♪
(crowd cheering)
Coach: Guys, come on!
Box out! Box out!
Let's go! Box out!
Rotate. Rotate!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no!
Damn it. Seriously?
You gotta be kidding me.
(whistle blaring)
- Hey!
- That's a foul!
What are you talking about?!
- What? - Sit down!
What are you talking-- I'm not playing a bunch--
(grunting) A bunch of goons.
(groaning) Oh God... Oh!
Oh! Schmidt! Schmidt?!
- Coach! - Schmidt!
- Coach?
I'm calling 911.
Schmidt?
Hey!
(voices fading out)
(time clock buzzing)
(crowd cheering)
(whistle blaring)
(ambient cheering)
(rock music playing)
(crowd jeering)
♪
[ shouting in Mandarin ]
I... am not a decoy.
You are an ass!
And you're a terrible coach.
(siren wailing)
Jules: Can we get someone from geography from the city?
Maybe, like, a week? I don't know, a month?
(moaning)
Oh, okay, I'm gonna call you back, he's up.
Um, excuse me, hello!
Nurse? Hello!
(sighing) You're awake.
What happened?
- You collapsed. - I remember that part.
I'm talking happened with the game?
We forfeited.
- You quit the game? - Okay, you collapsed.
- We all thought you were dead. - Do I look dead?
Doctor: Look who's decided to join us. Hi.
Hi. So...
Are you his daughter, or...
- No, we're friends. - I'm his boss.
- Thanks, Jules. - How are you feeling?
Never better.
Uh... You know what,
I just need to sit up. I don't know--
Okay, you need to take it easy. Just for a bit, okay?
Yeah?
All right, all right, just for a little while.
But I want to go home.
Um, can I talk to you for a sec?
- Yeah. - We'll be right back.
We're going to have to keep him here a little bit longer.
I need to run a few more tests.
- But he's gonna be okay, right? - Mild heart attack.
I didn't know you could have a mild heart attack.
He's gonna be okay.
And what about coaching?
Yeah, about that.
I'm afraid you're gonna have to find someone else,
he can't be coaching.
There is no one else. He's-- he's coach.
Well, we're going to call you once we have the results, okay?
(tablet chiming)
Captain Carter, what's the word?
Carter: Do you remember the plan, Bilal?
It was a simple plan, right.
You go to China, you rehab your game,
you set Shanghai on fire,
the fans go crazy for you over there,
and then some desperate team over here
brings you back to the NBA, right?
That was the plan.
Instead, you self-combust into whatever this is. Here.
Announcer: You say that's a resignation,
I say that's a three-pointer right there.
Announcer 2: Yo, what was that? You can't do that!
- Announcer 1: Unbelievable. - Carter: You're killing me.
- You know that? - Bilal: He came at me!
(sighing) Look, you're not seeing it, okay?
That's fine, that's fine. You're not seeing it.
That's exactly what I'm here for.
Okay, what am I not seeing?
We're in full damage control mode here, okay, Bilal?
I had to call your old high school and see if you could,
you know, donate money to a scholarship,
or buy some new backboards, balls, whatever.
The principal tells me they might have to cancel basketball.
Why?
Carter: Coach had a heart attack or something.
Hold up, coach had a heart attack?
He's gonna be good, he's in total recovery mode.
But the point is, they need a new coach.
This is our soft landing.
- Seriously? Stop playing. - Oh, come on.
It's... It's kismet, Bilal!
They are gonna roll out the red carpet for you.
Come on, man!
There's gotta be another league out there somewhere.
Turkey? Australia?
B, right now everyone thinks you're a coach killer.
Come on, man!
Doesn't matter how many points you put up in China, okay?
So you think if I coach a bunch of kids,
that's gonna get me back to the league?
Look, stay in shape during practice,
just Insta some pics of you with the kids,
and after a couple of months, we'll change the narrative.
You're the misunderstood good guy, the, uh--
Carter, man, I haven't been back there since I graduated.
If you don't do this, Bilal,
your basketball career is over.
No more shots.
No more post-career with an organization.
It's done. Nothing.
And as your agent, I can tell you, it'll be over.
But... It's your choice.
Okay, I'll talk to you later.
Have a great one. Bye-bye.
(jet engines roaring)
(bossa nova music playing)
♪
(music continuing over tinny speakers)
(sighing)
Of course nobody is crazy enough to fly here.
Ah.
Beautiful, beautiful. Okay. Okay. Good.
What the hell?
Hey, my man, could someone please--
My Jordans?!
(Grunting)
Thank you!
Damn it! This...
(grunting)
(jet engines roaring overhead)
Bilal!
Hey! Bilal Irving!
Hi! Welcome.
Okay.
How was your flight?
Flights.
Three of them.
Long.
Well, you can just put your stuff in the back.
This is 40k worth of clothes.
Oh, well...
Could just, like, tie it up.
Your choice.
Everyone's really excited to have you back in town.
Yeah.
(engine revving)
♪
Sorry about the sign.
We only had two L's.
Bettina even polished your award.
- My award? - Yeah.
The Promising Athlete award. The one you sponsor.
I'm gonna get back to work, so...
How's coach doing?
He's... he's okay.
He had a small heart attack.
I didn't even know you could have a small heart attack.
You remember where the gym is, right?
Uh, Bilal?
The gym.
Yeah.
(ECG machine beeping softly)
(water running)
(tap squeaking, water stops)
No. No.
(team shouting)
Player 1: He shoots! Move, move.
Player 2: Get your man, get your man, get your man.
Player 1: Get the ball.
-(Boys shouting over each other) -Pass!
Okay. Go. Go. It's all right.
Who's guarding LB! Lockout, defence!
Oh, stopped by Russell!
(shouting continues)
Player 1: Swing that, swing that!
Whoo!
-Get him, get him! - LB!
Ball, ball!
Bilal Irving?
- (whistle blaring) - Bring it in!
Come on, bring it in!
Boy (mockingly): "Come on! Bring it in!"
Guys, come on.
Uh, Bilal Irving.
That's him?
Yo, you played here?
Why do you think his jersey's up there?
What, the rest of the team not feel like practicing?
That's it, coach. That's the team.
Sorry, can I call you coach?
What are you, the assistant, or...
- She wishes. - (team chuckling)
Uh, no. Just the equipment manager.
Sorry. Right. Right.
Here you go.
Look.
Y'all do whatever it is that y'all were doing,
and I'ma be, uh...
...over there.
Shlomo: Cool. All right, well, good talk, coach.
All right, let's get back to your ass-kicking.
We're up two!
Did you want to look at these,
or I could email this to you if it's easier.
What am I looking at?
Oh, this is all of the players' advanced stats,
including PER in order of game share wins
the last couple years.
There hasn't been a lot of wins recently.
Seven and 24 since I've been going here.
You did all this? For high school?
Y-Yeah, and if you cross-reference that--
- Hey, just give me the basics. - The basics?
Yeah. Name and position.
Oh, um, yeah, right. Okay. Uh...
All right.
Wesley plays the four. Does the dirty work.
He's all heart and grit. LB, our centre.
He needs a lot of work, mostly on boxing out,
general coordination, as you can see.
Yeah.
Oh! Now that guy, Russell, he's got an endless motor.
Great athlete, good guy,
but he needs to come out of his shell a little.
Skilled wing, efficient in mid-range.
Mason Daniels, plays the two.
He could actually score more, but he always defers to Gunnar.
Uh, he fancies himself a point god.
- (swish of the net) - (cheering)
What, baby!
He's got something.
Bettina: He averaged nine turnovers a game last season.
- Don't touch me, boy. - You missed like 5 times
Don't touch me! I'm hot!
I take it that's our sixth man?
Russell gets the ball, he's almost standing at the...
Yeah, but he's mostly here just to be a body in drills.
He's never actually played in a game.
- Why not? - Stage fright.
(shouting)
Oh man. Oh, he goes through!
He scores! That's what I'm talking about.
- That guy has stage fright? - Here we go!
Let's go!
And what's your name?
- Bettina. - Yeah, Bettina?
Wake me up in an hour.
(players shouting)
- Shlomo: Gunnar has the ball! - Okay.
Passes it to Big Money Mason! Gunnar!
(cheering)
Coach?
- What are you doing here? - Practice.
What the hell is that?
It's, uh, it's a sign.
(players shouting)
Player 1: Yeah. No. I got it, I got it. I got it
Player 2: LB, LB, what the hell was that?
- (whistle blaring) - Bilal: I'm up, I'm up!
Coach?
What the hell are you doing here?
What the hell are you doing here?!
Wait, wait, wait. I can explain.
(stammers) I can explain.
It was either cancel the season or find a replacement.
Body isn't even cold and you bring him in the next day?
I didn't bring him in, okay? His agent called and I just--
Oh, excuse me! His agent called.
They asked me to come. I'm here.
I didn't even know about your whole situation.
My situation? My situ--
It's a touchy situation! I had a heart attack!
- That is a situation! - You want another one?
Okay, he also made a sizeable donation
to the athletics department, and it just--
Wait a minute. He bought my job?
You bought my job?
I ain't the bad guy here.
Oh no, this is the prodigal son coming home to save the day.
Can you guys, like, co-coach or something?
Co-coach? No co-coaching!
If anything, it would be an assistant,
and I don't need or want an assistant.
Especially him!
- Especially him. - I ain't no one's assistant.
Okay, you know what?
I'm gonna go there and I'm gonna tell the kids
that the season's canceled.
Is that what you want?
'Cause if we don't figure this out, that's what's gonna happen.
So, tell me what you want.
Fine.
Co-coach, whatever.
Fine.
Good.
Okay, I'm gonna go tell them.
You do what you do, and I'll do what I do, okay?
Okay, you know what?
Just keep you and your team of losers out of the way
of my work-outs and we are good.
My team of losers?
I guess you were one of my team losers then.
- Is that what it is? - Go kick rocks.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Take a--
Go get one of those big truck tires.
"Oh, look at me. Look how strong I am.
You just gotta get the last word out,
you can't just let me walk away, you gotta say something.
- No, I can't. - Right, every time.
- No I don't gotta say a word. - Yeah.
Go pick on some dumbbells or something.
- Why are you getting mad? - I'm not mad! This is not mad.
(shouting) This is mad!
When I'm like this, that's mad.
(quietly) This? This is not mad.
I'm the coach! Remember that!
Jules: Don't worry, you're gonna love it.
Oh, hell no.
(scoffing)
Oh, hell no.
(shouting) Oh, hell no!
♪
(sighing)
(rustling)
(shouting) Oh, Jesus!
Here, hydration and natural light
will help reset your circadian rhythm.
What?!
To combat the jetlag.
What are you doing here?
Morning practice, it's in an hour.
What are you doing in my bedroom?
(stammers) I said that.
Practice, it's in an hour.
- How? How did you get in? - Oh, um.
I have a key. Mrs. Graham, it's her place.
I look after it when she's in Florida.
I can't believe this is happening. This is crazy.
This is insane. I'm gonna... No service, of course.
Uh, we should get going if we want to get there.
- We're already running late. - Yeah, late?
It's a 10 minute drive, we'll be fine.
I told our principal not to come pick you up.
Why would you do that?
Exercise, it's recommended for jetlag,
so I figured that we would run.
(groaning)
You figured we'd run.
You figure maybe I could eat something before we go
for a 45--
What?
You should fast for the first 24 hours
after landing for the jetlag.
- (groaning) - Your fridge is empty, anyway.
- Of course it is. - Wait. Oh, um.
But you can-- here-- have...
...this.
What's this?
Vitamin D. It's for the--
For the jetlag? Yeah, got it. Sorry I ever mentioned it.
Bon appetit.
(crunching)
(sighing)
Can I get dressed, or are you just gonna...
Oh, right, right. Yes. I'll be outside.
Yeah. Appreciate it. Perfect.
(sighing)
♪
So, why are you here?
What do you mean?
Well, starting from the beginning,
after being a late second-round pick,
you had four up and down seasons in the league
and got traded to Charlotte, basically as a salary filler.
- Wow. - Okay, but then you had--
you averaged 14-4-3 off the bench.
Had seven 20-plus-point games,
and won the Sixth Man Award twice.
It's around this time
that I put up a few posters of you on my wall.
I mean, like, a real NBA'er, from here?
It's like, I mean sure, most say you don't even crack
the top 500 players of all time, but I would put you low 300s.
Hey, easy. Easy.
So you get a really nice extension, regular minutes.
You don't make an all-NBA team, but you get close.
Two-time all-star reserve. You're doing great.
But then throughout it all,
not only do you never come back here,
you never even mention it in interviews.
Not even in the SI deep dive feature on you
after you went to China.
So, what's your point?
Well, that's my question, really. Why are you here?
Are you one of those spectrum kids?
No.
I mean, my SB-5 test puts me at 0.02% of the population
in terms of mental acuity, so I may come off a bit weird,
but it's nothing to be afraid of, you know.
It's just, I get super focused on things.
So?
So what?
Why are you here?
To help. Give back, or whatever.
Oh, okay.
LB, box out! Energy. Let's go.
Great, great. That's terrific.
- Sorry, coach. - Well, well, well.
If it isn't the great Bilal Irving.
First day, and late.
- It's nice to sleep in, huh? - No, no, that's my bad.
I took a wrong turn on the way here, and then I had to stop
to catch my breath, so...
All right. All right.
Guys, let's just get back to practicing our sets.
Can't we change it up? Can't we do some offence or something?
We're oh-and-three, it's all about defence.
Uh, coach, at the beginning of the season, you were like,
"We're only gonna win with defence."
And we're oh-and-three, you know.
I'm starting to have a bit of trust issues.
Oh, are you? Plus the impersonation of me?
Baseline. Come on.
You did it to yourself, Mo.
(chuckling)
Something funny, Bilal?
Nah, I think running your only five players is.
Still doing outdated defensive sets without touching a ball?
That's old school, coach.
Can't score unless you shoot. And last time I checked...
Ball.
...shooting wins.
Well, you could do all the shooting you want,
if you can't stop the other team, what good is it?
When Shlomo stops running, why don't you show him how to?
And if you can turn him into a 20 plus scorer in every game,
well, then I owe you an apology.
Until then...
- Team! - (Whistle blaring)
- Other side of the court. - Let's go, boys.
I'm gonna let you... you know, practice shooting.
(cell phone chiming)
What? This is defamation.
"Bilal Irving's whole dumb life is a sitcom
"with the hackiest writers in showbiz."
Some of those comments are cold.
- Oh man! Look at that one! - Hey.
You know this is my life, right?
Not anymore, boss.
All right, I'm ready. Hit me.
Coach zones out when I start talking defensive zones,
so I figured I'd work with you.
- That-- - Three, two, one.
Uh, new shoes. Messing with my twitch muscles.
We could start with Shlomo's shot.
I mean, obviously there's a lot to work, but if we, you know,
bring his elbow in, maybe get him closer to the net--
- Uh, yeah, I think...
You guys mind if I record some of this for socials?
Like, you helping me? That's crazy!
Okay. All right, man. Look. Just...
- (camera lens clicking) - Yeah, hey.
Yeah, you know what? Yes.
That's actually not a bad idea, kid.
I'm full of not bad ideas! Bettina, you mind?
Uh, yeah. Yeah, for sure.
Cool, cool. Um, yeah, just come a little closer, right here.
Yeah, here you go. (chuckling) You got that?
(sighing)
What's going on, everybody.
My name is Bilal Irving, and it's great to be back
where it started, Dumont Warriors basketball.
I'm here with Mo,
who has a jump shot only a mother could love.
Shlomo: And she does!
(quietly) Hey.
- (chuckling) - (heroic music plays on phone)
Now, I know threes are all the rage,
but don't bother shooting them until you can hit shots
up close with proper form.
'Cause eventually, they'll look like this.
(net swishing)
But first, let's get up close.
We aren't leaving until he makes 100 with proper form.
- What? - That one doesn't count.
Follow through.
Shlomo: What did I do to deserve this?
Woman: As I live and breathe.
Mrs. Martin?!
Stop, you're making me feel old.
A man your age should be calling me Rose.
- Uh, all right, I'll try. - What are you doing here?
Are you visiting Coach Schmidt?
Coaching, actually.
He's letting someone else coach the team?
Well, "letting" isn't quite the word,
but I'm here to help,
because of the whole heart attack thing.
Oh, that's nice.
You still a banquet burger,
fries, vanilla shake, leave the tin?
Nah, nah, just a salad with the chicken breast,
uh, hold the croutons.
You've changed, Bilal.
(door bell jingling)
You can't sit there.
You gotta get up.
What you, get all Jim Crow in your old age?
This is where she sits.
So you gotta get up.
♪
(dog barking)
Woman: How long is it gonna take?
It's night-time. All I hear is this tap, tap, tapping.
I want to go to sleep. How long is it gonna take?!
Boy: Presque fini-- uh, almost--
Woman: No wonder nobody ever wanted you! You're useless!
Absolutely useless!
Boy: I'm sorry, sorry. Désolée, I am sorry.
Woman: Right. Sorry. You're always sorry.
♪
Okay, boys. We know this team comes out big, right up front.
LB, you get your ass into those stomachs,
you gotta grab those rebounds!
I'm sure you've had lots of practice
getting your butt into things. - Shut up, Gunnar!
Just run the damn offence, all right, Gunnar?
Coach, don't you want to say something?
I'm sure Coach Schmidt's got this.
Yeah, Coach Schmidt does got this.
(time clock buzzing)
(camera lens clicking)
Woman in video: A countdown from five.
And each number, you will feel more and more relaxed.
(cell phone ringing)
Five, four...
Bilal Irving speaking.
Carter: What the hell is this?
Kismet, Carter. Kismet.
Hey, would you take that thing off you face and look at this?
Ugh, what?
Carter: This isn't good.
Hey, you told me all I had to do was sit on the bench.
Well, I figured at least, you know, you'd watch the game.
Hey, what about that training video? That got some likes.
I even printed a Spotify workout playlist,
and that got some likes too.
Yeah, yeah, well, that was all great, you know.
Because you were engaged.
You were actually trying to help that kid get better.
You know, connecting with people, you're good at that.
- (sighing) - But, I mean, look.
You're ignoring the kids
while you're sitting on the bench, okay?
That's not exactly good for your image.
In fact, it's actually worse than you were before.
All right, all right, all right! So what? Cut bait.
All right? Let's do something different.
Try something different. Somewhere different.
No, no, that's the exact wrong thing to do in this situation.
We gotta spin this.
Okay, you know what you gotta do?
You gotta turn this team around.
That's impossible. They suck!
So, make them suck less.
I told you this would be a bad idea, Carter.
Well, you'd better work some of your Bilal magic
because "hometown zero" is trending.
Okay? Fix it.
What?!
(Groaning angrily)
(Door bell jingling)
I can make this team better.
But you've gotta listen to me.
I don't have to listen to anybody. Especially you.
You're still running the same old offence
from when I was here.
That "old offence"
won us a banner and got you a scholarship.
Listen, the other team is just anticipating
and beating you to the spots.
Well, then, we just gotta move a little quicker
and get there sooner.
Okay, speaking of "sooner," you've gotta speed the game up,
play downhill, pressure the ball.
Yeah, we don't have the bench for that.
Okay, so get out of the mid-range. It's an energy suck.
Shoot threes and drive and kick.
Draw fouls. Stop the clock. Be efficient.
You're talking about flash, fads,
stuff that's going out of style.
No. It's analytics, and it's not.
You know what wins a game?
Hard work and defence.
What are you scared of?
Scared? All right.
No, no, seriously. What do you have to lose, Coach?
You've already lost every single game.
Why not just try something new,
just try moving on to something else?
Rose: Ha!
Sorry. You realize who you're talking to?
Move on? Hmm.
All right.
You want to talk about analytics?
If you're losing on the boards, what do you got?
You can take all the shots you want,
all the threes, the twos.
I don't care what you're doing, but if you're missing,
you got an analytic for that?
No, but I might have something else for that.
♪
Hey, kid.
I've been seeing you around town.
My name's Bilal Irving.
[ speaking French ]
- Where you from? - He's from Haiti.
Oh, yeah? How long you been here?
Rose: He just started.
No, in town, with Miss Smith?
Oh, few weeks. Why?
How old is he?
Boys, no.
Rose, guy's got a seven-foot-nine wingspan.
He was born for this.
Bilal: You ever play basketball?
[ speaking French ]
"Basketball" ci, "basketball" ça.
What'd he just say?
Just let him alone, okay?
He's just settling in, brushing up on his English,
about to start his last year of high school.
Last year of high school?
- Mine, mine, mine! - Whoo!
- Box out! Box out! - Nice lay, G.
Okay!
Guys, gather round!
I want you to meet Josue.
He's going to be the new centre.
LB, that's the way the ball bounces.
[ speaking French ]
Great. Just what we need, a guy in an apron.
- Give it a rest. - Coach: Cut it.
He's a new guy in town.
He was eligible, so we enrolled him.
It's like he got all my puberty hormones.
You-- you hit puberty?
[ speaking French ]
Uh, listen. He doesn't speak much English, okay?
[ speaking French ]
What's going on?
[ speaking French ]
Don't tell me he's gonna shoot. He's going to shoot.
Yeah. Yeah. He just shot.
(boys laughing)
That was bad.
- And that's coming from you. - Was that real?
Bilal: All right. Hey, listen up.
We're going to be taking a lot more shots from now on--
Besides taking shots,
we're going to be missing a lot more shots,
so we're going to need somebody to clear the boards.
Also... he can do this.
- Bettina. - (boys murmuring)
Bettina: [ speaking French ]
(boys murmuring)
- Uh, spike, dunk. - Oh. Okay.
- Yeah? - [ speaking French ]
Josué: Okay.
Oh!
All right. Not bad.
Not bad.
Bettina, you tell him nothing,
and I mean nothing,
gets past him and goes in that net.
[ speaking French ]
- Oh, okay. - All right. We set?
Gunnar, give him your best.
I will. Give me the ball.
Let's go, G. Light him up.
[ speaking French ]
Yeah.
Okay.
He's ready for you.
Let's go, Josué. You got this.
- (grunting) - (boy laughing)
Shlomo: Oh! G-dog just got G-jected!
I don't know what that is, but I like it.
- That was a foul. - Russell: No way.
Next time, go like this...
Not in my house!
Not in my house.
Russell: (laughing) Legend!
That was a foul! Coach, you saw that.
You know what? I don't want to hear it.
What do you mean? He slapped my hand!
You know what? Ten minutes. Face the wall.
What do you mean, I got to face the wall? He slapped my hand!
- Coach: Face the wall! - Shlomo: Not in my house!
Everybody else... (blowing whistle)
...practise.
Bilal: Lower, lower, lower, lower.
High, high.
Now, hard dribbles. Hard dribble.
Pound the rock. Load your calves.
Keep going. Keep going. Keep going. Eyes on me.
Left to right. Left to right.
Go!
Push! Push!
Ask for the ball. Ask for the--
Deman-- Demandez la balle. All right.
Laisser le en bas. Laisser le en bas.
♪
Bilal: Left to right. Pound the rock. Call it out.
- Players: One! - One.
- Players: Two! - Two.
Finis-le Josué.
You better run! Let's go!
There you go. Triple threat position.
Shot fake. Swing low.
You want to do it again? You want to get at me now?
C'mon, c'mon. What you got, Gunnar? I'ma come get you.
I'ma get the ball, if you let me get the ball.
- You won't get the ball. - All right. Rip again.
There you go.
♪
- Boys: Zero. - There you go.
- Players: Five. - There you go.
- Players: Five. - There you go!
Five! Four!
Three! Two! One!
There you go. There you go. There you go.
Bring it in. Bring it in. Bring it in. Come on.
- One, two, three. - All: Warriors!
♪
How come you never mentioned you could play?
I've been watching you.
Stalker much?
Says the girl with the poster of me on her--
Person.
Right. Sorry.
Says the person with the poster of me on her--
Their.
Their room. (chuckling)
Hey, point is, I see you working with the guys,
and you've got it.
Zip. Flow. Feel.
And now, I see you can shoot?
Why aren't you playing?
Who am I supposed to play with?
There is a girls' team and a boys' team.
Where do I fit?
Yeah, but there's an opportunity.
Look. I already get called a freak by people on this team.
If I played?
I-- I get that, but sometimes, you--
No, you don't.
You can't.
I'm happy to help. Okay?
Okay.
But I think you should give it a second thought.
Don't worry about me, okay?
Worry about Algoma Heights. They are tough.
All right.
You want to tell me a little bit more or--
Already emailed it to you.
All right.
(crowd talking, shoes squeaking on floor)
- (crowd cheering) - Motion!
Let's go, Gunnar!
Player: Gunnar, I'm open!
He's not moving the ball.
(shoes squeaking on floor)
You guys gotta get open!
Get open!
(players shouting indistinctly)
(whistle blowing)
(cheering)
Coach: Motion! That's what motion means!
- Not one pick and stop! - (whistle blowing)
Player: Tee up! Tee up! Tee up!
Get him!
Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball! Box out, box out.
(whistle blowing)
♪
Let's go. Let's go. Gunnar!
- Coach: Ah! - (whistle blowing)
This is going to be an ugly game unless something changes.
(whistle blowing)
Box out! Box out!
Run the play!
Player: Drive it! All the way, G!
- Defence! - Player: Defence, Russell!
(crowd cheering)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Player: This way!
(crowd cheering)
- (buzzer sounding) - Man on speaker: Halftime.
Hey, can I use this for something?
- Yeah, for sure. - Thank you.
- Shlomo: Seriously? - Hey, Coach.
No cards. You don't want anything in writing.
- I'll tell you later. Go ahead. - Quick word.
I gotta get the boys ready for the second half.
Bilal: No, no. I get that. We gotta shake it up, man.
We gotta get shots up quicker.
They are jumping on us and anticipating the passing lanes.
We really should spread the floor. Josue and four shooters.
- I drew this up just now. - All right. Listen. Listen.
Listen. Listen. Listen.
This is my team. These are my systems.
You have been nothing, but extremely helpful,
now it's time to sort of stand to the side
and let me do my job.
Let me get them ready.
Bettina: Told you.
He won't listen.
(crowd shouting excitedly)
(whistle blowing)
(crowd cheering)
Come on!
(players shouting indistinctly)
Time!
- (whistle blowing) - Come on!
Let's go! Move, move, move. Get in there.
- Bilal: Come on. Come on. - Get in there. Let's go.
Bilal: Come on. There you go. There you go. There you go.
Gunnar, you keep throwing the ball away.
Well, nobody's open, so I can't do anything.
They're beating us to our spots.
Yeah? Why don't you run a little faster, then, buddy?
Wesley: Run faster? What you talking about, run faster?
My grandma is 95, and she can run faster than you, buddy!
- What are you talking about? - Guys!
Just fight for your positions, okay?
You got to get there faster, you understand?
You got to want it. Come on. "Team" on three.
- One, two, three. - All: Team!
- Come on! - Hey. Come here. Come here.
Coach: Let's go! Keep it going!
On the inbound, come and get the ball.
Inbound the ball to Wesley. Get to one of the corners.
They're leaving them wide open.
As soon as you cross half, attack the lane.
When they collapse, kick it out to Russell in the corner.
Only shoot threes.
- What about our sets? - I'm co-coach, right?
I thought you were just the assistant.
Just go!
Crowd: Algoma!
(crowd cheering)
Come on! Come on!
Run the play!
What is this?
♪
- Yes! - (crow cheering)
Yeah!
- (cheering) - Time!
You don't have possession, Coach!
(players shouting indistinctly)
- Time! Bring it in! - (whistle blowing)
Why'd you just waste a timeout?
Bring it in! Bring it in.
Hey, can you explain the pick and roll to Josué?
- Yes. Yeah. - Damn it already with you.
Good job. Good job.
Coach: Why are you guys not running the plays?
But what Coach said worked.
The coach? I'm the coach.
Do you know pick and roll? Okay. So...
Run the sets. Understood?
- Okay. On three, "team." - (Josué speaking quietly)
- Coach: One, two, three. - Coach, players: Team!
- Bilal: Come on. Let's go. - Coach: Get out there.
Wesley: What did Bilal say?
Bilal, what the hell are you doing?
Trying to win, Coach.
(cheering)
- Foul ball! - (whistle blowing)
Follow the play!
- Yeah! - (crowd cheering)
Time! Time!
You only got one of those left, Coach.
You might want to save it.
- Let's go! - Let's go! Let's go!
People in crowd: (chanting) Warriors! Warriors! Warriors!
- Yeah! - (crowd cheering)
♪
Hey, pick it up!
Ah! There you go. There you go.
Whoo!
(Bilal cheering)
(buzzer sounding, crowd cheering)
Yeah!
(cheering)
One in five. Our win projection just got an uptick.
We're on the board.
(laughing)
Bettina: All right. Come on.
Player: Is that what that feels like?
Bilal: That's how you do it, right?
Player: Right. Yeah.
(people talking indistinctly)
Man: Good game, boys.
(car engine starting)
Girl: Did you see that? That was unbelievable.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
What? What are you talking about?
What am I talking about?
I got 23 winning seasons out of 27.
Can you say that? No, you can't.
Hey, hey, let's go inside, and we can talk about this.
- All right? - Yeah.
The high school hero that went out there all confident,
the big shot that didn't need nothing or nobody except himself
until something went wrong.
And you wind up right back here.
All right. Things have changed.
You haven't. You need to grow and move on.
Move on. How does--
How'd that work out for you?
When was the last time you got a call
from one of your old teammates?
"Hey, Bilal. How you doing?
How's everything going?"
Where can you actually call home?
♪
(scoffing)
(door closing)
♪
(bell jingling)
I'm sorry. We're closed.
Oh.
Hey.
Just need to sit for a minute.
- Rose: Okay. - (sighing)
♪
Coach: She really loved you.
She was... so proud,
so happy for you when you left here.
That's why it hurt so bad when she passed
and you didn't call,
you didn't come back just to say goodbye.
- I'm sorry. - No, no, no.
Don't even go there.
She would have defended you,
because you did something with your life.
You did something special.
You were reaching your potential.
Why do you think I left Brooklyn?
My heart made me leave everything behind
and come be with her,
and I don't regret that.
I had Martha.
And I had my team.
Do you understand?
(basketball bouncing)
Come on, Wes. Your feet to the basket. Let's go.
Come on, Wesley. Nice.
Money Mason. Let's go. Let's go.
Nice. Nice. Come on, Russell.
Follow through. Follow through.
Come on. Come on, Gunnar.
Gunnar, you got to be in athletic position, man.
You had about three air balls. Come on.
You got to keep that elbow in and follow through.
All right? Come on.
Yeah, yeah. Come on. Let's go.
LB, nice shot.
Come on. There you go. Come on, Josué.
Josué: Ah.
Hey, hey, take a deep breath.
Hey, don't hang your head, all right?
You just started. All right. Load your legs.
Follow through. Elbow in. Okay?
Hey, Shlomo, you got next. Let's go.
Hey, nice shot, freak.
Freak? What is freak?
Ne faites pas attention à lui.
Well. Hey, can I tell you something?
You do know you don't belong here, right?
- Hey! - You know where you do belong?
In the back of a restaurant, cleaning up my dishes
- when I'm done with them. - Bilal: Hey!
Gunnar: Freak foster kid.
(thumping)
Don't bring that shit up. Ever.
(door opening)
What's going on over here?
Just wrapping up, Coach.
Yeah? Just wrapping up?
Right, Gunnar?
Yeah. Yeah. Just wrapping up.
Wrapping up?
All right. Let's bring it in, boys.
People.
People. Sorry.
♪
(school bell ringing)
Jules: Hey, Bilal!
Can I see you in my office for a minute?
Do you remember when you were here, we had that logo?
The-- like, the...
It was, like, the-- (whooping) Yeah.
- Right. Yeah. - So, no more of that.
They took it off the gym floor, took it off the jerseys.
We even got it off the yearbook.
Um, but we kept the name, Warriors.
It was really important to us. Ogichidaa.
- Oh-gee--? - Ogichidaa.
- Yeah. It's not in the sense
that, you know, you would think,
warriors at war, you know, in battle.
Ogichidaa is when you go out into the community
and you put everyone else's needs before your own.
- Bilal: You did this? - Yeah.
- It's tight. - (laughing) Thanks.
I wanna put this all over the school.
I want to remind these kids what it means to be a Warrior.
And when they leave these doors to go out into the world,
as Ogichidaa.
So, um...
I was hoping that maybe we could raise a bit more money
to get some new jerseys?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh, leave it with me.
- Okay. - Whew!
Great! (laughing) Thank you.
Yeah, you got it.
♪
(dog barking)
♪
It ain't much, but...
Oh, merci. It's great.
Um, there's a pull-out.
Not that you'll fit, but there's bedding.
Um...
(phone chiming)
Uh, there's a pull-out with bedding.
(phone chiming)
Oh, okay. Merci, great.
All right.
And, hey, um, Mrs...
(phone chiming)
One day soon, you're gonna get your ticket outta here.
You're gonna leave and never look back.
Trust me. I know what I'm talkin' about.
(phone chiming)
[ speaking French ]
parents,
they gave... everything.
[ speaking French ]
They love me.
Now, I have you and the team.
[ speaking French ]
(crowd yelling)
What are you doing? You're givin' them the game!
- Referee: Calm him down. - Calm me down?
- Hey, hey, hey. - This is calm!
- Hey, hey. - This is calm.
- What? - Just go hang out.
Hang out at the end.
Hang out at the end of the bench.
Coach: He's givin' away the game!
I got it. I got it.
- I got it. - (whistle blowing)
(crowd cheering)
All right, inbound. Inbound.
- Move, move. - Set up the offence.
Set up the offence.
Problem is Gunnar's just standing at the top
of the key unless he has the ball, right?
Bilal: I know. I know
We need someone running point who gets everyone involved.
Player: Gunnar!
Maybe try someone else at the point like Wesley,
like a point forward or something.
Bettina: It's not gonna work.
Go, go, go, go, go. Come on, come on!
Gunnar, move the ball!
Hey, Gunnar, I'm open!
Player: He's wide open. Hey!
That was a foul! Yo, blow, that was a foul.
Crowd: Aw!
Oh, my God.
Ref: Technical foul on two-three.
Oh, come on.
That's a technical foul on two-three.
- Oh, hey, that's two! - What?
- That's two. - You got in my way.
- Relax, relax. - No, no, no, no.
- You're gonna cost us the game. - Get back.
Ref: That's two technical fouls on 2-3.
(shouting over each other)
- Go to the locker room. - Ref: Get him outta here!
- Come on. - Chill.
- Get to your locker. - Get off me!
- Chill, just go, man. - Boo!
Get outta here!
Bettina: What the Hell, Gunnar?
- Shut the hell up! - Gunnar, just go.
- Get off me! - Just go, dude.
(crowd booing)
Okay.
Okay, uh...
All right.
All right, Shlomo.
You just got called to the big show, buddy.
Let's show 'em what you got.
- I can't. - What?
Come on. Come on.
You've been practising. You don't even--
I can't. Everyone will be watching.
Well, you call attention to yourself more than anyone.
The joking. The Insta posts. What?
Like, you know all that Instagram stuff?
I'm doing that alone online. People are laughing with me.
Not at me. You know?
Mo, we need you.
Leave it alone, Bilal. Just leave it alone.
Ref: Hey, Coach. Who are you puttin' in?
Uh...
We're gonna have to go with four.
Okay, all right. All right, bring it in.
(crowd cheering)
Okay, "team" on the three. Let's go.
All: One, two, three, team.
- Come on. - Let's dig in, boys.
(crowd cheering)
We can't do this.
They're just gonna get embarrassed.
Their confidence is gonna be wiped out.
- What do you want me to do? - Coach, come--
What do you want me to do?
(crowd cheering)
- Time! - (whistle blowing)
Ref: Time out. White.
Coach: Little late to freeze the shooter.
Bring it in. Bring it in.
Come on. Come on.
Put Bettina in.
Both: What?
Shlomo, take your jersey off.
There isn't a person in here who has a higher basketball IQ
than Bettina.
I've seen it and I know you have too,
even if you've been ignoring it.
You know I'm right.
Hey, Coach. Gotta get your team out there.
- Shlomo, give her, uh-- - Them.
Coach: Sorry, Bettina. Give them your jersey.
Ref: Uh, no. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You can't... A girl can't--
You're in luck, because they aren't a girl.
Yeah, I don't think that's how that works.
Yes. It is.
Jerry, let it go.
(yelling) All right.
All right, listen up.
Bettina is playing point. Watch them.
Move to open spaces. Cut the gaps.
Lay-ups and threes, all right?
- Yeah. - Bettina will find you.
- Hands in. - Coach: "Team" on three.
All: One, two, three. Team!
Let's go, Warriors.
(crowd booing)
What is that?
(crowd cheering)
- All right. - Right here.
- Line 'em up.
Bilal: You guys, you gotta move.
Hey, side blue.
Bilal: Hey, hey. Watch the back door. Watch the back door.
Player: Watch the back door. Back door!
He's gonna slip the screen.
Damn it.
(crowd cheering)
Bilal: It's okay. It's okay.
(whistle blowing)
Break! Go, go, go, go, go! Special, special!
- Bilal: Go, go, go! - Player: Bettina, reverse it.
Swing it. Help, help, help, help, help!
Player: Help, help, help.
Coach: Get back!
(crowd cheering)
- Time! - (whistle blowing)
Ref: Time, white.
I'm sorry, Coach Irving. I-I-I...
You belong. You understand me?
You belong.
I know that. Coach Schmidt knows that.
Your team knows that.
So do me a favour.
Show each and every one of them who doesn't know that yet.
- (crowd yelling) - Woman: Come on!
Bilal: All right?
- Yeah. - Go get it.
- Player: Let's go! - (crowd cheering)
(whistle blowing)
Ball, ball, ball.
(crowd cheering)
That's my jersey! That's my jersey!
- Yes! - (cheering)
Woo!
(crowd cheering)
Special!
Bettina, Bettina!
(yelling)
Let's go!
Shlomo: Let's go, Mason!
♪
So, we do the triangle offence,
but we still run the motion play.
- You like that? - You-- That's my play.
I'm just updating it.
Good job, good job. Back on D, back on D.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
That's you!
He's crowding them, ref!
Eh!
Ah!
Set the back pick. Set the back pick. There you go.
- I like this. - I get it, I get it.
People see this, they go knowledge.
This is foreign.
This is like a Jurassic Park type thing.
- This is crazy. - (laughing)
♪
Bilal: There you go. Go, go, go, go.
- Come on, come on. - Go, go.
(yelling)
♪
(chuckling)
Bilal: Hey, bring it in.
(team cheering)
Player: You deserve it, Bettina.
All right, go ahead. Dig in. Go ahead.
- (cheering) - That was awesome. Nice pass.
(phone chiming)
Uh, to Coach Schmidt who's been with us from the beginning
and always cares about our future
and our legacy.
And, to our new coach,
who thought we were too small,
too... too slow, too bad to make it to the finals.
We salute your reverse psychology.
- All: Hey! - (laughing)
♪ For he's a miserable fellow ♪
You're talking about him.
♪ For he's a miserable fellow ♪
♪ Which nobody can deny ♪
(all laughing cheering)
All right, you kids have fun. We'll be right back.
Okay?
Come on. Come with me.
Been a long time since you've been down here, huh?
Wow. It's still the same.
Oh, come on, Coach. You still got this up?
I'm not gonna take down Sports Illustrated.
What are you? Crazy?
I wanna have a little toast.
And I can't believe I'm makin' this toast.
All right.
This toast is to my assistant,
and me, for being smart enough to listen to my assistant.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- Mm. - Ah!
Could use that.
Wow. That's a big book.
- Yeah. - Something Martha would read.
Coach: She was.
You know Martha used to tell me about this book.
You know, like, the story, the characters,
and you know, I would just sorta, like nod,
but not really listen.
So when she died, I just sorta wanted to experience something
she was going through, so I started reading it,
and, I just...
can't get past where she stopped reading it.
She didn't get to. I don't know.
I know it sounds crazy.
(sighing)
Hey, Coach, it's nice to see
what you and Rose got goin' on.
- Stop it. - What?
I see you cozying up to her a little bit.
"Cozying up." She's in the diner.
- You know, she's nice. - It's okay.
Come on. You know that, right?
It's okay for you to have feelings for somebody else.
We know you love Martha.
I don't know. You know what?
Let's go back upstairs. Come on. Take your drink.
Let's get outta here.
Mason: It's actually really good.
Bettina: It's all icing, you know? I don't--
Mason: Oh, 100% all icing.
But there's cherries in there. It's actually really nice.
Bettina: Where's the cake?
Mason: But it's good though. You should try it.
Great speech. Really, good stuff.
Who made you captain?
What?
You just always gotta make it about yourself, hm?
Whether you're inventing some pronoun crap to feel special
or up there makin' a speech, right?
Speakin' for us.
I never said you could speak for me.
Gunnar. Knock it off.
Shut up. You side with her now?
- Them. - Oh...
Gimme a break with that crap.
She just always has to do something weird or different
so that she can stick out.
I mean ever since we were kids
she'd always be making it about herself,
because otherwise no one would--
Gunnar, knock it off, man.
- I said knock it off. - Piece of shit!
Don't touch me. Don't you touch me!
- Let go! - Hey, hey! Break it up!
- Break it up! - What is going on in here?
- Guys! - Get your hands off me!
You know what? Screw this!
And screw all of you.
You know what? Good luck winning without me.
I quit.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm all right.
Thank you.
That guy's a dick.
(laughing nervously)
Wait a minute. Bilal.
- Coach? - What is...
- Coach? - Just give me a--
Hey, you okay? Hey, someone call 9-1-1!
- (all chattering) - I don't know what it is.
Just breathe. Just breathe, okay?
Hello, everyone. Some good news.
He's fine.
It was actually just a false alarm,
but since we still have him here
I would like to run a few tests I couldn't earlier
because of his great escape.
And, I still need to prescribe him some medication,
so it'll be a little bit longer.
- So, what happened? - She can't tell us.
Doctor-patient confidentiality.
It was gas.
I'm sorry. What?
Gas, like the stuff that you...
that comes out when you flatulate or belch.
Sometimes a build-up of gas can cause chest pain,
but not unlike a heart attack.
But, since he's had one before,
you actually made the right decision bringing him in.
- So, Coach just had to fart? - (laughing)
Basically, anyways, I still can't let all of you see him,
but he has asked for Bilal and Rose.
- Me? - Yes, yes.
So, why don't we just do it one at a time?
You can wait outside while Rose talks to him first.
Why don't you two follow me?
Why would Coach just need to fart? That's...
Hey, can you hold onto this for me?
Sure.
(all chattering and laughing)
Coach: ...been back to New York.
Rose: Don't judge me.
Coach: No, I mean, it's the greatest city in the world.
You can go to a Broadway show...
Who knows... I might
you know, I might take the trip.
I don't wanna go alone. I'm not saying I'm going.
I'm not asking you right now, like, to go.
Rose: Mm-hm. I've gotta go.
All right.
Rose, I'm gonna come lookin' for you soon.
Just take your medication, okay?
I'm gonna. I promise.
- All right? - Okay.
Coach: Gonna take the medication.
Hey, Coach.
Um, I swear to God, man, I wasn't trying to kill you,
or disrespect Martha. I was just trying--
- I asked her out. - What?!
Look at you, man.
She just wants to wait for the medication to kick in,
because, you know, if things get a little hot and heavy,
she don't wanna, you know, kill me.
- Wow. - It's all I'm saying.
Mental picture. Check.
It's nice to see you haven't lost your sense of humour.
(sighing) About the team.
- They're yours now. - What?
They look up to you. They listen to you.
They...
You don't have to demand things from them the way I do.
They like doing what you tell 'em.
And it's okay, you know?
Choices.
Life's all about choices.
Hopefully you make some good ones.
What do you mean?
Martha.
She was the best choice
I made in my life. (chuckling)
She was on vacation with a couple friends,
in New York, she was never to New York.
And me, I just won my district championship,
so I was out celebrating with a couple buddies
and, well... (chuckling)
We wound up in this jazz club,
and I'm looking around the room,
we're celebrating.
And there she was.
Let me tell you something.
When she looked up,
I knew my life would change forever,
and I knew I found
the other half of my heart.
And like I said, life is about making choices,
and you're going to have to make one soon,
because... (chuckling)
...that team, that team...
...is calling your name.
(ball thumping)
Where is everybody?
How am I the early guy?
Just you and me, my man. Suit up.
This feels weird. Is there some sort of loan
- I haven't made good on or? - (chuckling)
Get up. I wanna give you something. It might help.
Is it some of your hotness?
It's this.
What?
My No Fear Zone.
(net swishing, ball bouncing)
Uh, thanks?
This spot, it's mine. I know it.
I take 100 shots from here every day.
Nobody knows this spot more than me.
You shoot and shoot and shoot,
and when you get to this spot in the game, it's yours.
Your No Fear Zone. Nothing can touch you here.
And if I miss or mess up.
Doesn't matter.
Your No Fear Zone.
(exhaling)
(phone ringing)
Hey, what's up?
Pack your bags, my man.
What do you mean? Why?
You, good sir, are going to be a Timberwolf.
Or Timberwolve?
They got rid of the timber, didn't they?
Wolf? Wolves? Whatever. You are going to Minnesota.
Hey, hey. Hold up, hold up, hold up.
What?
Yeah, half the team went down with injury.
They need to fill it out with some 10-days.
When?
Tomorrow.
- (phone pinging) - No, no. I can't.
The team's playing in the finals tomorrow.
Can you just put my drink over there?
Look, there's over 500 guys in the G-league who would
kill for this opportunity. You need to get on a plane ASAP.
I can't just bail. Yo, can't they wait?
Just a couple of days?
Carter: No, they got a game tomorrow.
They need a full roster.
Carter, what about my brand, man?
Shouldn't I see this through?
Why? B, you did it. It worked.
I'm booking our tickets ASAP.
(exhaling)
Hey, you get on that plane, or you can lose my number.
- But Car-- - (Carter hanging up)
(sighing)
Prêt à partir?
Yeah. Yeah, let's go. Practice.
On y vas.
Mo's gonna win us the chip.
(all laughing)
Wait, they're giving out a trophy? Like, a big one?
- Oh, dude, you haven't seen it? - Shlomo: No.
It's like the size of you.
- (chuckling) - It's huge.
Mo, maybe you'll get one of those, up on there.
Yup. Shlomo. We'll have Shlomo.
- Bettina: Number three. - Number three, Shlomo.
(all laughing)
Russel: Yo! What's up?
Josué! Hey, coach.
Mason: What's up?
Bam.
Russel: Hope all is good.
Mason: What took you so long?
[ speaking French ]
- Shlomo: What? What's-- - Russel: What's he saying?
Josué: Go.
Bettina: You're leaving?
Bilal: What?
You're leaving.
Look, I wanted to wait 'til after practice to tell you--
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait. So, when?
Tomorrow.
- What? - But the game's tomorrow.
- We've been working so hard. - You can't leave tomorrow.
Mason: You serious?
Look, this isn't for nothing, all right?
This is an NBA contract.
You want me to turn down an NBA contract?
Bettina: This late in the season?
Is it a 10-day?
Yeah.
Yeah, but they can extend it.
You're leaving us to sit on a bench for 10 days?
Whoa. Look, I helped this team get to the finals.
What more do I need to do?
So, all of this was just for you?
No--
All of that Instagram stuff was just you using us?
Okay, how can you say that? I got this team to the finals.
I helped you get there!
No, you helped yourself.
What is with all of you?
If you get a ticket out of here, you take it!
You think you can be your fullest self here...
in this place?
Any of you,
you get an opportunity to get out, you go.
What the hell is worth staying here for?
Us?
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Thanks.
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(people shouting, singing)
All right.
(crowd cheering)
- (buzzing) - (cheering)
That's it. All right, bring it in.
Bring it in.
(crowd cheering)
Gather in. Come on, guys.
All right.
I see your faces, I know what's going on.
All right? I feel bad he's not here, too,
but we got something to do out there, okay?
Nothing else should be in your head
other than moving faster and quicker
and outrunning these guys and outscoring these guys.
Then after we can feel bad together,
but right now we got a job, so let's do it, okay?
Defence on three, come on.
All: One, two, three, defence!
Get out there, let's do this.
(crowd cheering)
Okay, ready?
(grunting)
(crowd cheering)
Bettina: Get open!
Constant movement!
- Get to your spot, come on! - Tina!
Push it!
(crowd cheering)
Yeah, yeah!
Player: Okay, go back. Back, back.
Bettina: Back on D, back on D. Come on. Come on!
Work as a team! As a team!
Russel: More of that, more of that!
(crowd cheering)
Russel: Hup!
Cover your man!
Russel: Come on!
Bettina: Shot, shot, shot!
(crowd cheering)
Play your game, not theirs! Your game!
(crowd cheering)
Go, go!
- (crowd cheering) - Bettina: Yes, that's right.
Yes. Yes.
Bettina: That's good. Come on.
Russel: Shot, shot, shot!
(crowd groaning)
Come on.
Russel: Drive it!
(crowd groaning)
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Woman: Mr. Irving?
Ticket and passport, please.
We're just waiting on you.
Oh, I'm sorry. My bad.
Oh, I don't need this, sir.
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(crowd cheering)
Come on, yeah.
(crowd cheering)
That's right. Russ, Russ, Russ, Russ, Russ!
Yeah!
(buzzing)
(blowing whistle)
Man: Hot dog!
(crowd cheering)
Locker room. Let's go.
(crowd cheering)
It's okay. Stay focused.
(crowd cheering)
Let's go.
Woman: Yeah!
All right, listen. I know what you're feeling, okay?
I understand, but we can still do this, all right?
(crowd chatting)
(crowd cheering)
We're going to have to do the box-and-one.
The play we've been working on. Here.
Hey, this isn't about Xs and Os, Coach.
Holy f--
Forget something?
Yeah, yeah.
I forgot to say a few things before I left.
We don't want to hear them.
Shlomo: What's your advice? To just leave?
All right, would you let him talk?
Listen, life is God damn hard.
All right?
And I was like all of you, man.
Back then I felt like a nobody in the middle of nothing.
Thrown to the wolves after my parents died.
It put this hole inside of me.
This hunger, this fight.
To go out and take what's mine, you know? What's owed me.
And that's, uh...
when I wish I could have figured it all out,
but you all know I didn't.
It was that hunger, man. That hole.
Listen, I messed up every situation I was in.
More often than not, I was out for me,
and I messed up my life and wound up right back here.
I wanted to see if I could turn you into winners
so it would look good for me.
So, I can get out of here again,
and I did it.
I wanted to get on that plane so God damned bad, let me tell you,
but that would mean losing all of you,
and losing the sense of belonging.
Here.
Am I crazy?
Should I fight like hell to get back to somewhere for me?
Or do I belong here with you all?
You belong...
here.
All right. All right, let's bring it in.
Let's go, Coach. Let's hear it.
Warriors, on three.
All: One, two, three. Warriors!
- Let's go! - Let's get out there!
(crowd cheering)
Come on, come on. Bring it in. Bring it in.
All right, they're up 16,
they think they won this basketball game.
You think they won it?
I don't think they won it. No, no, no.
I don't think they won it.
I think we are still in this game.
(crowd cheering)
Motion, motion! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
- (crowd cheering) - Ah, nice! Nice! Let's go!
All we have to do is bring it within two,
and we can do that.
Yes! Woo!
It is not over until the buzzer sounds.
This is a whole new half, a whole new game.
Nice screen, nice screen.
Money Mason, Money Mason! Yeah!
Coach has a great plan to slow them down,
but we need to speed this up on the other end.
(crowd cheering)
Ah! Get up, Wesley! Nice!
Move, set picks, sacrifice yourself.
Be Warriors.
(crowd cheering)
Ref: (blowing whistle) Foul, 55 Red.
Two shots.
(crowd cheering)
Charge! Charge!
Boy: Side to side!
(blowing whistle)
Foul. Blocked.
Oh, are you kidding me?!
(all shouting at once)
Bettina: It's okay, it's okay.
Referee: Foul, 55 red.
(crowd cheering)
(shouting)
Time out, time out, time out!
Jump ball. Possession blue.
What? No, I said time out!
John, what are you calling?
- What? - Time out!
- That's a jump ball. - You understand?
You want a time out?
I'm calling time.
Time out. Red.
Bring it in, bring it in, bring it in, bring it in,
come on, come on.
Coach, I swear I said time out.
- I know, I saw. - I swear, I swear.
You're good, you're good. You're good, bro...
Eight seconds left. Eight seconds left.
Okay, here's what we're going to do, all right?
As soon as the ball inbounds, foul whoever, okay?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Foul before the inbound.
That way there's no time off the clock, okay?
Their number four is a 48% free throw guy.
You got a 50-50 chance.
It's called analytics, Bilal. You should try it some time.
(chuckling)
Okay?
All right. Foul number four before the inbounds.
LB, foul him before the inbounds.
We only have one time-out left,
which means when he misses,
we really have to throw out the Xs and Os.
We don't have Josué to bail us out.
It won't be about positioning.
It'll be about what Coach Schmidt has always taught you.
You need to want it more.
You just need to flat out want it more.
Warrior strong on three. One, two, three...
All: Warrior strong!
(crowd cheering)
LB, foul before the inbound.
(crowd cheering)
(blowing whistle) Foul! Number 10.
There we go.
- Red, two shots. - Come on.
(crowd applauding, whistling)
(exhaling sharply)
- Yes! - Yes!
(crowd cheering)
That's it! That's it!
Time! Time! Time!
Yeah! Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Yes! Yes!
Good job. Good job. All right.
Okay. Okay. All right.
(clapping) Listen up, all right.
Let's go for two and tie this game up. Let's go.
Bettina, as soon as you get the ball,
you do a quick read of the D.
If Russell is open in the corner, drive and kick,
if not, try to draw in a double team
and dish it to Mason at the rim.
Wesley, you stand as a release valve at the free throw line.
Okay? Warriors on three!
Wait.
We should put Shlomo in.
Go for a three.
- Oh, my-- - Mason: What?!
Your spot, it's right there.
Hey, he hasn't played all year.
Russel: Coach, no one'll be expecting him.
They'll leave him completely open.
He'll have the best shot of any of us.
And you know what, Shlomo? They won't even see it coming.
I'm not sure if I even see it coming!
Okay, who do I take out?
You can take me out.
No, they can't take you out.
Take me out.
You want us to be Warriors, right?
The only way this is going to work is
if Bettina brings up the ball. You have to stay in.
Coach, use me as a decoy.
Bettina: Yeah, yeah. If we use Russel as a decoy
in one corner, it'll overload their defenders to that side,
right, 'cause they'll probably run a tight zone
to prevent the two, then, if LB, you run towards me,
and set a pick, it'll collapse,
and then Shlomo will be wide open in the opposite corner
for me to hit.
Okay, slow down. It's easy enough for me to
hit threes alone in the gym while no one's guarding me,
- but I-- - No, no, no. You'll be so open.
Okay? It'll feel like you're alone.
- Trust me. - Oh, my God.
- Trust us. - We're with you, Mo.
We're with you. You got this, Mo.
- You got this. - Deep breath.
- Bettina: You got it. - You got this.
- Hands in. Come on. - Hands in, hands in.
All: One, two, three. Warrior strong!
Come on. Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Russel: We got this!
- (crowd cheering) - Go, defence! Come on, defence!
(crowd cheering)
Crowd (Chanting): Defence! Defence!
(blowing whistle)
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(inhaling, exhaling)
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(all cheering)
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(all cheering)
Bilal: Come on! Yes!
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Team: Shlomo! Shlomo! Shlomo!
Shlomo! Shlomo! Shlomo! Shlomo!
Yes! We did it again, right? We did it again!
Woo!
Oh, my God.
You did.
Stop. We did it as a team. We did it as a team. Stop.
You know what? We did it as a team.
You did it as a coach.
Thank you.
Now, let's go see our team. Come on.
(cheering)
There it is.
(shouting)
You got this! There you go. There you go.
- Hey, Shlomo! - (all talking over each other)
Bilal: Hey, hey, hey, hey!
We gotta get a picture, all right?
No, no. This one's just for us.
Coach: You get on that side.
Can you take a picture, man? Thank you so much.
Coach: That's right. Shlomo in the middle.
- One! - Warriors, baby. Number one!
Coach: Warriors!
(all cheering)
(camera snapping)
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Hey, B. It's me.
Here in Minnesota. Waiting in the hotel.
Uh, you're not here yet. Hurry up, man.
(chuckling) Okay, talk soon.
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I've-- I've been looking on the socials,
and I see that you guys won.
Congratulations.
I guess you didn't miss your plane.
You just didn't get on it.
Am I disappointed that you didn't sign? Yes.
Have I had to smooth things over with the Wolves? Yes.
But that's okay, we're going to move forward.
What if we take this, like, global? Youth camp.
We talk to Adidas,
and then I get you back on a team.
I can do that and I can get you some money,
but please, call me back.
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Bilal, you (bleep) prick.
What are you doing? You need to call me! (bleep)
Pick up that phone and call me right now,
or I swear to God I will never let you sleep!
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7:00 a.m. I-- I don't know what time it is
in whatever time zone you're currently in.
I guess you, um, you wanna do the right thing.
You wanna...
You're ready to just throw it all away.
(sighing)
Have a great life, Bilal.
Oh, crap. Has this thing been on mute the whole time?
What the (bleep)?
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