All You Got Page #5

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Um, we were looking

for a weight room

and we didn't quite find one.

And where's the trainer?

'Cause I need to be

professionally stretched out

so I don't tweak a hamstring.

GABBY:

Coach, can we get someone

in here to do our nails

'cause mine are

looking kinda toe-up?

(girls laugh)

All right, ladies.

Have a seat, lady,

you're late.

Practice starts every day,

the same time.

LAUREN:

Got it.

And we're on time.

Okay.

Take a look around.

There's a lot of talent

on this field.

That's the good news.

The bad news is I only had

one senior last year.

And I can only carry ten.

Some of y'all ain't

gonna be here in six weeks.

Do the math.

Tryouts start right now.

(blowing whistle)

Let's go, move it!

MAN:

That's it. Good work.

COACH:

Hit those cones!

Hit those cones!

Tryout starts right now!

? ?

COACH:

This is not a game!

GIRL:

Coach, me, too?

Yes, you, too!

I want everybody doing push-ups!

How many?

I want

everybody down.

Down!

Down?

Down is down.

The ground.

I want everybody down,

down, down.

(girls whimpering)

When I say up, I want

you up. Down.

(girls chuckle)

You want laps or you want this?

(scattered):

Laps.

All right. I want

a hundred laps.

Give me a hundred laps.

Give me a hundred laps.

Are you kidding me?

(whistle blows)

Huddle up! Huddle up!

Are we done yet?

Are we done yet?

You guys are tired?

You guys are tired?

You want to quit?

ALL:

No.

You guys tired?

ALL:

No!

You want to quit?

No.

Well, I'm tired.

Coach, you take it over.

I'm going to go in.

What?

Letters, letters again.

Let's go.

Smells like the Metro

in Paris in here.

That a good thing?

Girl, haven't you been anywhere?

Yo, let the Madonnas go first.

You know, since, you guys

have a bus to catch and all.

Thank you.

BECCA:

Man, there's not

any hot water.

This place is

so prehistoric.

At least there's soap.

It's pee-pee!

Ugh!

Oh, my God. That is

so disgusting.

(mimicking):

Oh, my God. Like I totally got

like piss all over my hands.

Like, oh, my God.

Don't worry, mama. People's

urine is sanitary.

You want some?

You want some of this?

You know what?

What is up with you?

If our school hadn't

burned down,

we wouldn't be

in this dump.

I can't believe

they would even come up

with something like that.

That's disgusting.

Like who would ever...?

Ugh! Please don't do that again.

That was just wrong.

What is her problem?

I don't know. She's

got an attitude.

We'll adjust it.

Don't worry about it.

God, is Gabby ever

in a good mood?

Cut her some slack.

Her father just died.

He did?

Yeah, he died in the fire

saving your school.

Oh, my God.

Poor girl.

Oh, do you mind?

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