The Fits
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- 2015
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GIRL (WHISPERING):
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Eight. Nine.
Ten.
Eleven.
Twelve.
Thirteen.
Fourteen.
Fifteen.
Sixteen.
Seventeen.
Eighteen.
Nineteen.
Twenty.
Twenty-one.
Twenty-two.
Twenty-three.
Twenty-four.
Twenty-five.
Four.
Slip. Slip. Roll.
Jab. Jab. Right. Roll.
One, two. Step over.
Roll. One, two,
three, four.
Step over.
Jab. Jab. Step back.
(EXHALES)
Perfect.
All right, that's it.
Legs been watching me too.
Who? The captain
of the dance team.
That's who I'm tryin' to mess with.
Oh, that one girl?
She's super.
- (TAPPING ON WINDOW)
- Oh, yeah, that's her.
See? She already peeping.
(LAUGHS)
What's up, Legs?
GIRL:
No, I ain't scared of...
GROUP:
I ain't scared oflions and tigers and bears
GIRL:
Nah!Here comes that little tomboy.
(PERCUSSION, LOUD)
Oh, we back in.
(CONTINUES)
(STEREO:
WOMAN SINGING,INDISTINCT)
BOY:
You comin'?
(SCOFFS)
Easy, girl.
(VACUUM WHIRRING)
You ready to go home?
Let me lock up.
(GIGGLING)
(SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)
(SHOUTING)
Lionesses! Lionesses!
Don't mess! Lionesses!
(SHOUTING CONTINUES)
(MAN SHOUTS)
GIRL:
Donte's showingoff for you.
(GIRLS LAUGHING)
(SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)
(CHEERING IN DISTANCE)
(CHEERING CONTINUES)
Hey. Ready to go
hit these stairs?
(GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
Keep going.
Throw right here. Wide.
Throw it wide. Wide.
Nope. Straight.
I saw you dancing earlier.
I mean, what's the worst
that could happen?
I don't know.
Well, the only way
you can lose a fight...
If you don't get in the ring.
Remember that.
Okay?
All right? Okay?
(PERCUSSION)
(CONTINUES)
(CLAPPING)
(WOMAN SINGING, INDISTINCT)
(CLAPPING)
WOMAN:
All right.Let's see what
the new girls can do.
Crabs, on the floor.
Hey, Guns.
We're Crabs.
If you're gonna show up,
just know, there's work to do.
We expect you here for three-hour
At home, practice.
At school, practice.
Stop thinking like an individual
and start thinking like a team.
This...
is your family now.
We've won the citywide competition
the last four years in a row.
If any of you Crabs
can't keep up,
we'll have to ask you to go.
Let's start easy
with the clap back call.
Stand at attention.
Drop your arms.
Hands on your hips.
The moves are...
step, around, step, step.
Around, out.
Up, cut, up.
Back, back, back, back.
Snatch.
Punch, punch.
Around, down.
Step, step.
Around, punch.
Five, six, seven.
Go. Step, around.
Step, step.
Around, out.
Up, cut, up.
Back, back, back, back.
Snatch.
Punch, punch.
Around, down.
Step, step.
Around, punch.
Five, six, seven, eight.
Step, around.
Step, step.
Around, out.
Up, cut, up.
Back, back, back, back.
Snatch.
Punch, punch.
Around, down.
Step, step.
Around, punch.
(LAUGHTER)
That's enough of that.
Everyone on the floor.
You Crabs look a mess.
Are you ready?
Cue the music.
(LAUGHING, CHATTERING)
Anyways, so, what up
with you and Donte?
Donte is Donte.
He's disgusting.
But you were just so in
love, like, a week ago.
Yeah.
That was a week ago.
Thoughts change
and people change.
I bought this top a week ago,
and I don't even
like it anymore.
But how have you been feeling?
I got sick in class earlier.
Really?
Yeah, I had to leave.
So... are you
gonna tell him?
I don't know.
Would you?
I wouldn't trust guys like that.
What is that supposed to mean?
He's Donte.
He does what he wants.
Yeah, but what about
what I want?
Can I use the sink?
Not now.
B*tch.
(LOCK UNLATCHES)
(LAUGHTER, CHATTER)
(GIRL LAUGHING)
(CHATTERING)
Plain blue and black.
And then, say, you got your
"Queen City" on the back of that?
It's just gonna say...
It's just gonna say my name.
Mine might just be my initials on mine.
That's it?
It's gonna be like my trunks.
Simple. Feel me? People understand.
Like, they'll know.
He knows everything.
By the time... By the time we're
about to go out of town,
they should be shipping in, 'cause
them'll take five to eight.
Dang. I didn't even know you was coming.
It's okay.
I seen you up
there dancing, Tiny.
- You need to tell your friends to come turn up with us.
- Man, shut up.
Lionesses be like,
"I know how it go, man."
Hey. Hey.
(LAUGHING)
Hey, hey.
(TOGETHER)
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
Oh, man.
He's outtie.
(KNOCKING)
Your girl's here.
(LAUGHS)
He better hold that down.
Probably don't even
know what he did.
What's up, Bae?
You gonna do me
like that though?
LEGS:
I told you I wanted youto go to the clinic with me.
You and this clinic stuff.
You're trippin'.
You're coming with me right now.
So now you're trying
to call me a ho?
You know what, Donte? Just get out. Go
ahead. Go with your little friends.
You acting stupid.
Go ahead. Go eat your pizza.
What you staring at?
(GRUNTING SOFTLY)
(DOOR OPENS)
Hey. Toni, right?
Yeah.
Maine's little sister?
Yeah.
for me before practice?
Sure.
(SIGHS)
Hey, Guns.
You got a tattoo yet?
It's Toni.
Yeah, but you got the muscles.
Let's give her the flower one.
This good?
I guess.
I'm Beezy, by the way. And
that's Maia, Legs' sister.
Should be ready.
Hands go up!
ALL:
Mouths go shut.
We should be
practicing right now.
Y'all want to do
a set of stairs?
ALL:
No.Sorry, Coach. I just... I
need to get some water.
COACH:
All right. Let's startwith the clap back stand.
GIRL:
Let's go!Everyone spread out.
Face forward.
We're gonna go over stand three.
COACH:
One more week, ladies.
One.
Keep going.
Do it again.
Five, six, seven. Go.
Do it again. Five, six, seven.
Go. Come on, ladies!
One.
Do it again.
Five, six, seven. Go.
One.
Do it again.
Five, six, seven. Go.
Step. Go harder.
(RETCHING)
(LAUGHING)
Is she okay?
Somebody call 911!
COACH:
Somebody get her water!
(GASPING)
I heard from Maia. They're
keeping Legs overnight.
Do they know what happened?
She didn't say.
You got a ride?
Yeah. I got a ride.
(SWITCHES CLICKING)
(GIRLS CHATTERING)
Think she's gonna be back
for competition?
I used to. I'm sure Legs
has that on lockdown.
Don't you think we
should... I can do it.
Legs taught me her stand
routines the other day.
I can handle it, Diamond.
Don't mess!
GIRLS:
Lionesses. Watchme for the new steps.
The count's to eight.
Five, six, seven, eight.
GIRL:
April? April!GIRL #2:
I like the blue.Hips?
Thirty-five.
Bust?
Thirty-two.
- Pants?
- Double zero.
Waist?
Twenty-eight.
Latonia? Latonia.
Girl, you're straight as a nail.
Waist?
Twenty-three.
Pants?
Twelve.
You're so skinny.
Turn around.
Next!
125?
125?
I think you're like 132. You're
I was fighting 130.
I gotta lose five pounds
for this weekend.
Let me grab my stuff,
then we can go home.
Yeah. She in the hospital.
She was going crazy.
But me and her?
We're through.
How's your sister? Good. She just
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