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[P.A. Announcer] Basket, Devlin!

[Roars]

[P.A. Announcer] Basket, Bloom!

[TV: Announcer] A vicious rebound by Jollop.

He quickly passes upcourt now on the fast break.

Passes the ball to the top of the key. He turns. A long 25-footer.

It's no good... Jollop tips it in! Oh, great hustle by the big man!

[Man] As I said to my friend, because I am always talking...

"John," I said, which was not his name...

"the darkness surrounds us.

What can we against it?"

"Or shall we - and why not - buy a big goddamn car and drive?" he said.

"And for Christ's sake, look out where you're going."

Under the boards! Under the boards!

[Crowd] Defense! Defense! Defense!

[P.A. Announcer] Penny!

[P. A. Announcer] Basket, Bloom!

I feel like I'm the one that's getting punished.

Come on, come on, come on!

- [Crowd Gasps] - [Microphone Feedback]

[TV: Announcer] My old self-defense move!

All right, Teller switching man-to-man defense. Moving the ball to the left.

They collapse two men around him.

Concentrate! Concentrate!

What the hell's he talking about? Come on, get a man, get a man!

Concentrate. Concentrate.

What was he talking about?

[P.A. Announcer] Basket, Bloom!

- [Alarm Buzzing] - Let's go.

[TV: Announcer Continues]

[Crowd Cheering]

[P.A. Announcer] Time out, Ohio!

## [Pep Band, Intro]

## ["Classical Gas"]

[P.A. Announcer] Dr. 4-2-2, please call your service.

Dr. 4-2-2.

Rodney, you gotta stay on number 53. You understand? Make contact with him.

If he keeps on holding you, then knock him on his ass!

For Christ's sakes, start hittin' the defensive board for me.

- ## [Continues] - [Man] Programs.

Programs. Programs.

Now start playing defense. Start playing physical defense!

All five of ya! I wanna see that! Now, let's get in there! Don't play like fags!

- [Players Shouting] - All right, let's do it! Come on!

[P.A. Announcer] Dr. 4-2-2, please call your service.

Dr. 4-2-2.

[Crowd Cheering, Chanting]

[P.A. Announcer] Tip in, Jollop!

[P.A. Announcer] Basket, Gillie.

[P.A. Announcer] Easly.

[Crowd Murmuring, Screaming, Shouting]

Let's have the lights! Let's play basketball!

[Student On P.A., Echoing] Ladies and gentlemen...

[Crowd Quiets]

this game has been interrupted...

for reasons which relate to national security.

This is a U.S. military operation.

As you can see, the exits are guarded by your local law enforcement officers.

No one is to leave their seats.

We are seeking to flush out an enemy agent.

Turn to the person next to you...

and see if he has a subversive appearance.

- That's Gabriel. - [On P.A.] There he is!

There he is! Don't panic! Stay clear!

He may be armed!

- We got him! - Hold him right there!

## [Rapid March]

Isn't this crazy, ladies and gentlemen? Yeah!

[Officer On Bullhorn] You guys get outta here.

[Snarling]

[Man] Kids these days!

Up yours!

[On P.A.] Well, we got a little problem here.

[On P.A.] Take it easy! Kick him in the head!

- ## [Continues] - [Shouting Continues]

Take 'em outta here! You gotta take 'em all out... all out on the street!

Please. Please, ladies and gentlemen, clear the court.

The athletes have requested this.

I'm willing to talk with anyone.

There's no reason at all we can't talk this over.

Please. Can we have the lights now?

We'll have the situation under control in just a moment, and the ball game will go on.

Just stay in your places, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you very much.

- Go! Go! Go! - [Cheering Resumes]

- [Whistle Blows] - Go! Go! Go!

[Cheering Continues]

[P.A. Announcer] Basket, Bloom!

[Siren Wailing]

[P. A. Announcer] Jollop!

- [Siren Continues Wailing] - [Chattering]

[P.A. Announcer] Bloom!

- [Shouting, Chattering Continues] - [Siren Continues Wailing]

[Cheerleaders, Crowd] Let's go! Go! Go! Go!

[P.A. Announcer] Basket by Bloom!

Ladies and gentlemen, Hector Bloom continues to weave his spell. There's no stopping...

The lucky son of a bitch.

[Chattering]

What the hell you doing in here? You're not allowed in here!

Do you want the whole N.C.A.A. all over our ass?

- Yeah, thank you. - Hector.

- Hector, come here. - What do you want to know?

- Anything you can tell me. - Hey, Hector, you get the hands?

- What about the other kids? - They're holding your roommate.

They're holding Gabriel. Is that ridiculous?

I told you you shouldn't room with him. He's trouble.

Look, uh, could we talk about this later?

Um, Hector...

come here.

They wanna interview you on television.

- Thought it was a great happening. - No, no, no, no.

I just wanna check you out.

I don't want you to do anything rash on nationwide television.

Nobody has ever done anything rash on nationwide television.

I am perfectly quiet here. I just wanna be arrested. Those are my students.

- This is the cause of all the trouble. - My college is full of shit!

Listen to the dean. Let's go. Go home and hold it down.

- Okay! Okay! - [Students Shouting]

[Shouting Continues]

I'm not resisting!

Let me in there! See? I'm not resisting!

You can't hold me!

- [Gabriel] My name is Gabriel. - [Students Repeating] My name is Gabriel.

- I am a visionary. - I am a visionary.

- You have no power. - You have no power.

- How's it feel to be in jail, buddy? - You're in jail, buddy.

You're in jail.

What can you give in advice to, maybe, kids watching you across the nation now...

that might help them, you know, follow in your footsteps?

Don't lie, don't cheat and don't be afraid.

Okay. Thank you, Hector. Hector Bloom.

- Again, nice game, buddy. - Wonderful, wonderful.

- Go get your shower. - Peace in our time.

Hey, Lionel, what are you, 94 pounds, all dick?

That's what your mama said.

[Laughing]

- Hey, you got the wrong man! - It ain't me! It ain't me!

[Laughing, Chattering]

Ooh... Ohh!

Hey, hey, hey. Watch that, Junior. Watch it, now.

- That's Bucky's... That's Bucky's deal, man! - How 'bout you?

- No. No. - Sure?

- Yeah. It looks like me. It wasn't me. - You're looking good.

- Fuck you, boy! - [Laughing Continues]

This is the cat you gotta watch out for! All-American Bloom!

All right! Checkin' the parts!

- I got mine, but it's sore. - Oh, man, you got somebody else's! [Laughs]

Mine keeps gettin' bigger when I soap up.

- [Laughing] - [Yelling]

## [Piano: Classical]

[Instructor] Tomb�, pas de bourr�e, glissade, pas de chat.

Tomb�, pas de bourr�e, glissade, pas de chat.

Next! Next! Step out, ladies.

D.K. And next. Very nice.

Next, please.

## [Continues]

- ## [Humming] - ## [Piano Stops]

Okay, ladies, arms up.

- And... - ## [Piano Resumes]

- [Man Chattering, Indistinct] - Side.

- [Instructor] Okay, that was very good. - ## [Stops]

Now, one, two.

## [Piano Resumes]

Nice and soft, ladies and gentlemen.

Very nice.

Keep with the music.

Let the head go freely with it, ladies.

Keep moving along now.

Hold up. Hold up your back.

Let the head go freely with it.

- [Horn Honks] - [Man] Hey, can you give me a lift?

- Nice game, Hector. - Yeah, thanks.

- Hi. - Hector.

Um...

I'm sorry I missed you, honey.

I, uh, um...

Would you mind taking Olive home?

Uh, n-not at all.

Um, would you mind, honey?

No.

- They've, uh... - What's the matter?

They've got Gabriel in campus detention and, uh...

l-I think they'll let him go in an hour or two, but I think I'll, uh...

go over and see what I can do.

What are they holding him for?

Ever since they caught him in the P.A. booth, he's been screaming that the, uh...

country's going to seed...

because no one's humping anymore.

- You know. - [Chuckling]

He's too much. The guy... He's probably right.

Yeah, well, you couldn't prove it by me anyway.

Look, I'll, uh... I'll see you later.

Okay? Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

[Moaning]

- [Hector Moans] - Shh.

- Okay. - Nice.

- [Moaning Continues] - Nice.

Exactly.

It's right there, huh?

- Yes. - Huh?

- Yes. - Huh? Huh?

Yes, yes.

- [Hector Moans] - Shh.

[Moaning Intensifies]

Love it.

[Moaning Continues] Shh.

[Gasping, Panting]

[Whispering] Oh! Hector!

I'm coming! Oh! Hector! [Gasping, Panting Continue]

I'm coming! [Whimpers]

[Sighing]

Shh. No, it's all right.

[Toy Laser Gun Firing]

[Toy Laser Gun Firing]

[Toy Gun Continues Firing]

Don't.

Why is it so dark in here?

It makes me feel funky.

Can't we get a light or something?

[Toy Gun Resumes Firing]

Crap, would you stop it!

[Toy Gun Continues Firing]

Cut it out!

You got great tits, baby.

[Toy Gun Stops Firing]

Boy, you really make me feel awful.

I don't make you feel any way.

- Gabriel! - Hey. My man Bloom.

- Hi, Sylvie. - Hi, Hector.

- [Hector] What's going on? - [Sylvie] I was just leaving.

[Sylvie Whispers] Come see us.

Bye.

[Toy Gun Resumes Firing]

Congratulations?

I came too fast.

By what standards?

Fuck standards!

What's, uh, with the light?

I'm setting a no-sleep record before the draft.

Keeps me awake.

Hey, I freaked 'em out at the jail, man.

They just couldn't believe it.

I told all the cops that the reason that they were hostile to me...

was because of their own projected homosexual fears.

I'm a little afraid of you myself.

Hey, why don't you drop all this rah-rah jive game number, huh?

The game is not jive to me.

To you it's poetry.

To me it's staying after school in your underwear.

That's why you're here... a hang-up, a game.

We're gonna tear the mother down, man.

You're hung up on a bitch.

[Players Chattering]

[Whistle Blowing]

Hey! Hey! Everybody in! Everybody in!

Come on! Come on!

Come on! Everybody! Everybody! Everybody!

Everybody hustle!

Now... Now listen to me.

You guys may have won a ball game this last Saturday afternoon...

but as far as I'm concerned you played rotten.

You understand that? l mean, 10-man rotten basketball.

That's all it was. You stunk up the whole gym.

I'm not gonna go cornball on ya or give ya any big speeches or anything like that...

but I'll tell you right now, just as sure as God made little green apples...

you play like that this coming Friday night...

and you're gonna lose if you don't care.

And if you don't care and you win, you lose.

[Murmuring] What is that? If we win, we lose?

- All right... [Clears Throat] Now... - If we win, we lose.

Excu... What was that? Huh?

- I'm sorry. We're just talking. - Sorry's not enough defense.

You and Mr. Easly, who wants to talk, too, will go down there and play defense. Go on.

You guys are gonna earn every word, you want to back-talk and play cutesy-pie.

[Players Chattering, Shouting]

- [Coach] Give me three-man weave! Let's go! - [Whistle Blows]

Let's go! Come on!

[Chattering, Shouting Continue]

- Whoo-hoo! - Give me the basketball!

Give me the ball!

The manager beat you! Do you believe that? Lewis.

The manager beat you.

That is the basketball team at this university.

This is the manager...

and he whipped your asses.

Gentlemen, that means laps.

For you, over there, duck-walking laps.

And for you, in lane number two, duck-walking laps.

10 apiece. Lewis will count.

Lewis, the basketball beating-star-players manager.

- Now, the rest of you guys get set! - [Chattering, Shouting Resume]

[Coach] All right, let's go. Guys, post offense.

We still got some ball players here. Take the ball out over here.

[Chattering, Shouting Continue]

No.

What'd you say?

I prefer not to.

Well, Hector, as always, that's your decision to make.

[Loud Thud]

[Doorbell Rings]

[Doorbell Rings]

[Doorbell Ringing Repeatedly]

- Hi, Richard. - Uh, I just, uh, dropped...

Huh?

Hey, Hector, it was tomorrow night for dinner, wasn't it?

Uh, I-I don't know. Is Olive, uh...

Yeah. Yeah, sure. Come on in.

Sit down. Sit down.

Hector...

it's very good that we can communicate with each other, for both of us.

I know.

- It's good that we can talk to each other. - It's great.

Hector, I want to talk to you.

About what? Gabriel?

No. No.

No.

I don't think I want to talk about this as much as I thought I did.

It's okay. It's okay.

Hector's downstairs.

He wants to talk to you.

- Me? - Mmm. Mmm.

What about?

Well, he didn't say.

[Coughs]

l have to go shopping.

Your eyes are puffy.

Take him with you.

Okay.

Be back in an hour.

Sure.

Take your time.

[Engine Starts]

[Scraping]

Hector...

could you not sleep with other girls for a while?

Why not?

I mean, it's sort of weird under the circumstances.

Is it?

Maybe circumstances change.

Then tell Richard, then.

[Checker On P.A.] Check okay on three.

"Then tell Richard, then."

Why should l?

I don't know. It's the truth?

[Checker On P.A.] Check okay on four.

I want these.

- Rat traps? - Kills rats quick. Quick!

- [Giggles] - "Without dangerous chemicals or poisons."

- A morality clause. - [Laughs]

- [Traps Landing In Basket] - Put them back, Hector.

- I want 'em. I need them. They're trophies. - You can't have these. Put them back.

- I'm buying them for myself. - You are?

- You want 'em? - I need 'em.

- You got 'em. - I got 'em!

Eighty-nine.

Seventy.

I got rat traps and rutabagas.

This woman is gonna think I'm crazy.

Forty-nine.

[Checker] Eighty-nine.

Did you hear about the plague that's plaguing the city?

Not really.

Gonna get ya.

Now that I have reached...

the pinnacle...

l would like to say...

that clawing your way to the top is but a myth!

Also very bad for the fingernails.

[Giggles] Hector, you're so romantic.

Also, I love you.

Now, what's that? l can't say I love you?

I don't care. I don't care. I do not care.

I don't care. I don't care. I do not care.

[Mutters] You don't care.

[Snickering] You don't care, do ya?

Do you? Well, you don't... You don't look like you care, man.

What am I doing wrong, man?

You're being done in by a bitch. Now, you just have to face that. You understand?

Just like everybody else.

She's not a bitch.

She tells me one thing, she does something else. What do you make of this?

That's unusual, man.

I mean, hey, look...

you're living in a diseased culture.

I don't know how you can be surprised at something like that.

You're diseased, I'm diseased, she's diseased.

The whole world is diseased. Don't you understand?

You gotta do something about it, that's all.

[Watch Alarm Buzzing]

[Alarm Stops]

Are you sure about that?

Sure? Yeah, I'm sure about it. What do you think, am I sure about it?

I can't let these assholes draft me, man, right?

Why don't you wait a minute? Think about what you're doing.

You're throwing these things into your face.

You just wait a minute.

This is no shit. This is it.

This is no game. You understand?

This is death. This is army, war, shoot, blood, fear, kill.

No way, man. No way. I'm making a stand right here.

That's all there is to it. For me, it is strictly a survival trip.

I'm out to save myself. That's all.

Sentiment would have it for me to say be careful, that's all.

Well, sentiment is gonna bust all our balls, man.

- [Bus Engine Idling] - [Boy] Bloom, Coach.

Yeah.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Well, we're expecting those things from you nowadays, Hector. That's not good, is it?

No, sir.

- I didn't mean to be... - Well, get on the bus.

- I didn't mean to be late. - Hector, just get on the bus.

[Chattering]

Didn't mean to be late.

Hey, I want to talk to you.

[Bus Engine Accelerating]

Is everything all right with you?

Yeah. Terrific.

No, I ask you that 'cause I thought maybe...

I don't know. Maybe there's something I could do for you.

Um, yeah, I guess...

No, I don't think so.

Are you even wondering why l let that incident go by in practice?

Yeah, I wanna talk to you about that. I'm sorry about that.

I've been thinking about that a lot.

I'm sorry about that.

Well, I figured you would be. That's why I let it go by.

You're a good boy, Hector. Good boy.

But the attitude... You know the attitude you've had lately?

People misunderstand that, you see?

They think that the only reason that I put up

with that is because you win ball games for me.

- That's right. - But that's not the case.

I didn't figure it was.

You really feel like that?

Good.

Easly, I'll trade you an orange for a Twinkie.

All right, I can dig it, man. I'll take some vitamin "C."

- Enjoy it in good health. - [Chuckling]

Mmm. Twinkies taste just like Marsha.

I'd rather have Marsha, man. What you mean, taste like Marsha?

I don't know. She taste pretty good.

You mean you'd rather eat a Twinkie than Marsha?

Right on. Right on with it.

[Crowd Shouting, Jeering]

[Coach] All right now, just listen to me for a second! I want your attention!

I wanna see some class out there! Don't let this bother you!

And don't show me any bush behavior!

[Bucky] We shoulda brought a cannon.

[Shouting, Jeering Continue]

## [March]

[Crowd Shouting, Booing]

Come on, bring it down!

[Crowd Cheering]

[P.A. Announcer] Basket, Popov!

[Whistle Blows]

Come on! What do you think this is? It's not Vietnam!

Huh?

[Crowd Booing, Jeering]

[Whistle Blows]

[P.A. Announcer] Foul, 33, Bloom!

[Crowd Cheering]

Up and down the court. Drive those guys right into the center.

Jollop, you and Bucky are doing a sensational job.

You're the only guys keeping me in the ball game.

But if you're in there and they drive 'em in there, they can't put the ball up in the air.

They gotta go outside. And Finnegan, that's the man that's doing it.

If we can shut him off out there on that baseline shot

where he's jumping up there, that's where he's killing us.

- Yeah? - I play more to the right side.

He goes right every time, but I need help, though,

if he crosses over and goes back to the left.

Hector, that's you. You gotta help out. Slide off your man and help him out. Understand?

- I'm not switching off on him. - Well, you gotta switch off, and you gotta do it now.

Keep your hands up. And you can help out too, Jollop.

Leave your man. He's a stiff. He's done nothing all night long.

He must have... Oh, I don't know. I'm not even looking. But it can't be over two rebounds.

He's got no points offensively, he's nowhere, and still they're tied in the ball game.

These are the only two men keeping me in the ball game!

You guys aren't playing basketball, Easly! It's a five-man game! You understand me?

Hector, for three years we've been talking to you about not putting the ball on the floor.

The man gave you a beautiful pass. All you needed to do was go in for the layup.

And you put the ball on the floor and tried to

make some sensational, flaky shot out of it.

Forget it, you understand? Don't put it down! Go right to the basket with the ball.

Now, no hot-dogging. You hot-dog it one time in the second half, and you're out of there!

And I am dead serious, my friend. Dead serious.

- The TV people want you for an interview. - Okay, I'll be right there.

- All right, so come on! - What did I tell you about coming in here?

- We made an agreement. - I understand!

Get out of this area right now! Do you understand that?

Listen, I want to see 10 men walk back in that gymnasium...

like they want to win a basketball game!

You wanna give me a piece of yourself, we can win a championship.

You don't, you don't belong up there. Now think it over.

[Crowd Cheering, Jeering]

Go on down now! Go on down!

[P.A. Announcer] Basket, Bloom!

- [Crowd Cheering] - [P.A. Announcer] Basket by Popov!

[Whistle Blows]

[No Audible Noise]

[Toilet Flushing]

[Knocking]

[Knocking]

- Hey, Coach. - How's your finger?

- Aw, it's not too bad. - You sure?

- Yeah. Wanna see? - No, thanks.

Hector, how 'bout you? How's your leg?

Uh, just one of those little jams. It's not bad.

Yeah.

Take a look at that... 58%, five men from the floor.

Fifty-eight percent? Wow.

[Muttering] Fifty-eight percent.

Now, uh... [Chuckles]

we did accomplish one thing... we took a lot of pressure off ourselves.

We get 'em again, we get 'em on our own court, in our own little box...

and, uh...

Oh, yeah, we're gonna kill 'em.

Just a little more effort, Hector.

Go to the boards a little more. Don't put the ball on the floor so much. Help 'em out.

- Five men play the game. - [Doorknob Rattles]

l hope that's not what I think it is, Hector.

Oh, it's just what you think it is.

Wow, man. [Grunting]

- Your famous roommate! - Take it easy!

Hey... No. Sorry.

- So, come on, girls. - This is...

Hey, boy, you wanna stay in school?

- [Phone Ringing] - Get the phone. It's probably the fourth girl.

Too bad she can't rebound.

Change! Come on!

- Everybody get into somebody else's thing. - [Laughing, Chattering]

- Here come the other people. - Yeah, here we go again.

- Follow along, man. - I'll be you.

- Uh, down here. - [Woman Giggles]

Christy, what about Jane? Quiet!

Go!

The country's not ready to change because, like, there are all these people...

who have dropped out, you know.

They're not gonna buy new cars, they're gonna buy used cars.

It's gonna ruin the car business.

- Henry? - Yes.

- [Squeaks] - [Laughing]

[Henry] Come on, this is still a class. Come on. What is that?

You take it to such an extreme, man.

Going to jail was extreme. You dig?

[Henry] We have to show them what theater was, man.

Like, I'm really scared...

and you're sitting here rapping theater like it's coming up really soon.

You can't change the system within the system.

We can't afford to take the time to teach people.

We gotta do something. We gotta do it now.

Quiet. Change! Everybody change!

- Henry! Henry! - I'm sick of people trying to...

- He's right. - [Chattering, Laughing]

Cheer up, man. What are you looking so grim about?

[Boy] Yeah, "grimmo!"

We've been looking at dead people like him for years now.

[Henry] So you're gonna have more people who are gonna be hurt, more innocent people?

- No. No! - Okay, then where do you start killing?

Where do you start killing? 14? 15? When do they stop being kids and become your enemy?

See?

You're not gonna know anything, man, until somebody's

brains are either laying on the sidewalk...

or they put nerve gas in your backyard, man.

- [Chattering Continues] - Shit.

- Amazing. - I gotta go in front of the draft board.

Are you telling me to go there with a movie camera and take pictures of what's going on?

- No, fart. - Yeah, fart.

- They'll put me on the front lines. - No, they won't.

Just fart at the psychiatrist. Keep on farting.

That's how I got out. I farted my way right out of the recruiting office.

Farting used to work a long time ago.

[Muttering, Indistinct] No.

[Women Laughing]

In the theater...

nobody gets killed, nobody gets hurt.

But in real life, you know, when you're dead, you're dead.

[Moaning]

l really love you.

Bye.

Be good at school.

Dynamite.

No.

[Typing]

[Phone Ringing]

Put your personal belongings in there.

It's the originals.

Good afternoon, gentlemen. I'm P.F.C. Johnson...

and I'm here to give you your induction orientation speech.

Okay, what I've got to tell you is something that's very important to you.

You're not gonna believe it and you're probably not gonna listen to it...

but in six months you're gonna look back and you're gonna say, "Wow."

- I'd like to remind you right off the bat... - [Watch Alarm Buzzing]

these tests before you are just the beginning of your military records.

Okay, now, the reasons for this test are, number one:

the higher your score, the less chance you have of going into the infantry...

crawling on your belly like a reptile in the mud.

You roger that?

Would you read the first line, please?

"F."

"U."

"C."

Fuck you, man!

You bend over and kiss my ass, baby.

All you got to know is, is do I have hemorrhoids?

Anything else is a ritualistic, systematic attempt to degrade me to your level.

Go to work.

- N... - Don't touch me! Don't touch my face!

None of you pigs are gonna touch my nuts or my eyes!

I got a note that says so.

- [Thumping] - [Squeaking]

[Rhythmic Squeaking]

[Squeaking]

[Typing]

So what are you gonna do? What you gonna do?

You gonna sit here? Huh?

You gonna sit here, you assholes?

You gonna bend over for him and piss for him?

And I'm not seeing your snot-sucking psychiatrist, man!

- Move! - You fag, man. You're just a fag! Dig it?

Shut your mouth, buddy, or else you're gonna be using your face for earrings.

Shit. That just really makes... Give me five, brother.

What do you do, man? What do you do?

You stand in here and you dig all these little boys' lizards? Huh?

You want my blood, huh?

- Move it! - Okay.

- I'm not gonna tell you one more time. Move it out. - Okay. Okay, man. Okay.

- I don't wanna... Get out of here. - Okay, man.

We'll see, man! We'll see!

- Sit down, please. - No!

The interview cannot begin until you're seated.

- [Knocks] - Uh, may I fix the phone?

- Oh, yes. Fine. - Fine.

[Gabriel] Fine, yeah, fine.

You miserable cop-out, man. You miserable cop-out.

You're the lowest tub of guts in this rotten place, man.

You and the rest of your headshrinkers and mummy makers...

who endorse this war in army death number, man.

You're supposed to be involved in psychic health, man.

[Panting, Laughing]

Your soul must be so twisted in shit...

it's not to be believed, man!

I'd like to puke in your face!

[Gagging, Shouting]

[Doctor] Get him out of here! Get him out of here!

- [Grunting] - Get him out of here!

Get him out of here!

- [Grunting] - Get him up.

[Screaming]

[Train Whistle Blowing In Distance]

Hector, we cannot be seen chasing one another through campus.

- Now, quit it before I get pissed off. - ## [Bells Chiming]

All you gotta do, you know, to solve the problem is slow down.

Oh, I could really scream.

Are you... Are you... Are you going somewhere?

- Or are you trying to get away from me? - [Man] Hi.

- Hi. - I'm trying... I'm not trying...

- Oh, what's the use? - "I'm trying. I'm not trying. Oh, what's the use?"

I'm supposed to understand that? I'm supposed to

make heads or tails out of that kind of talk?

What does that mean?

I'm not trying to get away from anything.

I simply would like to be by myself for a minute.

Hi. Hi, Hector.

- Hi, Rosemary. How are you? - Oh, I'm just fine. In fact, I'm great.

- [Hector] Great. - Hey, would you give this to Easly?

[Hector] Look, I don't know for sure if I'm gonna see him. You know?

- [Rosemary] Oh, that's okay. - Oh. All right.

You looked really groovy on TV.

- Well, thanks. Thank you. - [Chuckles]

Well, good-bye, Hector.

Bye.

[Thunder Rumbles]

[Man Chattering On TV, Indistinct]

Then just a moment ago, you could see the entire operation.

There's the drogue chute and then the smaller...

[Man On TV] There it is.

- Hey, what's wrong, man? - They're after me, man. They're after me.

Who is?

Shh.

- Who? - Shh, shh!

Okay. Okay. Okay, I gotta get out of here. l gotta get out. The army's after me.

- Army? - I had to freak to beat 'em, man.

- You're drafted? - Drafted?

No, man. No, no. l ain't drafted, man.

What are you looking for?

Oh, man. Sunglasses. Sunglasses, man!

What do you need sunglasses for? What are you doing?

Here's where it's at, man. I freaked out and I beat the shit out of some M.P.s.

And then... And then they really beat the shit out of me.

But now they let me out and they said they're gonna get me.

That's all I know, man. That's all I know.

I don't... I don't know what to say. What do you want me to do?

- Hey, uh, you want me to come with you? - Hell, no, man. No. No.

Do something, man.

Do something before they take it all away from you because that's what they're gonna do.

Do you understand that?

Don't count on anything else, man.

What are you... What are you trying to do?

Wait!

Wait, Gabe! Hey, man!

[Man On TV: Radio Transmission]

[Phone Rings]

[Typing]

Mr. Bloom.

Uh, Mr. Bloom. This is Edgar Warren.

He handles the legal affairs for our club.

- Mr. Warren. - How are you? Glad to meet you.

- Mmm. Oh, Wayde Parker. - Mr. Parker.

How are you? Sit down.

- Will your representative be present? - No.

You're not representing yourself, are you?

Ah, as a matter of fact, yeah, I do represent myself.

- Hmm. - Very good.

[Parker] Mm-hmm.

I might not sign.

I have a few conditions.

We are all ears.

[Exhales] You sell hot dogs for 50 cents.

- You know that? - Do we, Edgar?

Uh, yes. Go on.

Try eating one.

The day I sign, I want you to eat one.

I want it to cost 25 cents.

I want it to taste okay.

- Okay? - [High-pitched Laugh]

[Chuckles] You have a wonderful sense of humor, Bloom.

Well, thank you. Thank you. That's very nice. Uh...

Well, I don't mean to stop the negotiations just

when we're getting our positions defined...

but, Hector, uh, you'll have to fill out this statement of intent...

if you would...

uh, before we can even begin the formalities of the draft.

Draft. Dra... That's pretty funny.

Young man, just what would you do...

if you don't turn professional now, hmm?

I don't know.

[Warren] What's your major?

Greek. [Laughing]

- [Crowd Cheering] - ## [Band: "The Star-Spangled Banner"]

## [Band Continues]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Whistle Blows]

## [Continues]

- ## [Ends] - [Crowd Cheering]

[Whistle Blows]

- [Man Announcing] Foul on number 21. - Foul! Boys! Boys!

- [Angry Shouting] - [Crowd Booing]

[Whistle Blowing]

- Hey! - [Shouting Continues]

[Man] I'm gonna rip off his fuckin' arm!

All right now. Break it up! Break it up! Break it up!

- [Referee] Take a shower, Bloom! - Do you know that?

- How many times does a man... - Aw, just shut up now and listen to me one time!

Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

You blew, then you had to go out and hurt a man because you blew!

Now, I'm blaming nobody, Hector, except myself...

because I have handled you wrong, my friend.

- Don't blame yourself. - Just shut up one minute.

I've handled you wrong because the only thing you understand is tougher. Tougher.

And you know why? Because you are stupid!

[Knocking]

[Knocking]

- [Hector Mutters] - All right.

[Exhales]

Can I come in?

Is it okay?

Whatever.

What's happened?

Nothin'. I got thrown out of the game.

- What for? - Fighting, I guess.

No!

It's not good.

I feel so disconnected.

- [Door Opens, Closes] - That's Richard.

[Richard] Olive.

We're in here.

- Hi, dear. - Hi, Richard.

Hector, I thought you might be here. l looked for you in the locker room after the game.

You look ridiculous.

Yeah, Olive was just telling me the same thing.

It's funny. In the game, they say I look great this way.

I can't cut it anymore.

Staying after school in my underpants.

It bothers me, not knowing what to do next.

Well, you'll turn pro, right?

I don't know.

Well, from watching, Hector, my impression is that you enjoy the game.

I do at times...

certain moments.

Well, that's all there is... certain moments. That's all there is to anything.

It doesn't have anything to do with anything.

It doesn't change anything.

It doesn't take you anywhere.

What are you talking about, Hector?

It's something you can do. It's something people admire you for.

It's something you can get your hands on.

You tell him, Olive.

I don't want to talk about it.

I-I'd like to hear it. I'd like to.

Oh. Okay.

You envy him because he can move his ass.

And all he wants to do...

is sit around here and shake his head about it.

- No, I don't want to just... - Honey, you don't have to do that.

I don't want to talk about it.

You two can sit here all night and talk about it.

I don't want to talk about it.

You two are just right for each other.

A couple of big babies.

I'm gonna... leave.

- I'm gonna... - Yeah, go ahead.

- Yeah. - You gonna, uh...

I'm gonna go.

- Okay. - You... You gonna go upstairs?

Yeah. Yeah.

[Door Closes]

[Crowd Cheering]

[Man On TV] You know that after Colonel Glenn's triumphant flight, in New York City...

Do you know what we're doing while they're parading?

Yeah. Pretty funny.

[Man] Well, you know, I don't think today's motorcade...

We're being sterilized by the death ray.

Our brains are literally being electrified into neon gas...

by this piece of history.

Ha!

History, my balls!

My balls are history.

They faked the whole goddamn moon shot in Phoenix!

Do you hear that, paper people of America? Huh?

I'm going.

Hey! This is the instrument...

of death of our times.

Of our times!

Save the child!

�Arriba la revoluci�n!

[Shouting, Grunting]

[Boy Crying]

- [Panting] - [Clanging]

[Grunts, Shouts]

[Grunts, Shouts]

[Grunting]

[Clattering]

[Boy Crying]

Hey. Hey, you want that Jell-O, man?

[Chattering]

- Look at him one-hand the ketchup. Very good. - [Laughing]

What's... What's the record? Seventy feet for a one-hand ketchup throw?

Here's your gum, man.

- Why don't we pass the meat over here? - [Laughs]

How's your roast, Bucky?

- Here's your gum, man. - [Chattering]

- It's grown natural biotic. - Gourmet's nightmare.

I guess you're natural biotic then.

[Chuckling, Chattering]

[Chattering Stops]

[Exhales] Been working on my attitude.

Well, your training table privileges have been canceled.

You can sit down, if you like, but you can't eat.

Come on. What does that mean?

What does it mean?

It means that your teammates are gonna vote on whether or not to suspend you.

Is that so?

You think about it.

- Hey, Hector. - [Bell Tolling]

Hey, man. Hey!

Come on. Let's talk about it.

Is this a joke? Some kind of joke, man?

You know I'm not for suspending you, right?

- Great. - Hey, it's nothing.

You'd do the same for me.

Who are these people? Who are these people?

Well, Bullion thinks he's been too lenient with you, man.

I mean, he's more upset over you slugging that guy than missing practice.

- Hi, Hector. - Missing practices... Hi. Hey.

Missing practices. Hey, is this a joke?

- It looks bad for the team, man. - It looks bad for the team.

What do I owe the team? l like to play basketball, I play basketball.

Big number. Now, what is this? Is this a secret society?

Are we Shriners or what, man? Because I'm not.

They think it's the right thing to do, and they want you there when they vote.

Gabriel's right. They're trying to add inches to their dicks at my expense.

How you guys doing?

- Hey, you seen Gabriel around? - No, I haven't.

- See you guys later. - All right. Take it easy, Chang.

I'll tell 'em what your response was.

Eas?

I, uh... I really appreciate what you're doing.

I like to win too, man.

I mean, it's healthy. It's fruit. Do you know what I mean?

Apricots are never on any diet l ever ate.

Now, do you want to hear this recipe?

All right. Go ahead. I hate it already.

[Woman On P.A.] Produce department, line 05.

- Yeah? So? - Are you stealing here?

Olive, please.

- Do you steal? - Shh.

- So, what about the recipe? - How long have you been stealing?

For years.

Why?

It excites me.

Sexually?

[Woman On P.A.] Mrs. Nelson, please come to register one.

- Hi. - [Woman] Hi.

I'll see you, Olive. l got some more things to pick up.

Hector, I'm not seeing you anymore.

Wait.

No, Hector, you wait.

I'm trying to tell you something real.

Mr. Bloom, can we have your autograph?

- Thank you. - Olive.

I'm pregnant.

Pregnant?

Richard and I are very happy.

Whose is it?

Hector, why make this more painful?

It's mine, right?

Have you been balling him?

[Inhales] l hate you for this!

- I'm asking you for a reason! - What?

I got the clap.

[Inhales]

If you follow me, I'll call the police.

Do you know what you're doing?

Do you know what you're doing?

Huh?

Olive!

[Man] Crazy!

Shut up!

[Owl Hooting]

[Wind Whistling]

[Laughing]

What are you... What are you laughing at?

Nothing.

I already had my shots, so...

Besides, I don't feel like it anyway.

- [Laughs] - [Easly] Hello?

- [Laughing Continues] - Hey, Hector.

- [Door Closes] - What's so funny? What is...

- [Laughing Continues] - Hey. Bloom? How you doing, Sylvie?

- Hi, Easly. - What's happening?

Oh, big things are happening.

- You can play if you want to, man. - Oh, terrific.

Now my life is complete.

- [Both Laughing] - [Man Speaks, Indistinct]

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Tonight we're talking to Easly Jefferson here at courtside.

And, Easly, this is the big one, and I'm sure a lot of the fans out there...

would like to know how you feel.

Harry, the hour of sweet revenge is here.

I guess it is the old-fashioned glory that keeps you going, isn't it?

It's the bread.

- Bread? - Bread.

The bread, he says.

Sorry. Good.

I want you to play it straight out there tonight.

I don't want any fooling around at all.

You understand that?

Why not?

- ## [Band: Upbeat] - [Crowd Clapping Rhythmically]

Whoo!

[Crowd Cheering]

[Man On P.A.] Blue Chevrolet, UED 595...

please report to your car in the parking lot.

- All right! - [Chattering]

[Bullion] All the way up!

- [Cheering] - [Announcer] Basket, Bloom.

- Basket by Giblin. - Defense! Play some defense!

[Announcer] Basket to Bloom!

- [Crickets Chirping] - ## [Woman Singing, Faint]

[Woman Singing Blues] # Now it's your turn #

# To cry over me #

- [Meows] - # Every road #

# Has its turning #

- # That's one thing for certain # - [Meows]

# I cry for you #

# What a fool #

# I used to be #

# Now I found you out #

- [Crowd Cheering] - [P.A. Announcer] Basket, Bloom!

[P.A Announcer] Dan Kinney.

[Cheering]

[Announcer] Easly Jefferson.

# Cry for you #

[Dial Tone]

# Now it's your turn #

# To cry over me ##

## [Piano Solo]

[Bird Twittering]

[Twittering]

## [Continues]

[Bird Twittering]

## [Volume Down]

- ## [Off] - [Twittering Continues]

[Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

[Chuckles]

Who's there? Who's down there? Is somebody down there?

You scared the shit out of me, you son of a bitch!

You tell me who you are! [Screaming]

Now, don't scare me like that! Why are you turning those lights on and off?

[Panting]

[Whimpers] Don't you come up here! You can't come up here!

I'll call the p... [Screaming]

[Clattering]

[Groans]

[Twittering]

[Twittering Continues]

## [Band: Drums]

- [Cheering] - [P.A. Announcer] That's hit by Mr. Bloom!

## [Band]

[Bullion] Keep it up. Keep it up.

[Whistle Blows]

- [Cheering] - [Announcer] Basket, Jollop.

[Cheering]

- [Cheering] - Basket by Bloom.

[Hooting Sounds]

[Chittering]

[Hooting, Chittering]

[Screams]

- [Screaming Continues] - [Growling]

[Growling]

[Screaming, Panting]

[Screaming, Grunting]

Gabriel.

[Laughing]

- God! - Olive.

Gabriel! [Laughing]

How dare you come in here? How dare you come in here?

[Screams] No! Gabriel, no! Put that down.

You're a big boy now. Oh, God!

Help me! Help me!

Help me, help me, help me!

- [Grunting] - [Gabriel Growling]

I'll kill you, you stupid asshole!

- [Growling] - Get away from me!

[Screams]

[Hysterical Shouting, Gasps]

[Heavy Breathing]

- [Screams] Gabriel, cut it out! - [Hysterical Laughing]

Help... [Screaming]

- Get out of here, goddamn it! - [Gabriel Shouting]

Aw, enough of this shit!

- You want me, goddamn it? - [Screaming]

[Crowd] Ten, nine, eight...

seven, six...

five, four, three, two, one!

[Blows]

[Crowd Cheering]

[Crowd Chanting] We're number one! We're number one! We're number one!

We're number one! We're number one!

We're number one! We're number one!

We're number one! We're number one!

We're number one! We're number one! We're number...

[Gabriel Grunting]

[Panting]

You're right.

You're right. You're right.

What do you mean, I'm right? I'm right?

- I do want you. - [Grunts] I'm right!

You're right.

- [Panting] - Take your clothes off.

- You want me? - I do want you.

- Yeah. What'd you do to Bloom? - I did. I fucked everyone.

- And Frazier? - I fucked him. I love you. I love you.

- Yeah. - [Gabriel Panting]

- I'm right? - Oh, yes, you're right.

- I'm right! - Oh, you are.

I'm right. I'm right!

[Shouts]

- [Screaming] - I'll kill you!

[Screaming Continues]

Oh, God! [Screaming]

- I'll kill you! - No! Hector! Hector!

- When I catch you, I'll kill you! - [Screaming] Oh, God!

- [Screaming Continues] - I'll kill you!

- He's crazy! He's crazy! - [Hector] What's the matter?

- I'll kill her. - Let him go! Let him go!

- Get him out of here! - Okay. What's the matter?

- Gabriel, go away! - [Gabriel] I'm cool! I'm cool! - [Hector] Shut up!

- Get him out of here! - Let me tell you something. She likes it!

She wants it. Look! Look at her!

- Get him out of here! - She does, man.

- Will you shut your mouth? - Go away, please!

She's a bitch, man! She turns you on and then she backs off!

[Tires Screech]

Gabriel! Gabriel!

What's the matter with Gabriel? He almost got himself killed.

- All right. What's going on? - Gabriel...

- It has nothing to do with Gabriel! - [Olive Screams]

- Let her tell it, will you? - Richard, I'm sorry. Olive's coming with me.

Shut up and let her talk, will you?

- Honey, tell me what this is all about. - Come with me.

It's-It's... It's right, you know? It's the only way...

- Are you crazy? Take your hands off her. - It's the only way. Don't tell me what to do!

I'm not...

going with anybody...

anywhere.

I'm me.

[Sniffles]

I'll kill you.

[Running Footsteps]

[Sniffles, Scoffs]

Kill me.

[Bell Tolling]

[Hissing]

[Frogs Croaking]

[Hissing]

[Rattling]

[Squeaking]

Hmm. Come out.

There we go.

Come on. Yeah.

[Cackling]

[Places Container On Table]

Oh. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[Chuckling]

Whoop. Whoop. [Slapping Thigh]

Pigs.

Too late, colleagues. Too late.

Hold it!

That won't be necessary.

I want you to know one thing...

that I'm totally sane.

Do you understand?

I'm seeing you exactly...

as you're seeing me.

I'm sane.

I'm right and I'm sane.

I'm right and I'm sane.

I want you all to know I'm sane.

I want to stand trial. You understand that?

That's right. I'm right.

I'm totally straightened out. You hear that?

I'm sane.

I want to stand trial. I'm right.

Totally straightened out here.

[Bells Chiming]

- Wait a minute! Open this door! - Get off!

[Bells Chiming Continues]

Your mother called!

Your mother called!

[Quiet Chattering]

[Quiet Chattering Continues]