Underclassman Page #3

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Five! Four!

Three! Two!

- One! | - (horn)

(PA) Game over.

Man, where's your head, man?

- Good game, | - Good game,

You wanna break up with Daddy's little girl | and get with me,

- I don't think so, Eddie, | - Why don't you save yourself some face

and take off before I beat you | twice in one night?

Let me ask you a question first, | What's it like getting my slopy seconds?

- Hey, break it up, | - Get off me, Sleepy,

Yeah, Sleepy, hold your boy back, | Look like a big-ass Gerber baby,

- Break it up, Break it up, | - Let's go,

- This ain't over, Donovan! | - (Sleepy) Chill out!

- Hey, I can fight my own battles, | - (Sleepy) Come on, Murdock,

"Saints stand-in Tre Stokes' performance | sends Westbury to second round."'

I'm gonna need two copies of that - one to | dump on and one to wipe my ass with,

I don't like him either, | but he did help us get the win,

- He had 33 points, | - Yeah, 33 points, Rob,

He had zero assists, man, | I just don't want him on the team,

- Hey, baby, | - (girl) I don't think he was talking to me,

- I didn't hear a thing, I don't think so, | - Take care of it,

- Teammates, what's crackin'? | - Uh-oh,

Sorry, this table's reserved,

I tell you what, | you're the valet and the maii.tre d',

You got a lot of jobs, You Jamaican? | Scoot over and quit playin',

Seriously, just find another place to sit, | That's all, Go on, Go on,

See, now, is that any way | to treat your teammate, huh?

Well, actually the roster's filled, Sorry,

So long,

Yo, Tre!

Yo!

Iodizes your game | but you can't be down, huh, doggy?

Yeah, I've been trying to sit there | for three long, lonely years,

I'll never play a single second in a game

and I'll never get to chill with that crew | at one of their seaside soirees,

- Swar-what? | - Soirees,

It comes from French, Soirees.

Well, you see, Rob throws down | at this spot in the marina,

Run-of-the-mill high-school gathering - | party like rock stars,

slurp body shots off bikini-clad D-cups and | race souped-up Sea-Doos for high stakes,

Melvin, what's the business, baby?

- What you want, Tre? | - Boy, you got your corn rows done,

- How you keep the ladies off you? | - What you want, Tre?

Why every time I come visit you down here | in the evidence lot I gotta want something?

I need a Sea-Doo,

So, anyone else man enough | to take a shot at the title?

Gambling is wrong, boys and girls, | Pay up, Come on, pay up,

'Sup, dudes?

- What are you doing here, man? | - I come here all the time, get my tan on,

Why don't you, uh, get your tan on | somewhere else?

Come on, I just want | a little piece of the action,

Saying y'all don't want | none of the 1 986 classic, boy?

I'll take his money,

See? Go ahead, Bosky,

- Shut up, | - Tip you later,

- Sexy in them shorts, | - Let's do this,

OK, First one to the buoy and back | goes home with the green,

Sure you can handle that thing?

Sure you can handle that?

Are you ready, boys?

Go!

- Dude, what the hell are you doing? | - Just making it interesting,

- Hey, you all right? | - Do I look all right? I just swallowed Nemo,

Hold on, I'll drag you in,

- (Rob) Get away from my girl, Murdock, | - Why don't you just leave?

- You heard her, Why don't you just leave? | - Why don't you just make me leave?

You know what I like about | you Westbury trust-fund babies?

- Nothing! | - Do something, come on,

Ease up, There ain't gonna be no acting | like you need anger-management classes,

I'll do you just like I did Warren,

Didn't I say there ain't gonna be no,,,?

- Get off me, man, | - I don't wanna fight you, OK?

Calm down, I done told you,,,

Are you OK? I'm sorry, | Hold your nose, Hold your nose,

- Put your head back, | - (siren)

- Let's go! | - Rob! Let's roll, man,

- Yo, man, you a'ight? | - (officer) Don't move!

Tre,

Your boy Tattoo's got a hard head and | some serious anger-management issues,

Edward Murdock,

You know, he used to go to our school,

He's pissed at me | 'cause I'm dating his ex,

I guess I had the better game, huh?

He used to go to Westbury?

Yeah,

But, uh, he got expelled after | this article came out in the Gazette.

What'd he do?

It's a long story,

Yo, we ain't got nothing | but time in here, dog,

(PA) Rob Donovan, | your father's here.

Now the real interrogation begins,

Here, Use that for bail,

I wish I could, Nothing but a twenty | wraped around some Monopoly money,

You should've brought | the "Get Out of Jail Free" card,

- You gonna be all right? | - Oh, yeah,

The cell brings me | closer to the struggle,

Well, I'll see you tomorrow,

(Tre) Brooks, this was no accident.

Warren Williams was a reporter | for the school newspaper,

He outed Edward Murdock as a drugstore | and the next day Murdock got expelled,

I need you to run a sheet on him,

Hey, Rob, What's up, man?

- Nothing, | - What was that all about?

Oh, you know, | been ditching too much class,

Oh, man, I feel you, | I can't miss class no more either,

So, are you ready to roll out?

- Yeah, man, Where we goin'? | - Come on, Play football?

- This ain't football, | - You're gonna love it,

Hugging a bunch of squares in some | short-ass shorts sounds like fun,

- but I'll pass, | - That'd be a first,

Rugby rules, It's easy, | Just touch the ball on your goal line

- or kick it through the posts, | - I got this,

Shoot,

Where the rest of these shorts at?

- What is this? | - Bend down,

- Hey, hey! Keep your hands off me, | - Crouch,,,,

- Ain't putting my hands in nobody's shorts, | -,,,hold, game,

It's on,

Come on,

/ We don't like you | We just wanna try you

/ But all this is sickness | The feeling ain't in this

Pass it out!

/ We don't know where to stop

/ We don't know where to stop

/ I try and I try but I can 't get enough

/ I won 't fail you | but you won 't bleed for me

Next time pass the ball, Tracy,

(Rob) Ease up, Bos, | He gets it, Come on, Tre,

We wanna take the Blacktop, | but if you don't pass, we don't win,

Man, you could've just told me that, | Y'all was beating me so bad

I thought I was gonna have to get | Al Sharpton to come and have a march,

Tre, welcome to the team,

- So, man, where are you from? | - Originally I'm from Philly,

I moved out here with my uncle | when my dad passed,

- Yeah, sorry, man, | - Oh,,, no, man, it's cool,

My dad was the man,

Sometimes it just hurts,

I never got a chance to tell him | how much I wanted to be just like him,

Yeah,

This is the life,

In my old neighborhood, getting crabs | meant something totally different,

I can't believe my baby girl's | a senior in college,

Yeah,

OK, honey, | Well, I'll see you soon, all right?

Be sure to call your mom,

Bye-bye, | Don't you ever knock?

Murdock, Nobody checked his profile | because he got kicked outta Westbury,

I'm telling you, look, | Murdock has priors, motives,

He one of them suburban gangsters, | He belong behind bars,

Let me put him there,

All right, I'll put around-the-clock | surveillance on him,

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