Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

(crowd cheering)

Coach:

Guys, come on!

Box out! Box out!

Let's go! Box out!

Rotate. Rotate!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no!

Damn it.

Seriously?

You gotta be kidding me.

(whistle blaring)

- Hey!

- That's a foul!

What are you talking about?!

- What?

- Sit down!

What are you talking--

I'm not playing a bunch--

(grunting)

A bunch of g*ons.

(groaning)

Oh God... Oh!

Oh! Schmidt! Schmidt?!

- Coach!

- Schmidt!

- Schmidt!

- Coach?

I'm calling 911.

Schmidt?

Hey!

(voices fading out)

(time clock buzzing)

(crowd cheering)

(whistle blaring)

(ambient cheering)

(rock music playing)

(crowd jeering)



[ shouting in Mandarin ]

I... am not a decoy.

You are an ass!

And you're

a terrible coach.

(siren wailing)

Jules: Can we get someone from

geography from the city?

Maybe, like, a week?

I don't know, a month?

(moaning)

Oh, okay, I'm gonna call you

back, he's up.

Um, excuse me, hello!

Nurse? Hello!

(sighing)

You're awake.

What happened?

- You collapsed.

- I remember that part.

I'm talking happened

with the game?

We forfeited.

- You quit the game?

- Okay, you collapsed.

- We all thought you were dead.

- Do I look dead?

Doctor: Look who's decided

to join us. Hi.

Hi. So...

Are you his daughter, or...

- No, we're friends.

- I'm his boss.

- Thanks, Jules.

- How are you feeling?

Never better.

Uh... You know what,

I just need to sit up.

I don't know--

Okay, you need to take it easy.

Just for a bit, okay?

Yeah?

All right, all right,

just for a little while.

But I want to go home.

Um, can I talk

to you for a sec?

- Yeah.

- We'll be right back.

We're going to have to keep him

here a little bit longer.

I need to run

a few more tests.

- But he's gonna be okay, right?

- Mild heart attack.

I didn't know you could have

a mild heart attack.

He's gonna be okay.

And what about coaching?

Yeah, about that.

I'm afraid you're gonna have to

find someone else,

he can't be coaching.

There is no one else.

He's-- he's coach.

Well, we're going to call you

once we have the results, okay?

(tablet chiming)

Captain Carter,

what's the word?

Carter: Do you remember

the plan, Bilal?

It was a simple plan, right.

You go to China,

you rehab your game,

you set Shanghai on fire,

the fans go crazy

for you over there,

and then some desperate team

over here

brings you back

to the NBA, right?

That was the plan.

Instead, you self-combust into

whatever this is. Here.

Announcer: You say that's

a resignation,

I say that's a three-pointer

right there.

Announcer 2: Yo, what was that?

You can't do that!

- Announcer 1: Unbelievable.

- Carter: You're k*lling me.

- You know that?

- Bilal: He came at me!

(sighing) Look, you're not

seeing it, okay?

That's fine, that's fine.

You're not seeing it.

That's exactly

what I'm here for.

Okay, what am I not seeing?

We're in full damage control

mode here, okay, Bilal?

I had to call your old high

school and see if you could,

you know, donate money

to a scholarship,

or buy some new backboards,

balls, whatever.

The principal tells me they

might have to cancel basketball.

Why?

Carter: Coach had a heart

attack or something.

Hold up, coach had a heart

attack?

He's gonna be good, he's in

total recovery mode.

But the point is,

they need a new coach.

This is our soft landing.

- Seriously? Stop playing.

- Oh, come on.

It's...

It's kismet, Bilal!

They are gonna roll out

the red carpet for you.

Come on, man!

There's gotta be another league

out there somewhere.

Turkey? Australia?

B, right now everyone thinks

you're a coach k*ller.

Come on, man!

Doesn't matter how many points

you put up in China, okay?

So you think if I coach

a bunch of kids,

that's gonna get me back

to the league?

Look, stay in shape during

practice,

just Insta some pics of you

with the kids,

and after a couple of months,

we'll change the narrative.

You're the misunderstood

good guy, the, uh--

Carter, man, I haven't been back

there since I graduated.

If you don't do this, Bilal,

your basketball career

is over.

No more sh*ts.

No more post-career with an

organization.

It's done. Nothing.

And as your agent, I can tell

you, it'll be over.

But...

It's your choice.

Okay, I'll talk to you later.

Have a great one.

Bye-bye.

(jet engines roaring)

(bossa nova music playing)



(music continuing

over tinny speakers)

(sighing)

Of course nobody is crazy enough

to fly here.

Ah.

Beautiful, beautiful. Okay.

Okay. Good.

What the hell?

Hey, my man,

could someone please--

My Jordans?!

(Grunting)

Thank you!

Damn it! This...

(grunting)

(jet engines roaring overhead)

Bilal!

Hey! Bilal Irving!

Hi! Welcome.

Okay.

How was your flight?

Flights.

Three of them.

Long.

Well, you can just put your

stuff in the back.

This is 40k

worth of clothes.

Oh, well...

Could just, like, tie it up.

Your choice.

Everyone's really excited to

have you back in town.

Yeah.

(engine revving)



Sorry about the sign.

We only had two L's.

Bettina even polished your

award.

- My award?

- Yeah.

The Promising Athlete award.

The one you sponsor.

I'm gonna get back to work,

so...

How's coach doing?

He's... he's okay.

He had a small

heart attack.

I didn't even know you could

have a small heart attack.

You remember where the gym is,

right?

Uh, Bilal?

The gym.

Yeah.

(ECG machine beeping softly)

(water running)

(tap squeaking, water stops)

No. No.

(team shouting)

Player 1: He sh**t!

Move, move.

Player 2: Get your man, get your

man, get your man.

Player 1: Get the ball.

-(Boys shouting over each other)

-Pass!

Okay. Go. Go.

It's all right.

Who's guarding LB!

Lockout, defence!

Oh, stopped by Russell!

(shouting continues)

Player 1:

Swing that, swing that!

Whoo!

-Get him, get him!

- LB!

Ball, ball!

Bilal Irving?

- (whistle blaring)

- Bring it in!

Come on, bring it in!

Boy (mockingly):

"Come on! Bring it in!"

Guys, come on.

Uh, Bilal Irving.

That's him?

Yo, you played here?

Why do you think his jersey's

up there?

What, the rest of the team not

feel like practicing?

That's it, coach.

That's the team.

Sorry, can I call you coach?

What are you,

the assistant, or...

- She wishes.

- (team chuckling)

Uh, no.

Just the equipment manager.

Sorry. Right. Right.

Here you go.

Look.

Y'all do whatever it is that

y'all were doing,

and I'ma be, uh...

...over there.

Shlomo: Cool. All right,

well, good talk, coach.

All right, let's get back to

your ass-kicking.

We're up two!

Did you want to look at these,

or I could email this to you

if it's easier.

What am I looking at?

Oh, this is all of the players'

advanced stats,

including PER in order of game

share wins

the last couple years.

There hasn't been a lot

of wins recently.

Seven and 24 since I've been

going here.

You did all this?

For high school?

Y-Yeah, and if you

cross-reference that--

- Hey, just give me the basics.

- The basics?

Yeah.

Name and position.

Oh, um, yeah, right.

Okay. Uh...

All right.

Wesley plays the four.

Does the dirty work.

He's all heart and grit.

LB, our centre.

He needs a lot of work,

mostly on boxing out,

general coordination,

as you can see.

Yeah.

Oh! Now that guy, Russell,

he's got an endless motor.

Great athlete, good guy,

but he needs to come out

of his shell a little.

Skilled wing,

efficient in mid-range.

Mason Daniels, plays the two.

He could actually score more,

but he always defers to Gunnar.

Uh, he fancies himself

a point god.

- (swish of the net)

- (cheering)

What, baby!

He's got something.

Bettina: He averaged nine

turnovers a game last season.

- Don't touch me, boy.

- You missed like 5 times

Don't touch me!

I'm hot!

I take it

that's our sixth man?

Russell gets the ball, he's

almost standing at the...

Yeah, but he's mostly here just

to be a body in drills.

He's never actually played

in a game.

- Why not?

- Stage fright.

(shouting)

Oh man.

Oh, he goes through!

He scores!

That's what I'm talking about.

- That guy has stage fright?

- Here we go!

Let's go!

And what's your name?

- Bettina.

- Yeah, Bettina?

Wake me up in an hour.

(players shouting)

- Shlomo: Gunnar has the ball!

- Okay.

Passes it to Big Money Mason!

Gunnar!

(cheering)

Coach?

- What are you doing here?

- Practice.

What the hell is that?

It's, uh,

it's a sign.

(players shouting)

Player 1: Yeah. No.

I got it, I got it. I got it

Player 2:

LB, LB, what the hell was that?

- (whistle blaring)

- Bilal: I'm up, I'm up!

Coach?

What the hell

are you doing here?

What the hell are you

doing here?!

Wait, wait, wait.

I can explain.

(stammers)

I can explain.

It was either cancel the season

or find a replacement.

Body isn't even cold and you

bring him in the next day?

I didn't bring him in, okay?

His agent called and I just--

Oh, excuse me!

His agent called.

They asked me to come.

I'm here.

I didn't even know about your

whole situation.

My situation? My situ--

It's a touchy situation!

I had a heart attack!

- That is a situation!

- You want another one?

Okay, he also made a sizeable

donation

to the athletics department,

and it just--

Wait a minute.

He bought my job?

You bought my job?

I ain't the bad guy here.

Oh no, this is the prodigal son

coming home to save the day.

Can you guys, like, co-coach

or something?

Co-coach? No co-coaching!

If anything, it would be

an assistant,

and I don't need or want

an assistant.

Especially him!

- Especially him.

- I ain't no one's assistant.

Okay, you know what?

I'm gonna go there and I'm gonna

tell the kids

that the season's canceled.

Is that what you want?

'Cause if we don't figure this

out, that's what's gonna happen.

So, tell me what you want.

Fine.

Co-coach, whatever.

Fine.

Good.

Okay, I'm gonna

go tell them.

You do what you do,

and I'll do what I do, okay?

Okay, you know what?

Just keep you and your team of

losers out of the way

of my work-outs

and we are good.

My team of losers?

I guess you were one of

my team losers then.

- Is that what it is?

- Go kick rocks.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Take a--

Go get one of those big

truck tires.

"Oh, look at me.

Look how strong I am.

You just gotta get the last

word out,

you can't just let me walk away,

you gotta say something.

- No, I can't.

- Right, every time.

- No I don't gotta say a word.

- Yeah.

Go pick on some dumbbells

or something.

- Why are you getting mad?

- I'm not mad! This is not mad.

(shouting) This is mad!

When I'm like this,

that's mad.

(quietly) This?

This is not mad.

I'm the coach!

Remember that!

Jules: Don't worry,

you're gonna love it.

Oh, hell no.

(scoffing)

Oh, hell no.

(shouting)

Oh, hell no!



(sighing)

(sighing)

(rustling)

(shouting)

Oh, Jesus!

Here, hydration

and natural light

will help reset

your circadian rhythm.

What?!

To combat the jetlag.

What are you doing here?

Morning practice,

it's in an hour.

What are you doing

in my bedroom?

(stammers)

I said that.

Practice,

it's in an hour.

- How? How did you get in?

- Oh, um.

I have a key.

Mrs. Graham, it's her place.

I look after it

when she's in Florida.

I can't believe this is

happening. This is crazy.

This is insane. I'm gonna...

No service, of course.

Uh, we should get going if we

want to get there.

- We're already running late.

- Yeah, late?

It's a 10 minute drive,

we'll be fine.

I told our principal not to come

pick you up.

Why would you do that?

Exercise, it's recommended

for jetlag,

so I figured

that we would run.

(groaning)

You figured we'd run.

You figure maybe I could eat

something before we go

for a 45--

What?

You should fast for the first

24 hours

after landing

for the jetlag.

- (groaning)

- Your fridge is empty, anyway.

- Of course it is.

- Wait. Oh, um.

But you can-- here-- have...

...this.

What's this?

Vitamin D.

It's for the--

For the jetlag? Yeah, got it.

Sorry I ever mentioned it.

Bon appetit.

(crunching)

(sighing)

Can I get dressed,

or are you just gonna...

Oh, right, right. Yes.

I'll be outside.

Yeah. Appreciate it.

Perfect.

(sighing)



So, why are you here?

What do you mean?

Well, starting from

the beginning,

after being a late

second-round pick,

you had four up and down seasons

in the league

and got traded to Charlotte,

basically as a salary filler.

- Wow.

- Okay, but then you had--

you averaged 14-4-3

off the bench.

Had seven 20-plus-point games,

and won the Sixth Man

Award twice.

It's around this time

that I put up a few posters of

you on my wall.

I mean, like, a real NBA'er,

from here?

It's like, I mean sure, most say

you don't even crack

the top 500 players of all time,

but I would put you low 300s.

Hey, easy. Easy.

So you get a really nice

extension, regular minutes.

You don't make an all-NBA team,

but you get close.

Two-time all-star reserve.

You're doing great.

But then throughout it all,

not only do you never

come back here,

you never even mention it

in interviews.

Not even in the SI deep dive

feature on you

after you went to China.

So, what's your point?

Well, that's my question,

really. Why are you here?

Are you one of those

spectrum kids?

No.

I mean, my SB-5 test puts me at

0.02% of the population

in terms of mental acuity,

so I may come off a bit weird,

but it's nothing to be

afraid of, you know.

It's just, I get super focused

on things.

So?

So what?

Why are you here?

To help.

Give back, or whatever.

Oh, okay.

LB, box out! Energy.

Let's go.

Great, great.

That's terrific.

- Sorry, coach.

- Well, well, well.

If it isn't the great

Bilal Irving.

First day, and late.

- It's nice to sleep in, huh?

- No, no, that's my bad.

I took a wrong turn on the way

here, and then I had to stop

to catch my breath, so...

All right. All right.

Guys, let's just get back to

practicing our sets.

Can't we change it up? Can't we

do some offence or something?

We're oh-and-three,

it's all about defence.

Uh, coach, at the beginning of

the season, you were like,

"We're only gonna

win with defence."

And we're oh-and-three,

you know.

I'm starting to have a bit of

trust issues.

Oh, are you?

Plus the impersonation of me?

Baseline.

Come on.

You did it

to yourself, Mo.

(chuckling)

Something funny, Bilal?

Nah, I think running your only

five players is.

Still doing outdated defensive

sets without touching a ball?

That's old school, coach.

Can't score unless you sh**t.

And last time I checked...

Ball.

...sh**ting wins.

Well, you could do all

the sh**ting you want,

if you can't stop the other

team, what good is it?

When Shlomo stops running, why

don't you show him how to?

And if you can turn him into

a 20 plus scorer in every game,

well, then I owe you

an apology.

Until then...

- Team!

- (Whistle blaring)

- Other side of the court.

- Let's go, boys.

I'm gonna let you... you know,

practice sh**ting.

(cell phone chiming)

What?

This is defamation.

"Bilal Irving's whole dumb life

is a sitcom

"with the hackiest writers

in showbiz."

Some of those comments

are cold.

- Oh man! Look at that one!

- Hey.

You know this is

my life, right?

Not anymore, boss.

All right, I'm ready.

Hit me.

Coach zones out when I start

talking defensive zones,

so I figured

I'd work with you.

- That--

- Three, two, one.

Uh, new shoes.

Messing with my twitch muscles.

We could start with

Shlomo's shot.

I mean, obviously there's a lot

to work, but if we, you know,

bring his elbow in, maybe get

him closer to the net--

- Uh, yeah, I think...

You guys mind if I record some

of this for socials?

Like, you helping me?

That's crazy!

Okay. All right, man.

Look. Just...

- (camera lens clicking)

- Yeah, hey.

Yeah, you know what?

Yes.

That's actually

not a bad idea, kid.

I'm full of not bad ideas!

Bettina, you mind?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, for sure.

Cool, cool. Um, yeah, just come

a little closer, right here.

Yeah, here you go.

(chuckling) You got that?

(sighing)

What's going on, everybody.

My name is Bilal Irving, and

it's great to be back

where it started,

Dumont Warriors basketball.

I'm here with Mo,

who has a jump shot only

a mother could love.

Shlomo:

And she does!

(quietly) Hey.

- (chuckling)

- (heroic music plays on phone)

Now, I know threes are

all the rage,

but don't bother sh**ting them

until you can hit sh*ts

up close with proper form.

'Cause eventually,

they'll look like this.

(net swishing)

But first,

let's get up close.

We aren't leaving until he makes

100 with proper form.

- What?

- That one doesn't count.

Follow through.

Shlomo: What did I do

to deserve this?

Woman:

As I live and breathe.

Mrs. Martin?!

Stop, you're making me

feel old.

A man your age should be

calling me Rose.

- Uh, all right, I'll try.

- What are you doing here?

Are you visiting

Coach Schmidt?

Coaching, actually.

He's letting someone else

coach the team?

Well, "letting" isn't quite

the word,

but I'm here to help,

because of the whole heart

attack thing.

Oh, that's nice.

You still a banquet burger,

fries, vanilla shake,

leave the tin?

Nah, nah, just a salad with the

chicken breast,

uh, hold the croutons.

You've changed, Bilal.

(door bell jingling)

You can't sit there.

You gotta get up.

What you, get all Jim Crow

in your old age?

This is where

she sits.

So you gotta get up.



(dog barking)

Woman:

How long is it gonna take?

It's night-time. All I hear is

this tap, tap, tapping.

I want to go to sleep.

How long is it gonna take?!

Boy: Presque fini--

uh, almost--

Woman: No wonder nobody ever

wanted you! You're useless!

Absolutely useless!

Boy: I'm sorry, sorry.

Dsole, I am sorry.

Woman: Right.

Sorry. You're always sorry.



Okay, boys. We know this team

comes out big, right up front.

LB, you get your ass into

those stomachs,

you gotta grab those rebounds!

I'm sure you've had lots of

practice

getting your butt into things.

- Shut up, Gunnar!

Just run the damn offence,

all right, Gunnar?

Coach, don't you want

to say something?

I'm sure Coach Schmidt's

got this.

Yeah, Coach Schmidt does

got this.

(time clock buzzing)

(camera lens clicking)

Woman in video:

A countdown from five.

And each number, you will feel

more and more relaxed.

(cell phone ringing)

Five, four...

Bilal Irving speaking.

Carter:

What the hell is this?

Kismet, Carter.

Kismet.

Hey, would you take that thing

off you face and look at this?

Ugh, what?

Carter:

This isn't good.

Hey, you told me all I had to do

was sit on the bench.

Well, I figured at least, you

know, you'd watch the game.

Hey, what about that training

video? That got some likes.

I even printed a Spotify

workout playlist,

and that got

some likes too.

Yeah, yeah, well,

that was all great, you know.

Because you were engaged.

You were actually trying to help

that kid get better.

You know, connecting with

people, you're good at that.

- (sighing)

- But, I mean, look.

You're ignoring the kids

while you're sitting on

the bench, okay?

That's not exactly good

for your image.

In fact, it's actually worse

than you were before.

All right, all right, all right!

So what? Cut bait.

All right? Let's do something

different.

Try something different.

Somewhere different.

No, no, that's the exact wrong

thing to do in this situation.

We gotta spin this.

Okay, you know what

you gotta do?

You gotta turn

this team around.

That's impossible.

They suck!

So, make them suck less.

I told you this would be

a bad idea, Carter.

Well, you'd better work some of

your Bilal magic

because "hometown zero" is

trending.

Okay? Fix it.

What?!

(Groaning angrily)

(Door bell jingling)

I can make

this team better.

But you've gotta

listen to me.

I don't have to listen to

anybody. Especially you.

You're still running the same

old offence

from when I was here.

That "old offence"

won us a banner and got you

a scholarship.

Listen, the other team

is just anticipating

and beating you

to the spots.

Well, then, we just gotta move

a little quicker

and get there sooner.

Okay, speaking of "sooner,"

you've gotta speed the game up,

play downhill,

pressure the ball.

Yeah, we don't have the bench

for that.

Okay, so get out of the

mid-range. It's an energy suck.

sh**t threes

and drive and kick.

Draw fouls. Stop the clock.

Be efficient.

You're talking

about flash, fads,

stuff that's going

out of style.

No. It's analytics,

and it's not.

You know

what wins a game?

Hard work

and defence.

What are you

scared of?

Scared? All right.

No, no, seriously. What do

you have to lose, Coach?

You've already

lost every single game.

Why not just try

something new,

just try moving on to

something else?

Rose:

Ha!

Sorry. You realize

who you're talking to?

Move on? Hmm.

All right.

You want

to talk about analytics?

If you're losing on

the boards, what do you got?

You can take all

the sh*ts you want,

all the threes, the twos.

I don't care what you're doing,

but if you're missing,

you got an analytic

for that?

No, but I might have

something else for that.



Hey, kid.

I've been seeing you

around town.

My name's

Bilal Irving.

[ speaking French ]

- Where you from?

- He's from Haiti.

Oh, yeah?

How long you been here?

Rose:

He just started.

No, in town,

with Miss Smith?

Oh, few weeks. Why?

How old is he?

Boys, no.

Rose, guy's got a

seven-foot-nine wingspan.

He was born

for this.

Bilal:

You ever play basketball?

[ speaking French ]

"Basketball" ci,

"basketball" a.

What'd he just say?

Just let

him alone, okay?

He's just settling in,

brushing up on his English,

about to start his last

year of high school.

Last year

of high school?

- Mine, mine, mine!

- Whoo!

- Box out! Box out!

- Nice lay, G.

Okay!

Guys, gather round!

I want you to

meet Josue.

He's going to

be the new centre.

LB, that's the way

the ball bounces.

[ speaking French ]

Great. Just what we

need, a guy in an apron.

- Give it a rest.

- Coach: Cut it.

He's a new guy in town.

He was eligible,

so we enrolled him.

It's like he got all

my puberty hormones.

You-- you hit puberty?

[ speaking French ]

Uh, listen. He doesn't

speak much English, okay?

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

What's going on?

[ speaking French ]

Don't tell me he's gonna sh**t.

He's going to sh**t.

Yeah. Yeah.

He just shot.

(boys laughing)

That was bad.

- And that's coming from you.

- Was that real?

Bilal: All right.

Hey, listen up.

We're going to be taking a

lot more sh*ts from now on--

Besides

taking sh*ts,

we're going to be missing

a lot more sh*ts,

so we're going to need

somebody to clear the boards.

Also... he can do this.

- Bettina.

- (boys murmuring)

Bettina: [ speaking French ]

(boys murmuring)

- Uh, spike, dunk.

- Oh. Okay.

- Yeah?

- [ speaking French ]

Josu: Okay.

Oh!

All right. Not bad.

Not bad.

Bettina,

you tell him nothing,

and I mean nothing,

gets past him

and goes in that net.

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

- Oh, okay.

- All right. We set?

Gunnar, give

him your best.

I will.

Give me the ball.

Let's go, G.

Light him up.

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

Yeah.

Okay.

He's ready for you.

Let's go, Josu.

You got this.

- (grunting)

- (boy laughing)

Shlomo:

Oh! G-dog just got G-jected!

I don't know what that is,

but I like it.

- That was a foul.

- Russell: No way.

Next time,

go like this...

Not in my house!

Not in my house.

Russell:

(laughing) Legend!

That was a foul!

Coach, you saw that.

You know what?

I don't want to hear it.

What do you mean?

He slapped my hand!

You know what?

Ten minutes. Face the wall.

What do you mean, I got to face

the wall? He slapped my hand!

- Coach: Face the wall!

- Shlomo: Not in my house!

Everybody else...

(blowing whistle)

...practise.

Bilal:

Lower, lower, lower, lower.

High, high.

Now, hard dribbles.

Hard dribble.

Pound the rock.

Load your calves.

Keep going. Keep going.

Keep going. Eyes on me.

Left to right.

Left to right.

Go!

Push! Push!

Ask for the ball.

Ask for the--

Deman-- Demandez

la balle. All right.

Laisser le en bas.

Laisser le en bas.



Bilal: Left to right.

Pound the rock. Call it out.

- Players: One!

- One.

- Players: Two!

- Two.

Finis-le Josu.

You better run!

Let's go!

There you go.

Triple threat position.

Shot fake.

Swing low.

You want to do it again?

You want to get at me now?

C'mon, c'mon. What you got,

Gunnar? I'ma come get you.

I'ma get the ball, if

you let me get the ball.

- You won't get the ball.

- All right. Rip again.

There you go.



- Boys: Zero.

- There you go.

- Players: Five.

- There you go.

- Players: Five.

- There you go.

- Players: Five.

- There you go!

- Players: Five.

- There you go!

Five! Four!

Three! Two! One!

There you go. There you go.

There you go.

Bring it in. Bring it in.

Bring it in. Come on.

- One, two, three.

- All: Warriors!





How come you never

mentioned you could play?

I've been

watching you.

Stalker much?

Says the girl with

the poster of me on her--

Person.

Right. Sorry.

Says the person with

the poster of me on her--

Their.

Their room.

(chuckling)

Hey, point is, I see you

working with the guys,

and you've got it.

Zip. Flow. Feel.

And now,

I see you can sh**t?

Why aren't

you playing?

Who am I supposed

to play with?

There is a girls' team

and a boys' team.

Where do I fit?

Yeah, but there's an

opportunity.

Look. I already get called

a freak by people on this team.

If I played?

I-- I get that, but

sometimes, you--

No, you don't.

You can't.

I'm happy to help.

Okay?

Okay.

But I think you should

give it a second thought.

Don't worry

about me, okay?

Worry about Algoma Heights.

They are tough.

All right.

You want to tell me

a little bit more or--

Already emailed

it to you.

All right.

(crowd talking,

shoes squeaking on floor)

- (crowd cheering)

- Motion!

Let's go, Gunnar!

Player: Gunnar, I'm open!

He's not moving

the ball.

(shoes squeaking

on floor)

You guys gotta

get open!

Get open!

(players shouting

indistinctly)

(whistle blowing)

(cheering)

Coach: Motion!

That's what motion means!

- Not one pick and stop!

- (whistle blowing)

Player:

Tee up! Tee up! Tee up!

Get him!

Ball, ball, ball, ball,

ball! Box out, box out.

(whistle blowing)



Let's go. Let's go.

Gunnar!

- Coach: Ah!

- (whistle blowing)

This is going to be an ugly

game unless something changes.

(whistle blowing)

Box out! Box out!

Run the play!

Player: Drive it!

All the way, G!

- Defence!

- Player: Defence, Russell!

(crowd cheering)

Go, go, go, go, go,

go, go, go!

Player:

This way!

(crowd cheering)

- (buzzer sounding)

- Man on speaker: Halftime.

Hey, can I use this

for something?

- Yeah, for sure.

- Thank you.

- Shlomo: Seriously?

- Hey, Coach.

No cards. You don't want

anything in writing.

- I'll tell you later. Go ahead.

- Quick word.

I gotta get the boys

ready for the second half.

Bilal: No, no. I get that.

We gotta shake it up, man.

We gotta get sh*ts

up quicker.

They are jumping on us and

anticipating the passing lanes.

We really should spread the

floor. Josue and four sh**t.

- I drew this up just now.

- All right. Listen. Listen.

Listen.

Listen. Listen.

This is my team.

These are my systems.

You have been nothing,

but extremely helpful,

now it's time to

sort of stand to the side

and let me do

my job.

Let me

get them ready.

Bettina:

Told you.

He won't listen.

(crowd shouting

excitedly)

(whistle blowing)

(crowd cheering)

Come on!

(players shouting

indistinctly)

Time!

- (whistle blowing)

- Come on!

Let's go! Move, move, move.

Get in there.

- Bilal: Come on. Come on.

- Get in there. Let's go.

Bilal: Come on. There you go.

There you go. There you go.

Gunnar, you keep

throwing the ball away.

Well, nobody's open,

so I can't do anything.

They're beating us

to our spots.

Yeah? Why don't you run a

little faster, then, buddy?

Wesley: Run faster? What you

talking about, run faster?

My grandma is 95, and she can

run faster than you, buddy!

- What are you talking about?

- Guys!

Just fight for your

positions, okay?

You got to get there

faster, you understand?

You got to want it. Come on.

"Team" on three.

- One, two, three.

- All: Team!

- Come on!

- Hey. Come here. Come here.

Coach:

Let's go! Keep it going!

On the inbound, come

and get the ball.

Inbound the ball to Wesley.

Get to one of the corners.

They're leaving them wide open.

As soon as you cross half,

attack the lane.

When they collapse, kick it out

to Russell in the corner.

Only sh**t threes.

- What about our sets?

- I'm co-coach, right?

I thought you were just

the assistant.

Just go!

Crowd:

Algoma!

(crowd cheering)

Come on! Come on!

Run the play!

What is this?



- Yes!

- (crow cheering)

Yeah!

- (cheering)

- Time!

You don't have

possession, Coach!

(players shouting

indistinctly)

- Time! Bring it in!

- (whistle blowing)

Why'd you just waste

a timeout?

Bring it in!

Bring it in.

Hey, can you explain the pick

and roll to Josu?

- Yes. Yeah.

- Damn it already with you.

Good job. Good job.

Coach: Why are you guys not

running the plays?

But what Coach

said worked.

The coach?

I'm the coach.

Do you know pick and roll?

Okay. So...

Run the sets.

Understood?

- Okay. On three, "team."

- (Josu speaking quietly)

- Coach: One, two, three.

- Coach, players: Team!

- Bilal: Come on. Let's go.

- Coach: Get out there.

Wesley:

What did Bilal say?

Bilal, what the hell

are you doing?

Trying to win, Coach.

(cheering)

- Foul ball!

- (whistle blowing)

Follow the play!

Follow the play!

- Yeah!

- (crowd cheering)

Time! Time!

You only got one

of those left, Coach.

You might want

to save it.

- Let's go!

- Let's go! Let's go!

People in crowd: (chanting)

Warriors! Warriors! Warriors!

- Yeah!

- (crowd cheering)



Hey, pick it up!

Ah! There you go.

There you go.

Whoo!

(Bilal cheering)

(buzzer sounding,

crowd cheering)

Yeah!

(cheering)

One in five. Our win

projection just got an uptick.

We're on the board.

(laughing)

Bettina:

All right. Come on.

Player:

Is that what that feels like?

Bilal:

That's how you do it, right?

Player:

Right. Yeah.

(people talking

indistinctly)

Man:

Good game, boys.

(car engine starting)

Girl: Did you see that?

That was unbelievable.

What the hell do

you think you're doing?

What? What are you

talking about?

What am I talking about?

I got 23 winning seasons out

of 27.

Can you say that?

No, you can't.

Hey, hey, let's go inside,

and we can talk about this.

- All right?

- Yeah.

The high school hero that went

out there all confident,

the big shot that didn't need

nothing or nobody except himself

until something

went wrong.

And you wind up

right back here.

All right.

Things have changed.

You haven't. You need to

grow and move on.

Move on. How does--

How'd that work

out for you?

When was the last

time you got a call

from one of your

old teammates?

"Hey, Bilal.

How you doing?

How's everything

going?"

Where can you

actually call home?



(scoffing)

(door closing)



(bell jingling)

I'm sorry.

We're closed.

Oh.

Hey.

Just need to sit

for a minute.

- Rose: Okay.

- (sighing)







Coach:

She really loved you.

She was... so proud,

so happy for you

when you left here.

That's why it hurt so

bad when she passed

and you didn't call,

you didn't come back just

to say goodbye.

- I'm sorry.

- No, no, no.

Don't even go there.

She would

have defended you,

because you did something

with your life.

You did something

special.

You were reaching

your potential.

Why do you think

I left Brooklyn?

My heart made me leave

everything behind

and come be with her,

and I don't regret that.

I had Martha.

And I had my team.

Do you understand?

(basketball bouncing)

Come on, Wes. Your feet to

the basket. Let's go.

Come on, Wesley. Nice.

Money Mason.

Let's go. Let's go.

Nice. Nice.

Come on, Russell.

Follow through.

Follow through.

Come on.

Come on, Gunnar.

Gunnar, you got to be

in athletic position, man.

You had about three air

balls. Come on.

You got to keep that elbow

in and follow through.

All right?

Come on.

Yeah, yeah.

Come on. Let's go.

LB, nice shot.

Come on. There you go.

Come on, Josu.

Josu:

Ah.

Hey, hey, take a

deep breath.

Hey, don't hang your

head, all right?

You just started. All right.

Load your legs.

Follow through.

Elbow in. Okay?

Hey, Shlomo, you

got next. Let's go.

Hey, nice

shot, freak.

Freak?

What is freak?

Ne faites pas attention

lui.

Well. Hey, can I

tell you something?

You do know you don't

belong here, right?

- Hey!

- You know where you do belong?

In the back of a restaurant,

cleaning up my dishes

- when I'm done with them.

- Bilal: Hey!

Gunnar:

Freak foster kid.

(thumping)

Don't bring that

shit up. Ever.

(door opening)

What's going on

over here?

Just wrapping

up, Coach.

Yeah?

Just wrapping up?

Right, Gunnar?

Yeah. Yeah.

Just wrapping up.

Wrapping up?

All right.

Let's bring it in, boys.

People.

People. Sorry.



(school bell ringing)

Jules:

Hey, Bilal!

Can I see you in

my office for a minute?

Do you remember when you

were here, we had that logo?

The-- like, the...

It was, like, the--

(whooping) Yeah.

- Right. Yeah.

- So, no more of that.

They took it off the gym floor,

took it off the jerseys.

We even got it

off the yearbook.

Um, but we kept

the name, Warriors.

It was really important

to us. Ogichidaa.

- Oh-gee--?

- Ogichidaa.

- Ogichidaa.

- Yeah. It's not in the sense

that, you know, you

would think,

warriors at w*r,

you know, in battle.

Ogichidaa is when you go

out into the community

and you put everyone else's

needs before your own.

- Bilal: You did this?

- Yeah.

- It's tight.

- (laughing) Thanks.

I wanna put this

all over the school.

I want to remind these kids

what it means to be a Warrior.

And when they leave these doors

to go out into the world,

as Ogichidaa.

So, um...

I was hoping that maybe

we could raise a bit more money

to get some new jerseys?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Uh, leave it with me.

- Okay.

- Whew!

Great! (laughing)

Thank you.

Yeah, you got it.



(dog barking)



It ain't much, but...

Oh, merci.

It's great.

Um, there's a pull-out.

Not that you'll fit,

but there's bedding.

Um...

(phone chiming)

Uh, there's a pull-out

with bedding.

(phone chiming)

Oh, okay.

Merci, great.

All right.

And, hey, um, Mrs...

(phone chiming)

One day soon, you're gonna get

your ticket outta here.

You're gonna leave

and never look back.

Trust me.

I know what I'm talkin' about.

(phone chiming)

[ speaking French ]

parents,

they gave... everything.

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

They love me.

Now, I have you

and the team.

[ speaking French ]

(crowd yelling)

What are you doing?

You're givin' them the game!

- Referee: Calm him down.

- Calm me down?

- Hey, hey, hey.

- This is calm!

- Hey, hey.

- This is calm.

- What?

- Just go hang out.

Hang out at the end.

Hang out at the end

of the bench.

Coach:

He's givin' away the game!

I got it.

I got it.

- I got it.

- (whistle blowing)

(crowd cheering)

All right, inbound.

Inbound.

- Move, move.

- Set up the offence.

Set up the offence.

Problem is Gunnar's

just standing at the top

of the key unless he has

the ball, right?

Bilal: I know. I know

We need someone running point

who gets everyone involved.

Player:

Gunnar!

Maybe try someone else

at the point like Wesley,

like a point forward

or something.

Bettina:

It's not gonna work.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Come on, come on!

Gunnar, move the ball!

Hey, Gunnar, I'm open!

Player: He's wide open.

Hey!

That was a foul!

Yo, blow, that was a foul.

Crowd: Aw!

Oh, my God.

Ref: Technical foul

on two-three.

Oh, come on.

That's a technical foul

on two-three.

- Oh, hey, that's two!

- What?

- That's two.

- You got in my way.

- Relax, relax.

- No, no, no, no.

- You're gonna cost us the game.

- Get back.

Ref: That's two technical

fouls on 2-3.

(shouting over each other)

- Go to the locker room.

- Ref: Get him outta here!

- Come on.

- Chill.

- Get to your locker.

- Get off me!

- Chill, just go, man.

- Boo!

Get outta here!

Bettina:

What the Hell, Gunnar?

- Shut the hell up!

- Gunnar, just go.

- Get off me!

- Just go, dude.

(crowd booing)

Okay.

Okay, uh...

All right.

All right, Shlomo.

You just got called

to the big show, buddy.

Let's show 'em what you got.

- I can't.

- What?

Come on.

Come on.

You've been practising.

You don't even--

I can't.

Everyone will be watching.

Well, you call attention

to yourself more than anyone.

The joking.

The Insta posts. What?

Like, you know

all that Instagram stuff?

I'm doing that alone online.

People are laughing with me.

Not at me.

You know?

Mo, we need you.

Leave it alone, Bilal.

Just leave it alone.

Ref: Hey, Coach.

Who are you puttin' in?

Uh...

We're gonna have to go

with four.

Okay, all right.

All right, bring it in.

(crowd cheering)

Okay, "team" on the three.

Let's go.

All:

One, two, three, team.

- Come on.

- Let's dig in, boys.

(crowd cheering)

We can't do this.

They're just gonna

get embarrassed.

Their confidence

is gonna be wiped out.

- What do you want me to do?

- Coach, come--

What do you want me to do?

(crowd cheering)

(crowd cheering)

- Time!

- (whistle blowing)

Ref: Time out.

White.

Coach: Little late

to freeze the sh**t.

Bring it in.

Bring it in.

Come on.

Come on.

Put Bettina in.

Both:

What?

Shlomo, take your jersey off.

There isn't a person in here

who has a higher basketball IQ

than Bettina.

I've seen it

and I know you have too,

even if you've been

ignoring it.

You know I'm right.

Hey, Coach.

Gotta get your team out there.

- Shlomo, give her, uh--

- Them.

Coach: Sorry, Bettina.

Give them your jersey.

Ref: Uh, no.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You can't...

A girl can't--

You're in luck,

because they aren't a girl.

Yeah, I don't think

that's how that works.

Yes.

It is.

Jerry, let it go.

(yelling)

All right.

All right, listen up.

Bettina is playing point.

Watch them.

Move to open spaces.

Cut the gaps.

Lay-ups and threes, all right?

- Yeah.

- Bettina will find you.

- Hands in.

- Coach: "Team" on three.

All: One, two, three.

Team!

Let's go, Warriors.

(crowd booing)

What is that?

(crowd cheering)

- All right.

- Right here.

- Line 'em up.

Bilal: You guys,

you gotta move.

Hey, side blue.

Bilal: Hey, hey. Watch the back

door. Watch the back door.

Player: Watch the back door.

Back door!

He's gonna slip the screen.

Damn it.

(crowd cheering)

Bilal: It's okay.

It's okay.

(whistle blowing)

Break! Go, go, go, go, go!

Special, special!

- Bilal: Go, go, go!

- Player: Bettina, reverse it.

Swing it.

Help, help, help, help, help!

Player: Help, help, help.

Coach: Get back!

(crowd cheering)

- Time!

- (whistle blowing)

Ref:

Time, white.

I'm sorry, Coach Irving.

I-I-I...

You belong.

You understand me?

You belong.

I know that.

Coach Schmidt knows that.

Your team knows that.

So do me a favour.

Show each and every one of them

who doesn't know that yet.

- (crowd yelling)

- Woman: Come on!

Bilal:

All right?

- Yeah.

- Go get it.

- Player: Let's go!

- (crowd cheering)

(whistle blowing)

Ball, ball, ball.

(crowd cheering)

That's my jersey!

That's my jersey!

- Yes!

- (cheering)

Woo!

(crowd cheering)

Special!

Bettina, Bettina!

(yelling)

Let's go!

Shlomo:

Let's go, Mason!



So, we do

the triangle offence,

but we still run

the motion play.

- You like that?

- You-- That's my play.

I'm just updating it.

Good job, good job.

Back on D, back on D.

Let's go,

let's go, let's go.

That's you!

He's crowding them, ref!

Eh!

Ah!

Set the back pick.

Set the back pick. There you go.

- I like this.

- I get it, I get it.

People see this,

they go knowledge.

This is foreign.

This is like

a Jurassic Park type thing.

- This is crazy.

- (laughing)



Bilal: There you go.

Go, go, go, go.

- Come on, come on.

- Go, go.

(yelling)



(chuckling)

Bilal:

Hey, bring it in.

(team cheering)

Player:

You deserve it, Bettina.

All right, go ahead.

Dig in. Go ahead.

- (cheering)

- That was awesome. Nice pass.

(phone chiming)

Uh, to Coach Schmidt who's been

with us from the beginning

and always cares

about our future

and our legacy.

And, to our new coach,

who thought

we were too small,

too... too slow, too bad

to make it to the finals.

We salute

your reverse psychology.

- All: Hey!

- (laughing)

For he's a

miserable fellow

For he's

a miserable fellow

You're talking about him.

For he's

a miserable fellow

Which nobody can deny

(all laughing cheering)

All right, you kids have fun.

We'll be right back.

Okay?

Come on.

Come with me.

Been a long time since

you've been down here, huh?

Wow.

It's still the same.

Oh, come on, Coach.

You still got this up?

I'm not gonna take down

Sports Illustrated.

What are you?

Crazy?

I wanna have

a little toast.

And I can't believe

I'm makin' this toast.

All right.

This toast

is to my assistant,

and me, for being smart enough

to listen to my assistant.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Mm.

- Ah!

Could use that.

Wow.

That's a big book.

- Yeah.

- Something Martha would read.

Coach:

She was.

You know Martha used to tell me

about this book.

You know, like, the story,

the characters,

and you know,

I would just sorta, like nod,

but not really listen.

So when she died, I just sorta

wanted to experience something

she was going through,

so I started reading it,

and, I just...

can't get past where

she stopped reading it.

She didn't get to.

I don't know.

I know it sounds crazy.

(sighing)

Hey, Coach,

it's nice to see

what you

and Rose got goin' on.

- Stop it.

- What?

I see you cozying up to her

a little bit.

"Cozying up."

She's in the diner.

- You know, she's nice.

- It's okay.

Come on.

You know that, right?

It's okay for you to have

feelings for somebody else.

We know you love Martha.

I don't know.

You know what?

Let's go back upstairs.

Come on. Take your drink.

Let's get outta here.

Mason:

It's actually really good.

Bettina: It's all icing, you

know? I don't--

Mason:

Oh, 100% all icing.

But there's cherries in there.

It's actually really nice.

Bettina:

Where's the cake?

Mason: But it's good though.

You should try it.

Great speech.

Really, good stuff.

Who made you captain?

What?

You just always gotta make it

about yourself, hm?

Whether you're inventing some

pronoun crap to feel special

or up there

makin' a speech, right?

Speakin' for us.

I never said

you could speak for me.

Gunnar.

Knock it off.

Shut up.

You side with her now?

- Them.

- Oh...

Gimme a break

with that crap.

She just always has to do

something weird or different

so that she can stick out.

I mean ever since

we were kids

she'd always be making it

about herself,

because otherwise

no one would--

Gunnar, knock it off, man.

- I said knock it off.

- Piece of shit!

Don't touch me.

Don't you touch me!

- Let go!

- Hey, hey! Break it up!

- Break it up!

- What is going on in here?

- Guys!

- Get your hands off me!

You know what?

Screw this!

And screw all of you.

You know what?

Good luck winning without me.

I quit.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

Thank you.

That guy's a d*ck.

(laughing nervously)

Wait a minute.

Bilal.

- Coach?

- What is...

- Coach?

- Just give me a--

Hey, you okay?

Hey, someone call 9-1-1!

- (all chattering)

- I don't know what it is.

Just breathe.

Just breathe, okay?

Hello, everyone.

Some good news.

He's fine.

It was actually

just a false alarm,

but since we still

have him here

I would like to run a few tests

I couldn't earlier

because of his

great escape.

And, I still need to prescribe

him some medication,

so it'll be

a little bit longer.

- So, what happened?

- She can't tell us.

Doctor-patient

confidentiality.

It was gas.

I'm sorry.

What?

Gas, like the stuff

that you...

that comes out

when you flatulate or belch.

Sometimes a build-up of gas

can cause chest pain,

but not unlike

a heart attack.

But, since he's

had one before,

you actually made the right

decision bringing him in.

- So, Coach just had to fart?

- (laughing)

Basically, anyways, I still

can't let all of you see him,

but he has asked for Bilal

and Rose.

- Me?

- Yes, yes.

So, why don't we just

do it one at a time?

You can wait outside

while Rose talks to him first.

Why don't you two

follow me?

Why would Coach

just need to fart? That's...

Hey, can you hold onto

this for me?

Sure.

(all chattering and laughing)

Coach:

...been back to New York.

Rose:

Don't judge me.

Coach: No, I mean, it's the

greatest city in the world.

You can go

to a Broadway show...

Who knows... I might

you know,

I might take the trip.

I don't wanna go alone.

I'm not saying I'm going.

I'm not asking you

right now, like, to go.

Rose: Mm-hm.

I've gotta go.

All right.

Rose, I'm gonna

come lookin' for you soon.

Just take

your medication, okay?

I'm gonna.

I promise.

- All right?

- Okay.

Coach:

Gonna take the medication.

Hey, Coach.

Um, I swear to God, man,

I wasn't trying to k*ll you,

or disrespect Martha.

I was just trying--

- I asked her out.

- What?!

Look at you, man.

She just wants to wait

for the medication to kick in,

because, you know, if things

get a little hot and heavy,

she don't wanna,

you know, k*ll me.

- Wow.

- It's all I'm saying.

Mental picture.

Check.

It's nice to see you haven't

lost your sense of humour.

(sighing)

About the team.

- They're yours now.

- What?

They look up to you.

They listen to you.

They...

You don't have to demand things

from them the way I do.

They like doing

what you tell 'em.

And it's okay, you know?

Choices.

Life's all about choices.

Hopefully you

make some good ones.

What do you mean?

Martha.

She was the best choice

I made in my life.

(chuckling)

She was on vacation

with a couple friends,

in New York,

she was never to New York.

And me, I just won

my district championship,

so I was out celebrating

with a couple buddies

and, well...

(chuckling)

We wound up

in this jazz club,

and I'm looking

around the room,

we're celebrating.

And there she was.

Let me tell you something.

When she looked up,

I knew my life

would change forever,

and I knew I found

the other half

of my heart.

And like I said,

life is about making choices,

and you're going to

have to make one soon,

because...

(chuckling)

...that team,

that team...

...is calling

your name.

(ball thumping)

Where is everybody?

How am I the early guy?

Just you and me, my man.

Suit up.

This feels weird.

Is there some sort of loan

- I haven't made good on or?

- (chuckling)

Get up. I wanna give you

something. It might help.

Is it some

of your hotness?

It's this.

What?

My No Fear Zone.

(net swishing, ball bouncing)

Uh, thanks?

This spot, it's mine.

I know it.

I take 100 sh*ts

from here every day.

Nobody knows this

spot more than me.

You sh**t

and sh**t and sh**t,

and when you get to this spot

in the game, it's yours.

Your No Fear Zone.

Nothing can touch you here.

And if I miss

or mess up.

Doesn't matter.

Your No Fear Zone.

(exhaling)

(phone ringing)

Hey, what's up?

Pack your bags,

my man.

What do you mean?

Why?

You, good sir,

are going to be a Timberwolf.

Or Timberwolve?

They got rid of the timber,

didn't they?

Wolf? Wolves? Whatever.

You are going to Minnesota.

Hey, hey.

Hold up, hold up, hold up.

What?

Yeah, half the team

went down with injury.

They need to fill it out

with some 10-days.

When?

Tomorrow.

- (phone pinging)

- No, no. I can't.

The team's playing

in the finals tomorrow.

Can you just put

my drink over there?

Look, there's over 500 guys

in the G-league who would

k*ll for this opportunity.

You need to get on a plane ASAP.

I can't just bail.

Yo, can't they wait?

Just a couple of days?

Carter:

No, they got a game tomorrow.

They need a full roster.

Carter,

what about my brand, man?

Shouldn't I see

this through?

Why? B, you did it.

It worked.

I'm booking

our tickets ASAP.

(exhaling)

Hey, you get on that plane,

or you can lose my number.

- But Car--

- (Carter hanging up)

(sighing)

Prt partir?

Yeah. Yeah, let's go.

Practice.

On y vas.

Mo's gonna win us

the chip.

(all laughing)

Wait, they're giving out

a trophy? Like, a big one?

- Oh, dude, you haven't seen it?

- Shlomo: No.

It's like the size of you.

- (chuckling)

- It's huge.

Mo, maybe you'll get

one of those, up on there.

Yup.

Shlomo. We'll have Shlomo.

- Bettina: Number three.

- Number three, Shlomo.

(all laughing)

Russel:

Yo! What's up?

Josu! Hey, coach.

Mason: What's up?

Bam.

Russel:

Hope all is good.

Mason:

What took you so long?

[ speaking French ]

[ speaking French ]

- Shlomo: What? What's--

- Russel: What's he saying?

Josu: Go.

Bettina:

You're leaving?

Bilal:

What?

You're leaving.

Look, I wanted to wait 'til

after practice to tell you--

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait.

So, when?

Tomorrow.

- What?

- But the game's tomorrow.

- We've been working so hard.

- You can't leave tomorrow.

Mason:

You serious?

Look, this isn't

for nothing, all right?

This is an NBA contract.

You want me to turn

down an NBA contract?

Bettina:

This late in the season?

Is it a 10-day?

Yeah.

Yeah, but they

can extend it.

You're leaving us to

sit on a bench for 10 days?

Whoa. Look, I helped

this team get to the finals.

What more

do I need to do?

So, all of this

was just for you?

No--

All of that Instagram stuff

was just you using us?

Okay, how can you say that?

I got this team to the finals.

I helped you get there!

No, you helped yourself.

What is with

all of you?

If you get a ticket

out of here, you take it!

You think you can be your

fullest self here...

in this place?

Any of you,

you get an opportunity

to get out, you go.

What the hell is

worth staying here for?

Us?



Thanks.



(people shouting, singing)

All right.

(crowd cheering)

- (buzzing)

- (cheering)

That's it.

All right, bring it in.

Bring it in.

(crowd cheering)

Gather in.

Come on, guys.

All right.

I see your faces,

I know what's going on.

All right?

I feel bad he's not here, too,

but we got something

to do out there, okay?

Nothing else

should be in your head

other than moving faster

and quicker

and outrunning these guys

and outscoring these guys.

Then after we can

feel bad together,

but right now we got a job,

so let's do it, okay?

Defence on three,

come on.

All:

One, two, three, defence!

Get out there,

let's do this.

(crowd cheering)

Okay, ready?

(grunting)

(crowd cheering)

Bettina:

Get open!

Constant movement!

- Get to your spot, come on!

- Tina!

Push it!

(crowd cheering)

Yeah, yeah!

Player: Okay, go back.

Back, back.

Bettina: Back on D,

back on D. Come on. Come on!

Work as a team!

As a team!

Russel:

More of that, more of that!

(crowd cheering)

Russel: Hup!

Cover your man!

Russel:

Come on!

Bettina:

Shot, shot, shot!

(crowd cheering)

Play your game, not theirs!

Your game!

(crowd cheering)

Go, go!

- (crowd cheering)

- Bettina: Yes, that's right.

Yes. Yes.

Bettina:

That's good. Come on.

Russel:

Shot, shot, shot!

(crowd groaning)

Come on.

Russel:

Drive it!

(crowd groaning)



Woman:

Mr. Irving?

Ticket and passport, please.

We're just waiting

on you.

Oh, I'm sorry.

My bad.

Oh, I don't need this, sir.



(crowd cheering)

Come on, yeah.

(crowd cheering)

That's right.

Russ, Russ, Russ, Russ, Russ!

Yeah!

(buzzing)

(blowing whistle)

Man:

Hot dog!

(crowd cheering)

Locker room.

Let's go.

(crowd cheering)

It's okay.

Stay focused.

(crowd cheering)

Let's go.

Woman: Yeah!

All right, listen. I know

what you're feeling, okay?

I understand, but we can

still do this, all right?

(crowd chatting)

(crowd cheering)

We're going to have

to do the box-and-one.

The play we've

been working on. Here.

Hey, this isn't about

Xs and Os, Coach.

Holy f--

Forget something?

Yeah, yeah.

I forgot to say

a few things before I left.

We don't want to hear them.

Shlomo: What's your advice?

To just leave?

All right, would you

let him talk?

Listen,

life is God damn hard.

All right?

And I was like

all of you, man.

Back then I felt like a nobody

in the middle of nothing.

Thrown to the wolves

after my parents died.

It put this hole

inside of me.

This hunger,

this fight.

To go out and take what's mine,

you know? What's owed me.

And that's, uh...

when I wish I could have

figured it all out,

but you all know I didn't.

It was that hunger, man.

That hole.

Listen, I messed up

every situation I was in.

More often than not,

I was out for me,

and I messed up my life

and wound up right back here.

I wanted to see if

I could turn you into winners

so it would

look good for me.

So, I can get out

of here again,

and I did it.

I wanted to get on that plane so

God damned bad, let me tell you,

but that would mean

losing all of you,

and losing

the sense of belonging.

Here.

Am I crazy?

Should I fight like hell to

get back to somewhere for me?

Or do I belong

here with you all?

You belong...

here.

All right.

All right, let's bring it in.

Let's go, Coach.

Let's hear it.

Warriors, on three.

All:

One, two, three. Warriors!

- Let's go!

- Let's get out there!

(crowd cheering)

Come on, come on.

Bring it in. Bring it in.

All right, they're up 16,

they think they won

this basketball game.

You think they won it?

I don't think they won it.

No, no, no.

I don't think they won it.

I think we are

still in this game.

(crowd cheering)

Motion, motion! Go, go, go,

go, go, go, go, go, go.

- (crowd cheering)

- Ah, nice! Nice! Let's go!

All we have to do is

bring it within two,

and we can do that.

Yes! Woo!

It is not over

until the buzzer sounds.

This is a whole new half,

a whole new game.

Nice screen, nice screen.

Money Mason, Money Mason!

Yeah!

Coach has a great

plan to slow them down,

but we need to speed

this up on the other end.

(crowd cheering)

Ah! Get up, Wesley!

Nice!

Move, set picks,

sacrifice yourself.

Be Warriors.

(crowd cheering)

(crowd cheering)

Ref: (blowing whistle)

Foul, 55 Red.

Two sh*ts.

(crowd cheering)

(crowd cheering)

(crowd cheering)

Charge! Charge!

Boy: Side to side!

(blowing whistle)

Foul. Blocked.

Oh, are you kidding me?!

(all shouting at once)

Bettina:

It's okay, it's okay.

Referee:

Foul, 55 red.

(crowd cheering)

(shouting)

Time out, time out,

time out!

Jump ball.

Possession blue.

What?

No, I said time out!

John, what are you calling?

- What?

- Time out!

- That's a jump ball.

- You understand?

You want a time out?

I'm calling time.

Time out. Red.

Bring it in, bring it in,

bring it in, bring it in,

come on, come on.

Coach, I swear

I said time out.

- I know, I saw.

- I swear, I swear.

You're good, you're good.

You're good, bro...

Eight seconds left.

Eight seconds left.

Okay, here's what

we're going to do, all right?

As soon as the ball inbounds,

foul whoever, okay?

No, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no.

Foul before the inbound.

That way there's no

time off the clock, okay?

Their number four is

a 48% free throw guy.

You got a 50-50 chance.

It's called analytics, Bilal.

You should try it some time.

(chuckling)

Okay?

All right. Foul number

four before the inbounds.

LB, foul him

before the inbounds.

We only have

one time-out left,

which means when he misses,

we really have to

throw out the Xs and Os.

We don't have Josu

to bail us out.

It won't be

about positioning.

It'll be about what Coach

Schmidt has always taught you.

You need to want it more.

You just need to

flat out want it more.

Warrior strong on three.

One, two, three...

All:

Warrior strong!

(crowd cheering)

LB, foul before the inbound.

(crowd cheering)

(blowing whistle)

Foul! Number 10.

There we go.

- Red, two sh*ts.

- Come on.

(crowd applauding, whistling)

(exhaling sharply)

- Yes!

- Yes!

(crowd cheering)

That's it! That's it!

Time! Time! Time!

Yeah! Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Yes! Yes!

Good job. Good job.

All right.

Okay. Okay. All right.

(clapping)

Listen up, all right.

Let's go for two

and tie this game up. Let's go.

Bettina, as soon as you get

the ball,

you do a quick read

of the D.

If Russell is open in

the corner, drive and kick,

if not, try to draw

in a double team

and dish it

to Mason at the rim.

Wesley, you stand as a release

valve at the free throw line.

Okay?

Warriors on three!

Wait.

We should put Shlomo in.

Go for a three.

- Oh, my--

- Mason: What?!

Your spot,

it's right there.

Hey, he hasn't played

all year.

Russel: Coach,

no one'll be expecting him.

They'll leave him

completely open.

He'll have the best

shot of any of us.

And you know what, Shlomo?

They won't even see it coming.

I'm not sure if

I even see it coming!

Okay, who do I take out?

You can take me out.

No, they can't take you out.

Take me out.

You want us to

be Warriors, right?

The only way this

is going to work is

if Bettina brings up the ball.

You have to stay in.

Coach, use me as a decoy.

Bettina: Yeah, yeah.

If we use Russel as a decoy

in one corner, it'll overload

their defenders to that side,

right, 'cause they'll

probably run a tight zone

to prevent the two, then,

if LB, you run towards me,

and set a pick,

it'll collapse,

and then Shlomo will be wide

open in the opposite corner

for me to hit.

Okay, slow down.

It's easy enough for me to

hit threes alone in the gym

while no one's guarding me,

- but I--

- No, no, no. You'll be so open.

Okay?

It'll feel like you're alone.

- Trust me.

- Oh, my God.

- Trust us.

- We're with you, Mo.

We're with you.

You got this, Mo.

- You got this.

- Deep breath.

- Bettina: You got it.

- You got this.

- Hands in. Come on.

- Hands in, hands in.

All: One, two, three.

Warrior strong!

Come on.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Russel:

We got this!

- (crowd cheering)

- Go, defence! Come on, defence!

(crowd cheering)

Crowd (Chanting):

Defence! Defence!

(blowing whistle)



(inhaling, exhaling)



(all cheering)



(all cheering)

Bilal:

Come on! Yes!



Team:

Shlomo! Shlomo! Shlomo!

Shlomo! Shlomo!

Shlomo! Shlomo!

Shlomo! Shlomo! Shlomo!

Shlomo!

Yes! We did it again, right?

We did it again!

Woo!

Oh, my God.

You did.

Stop. We did it as a team.

We did it as a team. Stop.

You know what?

We did it as a team.

You did it as a coach.

Thank you.

Now, let's go see our team.

Come on.

(cheering)

There it is.

(shouting)

You got this!

There you go. There you go.

- Hey, Shlomo!

- (all talking over each other)

Bilal: Hey, hey, hey, hey!

We gotta get

a picture, all right?

No, no.

This one's just for us.

Coach:

You get on that side.

Can you take a picture, man?

Thank you so much.

Coach: That's right.

Shlomo in the middle.

- One!

- Warriors, baby. Number one!

Coach:

Warriors!

(all cheering)

(camera snapping)



Hey, B. It's me.

Here in Minnesota.

Waiting in the hotel.

Uh, you're not here yet.

Hurry up, man.

(chuckling)

Okay, talk soon.



I've-- I've been

looking on the socials,

and I see that

you guys won.

Congratulations.

I guess you didn't miss

your plane.

You just didn't get on it.

Am I disappointed that

you didn't sign? Yes.

Have I had to smooth things

over with the Wolves? Yes.

But that's okay,

we're going to move forward.

What if we take this,

like, global? Youth camp.

We talk to Adidas,

and then I get you

back on a team.

I can do that

and I can get you some money,

but please,

call me back.



Bilal,

you (bleep) prick.

What are you doing?

You need to call me! (bleep)

Pick up that phone

and call me right now,

or I swear to God

I will never let you sleep!



what time it is

in whatever time zone

you're currently in.

I guess you, um,

you wanna do the right thing.

You wanna...

You're ready to just

throw it all away.

(sighing)

Have a great life, Bilal.

Oh, crap. Has this thing

been on mute the whole time?

What the (bleep)?