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-You saw that? -Yeah!
Yo, that nigga jammed it on his dome, man.
-Yo, man.
I told you to stop saying stupid shit like that.
-I'm a minority. I can say what I want.
And that nigga dunked it on his head.
-You can't say shit like that. You not a nigga.
You got it, nigga?
-Whatever. Hey, man, we should get a team and come out here.
-Yeah, man, if you wanna get killed, we can come out here.
-Oh-oh, got it.
-One of these guys supposedly played with the nets for a year.
I bet that's him. -What?
Back in the day with j-kidd, right?
No wonder that nigga is so nice. -Yo, practice.
-What did I just tell you about saying that shit?
- Hey, yo, Saint. -Yeah?
-Hey, you know if that coach from Cornell is comin' again?
-Yeah, I think so.
-Alright. -Hey, ant.
You should Jack that move, yo, show off your handle, you know?
Ha! Ha! Ha!
-Yo, watch that shit.
How do you eat that right before practice?
-'Cause that nigga don't play, that's why.
-Shut up. -"Shut up! Shut up!"
-Man!
-I'm gonna fucking kill you! I'm gonna fucking kill you!
-Why are you usin' me? -Gonna kill you, bro!
-Take it, take it!
You don't wanna be last, hakim! You don't wanna be last!
-Muscle up!
-Taste it!
-Muscle up, muscle up!
Stop!
White, red. Gimme, uh, five on the clock.
We're gonna work the offense.
Clean, crisp passes.
Otherwise you will run until you throw up.
Garbage can's in the corner.
-Yo.
You heard jimenez dropped 42 last week?
-So what? Saint's done that before.
-Yeah, but the whole team had 50.
-Well, I guess he didn't have a lot of assists then, huh?
- Hey, Dunn.
Go red. And I want you guarding Anthony.
Ian, you down there.
-Let's do this then, motherfucker.
- Alright, hustle up. Intensity, intensity. Let's go.
-I got red.
- Come on, hakim, lead 'em.
Let's go! Look alive! - Keep movin', guys.
Keep movin'.
- There you go.
Easy.
-I'm sorry. -Alright, bitch.
You'd better not get too tired.
-Let's go. Let me see some defense. Get low.
-Hey, coach, which should I run?
-Golden state. -Come on.
-I'm coming for you! Ah, fuck.
- Aah!
-Hey, Dunn, Saint's lighting you up!
Play defense!
-That's fucking it for you!
Right here. Right here.
- Way to go, Billy!
- Hey, Saint, toughen up, man! -It's like all day!
Ooh! Barbecued chicken, bitch!
-We gotta get him used to getting hit
'cause everybody's gonna do that.
-Run the offense.
-You're not even gonna see
the fucking ball anymore.
-Is that so? -I'm like glue.
Like white on rice. Like me on your girl.
-Come on, come on. Swing it, swing it, swing it.
- There it is.
Hey, shooter..
Shoot the ball, shooter! He's gotta shoot that.
-I know you're only passing it 'cause you're scared.
Oh, I got the mouse!
I got the mouse in the house!
Mouse in the house!
-Get on the floor! Get on the floor, that's it!
Goddamnit, Billy!
-Hey, sorry I'm late, dad. -Yeah.
You gonna be able to record it?
-Yeah, I'll do it on my phone.
-No, it sounds like shit.
Last time i could barely hear it.
-I'll plug it directly into the mic.
It'll be good. It'll be good. -Yeah.
Hello, everyone.
Uh, tonight, we will continue our series
on fiction writing.
Tonight's topic will be..
"Bringing a character to life.
The novelist as midwife."
Please help me welcome professor Lee Keller.
-Thank you. Thanks for your Patience.
What goes into defining a character?
Is it their actions or..
...is it what they feel inside?
Hopefully in fiction, it's both.
- Were there a lot of people?
-Well, their advertising budget is about enough
for a bagel and a cup of coffee, so surprise, there weren't.
-Everybody was pretty engaged though.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
You should buy an iPad, dad.
You could do the slide show right
from there and record it too. It would look nice.
It's really cool. -Good idea.
-And it'd probably be on time too.
Wouldn't it?
Right? -Yeah, probably.
-Anybody from your class come?
-What is this, an interview? No.
There wasn't a single, solitary soul from my class.
Maybe if I was lecturing about how to tweet
while instagramming, they would be there.
-I'd really like to learn how to do that.
-Oh, yeah? It's dead simple. -Mm-hmm.
-Let me tell you. Blah, blah, blah.
-So, um, it looks like I'm gonna get
that promotion to senior manager.
-No way. -Yup.
I mean, it'll mean weekends, but the pay is good, so..
-You charmed them into it, didn't you?
-I don't know.
-I can't say I blame them.
-So are you gonna tell me what happened?
-Elbow. -Hmm.
Billy? -Yeah.
Mom, I'm, I'm eating.
-Well, he is aggressive, but you need that on your team.
-You have like a burning desire
to look at it from all sides?
-I do. Hot, hot.
-Hey, get up.
I'm gonna show you how to avoid being elbowed.
-Lee. -What?
-Lee, we're, we're eating.
-Come on, it'll take ten seconds. -Can you just..
-Alright. - Alright.
So I'm you and you're bill.
You got it? -I got it.
-So I'm the shooter. Right?
And I'm the man, bro.
You can't stop me. Right?
I'm gonna light you up.
-Jesus.
-Oh, back it up.
Back it up!
Yeah, punk. Punk. Right?
So, uh, I got the ball, you know, I'm gonna shoot.
Where you gonna be? -I'm gonna be right here.
-Oh, well, what's Anthony gonna do?
Huh? You gonna shoot it?
-No, not with the defender right here.
-Wrong.
You are gonna shoot it. Like this.
-Lee! -Whoa.
-Jesus.
-That's not my foul.
-Honey, you alright? -I'm fine, I'm fine.
-And nobody's ever gonna guard you that close again.
Guaranteed.
-I'm gonna go get you some ice.
-Why are you getting him ice? He said he's fine.
Right? -I'm, I'm fine.
I don't need ice.
-Take this, please.
-So, um, what's going on with your novel, dad?
- Well, I had a major breakthrough.
I'm gonna rework the entire beginning
and give every character their own chapter before they meet.
-Hmm. -Yeah.
-That sounds great. -Mm-hmm.
-Does that mean a lot more work?
-It just means throwing a bunch of shit out
but if you're afraid of work, you're not a writer.
- Yo, Saint, man, Billy fucked you up.
-No, man, I'm good. I'm good. -No, it's not good, man.
If we don't got you, we don't win, so he's gotta back off.
-Or I'm gonna lay that nigga out.
-Hey, what'd I say about that, man?
-I mean -- I mean, i will lay him out. -Stop.
Alright. -Yo, hey, ant.
Try to get us up by a lot on Friday, alright, so I can get in.
Yo, my aunt Janice is coming from tarrytown
with her daughters, and they are hot.
-Whoa! -So I want them to see me play.
-Yo, that shit is gross, man. -What?
-Those are your cousins, bro.
-What? -What's up?
-No, it's not. That's not true.
-Yes, it is. Those are your cousins.
-Your aunt's kids are your cousins, man.
That's disgusting. -Fucking idiot.
Yo, how'd they let you into this school?
-Bitch, shut up. -"Shut up!"
I love that line. That's like his signature.
- Anthony.
Can I see you?
-Anthony. Hey. -What's up?
Um, I gotta go, alright?
-Okay. -"Anthony, can I see you?"
"Come to my office, Anthony."
-I'm as old as a dinosaur.
- So, uh..
...how you feeling about the play-offs?
-I feel good. Excited.
- And, uh, what's happening on the college front?
-Hopefully, uh, Cornell.
-Alright. That would be a dream come true, right?
-Yeah.
-Listen, I don't like involving students in this
but we haven't received your tuition check
for second semester yet.
I -- I wouldn't ask you, but, uh
I haven't been able to reach your parents.
I'm sure they're just busy.
-Yeah, I'm really sorry about that.
I will definitely let them know.
-Alright, li -- listen
we're really proud of you, Anthony.
- So it's true.
That's your spot.
I heard some tenth graders who worship you talking about it.
-Yeah, I guess it's my spot.
Kind of.
-You know, they come down here and they pretend to be you.
It's actually kind of lame.
-As lame as having to take gym as a senior?
I'm sorry.
-What did Wilson want? -Nothin'.
He's just askin' how it's going.
-Hmm. Everybody loves Anthony.
How'd you get that?
I -- I don't understand you.
-I am sorry.
- For what?
-For bein' a shitty boyfriend.
-You are a shitty boyfriend. -Yeah, I just said --
-yeah, but I wanted to say it too.
Just over here on the right.
-I'll call you later, okay?
-Yeah, right.
- The story isn't without merit.
You know, there are some pretty good descriptive passages.
That's hard to do
but your perspective is all over the place.
You know, it's fine to shift perspective
if you do it on purpose
but what's not okay is shifting perspective
just because you can't find another way
to get your point across.
-How do you know i didn't shift on purpose?
Like a definitive stylistic choice?
-I can only hope you didn't do it on purpose
based on what I read.
-So you're saying your interpretation of my material
is more valid than my intention?
I mean, that just doesn't seem fair.
-It's not fair? Oh, no.
Well, at a certain point, intention doesn't matter.
It's about what you do.
- Yeah, I didn't wanna stress out mom.
I know she's working, like, a thousand hours a week, so.
-Yeah, you did the right thing.
She'd probably just flip out.
How dare they talk to you about it?
They said they, they couldn't get in touch with you.
That's all.
It was just probably a misunderstanding, so..
-Hey, look, I'll take care of it, alright?
And I'll remind them that you are the fucking star
of their high school.
-Leo! -Micky. Hey.
Yeah, stoli on the rocks
and a coke with as many maraschino cherries
as you can cram in the glass for this giant.
-Your dad's been threatening to bring me down to a game.
-Last thing he needs is your kind of luck.
-But yours is welcome? -Hey, you bet.
-My favorite shooting guard! -What's up, uncle Charlie?
-How are you? -Good.
-Hey, Mick, can I get a bitters and soda, please?
Are you using that move I showed you?
For when they try and keep you off the boards?
You'll get two put backs a game, at least, with this.
That punk last week sealed you every time.
You hook him under here, you spin him around.
-You know that's a foul, right?
-Not if nobody sees it.
Everyone's looking up here at the ball.
You go down there, you grab his knee, you take all his power.
It worked in my time. -Yeah.
Let me guess, you also used to walk
to school barefoot in the snow?
Was that you too? -No. That was your father.
By the time I came around, they invented shoes.
-Hey, Micky..
-I need to ask you for a credit card or something, Leo.
They're makin' everybody settle up.
You're kidding, right? -I got a card, Lee. Here.
-Hey, put that away, Charlie.
-You want me to settle up?
-It's high.
-Okay. Double or nothin'.
Yeah, yeah. Hey, Bobby, the Knicks are gonna come out of this timeout.
Melo's gonna hit a three from the top of the key, promise.
What do you say?
-Go ahead.
-Alright.
-It's a grand.
-Yeah, I know.
-Grand, shmand. -Dad, are you sure?
-Yeah, yeah, they run this all the time.
- The magic here at the garden.
The celtics are a matinee affair next Sunday
but right now, the Knicks just thinking about tonight.
The Knicks are in a heap of trouble right now.
Pelicans have a foul to give.
Knicks have two timeouts remaining.
-Get it to melo. Get it to melo.
- Knicks have no hot hands.
No one is hot right now.
Melo's been taken out..
-See? -Shoot that. Shoot that!
- Anthony puts it up.
-I'm a free man!
-Lucky fucking Lee. -That's right.
Never doubt it, Mick. You never doubt it.
Now give my boy a steak, and put it on my tab.
Anything you want.
-Hey, ant, what do you say, rangers or capitals?
-I don't know hockey, but, uh..
I say rangers 'cause they're from New York.
-That's what i keep telling him.
-Yeah? -Stay put.
-There we go.
-Jesus fucking Christ. -I got you.
-I got him, I got him, i got him.
I'm gonna take him to bed.
He's fine, he's fine. -Alright.
-Goodnight.
-You got him? -Yeah, no, he's -- he's fine.
-That's a phenomenal kid you got.
-You're tellin' me.
-Let's go. There you go.
-You're a genius, kid.
- Hey, how's grace?
- History.
- Charlie. That was, what? Like, a month?
-Well, something was missin'.
And plus she smoked one of those Bluetooth cigarette things.
-Picky.
-Okay, I'm gonna get out of here.
-Thanks, uncle Charlie. -Alright.
-See you later. -Okay.
-Hey, thanks for getting him home.
-You're welcome.
-Alright, honey, I'm gonna go check on him.
-Okay. -There's Indian in the fridge.
-Okay, thank you. -Alright.
- There's an alien in the fridge?
-Indian. - My jacket's on.
-Let me help you with that.
Come here.
Alright. This one first.
Yeah. There we go.
Okay.
-That nigga be on my shit.
His tighty whities might be too tight or something.
You know what I'm talking about! Mr. vahena!
Well, he'll be like, he'll be like this.
Look, look, look.
- What?
-Um, sir, i must ask you please
the declension of the word deus.
This is something that should be second nature to you, Mr. hakim.
Something that should be in your bloodstream by now
like part of your testicles.
-He hates you. - He's racist.
I'm trying to tell you all 'cause I do all my work, okay?
I participate. -What?
I, I don't think askin' to go to the bathroom
is really participating, but..
I don't know --
- okay. - Look.
I drink a lot of water before I get to class, okay?
I gotta stay hydrated.
You know how I feel about my h20. Alright?
You know that. You know that.
You know I like water.
You know what I'm saying? See, I don't --
-yo, we're gonna take off.
- Yo, we got practice in like 20 minutes, man.
-I'll see you guys in a bit.
-You know what they gonna do gonna take like two minutes.
Tops.
Hey, you know you got a quick release, boy!
-Okay. I've been working on this beat for a little bit.
Alright?
-What the fuck you gonna do, huh?
Huh? What the fuck you gonna do?
-Yeah, I know you knew.
-What about if I got, like, a faberge egg?
Wouldn't that be amazing?
-Hey. Hey, honey.
-Oh, Saint!
How was practice, man?
-It's fine. What's goin' on?
-Oh, we're just having a little celebration. - Oh, we're, uh..
-About what? -About your mom bein' wrong.
-Oh, shut up.
Your father had a little luck.
-We all had a little luck.
-And that does not mean that I'm condoning betting.
-Oh, no, you'd never condone it.
You wouldn't take a risk.
-Oh, I married you, didn't I? -Oh, good one.
-I knew you'd like that one.
-Alright. I'm gonna, I'm gonna take a shower.
-Wait, wait, wait. Hey.
Come on. Don't you wanna know?
Aren't you curious how much we won?
You're the one that picked the rangers in the first place.
-Sure.
-Ten grand.
-Holy.. -Holy's right.
-That's a -- that's a lot.
What if you lost? -Eh!
"What if you lost?"
You're definitely your mother's son.
What if we lost it?
-Aah.
-Congratulations. -You too.
I would've picked the capitals.
What do I know?
-I'm gonna take a shower.
-Okay, yeah. Clean up.
Get ready for the, uh..
The celebratory dinner.
We're gonna, we're gonna pull out the, the, the.. -Alright, alright, alright.
-The chinet.
-Yeah, I'll be out in a minute.
- Hey. -Jesus, mom.
I'm naked in here. -Sorry.
I can't see anything.
Everything good? -Everything is great.
Everything's great.
-Here. Let me do that for you. -I got it.
-Yeah, no, I'm..
Thank you. I am your mother.
I know about the tuition.
Anyway, I'll make sure it's all taken care of.
-Sounds great.
-You remember our dark dates?
-No, I don't.
-You'd climb into the bed
and we'd watch TV until your father came home.
All cozied up.
You'd hang on me like a little monkey.
-Yeah.
-And now you're gonna leave.
Get some sleep. Big game tomorrow.
-Yo, yo, you see them?
-No. -Look, look, look.
Turns out they're not my real cousins, so that's good.
-That's great, man.
-Hey, honey.
-Nice.
Hey, darlin', how you doin'? There you go.
-Yo, yo, yo, your team is right here.
-Coach. Glad you could make it.
-Ray. How are the boys playing?
-Oh, uh, good. Focused and ready to go.
-No repeat of last year's play-off?
-No, no. I think that experience hurt enough.
They don't want a repeat.
-Lookin' at the positives. -Yes, sir.
Hey, I was hopin' i could take you out
for a beer after the game.
Maybe talk about that assistant coaching vacancy.
That's kind of you, coach, but i-i gotta get back to school.
-Oh, alright.
-Good luck. -Thank you.
-Do your thing out there.
We'll talk more when you come up next week.
-Alright, coach.
-Anthony, do you want me to hold that for you?
-No, that's okay. Thank you though.
- Students and parents, welcome to New York City high school
d-1 quarter finals match-up.
Between the riverside deacons
and your Saint Anthony wolves.
-Whatever. She's a total bitch.
-What are we? -Wolves!
-Who are we? -Wolves!
-What are we? -Wolves!
-Let me hear you howl!
-Alright, here we go!
-He got stuck in class.
And he wants to go collect on the win.
-Couldn't you do that so he could see Anthony play?
-Me?
Can you imagine me teachin' English?
- Keep movin', guys. Keep movin'.
-Here we go! -Let's go!
-You know I can't tell him what to do, Jen.
I'm just tellin' you what he told me.
-Alright, as long as we shut down seven
we're in good shape.
-Scouts here? -Yeah, end of the row.
Red shirts.
- Go swing it, swing it. - Right there, right there.
- Up top! Saint!
-Yes! -That's it. Come on.
-Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!
Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!
- Professor.
-Hey, there. I, I was just coming to see you actually.
-Perfect.
-Hey.
-You know what, fellas? We should head outside.
I think security's coming by to lock up any minute.
-I heard you won on the rangers last night.
- I did, yeah.
I sure did.
And, uh, part of my plan was to pay off a piece.
-What a plan.
But I thought I was takin' ten against what you owed me.
-Obviously, I fucked up.
I, uh, I didn't realize that you guys knew each other.
It can't be the first time this has happened, right?
I'll make good for you, both of you.
Period. - Period.
-This is, is like a grammar lesson.
-And what about len?
How does he get paid?
You didn't think we knew about that, did you?
Turns out you like to spread the wealth around.
-Look, I teach at a college, okay?
This is not even a good fucking college
and, but I do have some resources and, uh..
I can come up with everybody's everything.
What I would like to do, if you'd allow me
is to put the ten i won on Michigan state.
-No.
-I understand. Of course.
Why would you?
If you'll excuse me, i have a game.
My -- my -- my son has a game.
I got a game to catch. Heh.
- Good job, ant! Let's go!
Good d!
-Yes!
-Timeout, gray. Both sides in.
-Alright, alright! That's what I'm talking about!
-Let's go, baby. -Alright, keep the pressure on. Don't let up.
And, Anthony, you keep lookin' for your shot.
-Coach, you gonna put any subs in?
-What?
-They should get some play-off time.
What -- what about Gil? We've been working after practice.
I know he can bring the ball up against these guys, no problem.
-Gil, you're going in for Dunn.
Okay? Alright, let's go.
- Let's go! -Hey. You are personally responsible for him.
-Alright, coach.
I'm looking for you, okay?
- ...sub for defense.
Sub for d -ball, the ball, the ball.
-Aah!
-Go get the ball, wong! Go get the ball!
-Cobra. Cobra, pass him.
Deny 15! Deny 15!
- Get it in, get it in, get it in, get it in!
No!
-Hakim, take the ball!
-Gimme, gimme, gimme. Run, run, run all the way!
-What is this guy doin'?
-Give the ball to Anthony.
-Hakim! Hakim!
-Ball!
- Come on, get it in!
No!
- Foul, 14 gray.
-Fuck! Timeout! Sit down! -Come on. Come on.
-I don't know what the fuck is in you kids' heads.
But get your shit together!
- That's your last timeout, coach.
-Goddamnit!
We are not losing this game! Do you hear me?
Dunn, go in for Gil.
Now when Anthony makes the second free throw
we go man.
What, am I speaking Polish?
-I need one on the line, coach.
One's the shooter.
-Shit.
- Alright, here we go. -Alright!
-One and one. On the release.
-You've got it, Gil.
Here we go. - Come on, Gil.
-Okay, no threes!
No threes!
-Switch. -No switch, Gil! No switch!
-Oh, come on.
-No!
-No, no, no.
-Okay! -Push it!
Let's go, let's go!
-Come on, come on, come on! -Okay, okay, let's go, let's go!
-Go, go! Shoot it! -Shoot it! Shoot it!
- Shoot it!
-No!
-Oh, my god!
-He's gotta shoot that.
-Okay, I gotta get back to work.
Just tell him, tell him I'm proud of him, alright?
-Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil!
-Yo, hey!
You saw what I did to him though, right?
I went all Jeremy lin on his ass!
-Hey, now you'll definitely be able
to hook up with your cousins.
-You guys think this is fucking funny?
This is our season on the line here!
-Coach.
-This is my job.
Okay, I'm not in high school.
This isn't a joke to me.
Cardinal Hayes won their game
and as expected Washington put a beat down on iona.
We have a bye this week.
We need this.
Both of us.
-How many did jimenez have for Washington?
-Thirty-eight.
- Yeah, but that's not our problem right now.
-Hey, we wait for the winner of St. Stevens and Regis.
Both of whom we beat this season.
But, guys, jimenez isn't the only star in this league.
Not everyone has a Gilbert wong on their team.
Wong, you are a menace.
But I love you for makin' that shot.
-I love you too, coach!
-Hey, y'all. Semi-finals, what's up, man?
-Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil! Gil!
-Yeah!
- Little league Lee.
Get in.
-Hey.
-Long time no talk.
-Yeah. Life, you know, it kind of takes over.
-This kid could pitch.
He was throwing a curve ball before anybody could.
I felt like a fucking cartoon swinging at that thing.
Only kid to throw a perfect game.
Or almost.
Only no one was comin' close to hittin' his stuff.
One batter left.
His father shows up.
He throws a meatball right down the middle.
Kid crushes it dead center.
Wow. Huh.
-Yeah, so I, uh, I --
-oh, hey. Read about your kid. Wow.
-Wait, this is Saint Anthony's father?
-Yeah.
- Hey, there's a name for that. A Saint's father.
-Yeah, god.
-Saint, senior.
-So, uh, i had a little luck recently.
I wanted to spread it around.
-I thought we were below your radar.
I'm listening.
-Michigan state's playin' at home next weekend.
There's no way they're gonna lose
to penn state in east Lansing.
I'll give you five points.
-How much you wanna put down?
-Thirty.
Could you handle that?
-Could I handle that?
Can you handle that?
Sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.
This guy's got a famous kid.
He's writin' the great American novel.
He's got a house out in the Hamptons, right?
-Well, we rent.
-What did Cornell say after the game?
-Uh, they weren't there.
So I guess I'll know when I go up for my visit.
-Mm..
Isn't there a rule
about not doing this during the week of a big game?
-You are so confused.
You're actually supposed to do this the week of the big game.
-Uh, are you sure?
-Mm-hmm. I'm trying to win on and off the court.
-Well, I know
that there's a rule about doing this
when your parents are in the other room.
-It's a good thing there's no one home.
-Anthony, Anthony..
I can't do this with your parents in the other room.
-There's no one here. I don't, what?
-I heard the door.
-Fine. I'll go check. -What's wrong with you?
-No, no, nothing. I'm just..
You'd just better be ready when I get back.
-Well then, hurry up.
-I couldn't make your game yesterday.
-That's okay.
-Yeah, Charlie told me..
...you passed the ball to the chink..
...instead of taking the last shot yourself.
That's kind of a questionable decision. Don't you think?
Well, you still managed to get a lot of attention.
Don't you?
Silence?
Well, that's a good reminder, you know.
When I write characters..
...they always have one defining characteristic
and yours would be..
...silence.
- Baby.
I have to go. My mom wants me to watch my brother.
- Yeah. -Hey, Victoria.
-Oh, hi, Mr. Keller.
-How did my son get so lucky?
-Well, I think I got pretty lucky too, hmm.
I should go. So.. -Yeah.
-Um, it was nice seeing you, Mr. Keller.
-Let me walk you out. -Okay.
-Ahh.
That's my boy.
-Hey, you guys need one?
Yo, you got next?
You got five? - Yeah, we got our five, bro.
- Leave, leave, leave, leave, leave, leave!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah!
Next. Next. Next.
-Yo, soc, I was open in the corner, man.
-You can be open all motherfucking day
ain't nobody giving you the ball, alright?
Be happy you won this shit. Be happy you won.
-You gotta pass the fucking ball.
-Then get outta here if you don't like it then
you too wong foo motherfucker.
-Fuck you!
-Good. We need one.
Winners need one.
-Yo, if you ain't got your five
you gotta get off the court, b.
-No, we got him.
That's our white boy.
You got one, now we got one.
-Yo, Larry bird, you balling?
-I have Cornell, if you can't tell.
Get the fuck outta here!
-Yeah!
-Hey, yo, ball!
-Put it up! Put it up!
What the fuck? You missed a fucking layup, man.
- Basket!
- Now we down.
-You above, Princess.
We ain't got nothing for you. -Yo, ball!
Yo, yo, ball! Ball!
- You suck, that's why.
-Yo, ball!
-You got no respect in this park.
-Come on! Yo, pass it! What are you fucking doing, huh?
-Check! Let's go, let's go!
We got a baby! We got a baby!
Where you going, boy?
You got a long day ahead of you, boy.
-Yo, get the fuck back.
I ain't here to help you up, man.
Play some motherfucking ball. Stop being a pussy.
- I own you. You hear me, Princess?
I own you, Princess. -Let's go, ball!
-Let's go. You ain't shit.
You ain't going nowhere.
You ain't going nowhere, boy!
Oh, shit. -Ball, ball, ball!
-Motherfucker!
You ain't shit now, boy! -Fuck off!
-Fuck this motherfucker, he pushed me!
-Oh, he pushed me?
You all up in his jock all game
talking about "he pushed me!"
He gave you one little push!
-Let me go. Let me go, I'm good.
I swear to god, let me go.
Let me go, let me go. Come on, motherfucker!
I'll kill you, piece of shit!
Fuck your mother! -Get outta here!
- Fuck you, soc! - Keep walking, motherfucker.
- Fuck this motherfucker.
He ain't gonna push me like that again.
-That's what happens when you let motherfuckers from prison
play fucking basketball.
There's your change. -Thank you.
-You're hungry, right?
That shit gets your adrenaline going.
My first one, i couldn't even think.
I was swinging like a crazy man.
Broke my little pinky.
Never healed.
That shot you threw up looked nice.
White ray Allen.
I bet you fit into someone's system real good, hmm?
Curling. Getting the pass. Draining it.
Always doing the right thing.
Second option, third option maybe.
Oh.
He don't like that.
He wanna be the first option, don't he?
Cornell wanna be the first option.
You feel angry, Cornell?
You feel that choking in your throat?
He said, "fuck you" to your mama!
You ain't like that, did you?
Feel that anger.
Rage. Right?
Rage!
Don't let it push you like a leaf in the wind.
Let it blow you like a sail.
Take you where you wanna go.
Consider yourself schooled by socrates.
-What's up?
-I just wanted to tell you..
-Hey.
-Defense. Let's go! Get back! Get back!
-Freeze. Gimme that.
We don't feed the post
when the defense takes away the baseline entry.
It's up here for the high low.
Matt, reverse pivot seal.
Cornell gets an easy one.
Thank you. Let's keep running this.
Anthony!
-Coach.
I didn't wanna interrupt.
-Hi, I'm Chris Paulson.
-Jenny Keller. I've seen you at a couple of games.
Thanks for all the support you've given Anthony.
-Well, he's a very talented player.
-The school is beautiful.
We would be delighted to have Anthony here.
-Okay, mom. -That's right.
Uh, I have to pay a visit to the financial aid office.
-Oh, let me have someone show you the way.
Clancy!
-No. You know, I'll, I'll, i can find it.
Thank you. Text me when you're done, okay?
-Come on, let me, uh, show you around.
-It's a beautiful gym. -Thank you.
-Have a seat, buddy.
We coaches have a secret.
We all want the great defenders
the great passers, great rebounders.
But most of all, we want a great scorer.
I mean, this jump shot is super smooth.
Quick release.
Watch this.
You follow your shot.
Players just don't do that anymore.
Everyone on this level can put the ball in the hoop.
It's who wants to the most that makes the difference.
Do you want it, Anthony?
-I do, coach.
-I have my guys gather as much information as they can.
I fight hard for my scholarships.
I can't just give them to anyone.
Here's last year's finals.
Big guy bodying you the whole game.
Hard fouls.
You could take it right at him.
Get him out of the game, get yourself to the line
where you've made, how many in a row?
-Forty-two.
-Pretty amazing number.
But you wanna avoid the contact, so, you pass.
Instead of getting big in the big moment, you get small.
And getting small leads to this.
There's no doubt that you have the talent, Anthony.
And you're a very good student.
You seem like you'd fit in well here.
But I'm not looking for someone who will fit in.
I'm looking for someone who will stand out.
Show us you can do that, son.
We're rooting for you.
-Thank you, coach.
-What did Mr. hill say about the financial aid?
-Well, uh, we don't qualify for as much as I was hoping for
because we've had a lot of money
in and out of our accounts over the years.
-What does it matter? If we need it, we need it, right?
-There are a lot of people who need it, sweetheart.
But I've socked some away, and I can't imagine them
not offering you a scholarship with how much they love you.
-They're not sure.
-Hey.
I don't want you to worry.
It's all gonna work out for the best.
Really.
-You always think that.
-Yes.
What's the alternative?
-Maybe looking at the truth.
-Okay.
I know this is a stressful time.
-Victoria's pregnant.
- Jesus.
How is that possible?
-It was stupid, alright?
-No, it's not alright.
This is not a game.
You don't just ice your knees, "oh, too bad we lost"
and get ready for the next one!
-So, getting pregnant is like losing, mom?
-It is real, Anthony.
With real ramifications.
Do her parents know?
-No.
Don't tell dad.
Please?
-I'll go with you.
And we'll pay.
- Every possession is critical now.
-Make sure that gentleman's taken care of.
- ...up to cornley. Missed the layup!
Here comes Lucas. 68-65, Michigan state.
- And penn state clinging to a two-point lead
but Andrew Jones can put it away right here.
That should do it!
A four-point penn state lead.
And another shocker in east Lansing!
And for the first time in the history
of penn state basketball
they will fly out of here with a smile on their face.
-Hey, you seen Keller?
Keller. Lee Keller.
Have you seen him today?
-No, he hasn't been around.
-Let's go.
-Woo! That's pretty, Cornell!
You should just throw that down, though, man.
When I could get up there, i threw it down
every chance I could.
Hard.
So, a brother would know it.
Maybe you can't even dunk it though.
-Me? Yeah, I can dunk it.
-Oh. - Bet you never could though.
-Oh!
It must be white-boy-talk-trash-Tuesday.
'Cause you got a mouth.
Let me show this motherfucker somethin'.
-So, you're the one they talk about, huh?
Thelonious.
Man, you must've been able to jump.
'Cause you're not that big.
-Oh, ho-ho! I didn't just dunk it.
I dunked on motherfuckers.
Come here, I'll show you how I used to do it.
-Alright. -Alright, first, i used to fake 'em up.
-Yeah? -Then take 'em down.
But I went off my right foot.
Use that left leg to keep 'em off you.
-That didn't look like a dunk to me.
-Call me in 30 years.
Let's see you dunk it.
-Yeah!
-Oh, ho, ho! My man!
-Hey.
-Whoa.
I, I didn't know you applied.
-Yeah.
Yeah, I, I didn't tell you, um..
But I, I thought it'd be a long shot anyway, so I..
-Yeah.
So, um..
What's going on with middlebury then?
-Anthony, ucla is a really good school.
With my dad living out there, tuition, it's nothing.
-This is about what happened.
I mean, you can't even stand to be around me anymore.
Right?
-No, it's not about that, and..
This is, this is about me.
Anthony.
What am I supposed to do?
You want me to wait around for you
until you feel like seeing me
or until you feel like talking to me?
Until you feel like you can share anything with me?
-Go wherever the fuck you want!
Okay?
Just don't talk to me anymore.
-What happened? -It's nothing.
I just got it stuck in a door at work.
-Lee, just let me look at it.
-No, it's wrapped up. It's fine.
Don't worry about it, okay?
Now, I got something to tell you.
I'm leaving that fucking college.
If I'm gonna get my book finished
I gotta focus on one thing at a time.
And to be honest, I feel completely disrespected
by those people, so, that's that.
-How bad is it?
-It's fine. It's wrapped. -Not, not, not that.
I know you drained the college account.
The bank called me.
-Well, Jenny, there was barely enough
in there to pay for one semester.
I don't really see what the..
-Do you know, do you understand
what I had to give up to save that money?
I wasn't supposed to be selling men's clothing.
I went to fucking Parsons!
- Okay. You quit.
You quit, I quit. We can all be, you know, artists.
Dreams come true, right?
But you would never fucking do that
because you're such a goddamn martyr.
You and your fucking son.
You're so fucking perfect.
There's no room for me!
-How much do you owe?
- None of your goddamn business.
-Fuck you. How much do you owe?
-$200,000.
Look..
-Um..
We sell my parents' cabin.
-Mnm-mnm.
I know how important it is to you.
I wouldn't. -We have no choice.
-Well, I looked into it.
-You looked into it? - Yeah.
And you know, if you're willing to take out a mortgage
that would pretty much cover it, okay?
But I will make sure you do not lose that house, Jenny.
I promise.
-I can't, I can't, i can't even look at you.
-Hey, come here.
Oh, fuck!
F -- f -- fuck!
- Who are we? - Wolves!
- What are we? - Wolves!
- Who are we? - Wolves!
-What are we? -Wolves!
-Let me hear you howl!
- Hey.
When you didn't come out, i thought maybe you were hurt.
-I'm not hurt.
- Welcome to the New York City d-1 semi-finals match-up
between Regis warriors and your Saint Anthony wolves.
-Going up, hakim! Going up!
-Goin' up, goin' up, goin' up!
-Swing, swing, swing.
Ride him in the corner.
Chop, chop, chop.
-Time! Time! Time! Timeout!
-It's alright. Bring it in.
Let's go, let's go.
It's alright.
Let's go, come on.
Bring it in, bring it in.
Alright, listen up.
Now look, we hold 'em for just one more minute.
We're where we wanna be.
Where, where is that, Anthony?
-In the finals, coach. -No, I'm not asking you, wong.
Anthony, where will we be?
-In the finals, coach. -Right.
Keep your head in it.
Now listen up. No matter what they do, we hold the ball.
Okay? Let Anthony bring it up.
They will foul and we want him shooting.
Okay, now come on, wolves! Bring it in!
Humble and hungry on three.
- One, two, three! - Wolves!
-Hey, hey, hey.
Stay with it! Stay with it!
-Alright, coach.
- Defense, Anthony! Defense!
All you do is defense! That's it, that's it.
- Defense! Defense!
Defense! Defense!
-Defense.
- Defense! Defense!
Defense! Defense! Defense!
-No, don't leave your man, Anthony!
No, goddamnit!
Push it, push it! Let's go!
Push it! - Foul him!
Foul him! Come on, guys! -Alright, let him foul you!
Goddamnit!
-Ball, ball, ball!
-Let them foul you! Let them foul you!
No fouls! No fouls!
-Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!
-Yo, Cornell, what the fuck you doing?
-Soc, what are you doing here, man?
- Yo, ant. You good?
-I'm good. I'm good. I'll catch you guys later.
- Alright, man.
-You stupid?
-What? -You know the score.
I mean, you're winning. All you gotta do is hold the ball.
So why you shooting?
You trying to lose, Cornell?
You're a loser? Hmm?
Hmm? -Get off of me!
You're the fucking loser.
-That's right.
I'm done.
You ain't.
- Hey, ant! Let's go.
Your mom and dad are already up at the cabin.
And I get the privilege of driving you.
-Is my dad okay?
-Isn't he always?
You had an off day, kid. You're allowed.
Your mom used to tell me that back in the day.
-She saw you play?
Almost every game. Lee too.
That's how they met.
-Wait.
Wait. My mom knew you first?
-Yeah.
Knew me first.
It's funny how things work out, huh?
I was..
I was never good with women.
Great jump shot though.
-And how fast can this happen?
- As soon as the check clears the account.
I'll make the payments. Latest, Tuesday?
-I want you to call them
and -- and tell them it's on its way.
-You don't want unnecessary contact with these guys.
Our word doesn't exactly mean much to them anyway.
But I'll see them as soon as I can.
And make sure all the accounts are closed, alright?
-There's no need to officially close any accounts.
It's not like a department store.
-"It's not like a department store?"
Just make it very clear to them
there is no open line of credit here.
-Well, Charlie, just do whatever she says, okay?
I'm going outside.
Hey.
Thought I could rebound for you.
-Sure, yeah.
-So, uh, how many did you get last night?
-Twelve.
-That's not a lot for you.
-It's a season low.
-Yeah.
Charlie said the game was kinda close.
-We won by two.
-How about a little one-on-one?
-What about your finger?
Yeah, it'll make it fair, right?
Come on.
Show me your big moves. -Yeah?
-Give your old man the ball first.
-Yeah, you can have it. You're gonna need it.
-Woo!
One-nothing, good guys.
-Here, if you hand me that one, I can --
-yeah.
-Woo! -There you go.
-So what's going on with Cornell?
-I don't know.
-What? They were begging for you, and now they're not sure?
-I guess they wanna see more.
-Tell me about it. Me too.
-Hey, we're rooting for you, Saint!
Yeah!
-Yo, dad, I wasn't ready.
-Yo, Saint. Three-nothing.
My ball.
Oh!
Oh, are you gonna play some real defense?
Oh, okay.
Okay.
-That's one. - Uh-huh.
You're lucky I don't call fouls.
Come on, let's go.
Whoops!
-That's two.
You okay, dad?
-Yeah. Take it out.
-That's a foul. -Oh, yeah?
Why don't you call it then?
Hey, ref!
Two from the line!
-Dad, you can't hold me like that.
-Oh, yeah? Fine.
What, you want a written invitation?
-What happened? -God!
-What happened? Hey, hey, hey! -Get the fuck away from me!
- What happened? -Get the fuck away from me!
-What happened? Get away! - He fell.
-Get back!
Stay away!
Okay, okay.
Talk to me. Talk to me, tell me where it is.
Where is it? -You alright?
- My knee! - Okay, okay.
We've gotta get him up. -God!
- It's unusual what we have here.
It's called a bucket handle tear.
In some instances the meniscus can be flipped back
but in others, the torn piece gets stuck.
That's the reason it's so painful.
-But if it could be flipped, i could play, right?
-It would be swollen and sore, and I wouldn't recommend it
but technically yes.
-Do it. -No. No, Anthony.
-What do you know about it, mom?
- We could relocate your knee by snapping it
into full extension, but there's a possibility
of tearing it further if we force it.
-It's a stupid risk. -They will not win without me.
- If you can't play, you can't play. Okay?
- I'm recommending surgery to start the healing process.
You don't have to decide right now.
Take some time and discuss it as a family.
-I should have protected him from you.
Not just the leg. Everything.
-Oh, for..
Jenny, look, you think I don't feel terrible?
-My mother used to say
she may not have known when she had enough
but she knew when she had too much.
-Hmm.
It can't be true that they can't win without him.
-He is that special.
-Maybe you're right.
Yeah. We'll be okay.
-Come in.
I'm so sorry.
-What, you think I'm crazy?
-No, I don't think you're crazy.
I mean, I think that, uh..
It's a shitload to take..
Hey, ant. What are you doing up?
You should be resting.
-What are you, what are you doing here, uncle Charlie?
-Well, he's kinda upset, so..
Come on, I'll walk you back. Let's go.
-Okay.
- How's it feeling?
- I can't straighten it, so..
-Hey. - Hmm.
-You know he'd trade places with you if he could.
-Night.
- You know, booms, there's another game
we gotta mention, and it's local.
It's that rematch of last year's high school
d-1 city finals.
-Alright, alright, Saint coming through. Excuse me, excuse me.
- It's St. Anthony's and George Washington
and that was a game decided by one single point.
And you know how close that is, right, boom?
- Can't get any closer, craigy.
- Listen, Anthony's was dope this year, 23 and 4.
But George Washington played 27 games
they were 26 and 1.
- It means they don't lose a lot.
- Again, the Maryland education coming through.
I should point out that the game today
features not one, but two stud players.
Anthony Keller, who's got Russell westbrook stats, boom.
- Don't insult the kid by comparing him to westbrook.
- Boomer, the kid's great. His numbers are awesome.
Twenty three points, seven boards and ten dishes --
- yeah, let me guess, the same number of championships
as westbrook as well, right?
- See, now you're just being mean, man.
On the other side of the court, you know who I'm talking about
t-dub senior stud, Eduardo jimenez.
This kid was the league mvp
and his numbers are more Jordan-esque
thirty points per game.
That's a bunch of monster numbers
for both these kids, meaning..
Huh?
What are you flailing all around for?
- Well, as usual, your brilliant
statistical analysis left out one major point.
-He's sorry.
He wants to talk to you about something.
Is this a good time?
- It's all good. What did I miss?
- One of those studs, Keller..
He's hurt and he's not gonna be available game time.
- How come I'm always the last to know these things?
-Look, i think I got a sure thing.
A real sure thing. -Excuse me.
- I'm gonna find out what's going on.
Let's go to the update with Jerry.
Jerry recco's here on "the fan."
- Gentlemen, clap it up.
Clap it up.
- Alright!
-Hey!
- Anthony.
-Coach, what are you doing here?
-What happened to you?
-Oh, I thought coach ray called you, right?
I just took a little fall. It's gonna heal fine.
You know, the doctor said i couldn't risk playing today.
-I'm sorry to -- -that's a wasted trip.
-I'm sorry to hear that, Anthony.
-Well, no use in us leaving now.
-Hope you heal up soon, son.
-I will. Thank you. Thank you.
-Let's find some seats.
-Can we sit?
-Anthony, you and Dunn, captain's meeting.
Let's go.
-Whoo!
-Captains, congratulations for getting to the final.
We have two great teams, and we expect great things tonight.
We're gonna let the referees ref
we're gonna let you guys play.
Okay? Best of luck.
Let's shake hands, and have a great game.
-Yo, Saint, man, that's messed up about your leg.
Look at it this way, you saved yourself the embarrassment
of getting a beat down in front of such a big crowd.
-Yo, go fuck yourself!
Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
-Watch how I treat you! Watch how I treat you!
-Come on! -Dunn! Dunn!
-We need you, man. You can't be doing shit like that.
-We're gonna start the game with a double technical foul.
We've got a technical foul on 44 gold.
Technical foul, 34 black. That's it. -Oh, let them play!
-What? -It's not about you! Come on!
-Bring it in, bring it in.
-Do you hear those howls? -Yeah.
- Do you hear them? -Yeah!
-Alright, that's for you!
Humble and hungry on three!
-Fuck that!
Win on three.
-One, two, three! -Win!
-Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
-There'll be a lot of talking tonight. Watch what happens, baby.
Watch what the fuck happens -- -nothing. Nothing.
-Defense! You got him, Billy!
-This ain't your run-of-the-mill competition, baby.
You're my bitch now. -You're sitting there talking.
- Push him left, Billy, push him left!
Help him, Jack!
-That's it. Right off grid.
Let's go! Right off grid.
I'm owning you the whole game.
Owning you the whole game!
- Yes!
-Easy.
-That's right, you'd better fucking pass, dude.
It's gonna be like that all fucking night.
You understand that? You little pussy.
-What?
-That dude, right there.
-Technical foul on gold.
-Gold? -On four four.
-Are you kidding me? How you gonna call that?
-Let's fucking go! Let's go!
-That's his second technical.
He's gotta go.
He's ejected! -Yeah!
-Get out of here!
-Get back, get back!
Get back! -Coach, he's gotta go.
-He's grabbing my Jersey the whole time, talking to me.
He was talking to me! -Get him out! Get him out!
-What? What?
-Hey, hey! Get back! - Fuck y'all!
- Get the fuck outta here!
-You suck, jimenez!
-Wipe your ass with it!
Wipe your ass with it!
-Shove it up y'alls asses!
We're still gonna win!
-What?
- Swing it! Swing it!
-Yes!
-Lock his ass up!
-Come on, Jack! You gotta step up, baby!
-Watch out.
-Right here, coach! Who's gonna go?
- Shot! Shot! - Bang, bang.
- Yeah! Oh, yeah!
- Five seconds, fellas.
Back on d. Nice and easy.
-Watch out, big Jack.
Shoot it! Shoot it!
-Here it goes!
-Can you believe we're up?
I'll be right back. Ahem.
-I'm gonna see -- -coach Paulson.
Jenny Keller. Anthony's mom.
-I remember.
Sorry about the knee.
-Thanks.
He's gonna be good to go by the fall.
Um, you mind if I join you for a sec?
I get insanely nervous at these big games.
-Have a seat. -Thanks.
-That was a great trip up to see you.
Your support really means a lot to us.
- Let's go, wolves!
-Easy money! Easy money! -Yes!
-Whoo!
- You guys are doing it, right?
You're fucking doing it! Now don't let up!
Let's go!
Step in! Come on, Jack!
-It's alright. It's alright.
-Right now we go over there, we step on their throat
we end their season.
- That's it, good defense! Good defense!
Good block, yeah! Yeah!
You got it!
There you go!
-One, two, three! -Lights out!
-One, two, three! -Humble and hungry!
-Let's go! - Yeah!
Let's go!
-They got nothing left! Come on! Get down!
-Swing it. Got 'em. Take this!
-Come on, step up, little t!
-Are you sedated?
Come on!
Let's go!
Hey!
-Yeah, boy, lock it down.
- Goddamnit!
-There you go, there you go.
- Alright, alright, push it, wolves!
-Professor, you have room for us?
-Yeah.
Everything's fine.
-For a sure thing, they like to keep it close.
-You got that right.
-Come on, team!
- Let's go! Let's go!
-Bit of a nail-biter, huh?
-Excuse me. You're in my way, i can't see.
-Talk to you later.
-Defense! Defense! Defense! Defense!
-Yes!
-Goddamnit!
-You might escape this one, professor.
- Ready?
One, two.
-God!
-It's alright. It's alright, get back. Get back.
Get back. Push it, push it.
-Go!
Move it, move it, keep moving! Keep moving!
That's it! That's it!
Keep moving!
Come on, Billy.
-Swi..
Timeout! Timeout! Timeout! Timeout!
-What?
-Anthony.
-Yo, Cornell!
-Hey!
-Who are we? -Wolves!
-What are we? -Tough!
-Who are we? -Wolves!
-What are we? -Tough!
-Let me hear you howl!
-Let's go! -Let's go, man!
-Go wolves!
-Go! -Let's go, let's go, let's go!
-15 shooter! Full deny. No shots!
-What, are you some type of hero? -Nothing.
-Bring it!
Bring it!
Show me what you've got.
You ain't going nowhere.
Limpy leg motherfucker, come on!
-Ball, ball, ball!
- Shooter! Shooter!
Shooter, step up!
-Timeout!
- Bring it in!
Bring it in! Let's go, let's go! Come on!
- Let's go, baby!
- Come on!
Alright.
-Look, all my guy wants to do is beat me.
- So?
-So I'm gonna let him.
Alright, this is what's gonna go down.
Bring it in.
Alright, wolves, on three.
One, two, three, wolves! -Wolves!
-Never saw this, right?
Wow.
-What's up, sweetheart? What's up?
-You ready? Huh? -I'm ready.
-Ready to get locked down by a white boy?
-You're kinda cute. You got a sister?
How old is she?
-Oh, you think it's funny, huh?
It'll be funny when I beat your ass. Let's go!
-Don't buy into that shit. Easy!
-Ball, ball, ball, ball.
-What you got, Princess? You got no respect out here.
Look at me! Look at me when I talk to you!
-Tell that motherfucker how it is.
-Swing it. We don't need a basket.
-Come on, you got five seconds.
So you'd better go somewhere with it.
Four! -What you got? What you got?
-Three! Two! -What you got?
-See ya!
Oh, shit!
-Oh! -Billy.
-To the hole, to the hole.
-Aah!
-One basket. 32.
-You alright? Oh, my god!
Where did that come from?
-Scored the basket. One shot. -What's that?
-Clear the floor. 15 is the shooter.
- Alright! Alright! Bring it in, let's go!
You got this, Saint. You got it.
- Come on, Anthony!
- Come on, wolves! - Let's do it!
- Come on! - Knock 'em down, Saint!
-You the man.
-Oh, my god!
-Mvp! Mvp! Mvp! Mvp! Mvp! Mvp!
Mvp! Mvp! Mvp!
Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint! Saint!
-Yeah!
Yeah!
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