Monica:
I'm a ball player.
Coach Davis:
[
In her office after a game] We've got our final games against Oregon and Oregon State, and I'm shaking things up a bit, so... I'm starting you at point again.
Monica:
But, uh... I thought Sidra's ankle was OK for next game.
Coach Davis:
[
impatiently] You want the job, or not?
Monica:
Yeah.
[
Keeps staring at Coach Davis]
Coach Davis:
What?
Monica:
It just... it just seems like you're always riding me.
Coach Davis:
[
pauses, then speaks] You think I'd go hoarse for a player with no potential? When I ignore you... then you worry.
Sidra O'Neal:
That's what you get for trying to show out... freshman.
Monica:
I was just trying to play ball.
Sidra O'Neal:
You were TRYING to make me look bad.
Monica:
Didn't have to try very hard.
Sidra O'Neal:
Girl, don't you know you just sloppy seconds?
Big Toni:
Sidra. Let it go.
Sidra O'Neal:
The ONLY reason you here, is 'cause Tanya Randall got pregnant, and decided not to come. They were DONE recruiting.
Zvette:
That's cold, Sid.
Sidra O'Neal:
Just thought the girl should know.
[
stalks off to the showers]
Shayla:
Don't even trip, mama. She's just mad because she's bow-legged.
Young Quincy:
Can't do this shit!
Zeke McCall:
Boy, what did I tell you about using that word?
Young Quincy:
Can't should never be in a man's vocabulary.
Zeke McCall:
And why not?
Young Quincy:
Cause when you say can't you aint a man!
Quincy:
If basketball is all you care about, why you bonin' me? Why don't you bone Dick Vital?
Monica:
It's a trip, you know? When you're a kid, you-you see the life you want, and it never crosses your mind that it's not gonna turn out that way.
Monica:
I'll play you.
Quincy:
For what?
Monica:
Your heart.
Monica:
What did I do?
Quincy:
You forgot to be there.
Monica:
I had curfew. If coach would've caught me I wouldn't of been able to start.
Quincy:
At least you got your priorities straight.
Monica:
I never asked you to choose.
Quincy:
You never had to.
Quincy:
I took the ho to Burger King.
Monica:
Cheap date.
Quincy:
All's fair in love and basketball.
Camille Wright:
I don't know why I keep wishing that you'll grow out of this tomboy phase.
Monica:
I won't. I'm a lesbian.
[
her sister cracks up]
Camille Wright:
That's not funny.
Monica:
That's what you think, is it? Because I'd rather wear a jersey than an apron?
Quincy:
Double or nothing.
Monica:
[
reads note] "Q, you are SO fine. I been wantin' to get with you. Take me to the Spring Dance and I promise I'll leave you satisfied."
[
In a disgusted tone]
Monica:
Ugh... What a ho!
Quincy:
Why she gotta be a ho? Cuz she wants to get with me?
Monica:
Um, she's a ho because she's sending her coochie through the mail! I mean, she's not saying "You're a nice guy, and I want to get to know you." She's saying, "I wanna bone!"
Quincy:
At least she's honest.
Monica:
[
rolling her eyes] Yeah... an honest tramp ass ho! But then, I guess you'll stick your thing in anything.
Quincy:
My "thing?" Didn't know you cared so much.
Monica:
I don't.
Quincy:
Who you goin to the dance with anyway? Spalding?
Monica:
Who's Spalding?
Quincy:
[
nods at basketball in Monica's hands]
Monica:
[
punches Quincy] Stupid!
Shawnee:
[
after noticing Monica at the dance] Damn, girl, I didn't know Nike made dresses.
Monica:
So that's it? Just forget about you and me?
Monica:
I've been in love with you since I was eleven, and the shit won't go away.
Coach Davis:
Offense sells tickets. Defense wins games !
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