Brent Musburger:
Kareem with 32 points.
James Worthy with 20
points, a terrific game.
And Magic Johnson, 18.
Announcer : I think
that, uh, the, the Lakers,
uh, they've got a very,
very fine basketball team.
They've got a lot of
answers that the Celtics
have never seen before, and, uh,
I think the Celtics have a
lot of answers for them, too.
Musburger: The Los Angeles Lakers
have won in Boston to
take a one-to-nothing lead
in the best of seven for
the NBA World Championship.
- You bet your a*s!
- Fan: Get the f*ck outta here, Buss!
- Yeah!
- f*ck you, Buss!
Get the f*ck outta here!
- One down, three to go!
- Fan: f*ck you!
- Go f*ck yourself!
- Jerry Buss: f*ck' Irish b*tch!
♪ Are we gonna let the
elevator bring us down? ♪
♪ Go crazy ♪
Fan: You better
f*ck' run! Go!
God damn! These crackers done
lost their motherfuckin' minds!
♪ If you don't like... ♪
Michael Cooper: Damn, this
crowd's gonna k*ll us!
Earvin "Magic" Johnson: Let's
get the f*ck out of here!
Mitch Kupchak: We're
soon gonna find out!
- James Worthy: Someone hit me with a beer!
- Straight to the bus!
Down the hall. Keep
movin', keep movin'!
To the bus!
Magic: Come on, Cap.
Woo!
They mad, y'all!
Woo!
♪ ...elevator bring us down ♪
♪ Oh no, let's go!
Let's go crazy ♪
There it is! There it is,
come on, get up, get up!
♪ Let's get nuts ♪
♪ Let's look for
the purple banana ♪
♪ Until they put us in
the truck, let's go! ♪
Magic: We got one,
y'all! We got one!
We got this year in
the bag! Let's go!
Hey,
we got this one in the bag!
Let's go! Let's go!
Pat Riley: f*ck, yeah!
Don't go gettin' c*ck now.
Alright? We got three to go.
Jamaal Wilkes: We got one!
You guys just came in here,
and you stole one
on their floor.
- Magic: That's right!
- Pat: But it ain't stealing
- when you take what's yours.
- Players: That's right!
Pat: Now, they've won their
rings. We've won ours.
And none of it meant sh*t!
Because it wasn't against them.
Magic: Mm-hmm.
We don't want another ring.
- We want theirs.
- Players: Yeah!
Magic: Okay, Coach!
We want their f*cking hearts.
- Players: Yeah!
- Magic: Okay, Coach!
You hear me?
We want their f*cking...
hearts!
♪ Let's go crazy ♪
They’re coming up front.
Oh sh*t!
Get us the f*ck outta here!
♪ Are we gonna let the
elevator bring us down? ♪
♪ Pills and thrills
and daffodils ♪
♪ Hang tough, children ♪
♪ He's coming ♪
♪ He's coming ♪
♪ There it is ♪
♪ Yeah, ah, uh ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Okay ♪
♪ Check it out ♪
♪ Death to the pigs is
my basic statement ♪
♪ I spit street stories
'til I taste the pavement ♪
♪ Tryin' to stay out the pen
where we face enslavement ♪
♪ Had a foolproof hustle 'til
they traced the payments ♪
♪ I was grippin' my palm
around some shitty rum ♪
♪ Tryin' to find
psalm number 151 ♪
♪ To forget what I'm owed,
as I clutch the commode ♪
♪ I read "Put down the bottle
and come get the g*n" ♪
♪ Let's get off the chain like
Kunta Kinte with a MAC-10 ♪
♪ They want us gone like
a dollar in a crack den ♪
♪ Steadily subtractin'
seeds and stems ♪
♪ Mind cloudy through
the wheeze and phlegm ♪
♪ Numbin' my brain off of
that and the Jesus hymns ♪
♪ If we waiting for the time
to fight, these is thems ♪
♪ Tellin' us to relax
while they ease it in ♪
♪ We gettin greased again ♪
♪ The truth I
write is so cold ♪
♪ It'd freeze my pen ♪
♪ I'm Boots Riley it's
a pleasure to meet you ♪
♪ Never let they punk
a*s ever defeat you ♪
♪ They got us on the corner
wearin' pleather and see-thru ♪
♪ All y'all's gold mines,
they wanna deplete you ♪
♪ I ain't just finna rap on the
track, I finna clap on 'em back ♪
♪ And it's been
stackin' to that ♪
♪ 500 years before Iceberg
ever leaned back in the 'lac ♪
♪ Before they told Rosa
"Black in the back" ♪
♪ Before the CIA told Ricky
Ross to put crack in a sack ♪
♪ And Gil Scott traded
rappin' for smack ♪
♪ This beat alone should
get platinum plaques ♪
♪ I'd rather see a million
of us ecstatic to scrap ♪
♪ 'Cause if we bappin' 'em
back we automatically stacked ♪
♪ vocalizing ♪
♪ Come take my hand ♪
♪ You should know me ♪
♪ I've always been
in your mind ♪
♪ You know I will be kind ♪
♪ I'll be guiding you ♪
Ooh...
♪ You have to believe
we are magic ♪
♪ Nothing can stand
in our way... ♪
Ain't mine! Can't
be! I was careful.
Lisa Adams: Not
careful enough.
I voiced your objection
to the young woman.
She's insisting
you're the father.
She's made it clear she
plans to keep the child.
In my professional opinion,
we'd do better to arrange a
settlement sooner than later.
I can't be dealing with
none of this right now.
Got camp. Season
startin'. This is my time!
Son, this child
is due to be born
in the heart of the season.
Right when our corporate friends
from 7 Up and Buick are
looking to their pitch-man
for all those wholesome
Christmas ads.
They can't know about
none of this. Nobody can.
My people
back in Lansing...
That's why we nip
this in the bud.
We suspect Miss Mitchell will
be needing financial assistance,
and we have that to offer
in exchange for silence.
So, she ain't gonna
be saying it's mine?
The deal would be conditional.
No admission of involvement,
the child will not
carry the Johnson name,
and if she speaks of
you in the public,
we slap her with a lawsuit
that a single mother such
as her can ill afford.
Dr. Thomas Day: For you...
be like the child never existed.
Well, that's cold.
Y-You sayin' there
ain't no other way?
Review the terms.
We'll need your decision by
the end of training camp.
Son...
Our job is to protect you.
And we gonna do that.
We need you to focus
on what you do best.
The game.
This is your moment.
Yeah. Yeah, you right.
You right.
♪ Volare... ♪
Reporter : In
sports news, the NBA draft
was held today in New York City
with every owner
of every franchise
descending on Manhattan.
And it was the Boston Celtics
who were particularly active
with a huge trade at
the top of the draft.
What do you want, Jerry?
We have a pick until
the second round.
Oh, f*ck it. We're champs.
Let's just stand pat,
take the limo for another
f*ck' spin, huh?
Sorry we're late! We just
came from a little sit-down
with the cable television
boys in Connecticut.
It's a racket.
What kind of morons
wanna pay for television?
Could be 10, 20 million
eyeballs by the 1990s.
We want those eyes on us, David.
Basketball is the
sport of the decade,
but we're not makin' it by
burying a game a week on CBS.
Hey! There he is!
The man who tied for
second runner-up.
How was your draft, Red?
-Oh, what, you didn't hear? I made out like Dillinger.
-Jerry Buss: No.
Picked me up a sleeper out of
the University of Minnesota.
Got Golden State to throw
in a starting center
as part of the trade,
and now, I got the best front
court in the whole league.
Good luck matching up with that.
I'm happy for you, Red.
You needed a break.
And who knows? These
moves work out,
maybe we'll get a chance to beat you in the finals.
They do dream big in California.
Yeah, but I still got the
team that beat your a*s.
You got no idea
what team you got.
Ask West how it goes. After
you finally get over that hump,
what happens next?
- You get a little distracted.
- Oh.
Because of the bright
lights and the bullshit.
Jealousy is very
unbecoming, Arnold.
Is this what happens
when you lose?
'Cause I'm unfamiliar with the feeling.
I'm just one and done!
All I know is winning.
- You know, my people got a word.
- Yeah?
Dayenu. Means... "It
would be enough."
If all God did was bless us
with the Promised Land, dayenu.
If he just sent the plagues
against our enemies, dayenu.
It goes on this way, but the
point is sometimes we get lucky.
And we get greedy.
Some advice from an old Jew?
Let it be enough.
'Cause if you come
after it again,
this wily Yid'll jam his
Florsheim up your cowboy a*s.
Alright, then.
Go sit on a f*ck' turnip.
What is he talking
about, by the way?
The draft?
Did he just eat our
f*cking lunch again?
- No. No, we're fine.
- It's all good.
♪ See them walking
hand in hand ♪
♪ Across the bridge
at midnight ♪
What a difference
a year makes, huh?
Nice hairdo.
Oh yeah, thank you. Cassie
got me this new stuff
called, uh, mousse.
You ought to try it.
I mean, we're champs. Gotta
look the part now, right?
I'm just hoping
we get to keep it.
Hm? You know why
nobody repeats.
'Cause the guys that you beat along the way...
they spent all
that time at home,
figuring out new ways
to break you down.
Therefore, you gotta innovate.
I've been working on
new rotations, schemes.
- Paul Westhead: Pat, have you read "Othello"?
- Uh...
Greatest general in Venice.
Maybe... Maybe all of Europe.
Did he have any tips
on the low post trap?
Even if he did, it
wouldn't matter,
because his downfall was
not, uh, not battle plans.
It was personalities.
Magic: We the ones
that made it happen.
Not Coach, not Cap.
We carried the load,
brought home the gold.
But, one ring ain't gonna
keep us in that room.
- Norm Nixon: n*gga, what are you talkin' about?
- I'm talkin' about the...
I'm talkin' about that.
I'm talkin' about the future!
That game six? We
showed what we can do.
Coop, flyin' the floor,
slammin' it home.
- Yes, sir!
- Norm, poppin' it from mid-range.
- Oh, percolatin' like a m*therf*cker!
- Yeah.
- With Chones cleaning up them boys. Mm.
- You know how we do.
Kareem was our general.
Carried us all year.
Then, our Iago stole his glory.
Now, you're dealing with
the stuff of tragedy.
Entitlement.
Resentment. Hubris.
The key to everything
is going to be us.
We're not in the
shadows any longer.
We pushed those men,
led them to victory.
And we're still looked
at as understudies.
Paul, you can't let
this crap get to you.
No, no, that's, that's
where you're wrong, Pat.
We gotta bring it in.
- We gotta feed on it.
- Okay.
It's you and me, Pat.
I know Cap. He comin'
back, but let's be real.
He barely could keep up
with us runnin' last year.
That's how he got hurt
in the first place.
It's good for him, too!
We get a lead, then
throw him in there,
let him do his thing. Right?
I'm thinking we should
talk to him together.
- Oh, hell no.
- Mm-mm
Man, you the one
the white people
got on TV selling sh*t.
So, go sell him on this.
- Ain't nobody scared of Cap.
- I am.
I dress in the shower sometimes.
For real!
- Kareem Abdul-Jabbar: Afternoon, gentlemen.
- Oh. Mm-mm. I'm calling my mom.
- See ya, Cap.
- Uh, I'ma call her, too.
- Kareem: Buck.
- Sup, Cap?
-Thank you, Lon. Appreciate that.
-Lon Rosen: Yeah.
Hey, Cap, uh, can I talk
to you for a second?
So, me and the fellas, we was
talking, and they had this idea,
and I wasn't too sure
about it at first,
but I think I'm seein'
what it could be.
- Do tell.
- So...
- Cheryl Pistono: Kareem!
- Well, the thing is...
I asked you to hurry
up and give me the key!
Please! I have to pee.
Oh. Sorry, Earvin. Emergency.
- So good to see you.
- Magic: You, too.
- sh*t. I ain't know y'all was...
- Blessed.
Yeah. Sho' is.
You wanna know how
the great Red Auerbach
built his dynasty?
He was the first guy to
field an all-Black team.
In Boston.
Ha, yeah. The old fart
was a civil rights hero
because he didn't
give a good g*dd*mn
what anybody thought.
He wanted to win.
And, my friends,
the future of sports
is not an athletic contest.
It's a business one.
And that...
is where I got the b*stard beat.
Alright! We all here?
- Yes, sir.
- Hey, Pop.
Who's got the payroll numbers?
- Oh, I do.
- Jerry Buss: Okay, John.
Tell the room what we pay...
Cooper.
- Cooper. Let's see...
- Jimmy: I know that one.
Yeah, we got him
locked up cheap.
35 grand a year.
Alright, so add a
zero to that number.
Uh, well,
we don't have to do that
'cause he's not up for
renegotiation till next summer.
When the new free
agent rules kick in.
The days of payin'
chump change are over.
We are getting out in
front of this, alright?
We are gonna sew up our
starters, long-term.
We're gonna pay them more
than any of these other
cheapskate owners.
And that means our boys
are gonna bleed for us.
Can we afford that?
- No.
- No.
Well, that's the beauty of it.
Ronald Reagan is
about to be president.
Big business in the White House.
Debt is good. Credit
is the new cash,
and growth will be the
only way to stay alive.
You reinvented basketball
as entertainment,
but why stop there?
Why not fill the
Forum with new sports?
Team tennis, indoor
soccer, gymnastics.
It's all in the folder.
Alright, Claire! Take
a look-see at this.
Frank, I need you to find our
money men. We need investors.
Jerry Buss: Jeanie.
I am proud of you.
Jimmy and Johnny do
not have what you have.
I know that.
But I can't give up on 'em.
- And I don't want you to either.
- Jeanie Buss: Of course not.
We're a family.
Yeah. Well...
Let's face it, we're not
the family we could be.
I did what I know, you know?
My dad disappeared.
And Grandma...
Well, God bless her.
She was full of love, but she
showed it in some strange ways.
And, you know,
she never made us a home...
that we could settle down in.
I wanted that my whole life.
Anyway, I...
I can't... make
up for the past.
But this is somethin' new.
Jeanie, I want you
to live here with me.
Really?
And I mean you and
your brothers both.
Jeanie, we're
building an empire.
But it's not gonna
mean a g*dd*mn thing
if we don't have each other.
All of us.
- Think it's him again?
- Can't say he gives up that easy.
Virgil: Huh.
Does that mean you
starting to give in?
Hell no.
Magic: Come on, Cook.
We both know you missin' me.
- Don't flatter yourself.
- Virgil: What's that?
Nothing! Nothing,
baby. Nothing.
Oh, "baby" now, huh?
Yeah. Better a nickname
than going out and makin' one.
Oh... Cook, you know I
ain't mean to do that.
I just like p*ssy
a little too much.
Some folk get high.
Some drunk. Me?
I like to f*ck.
Well, good luck with that.
Virgil: Good luck
with what, honey.
Mm-mm.
Honey? He
sound like a b*tch.
Mr. Softee ain't
comin' in between us.
We got somethin' special.
You think you can run around
and do whatever you want,
and I'll just come runnin' back?
Well, from now on,
I need somethin' I can count on.
You can count on some
boring-a*s nights,
and you know it.
Virgil: Hey, babe. You ready for Bible study?
Come on, come on, come on,
come on! Look, this is easy!
Let's go, Norman. This
is his Make-A-Wish.
This is his Make-A-Wish, Norman!
Pat: Stay on him!
Jim Chones: Ball, ball, ball!
Here we
go! Alright, let's go!
Paul: Hold for Cap.
Let's go! Let's go! Hustle!
- Player: I got Magic!
- Ball! Ball!
Earvin, slow down!
Wait for your captain.
Jamaal: I'm here! EJ!
EJ! Right here, I'm open.
- Come on!
- Slow down!
- Got your back!
- Magic: Come on!
- Get the molasses out your a*s, Cap!
- Shut your a*s up.
- Pat: Take it easy, now.
- Pass the ball, man!
No picks.
I look like I was ready?
Sorry, Cap. Just tryin'
to find the right speed
like Coach want.
We'll get there! We'll
get there. Give it time.
Hey, look. Cap's wiped anyway.
Why don't we just call
it a day, alright?
-Paul: Good idea. Let him rest the ankle.
-Pat: Yeah.
That's it, gentlemen!
Wait a minute, Coach!
We wanna climb that
mountain top again,
we gotta be in shape!
I'm still feelin' fresh!
- How about y'all, fellas?
- I'm with you.
- Tired as f*ck.
- Yeah, let's run it.
Magic: Cap can lay down
if he want. Bunny got him.
- We can do a little game six.
- You think this offense runs better without me?
Nah! Just trying to
protect the cargo.
Hey, hey, hey.
Practice is over.
It's over.
No, I agree with Buck.
Let's run it back.
Pat: Cap...
You play game six.
I'll run with B.
Let's go, B team. Let's go.
Norm: Mm...
Yeah! Come on now, y'all!
No laggin'! Let's go!
- Why'd you have to talk sh*t?
- You already know.
Why you gotta talk sh*t?
Let's go! Let's go, bunny.
Alright, let's go!
Player: Ah! I got back.
Get him, Cap!
Let's go. Post, post, post!
Jim: Finish that sh*t!
Norm: Alright, come on! If you want
it, go, go! Get it, get it, get it.
Woo!
Listen up. This is your captain
speaking, m*therf*ckers.
You want minutes?
It's time to earn 'em.
Hell yeah! Hey!
You wanna make
another All-Star team?
Scoring, that's how you do!
Lock Buck's punk a*s up, grind
the rest of those f*ck down,
and every time we go
in the offensive end,
- gimme the f*cking ball.
- Jim!
Let's get your a*s
up off the pond!
This here how we make
it happen! Let's go.
Let's go!
Where you at,
Cap? Where you at?
-Hey! I got it! I got it! I got it!
-D up! D up!
All day. You know
you can't guard me.
Norm: Hot dog! Come on!
Magic: Yeah!
That's too easy!
Magic: sh**t it!
- Norm: Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- Yeah, Norm!
Magic: Yeah!
- Paul. Paul...
- It's not gonna get easier.
Tryin' to earn these
minutes, huh? Huh?
Ball! Ball!
Hey, Bunny, I need you down...
Here! Here!
- f*ck off me!
- Lock him up!
He can't handle the
pressure! Let's go, B!
Player: Come on,
Cap! Get it, get it!
Ah! Ah, f*ck!
- -Paul: Hey!
- Move it out. Okay, alright.
Let me see him.
Get outta the way.
-Clear out. Clear out.
-Pat: How bad is it? How bad is it?
Let me see it,
Cap, let me see it.
- Let me see how bad it is.
- Kareem: Ah, f*ck...
- Paul: f*ck!
- Pat: sh*t.
-Paul: f*ck me.
-Get off me. Get the f*ck off me.
We're done for the day.
Cap, you good? Yo...
Oh, sh*t. Okay, okay.
Jerry West: You're outta
your f*ck' mind, dude.
350,000 f*ck' dollars.
Outta your f*ck' mind.
- Jerry, hear him out!
- Oh, that's right, Bill.
I'm just gonna hold
the camel's tail
while you f*ck it
in the a*s. I mean,
that is the operating cost
of half the f*cking
teams in this league,
and you are just
giving it to Cooper!
- And Norm.
- And whoever else we wanna keep.
Jerry Buss: Jerry, Jerry.
We're buying loyalty
with this, alright?
We're gettin' out
ahead of the curve.
And when this free agency
sh*t kicks in next year,
we're gonna look like
geniuses, alright?
You got any idea how much I
earned playin' for this club?
No? How about you? Kid? No?
$800,000!
And that's not just one year.
That's my whole
g*dd*mn f*ck' career!
Okay, look.
Kareem and Magic, I get it.
Pay 'em. They're stars.
But you start throwing
this money around
willy-f*cking-nilly like that,
what does that mean
when we really need it?
- What are we gonna do then?
- Then we're gonna spend more money.
You're gonna...
Jerry, I appreciate
your concern, alright?
It's not your f*cking problem.
That is modern business.
Welcome aboard.
Okay. Okay. Well
then, sh*t. f*ck.
Suit me the f*ck up,
huh? Huh? Come on!
How about you, Bill?
You gotta be good
for a couple of points off the
bench! Little rusty, but hey!
How about that? What's
that worth, Frank?
That's gotta be worth,
what? Uh, two? Three?
- 400? 500,000?
- A million!
Oh, a f*ck' million, huh?
Hell, let's just
f*ck' wipe our asses
with all this f*ck'
money we got, huh!?
- Don't worry. We'll get it done.
- Jerry Buss: Calm him down.
Bill Sharman: Jerry!
Jerry, calm the f*ck down!
Jesus Christ!
Jimmy: Scary.
Wow.
JoAnn Mueller: So you
got them working for you.
Now, you want them
living in your mausoleum?
It's their home.
They're thrilled.
JoAnn: That's the problem.
They believe you. Just like
they did every Christmas,
every birthday,
when the boxes would show up,
but not the guy who sent them.
They still think the man
who left our home to learn
the fox trot and chase tail
won't let them down.
Hey. I love those kids.
♪ You are the one who can... ♪
- Do you know Johnny's a musician?
- Of course, I do!
He's got the rock-and-roll band.
He's a singer in a country band
which he quit to come
here and live with you.
Jimmy was in jockey
school. Think he wants that
any other reason than his
daddy likes the ponies?
That's his dream.
It's not mine.
And Jeanie... You know
what her favorite sport is?
- Tennis.
- Tennis.
Now she's popping Rolaids
like a middle-aged accountant
losing sleep for you.
She's got ambition.
Alright? And that's
a f*cking virtue.
I'm not signing off
on any new investors.
Set them free.
Chick Hearn: Folks,
welcome to a new season.
And these Lakers are
hot outta the gates.
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar,
the big man,
the captain, rehabbing
from a scratched cornea.
And in his absence,
these Lakers are playing
faster than ever.
Watch out, NBA.
When this team gets going,
they are a blur.
♪ Ah, ah, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ You've got the
best of my love ♪
Just wish everything
was as easy as ball.
Feel like the only place
I can get away from it all
is out there on the floor.
Lisa: Is that the
only place? 'Cause...
I could take that as an insult.
Nah. This good.
It's real good.
Appreciate you coming through.
Mm. Hope it clears your mind
because we need an answer.
You don't understand.
If she sign them papers,
that ain't gonna make
everything alright.
I'm still gonna
have a kid out there
with my blood
runnin' through it,
that I ain't taking care
of. And I ain't protectin'.
I ain't actin' like no father.
Are you ready to be one?
Just know...
Just know turning
my back ain't right.
Right is relative.
First thing they
teach you in the law.
But I didn't need
school to teach me that.
I've been learning
that my whole life.
Competing in a
world of white men,
right and wrong is
a matter of opinion:
theirs.
And if you wanna
play their game,
you learn to live with that.
So I gotta do bad
for it to be good.
Unless you wanna be a choir boy,
which, from what I
experienced, would be a loss.
If Miss Mitchell
signs the papers,
that child will live well.
The same life it would've been
afforded under your own roof.
The guilt gets
easier to live with.
Take my word on that.
Next time, let's do
this at my office.
Save me time on the commute.
That could be fun.
Cheryl: It's...
well, you know he's a hard man
to get a hold of,
but I-I'll tell him you called.
Thanks. Yeah. Okay.
Bye-bye.
So Earvin just called
again. And next time,
you really need to be the one
to answer because I'm just...
I'm not getting up again.
No. Not until the baby comes.
Kareem: There's nothin' to say.
Well, what if he's
calling to apologize?
- He ain't got it in him.
- And he's a hustler.
And what he wants is the
spotlight to himself.
- Well, you never liked the spotlight anyway.
- I earned it.
I actually earned the respect,
and I paid for it with my body.
So why not share the burden?
He doesn't get to
just traipse in,
play one charmed game,
and act like that entitles
him to take this team.
I'm coming back tonight,
and I'm going to dominate
the way I have since long
before he held a basketball.
Because I'm dealing
with an overgrown child.
I get it, baby. You're
not the only one.
We need to go to the hospital.
- Oh, baby, baby.
- Now!
Frank Mariani: $300,000
that we ain't got.
Look...
I know you got your
heart set on those...
contract extensions.
You sure that JoAnn's not
worth another go? Let us...
f*ck JoAnn!
She's not stopping
me. f*ck her.
Come on, Frank.
Jerry Buss: Claire!
Come on! Kids!
Conference room, pronto.
Come on, Jean-Bean.
You guys are gonna
like this one!
Alright.
Jeanie.
- You love tennis, don't you?
- Jeanie: Yeah.
Jerry Buss: Well, you know this
tennis league you got in here?
We're buying you a franchise.
- We are?
- Yes, we are.
Jim, we're gettin' into
the pony business with you.
You've spent half your
time at the track anyway,
we might as well make
some money doing it.
So, pick your thoroughbreds,
- find your jockeys.
- Alright.
John, you are the
new owner-manager
of our indoor soccer team.
You can have that country band
- of yours play at halftime.
- Jimmy: Are you for real?
Wait, you know about
the Johnny Hatton band?
- I love 'em!
- Johnny: We were just gonna do a reunion at the Palomino.
- Jerry Buss: Save it for the Forum!
- We should discuss this.
$300,000. That's the
buy-in for both leagues,
and the seed money
for the racing team.
All you need is a
little imagination.
So I take out a second
mortgage on the mansion.
That's a million in cash.
I spend most of it
buying the teams,
but with new teams come
new lines of credit.
That makes that
million three million,
which covers the
Lakers contracts,
buys us a little
wiggle room to boot.
If we swim, then the business
has some pocket cash,
and if we sink, then
it's a healthy write-off.
Father of the f*ck' year.
- Everybody happy?
- Jeanie: Yeah.
Jerry Buss: I'm seeing three big smiles! I like that!
Frank's not happy, but
he'll get used to it.
- Johnny: Thanks, Dad.
- Jerry Buss: We'll talk about this soon.
Johnny: Is this for real?
Claire Rothman: Dr. Buss.
The ship has left the port,
Claire. If you don't like it,
-I don't wanna hear it. No offense.
-I'm all for it.
You made me Vice President
of California Sports.
- Jerry Buss: Yes, I did.
- Yes. And so, for once in my life,
I've got skin in the game, too.
So...
don't make me regret it.
Yeah, but what about that...
Jewish thing Red
was talking about?
- Claire: Ah, dayenu.
- Yeah.
Being satisfied
with what you got.
Yeah, f*ck dayenu.
I want more.
That is what I'm talking about!
Mm!
Hey, has anybody hear from Cap?
Maybe we got one more night
to do this on our own.
Hell nah! This train
ain't stoppin'.
We been seein'
what it should be.
Cap just gonna have to get
his mind right.
Fellas, we had a boy.
Norm: Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
Let me see, let me
see. Look at him.
Ooh, he's scowling already.
- Congrats, man.
- Kareem: His name is Amir.
It means "someone with
the right to rule."
Aw. Nice.
Magic: Of course, it do!
Your son gonna do great things.
You being the big chief and all.
That so?
- Cooper: Mm-mm...
- Mark Landsberger: Ah. Okay.
I gathered you see
yourself in that position.
Or have I misunderstood?
Nah...
Nah.
We think the offense
oughta stay the way it is.
- Me and the fellas...
- I'm just gonna go over here.
been winning.
Don't see no need to change.
Ah... N-No disrespect,
- but, like...
- I agree.
Kareem: Have you ever seen
a child come into the world?
None of the things that
I've mastered in my life
could help in any way.
All of it was worthless
in that moment
because that moment didn't
require a great man to step in.
It required me to be a partner.
R-Right on, Cap.
That's... Hey.
That's all I'm tryin'
to be is a partner.
I doubt that.
I'm not gonna sit up here
and lie that I regret
all that I've accomplished.
But, my older kids?
They know number 33 much better
than they know their father.
Last year, we contended
with some of the worst luck
this league has ever seen.
Out of that crucible
was forged this gold.
- You know it.
- Pat?
Yeah?
Do you have a poem for us?
f*ck off.
That's okay. Good
thing I have one handy.
Player: Prepared.
Pat: Alright.
"Out of the night
that covers me.
"Black as the pit
from pole to pole.
"I thank whatever gods may be
"for my unconquerable soul.
"Matters not how
strait the gate.
"How charged with
punishments the scroll.
"I am the master of my fate.
I am the captain of my soul."
We have our captain back.
Paul: We are the
masters of our fate.
This is our year! On three.
Norm: Count us down, Cap.
Our year on three.
One, two, three.
Players: Our year!
- Norm: Let's go, let's go, let's go!
- Come on, come on, come on!
It's my f*ck' time.
Crowd:
Magic! Magic! Magic!
Announcer:
Ladies and gentlemen,
your 1980 NBA World Champions.
Your Los Angeles Lakers!
♪ Ooh... ♪
♪ I'm in love, I'm in
love, I'm in love ♪
♪ I'm in love, I'm in love ♪
♪ Ooh... ♪
♪ I feel love, I feel
love, I feel love ♪
♪ I feel love, I feel love ♪
♪ I feel love ♪
♪ I feel love ♪
Chick: Hold on now, Keith.
- Well, Magic stepped a little bit funny now and...
- Paul: Time out!
Chick: Oh my.
Pat: Look out, look
out. Hey, you good?
- f*ck. Hey.
- Paul: Earvin?
Let's get some ice, guys.
- Magic: Ah, Riles, it hurts.
- B-Back up. Keep... Back up a little bit.
Pat: Hey. You alright?
Magic: Nah!
Don't... No, no, no!
Fan: Come on, Magic!
Unfortunately, the
arthroscope revealed
more damage than we hoped.
Um, we have to open the knee up
with an incision about
six, seven inches
and remove the cartilage
and the scar tissue.
- And then, I'ma be alright?
- Then, time will tell.
H-How much, uh, how much time?
Young man in good
shape, athlete like him,
he should be up and
walking in about 12 weeks.
- Twelve weeks?
- Ready for light exercise.
- Light f*ck' exercise?!
- Bill: Twelve weeks puts us
a month out from the playoffs.
Can he get back in shape?
-f*ck shape, Bill! We need him in a groove!
-Jerry!
- I heard the pop from the 12th row.
- Hey, all y'all just calm down!
Y'all just hold down the fort,
and your boy be back
before you know it.
Trust me.
- Yeah?
- You're g*dd*mn right!
Doc, lemme buy you a drink.
Yeah. We aight.
Jerry Buss: So...
So, we lose a couple months,
but he's a world-class athlete,
and he'll be back in
shape for the playoffs.
If we get into the playoffs.
I don't wanna f*cking
hear that, Bill.
We are defending a title,
so you two figure it out!
And tell me what I have to
do to plug the f*cking dam,
so we're ready when
he comes home again
this year! In time to win!
- Un-f*ck' believable!
- Jerry West: Well...
Okay.
sh*t. So,
uh, Norm's point.
We need a backup.
- Who you willing to trade?
- Nobody.
- Chones?
- Can't give up any assets until we know
what's going on with the kid.
And if everything goes sour,
we're gonna need
everything we have,
including the kid, to
make a bigger move.
Bill, anybody worth his
salt is already on a roster.
Tryin' to find somebody
decent to replace him
without movin' anybody
on is f*ck' impossible.
- I mean, it's a wild f*ck' goose chase, Bill.
- Bill: Yep.
Welcome to management.
Chick : Hello
again, everyone.
Well, if you like sloppy play,
then the first half of
basketball was for you.
Westhead, frustrated by the stagnant
offense and lackluster play.
Welcome back from the half.
And if you're just tuning in,
the Lakers are a man down,
and I'll tell you what.
They're looking like it, Keith.
Struggling to stay afloat with
Magic Johnson on the mend,
and, uh, well, wherever he is, we hope he's resting up...
and working on his
rehabilitation.
Magic: Right there,
that's good. Yeah!
Keep goin'.
Yeah. That's good.
We got it. Just
keep goin'. Oh, God.
- -Keep goin'.
- Yeah, that's good.
Magic: Oh, f*ck!
- Abby: Ah! f*ck! f*ck!
- Oh. Hey. Why you stop?
- Why you stop?
- This thing is cutting me.
Well, just scoot around it!
Maybe it's not a
good night.
I said I'd meet the girls
at Osko's after the game.
Wait. Uh... Wha... You just...
You just gonna
leave me like this?
You know, you ain't
gonna, like...
finish the job?
♪ Make him feel good ♪
♪ Feel good ♪
♪ Feel good ♪
Rain check. Call me
when you're out of jail.
What, that's it?
You should clean up in here.
It's a pigsty.
Deep Voice: She's the
least of your problems.
Mm, mm, mmm.
Funny how sh*t change
on a dime, huh?
- Get the f*ck off me.
- The f*ck?
Yeah, it's me. Your
ripped-up knee.
-I ain't try and get hurt. That sh*t just happened.
-Knee: Whatever.
- Brace yourself for some more bad news.
- Magic: What you talking about?
Our future. We is f*cked up.
- Like, for real.
- Shut the f*ck up, man.
Oh, so that's how you playing
it? You remember Toby Knight?
Exactly. Knicks took
him second overall
in the '77 NBA draft.
Eleven minutes into his
first preseason game,
his knee twisted every
which way but loose.
Now, he's bouncing around
the league like a bad check.
Then, there's Bob Lanier,
Dave DeBusschere. Doug
Collins, Bob Pettit,
and a whole lot more.
Once their knees went,
they were never the same.
Face it, bro. You
might not be either.
Magic: What I'm
supposed to do now?
Well, from the look
of this apartment,
hop our Black a*s
back to Lansing.
You gonna end up there anyway.
- Ain't nobody ending up back in Lansing.
- Knee: f*ck your pride.
Right now, I need some
tender loving care.
- Maybe on the way, you can stop by unemployment.
- Shut the f*ck up.
Get a job application.
n*gga, you ain't funny.
Knee : Hey! That's what
I get for telling it like it is?
That's why your crippled a*s can't walk.
Chick : in
an enormous hole.
Their spirits are down, I do
not like their body language,
and I'll tell you, you can't sulk
when things don't go your way.
Paul: We won a championship
using a system built
on improvisation.
- That is Magic's strength, not Norm's.
- Say what?
That's not... That's not
a criticism. Just a fact.
Player: Uh-huh!
Another fact is that Kareem
is struggling offensively.
That ankle is still on the mend.
We cannot lean on
him to carry us.
My system is our answer.
I call it...
The System.
Jim: That's it?
Your system called The
System? That ain't sexy.
Thank you, Jim.
But it's a simple name
for simple basketball.
The System is not looking
for the best shot.
The System is looking for...
as many shots as possible!
We sh**t as quickly as we can,
before the defense can set
because what The System
is after is quantity!
Hold up. So you're sayin' I just
get the ball and chuck it up,
and if I air it, I
ain't gettin' benched.
I'm saying if you don't do
that, you're getting benched.
Pat. Now...
Pat and I have studied
all of your film.
These are the spots from
which our starting five
were most affected,
regardless of the defense,
so these are the spots
you're gonna run to!
Norm. Jamaal.
Mike. Jim. Kareem.
- So, we running spots again?
- Same spots every time?
All the time. As
fast as you can.
Whoever catches the
ball, you sh**t!
-You don't dribble. You don't pass. You sh**t.
-Wow...
The ball never touches the floor, okay?
Hey, no offense,
but this sounds like
the stupidest sh*t ever. We
keep doing the same thing,
- they gonna figure that sh*t out.
- Won't matter, Norm.
With The System, we sh**t
faster, and we sh**t more.
And more shots at
a lower percentage
will beat fewer at a higher
one every single game!
For you, maybe.
I start bricking,
- Sharman gonna ship my a*s up outta here.
- Jim: Damn right.
Ain't nobody paying nobody
to be missing shots.
We the m*therf*ckers with our
damn stat lines in the toilet.
And what about
you? Yo a*s set.
Got millions of
dollars in the bank.
Meanwhile, we
doing all the work!
And we the ones on the
auction block, right?
I promise, The System
benefits everybody. Trust me.
- m*therf*cker, please.
- Pat: Hey, look, Jim, give Coach a shot here.
- He's got a vision for this...
- Hey, Cap! Cap! Cap!
How you feel about this sh*t?
I think you've devised a system
to paper over the reality.
In Earvin's absence, I've
failed to pull my weight,
and you no longer
think I'm capable.
No, no, no. No, Cap! Th-That's
not it. That's not it, Cap.
- Pat: That's not what he's saying.
- That's not it at all!
Player: The dumbest name
I ever heard in my life.
"The System." Oh, my
God, such a great name!
Dr. Day: Mrs. Adams has worked
out the terms for your review.
You'll see that the
finances are quite generous.
My son will not run from
his responsibilities.
We did raise him better.
Mr. Mitchell: That so?
Then, why are these lawyers
here doin' all the damn talking?
Dr. Day: If you're
finished, Mr. Mitchell...
Mr. Mitchell: I'm here
for family, damn it.
Now, game recognize game,
and you runnin' a game, Day.
Tryin' to buy us
off on Laker money.
When chances are, that
lake done dried up.
Y'all dragged his crippled a*s
in here like he was King Tut!
Bum leg, broken as his word.
Look at him. Look at him.
Just another deadbeat n*gga
in his mama's basement.
- Baby. Baby, now, now.
- Calm yourself, brother.
- Mrs. Mitchell: Baby, baby, baby, now, now, now.
- Calm yourself, brother.
Dr. Day: Mr. Mitchell.
Mr. Mitchell!
You have our proposal.
Your grandchild will
lack for nothing.
What more exactly do you want?
Mr. Mitchell: I'll
tell you what I want.
I want your client to
step up and be a father.
And not a coward!
Hey, so y'all gonna let
him talk to me like that?
You lucky we didn't let him
club you like a baby seal!
Everybody in there
cleaning up your dirt,
while you sitting in the
corner quiet as a church mouse!
Oh, so you on they side, huh?
I'm on the side of right!
Your blood...
is gonna be walkin'
these streets.
Same streets as us!
While you off living your life.
So, I guess we supposed
to be quiet, too?
- Huh?
- Magic: Look, I didn't mean to do this! Damn!
Can't y'all see I'm
messed up right now?
Pop, I got hurt.
Now, it ain't
the same! What...
Till this is all worked out,
I gotta be thinkin' about me.
- My future.
- Christine Johnson: Oh, me, me!
I gotta be thinkin' about me!
So, Mr. Mitchell wasn't
wrong then, was he?
You see, I was!
I sent you out in the world,
all worried about you.
Turns out, you're the problem!
Move.
It'll be alright. I
got good news anyway.
Datsun dealership right
here in downtown Lansing
- is lookin' for a famous face.
- Magic: Datsun?
Investors are already linin' up.
Wait.
What's Buick gonna say about
all them big commercials
- I'll be doing?
- Well, that's an issue.
Your national contract
is yet to be renewed,
and my instincts tell me
that they're in the
mode of wait-and-see.
About the knee.
So, we line up some local deals.
At least you'll have
a stream of revenue
should rainy days remain.
Chick: Well, there's still
time on the clock, Keith,
but, uh, well, you wouldn't
know it from being here.
Lakers about to drop their
third straight at home
for the first time in five years.
With an offense as fickle
as their fleeing fans.
Keith Erickson: My notes say
this is a sellout, Chick.
Yeah, and I'm looking at
8,000 people dressed as seats.
Snake eyes.
f*ck. Baltic sucks.
Yeah, I have to. I'll take it.
You can come visit me on
Park Place if you want.
You know
what? Actually, I'll take Baltic.
You can have, uh,
Marvin Gardens.
- Jimmy: Oh. Yeah, cool.
- Johnny: Thank you.
- What are you doing?
- I'm making a trade.
- You're giving him a monopoly.
- Yeah, I know, but I get one, too.
"I get one, too."
John,
you get the cheapest
sh*t lot on the board.
He gets prime real estate
right when you're
about to knock him out.
Where's this k*ller instinct?
John, where's your
k*ller instinct?
Well, we just started playing.
I don't wanna get
him out already.
What the hell does that even mean?
It's family night. W-We're
just supposed to play together.
It's Monopoly.
It's not how you
play in Monopoly.
It's business! You
gotta be cutthroat!
You gotta go for the
jugular when you see it.
Take no prisoners!
I don't care if it's your
brother or anybody else.
- Uh, why don't we break out the Baskin-Robbins?
- No. They need to hear this.
Business is survival
of the fittest.
- So, get that in your heads.
- Dad, it's just a game.
That's the business
we're in, Jim! Games!
Jesus Christ.
This is why you've never
beat me, by the way!
Yeah.
- 'Cause this stupid game is all you ever do.
- Jeanie: You know what?
How about we just play the
game, okay? It's your roll, Dad.
No. I'm not done.
If you two ever wanna make
anything of your lives,
you have to stand up
and be f*cking men.
- You know what, Dad? I am a man!
- Jerry Buss: Oh, yeah?
25 years old? Living
under my roof?
Working for my company?
I shovel the food in on one end.
- You want me to wipe it off on the other?
- I didn't ask to come here!
Yeah, but you asked me for
every other g*dd*mn thing,
and I've given it to you like
a sucker 'cause I felt bad!
- Just be cool.
- I'll be however the f*ck I want!
- I think he's doing his best.
- Yeah? Well, his best sucks.
There. And so does
yours. It sucks!
It's shitty! It's
lazy! Alright?
I wanted it to be easier
for you than it was for me.
Jimmy : How? B-By
ditching us for p*ssy and fun?
- What did you say?
- Johnny: Will you two, please, just stop!
You think you can judge me?
Yeah? Yeah, Jim?
You don't know sh*t.
Jesus Christ.
Alright, Jim.
Maybe you're right! Maybe
I'm not such a great man
because look what I brought
into the f*ck' world!
Congratulations, boys! I lose!
There! I gave you that, too!
f*ck this.
No, don't go.
Come on, Dad! Come back!
I remember that one.
Her? You remember her?
Yeah, she was nice.
Which one was that?
- Puppy?
- Hon... Honey.
Honey Kaplan.
- Right.
- You know,
I used to use a line back
then with all the girls.
I used to say,
"You know, one day, I'm
gonna own a team."
And they all laughed. You know,
they all thought I was jokin',
but not Honey Kaplan.
She believed me.
Who wouldn't?
Who wouldn't? Look
at me.
Would you believe this guy?
You know, I
was stuck in a rut, Jean-Bean.
But, this girl.
This girl, she knew.
She could see that I was
better than what I was.
Well, I believed you.
Jeanie, I f*cked up.
I...
I don't know what's wrong
with me. I-I got a temper.
You know, I should not have said
those things to your brothers.
What... What kind
of dad does that?
Well,
maybe they need a...
strong kick in the tush.
Yeah, but you don't need that, do you?
I mean, you're made
of different stuff.
Yeah, I'm made of you.
- Mrs. Johnson?
- Christine: Mm-hmm?
What is this all about?
- Because if Earvin sent you here, I'm sorry...
- No, he didn't.
He knows me better than that.
You should, too.
But I'm sure he wishes
he was here himself.
Mrs. Johnson, your
husband loves you.
Honors you.
I shouldn't want a
man to do the same?
You should.
So, what am I supposed to do?
He wants me right
now. Give it a week.
Hell, give it a month.
That knee heals up, he'll
be right back out there,
on the prowl.
I'm not sure you're aware
Earvin's father
had another family.
I wasn't the first
mother to his children.
Now, I am not excusing
my son's behavior.
Not one bit.
He's acted like a child,
and there's no justifying
what he's done.
All I'll say...
with the help of the
Lord and a good woman,
a man can find his
way where he belongs.
Announcer 1 : Sam, he was
looking down the side to get it to Black
but he thought that
Perkins has such a lead.
Announcer 2 : At the line is
Sam Perkins, the sensational freshman
from Latham, New
York, near Albany.
They've already got a player of
the year candidate in James Worthy,
he's averaging 15 points
a game and 8 rebounds.
Announcer 2: Double pump by Al
Wood, Isaiah Thomas, a great leaper,
and there was a double pump.
Announcer 2: Wood doesn't
miss many of those,
and he certainly
didn't the other day.
And there is, of course,
the rebound foul.
Great hustle back down court...
Announcer 1: A crowd of
18,000-plus at the Spectrum.
Announcer 1: Isaiah Thomas
is posted and Jimmy Black up.
Let's see if he stays out
there at point guard now.
Man-to-man.
Isaiah Thomas with the ball.
It's a great honor
to be an all-American
and a consensus
choice as a sophomore.
Was a member of the
US Olympic team,
as was Al Wood.
Announcer 1: Here's
Thomas! It's in!
Announcer 1: What a play...
f*ck!
Magic : Cook?
I've been missing you.
And I know I f*cked up.
And whatever it is
that I gotta do,
I'll do it. You just say the
word. Just say the word...
You got another girl
pregnant, Earvin.
- I know.
- How many times am I supposed to hear,
"I'm sorry, I'll
never do it again,"
a-a-and believe it?
Magic: I know. It's f*cked up.
I mean, y-you're having a child.
Magic: Cook, I'm sorry.
It ain't on purpose.
I...
I did what I did,
and it's wrong.
And it was stupid.
Cookie: You know,
I always wonder...
do you even consider that
before you stick your
d*ck in somebody?
What the outcome could be?
For real...
I don't.
Cookie: Well, at least you're
telling the truth about that.
Wh-Whatever it is that I
gotta do to make this right,
I promise, I'll do it.
What... What's it
gonna take, please?
I-I don't know, Earvin.
Figure it out.
Okay, goodnight, Earvin.
♪ Time for givin' ♪
♪ No time for makin' up ♪
♪ A monster to share ♪
♪ Oh, this is ♪
♪ Time for livin' ♪
♪ Time for givin' ♪
♪ No time for breakin' ♪
♪ Our own fairytale ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Ain't nobody ♪
♪ Got to spell it for me ♪
♪ Ain't nobody ♪
♪ Got it yet I can see ♪
♪ Oh, ain't nobody ♪
♪ Baby, got the
thing I can hear ♪
♪ But if I have to ♪
♪ I will yell in your ear ♪
Go on, son. They
don't break too easy.
♪ Time for givin' ♪
♪ No time for
runnin' over anyone ♪
♪ Time for livin' ♪
♪ Time for givin' ♪
♪ Ain't no time, oh! ♪
♪ Oh ♪
What's his name?
Andre.
Andre...
Paul: Where you come from,
each of you was head
and shoulders better
than the next best guy.
Not me.
I didn't make my
high school squad.
I had my brother hang me
from a doorjamb all summer.
- Grew 12 inches.
- Maybe that'll work for you.
Suck a d*ck, buddy.
Still got cut.
What I did, I became
the towel boy.
That's how much
I love this game.
Because I knew then
what I know now.
Basketball is more than stars.
Right now, there's
people out there snipin',
talkin' about our record,
sayin' we come down to two men.
One who's not with us,
and one who cannot
do it by himself.
Team beats stars!
Every time!
The System, if we play
it with consistency,
will make this team the star.
People think you can't
do this without Magic.
They think I can't
do it without Jack.
So, what are we gonna do?
- Prove these m*therf*ckers wrong.
- Players: Hell, yeah.
- Jim: Whose year is it?
- Players: Our year!
- Whose year is it?!
- Players: Our year!
- Jim: Whose year is it?
- Players: Our year!
God save The System.
You really think it'll work?
I think it's gonna
need a better name.
Announcer:
Introducing...
your Los Angeles Lakers!
Chick : And the
Lakers head out tonight
to face the Seattle Supersonics,
hoping this may be their chance
to finally achieve liftoff.
Lakers dominate with their
first commanding win in weeks,
and their magician
may not be here,
but the remaining Lakers found
some tricks of their own.
This offense has them lookin'
like a brand-new team.
And I'll tell you, Paul
Westhead must be feelin'
like the million bucks he's
gettin' paid right now.
These Lakers rattling off
a streak for the ages.
And Jerry Buss, well, he's
lookin' like a charmed man.
The question now is
just how Magic Johnson
will fit into the scheme
of things upon his return.
Think I just saw Kareem smile.
Good news from Kerlan!
Scanned the knee. Still sore,
but the muscle's healing!
We should get Magic back
- before the playoffs!
- Son of a b*tch! We're back in business, ladies!
Ah!
Ah, Mr. Johnson. I wasn't
aware it was a garbage holiday.
Hm. Funny you say that.
We got some garbage needs
disposing of right here at home.
Well, I see...
I have some business to
discuss with Earvin Junior.
Not no more. We settled things
with the Mitchells like family.
So, your services will
no longer be required.
Well, shouldn't I hear
that from my client?
If you just let
me have a word...
Ah. A wise man
once taught my son
to never be delivering bad news.
Makes it my job.
n*gga, get the
f*ck off my porch.
m*therf*cker.
This once, I'ma let that go.
- He was a m*therf*cker, though, right?
- Ooh!
Mom!
Jerry Buss: The atom.
It's the smallest
thing in nature
that can stand alone.
Jerry Buss: The word
in Greek is "atomos."
"Unbreakable."
Because a single lonely atom
is all but indestructible.
Jerry Buss: It's also
useless by itself.
See, an atom is just
a building block.
Earvin Johnson Sr.: He
don't want to let you go.
Magic: He don't
want me to leave.
Jerry Buss: Until
it forges bonds,
and that turns solitary atoms
into more than the
sum of their parts.
That's what we call chemistry.
Stop it! I got it.
Jerry Buss: And
there's a reason
it's the science at
the heart of life.
Because it's where
the action is.
Chick: Chones inbounds to
Cooper. Touch pass to Nixon.
Lakers quickly passing
up the Celtics' defense.
Silk with the three, no good.
Kareem with the
rebound, and two more
as Boston falls further
behind the Lakers.
You look great! When
The System looks good,
- we all look good, right?
- Players: Yeah!
Paul: Excellent! Take some
breaths. Take some breaths.
- We're gonna kick these m*therf*ckers' asses.
- Norm: Woo!
Paul: Let's go.
System on three.
One, two, three!
Jerry Buss: But
there's also a reason
it ain't easy getting
your PhD in this stuff.
It's a delicate thing.
Because just when
things seem stable,
you drop in one new element?
You can spark a chain reaction.
Crowd:
Magic! Magic! Magic!
Norm: Whoa! Whoa!
Jerry Buss: And kaboom.
Jerry Buss: You
blow it all apart.
Sit down there and relax.
Put on a show just for you.
I really don't like
that m*therf*cker.
♪ It's the joint! ♪
♪ We gonna prove to the
world that we're for real ♪
♪ We gonna prove to everybody
we know the real deal ♪
♪ We got golden voices
and hearts of steel ♪
♪ Because we're five
emcees, we got to be real ♪
♪ We're here for the party
people on Sugar Hill ♪
♪ So, what's the
deal? Sugar Hill ♪
♪ So, what's the deal? ♪
♪ Sugar Hill ♪
♪ Ooh, that's the joint ♪
♪ These words we said,
we want y'all to hear ♪
♪ We gonna make a lot of
sense, we gonna make it clear ♪
♪ We gonna rock this place,
we gonna use some class ♪
♪ We gonna do our best,
we gonna make it last ♪
♪ We got rhymes on our minds,
we got rocking in our hearts ♪
♪ A lot of things we do,
you can call it art ♪
♪ We're bad, we're slick,
we're doing it hip ♪
♪ We gonna rock this record,
and don't you forget ♪
♪ Ah, that's the joint ♪
♪ Uh, uh! ♪
♪ Because Li'l Rodney
C is the melody ♪
♪ Keith, help me rock,
we're singing harmony ♪
♪ Because Jeff is the
rhythm, and K is the bass ♪
♪ Sha-Rock, rock, shocking
the whole darn place ♪
♪ Now, here's a little
story you gotta be told ♪
♪ The party people in the
place got a whole lot of soul ♪
♪ So, when we're on the mic,
y'all shocking the house ♪
♪ And we all get together,
we can turn it out ♪
♪ Now, we're in the house,
as you can plainly see ♪
♪ Everybody's safe, get funky ♪
♪ Get funky and make money ♪
♪ And make money, and
you don't stop... ♪
♪ Give it to us now ♪
♪ Funk it up, funk it up ♪
♪ Whoo! Gettin' funky ♪
♪ Uh, uh! ♪
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02x01 - One Ring Don't Make a Dynasty
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The series is a dramatization of the professional and personal lives of the 1980s Los Angeles Lakers basketball teams.
The series is a dramatization of the professional and personal lives of the 1980s Los Angeles Lakers basketball teams.