Big Shot (2021–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Episode #2.5 - full transcript

Previously on Big Shot…

Uh, so, Destiny, um,
will you go with me, um--

-Trevor. Ask her out already!
-Yes.

I have your graded midterms.

Samantha, you know, if you don't get your
grades up, you can't play basketball.

-I know that.
-Here's what we're gonna do.

This is an extra credit assignment.

If you do a good job on this,
I'm gonna let you by with a C.

Emma. Happy birthday!

You and I are going to
the La Jolla Adventure Park together.

I wish that you guys were coming to
the theme park with us.



-Oh, we are!
-You are?

Samantha. Hey, you're not

going to the park until you finish that
assignment Holly told you about.

It's done.

You told me you wouldn't take Samantha
until she turned in her paper.

She told me she did.

-You lied to me.
-You lied to me too.

Emma ran off with a boy!

- Who are you?
-I'm Jackson Hoover.

By the way, you were, uh, great
in Beth Macbeth last year.

-Thanks.
-Okay, he was legit flirting with you.

-Do you trust me?
-Let's go.

Come on. Come on.

"Meet and greet, coach Marvyn Korn."



He's doing a meet and greet
on Emma's birthday.

And where do you think you're going?

-Um...

Marvyn Korn,
report to security about your daughter.

-Wha-- Wha-- What happened?
-Trespassing.

Trespassing? With him?

I planned this whole day for you.

This is how you thank me?
By not showing up to the big event?

Dad! Fadeaways Wall of Fame? Sliders?

What part of that am I not
supposed to be embarrassed about?

Damn it.

-Hey. Hey, I need to talk to you--
-I'm getting a ride with Louise.

Emma.

Hey, you got a minute? We have a problem.

-No, I gotta talk to Emma.
-This is pretty important.

I've been trying to talk to her
to ground her.

Can you just give me a minute?

Fine.

So, uh, do you think you're, like,
ever gonna speak to him again?

Why would I,
after the way he embarrassed me?

I just hope
he doesn't take it out on us at practice.

Oh, he will.

Hey, have you guys seen Samantha?

Suspended from the team? Like, for real?

As I understand it,

Ms. Barrett very generously
gave you an extra credit assignment

that would've avoided all of this,
and you failed to turn it in.

-She was too busy riding roller coasters.
-And lying to me.

And to me.

I gave you an easy layup, Samantha.

That should have taken you
30 minutes to complete.

I'm sorry.

-You really let me down.
-And you really let your team down.

Samantha, this is not like you.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Um, school's just-- It's just been hard.

Um, so how long will I have to sit out?

Mmm. Well, if you get your grades up,
you can rejoin the team next quarter.

Next quarter?

But most of the season
will be over by then!

I want your gym locker
cleaned out by 3:30.

Okay, I think we've made our point.

You can head to class now.

I'm really sorry, Coach.

That was good.

All right, now that the scare tactic
is over. When do I get her back?

I told you. Next quarter.

She's out of the room.
It's a real question.

And I'm giving you a real answer.
Next quarter.

Yeah, I mean, this isn't for show, Marvyn.
This is serious.

Look, I get it. She should be punished.
But not this long. I need her back!

This is not college basketball, Marvyn.
There are consequences.

We can't make exceptions because
somebody can shoot a ball through a hoop.

Yeah, what's the point of having rules
if we don't enforce them?

My team is eight and six.

She's my point guard. I need her back!
Wha--

Havlicek stole the ball! It's all over.

-My contact at ESPN.
-Havlicek stole the ball!

Hello?

We're not done here.

Yeah, this is he.

-I feel done. You feel done?
-I'm done.

Mm-hmm.

I heard Sam got, like,
pulled into Ms. Thomas's office.

That girl wears too much lip gloss.

- I don't know.

Hi, girls. Sit down.

Come on. Sit down.

Samantha is off the team.

-What?
-What?

She's academically ineligible.

So she failed a class?
I thought she was the smart one.

-No, I'm the smart one.
-No, I'm the smart one.

Wait, you can't fix this?

No. No, I can't.

You are student-athletes.

If you can't cut it as a student,
I can't help you as an athlete. Got it?

So, tonight, Mouse, you run point.
Louise, slide into the two.

I'll figure out the rotation from there.

-Samantha is--
-Is out!

Did get some good news though.
Just got a call.

This year's DII championship

will be broadcast on a little network
I like to call ESPN.

Why are you rolling your eyes?
This is good news, girls. Come on.

Yeah, it's really good news for the teams
that make it to the championship.

Yeah, and without Samantha,
we don't have a shot.

Louise, how many players
do we need out on the court?

Five.

And we have more than five, right?

Yeah.

Then I say we got a shot.

-Four, four, four!
- Ball. Ball, ball, ball, ball!

- What are you doing?
-I cut here, you pop out, moron!

Come on, girls. Get your head in the game!

Uh, no.

Come on, girls.

Ball, ball, ball, ball. Ball, ball!

Oh, come on!

I got first left-- I got first--

Hey, where are you guys going?

Come back!

Hello!

-Mouse, run point. Get down there, Mouse.
- Come on! Come on!

- That's five!

Hey, how about try
and getting some rebounds?

How about trying not to suck?

Whoa.

Yeah?

Am I catching you at a bad time?

Yes, but it's always a bad time.

I'm Ava's mom. We spoke on the phone.

-Oh, right, right. My pleasure.
-Mm-hmm.

I hope you still feel that way
after this conversation.

Oh, you watched the game, huh?

If you can call that a game.

Sit down.

-Here's the problem.
-I know what the problem is.

I've got two stars on my team
who don't like each other.

-And one of them is your daughter.
-That's not the only problem.

I brought Ava here
for you to whip her into shape.

But now, her lateral movement on the sand
is sloppy, her short footwork is lazy--

With due respect, this is not--

Even her mile time
is off by eight seconds.

I thought, at the very least, you'd
be able to maintain her conditioning.

You're supposed to be
the "Great Marvyn Korn."

That's what you got, Mrs. Navarro.

It's "miss."

And no,

I got the guy who takes her to theme parks
and fills her with cotton candy.

Okay, what are we doing here?
What do you want?

I want someone to push my daughter.
Demand the best of her.

As I do.

You, Coach, you've gone soft.

Field Day is tomorrow.

You're really putting me in a bind here,
Nancy.

Look, I already have high blood pressure.

With all due respect, Sherilyn,
find another sucker.

-Hi, Nancy.
-Hey.

-Hey, you and I need to talk.
-Yeah, we do.

ESPN is broadcasting
the girls championship this year.

Oh, that's incredible.

Well, it would be,
except my team is a mess.

Look, you get rid of one starter,
it creates four problems.

Ava's mother came into my office
last night.

Insulted me like some nutter.

You better not be trying
to get Samantha back.

I'm gonna get her back, but first…

I need to ask you something.
I wanna-- I wanna start a training camp.

Excuse me?

Off-campus.
I want them to focus solely on basketball.

It's a real team-building experience.

I used to do it with my college team.

I'd put them up in these old barracks.

You know, make 'em sleep on crappy beds.
Get up at 4:00 a.m. No hot water.

A real character builder.

Yeah, a Marvyn Korn boot camp
is not happening.

The team chemistry is broken.
This will fix it.

-I'd like to offer another alternative.
-What's this?

A team building. You want chemistry?
There's your laboratory.

Three-legged race? Balloon to-- Wha--
Field Day?

Which you will run for us. Huh?

I'm serious. I need to focus on
winning this championship.

Great. And first,
you can focus on Field Day, huh? Uh-huh.

Ooh, hey!

Hey.

So, exciting news.

I have two tickets to a concert tomorrow.
So if you wanted to go…

Yeah, my mom will never let me go
on a school night.

But the band is only in town for, like,
one day, and these seats, they're amazing!

I mean, if you can talk her into it.

And you think I could--
You think I could talk her into it?

Yeah, uh, maybe.

Look, she likes you,
and she respects strong women.

The worst thing that can happen
is she says no, right?

Careful. Can't let it get stolen.

Only if I allow it.

Oh, look at you all giddy.

It's that Nick effect.

Yeah, what's going on between you two?

We're just, um-- We're just friends.

All right. It's just,
you never smiled this much with us, so…

So do you think he likes you back?

I think so.

Hey, guys. I totally understand
if you hate me right now.

I kind of hate myself.

-We don't hate you.
-Yeah.

I mean, hate's a strong word, but--

Hey, we are just more concerned
than anything else.

-I mean, is everything okay?
-What happened?

I don't know. I just-- I definitely didn't
think it'd get me kicked off the team.

Well, it did,
and it might cost us the season.

I know, and I know
you're counting on a scholarship, Louise.

-I'm really sorry.
-You're sorry?

Just-- What-- How did you even
let it get to this point, Sam?

We could've helped you.
Why didn't you say anything?

-It doesn't make any sense.
-I know it doesn't.

It's just-- You just miss one assignment,
and then it starts snowballing!

Now it's a big, fat snowman, Samantha.

I know! Okay.

Okay, who can tell me
how many chromosomes a human has?

Samantha?

How many chromosomes does a human have?

It was in the reading last night.

Samantha?

Samantha?

-Samantha!

-The Wi-Fi's not working.
-Yeah, 'cause I unplugged the router.

Why would you do that?

So you can't text that boy
you got arrested with. That's why.

We didn't get arrested, Dad.
And his name is Jackson.

I don't care what his name is.
Wanna play hardball?

There's such a thing
called accountability.

Okay? You break the rules, there
are consequences. Give me your phone.

-That's my ride.

And you know
you can still send a text without Wi-Fi.

A small brush fire broke out
in the La Jolla Hills.

Firefighters say it's 60% contained,
but the winds could shift.

-Come in.

-Hey, Ms. Thomas.
-Hello, Destiny.

Hi. Um, Trevor and I
have tickets to a concert tonight.

Mmm, no.

I understand totally. But--

No.

Trevor is not going out on a school night,
and you shouldn't be either.

I know. But the band is only in town
for one night, and--

Oh! Well, why didn't you say so?
They're only here for one night?

- Yes.
-Oh, well, that changes nothing.

-Come on, Ms. Thomas. Don't be so, like--
-So?

Sss…

Nothing.

Yeah. That's what I thought.

-Yeah. You're welcome.
-Thank you.

What are you doing that
you're not supposed to be doing?

Emma lost the right to use her phone,
but she refused to hand it over to me.

-So you're…
-Stealing it. That's right.

Let me know how
that doesn't work out for you.

I don't get it.
What's the big deal about Field Day?

Dude, the big deal is that the top
five teams get free dress for a week.

No uniforms.

And, get this, pizza party.

So what about dodgeball?

Uh, the winner of
the dodgeball competition gets…

Actually, I guess nobody knows

'cause Ms. Thomas has won it
for the last seven years straight.

Wait, wait, wait.
Ms. Thomas plays dodgeball?

Well, I mean, she doesn't really play,
so much as, like, stands there. But, yeah.

It's 'cause no one will dare
to hit her with a ball.

Why?

'Cause she's the principal.
Like, what are you gonna do?

-I don't know.
-Girls!

-Hi, Holly.
-Hi.

I have a question.

Um, have either of you spoken to Samantha?

-Uh, not really.
-Yeah.

I mean, we tried texting her
in the group chat,

but she only gave us, like,
one-word responses.

Yeah. And we went to her house.
She didn't wanna see us.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Hmm.

Well, good luck today.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

See you later.

-Things to do…

- Yeah, so…
- Anyway…

Hey, Coach. You wanted to see me?

You wanted to see me?

Yes, I wanted to see both of you.

Today is Field Day.

I'm teaming you guys up together.

-Are you kidding me?
-Not with her.

-I didn't ask your opinion.
-This isn't basketball.

-We don't have to listen to you.
-Exactly.

See what you guys just did there?
You agreed on something. Keep doing that.

Okay. I'll sit out then.
I didn't wanna do Field Day anyway.

-Same. Egg toss really isn't my thing.
- Okay, fine.

Then I'll just glue your butts
to the bench for the season.

-You wanna do that?
-For what?

-This has nothing to do with basketball.
-Has everything to do with basketball.

The only thing keeping us from winning
the championship this year is you two.

And we're not gonna lose.

You gotta learn to play together somehow.
If it means tossing eggs, then good.

Let's go.

Have you stretched yet?
Because, if not, I can--

Yeah, I stretched my quads this morning.

Kinda like a-- you know, this kinda thing.

I hope you didn't do it like that
because you have to get deeper.

-Who's this?
- Oh, hi.

Oh, it's my Field Day partner. Zeke.

-Uh, Zach.
-That's what I said.

Uh, I thought we were partners.

We both have a better chance at winning
if we split up.

But wouldn't being partners be more fun?

More fun than winning?

I don't think so.

Plus, imagine this,

me in a bucket hat and you
in a fringe vest on free dress day.

Hmm? Wouldn't that be fun?

Now talk about water balloons.
How is your aim?

Oh, I've been practicing

-with the target all week.
- Okay. I'm impressed.

Come on!
You're doing it wrong! Let me do it!

-Please. Like you know what you're doing.
-Problem?

- Yes.
-No.

Give me that.

Either I can tie it, or you can tie it.

If I tie it, you're gonna lose
all feeling in your feet

for about two and a half weeks.

Stop messing around, girls! Come on!

- You ready?

Use your left foot!

-You suck!
-Use your left!

Synchronize with each other.

- Harper! Harper! Harper!
- Quit! You're getting in my way!

You have chicken feet! Come on!

- I'm not moving!
- Well then, speed it up!

Hustle!

Mom, I don't need any more soup.

Hey, Samantha.

Oh, it's you.

Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I don't have any soup.

What are you doing here?
You don't even like me.

What?

Of course I like you.

Samantha, I was trying to help you.

That's why I gave you that
little extra credit assignment.

It wasn't little.

You asked me where I saw myself
in five years.

Yeah, I just wanted a thoughtful answer
about how you--

I don't even know
how to begin to answer that.

I don't know what college I'll be at.
Or if I'll even get into one.

And wh-- Can I get a job?

Or am I gonna watch all my other friends
go get fun jobs, and I'm stuck jobless?

Or what if there's a war? That happens!

Okay. Okay. I get it. I get it.
It's overwhelming.

I understand.

You know, um…

I know a little something
about being overwhelmed.

Yeah, right.

I do.

It happens to me all the time.

When I took the Belford coaching job,
I was paralyzed.

I thought, "Wow, what if I'm terrible?

What if they hate me?
What if I fail? What if"--

Every "what if" was just followed up

by another "what if" that was just worse
than the one before.

-That's exactly how I feel.
-I know.

These panic attacks are real.

I've been having them
since I was your age.

What do you do about it?

I see a therapist.

I exercise.

I honestly think that's a big part

of why basketball was so important
when I was your age.

I try to avoid things that trigger me.

For me, that's, uh, scary movies,
Coach Korn.

But mostly, I try to think sometimes,

"What if I have got this?

What if it's fine? What if I fail?"

I could try again.

And I try to remember to breathe.

-Yeah.

What now?

Let's start by getting you back to school.

Okay?

Louise, why aren't you
on the starting line?

-It's right there. Go!
-This isn't working, Coach.

Yeah. You know why it's not working?
'Cause you-- Excuse me?

'Cause you two aren't letting it work.

It's the same crap
you guys pull out on the court.

Jockeying to see who's alpha.

This isn't about you.
And it's not about you.

It's about all of us.

I taste victory!

-Whoo-hoo! Let's go!
-Whoo!

Load 'em up!

Shorten your stride.
I can't move my arms that fast.

Suck it up, Gruzinsky!

-Come on!
- Screw this!

Mouse, are you okay?

Mouse? You all right? What hurts?

Just my wrist.

Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Go.

- Winner: team Harper and Zach!
-Come on. Stand up.

-Okay?
-Yeah. It's fine.

Nice, girls. Real nice.
You see what you did there?

When you can't put your ego aside
for the sake of your own team, you lose!

Your whole team loses.

If you can't get on the same page,

you're not gonna like
the way this story ends.

You could've really hurt her!

Get it together!

What was that? Huh?

Even at Field Day,
you find a way to embarrass me.

-My partner's a loser.
-Yeah, so is hers.

Do you think
the tour's gonna take you back

with your lazy effort and noodle arms?

You're right.

I'm sorry, Mom.

-I'll hit the free weights.
-Yeah, you better.

Tonight, we're going to the beach
to do peel-and-dig drills

until you remember
what hard work looks like.

-Hey. Everything okay?
-I'm fine.

Look, you never met my dad,

but, um, I know what it feels like to have
a crazy parent who tells you, "You suck."

Well, that's because you do.

Okay. Look, we can keep banging
our heads together all day,

but I think we need to make a truce
because this isn't working.

What's your angle?

I don't have an angle, Ava.
Maybe we're just not that different.

It's possible that,

yeah, I was a little threatened
when you first got here,

-and I didn't really give you a chance.
-No kidding.

But it's also possible
that I have a ton of pressure on me.

And maybe,
I don't always deal with it so great.

So, truce?

You know, we should be crushing
these kiddie games.

Truce.

Let's kick Field Day's ass.

That's it, girls. That's it! See?

Boom! Winners! Winners!

Yeah!

Come on, Ava! Go, go, go!

You're almost there!

Yeah!

-Yeah!
-Yeah!

- Come on, Louise!

You're almost there! You're almost there!

-Come on! Come on! Come on!
- Go, go, go!

-All right!
-Go! Yeah!

Go, Ava!

-Yes!
- That's the way to do it!

-Good job. Good job!
-Yeah!

Okay, do you see what happens
when you guys join forces though?

You dominate!

-She's not that bad.
-Up top.

-She's all right.
-Come on.

- God!
- She's here.

- Sam!
- Samantha!

-Ah, we were so worried about you.

I'm sorry, guys.
I needed some time to work things out.

Feeling better though?

Getting there.

Mmm.

Well, you win.

Good. I love winning.

What did I win?

Well, it turns out that Samantha's grades
were falling because of anxiety,

and I think that basketball
provides stability and structure.

And so, I'm going to ask Sherilyn
if she can reinstate her on the team.

Well, I'm happy to have her back.

What was the… …for?

Well, correct me if I'm wrong,
but wasn't it--

Yes, it was you.
You were the one who said,

"What's the point of having rules
if you don't enforce 'em." Right?

It was me, but now I have new information,
so I've made a different assessment.

That is the sign of having an open mind.

Winds are really picking up, aren't they?

All right, well,
I'm glad you have an open mind

because, uh, I could really use Samantha.

Mouse hurt her wrist earlier.

-Did you hear about that?
-No.

I'm gonna go check on her.

Oh, and, uh, when in doubt,
I'm usually right.

I know that look.

It's the same one I get
after dealing with my father.

He's gloating.

He was pushing
to get Samantha back on the team,

even though she's ineligible.

-I said that--
-What?

He wants to let her play
even though she's ineligible?

-Yeah! And I said--
-Interesting.

Okay, so I guess
if you're one of his players,

there's no consequences
or accountability or anything like that.

-If you're me, it's a whole other story.
-No, that's not exactly what I--

Everyone, report to the gym ASAP

for the final Field Day event.

-Dodgeball!
-Oh.

Okay.

Oh.

Duck!

Bye.

Bye.

Bad sportsmanship, Louise.

What you got? You ready?

-Yes.
- Yeah.

Thomas! Thomas!

-She scares me a little.
-A little?

What you waiting on, Winters?

Make your move. We ain't got all day.

Come on, Destiny. You got this!

-Oh. Oh.

You won.

You won, you won, you won.

I see this little game
you two are playing.

This is payback because
I didn't let you go to that concert.

-No. No.
-Mom. Come on.

You know you only win every year

'cause everyone's too scared
to get you out.

Oh, somebody's grown now, huh?

I see what you're up to.

-I real-- I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.
-No, no, no, no, no.

Yes, you did.

I'll see you at home.

Thanks.

-"Get her, Destiny." No! Bad idea.
-I know. That was--

-I thought that that was gonna be the--
-Bad. Big thanks.

Yeah, it's not in there.

I, uh,
saw your dad going through it earlier.

Ten bucks says your phone's in his office.

Unbelievable. I'm gonna kill him.

-What the hell are you doing?
-Taking my phone back.

No, no. Give it. Give it.
You broke the rules. There's consequences.

-Huh. Really? Consequences?
-Yeah!

You're very selective
when it comes to consequences.

Meaning?

Samantha broke the rules,
which means suspension from basketball.

But you want her on the team.
So, no consequences.

So I guess rules aren't exactly rules
when they don't benefit you.

This is different, Emma. Ca--

- You wanna talk about it?
-Yeah, no.

Hey, you wanna come hang at my place?

I can't. I'm meeting someone.

-Someone. That sounds intriguing.
-Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Maybe I'll tell you about it later.

-Okay. Have fun!
-Mm-hmm.

-Hey, you.
-Hey, yourself.

Yeah, so Marvyn and I are in agreement

that reinstatement would be
the best thing for Samantha.

-No, it wouldn't.
-What?

You just said you wanted her on the team.
Where is this coming from?

Well, I have a new perspective
from Emma, actually.

-Which changed my assessment.
- Uh-huh.

That's the sign of an open mind.

What's the point of having rules
if you don't enforce 'em. Right?

Samantha stays off the team
till next quarter.

Mmm.

-Why you packing up your trophies?
-Destiny.

The concept or the person?

Is there anything else
I can't help you with, Marvyn?

No.

-Would you excuse me?
-Mm-hmm.

- Marvyn!

Marvyn. Marvyn, wait up.

What was that about?

All along you've wanted
Samantha back on the team.

You know, my dad, his first job
was in a metal heat-treating plant.

-You know what that is?
-No, I don't. No one knows what that is.

Metal starts out soft.

In order to make it strong, you have to
first heat it, then cool it immediately.

It's called quenching.

Okay.

I think Samantha-- I mean all these kids,
they have to go through a little heat,

so they can come out
on the other side strong.

-Does that make sense?
-Yeah. I--

What is that? "Mandatory evacuation."

-Oh, wow. Okay.
-Okay. Come on. This way!

-Out, out, out, out. Come on.
- Come on. Let's go! Everybody out!

Hustle. Come on.

-Out, out, out, out, out.
- Come on. Stay calm.

Come.