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[crowd] Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
[screaming indistinctly]
Hey, hey, come on, cut up on that fight now.
Get out of here alright, get out of here.
Ha, we won.
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[crowd] Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad!
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[engine revving]
[door latching]
[keys clinking]
[cell phone dialing]
[phone ringing]
-Bob. -He's on his way up.
Hey, guys, he's here.
[music intensifies]
Alright, looking good, guys.
He's here, he's here, take those.
[elevator dings]
Hey, I need you to look at these color patterns for Owens.
-Not that one, not that one. -Uh-huh.
-That one is okay, it needs a little burnt orange. -Okay.
And that I hate, I would never go with something that.
And Daniel needs your approval on the water samples
-by 11 a.m. -I will give it to him by 12.
-Oh, Mr. Lewis... -I'll take that, thank you.
I rescheduled your court date.
I hate to take it, I'm not going to court.
You've already missed two appointments, you have to--
-Doesn't matter, keep going on it, thank you. -Alright.
And your godson's birthday...
-Mr. Lewis-- -I don't know you.
...is this Saturday.
Yes, get him the iPhone 5, he'll love that.
-Don't you want to go? -You know how I feel about kids.
-Nice. -Collect the three sugars, boss.
You're the man Ernie, and good job on the Harrison deal.
-Appreciate that, thank you. -[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
Mr. Greenwald wants to see you in his office
at nine a.m., which is now.
Oh, I was not prepared for that.
Oh, boss, you're never prepared.
But always ready.
I'm thinking about making you a partner.
Thank you, Mr. Greenwald.
Call me Al. Get that AT&T deal closed.
Okay? The rest will fall into place.
[Mr. Lewis] Attention on me please,
you're looking at the new partner of Don & Roberts.
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-Toast! -Toast!
To Sean, great success,
to his promotion at Don & Roberts,
and to an amazing summer.
-To Sean! -To Sean.
-[applauding] -[glasses clinking]
-[siren wailing] -[indistinct radio chatter]
[Glenn] Normally a DUI is automatic suspension of your license,
but I got my friend at the DMV to let you keep your license
and pay a small 12,000 dollar fine.
Now, the ADA is a friend of mine as well,
-I got them to cut you a sweet deal. -Cool, so what's the deal?
A hundred and twenty hours community service.
-I'm not doing it. -Sean, it's that or jail time. That's it.
Now, the only way we got Judge Roberts to agree to this
is if you complete the hours within two weeks.
That means eight hours a day, from nine a.m. to five p.m.,
every day, just like a regular job.
Yet, the only problem is I have a regular job
and I can't do this,
so have the judge cut another deal.
I've got a friend who works
at the Pacific Park Community Center in Long Beach.
All you have to do is help out around the place.
The court is going to assign a community service supervisor, Ms. Parker.
In about a week she's going to come out and check on you.
Okay, then what?
You just make sure you're there when she comes.
Then my girl will sign off on all your paperwork
and you're done.
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[car humming]
[phone ringing]
-Excuse me, miss. -Yes, may I help you?
Sean Lewis.
Oh, Sean Lewis, that's right,
Glen told me you were coming.
Do you have a name, front desk lady?
Sarah Miller, and I actually run the place.
Oh, well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Sarah who runs the place.
Okay, what are you good at?
Well, let's see, I graduated from Harvard
with a master's degree in business.
I am the top agent at one of the largest marketing firms
in all the country and I'm about to be partner.
So, I'd say I'm pretty good at everything.
So, you know, whatever you got for me.
-Wow. That is wonderful. -Yeah.
Sean who is good at everything.
Amazing, I know.
You may be a little overdressed for the job.
Oh, no, this is how I dress every day.
You know what? I've got just the right thing
-for you. -Really?
-[dog barking] -[cans clanking]
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[siren wailing]
Hey, Sarah who runs the place, right?
Mr. Lewis.
What's up?
I don't do trash.
I was wondering if there
was anything else I can do,
like, you know, paperwork?
So, you mean something
that doesn't involve manual labor?
Exactly.
Uh, okay. Well, let's see.
Are you good with children?
I absolutely--
Love kids, I know, who doesn't?
These kids here at the center they just,
oh, mean the world to me. [chuckles]
The love, cuddly, little...
-I know. -What do children have to do with this?
Can you dance?
No, but,
I could always learn if I had the right teacher.
-Ms. Sarah, must be real desperate. -Yeah.
She got the trash man trying to be our new dance teacher.
[laughing] Oh, yeah, I did see this dude picking up trash yesterday.
-[crosstalk] -Alright, listen, listen.
First of all, I'm not a trash man.
-Oh, okay. -Trash men don't dress like this.
Secondly, I'm definitely not a dance teacher.
And third, you all need to go sit back down.
Wait, you can't tell us what to do.
-Hell, yeah. [indistinct] -Get out of my face, little boy.
[chuckles] No.
What are you going to do?
I, I really don't like you, guys.
-And we don't like you either. -Exactly.
So why don't you just save us both some time...
-Aha! -...and you go back to wherever you came from.
Or we're going to make you leave.
[laughing sarcastically]
That's, that's really, really cute,
what, what are you guys going to do?
-Ow! -[kid] Yeah, get him, get him.
[kids screaming]
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[grunts]
Mute, Mute, come on, Mute. [yelling indistinctly]
♪ Get punched in the face
-You little. -♪ Get punched in the face
[kids screaming]
Whoa, boys, boys, boys, boys, what's going on?
Are you guys okay?
No! This dude right here tried to hit us.
Yeah!
You hit one of them, Mr. Lewis?
Absolutely not.
These little demons just jumped me.
[phone ringing]
And fat-ass kicked me.
-Mute. -I'm really sorry, Sarah, but,
I lied to you when I said that I liked children
because I hate kids,
especially all of these
that are sitting in my face right now.
[kids protesting]
-Boys? Boys! -I'll get you.
Okay, Mr. Lewis, I just thought this would be a good way
for you to earn your hours quickly.
I mean, eight hours of picking up trash
or eight hours teaching children?
Yeah, where's the little yellow stick and...
-Oh, no! -...trash bag, I'd like to have some gloves on as well.
Okay, do me a favor and go back into the dance room
while I speak with Mr. Lewis alone, please.
-[all] Yes, Ms. Sarah. -Thank you, boys.
-Fatso. -[kid 1] Don't touch me.
-[kid 2] Watch it, man. -Bye, bye.
-You better watch your back. -Get out of here.
[sighs] Okay, listen, I'll just have Glen
transfer me somewhere else because--
Okay, the bottom line here is that you don't have a choice.
So I could just make you do it.
But, since Glen is
a close friend of the family, I will make you a deal,
two days with the kids.
If you want to try something else after that
then I will see what I can do.
-Why don't you teach them? -I don't dance.
-What about the dance teacher? -She quit.
Okay, two days,
only on one condition,
you go out with me tomorrow night.
Sorry, Mr. Lewis, but I don't date criminals.
Oh, wow, because I don't either,
so, that means we have something in common.
No, thanks.
But here's what I will do, you can start tomorrow
and I will sign off on your hours for today.
-Deal? -Deal.
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-[man] Hey, five dollars. -What?
Five dollars.
[sighs] Whatever.
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[crowd] Day Swag! Day Swag! Day Swag! Day Swag!
Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad!
Why don't we just get out of here?
Yeah, man.
Hey!
[Prissy] These people were there.
What are you little sissies doing on our turf?
Look, we just came to watch the battle.
You girls aren't welcome here.
Yeah, it wasn't smart for you to come here.
Let's roll y'all.
-[fist thuds] -[grunts]
[kid] It's not worth it.
Now get out of here.
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[siren wailing]
Time for a roll call.
Tyrone Jackson.
Everybody call him "Chocolate."
Why does everybody call you "Chocolate?"
My dad's black.
Your dad's black, but you're not, so--
He's adopted, nosey.
Look, never mind.
What are your best attributes?
Can he speak English? Damn.
What are your best qualities?
-What? -What are you good at?
Ask your mama.
I'm going to ask yours, she's actually on the way to my house.
Anyway, Eric Smith?
What happened to your face?
None of your business.
Why do you care anyway? You don't know me.
You're right, I don't know you and I don't care.
Back up. [sighs]
Trey Jordan.
Oh, the fat one.
[stutters] Sorry, I don't have any Lunchables.
[stutters]
Is that sign language for a hot dog? [stutters]
Look, we call him "Mute" because he doesn't speak.
Why don't he speak?
Nobody knows.
Back up, I don't have a pack of cookies.
-[thuds] -Boy!
Jeremiah Williams.
I don't really like to dance, sir.
[mocking] Neither do I. Back up.
Um, Ha-Chu.
It's not Ha-Chu, it's Chu.
Get your facts straight.
Get your teeth straight.
Get out of my face, Bruce Lee.
Do you want to break the board?
Yee-ha! [mocking]
Okay, and you must be Thomas Brown.
Saved the best for last.
I need no introduction, playboy.
[Sean] Anyway, okay, so.
For you that don't know, I'm Sean Lewis.
You can refer to me as Mr. Lewis.
I do not like any of you.
And I do not want to be here with any of you.
We don't want you here either.
[laughing]
While I'm here
I'm the boss.
Which means you all have to listen to me.
Okay, if you do not like that,
there's the door, you guys can get out.
Okay, Sean Lewis, never drink and drive.
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Come on, go.
[kid] Ms. Sarah.
Wait, I don't un-- Oh.
-See. -Oh.
-[fingers snaping] -[kid] Wake up.
-Oh, no, oh, yeah. -Wake up.
Fat boy, you, you're a little too close.
-Back, back up. -[Eric] What the hell are you doing here
if we're not going to practice at all?
First, first of all, back, back up a little.
Yeah, I, I see what this is,
now, now that you have Ms. Sarah here,
you want to act like you want to practice but yesterday,
when I asked you to practice,
y'll told me that I can leave and go to jail,
and, and all that stuff.
Mr. Lewis, we had a deal.
If you don't keep your end of the deal
I will have to report it to the court.
-Send him to jail, Ms. Sarah. -You see.
Look, what am I supposed to do?
I explained to you that I was not a dancer.
Help them win.
[laughing]
Yeah, that's impossible.
[Eric] Yeah, he's right.
Even we know we're never going to be good enough.
-We're losers. -They have a point.
Mm-hmm.
Especially with him teaching us.
-[all] Yeah, yes. -Let's just get out of here.
[Sarah] Wait, boys.
[sighs]
Mr. Lewis, you never even gave them a chance.
I was the one that wasn't given a fair chance.
I got thrown into this situation without a choice.
Do you not even care that you just completely hurt those kids' feelings?
-Absolutely not. -You are
a pompous jerk.
Oh, oh. So now I'm a pompous jerk
because I'm being honest.
Seriously, Sarah, what have you accomplished
with your life by being in this place?
I'm sorry, what did you say?
Do you want honesty? You can start by telling those boys the truth.
With attitudes like that they will never be anything.
I got to go.
Okay, you know what, Mr. Lewis?
You were right, this whole thing was a mistake.
I will have your transfer papers ready for you in the morning.
Great idea, please don't forget. Thank you.
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-[Kim] It's five a.m. -[Sean] I called Glen,
and I said there's no way I can transfer.
So I guess I'm stuck there.
[Kim] Really, Sean?
These late night, early morning
and weekends are killing me.
You're about to be my executive director of advertising,
you can do it, alright?
And just look what I'm going through,
I'm going through all of these, doing all of it,
and I have to be a dance teacher.
Dance teacher?
But you can't dance.
-Exactly -That is ridiculous.
I'm calling Glen and having him change that like yesterday.
Mm, it's a little more complicated than that.
But what can be more complicated than you dancing?
Okay, I'm not that bad. I do a mean Electric Slide.
-Oh! -Not in the office, okay?
[chuckles]
Maybe for one time in my life,
Sean Lewis doesn't have the answer.
I don't like that.
You'll find the answer, you always do.
What about that one dancer from the Sprite campaign? He was pretty good, right?
[snaps fingers] Kim, I just got an idea.
Who the hell are you?
This dude looks like a circus clown.
[Tommy] What makes you think we want him?
We don't even like you.
-Tommy. -I don't like you either.
Hey, boss.
After working with them a little,
I don't think this is going to work out.
Prime, you were unbelievable with the Sprite campaign.
You're a professional, you can teach anybody.
Okay, professional, not miracle worker.
Look, I'm counting on you, man, okay?
Alright, boss.
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Aha, okay, yeah, here we go.
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Yo, is that the electirc slide?
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-[Naomi] What was that? -[kids] You like it?
-You like it? -[Naomi] No.
-Next. -[kids] No, wow.
-I got to go. -No, can you talk to them, please?
Um, guys.
Hey, look, look.
The Electric Slide really kicked butt.
Okay, judges did not know what they were talking.
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Wait. What are you talking about? It didn't work.
Thanks for making us look like some damn fools, Sean.
Actually, Prime made you look like damn fools.
-I'm late for a meeting, I got to go. -Wait, wait.
-Where are you going? -Where are you going, man?
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[engine revving]
♪ Bowling is my habit Bowling is my habit ♪
♪ Bowling, bowling is my habit
[phone ringing]
Hello.
Oh, hello, miss, can I help you?
-Parker. Marcia Parker. -Oh.
I'm here from the community service program
and I'm looking for Sean Lewis.
-[hip-hop music] -[Prime] One, two.
[indistinct chatter]
Boys, boys, sorry, excuse me.
-Uh, where's Sean? -You tell us.
[Eric] He ain't been here for the past two days.
Baby quit after the auditions.
-Prime teaches us. -[all] Yep, yep.
-Oh, really? -[kids] Mm-hmm.
I can assure you Marcia, it won't happen again.
And I'm supposed to believe that, Glen?
How do I know your client was there at all?
-Look here, lady. -Not lady, Ms. Parker.
Parker.
I've been there every single day.
Apparently not the last two days.
That's, remember I called you?
I was out picking up refreshment for the community center
-because they're remodeling and-- -The kids.
-The kids got thirsty-- -I'm done.
Let's let the judge decide.
Glen.
-Mr. Lewis-- -[Sean] Your Honor, if I may.
I have a job that's a lot more important than
community service. So if you can just, you know, do what you do,
write a little note dismissing me from that,
-that would be great-- -Mr. Lewis, if I may?
I'm sorry, you didn't take your sentence more seriously.
According to Ms. Parker you were absent two days.
For those two days I'm adding 48 hours
to the original 120.
That's 168 hours starting tomorrow.
-Your Honor, if you could-- -Excuse me, I'm speaking.
Sorry, Your Honor.
It says here 56 hours were completed.
So that leaves 112 on your plate.
Mr. Lewis, if you miss any more time, I'm going to be forced to put you in jail.
-Your Honor, if you could take into consideration-- -Dismissed.
This Ms. Parker lady is really, really driving me insane.
Well, how's everything going with Prime at the center?
Please, the only move they did right
at that audition was the Electric Slide and, you know...
If these kids are as bad as you say they are,
what they need more than a dance teacher is a leader
and I don't know anybody better at being a leader than you.
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What the hell are you doing here?
-We thought you quit. -You ain't welcome here no more.
Okay, that's, that's fair.
I deserved that one.
And you're probably really still upset about the audition.
[all] Of course, get out of here.
Guys, just let the man speak.
We get it, you're just here because you don't want to go to jail.
So why don't you just leave?
Okay, you're right.
But I guess I'm going to have to go to jail now
because you guys don't want me here.
-So, I'm just going to leave. -Bye.
But, I guess you guys won't care that
-I got you another audition. -Oh!
-[crosstalk] -[all] No, we were just kidding, just kidding.
-Just kidding? Okay. -We're kidding, we're kidding.
-We're just kidding. -Okay, it wasn't easy.
I had to pull a few strings
but I used to date one of the judges.
[boys cheering]
Alright, look, everybody grab a seat, I got to talk to you.
[kid] Can you believe it? He got us another audition.
Okay, now listen.
This next audition is the semifinals.
-Yeah. -Which means that you will be up against other crews.
So if you're not great, you're out of the competition,
back to being losers.
What do you know about being a loser?
About having people who don't give a damn about you?
You're rich.
You don't know nothing what it's like to be us.
You're right.
But one thing I do know,
is that you will never succeed at anything in life
with that kind of attitude.
When I was your age I set goals for myself,
and I did everything that I could
to achieve all of those goals.
Nothing came easy for me, nothing.
I've always been a winner.
In here...
and in here. Now, I don't know
if you'll ever win.
But you have to be willing to try.
Okay, you got to give it your all.
Okay, everything you've got.
Now this crew is going to need a leader.
[all] Mm-hmm.
What do you say, Eric?
[al cheering] Yeah, come on.
[kids continue cheering]
Don't think this makes us homies.
Please, I still don't like you.
I don't like you either.
That means we finally have something in common.
I guess so.
Well, this crew is going to need a name.
You're right, I already got that covered.
-[Eric] What? -The Demons, do you like that?
-[all] No! -I like that, no?
-I love it, I think it fits you,guys. -No, you--
you love it, but we don't love it so you got to change it.
-Okay, okay. -[Eric] Yep.
-Bad boys. -[cheering]
-[Chu] I like that. -Yeah, I like that.
[chuckles]
Bad Boys, up, let's go, get up, come on.
-[boy] Bad Boys. -[all cheering]
-Hey, what's up? -[boys] What's up?
[indistinct chatter]
-[kid] Hello, Prime. -[hip-hop music]
Hey, we got a new name for the crew.
Let's try it out, on three, Bad Boys.
-One, two, three. -[all] Bad Boys.
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♪ You could be a million miles away ♪
♪ A million miles a million miles ♪
♪ You could be a million miles away ♪
-[muffled chatter] -[Sarah laughing] What?
-[Ms. Parker] Ms. Miller? -Oh.
Hi.
So this is what community service looks like.
[sighs]
Okay. [chuckles]
My goodness, Mr. Lewis, you're here.
I don't think I have much of a choice there, Parker.
By the way, you look so good today.
I hope you don't screw this up because if you do
I'm going to do everything in my power to get you locked up.
I'm sure you will.
His hours, please?
Uh...
Thank you, and I assume these are correct.
Of course they are.
Very good.
Fine.
Ms. Miller.
Thank you.
[phone ringing]
Wow!
She's a handful.
[imitates gunshot]
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♪ Jungle beats holla at me
Mr. Lewis.
We really believe in you here at the firm but...
missing important dinner meetings just isn't like you.
-Damn. -What's going on?
Excuse me, um, if you could just give us
a little more time, please, I promise they will be ready soon.
Listen, you're lucky we even let them compete.
-I knew that dude was a flake. -[all] Yeah.
He'll come, just chill out, dude.
That's Ms. Sarah's niece.
She's staying with her for the summer.
She that fine, huh?
What, what?
Man, I'm focused on what we got to do right now.
She cool.
Thank you so much for understanding,
-Mr. Greenwald. -Al.
Al.
Very good.
So, uh, is your aunt recovering okay?
Uh? Oh, yeah, yeah, sorry, yeah, she's,
she's doing a lot better, She's getting her strength back.
That's good. Gallstones are very serious.
-Very. -My mother had them.
All that practice for nothing.
You never practice, anyway, Scary.
Shut up, wannabe.
Hey, hey, hey, back it up! Chill out.
He will not let us down.
He'll come, just stop fighting.
Guys, guys, listen to me, okay,
they're going to let the last crew go before you guys.
If he's not here by the time they're done
you guys are going to have to do this without him.
-Otherwise we forfeit. -Just forget this whole thing.
-[grunting] -Boys, listen.
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♪ Jungle beats holla at me ♪
[sighs]
He'll be here. Don't worry.
You think so?
As a matter of fact, I do.
Have we met?
No, but there's a first time for everything.
Well, I'm Eric.
I'm Chantel.
Nice to meet you.
[mellow music]
Just stay positive. I'll be watching.
You will?
I, I mean...
Cool.
-Eric, yo, E. -Yo, E, Eric.
[all] Eric, yo, E, Eric, Eric!
-We up, come one. -Come on, let's go, we got this.
Ms. Sarah, I got to take a piss.
You're just stalling for more time for Sean to get here, right?
-He's not coming, is he? -I don't know.
[whistle] Five, six, seven, eight.
[boys cheering]
Wait. Wait. Wait. Where the hell was you at?
I had a prior business engagement
that I had to take care of.
But I'm here now, so let's do this, fellas.
-Sir, yes, sir. -What?
Do you want to tell me what the hell that was for?
Just follow on, dog, okay?
I said, let's do this, fellas.
Sir, yes, sir!
-Everybody! -[screaming] Sir, yes, sir.
[all screaming] Ah!
Come on, let's get it.
[hip-hop music]
Thanks.
[music fades]
[all] What happened? What happened? What happened? What happened?
-[all] What happened? -I'm sorry, guys.
[grunting]
I hope you all like dancing because we made it,
we're in the finals, baby.
[all cheering]
I'm so proud of you, guys.
Whoop!
I told you he'd make it, congratulations.
-Thanks. -[mockingly] Whoo!
There's this...
executive get-together over at my office and I was
sort of wondering if you would
go with me?
Oh.
Are you actually
asking me out on a date?
[chuckles]
And judging by that gorgeous smile
I would take that as a "yes."
[chuckles]
Go ahead, dog, you know you want to kiss her.
-[kid] Yeah, yeah, kiss her. -Whatever.
Are you all ready to win this competition?
Sir, yes, sir!
Dad!
[all] Yeah!
That's my little ninja, what's up, boy?
I'm so proud of you, son.
You did good, man. You did real good.
You must be Mr. Jackson.
Yes, indeed, how are you doing, playboy?
My son is telling me you can help him get his little Thug Thistle together.
On the dance floor, that's right, that's right.
-[chuckles] -So how's he been doing?
Actually, he's doing really well, he's one of the best dancers.
I know that's right, that's right, man.
-Hey, man, you keep up the good work, man. -Yeah, yeah.
And if you ever need me for anything.
-I swear to God I'm in. -Okay.
-For real, man. -Yeah.
For real, you got it, man.
[mellow music]
It's over.
Do you think we can get some fine, nice female dancers on the crew?
-[chuckles] -It can't hurt.
Um, well, I'm sure that won't be a problem
but I'm going to have to run that by Ms. Sarah.
What about her niece?
Chantel.
Am I seeing I'm-digging-Chantel face?
-Anything for you, little E. -Hell, yeah!
Um. [mutters softly]
Thanks for being there, man.
-[man] Group photo, guys? -Group photo, come on,
everybody, uh, smaller to taller, smaller to taller.
Come on.
[camera flashes]
[mellow music]
[elevator dings]
Oh, she's gorgeous.
Oh, go get her.
Get out of here.
-[chuckles] -Hey.
Wow, you... you look breathtaking.
-No, stop. -No, no, seriously,
you look beautiful.
Well, thank you.
Oh, there's a few people I'd like you to meet.
Sure.[chuckles]
[laughing]
[indistinct chatter]
-Thanks, Sir. -You did good.
Uh, maybe, maybe.
Your friends are hilarious.
Uh, they're not too funny.
I think I'm going to fire them both tomorrow.
[laughing] I'm just joking.
You always know how to make me smile.
[clicks tongue] Are you flirting with me, Ms. Miller?
-Maybe. -[both chuckle]
It's just good to finally be around someone
that I can have fun with, you know?
Someone that makes me laugh.
Wow, it sounds like a great guy, I'm so jealous.
-No. [chuckling] You... -I'd like to meet him one day.
...are hilarious. [laughs]
And you are beautiful.
[hip-hop music]
Six, seven, here we go.
One, two, and three, four.
-Five. Whoa! -[Eric] Get out.
-[whistling] -Yo, yo, Eric! Eric!
Yo, what the hell was that?
I didn't like the move, so I changed it.
Sean, I did not sign up for this, man.
Prime, Prime, don't worry about it.
Work with the other guys-- Eric! Eric!
-What? -Get over here, right now.
All right, everybody, let's take it from the top.
Sit down.
Five, six, seven, here we go.
What the hell is wrong with you, Eric?
Why do you always have to be so difficult?
I told you already, man.
We ain't going to beat Marv and The Bang Squad, anyway.
You just don't get it.
Hey, what did I tell you about that loser mentality?
And even if you did feel that, that is no reason to disrespect
Prime, he's a professional.
What do you say you and I go after rehearsal
and we check them out?
And see what we up against.
For reals?
Yeah, why not?
-All right. -All right.
-That's-- -Okay, I see you got jokes.
Yeah, I got jokes. Oh, watch that.
I'm like a black ninja, now. [imitating ninja]
-Get back in there, boy. -[Eric] Alright.
[hip-hop music]
[crowd cheering]
We got a lot of work to do, little man.
Who are you telling?
[Sean grunts]
-[engine revving] -Are you hungry?
-Hell yeah. -[chuckles] Cool.
So tell me why you guys always fight when you dance battle?
[Eric] We're not fighting,
dancing is just the way we express ourselves.
-It's just having fun, man. -[Sean] Huh.
[Eric] How do you know about this spot?
Ms. Sarah must've brought you here, huh?
Something like that.
I like the food here.
-So yeah, that's how I got my job. -[Eric] That's it?
Off from starting out as an intern?
Now I'm running the advertising department
and about to make partner.
-Damn, that's tight. -Yeah.
So, what do your parents do?
Uh...
My mother is dead.
And, uh...
my father walked out on me when I was 16.
[mellow music]
And he died a couple years after that.
No parents?
Wow.
I thought my life was messed up.
I think I just may have you beaten, bro.
My pops walked out on my mom before I was even born.
My mom says he's some big shot
that works in a building downtown.
I never even met him, you know.
Wow.
So, what about your mom?
She works all the time.
So I barely see her.
Sometimes... it's like I ain't got no parents either.
I take care of me.
Same here.
Let's get you home.
[engine revving]
[hip-hop music]
Oh, nigga, I will get this right here.
Check this out, I got everything you all need.
No, dog, we ain't buying tonight, JD.
-Oh, what's up, little E? -What's up.
I didn't know that was you.
-What's up, bro? -How are you doing, man?
Oh, man, you know, alright.
Alright.
Are you sure you don't need me to walk you up?
No, I'm good.
-Alright, little E. -[chuckles]
I'll see you tomorrow.
[door latches]
[engine revving]
I think we got the best dancers.
Yeah, I do too.
I really hope Eric will like them.
Eric? [chuckles]
I meant, Sean.
Oh!
Mm. [chuckles]
Everything that we've done up to this point
-is history. -History.
That you guys have made it into the semifinals.
Semifinals.
Prime, I know you're hyped but...
-I got it. -Got it, boss.
So right now what we all we need to do as a team
is teach Jeremiah, here, how to get dirty.
-[chuckles] -All right?
Mr. Lewis, I don't like getting dirty.
All you ever do is whine and say what you can't do like a little girl.
You ain't nothing but a crybaby.
-Hey, don't pressure him. -Jerem--
What the hell was that about, Tommy?
You think you're so much better than everybody else.
So what, you just may be the best dancer in the crew,
but that does not matter
because when you out there dancing,
they don't see just one person.
They see you all, one team.
Come on, Tommy!
Jeremiah, J!
He's right you all.
[mellow music]
[grunts]
Look, I know it's a lot of pressure on you, Jeremiah,
but you can't give up now,
you are our secret weapon.
Who else can I count on to do the...
double backflip, triple back bottom flip
and not land it? [chuckles]
But I only feel comfortable with you flipping me.
I don't trust anyone else.
I know you're the only one who won't drop me.
Sooner or later you're going to have to trust your boys.
I don't know.
Maybe I should just quit.
You can't quit.
Do you know what the boys just told me?
They just told me that you're the heart of the team.
They did?
We sure did, biatch.
I'm sorry, Mr. Lewis.
Thank you, Tommy, but, uh,
I'm not the one that deserves an apology.
-Preach, brother. -Wait.
-My bad, J. -It's okay.
Look, guys.
What do you all say we end practice
-a little early today and go have some fun? -[all] Okay, cool. Cool.
How does that sound? What? I can't hear you.
-Sir, yes, sir! -That's right, come on.
Mr. Lewis.
I realize that is more to being a team than just one good play.
That's good, Tommy.
I'm proud of you.
Thanks, Mr. Lewis.
Come on, let's go.
[hip-hop music]
[car rumbling]
I'll be right back.
Okay.
[Chantel] Come on, girls.
[cheering]
Hey, man... [indistinct] already? You haven't even kissed her yet?
You got it from a... [indistinct]
[cheering]
Hey, E, you should tell her about your other friend.
I'll see. [laughing]
You know I got you.
Who's that?
[Eric] That's Marv.
The leader of Bang Squad and his crew.
Roger and Prissy.
They look weird.
If we don't bother them,
they don't bother us.
Here they come.
You got a new crew now, The Bad Girls?
-[faking laughter] Funny. -Very funny.
We're on this dance game.
You should quit the competition so you don't embarrass yourself.
Doesn't matter if you change crews, you're still a loser.
-[softly thuds] -[sharp thud]
-[arguing indistinctly] -Boys!
Hey! What is going on over here?
They started it, Ms. Sarah.
Come on, we leave you alone for five minutes
and it's war. You save that for the Battlefield.
[clapping sarcastically]
[laughing sarcastically]
I respect that.
Teaching these kids some discipline.
You must be the infamous Sean Lewis.
Yeah, that's me who, who are you?
Hank "The Shockwave" Adams,
the one and only in your presence.
[all laughing]
Oh, you are serious, that's, that's really your name.
I don't have time for jokes.
They jumped me.
You got to cheat the way, Sean Lewis?
Yeah, about that, your boy started the fight.
Mine just ended it.
My boys are strong.
Yeah, that, that one looks like a girl, I could be wrong but, you know.
I said I don't have time for your little jokes.
See, my boys don't play, they handle their own.
They're not punks like these little brats.
-[breathing heavily] -Hey, hey, hey.
Uh, no disrespect, Hank, but
my boy's not the one with the black eye.
[Hank] We don't have to stoop to your level.
We'll handle this shit on the dance floor.
Hey, hey, hey.
I should let him whoop his little ass.
Look like he already got his ass whooped.
You got yours coming.
Let's go, kids.
Better watch your back.
-[all yelling] -Shut up, Marv.
-Hey, hey. -Hey!
Listen to your friend Sean.
Save it for Battlefield.
[upbeat hip-hop music]
♪ Jungle beats holla at me
[music stops]
[crowd cheering]
[Sean] Hey,
why don't we all go out for pizza?
But on my side of town.
-[all cheering] -[Sarah] Oh, yeah.
Right. You all go with Ms. Sarah, come on now.
-[Sarah] Let's go. -[Sean] Let's go.
[Hank] It's going to be a pleasure to watch you lose.
Uh, was it a pleasure just watching us win there, Hanky-Panky?
[scoffs]
It's mad, Lewis.
Battlefield is ours.
[Sean] Yeah, I've heard that before.
[Hank] You got two weeks two weeks.
-Two weeks to marinate. -Two?
You think you can do that, Prime?
Deuce?
-He talks? -[Prime laughs]
See you there, Hanky-Panky.
[indistinct]
[Sean] Proud of you all, today.
-That was your day. -[upbeat pop music]
-To The Bad Boys. -Bad Boys!
[toasting and cheering]
-Let's go outside. -Okay.
[Eric] So, did you like the pizza?
[Chantel] It was good. [chuckles]
I'm so proud of you.
You guys did a really good job today.
Thanks, Chantel.
I got something for you.
What is it?
[mellow music]
Ready?
"You are my sunshine.
And you brighten up my day."
Aw, that's so sweet.
Thank you, Eric.
That just wasn't a cheap line either.
I really meant that.
I stayed up all night writing this.
[chuckles]
It's true.
Well, I have something for you too.
-What is that? -Close your eyes.
Think of the brightest star in the sky.
Wow.
The star is beautiful.
[smooching]
Wow, seems like the star
just blew up in midair.
[hisses]
[both laughing]
[romantic music]
[Sean] Thank you, Sarah who runs the place.
[Sarah] You're welcome, Sean who is good at everything.
That I am. No, I got it.
Oh, thank you.
[sighs]
-So, just out of curiosity. -[Sarah] Mm-hmm?
How does a beautiful, young, intelligent woman
such as yourself end up at a place like the community center?
Hmm. Well, let's see...
I got my undergraduate degree
in education from UCLA.
I love children.
Still, don't take offense
to this when I say it but,
I mean, why not just teach at a real school?
Well...
I got offers from private schools
across the country but,
I wanted to stay here in L.A.
So, why that place?
Well, my parents were instrumental
in getting the city to remodel it,
so it's kind of a family business.
Yeah, yeah, we're going to close that deal Monday.
Okay. All right, bye.
How you doing, boss?
Who's the man?
You did not sleep with that
community service chick.
You actually were at the party,
you met her, she,
you know her name is Sarah.
Why are you getting all defensive, boss? I'm just
-having a little fun. -[stutters]
I'm not getting defensive I'm just saying she,
she has a name, it's Sarah.
You're falling for this chick.
-What? -Look at your face.
Ernie, please, look--
Sean Lewis could be pushed off of Mount Everest
and would not fall.
I like the sound of that, at your service, boss.
So... [sighs] I got to get out of here.
I got to go back to community center
and play long-lost dad to little bad kids.
So, you go, uh, get to work.
[hip-hop music]
[all] One, two, three!
[grunting]
[grunts loudly]
Jeremiah, we've been through this a thousand times.
-[all] One, two, three. -[Sean] Let's go!
Oh!
Try with him.
I thought I made this clear, I only want you to flip me.
And I thought I made myself clear
when I said you have to trust your boys.
I'm not part of the crew, I can't flip you.
You know this already. Prime, come on, please.
I think I got a way to help Jeremiah understand
the importance of trusting this crew.
Yeah. How's that?
Bring them down to the alley tonight
to battle the Bang Squad.
-[sighs] -It's the only way, it's the only way.
No. We ain't battling no
Bang Squad in their territory.
-We just ain't ready. -Yeah, we are.
-No, we're not. -Last time we went down there...
-Eric got bitch-slapped. -[Chu] That's right.
[chuckles] Look, look, look. That's just because
you all didn't have me down there last time.
-Or me. -Exactly.
So, don't worry.
My boy works down there,
he'll get you all in, it'll be okay.
-All right. -[Prime] Yeah.
Now get your things, let's go.
Mr. Lewis, can I come?
Actually--
Uh, yeah, you, you can come.
Sure.
-[crowd cheering] -[horn honking]
♪ Jungle beats holla at me
[upbeat hip-hop music]
[upbeat hip-hop music continues]
[crowd screaming]
[muffled chant] Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Hey, come on, hey! Chill out!
-[chant continues] -You're up in my spot.
And it was a good battle and I like to see that.
But we got some special guests in ours tonight.
Give it up for the three time world champions
of Battlefield America,
[screaming] The Bang Squad!
[crowd cheering]
♪ Get in to the battlefield
♪ Jungle beats holla at me
[upbeat hip-hop music]
Come on, Bad Boys, let's go.
[upbeat hip-hop music continues]
-[music fades] -[crowd cheering]
Let's go, come on, Tommy, let's go!
[upbeat hip-hop music resumes]
[upbeat hip-hop music continues]
[music stops]
[crowd cheering]
[crowd] Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad!
-Bang Squad! Bang Squad! -Come on, come on, Bad Boys, let's go.
Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad!
You two, quit it!
-Bang Squad! Bang Squad! -[Sean] Come on, let's go.
Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad! Bang Squad!
[knocking]
Let's go.
I'll explain on the way, come on.
[siren wailing]
[somber music]
[monitor beeping]
Child protective services are coming for the kid.
I'll keep her here overnight under observation, but in the morning,
I have to refer her to a rehabilitation center.
Unfortunately, this hospital doesn't treat drug abusers.
So, is there anything we can do?
I mean, where will Eric go?
I imagine they'll track down his father
and he'll remain with him until further notice.
Thank you, Doctor.
You're welcome, Mr. Lewis.
-Miss. -Thank you.
[Sean sighs] I'm glad she's okay.
You know, I want to see if they'll let Eric stay with me for tonight.
I want to contact his father before they do.
Sean, are you serious?
-Yeah. [sighs] -You're the best.
[chuckles softly] It's the least I can do.
Thank you.
[mellow piano music]
[knocking]
Come in.
I just spoke with your father. He's on his way.
Why the hell did you call, anyway?
I don't even know him.
Well, I kind of had to.
And, uh, actually he's, he's a pretty nice guy.
And if he wants custody they're going to grant it to him.
So, it's either him or foster care.
Look, give him a chance, hear him out.
You never know, you could like him.
I don't think I'm going to like him.
[chuckles]
It was hard enough not having a pops my whole life.
People just don't know how it feels
to not have a dad.
I understand exactly how that feels.
I don't want him in my life, Sean.
I want to stay here with you.
I don't think you have a choice, little man.
You've been the dad I needed this whole time, Sean.
[sighs]
Wow, I-- [sighs loudly]
You.
Uh, you-- Me? Like-- [scoffs]
I love you, man.
I wish you were my dad.
Why would you feel like that about me?
You keep it real, Sean.
I know you wouldn't hurt me or,
or leave me for dead like he did.
Would you, Sean?
No... no.
I would never do that to you.
And I love you too, Eric.
Come here, man.
On my way from work I stopped at the mall
and picked you up a little something.
-You did? -Yeah.
[chuckles] I wanted you to look nice,
you know.
-See what you got. -Let's go.
-I think it's kind of fly. -Alright.
I mean, everybody thinks that of Sean Lewis.
[mellow music continues]
How do I look?
Not too dressy?
Nah.
You look tight.
Starting to rub off on you, Sean.
[chuckles] Maybe a little bit.
You can do this, man.
I'll go get him.
[mellow piano music]
[Sean] He's right inside.
Wow.
What a handsome young man you are.
Thanks.
I guess.
Okay, um, I'm--
I'm sorry to hear about your mother.
Well, if you was there maybe it wouldn't have happened.
Okay, look, I, I didn't come here to argue with you, okay?
But this is just as hard for me as it is for you.
But I'm willing to try to have a life together,
things are going to change when you come to my house, okay?
It's a little too late for that shit.
-Boy, watch your mouth. -What?
Nigga, you can't tell me what to do.
You ain't my daddy.
Sean! Just get him out of here.
Wh--, who the hell do you think you're talking to?
-Hey. -Man, I-- [sighs]
Maybe it's a little too early for him, you know,
give him some time.
He'll come around, trust me.
[breaths heavily and sighs]
No, my son cannot dance.
He's not wasting his time on this nonsense.
But Ms. Williams, you don't understand.
-This is good for him. -I brought him here to learn.
He has been opening up because of this dance crew.
And have you even considered
his feelings with regard to this matter?
I know what's best for my son.
My oldest son Derek
dedicated his entire life to sports.
He started selling drugs when his dream of the NFL crumbled.
He died in a drug deal gone wrong.
So I'll be damned if I'm going to lose two sons.
He's not wasting his time on this dance nonsense.
[sighs]
-Ms. Williams-- -This is the end of this conversation.
Now, I'm going to get my son.
Ms. Williams, if you could just listen--
I said no!
[tense music]
[Ms. Williams] Have you lost your mind? I said no.
-But I like it here at the center. -No dancing.
When I say no, I mean no.
Now go! I'm so sick of you right now.
-What's going on here? -Jeremiah's mother's not letting him dance
and she's removing him from the center.
-Wait, what? -Can you talk to her, please?
-Yeah, yeah. -Maybe you can change her mind.
-But Mom-- -Don't Mom me, don't Mom me nothing, just get in the car.
[Sean groans] Ms. Williams!
Ms. Williams, do you have a sec?
I, I'm Mr. Lewis, um,
Jeremiah's dance teacher--
coach here at the center,
and I was wondering if you would mind reconsidering
-him being in the crew. -Mm-mm, my decision is final.
There's nothing anyone can say
or do that's going to change my mind.
And you know what, Jeremiah disrespected me
in the first place by dancing,
okay, he's not getting his way this time.
I'm sorry, you will not be seeing Jeremiah anymore.
I understand that, but this is a--
It's not going to be dancing, I don't want him doing that stuff.
[hip-hop music]
You got some celebrating to do, Mr. Lewis.
Oh!
What, what are we celebrating, Ernie? [scoffs]
No more community service. You are a free man.
-Yeah. -I like the sound of that.
I forgot about that.
[laughing] What's wrong with you?
You should be excited, instead this look on your face.
No, no, no. [chuckles]
It's, it's just that, uh...
I don't think it's right to just
walk out on the boys like that, you know.
Sean, you're about to be partner.
[stutters] Look, I just figure
there's only a week left until the big
you know, Battlefield America.
We're all excited about that and
you know what I mean.
What can a week hurt, I mean, I've been
doing it this long and you guys
have been doing great at the office and--
Mr. Greenwald has been all over me, man.
And I'm covering for you.
And I'm okay with that, I'm fine, because we have a mission.
We have this, we have a dream,
and this dream is, it's happening.
Ernie, come on, man, you know me.
I'm not, I'm not bailing here. I'm just saying,
maybe life is not all about Sean Lewis,
you know, maybe it's time I start considering
someone else's feelings other than my own.
That's all I'm saying.
-I can't believe I'm hearing you say this. -[stutters]
Ernie, calm down, grab your drink, man, you're just
a little too paranoid for me right now, bro.
Sean, do not risk throwing your life away for these kids.
Close the AT&T deal and move on, man, it's a big client.
The kids will be fine without you, trust me.
It's not, I mean,
not only the kids, I mean...
What about Sarah?
She's another girl.
See that's, that's where you're wrong.
I really like her, Earnie.
She could be...
she could be, Sean,
Sean Lewis's, Mrs. Lewis.
Okay, say she is the one,
she's going to want what's best for you.
And in my opinion,
I don't think what's best for you
is throwing your life away over a dance battle.
It's a, it's a dance battle.
-To you. -What the, what is that?
Just got a lot to think about.
This opportunity comes around
-one time. -[tapping]
One time.
You got to make the right play,
or you might not have any plays left.
You taught me that.
[hip-hop music]
[engine revving]
-Hey. -Jeremiah?
-What are you doing here? -My mom said I could come.
-Are you sure? -Yeah, I wouldn't be here if she didn't.
Right, let's rehearse.
Hey, you all, look who's here.
Hey, you.
-Hey, Sarah. -[chuckles]
What's wrong? I thought you'd be thrilled.
The boys are in the finals, all because of you.
Yeah... [stutters] of course, I'm--
I am so excited. [chuckles]
Me too.
What is the matter, Sean?
I came to say goodbye.
My community service is complete and...
Are you serious, Sean?
My career is on the line here.
This is my future.
You didn't think that I was going
to stay beyond my required time, did you?.
Oh, of course not.
No, why would I think
a professional businessman like yourself
would actually have a heart
and see these kids through the biggest day of their lives.
Don't, Sarah, you don't understand--
No, you're right, Sean, I don't understand.
You are about to rip the hearts...
out of these kids. And for what?
Your, your job?
Sarah, what, what the hell am I supposed to do? This is the real world.
I have real responsibilities, okay,
I have employees, and I have a, a car note,
and mortgage and most importantly, a boss,
that is going to make me partner at my firm.
I can't afford to throw that all away
over some kids or some stupid dance battle.
Wait, guys,
-that came out wrong. -Sean.
How could you?
You was there when we didn't have nobody else.
Now you trying to bounce on us too?
You guys, you all don't need me anymore.
I got you to Battlefield America, that's what you all wanted, right?
It's up to you to be winners on your own now.
Are you serious, Sean?
He is.
Man, I told you he was a flake.
-Yeah. -Let's go, you all.
-Tommy. -Forget you.
Eric. Guys...
[mellow music]
You can pick up your paperwork tomorrow morning.
And for the record, I don't ever want to see you again.
-Sarah, please, Sarah. -No, don't.
-Sarah, I'm, I'm sorry-- -Get out.
Now!
[somber music]
[sobs loudly]
Thank you Mr. Lewis, you are excused.
[gavel thuds]
[mellow music]
Hey.
There's an annual dance competition called Battlefield America.
It's a place where kids go to dance.
These kids have never even come close to making it past the auditions.
[sighs]
What they need more than a dance teacher is a leader.
And I don't know anybody better at being a leader than you.
You really came through for us.
That makes us the real winners.
[sighs loudly]
-Are you okay, Ms. Sarah? -Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
What are we going to do without Sean?
We are just going to have to move on
and do this without him. Okay?
[Sarah] Hey, you. I'm writing you this letter
to say thanks. Over the past couple of weeks
you have been such an inspiration to these boys.
You took the extra time needed with them to get the job done right.
But it wasn't just about a job.
You did it because you wanted to.
You will never understand
the effect you've had on these boys' lives.
And most importantly... mine.
And I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Not only did I meet such a great person, but...
I also found a true friend.
P.S.
I love you.
You miss him too, Ms. Sarah, don't you?
I do.
[sobs loudly]
[Sean] Sarah won't talk to me and...
I'm sure the kids hate me and that's...
[sighs] I don't, I don't know what I'm doing.
-Why, you are looking awfully comfortable? -Yeah.
You know Mr. Lewis, I honestly didn't think
you'd finish your hours, but you did.
And, uh,
that's good but,
I think in a way you still gave up.
You gave up...
on those little boys.
You gave up on Sarah.
But I had no choice, I mean,
my, my job, and partner...
There's no future in teaching.
I'm not even a dancer, I, I'm a marketing guy, I don't know--
-Okay, so... -[sighs]
...listen, maybe you made
the right decision, but-- Mr. Lewis,
really, Gucci, they're really nice, but could you--
-Yeah, I'm so sorry. -Please? Thank you so much.
[sighs]
Maybe you made the right decision.
I mean, you've got the life you want, right?
Porsches, promotions...
-Hmm? -Yeah. [scoffs]
Then why do I feel
so horrible about it?
Hmm.
Well, everything happens for a reason.
And life is about choices.
Sometimes the easy thing is making the choice
and the hard thing is living with the choice you made.
[mellow piano music]
Here you go.
[Sean sighs]
[car humming]
[Sean] Kim, move the AT&T meeting until tomorrow,
-I have an emergency, thanks. -[phone beeps]
Sarah, hey.
Eric's father just called me, I came as soon as I could.
-Where's Eric? -[scoffs]
He's still in the room with his mom.
But I wouldn't go in there if I were you.
He probably hates me.
Look, I just really wanted to thank you
for letting Eric stay with you.
While we sort all that stuff out.
I will let him know you stopped by.
Yeah.
[mellow music continues]
This would be a good time for you to say your goodbyes,
okay, sweetie. You can do it.
[mellow piano music]
Mom...
[sobs]
[sobbing] Mom...
I love you, mama.
[cries loudly]
[sniffs]
Mom, wake up, somebody, please.
Wake up, Ms. Sarah, please!
Wake up. [sobs]
She's not coming, she's not waking up.
[cries loudly]
[mellow music intensifies]
[knocking]
Got my message?
They're all inside.
What you doing here, flake?
I'm here because I knew Eric needed me.
Yeah, but you left us when we all needed you the most.
[all] Yeah.
Guys, I had my priorities all screwed up.
And I made a huge mistake.
I should have never walked out on you, guys.
I'm sorry.
I never really cared about anyone else but myself.
Until I met the greatest kids in the world.
And the woman who I know I can spend the rest of my life with.
Thanks to you, guys,
I realize now that there's more in life than just Sean Lewis.
So what are you saying, player?
I'm asking for a second chance.
Not just with you guys, but...
[breathes deeply and sighs]
...a second chance at a new life.
[mellow music]
Come on, guys, you all forgive me?
Well, it's up to you, Eric.
What you think, E?
Welcome back, Sean.
[cheering]
[indistinct chatter]
[Sean chuckles] Yeah.
Ms. Sarah...
I wrote you a little something.
[sighs] "Before I met you,
I thought my life was perfect.
I thought I was perfect.
Then I got thrown into this not-so-perfect situation.
And met this not-so-perfect woman.
Made me realize that maybe I'm not so perfect at all.
And if she will give me a second chance,
maybe we could be not so perfect together."
I stayed up all night writing that. [chuckles]
Will you take me back,
Ms. Sarah Miller?
[chuckles softly]
[boys cheering]
I've missed you so much.
I missed you too.
[cheering]
[laughing] Hey, hey, hey. Okay, okay.
Now that we are one big happy family again,
I just got to know something,
did Ms. Sarah dress you, guys? Because that's--
[boys] Oh!
Sean, everybody ain't balling like you.
-[laughing] -Yeah, that's right.
That's true, that's true.
Well, we got to fix that. Group hug.
♪ Reach for the sky So you know, so you know ♪
♪ If it's what you want to do you got to work hard ♪
♪ Reach for the stars you are, you are ♪
♪ Don't let no one tell you what you can't do, boy ♪
♪ Reach for the sky
Now listen up, everybody, if you really, really think about it,
teamwork is all about individuality.
Individuality.
You have to find your inner selves.
Self.
♪ Gotta have unity and family and reach for... ♪
[Sean] You have to take that fuel that burns inside you
and you turn that fuel into fire
and you leave it all out on the dance floor.
[all screaming] Yeah!
♪ Till my very last breath...
[all cheering]
♪ ...for my family and every kid like me ♪
♪ So I gotta do the right thing ♪
♪ I'm good cause whenever I dream ♪
[fading] ♪ I just reach for the sky
Think about the human body and all the individual parts
that make up one body.
They don't work without each other.
You guys are those parts.
One body, one team.
I have a little surprise for you, guys. Prime.
Check it out.
[boys screaming and cheering]
Who's ready to win Battlefield America?
[all] Yeah!
Everyone on three: one, two, three...
[all cheering] Yeah!
-[music stops] -[sighs]
Mr. Lewis, it's, uh,
it's definitely in the company's best interest
that we, uh, let you go.
with all due respect, Mr. Greenwald,
I'm your best employee.
You were our best employee, until you started
-neglecting your job. -You're right.
It's only because I did something really irresponsible
that caused me to have to do community service, okay?
In the interim I had to coach these kids how to dance
and one of the kids from the center's mother passed away from a drug overdose
and I was at the hospital.
-That's why I missed the AT&T meeting. -Come on!
-That is such a sorry ass excuse. -Wow.
-[sighs] -And it doesn't change a thing.
I devoted four years of my life to this firm.
Okay, I've worked my ass off every day for you.
I've single-handedly turned this company
into what it is today and you're going to fire me?
You lost a 20-million-dollar account.
Yes, but I was working on something
so much bigger than that.
I have the head of McDonald's sales
coming to see these kids perform.
Technically that McDonald's account was ours already.
And since you don't work here anymore,
that means no more contact with our clients.
You've got that?
[somber music]
These are for you.
Have a nice night.
Al.
[hip-hop music]
Sean...
-Oh. -Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
They look amazing.
[boys] Thank you, Ms. Sarah.
Don't go make me cry. [chuckles]
Alright, boys, go get ready.
-Hustle up. -Bye, boys.
[Sarah] Oh.
[chuckles]
I'm so proud of you.
Thanks, come on.
[mellow music]
[laughs]
You did it, Sean.
-No, you did it. -Oh.
Actually, I, I did do it.
-No. [indistinct] -Oh. [chuckles]
[smooching]
I'll be cheering for you guys.
-You better be, very loud. -I will be.
-Very loud. Just you wait. -You and Chantel.
I better see you, alright.
[chuckles] Come on, let's go.
Thank you.
Sean.
[sighs] Ms. Parker, what a pleasant surprise.
Alright, so you won't hear me say this very often,
but, um...
I want to apologize.
I was wrong about you.
There is a heart underneath all that swagger and arrogance,
-pride. -[chuckles]
Those kids need you.
-Yeah. -Now, Sean,
go kick some ass.
Yes, ma'am.
[suspenseful music]
Hello, hello, anybody here? Hello? Hello? Hello?
-[sighs] -Hello, ma'am, I'm sorry, but we're closed.
I'm looking for my son.
-Who is your son? -Jeremiah Williams.
I'm just look around here, just--
Okay, I know what you're talking about, but he's not here.
If I find out he's with that dance crew,
I swear I will sue this place for every penny it's got.
Okay, good luck with that.
[sighs softly]
[sighs]
[grunts]
[crowd cheering]
[intense music]
[host] Battlefield America is about to go down.
This is the biggest Battlefield America
in history.
We got three crews ready to battle for the title.
Make some noise!
[crowd cheering louder]
These crews are battling for the Battlefield America trophy,
money for their community center,
and pride in the right to be crowned
the number one crew in America.
Shall we introduce the crews?
Which way to the dance competition?
First of...
The Bad Boys!
-[crowd booing] -[man] Bang Squad! Bang Squad!
[Sarah and Chantel cheering]
[indistinct]
[screaming]
Next up...
The Show-Stoppers!
[crowd cheering]
And now...
What you've all been waiting for.
Lead by the one and only
Hank "The Shockwave" Adams.
The three-time defending champions, ladies and gentlemen,
Give it up for
The Bang Squad!
[crowd cheering]
[music intensifies]
We are the, we are the, Bang Squad, Bang Squad.
This is going to be the best Battlefield America yet.
I'm your host, Naomi Jones,
we got my co-hosts over here, Julia, Jordan.
Right now, it's that time.
This is the way it's going to go down.
We're going to put the music on for three minutes,
each group gets one minute
to come out and do what you got to do.
Now, I'm not picking a winner tonight.
The winner is determined by the noise you guys make.
So you're picking the winner tonight!
[crowd cheering]
So, are you guys ready?
Crews, are you ready?
[boys screaming] Yeah, yeah!
So let's do this Battlefield America,
let's do this!
[siren wailing]
[crowd cheering]
[upbeat hip-hop music]
[crowd continues cheering]
[DJ freestyling]
[upbeat hip-hop music]
Bang Squad win year, after year, after year.
You think they got a chance this year?
Oh, I don't think so, Show-Stoppers are doing
really good, I think.
[upbeat hip-hop music intensifies]
-Oh! -[Naomi] Oh, this Battlefield America is out
of this world. What do you think, Jordan?
This is probably going to be the best one.
[DJ freestyling]
[intense hip-hop music]
[crowd continues cheering]
[horn baring]
The decision...
is in.
And you all are not going to believe this.
We have another tie.
[crowd gasps]
Sorry Show-Stoppers,
but this year, The Bang Squad
-got a new challenger for the title. -Oh, my God!
The Bad Boys!
[cheering]
Hold up.
Now what we're about to do
is a sudden-death round.
No rules.
No time limit.
Just a straight-up battle
like you get down in the clubs, alright?
Yo, man.
I'm adding another one to the battle,
my man, Deuce.
Hold on, you can't add to the battle a man without
the permission of the other crew first.
No rules.
They add a man, we add a man.
Prime.
Yeah.
-May the best crew win. -It's not a battle,
this is war.
Let the battle begin.
Let's do this!
[siren wailing]
Come on, boys!
Go, Sean!
Alright, kids, are you ready for this?
-Yeah! -This is our house
-and nobody's taking it from us, right? -Yeah!
-We may not have the size that they have. -Yeah.
-Or the talent. -Yeah!
-Or the charisma. -Yeah!
God, man, we get the point, Sean.
You, you're right, my bad.
We've done this three times,
-we're doing it again, right? -Yeah!
We got to outsmart these guys.
They bend the rules, we break them.
They hit hard, we hit harder.
Okay, you guys, let's do this.
We're going to show them tonight
-who's got the Battlefield. -[all] Yeah!
[all] B-A-N-G, Bang Squad!
On three, one, two, three.
Bad Boys!
[crowd cheering]
[DJ freestyling]
♪ Jungle beats holla at me
[intense hip-hop music]
[cheering]
[intense hip-hop music continues]
[sharp bang]
[steps thudding]
[sharp bang]
crowd continues cheering]
[music intensifies]
[crowd continues cheering]
[intense music continues]
[music fading]
[crowd cheering]
[music resumes]
[music fades]
[inspirational music]
[hip-hop music resumes and stops]
[inspirational music]
[crowd cheering]
[boys cheering]
Bad Boys! Bad Boys! Bad Boys! Bad Boys! Bad Boys! Bad Boys!
The Bad Boys!
Bad Boys! Bad Boys!
And... the new...
crowned Battlefield America champion,
The Bad Boys!
[crowd cheering]
[shouting over crowd] I love you!
I love you too, mom!
Yeah!
That was the best damn flip I've ever seen, man.
-Well, you know, what can I say? -[laughing]
Bad Boys! Bad Boys!
[inspirational music continues]
Whooo!
[indistinct chatter]
[crew] Bad Boys! Bad Boys! Bad Boys! Bad Boys!
[both laughing]
Oh, I cannot believe we did this.
[stutters] We never could have done this without you.
I love you, Sarah who runs the place.
I love you too,
Sean Lewis who can do anything.
[chuckles]
[smooching]
You're a real winner now.
Thanks.
-I'll be right back. -Okay.
Come on, guys, let's go.
[boys cheering]
Mom, I'm sorry, it's just that I love dancing.
I know, I know. [smooching]
Baby, you looked so happy on that stage.
You can really dance. Oh, my goodness.
Okay, I will back you in whatever you want to do,
just you promise me you put school first, yeah?
-Yes, mom. -You promise me?
Okay, yeah.
I love you.
Greenwald told me no.
Well, I figured that since I no longer don't have a job
at Don & Roberts anymore...
I wouldn't speak so soon Mr. Lewis.
Mr. Greenwald, what, what are you doing here?
Can we start over?
I don't know.
I needed you there.
Ain't so sure I need you now.
Okay.
I deserved that.
But coming here tonight made me realize a lot.
It's you, man,
you're an amazing kid.
I wish I could go back and do everything all over again but its just,
I can't.
But I am,
I'm so willing to try
to make up for that lost time.
I love you, son.
[breathes deeply and sighs]
How can you say you love someone you don't even know?
Boy, from the moment I laid my eyes on you
I knew we had a connection.
Look, I am asking you for a second chance.
And I promise you.
I will never ever leave you again.
[sniffs and sighs]
Okay.
I'll give you a shot to stay with you.
Only on one condition.
What's that?
I need my own room.
Whatever you want, son.
I want you to meet Mr. Taylor.
That was unlike anything I've ever seen.
-We'll talk in the morning, Mr. Lewis. -Alright.
-I don't know what to say, thank you, Mr. Greenwald. -Call me Al.
Partner.
Really?
We got a lot of work to do.
We got to fix that AT&T deal, right?
And there's one guy that I know that can do that job.
-Yeah, that's me. -[both chuckle]
All right.
-What? -I just made partner.
[all cheering]
[lively music]
Bad Boys!
[all] Sir, yes, sir.
I'm proud of you all, you all did it.
Yeah!
No, no, we all did it, together.
-As a team. -[all] Yeah!
Does that mean you'll be back next summer?
[boys] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, hey, maybe.
Alright, come on, you're ready?
[cheering]
Come on!
[all cheering]
[Sean] Hey! Hey! Hey!
[laughing] Back, back up.
Hey!
[pop music]
[pop music continues]
[pop music]