Michael Diggs?

Yeah, it is.

I haven't seen him in years.

(GROANS)

MAN:
Hey, Mike, join the game, man!

Whoa!

- Help me out!

- Oh, no! No!

Ahhh!

The sound, what's

up, you can't take him

And the road less traveled

makes for a humble occasion

He said the bro can't resist

And many broken bridges

(WHOOPING)

The feet didn't tread over me

Know this, focus on the roses

And you get these

cockroaches and vultures

(WHOOPING)

That's crazy! He still got the hops!

- Where's he been?

- In jail.

- Were you livin' in a cave?

- Jail? I didn't know.

Words from my mind to yours

Free your pen and pencil

when you reach the middle

The sidewalk chalk,

squat, shut your mouth...

Two scores, Michael! Go!

...from L.A. to Newport

Walkin' home from school

and walk in the ball court

That's game!

(LAUGHS) That's my boy!

Michael Diggs, that's my boy!

- That's my boy!

- Yeah!

- Yeah.

- That's right.

- All right.

- All right, who's next?

I got next.

(LAUGHING)

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

You must have the wrong

court. The YWCA is over there.

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)

- Hey, man. Let her play.

- Give me the ball.

- Give me the ball!

- Her ball.

Easing your mama's pain

'Cause the mama's

scatterbrained with us

Time is what you can't afford

The medicine could change

Magic Johnson does

for these entrepreneurs

(CROWD CHEERING)

(WHOOPING)

Man, the change is coming

Get's the goal I gave myself

When I hit this ground running

Ooh!

Yeah! Let's go!

Amaze the fans

from L.A. to Newport

Walkin' home from school

and walk in the ball court

To hear him recount

tales, talk about all sorts

You go, Michael!

To hear him recount tales,

talk about all sorts

PLAYERS:
Ooh!

Oh! What's that? What's that?

- Whoo!

- That's game, baby.

That's right.

Ooh!

- You wanna go out sometime?

- No.

- Yo, what's up?

- She said no.

Bro, ask her again.

Chicks dig it when you ask

her a second time, seriously.

Go. Go. You got this.

Yeah, that's right. Uh-huh.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Hey, you want to go out sometime on a date?

Did you not hear me? I said, "No".

She said, "No".

You discouraged? Come on, bro. Come on.

I saw her lookin' at you earlier.

No, no, no.

Go. You got this.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Excuse me, do you want to go out sometime?

Are you mentally ill?

(ALL CACKLING)

I said, "No".

Let's go.

Gimme the ball. Come on, man.

Give... Come on now.

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