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Hi there! Ginger Peabody.

Nice to meet ya.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

Wait... J... Just let me

get this straight.

You want us to play

a full-court game...

against the Lady Armadillos,

the state champs,

who are 30 years younger than us?

Three games.

What?

If we sell out three games,

we can make 15 grand on concession

stand and admission proceeds.

I figure we can raise the

rest with a bettin' pool.

Hell, men around here

write you off after 40,

so I know they'll bet against us.

All we have to do is bet on

ourselves to win the pool.

That, and win two

out of the three games.

I have not stepped foot on a

basketball court in over 30 years.

So we'll practice.

When people hear that it's for charity,

the whole town will pay to come watch us.

Maybe I don't want the whole town watching

me make a fool of myself playing basketball.

No, I can't do it.

I'm sorry.

I know. Listen, listen.

Just come shoot baskets with us

Thursday night and then decide.

Who's "us"?

Florine.

She's committed.

Absolutely not!

No way, Jose!

Florine, you said you'd

do anything for Tess.

That's just a figure of speech...

like "Break a leg" or "I'm all

ears" or "Have a nice day."

Nobody means those things

literally.

I'm too old to play basketball.

We're all too old to play basketball.

Ginger's committed.

Well, bless Ginger's heart,

but Ginger's not the mayor.

Do you know how hard it is for a black

woman in these parts to get elected mayor?

This town's 90% white.

I'm not saying people here

are behind the times,

but some are still trying to adjust

to Bill Cosby being a doctor.

Are you saying playing

basketball's too black for you?

I'm saying I have

different priorities.

People think just because I took

over this job when J.C. died...

that I don't have what it

takes to get reelected.

Well, I'll prove them wrong by becoming the

first elected black mayor of Burning Bush.

I hate to burst your

civil rights bubble,

but any idiot in this town

who wouldn't vote for you...

'cause you act too black

or come on too strong...

isn't gonna vote for you, period.

Why do you want this job anyway?

You don't even get a proper office.

What do you call this?

J.C. was a damn good

mayor for 10 years.

I intend to honor that

and keep his memory alive.

I understand you wantin'

to honor him and all, but...

Oh, and you'd understand about

losing a husband, would you?

Oh.

Florine, I'm sorry.

Look, I think that you are the

most capable person in this town,

but lately, you've been

pretendin' to be all proper.

But I can see, you need to

get your game on again.

I said no.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have important work to do.

I have to call the paper and let them know

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