Hellcats (2010–2011): Season 1, Episode 1 - A World Full of Strangers - full transcript

My name is Marti Perkins.

I'm a pre-law major
at Lancer university.

A few blocks off Beale Street
in the heart of Memphis.

Birthplace of rock'n'roll,

the blues, and...

clogged arteries.

I ride my bike everywhere

because these are tough times.

Money's been tight
for me and my mom.

I could never afford
a school like Lancer

if I weren't on scholarship.



Lancer's like this little oasis.

The whole place is powered
by sports.

It's a promised land
where football is God.

Where there's football,
can cheerleaders be far behind?

Stop!

Let's go.

You know where it's at.

Jump on it.
Let's hear it for the Hellcats!

Lancer's cheerleaders
call themselves the Hellcats.

They wear adorable matching outfits,

live in their own private dorm,
and steer clear of outsiders.

Like happy little cult members.

Not my crowd, to say the least,
but life can take you

to some pretty unexpected places.



Hey, Marti.

- When are you due back up at the dos?
- It's a light load today.

I took an hour lunch.

Plenty of time
to ponder the unponderable.

Today's topic?

What makes a person decide
to become a cheerleader?

Science.

Over time
all that pep builds up pressure.

- They have to vent.
- Otherwise their heads explode.

I don't trust any culture
that builds pyramids.

Human or otherwise.

Egyptians enslaved the Jews.

Aztecs.
Human sacrifices.

Freemasons put pyramids on money,
giving us...

Dan Brown.

- They've earned their spot in hell.
- Right next to the cheerleaders.

Tighten up, guys.

Okay, Dan patch.

Call it.

Ponytail chick up top.

I want her head above my mantel.

You want her head in your lap.

My delicate sensibilities.

Do not actually exist.

- You guys, tighten!
- Gotcha!

- Who's next?
- Tighten up!

That's outstanding.

Keep shooting, sniper.
The blonde one's getting away.

You got to get her.

Dude, knock it off.

That girl's hurt.

Come on, smile.

They're only cheerleaders.

.: Arcadya Global Team :.

Mom, what is this?

You weren't supposed to see that.

They send those out
to scare you into paying.

Are you hungry?

It says my scholarship was canceled.

Last semester.

Lancer cut fringes
for university employees.

Fringe?

My scholarship is not fringe,
it's central to my life.

It'll be fine.

You'll be fine.

Union cannot pull scholarships

for students
that are already enrolled.

- They did.
- But they can't.

- But they did.
- Yes, but they can't.

The union is taking them
to court and everything.

How long will that take?

You're the one studying law.

Why don't you ask
one of your professors?

This bill is three months past due.

I have a week to pay
or I'm barred from classes.

Trying to scare you.

It worked.

I didn't want you to see this

because I didn't want you to worry.

Hon,
everything works out eventually.

You'll see.

Are you sure I can't fix you
something to eat?

- Love you.
- Love you.

6 weeks?

I'll miss Qualifiers.

The most important part of healing,
Alice, of any professional athlete,

is gonna be patience.

I hate patience.

Can't you shoot me up
with something?

Absolutely not.

Have a snoopy sticker instead.

For difficult patients.

Your boyfriend is hilarious.

He's also our team doctor,

you should listen to him.

And he's hot.

Seen better.

And I will be getting
a second opinion.

I think she's crushing on you.

Are you gonna be home for dinner?

I have to figure out
how I'm replacing Alice

in time for Qualifiers, next week.

Don't you have backups?

Kim and Cassie transferred,
Natalia got herself pregnant,

and my other two flyers are injured.

I swear this squad is cursed.

No pessimism, Vanessa.

Positive outcomes only.

Yes, Savannah.

Thank you, Savannah.

Coach got spanked.

Watch it
or you're gonna get spanked.

Alice!

- Put the sharpie down.
- Arm.

I'm just gonna wash it off.

This will provide inspiration
and speed recovery.

Sure it will.

It's nice ink.

She's gonna write "clumsy" next.

On your forehead.

So you slipped
and knocked down the pyramid

and I'm the bad guy
'cause I fell on you?

You don't pay attention.

Wait, were you still talking
right there?

If I was injured,
I'd be flipping you off right now.

Wait, I have two hands.

This gym is a no negativity zone.

The scholarship cutbacks
have hurt a lot of students.

I wish you had come in sooner.

Our discretionary aid money
ran out weeks ago.

- I'm sorry.
- You need to understand.

I've been taking care of my mom
since my dad died.

I wash her clothes, I buck her up
when her heart gets broken.

I pay bills, I work weekends.

- You know what gets me through?
- If it's drugs, don't tell me

'cause I'm obligated to report it.

Hope.

The hope that I can graduate
and move far, far away

and live like a normal person.

You kill my hope and you kill me.

I need to stay in school. Please.

If it helps,

there are some unconventional
scholarships available.

Odd little things
from specialty groups.

In this catalogue.

I hope there's something there.

There's a scholarship for students
with the last name of Van Valkenberg.

One for people fluent in Klingon.

And let's see here.

One for those interested in pursuing
a career in the potato industry.

I don't know where to start.

If you flip to the back,
there's one for very sarcastic people.

Glad you can find joy in your job.

Hellcats taking us
to the Nationals this season?

You know it, Mona.

I'm dropping of my scholarship papers
for Mr. Rabin.

- Can you see that he gets it?
- You're applying for a scholarship?

I have one now.
For cheerleading.

Cheerleading?

Comes with being a Hellcat.

They need us fierce and focused.
Eye on the prize.

There's a scholarship for cheerleading?
For being a football groupie?

Sorry.
Did you just call me a groupie?

Nothing personal against you...

It doesn't get more personal
than calling someone a groupie.

Groupie's jump up and down
in skimpy outfits

screaming adulation
for masculine fantasy figures.

Beyond that, we're splitting hairs.

Take that back.

Are we in grade school?
I call no take-backs.

Don't make me come down
off this porch.

Are you actually threatening me?
Physically?

We are an internationally-recognized
competitive sport.

We practice 20 hours a week.

We bench press twice our body weight
and run a 7-minute mile.

We compete with broken thumbs,
twisted ankles smiling through the pain.

We are athletes.

Back in Dollywood.

Wouldn't you rather
get right to the hair pulling?

I'm not gonna let
some grubby little goth

insult the Lancer Hellcats.

You did not just call me goth.

Everyone's staring.

We should leave quietly.

Count of three.

My name is Vanessa Lodge.

I have the honor of being coach
for the Lancer university Hellcats.

It's really great
to see you all here today.

And I'm hoping at least one of you

has what it takes
to wear Hellcat blue.

So tel me, ladies,

did you bring your A-Game?

Stop.

Who brought their A-Game?

That's what I'm talking about.

You realize that this is insane.

Painfully aware.
Thank you.

Number 26.

Come on, move it.

Stragglers will be shot.

Right with you, pal.

You are mighty.

You are Batgirl.

You blindly optimistic.

Thank you for noticing.

Don't trip, number 26.

Bite me.

Who has the makings

of a Lancer Hellcat?

You're a judge?

Captain, actually.

Good luck.

You know that one?

I tried to slap her the other day.

She has fast hands.

Nice work.

Put that one out of my misery.

Be nice.

Let's go.

Is that an Adam's apple?

I don't think so.

Number 26.
Relax.

Count it out.
You've got this...

Hopeless.

Number 26, just chill.
Have fun.

You can do it.

We need to stop her.
She's confusing ever gloss.

That is not what we do.

It is not.

She's not doing the choreography.

Did she just do a lay-out, step-out?

It took me six months to hit that.

Fantastic, ladies.
Nice work.

Take a breather.

Damn, girl.

Where'd you pick up those moves?

Townie bars.

I've been going since I was 16.

And I may have trained a little bit.

I'm Marti, by the way.

Lewis.

So, tell me, Lewis,
Captain Bobblehead over there.

Can the other two outvote her?

I guess so. Why?

No reason.

I know she nearly crapped herself
when you landed that step out.

Landed the what?

You are green.

Yeah, you're green.

Number 26 is up next.

No way.

I liked the crazy dancing thing.

Weird.

It's different.
We need to mix it up

or Memphis Christian
kills us at Qualifiers.

You're the tie-breaker.

Open.

Open now.

And...

Now.

Cheertown? Really?

It's a nickname.

They force all the cheerleaders
to live here.

It supposedly promotes spirit.

Rah.

It seems like such a waste

when our apartment's
just off campus.

It keeps me in school.

Do you understand how close I came
to having to drop out?

The position you put me in?

What's important

is that everything worked out.

And now, I told you
that everything was gonna be all right.

Why don't we drop this stuff off,
go out and celebrate,

get some ribs, find some guys
to buy us some drinks?

After we drop off this stuff,

I have to actually unpack it

and get some sleep.

I've three hours of classes

and three hours of cheerleading
rehearsal tomorrow, so I can't.

I think they call it practice.

It's gonna kick my ass.
I'm still sore from the audition.

Tryout.

Tryout.

What?

I miss you already.

Mom.

You work on campus.
I'm gonna see you every day.

Whereas I'm facing a house full
of alien cheerleaders.

If they don't accept me,
I'll get cut from the squad,

lose my new scholarship, and end up
working the grease gun at jiffy lube.

- Marti the martyr.
- I love when you call me that.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to go bond

or instigate a pillow fight
or something.

I love you.

Why don't I come in
and meet your new friends?

Love you, mom.

Cheertown.

I'm one of the new girls. Marti.

I know who you are.

I voted against you.

I was overruled.

Democracy's a bitch.

Apparently so you are.

Welcome to Cheertown.

You know what?

Can we just start over?
I'm sorry about the other day.

I was in a crap mood
and I went looking for a fight.

I put that aside.

Vanessa thinks you can help us
beat Memphis Christian next week.

That what matters.
That's why I voted for you.

You voted for me?

After all the stuff I said?

You can make up
for your appalling rudeness

with hard work and perseverance.

Tea station, microwave, mini-fridge.

You initial your food,
I'll initial mine.

Of course,
no alcohol or processed meats allowed.

And here I've allocated
half the dresser space for you.

I prefer the upper drawers.

I'm a bottom myself.

That's a joke.

We should come up with a signal
for that to avoid confusion.

I've earmarked half my linens,
coverlets, and towels for you.

If by "coverlet" you mean bedspread,

got my own.

It's nicer. It matches. No?

I've cleaned out that desk for you
and lined it with shelving paper.

Do you prefer silk or wood hangers?

I've stocked up on both
just in case.

You wanted to see me?

Coach Lodge, please, sit.

I'm sure you've heard
that we are looking to hire

a new head football coach.

I've heard gossip.
Do you have someone?

He's touring facilities.

We'd like to keep it quiet
until the deal's done,

but I'm not gonna lie to you,
he is expensive.

You're cutting my budget? Again?

I'm notifying the coaches
of all athletic disciplines.

Unsuccessful programs
will be eliminated.

The board of regents defines success

as winning.

In your case,

placing at the Nationals
this spring.

You can't cut cheerleading
from a football school.

The Hellcats will continue
to cheer at the games,

we're gonna eliminate
the competition...

The competition is
what these kids live for.

The football is
how they pay the rent.

These are tough times.

You need a winning season.

Fear is such a lousy motivator,
Bill.

I'm sure you remember
the famous coach Red Raymond.

You're coming back to Lancer?

They're courting me.

How the hell have you been?

What's it been, about ten years?

I guess.

This brings back memories.
The last time together

was under less
than celebratory circumstances.

Bill, how about
you give us the room?

Red, it's my office.

Maybe.

Negotiations are still in progress.

I'll be down the hall.

Thanks, Bill.

Did you enjoy that?

I enjoy everything.

I don't know what to say.
Congrats.

I guess, on your big job.

I appreciate the civility, I do.

Now come on, let me go buy you
a big ol' slab of meat.

Just so we're clear,
I have a boyfriend.

And we just moved in together.

He bought me this.

See? It's serious.

It's very serious.

No doubt.

Things change.

It's called entropy,

and it's a law.

You want a souvenir?

I bet it's real silver.

Take it.

Be bad.

Bad girl.

The college football world
is swirling today

with rumors that red Raymond has agreed
to contract with Lancer university.

Although no official announcement
has been made...

See?

Sounds like red Raymond
is coming back to Lancer.

That's a big get.

Did you two ever cross paths back
when you were a Hellcat?

The cheerleaders never hung out
with the football crowd.

Oil and water.

So, how was your day?

Good morning, roomie.

I'm off to the gym.
Did you make your bed?

Never mind, it's your first day,
I'll make it for you.

I'll also leave you
an energy bar on your pillow.

See you at practice.

Too early.

What the?

Patty, right?

Patty Wedgerman.

- Everyone just calls me the wedge.
- In or out.

You're causing a draft.

Be nice to the new girl.

I like her.

What's up with the writing?

That's Savannah's thing. Supposed to be
an inspirational mnemonic.

- Does it work?
- It had better.

The wedge can't afford to coast.

She's barely keeping up
with the guys as it is.

She has a point.

Take Lewis for example.

He's physically bigger than me,
so he naturally has a lot more power.

You'll get a chance to feel
those steel-belted arms firsthand

since you're replacing Alice here
as his flyer.

Better not coast, Alice.

Alice,

You didn't want me,
but now that I'm actually here,

- We should just be friends.
- You won't be around long.

The Hellcats are short on flyers
at a crucial moment.

That is the only reason

a dangerously inexperienced outsider
got a foot in the door.

Sure, you can move,
but look at your body type,

you're a tumbler at best,

and we've already got
all the tumblers we need.

Once I'm back,

you'll get bounced.

Unless...

What's the word?

Prove myself.

In my experience,
when you're done with the band-aid,

you rip it off and throw it away.

I'm the band-aid.

Got it.

Do you invent your own catty metaphors
or is there like a book?

Crap!

You are a freakin' sick man.

You know that, right?

Shower and a show.

Lewis.
Please, help me.

On it.

Does this look crooked to you?
I might have slept on it wrong.

I think I need a splint.

Dude, put that away.

Really.

Look at this. Yo!

I need help!
Dudes.

You're really
just gonna leave me like this?

All clear in the green zone.

Lewis, I owe you one.
Thanks for the save.

You're my new flyer.

We got to look out for each other.

Plus, I like getting naked.

Yeah, me, not so much.

That's too bad.

You got the body for it.

Look at this shot.

When the clouds come in,

it's called French light.

Really softens things up.

It's beautiful?

That is some very soft light.
I want to snuggle with that light.

We gonna hit empire tonight?

Practice, exam,
second exam, more practice.

You're gonna have to seduce Rosalie
without me.

Rosalie's not really my type.

Your type is a girl who says,

"Sure, Dan, I'll sleep with you."

A little bit true.

More than a little.

Speaking of practice,

I got to get back in 15.

Save the cheerleaders,
save the scholarship.

You sure school is worth all this?

I could hook you up with a job
in the front office like that.

I'm going to graduate,
pass the bar up north,

and work in a DA's office where
everybody talks in flat yankee vowels.

Come on.
How can you leave Memphis?

My mom lives here.

I live here, too.

That's gotta count for something?

If I were gonna stay
for something...

I'd stay for the ribs.

You did not.

Yo, M.

These new people.

Don't drift, yeah?

Never happen.

Ladies and gentlemen,

for the first time ever
in a Hellcats mini skirt...

Okay, gang,

our friends at the university
have put us in a corner.

Nationals is a must this year.

It's win or go home.

To win, we need to qualify.

The opportunity to do that
is next Saturday.

To be competitive
against Memphis Christian,

we need to up our game.

Change up our moves,

we're in a rut.

- They are textbook.
- We're gonna check the textbook.

All right? I want you to go
in that gym now,

and forget everything you know.

Go where the music takes you.

Wing it.

Cheerleaders do not wing it.

They do now.

If we're going to improvise,
shouldn't we make some kind of plan?

Let's go.

That's it.

See this?

Watch what Marti's doing. There.

Yeah, you got it.

Look at Marti.

She's changing it up.

Put some soul into it.

In your hips.

Move your hips.
It's all in your hips.

Girl, come on.
You got it.

Girl, come on.
Shake it like you're from Memphis.

That's it.

Let it go.

Good job!

I hope you brought carbs.
I'm running low.

Got some just for you.

That's cold. Cold.
Really cold.

Ice is your friend.
It loosens muscles.

Stop being a baby.

The only part of my body
that isn't sore is my left hand.

What happened to you, anyway?

What do you mean?

You've obviously trained. A lot.

Otherwise you wouldn't be able
to keep up.

I was a gymnast up
until high school.

Why'd you stop?

It's a long story.

Senior year we made state.

My mom was there to cheer me on.

She brought a date,
they'd been drinking.

She was screaming
and hooting and hollering.

Everybody was looking and wondering

who the white trash freak was.

I just kept praying
that nobody would connect her to me.

What happened?

I missed a jump and fell on my ass.

Mom's an emotional drunk, right,

so she comes lurching out of the stand
in tears to make sure I'm okay.

Everybody's looking,
all the gymnasts are laughing.

And then she puked on me.

Shut up.

No, I couldn't make that up
if I tried.

So you never went back?

I kept at it for a month of so...

but I couldn't get her
to stop coming to meets.

Every time I'd step up
to those bars,

I'd feel her soul-sucking presence,

get wigged out,

and blow the routine.

We call that getting mental.

I finally stopped trying.

It wasn't worth it.

You didn't invite your mother
to Qualifiers?

God no. What?

Just checking.

We can't afford a disaster.

Your boyfriend's welcome, of course.

Boyfriend?

The hot townie guy
I saw you in the bleachers with.

What, Dan?

No. We're just buds.

I'm sure Lewis
will be glad to hear that.

He asked Vanessa if he could make you
his permanent flyer.

That's great, but what about Alice?

Weren't they like a thing?

The squad comes first.

We're fighting for out lives.

If we don't place at Nationals,
the university's pulling the plug on us.

We'll lose our scholarships.

Alice understands that.

So no getting mental.

Hey, you.

Can I borrow a pen?

Of course.

Blue or black ink?

I also have markers.

Great.
I appreciate it.

Bye.

Do you mind if I take this table?

Anything for a Hellcat.

My gosh.
You're Marti's mom.

How did you know?

The resemblance is uncanny.

- I would have guessed older sister...
- Stop.

She talk about you so much,
I feel like I know you.

You must be excited about seeing Marti
at Qualifiers this Saturday.

What are Qualifiers?

Marti's debut.

You're going, right?

She always yells at me

when go to those things.

She can be such a diva.

Every little thing
has to be just so.

I know.

But she doesn't mean anything by it.

Last night she was going on and on

about how you've been
this huge inspiration in her life.

Really?

She's a mama's girl at heart.

It would be fun to surprise her.

It really would.

You have no idea.

Let me write down
the information for you.

You got a pen?

Some unlikely people
started out as cheerleaders.

I looked it up.

Presidents.

Actors.

Journalists.

Even the occasional
supreme court justice.

A job, by the way,
that I would be totally up for.

Why not?

Life can take you
to some pretty unexpected places.

And if you don't believe me,

look what I'm wearing.