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to pay a dime in alimony.

27.50.

No, I'm not gonna lose

to him again.

Who says we're gonna lose?

Has your elevator stopped

going to the top floor?

Thanks, but no, thanks.

Well, we're practicin' Thursday night

at 7:
30 if you change your mind.

And remember, this is for Tess.

Bye.

Shannon, will you quit readin'

that thing and get back to work.

It's not like this job is hard.

Well, I'm goin' for a smoke break.

Okay.

They're your lungs.

They are.

Mom?

Mom?

What are you doing here?

I'm meeting with Coach Slaughter

to schedule the games.

Oh, God. I can't believe you're

really serious about this.

I mean, personally, Mrs. H.,

I just wanna say...

I think it is so brave that y'all are

gettin' back out on the court...

after all these years.

Well, thank you, Millie.

Mom, have you thought about the physical

shape you need to be in to do this?

Of course.

I'm givin' us time to train.

Well, I mean, I know we're all

really looking forward to it.

So are we.

See ya on the court.

Oh, my God.

I cannot believe that your mom

is actually gonna do that!

I'm so embarrassed.

I mean, I would die.

I actually would just die.

It would benefit the mobile unit.

Tess's Traveling Titty Tester?

Mrs. Humphrey, I have my

reputation to think about.

It took me years to whip

my girls into winners.

They may be girls,

but they're still champs.

And you don't follow up a state championship

with a touchy-feely game like this...

even if it is for a good cause.

Mind if I dip?

No.

Yeah. Clementine said you'd be

afraid she might beat you again.

What does my ex-wife

have to do with this?

Oh. Didn't I mention?

She's on our team.

All the more reason to steer clear.

That woman's trouble.

Wait a minute. What do you mean I'd

be afraid she'd beat me again?

You know, with the

divorce trial and all.

I won that one...

in the eyes of the court

and of the Lord.

You know how people gossip.

Some are bound to believe her and

think that you won't play us...

'cause you're afraid

you might lose.

Afraid of losing to her?

That lazy tramp smokes

a pack a day!

Let's hope the school board doesn't

think that you're afraid...

to play a lazy tramp

who smokes a pack a day.

Beth?

You and your ladies...

And I use that term loosely

considering Clementine's involved...

are gonna have to stay within

20 points of me and my girls...

in this first game.

Otherwise, there won't be

a second or a third.

Thank you.

It's a deal.

I know you mean well,

but it's a crazy idea.

Look, Beth.

I don't want you to embarrass

yourself or your daughter.

Well, may the best girl win.

Mom, you're not a girl!

No matter how immature

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