Slamma Jamma Page #7

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Come here!

Man, are you trippin'

over this fool making 7.50?

- No.

- Seven-fifty.

That's what you want?

He makes 10!

Oh, well, don't break the bank, homie.

But he has a million dollar heart.

You're right. He'll never be you.

Yeah, I'm glad you know that.

There's only one Craig Jackson out

here. And that's me. The big homie.

The best thing that ever

happened to you! And you know it.

Twenty-five mil.

You just walked away from it.

I'm available if you're looking.

Hoochie, get out of my face.

I don't have time to be playin' with y'all.

Hoochie? You best not come here

and say that to my face again!

- Yeah, you.

- Oh, yeah? What if I do?

You a hoochie and nothin' else!

- Uh!

- VERONICA:
Uh, what?

- She hit me.

- Yeah, I hit you.

- No, no.

- VERONICA:
I didn't think so.

Get off me, man!

Don't touch me!

Nobody touch me! Nobody!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Mama?

I love you, Michael dear.

Mama, please, please don't. Please don't.

The way you came back made me so happy.

Made my entire life worth it.

Please don't.

Please don't.

GEMMA:
You'll be fine.

- Please don't...

- You'll be fine.

No, Ma, please don't. Please.

Watch over Taye for me.

He needs you.

I promise I will. I promise I will.

I'm going home.

No, Mama. No, Mama. Please.

- I'll see you again.

- No.

No, please.

No. No! Please.

Please, Mama!

(CRYING)

PASTOR SOUL:
"The Lord is my shepherd.

"I lack nothing. He makes me

lie down in green pastures.

"He leads me beside quiet waters.

"He refreshes my soul.

"Even though I walk

through the darkest valley,

"I will fear no evil, for You are with me.

"Your rod and your staff, they comfort me."

Amen.

Now Michael'd like to say something.

My mom

was a saint, as you all know.

She taught me the meaning of life,

not by her words,

but by the way she lived.

She had a very hard life

and never once complained.

She took the forces of evil

that the world threw at her

and stood strong.

I love you, Mom.

I'll see you again.

I'll see you again.

PASTOR SOUL:
Thank you

for coming. God bless you.

Thank you.

Michael,

I'm so sorry for your loss.

If there's anything that

you need, I'm here for you.

God bless you.

- All right, Michael?

- Yeah.

- She raised a great man.

- Yeah.

Anything you need, we got you, all right?

I know. You guys being here is enough.

- We got you.

- Thanks, bro.

Be strong.

(EXHALES)

PASTOR SOUL:
Glad you could make it.

Thank you very much for coming.

I'm so sorry, Michael.

(SNIFFLES)

Don't let your mother's

death to be in vain.

She truly believed in you,

believed that you were...

That you are a very good person.

And I also believe it too.

So sorry.

Thank you.

It's okay.

PASTOR SOUL:
Thank you for coming.

Thank you very much for coming.

Michael. She was a good woman.

She was.

- What's up, man?

- What's up?

Hey, listen. I'm joining a

dunk competition on Saturday.

Would love for you to be there.

I don't think so.

- I just need a little bit of time.

- I understand.

Maybe we can just hang out...

- Nah.

- ...and do something.

I've got some things I gotta do.

Look, I'll catch you later, all right?

He'll be okay, all right?

I sure hope so, man.

Yeah. He just needs some time.

- Nine.

- Higher.

- Ten. Dunk it, dunk it.

- Higher.

There we go. All right, take a rest.

Yo, Mike,

if you want to beat The

Jammer and that German dude,

you've got to come up

with a special dunk, man.

You got to.

You sure you're up for this, Michael?

I'm doing it for my mom.

She wanted me to have

another chance at something.

I'm just not sure what that is yet.

Winning this dunk tournament's

going to be a start.

- That's right.

- Yeah.

No.

It's something more than that.

Let's keep goin'. Let's go.

Come on, let's go bass fast.

- There we go.

- JEROME:
That's right. Finish strong.

- Here we go.

- BRANDON:
Got it, right?

JEROME:
Let's go. Two

more. Two more. Come on.

- BRANDON:
Ready? You dunk, baby.

- JEROME:
Finish strong. Finish strong. Ah!

Who are you, homie?

I'm Michael.

What do you want?

- I want to see Taye.

- What?

Why you think you can just

roll up in here like that?

- Man, I ain't afraid to die.

- What?

LIZARE:
Let him go!

Michael, Michael.

I hope for your sake that you

came with a change of heart.

So? You gonna cop one

of these .44s or what?

It's the only thing that's

gonna protect you out here.

You know that, right?

No, I don't need a gun to protect me.

Oh.

What, you Superman now?

Catching flying bullets with your teeth?

Show me.

I said show me, Superman.

Who's gonna save you now, Mike?

God gonna protect me.

- (LAUGHING)

- Shut up!

God, huh?

Take a look around you, Mike.

God doesn't live here anymore.

He checked out a long time ago.

Where is he?

He's out back.

I want to see him.

Go get him.

(SIGHS)

You must really hate guys like us, huh?

Doin' time for their con.

No, I don't hate you.

No?

Red caused you six years behind bars.

He took everything away from you, right?

I'm sure you hate him a little bit.

Took his girl.

Took your family.

Your dreams and aspirations of the future.

You could've been playing in the NBA

making millions of dollars, but...

But instead you're here with us.

How's that make you feel, Mike?

Either way, I guess Red

got what he deserved, right?

Three months into his sentence...

(IMITATES GUN SHOT)

He gets killed by a gang member.

Red was sloppy. I'm not.

Make it quick, Taye.

Taye...

Don't make the same mistake I made.

I was a fool.

I know you don't respect me.

You got every right not to.

Respect God.

Respect your mother.

Respect your family, man.

Yo, I lost it all six years ago.

I was young and dumb.

But I get it now.

You see this white piece of paper?

Man, that's you.

You're clean.

Not a mark on you.

Man, don't ruin your life.

God loves you.

He loves you.

Man, I don't care if they kill me.

But you?

You got your whole life ahead of you.

My life means nothing if

you go down the same path.

Lisa's gone.

Mama's gone.

You're the only family I have today.

You're the only family I got.

Mom made me promise to protect you,

take care of you.

That's what I'm here to do, man.

I love you, man.

Taye.

Go with your brother, man.

- Thank you.

- Hey.

You still ain't better than us.

I'm not.

That's why I'm here.

Come on, man.

LISA:
Hey.

Hi.

What are you doing?

Practicing for the slam dunk competition.

Oh, right. The national championship, huh?

Yeah.

Wow! Can I help?

I mean, if you want.

Okay.

I left Craig.

But I thought you guys were like...

Uh-uh. Let's just turn back

the time six years ago, okay?

Well, if it's six years ago...

Mmm-hmm.

That means we're still serious.

Mmm-hmm. Just like before.

So kiss me.

No.

Not with all that sweat on your face. Ew.

Come on.

We have a lot of practicing to do.

Hey, man, your mom would

want you to win it, all right?

There's not enough time, man.

The dunk contest's in two weeks.

There's enough time, Michael.

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