The Longshots Page #2
like I want you around anyway.
- It's not like I want to be around!
- Don't be! I don't need you!
Apparently, you do need me.
That's what your mama think.
Now I'm stuck with you! That's
'cause your father didn't want to be.
Man... Sorry! God!
Hey, Jasmine,
I didn't mean it like that!
Hey, slow down!
- Who are you here for?
- Hmm?
Who are you here for?
- Jasmine Plummer.
- Oh, great! Come right on in.
OK, class.
I would like to...
I would like to introduce Mr. Plummer.
What are you doing?
Would you like to come up here
and tell the kids what you do?
Oh, wait a minute. Hold on.
- Um, I'm her uncle, not her daddy.
- Oh.
It's OK. Nuclear family,
extended family. It's all family.
So would you still like to talk
to the kids, tell them what you do?
- Yeah, I can talk to them.
- OK.
Hold that.
- [kids giggling]
- OK.
- How y'all doin'?
- [all] Fine.
Um...
I do all kinda, like,
entrepreneurial endeavors.
Um... You know those
nutritional supplements?
OK.
- Yeah, I used to sell those.
- [kids snickering]
And, um, you know, I had people
all over the world, really,
all kinds of geographical locations.
I had a salesmen who, um,
would participate in network marketing.
[boy] Don't listen to him.
He tried to get my dad
to sell those vitamins.
- He said it's a pyramid scheme.
- It's not a pyramid scheme!
It's a, uh, multilevel, uh,
business opportunity.
That's a scam!
You're a scam artist!
- Your daddy's a punk.
- You a punk!
OK, Javy. Mr. Plummer. Can we say thank
you to Mr. Plummer, please? Class!
[all] Thank you, Mr. Plummer.
Thank you so much, Mr. Plummer,
for taking out the time with the kids.
[Curtis] I'm gonna see you
outside, Jasmine.
OK. Yeah, let's just...
You need to give him a F.
- I'll see you outside too.
- Thank you, Mr. Plummer.
Thank you, Mr. Plummer.
[kids snickering, whispering]
Jasmine! Jasmine!
Know what? I'm gonna meet you
down the block next time.
I ain't going nowhere near that school.
I didn't tell you to come
in the first place.
You're using them big words,
trying to make yourself sound important.
Mr. Entrepreneur. How come you
couldn't just say you were unemployed?
Why you didn't tell 'em?
I don't think my mom'd be cool
with me hanging out here.
I know she not gonna want you here.
That's why you ain't gonna tell her.
Curtis! Throw the ball here, boy!
Do you mind if I throw the ball
with the reverend a little bit?
Ah!
Knock yourself out.
So when am I gonna see
you back in church, boy?
I don't know, reverend.
I've been kinda preoccupied lately.
Preoccupied since your mama died.
It's been two years, Curtis.
It is time to move on, son.
Hey. Go long, brotha.
All right. Hit me.
Hit me, hit...
Oops.
Hey, girl.
Jasmine!
Jasmine, pick up that ball.
You ever play sports in school?
No, I don't like sports.
What do you mean,
you don't like sports?
- I want to be a model.
- A model?
[laughs]
For real? You don't even
look like the model type.
- What, I'm ugly?
- No.
I didn't say you was ugly, did I?
Just you always got your nose
in a book or something.
I thought you wanted to be something
a little more intellectual.
Next makeover candidate
deserves to feel like a queen.
So you ain't never
threw the football before today?
No, now leave me alone.
It's hard to believe, though.
Shh!
Here is what Francesca looks like.
Come on out, goddess!
[Curtis] Is this a Tyra marathon
or somethin'?
You know, might as well just go on
outside and throw the football around
- a little before your mama come back.
- Shh!
All right. I'm shhh, shhh, shhh.
- You're not gonna shut up, are you?
- Nope.
Here we go! Here we go!
Here we go, go, go! Come on.
Hey, you kinda slow.
You gotta put a little pep in that.
Right here you go, hit me with your
best shot. Come on, girl. Right here!
Right here.
No!
Throw it like you did at the park.
With a little more oomph on it.
Right here.
Ha!
That was better.
But look, when you throw the ball,
first of all,
you got to have your feet apart.
What are you doing?
Look, you cannot stand like this
and throw the ball.
You have to be sideways,
point it, deliver.
You really stink.
- Do you know what a down and out is?
- You.
Funny.
Go ten spaces... bam.
Go out, hit me with the ball before I
turn out. Right in the hands. All right?
Come on, call it out.
- What?
- Let's go!
Gotta call it out.
"Hut, hut, hike." You know, like
quarterbacks do. Come on, hit me.
- Hut, hut, hike.
- Better than that.
- Hut, hut, hike!
- There we go. Come on!
Hit me! Hit me!
Ooh!
- Yeah!
- [door creaks]
Hey, Jasmine!
"The family was important
in New England.
Puritan children, like their parents,
had to work hard
and follow strict ideas of discipline.
Still, many families were close
and devoted to each other.
Even the chores and religious duties..."
You like throwing the football?
Yeah, it's cool.
Want to learn how to throw
like a real quarterback?
- [whistle blows]
- Sure.
is show you how to grip this football.
You gotta get your fingers on them.
That gives the ball the spiral.
That makes it spin.
All right, you grab it. Find your grip.
Give it to me.
- That's how fast you gotta get.
- OK, throw it to me.
Now, you grab it.
- Got it?
- Got it.
- Like it?
- Like it.
That's how you hold the ball.
That's your grip.
Mr. Peppers, you got any
of that field paint around here?
Yeah, I think there's some
in that back room there.
- Look under the dresser.
- Oh. Ah.
Got it. Thanks,
OK. Those your lines right here. I want
you to keep your foot in here, right?
See where my foot is starting?
Step out, bam, put it back.
Step out, bam, put it back.
Step out, bam, put it back.
Bam, put it back.
Good. Pretty good, you'll get better,
you'll get better.
Let's go throw some passes.
Step into it.
Give it to me. Deliver the ball.
Come on, deliver right here, to my
hands. Not here, not there, right here.
Step into it, remember
everything I told you, deliver.
Damn, girl!
Girl, you got a arm on you.
Can't we just toss it around
like we did yesterday?
No! That's boring.
- [sighs]
- Look, you wanna be a quarterback,
you gotta learn how
to hit multiple receivers.
Right here,
receiver number one: Beyonc.
Over here, receiver number two:
Foxy Brown.
And my personal favorite,
receiver number three: Tyra Banks.
Don't forget
what I told you, set your feet.
Do it like we said, all right? Ready?
- Ready.
- OK. Load up. Load up.
Hit Beyonc.
Bam!
That's what I'm talkin' about.
That's what I'm talkin' about.
All right, one more time.
Here we go. One more time. Come on.
Load up, load up.
Get ready, get ready.
Foxy Brown, hit her, hit her.
- Ouch!
- Whoo! Whoo!
- Man, right on.
- That girl's a phenom!
That's what I'm talkin' about.
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