Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't let a win get to your head or a loss to your heart

Yeah, all the times you ever been up eating in my motherfucking house.

You know, everything like that. Keep my mind occupied.

May God bless him.

-Moses, Jesus, whatever. -Whatever?

If you persuade your son to do this,

Come on, Jesus. Get up on him, Jesus.

All right, Boo?

and all of the pitfalls that come with being in a deprived situation.

You hear me, Jesus?

Thank you, Books. You may wait outside.

-Dom Pagnotti. Pleasure to meet you. -Nice to meet you.

You're good. Hey, where the hell you at last night?

-Where you going to be at? 'Cause this is kind of urgent. -I'm usually at the Garden.

-What did I tell you about talking to strangers anyway? -Don't do it.

Don't they feed you at home, Booger?

I want to go on the Cyclone. I want to go on the Turbo-Jet.

Come on. Let's go meet Coach Billy Sunday, man.

I'll give you ten.

It might sound a little something

And, you know, Mommy, she wanted you to go to college.

I'm out of here, man.

Uncle Jake must have beat him in basketball again. Ow!

I'm going to tell y'all Monday morning.

He's stressing you out, I see.

Jesus. That's what they called him-- Jesus. 'Cause he was the truth.

You ain't got to say that to me. School's out. You know what I'm saying?

Son... don't blow it.

Hey! What's in the bag, all right?

You're lucky the bus is here, late like you.

Or on them government checks, uhh

You have the best of both worlds.

Can't you make him shut up?

Yes, sir. I try to stay fit, trim.

I got it! All the way! Fly! Alley-oop!

It's a letter of intent for your son to sign. Take it.

It's all right. This is pretty nice, actually.

Respect my call. Besides, that wasn't a foul. That was attempted murder!

and, uh... I love her very much.

I have seen that movie many a time.

-We got game, they got game he got game -What's going down

-And he can shake so good. -Can he?

All those kids don't mean shit! I'm raising you, nobody else!

Beware: two triple-0 is near

-I want to get my swerve on. -Want to go out?

-Mm, thanks. -And for the boys upstate.

Enjoy the Skittles, baby.

Get that hatred out ya heart, boy

Yeah. Where you at, baby? That's my rock.

It's just five minutes of your time before you make your decision.

-Bye, Chick. -Bye, Chick.

-We need some time. -Well, I got that, huh?

-Don't push me. -So what I push you? So what?

We're the Railsplitters, and nobody's fucking with us.

Nothing to lose Everything approved

-We'll check you later. -Later on. Them boys can play, man.

-So how long I got exactly? -You got 'til midnight Sunday.

If it don't matter, then why are you stressing?

So much money that we won't be in Coney Island no more.

Oh, the sink doesn't work. There's some cold water in the bathroom tub.

-Jesus. -Jesus. -Oh, Jesus!

I seen you around, you know.

-Get off of me! -We're not rich.

I mean, I just want the best for both of us.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I think I saw something like that about him on TV.

I think I'll go around again.

But Still, Yo Auntie’s Still a Pepto Bismol Body Ass

-Uncle Bubba told you that? -Mm-hmm.

Amongst the themes controlled by the screens

This makes me your agent.

-Vertigo. -Vertigo, baby, I tell you.

those high school sweethearts who get left behind.

-I'm finished! -Yeah, well, you ain't excused though.

So, what did he say?

-We both agreed on that. -I wanted that child.

-It's just I met a friend. -Female friend?

No. Nothing to be sorry about.

Mmm, I feel refreshed.

My short story's winning and keep the beat spinning

-Yes! -Bullshit!

I'm going to read a, uh, prepared statement from Jesus.

I hear what you say, but if everybody's saying the same thing, it's got to be true.

All right? I mean, you can play ball and all that,

We're going to get you a passport, plane ticket and a VISA card.

He's not going to be here much longer.

Only place on Coney Island, my man.

-I know. Hmm. -I can't wait.

You just can't shoot the darn fool.

and drive down a street with this and have 40 girls chasing you.

Basketball's the birthplace of all of my dreams,

You want to take them shines off, that gold?

being away from home for-- for the first time.

-As jealous as niggers is around here, like that nigger. -Jesus!

As you already know, this will be the most important decision...

-Guard! -Governor Pernell will do his part.

I don't know. He just rolled him in.

White men in suits don't have to jump

-Looks like he ate some of this fine prison cuisine. -I can't take a chance.

Dear Jesus, ever since you was born I been pushing you,

-Borinquen, baby, thank you. -Borinquen. Yeah, whatever.

I was told you were on the court.

Moses parted the Red Sea, not Jesus.

-Have you? -Come on now. Leave the man alone.

I'm out on a--what you call like a... work release program, baby,

I will take you to the top.

-He working? -Naw.

I'm just glad you was able to make it, man.

I have the contacts. So apply for the NBA draft now.

from right now 'til the year 2000.

Just go hang out with my boys back in high school:

Well, it's going to be over Monday morning, okay?

All right, Jesus, let me ask you a question.

Yeah, how are you?

My wandering got my ass wondering

Jesus Shuttlesworth, the number one basketball prospect in the country.

-I'm a good actress. -Are you?

-Lala! -Lala. You know her?

Get that motherfucker.

Let me take you elsewhere where you stand is a curse there for sure

Because men make decisions with their mind.

You know what I'm saying? Huh?

Plus, when we page you, you have to return our call within ten minutes...

-How's he doing? How's your brother? -Bossy as usual.

Look, the reason why nobody...

I'm sorry for not being with you this morning,

I thought maybe you need some help, or something like that.

-That don't mean shit. -That don't mean shit?

Whether east or west!

-Where you all live at? -O'Dwyer Gardens.

That's not right, Chick. That's not right, Chick.

The sooner you do what you going to do,

I'm sorry, baby.

Word is Bond, I wake up every day wit' my game face on

Can't do nothing in here, though. I mean, behind these--

Oh, and they got the other thing for you, man.

I'm proud of you, son. I mean that.

The way I see it, this is better than your room at the hoosegow.

Not everybody's a scumbag.

Bitch, I'll kick your ass.

-So, like, listen, Layla-- -Lala.

You going to let me in on your secret?