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varsity volleyball in the Pac-10.

He's a legend in volleyball, so I want you

to listen carefully to everything he says...

because he's very, very bright.

How many balls

do I have in my hand?

- Uh, Billy, I'm not driving.

- Oh, good.

Yo, here comes the new girl.

Mamacita, what's up?

You ready to take care

ofbusiness?

Come. Mi casa.

- Hi, I'm Billy Cole. I'm the head coach.

- I'm Corazon.

Nice hands.

Very... Very strong.

- You could be a hitter.

- Oh, s, seor.

Let's kick some rich, white, "hire my cousin

for minimum wage," Westside ass.

Hey, gringo, are you coming?

That's attitude.

Get the gum.

Let's get a nice volley going.

Control the ball, Champagne.

Keep your feet moving, guys.

Good serve.

Whoo-hoo!

- Are you kiddin' me?

Bend over. Show me that thing.

- God!

I like that hand motion.

Lose your suit

while you're at it.

Why don't you let some real pros

show you how it's done?

Hey, guys.

Enjoy yourself. You know,

it's a free beach. Do whatever you want.

Enjoy yourself,

but, uh, you're just...

you're right on the borderline

of becoming a**holes.

Whoa! What's the problem there,

pimp daddy?

No, no, no, no. I'm the pimp,

he's the daddy. We're a team.

Billy, uh, you guys got a problem?

Yeah. What are you

gonna do about it, stoner?

- Dude, I'm gonna kick your ass, man.

- Hey, hey, hey.

It's okay, Jackson.

Hey, Crystal.

- Yeah.

- Why don't we show these boys how we play balls?

Oof!

- Yeah, let's do that.

- Now you're talking.

Yeah, yeah.

- Play to seven.

- Ease back, ladies and gentlemen. We got a game.

Yeah, you're goin' down!

- That's how you do it. That's a start.

- Yeah.

Aha!

This is not good

for their confidence.

- You gotta believe, Pop. It's comin' together.

- Yeah.

- Look, see?

- Hmm. Yeah.

Come on!

Show these punks who's boss!

Good, very good.

- You got lucky. You got lucky.

- All right. All right.

Let's teach these

pendejos a lesson.

Yeah. You got it, girl.

All right, girl,

let's see what you've got now. Whoo!

Hey, boys!

- Uuh!

- Dude!

Well, I guess that's game.

We won!

Yes!

I can't believe it!

She broke my freakin' nose!

- Come on. Let's get out of here. Come on.

- Yeah, I wanna go home.

Crystal!

Yes, Billy?

- Nice rack.

Cocaptains.

- Is that good?

- You see what we did?

We worked on that move for a long...

That's one of those wardrobe malfunctions.

Excuse me.

Are you their manager?

- Who wants to know?

- We're throwing a bachelor party...

and we were wondering how much

to book the volleyball team.

- Billy Cole... manager, coach, agent.

- Pleasure.

I don't know if we can really afford 'em.

We only have two grand.

- Most of that's going to booze.

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