Hit the Floor (2013–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Game On - full transcript
You were an original Devil Girl.
Coolest first job ever.
- Babe? You're doing it?
- I don't know.
You think you can come in here
and take one of our spots?
It's only so long before even you realise
that you don't have what it takes.
Did you think I was joking
when I said I was lucky to get out of
there? That is a wild world, Ahsha!
You have the talent to be the next Jelena.
That makes you a target.
- Mia's gone? When?
- Last night.
We have an addition
to our judges table for the finals,
former Devil and brand-new
Devil's head coach, Pete Davenport.
Didn't I hear your coach
say something
about no messing around
between Devils and Devil Girls?
- Technically, you're not a Devil Girl.
- I don't think my boyfriend cares
about your technicalities.
How can she get away with sleeping
with the players and no one else can?
Different rules for different folk.
- You're suing me?
- He needs a man in his life.
- Full time.
- So find me one!
- Sloane.
- Olivia.
I'm kind of surprised
that you wanted her
- to do this.
- This is all her.
- Ahsha, don't be late.
- Oh, my God!
I'm sorry, Raquel.
You asked me to make a choice.
That was not the choice I made.
- Ahsha was too good.
- So was Mia.
What did I tell you about calling me?
The point of you getting gone
was staying gone.
- Listen. Be careful.
- I will.
The girls are not my responsibility.
Wrong. Ahsha is your responsibility.
She's your daughter.
Am I packing too much for today?
You might want to pack
a box of tissues.
I've seen plenty of girls chewed up
and spit out by Devil Girls Boot Camp.
Poof. Gone.
I'm not saying I want that.
You don't have to worry about me.
I am your mother.
I would roll you up in bubble wrap
and lock you in the basement
if I could.
It's a good thing
we don't have a basement.
- Okay!
- Hey!
Aren't you forgetting something?
- I meant this.
- Hey.
- Okay!
- Don't forget to point your toes.
- No one likes dead feet.
- Bye!
Bye.
Got my bubble wrap, right here.
- I waited till she was gone.
- You came to my house?
That's what happens when
you don't return my phone calls.
You shouldn't have come.
You shouldn't have dropped
that bomb on me and then gone AWOL.
- I did not go AWOL.
- What do you call it, then, Sloane?
Okay, you're right.
That whole thing was just...
Look, I didn't go to the arena
to tell you,
but you wouldn't do the one thing
I asked, Pete. You wouldn't help me.
- What, I...
- No.
I know it wasn't fair and I'm sorry.
So let's just forget
it ever happened.
- Forget it?
- Yeah.
You've got your life.
We've got ours.
Nothing has to change.
She's fine. We're fine.
I'm not fine, Sloane.
We have a daughter.
I have a daughter.
- How could you not have told me?
- You know why.
I'm late for work.
Welcome to the Devil Girls.
You thought tryouts were brutal,
you haven't seen anything yet.
There are 41 home games per season,
not including the playoffs
and the Devils always make
the playoffs.
Add the dancing you'll be doing at public
appearances, charity events, etcetera,
and by the end of the season,
you will hurt, a lot.
Devil Girls aren't just artists,
we are athletes.
We are also ambassadors,
representing the organization 24/7.
That means no hooking up
with any of the players.
Or anyone in the front row.
Any behaviour TMZ or TMZ-adjacent
and you're out.
Opening game is in two days.
Your first performance,
however, is in one.
The invitation-only
pre-season kick-off party.
Investors, politicians, celebrities,
they all come here
to the Devil's Playground.
- What's the Devil's Playground?
- The private club upstairs.
You have to know Jesus or Oprah
to get on the guest list.
Now, they're all coming to see
the new players and to see you.
You need to be perfect.
You will be perfect.
From the top.
We've got such an awesome group
this season.
They need work.
- Are you still upset with me?
- What gave it away?
So Ahsha's on the team. So what?
We've got 13 other girls.
This isn't about Ahsha.
This is about
you ignoring a simple request.
Jelena, sometimes in life,
compromise is necessary.
Well, I shouldn't have
to compromise on my team.
Your team?
I took shaking my ass in the second row
of a half-empty stadium
and turned it into
a $50 million industry.
Which I'm the face of and if you want
to keep raking in the cash...
I don't need cash, Jelena.
I'm married to a Devil.
What I need is a Captain who is not
gonna push back on everything I do.
At some point, you're gonna have
to be happy with the team we've got.
At some point, I will.
We are making
so many public appearances.
What's that?
Did they give that to you?
Uh, no. This is my playbook.
"Mario Consalvi,
Colonial State Street Bank."
"$43 million, Sky BOX 113."
VIP, line of business,
net worth, seat in the arena.
What's that doodle?
Is that a magic wand?
It's a whip.
I like to draw the fetishes myself.
And what are you gonna do with that?
I'm a Devil Girl now.
I'll never pay my own rent again.
Jelena?
I just wanted to say I'm not going
to be any trouble to you.
I'm just here to dance, that's all.
That was me hazing. I'm sorry.
Devil Girls have to be tough.
But we are all Devil Girls now.
We're cool. If you're cool with me?
Yeah. Of course.
Out with the old,
in with the new.
I thought you'd be tired
of dancers by now.
No, no, I'm just...
You know, I was with them
during tryouts. I guess I'm invested.
Coach Davenport,
I just wanted to say thank you
for putting me on the team.
I promise I will never be late again.
That must have been strange.
Seeing Sloane. I saw you
talking to her the other day.
Oh, it was fine.
- I better get off to practice.
- Sure.
Terrence, Derek, you guys made
the playoffs the last two years.
So what?
Making the playoffs
was never good enough for me
and it can't be good enough
for you two either.
Look, I have a lot
riding on this season
and I know you two have a lot
riding on this season too.
Whatever we've got going on
in our lives,
we need to check that
at the door.
While we're in this arena,
we need to be totally focused.
I can do that. Can you?
Hell, yeah.
Absolutely.
All right.
Oscar is buying you all
new uniforms, as you know.
All that he asks,
all the old ones be turned in.
Thank you. Thank you.
Tighter is righter.
Hey, what do we have to do
to get tickets to opening game?
Well, it depends on who
you're willing to slap and tickle.
It's for my boyfriend, so no one.
- You have a boyfriend?
- What?
Tick-took, Care Bear.
Boyfriends don't last long in this world.
He'll be gone by the All-Star game,
mark my words.
Why would you say that?
Look, I'm not trying to be mean,
I'm just, you know, giving you facts.
Well, German and I have been together
through college
and he couldn't be
more excited for me.
It's like you stepped out
of a Judy Blume novel
and you are baiting me
to worry about you,
but it's not gonna work.
I am not here to get my wings.
Looking good, ladies.
You' self-conscious
around little ol' me?
No, just cold.
Well, maybe dancing
will warm you up.
Maybe. Let's see it.
You want to see me dance,
I'll dance for you.
This guy might be able
to get you a ticket to the game.
Oh, you need a ticket?
For who, your big baller boyfriend?
Yes, for my big baller boyfriend.
Well, tell him not to worry. I'll look
after you. He can watch me on TV.
Won't you be too busy
gawking at yourself?
It's quitting time. I should be
getting home to my man now.
Excuse me.
You ever drive a man crazy
just by saying no?
I never say no.
Here comes Willard
the other way, takes it himself.
- Crossover, left side.
- Pass the ball!
I have floor burns in places
I didn't even know existed
and I think I dislocated
my shoulder.
Today was perfect.
Were any of the players there?
- They were around.
- Come here.
I'm sorry.
Gosh, Ahsha, you are so amazing.
I mean, when I got scouted,
I cracked.
Yeah, but you, you're doing this.
We're doing this, you and me.
We're in this together.
I just can't wait to come see you
at opening game.
We don't actually get tickets
to opening game.
Well, at least I get to be your date
for that kick-off party
that you told me about, right?
We don't actually get tickets
to that, either.
Well, at least I have you now.
That's not all you have.
The little outfit for me, girl?
Yeah, babe.
Come here!
I thought you said
you had to turn that in.
I did.
I found this one in the locker room.
Thought you might want
to get a little use out of it.
Oh, yeah. You are never giving
that back. You know that, right?
You know that, right?
You know that, right?
- You're bad!
- Come here, girl!
Pull in a little tighter
on that smile.
A little bigger. Good, good.
These go up on the Jumbotron.
Is there lipstick on my teeth?
Okay, girls, group photo.
Are we ready?
This is gonna be on everything,
from programmes and magazines
to billboards and bus stops,
and attached to every piece
of merchandise we sell.
Let's make magic.
Rookies in the back.
It's good to see you, Raquel.
- How are you doing?
- Fine.
I heard things have gotten worse
with Jesse.
Hey. I'd really like to help.
Know where I can find a job?
- I might, actually.
- I didn't mean literally.
The hostess job at the Devil's Playground
just opened up. It's a really great gig.
I could make a call...
Thanks, but I can figure
this out on my own.
I know you can.
Well, the manager's there now,
if you just happen
to be walking that way.
You need to take that one down.
Do you see that stray hair?
So many new comments.
Do people think I just sit around
reading all of these?
How do you delete this?
I've sat through enough
of my wife's jerk-off charity events
to recognise what
bored stupid looks like.
I'm not bored, Oscar,
I'm just distracted.
What could be bigger than tonight?
Tomorrow's game day.
It's the first day
of my professional coaching career.
Your job starts tonight.
This party is packed
with investors, politicians
and what our Vice-President of Public
Relations informs me are celebrities.
Look, everybody's gonna want
a piece of you, okay?
Lots of handshakes, big smiles
and you're peeing with excitement
about the new season.
Don't sweat it, Oscar.
I know the drill.
- I'm ready.
- You better be.
Welcome to the Devil's Playground.
Ladies, gentlemen, are you ready
for this season's Devil Girls?
Let's show them how we do it, girls.
Baby. That dance was...
If it isn't page 13 in my binder.
Teddy Reynolds.
His daddy owns a movie studio.
His granddaddy pretty much
invented color TV.
He, on the other hand, hasn't done
anything with his life... yet.
Terrence. Terrence, over here, buddy.
- Terrence.
- Big fan, huh?
Oh, no. We go way back. I just wanted
to get a picture of us for my Twitter.
He can retweet it to his followers
and I can retweet
his retweet to my followers,
and we can kind of hashtag it
back and forth
and our fans can subscribe to it,
and we can "like" it
and check into it on Tumblr,
MySpace...
Did you hit the medicine cabinet
on your way here?
Can you get me close
for a picture?
Sweetheart, you can get a picture
of Terrence Wall anywhere.
How would you like a once-in-a-lifetime
Devils experience
you'll be telling
your grandbabies about?
I am intrigued.
Follow me.
Hi. Sure.
- Raquel!
- Ahsha! Wow! Look at you!
Look at you!
What are you doing here?
I'm working here, for now.
I'm the new hostess.
So that means I get to see you
all the time? That's amazing.
Here we go again.
I can't. He's literally walking in
with bitches and hoes.
Not tonight.
Oh, God.
That guy is so mean to you.
What did you do to him?
When I caught him
cheating on me,
I went a little Carrie Underwood
on his Lamborghini Murcielago.
That doesn't seem like you at all.
Yeah, well,
I was nine months pregnant.
I was a little emotional.
I'll be over... Yeah.
My cocktail waitress fantasy
come true.
In your fantasy
does your cocktail waitress
want to choke you
until you pass out?
Yeah, she could.
Unfortunately, for the both of us,
I'm not a waitress.
I'm the hostess.
So you're not a whore.
You're the madam.
Don't get me wrong, anything that
keeps you off the pole, I'm all for.
Still, it's not really a place you
can take a four year old to, is it?
Good thing I was able to step in
and help out when I did.
Help? Is that what you call taking
a little boy away from his mother?
Jesse, you may be
a big-time agent,
but you are a small, small man.
My client Derek needs bottle service.
Why don't you dance it
over to him, eh?
Oh, my God! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
I'm having sex
inside Terrence Wall's locker!
Inside Terrence Wall's locker.
Less narrating
and more gyrating, honey.
I'm close and so is security.
Derek.
Those your sisters?
Girls are like Jordans,
you can never have too many.
- Whoa. Hey.
- Hey, Coach.
Just gonna walk by
and not give me hug?
It looks like you've got
your hands full already.
I saw her first, Coach.
- Hello?
- We need to talk.
- Pete, I said...
- Yeah, I know what you said.
- Okay. I'm coming over.
- You are not coming over.
- Sloane, I am on the edge here.
- Call me tomorrow.
No, you're not listening to me.
I need to see you now, right now.
Or would you rather I go back
inside this kick-off party
and have a couple drinks, get
real chatty? Because I could do that.
- That's not funny.
- I am dead serious.
I'll come there.
- Thank you.
- Ahsha, you were so great up there.
- You could see me in the back?
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.
- I started off in the back too.
- Was my mom in the back?
Your mom? No.
No, your mom was always
right up in the front.
You have so much of her in your eyes
and the way you move, it's...
- You were friends.
- She told you that?
No, just guessed.
Best friends.
- Raquel.
- Jelena.
I'm glad to see
you landed on your feet.
Devil Girls have to be tough, right?
This was delivered here for you.
- To the Playground?
- Excuse me.
You okay, babe?
Of course. I have to go fix my makeup.
- I'll be right back.
- Okay.
I got the plans for the new arena.
It's gonna make the Barclays Center
look like Little House on the Prairie.
The city's never gonna let you
into Hollywood.
- It's too congested as it is.
- You let me worry about that.
Hey, hey, hey, great to see you.
Bret Locke“,
the best safety 'm the NFL.
- You taking off?
- Yeah, man.
As soon as Jelena gets back. You
might want to head out too, brother.
- The party just started.
- Come on, D.
You partied enough
last season, don't you think?
- You the coach?
- No, I'm not.
Just a man that wants a ring
and I would have got one last season
but my team mate ran out of gas
in the playoffs.
Do you want to compare stats?
It's not about stats.
It's about championships.
Maybe you want one of those.
I do kick box cardio at the gym,
but this guy was a big guy.
Barn, he goes down
like a sack of spuds.
- How's everyone doing?
- Hey!
This is the one
I was telling you about.
Don't you want to know
what I told them?
I have a lot of people
I have to take care of tonight.
That's what I told them!
- What the hell?
- Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God, I'm...
- Jesus.
- What, are you insane?
- I'm so sorry.
Jeez, this is a new suit!
That's very funny, isn't it?
Where are all your lady friends?
Did they get called into surgery?
Okay, so I kind of don't know
what to do here.
Usually, you hit on me,
I spray you with a water bottle
and then I walk away.
Are you (Wing?
It's Terrence. He's riding me.
You know, Jelena was riding me,
but we're cool now. It'll pass.
You think so?
Well, if you'd stop acting
like an ass.
All right. You know...
Call this dude.
He'll hook you up with a ticket.
A ticket to opening game?
You don't have one, right?
You know this is
for my boyfriend, right?
Look, don't tell anybody.
Got an image to protect.
- You couldn't come inside?
- No, I couldn't come inside.
- Have you lost your mind?
- I can't stand this.
My players are hitting on her.
People think I'm a creep
because I'm staring at her.
She talked to me today, Sloane.
- I have to tell her.
- Okay. Okay.
- Here's why you can't say anything.
- Sloane...
No, Pete, hear me out.
Ahsha does not know this world,
not like you and I do.
It's not easy. You know what I mean.
Now, if she finds out about this,
it'll tear her away from me
just when she needs me the most.
It'll spin her out and this is not the
world she should be spinning out in.
So what am I supposed to do?
Just pretend she doesn't exist?
Like she's just some other girl
running around the arena?
No. Not forever. Just, let her
get her legs here, okay?
- And then we'll figure it out.
- Sloane-
Not now.
Pete, you owe me.
Okay. We'll do it your way.
I won't tell Ahsha
that I'm her father, for now.
Thank you.
Four hours, I'm gonna be dancing
inside of Devils Arena
in front of 20,000 people!
Don't forget all the people
watching on TV.
'Cause you know I can't wait
to be screaming, that's my girl!
Get up! Work, work, work!
Baby, give me a sign when you out there,
a little something special for me.
I could wiggle my ear.
Or I could tap my wrist.
- Nice.
- Or I could pull on my...
Where's my badge?
I can't get in without it.
My badge. I left it right here.
Can you go check my bedroom?
Yeah, of course, babe.
Are you kidding me?
A courtside seat, baby?
You got me a courtside seat?
Where? How?
I got the hook-up, baby. Do you need
to do your makeup or can we go?
Of course not!
You are gonna be beautiful.
Go, go, go!
Yes! Do you!
- You excited?
- Yes! Yes I am!
I'm really excited.
- Who's that?
- That's Kyle.
- She's on the team.
- She almost hit us, man.
- When did you get a new car?
- Teddy Reynolds bought it for me.
Nothing like getting fondled by the nacho
cheese-covered fingers of America.
I saw Raquel
at the Devils Playground.
Yeah, she's working there now.
I can't help but think she got an assist
in making her way
back into Devils Arena.
So what?
So that's something you could have
run by me, don't you think?
That's it. I've had enough. Who goes,
who stays, who comes back.
How you've got something to say
about everything
and I've been listening to it
for way too long.
- Oh, have you?
- I have.
You need to understand
something, Jelena.
I'm the boss around here, not you.
Director, Captain.
Any confusion about that
is my fault, but that is so over.
Sadly, the same can't be said
for this speech.
Things are gonna change
around here.
There are gonna be things
that happen that you might not like
and you're just gonna have
to deal with them.
Things? Such as?
Ahsha will be dancing
in the front tonight.
That's not how we do things.
There's no "we" anymore.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to
Devils Arena opening day,
where your Los Angeles Devils
take on Indiana.
Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil Girls!
- Line up.
- Let's do this.
Your first game as coach.
Don't piss yourself.
- All right, girls, ready?
- Ahsha!
- Watch out, man. Ahsha, baby.
- Babe.
Baby, I just wanted to give you
something for luck.
Babe, you need to get out there before
someone steals that courtside seat.
- Okay, okay, good luck.
- Love you. Bye, bye!
I don't know how you're holding
yourself together right now.
Jelena Howard cannot be nervous.
Not for me, for you.
It's one thing to perform
in front of this crowd,
but to perform in front
of your daddy too?
My What?
Pete Davenport, your father.
Your mom danced for him back
in the day and now it's your turn.
- It's almost poetic.
- Devil Girls!
Let's go. Let's kick ass.
Ahsha.
Next time on Hit The Floor.
- I've been a bad boyfriend.
- Very, very bad.
- You told her?
- She knows?
Party at the suite.
On me, let's go!
- Yahtzee!
- Somebody get me a redhead.
It's getting real old
cleaning up your messes, man.
- I will find out what happened.
- You should.
- That is weird.
- What?
Mia, I just got an email from her
with a telephone number.
Ahsha, what are you doing here?
The game's on.
Is it true?
Hi.
Coolest first job ever.
- Babe? You're doing it?
- I don't know.
You think you can come in here
and take one of our spots?
It's only so long before even you realise
that you don't have what it takes.
Did you think I was joking
when I said I was lucky to get out of
there? That is a wild world, Ahsha!
You have the talent to be the next Jelena.
That makes you a target.
- Mia's gone? When?
- Last night.
We have an addition
to our judges table for the finals,
former Devil and brand-new
Devil's head coach, Pete Davenport.
Didn't I hear your coach
say something
about no messing around
between Devils and Devil Girls?
- Technically, you're not a Devil Girl.
- I don't think my boyfriend cares
about your technicalities.
How can she get away with sleeping
with the players and no one else can?
Different rules for different folk.
- You're suing me?
- He needs a man in his life.
- Full time.
- So find me one!
- Sloane.
- Olivia.
I'm kind of surprised
that you wanted her
- to do this.
- This is all her.
- Ahsha, don't be late.
- Oh, my God!
I'm sorry, Raquel.
You asked me to make a choice.
That was not the choice I made.
- Ahsha was too good.
- So was Mia.
What did I tell you about calling me?
The point of you getting gone
was staying gone.
- Listen. Be careful.
- I will.
The girls are not my responsibility.
Wrong. Ahsha is your responsibility.
She's your daughter.
Am I packing too much for today?
You might want to pack
a box of tissues.
I've seen plenty of girls chewed up
and spit out by Devil Girls Boot Camp.
Poof. Gone.
I'm not saying I want that.
You don't have to worry about me.
I am your mother.
I would roll you up in bubble wrap
and lock you in the basement
if I could.
It's a good thing
we don't have a basement.
- Okay!
- Hey!
Aren't you forgetting something?
- I meant this.
- Hey.
- Okay!
- Don't forget to point your toes.
- No one likes dead feet.
- Bye!
Bye.
Got my bubble wrap, right here.
- I waited till she was gone.
- You came to my house?
That's what happens when
you don't return my phone calls.
You shouldn't have come.
You shouldn't have dropped
that bomb on me and then gone AWOL.
- I did not go AWOL.
- What do you call it, then, Sloane?
Okay, you're right.
That whole thing was just...
Look, I didn't go to the arena
to tell you,
but you wouldn't do the one thing
I asked, Pete. You wouldn't help me.
- What, I...
- No.
I know it wasn't fair and I'm sorry.
So let's just forget
it ever happened.
- Forget it?
- Yeah.
You've got your life.
We've got ours.
Nothing has to change.
She's fine. We're fine.
I'm not fine, Sloane.
We have a daughter.
I have a daughter.
- How could you not have told me?
- You know why.
I'm late for work.
Welcome to the Devil Girls.
You thought tryouts were brutal,
you haven't seen anything yet.
There are 41 home games per season,
not including the playoffs
and the Devils always make
the playoffs.
Add the dancing you'll be doing at public
appearances, charity events, etcetera,
and by the end of the season,
you will hurt, a lot.
Devil Girls aren't just artists,
we are athletes.
We are also ambassadors,
representing the organization 24/7.
That means no hooking up
with any of the players.
Or anyone in the front row.
Any behaviour TMZ or TMZ-adjacent
and you're out.
Opening game is in two days.
Your first performance,
however, is in one.
The invitation-only
pre-season kick-off party.
Investors, politicians, celebrities,
they all come here
to the Devil's Playground.
- What's the Devil's Playground?
- The private club upstairs.
You have to know Jesus or Oprah
to get on the guest list.
Now, they're all coming to see
the new players and to see you.
You need to be perfect.
You will be perfect.
From the top.
We've got such an awesome group
this season.
They need work.
- Are you still upset with me?
- What gave it away?
So Ahsha's on the team. So what?
We've got 13 other girls.
This isn't about Ahsha.
This is about
you ignoring a simple request.
Jelena, sometimes in life,
compromise is necessary.
Well, I shouldn't have
to compromise on my team.
Your team?
I took shaking my ass in the second row
of a half-empty stadium
and turned it into
a $50 million industry.
Which I'm the face of and if you want
to keep raking in the cash...
I don't need cash, Jelena.
I'm married to a Devil.
What I need is a Captain who is not
gonna push back on everything I do.
At some point, you're gonna have
to be happy with the team we've got.
At some point, I will.
We are making
so many public appearances.
What's that?
Did they give that to you?
Uh, no. This is my playbook.
"Mario Consalvi,
Colonial State Street Bank."
"$43 million, Sky BOX 113."
VIP, line of business,
net worth, seat in the arena.
What's that doodle?
Is that a magic wand?
It's a whip.
I like to draw the fetishes myself.
And what are you gonna do with that?
I'm a Devil Girl now.
I'll never pay my own rent again.
Jelena?
I just wanted to say I'm not going
to be any trouble to you.
I'm just here to dance, that's all.
That was me hazing. I'm sorry.
Devil Girls have to be tough.
But we are all Devil Girls now.
We're cool. If you're cool with me?
Yeah. Of course.
Out with the old,
in with the new.
I thought you'd be tired
of dancers by now.
No, no, I'm just...
You know, I was with them
during tryouts. I guess I'm invested.
Coach Davenport,
I just wanted to say thank you
for putting me on the team.
I promise I will never be late again.
That must have been strange.
Seeing Sloane. I saw you
talking to her the other day.
Oh, it was fine.
- I better get off to practice.
- Sure.
Terrence, Derek, you guys made
the playoffs the last two years.
So what?
Making the playoffs
was never good enough for me
and it can't be good enough
for you two either.
Look, I have a lot
riding on this season
and I know you two have a lot
riding on this season too.
Whatever we've got going on
in our lives,
we need to check that
at the door.
While we're in this arena,
we need to be totally focused.
I can do that. Can you?
Hell, yeah.
Absolutely.
All right.
Oscar is buying you all
new uniforms, as you know.
All that he asks,
all the old ones be turned in.
Thank you. Thank you.
Tighter is righter.
Hey, what do we have to do
to get tickets to opening game?
Well, it depends on who
you're willing to slap and tickle.
It's for my boyfriend, so no one.
- You have a boyfriend?
- What?
Tick-took, Care Bear.
Boyfriends don't last long in this world.
He'll be gone by the All-Star game,
mark my words.
Why would you say that?
Look, I'm not trying to be mean,
I'm just, you know, giving you facts.
Well, German and I have been together
through college
and he couldn't be
more excited for me.
It's like you stepped out
of a Judy Blume novel
and you are baiting me
to worry about you,
but it's not gonna work.
I am not here to get my wings.
Looking good, ladies.
You' self-conscious
around little ol' me?
No, just cold.
Well, maybe dancing
will warm you up.
Maybe. Let's see it.
You want to see me dance,
I'll dance for you.
This guy might be able
to get you a ticket to the game.
Oh, you need a ticket?
For who, your big baller boyfriend?
Yes, for my big baller boyfriend.
Well, tell him not to worry. I'll look
after you. He can watch me on TV.
Won't you be too busy
gawking at yourself?
It's quitting time. I should be
getting home to my man now.
Excuse me.
You ever drive a man crazy
just by saying no?
I never say no.
Here comes Willard
the other way, takes it himself.
- Crossover, left side.
- Pass the ball!
I have floor burns in places
I didn't even know existed
and I think I dislocated
my shoulder.
Today was perfect.
Were any of the players there?
- They were around.
- Come here.
I'm sorry.
Gosh, Ahsha, you are so amazing.
I mean, when I got scouted,
I cracked.
Yeah, but you, you're doing this.
We're doing this, you and me.
We're in this together.
I just can't wait to come see you
at opening game.
We don't actually get tickets
to opening game.
Well, at least I get to be your date
for that kick-off party
that you told me about, right?
We don't actually get tickets
to that, either.
Well, at least I have you now.
That's not all you have.
The little outfit for me, girl?
Yeah, babe.
Come here!
I thought you said
you had to turn that in.
I did.
I found this one in the locker room.
Thought you might want
to get a little use out of it.
Oh, yeah. You are never giving
that back. You know that, right?
You know that, right?
You know that, right?
- You're bad!
- Come here, girl!
Pull in a little tighter
on that smile.
A little bigger. Good, good.
These go up on the Jumbotron.
Is there lipstick on my teeth?
Okay, girls, group photo.
Are we ready?
This is gonna be on everything,
from programmes and magazines
to billboards and bus stops,
and attached to every piece
of merchandise we sell.
Let's make magic.
Rookies in the back.
It's good to see you, Raquel.
- How are you doing?
- Fine.
I heard things have gotten worse
with Jesse.
Hey. I'd really like to help.
Know where I can find a job?
- I might, actually.
- I didn't mean literally.
The hostess job at the Devil's Playground
just opened up. It's a really great gig.
I could make a call...
Thanks, but I can figure
this out on my own.
I know you can.
Well, the manager's there now,
if you just happen
to be walking that way.
You need to take that one down.
Do you see that stray hair?
So many new comments.
Do people think I just sit around
reading all of these?
How do you delete this?
I've sat through enough
of my wife's jerk-off charity events
to recognise what
bored stupid looks like.
I'm not bored, Oscar,
I'm just distracted.
What could be bigger than tonight?
Tomorrow's game day.
It's the first day
of my professional coaching career.
Your job starts tonight.
This party is packed
with investors, politicians
and what our Vice-President of Public
Relations informs me are celebrities.
Look, everybody's gonna want
a piece of you, okay?
Lots of handshakes, big smiles
and you're peeing with excitement
about the new season.
Don't sweat it, Oscar.
I know the drill.
- I'm ready.
- You better be.
Welcome to the Devil's Playground.
Ladies, gentlemen, are you ready
for this season's Devil Girls?
Let's show them how we do it, girls.
Baby. That dance was...
If it isn't page 13 in my binder.
Teddy Reynolds.
His daddy owns a movie studio.
His granddaddy pretty much
invented color TV.
He, on the other hand, hasn't done
anything with his life... yet.
Terrence. Terrence, over here, buddy.
- Terrence.
- Big fan, huh?
Oh, no. We go way back. I just wanted
to get a picture of us for my Twitter.
He can retweet it to his followers
and I can retweet
his retweet to my followers,
and we can kind of hashtag it
back and forth
and our fans can subscribe to it,
and we can "like" it
and check into it on Tumblr,
MySpace...
Did you hit the medicine cabinet
on your way here?
Can you get me close
for a picture?
Sweetheart, you can get a picture
of Terrence Wall anywhere.
How would you like a once-in-a-lifetime
Devils experience
you'll be telling
your grandbabies about?
I am intrigued.
Follow me.
Hi. Sure.
- Raquel!
- Ahsha! Wow! Look at you!
Look at you!
What are you doing here?
I'm working here, for now.
I'm the new hostess.
So that means I get to see you
all the time? That's amazing.
Here we go again.
I can't. He's literally walking in
with bitches and hoes.
Not tonight.
Oh, God.
That guy is so mean to you.
What did you do to him?
When I caught him
cheating on me,
I went a little Carrie Underwood
on his Lamborghini Murcielago.
That doesn't seem like you at all.
Yeah, well,
I was nine months pregnant.
I was a little emotional.
I'll be over... Yeah.
My cocktail waitress fantasy
come true.
In your fantasy
does your cocktail waitress
want to choke you
until you pass out?
Yeah, she could.
Unfortunately, for the both of us,
I'm not a waitress.
I'm the hostess.
So you're not a whore.
You're the madam.
Don't get me wrong, anything that
keeps you off the pole, I'm all for.
Still, it's not really a place you
can take a four year old to, is it?
Good thing I was able to step in
and help out when I did.
Help? Is that what you call taking
a little boy away from his mother?
Jesse, you may be
a big-time agent,
but you are a small, small man.
My client Derek needs bottle service.
Why don't you dance it
over to him, eh?
Oh, my God! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
I'm having sex
inside Terrence Wall's locker!
Inside Terrence Wall's locker.
Less narrating
and more gyrating, honey.
I'm close and so is security.
Derek.
Those your sisters?
Girls are like Jordans,
you can never have too many.
- Whoa. Hey.
- Hey, Coach.
Just gonna walk by
and not give me hug?
It looks like you've got
your hands full already.
I saw her first, Coach.
- Hello?
- We need to talk.
- Pete, I said...
- Yeah, I know what you said.
- Okay. I'm coming over.
- You are not coming over.
- Sloane, I am on the edge here.
- Call me tomorrow.
No, you're not listening to me.
I need to see you now, right now.
Or would you rather I go back
inside this kick-off party
and have a couple drinks, get
real chatty? Because I could do that.
- That's not funny.
- I am dead serious.
I'll come there.
- Thank you.
- Ahsha, you were so great up there.
- You could see me in the back?
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.
- I started off in the back too.
- Was my mom in the back?
Your mom? No.
No, your mom was always
right up in the front.
You have so much of her in your eyes
and the way you move, it's...
- You were friends.
- She told you that?
No, just guessed.
Best friends.
- Raquel.
- Jelena.
I'm glad to see
you landed on your feet.
Devil Girls have to be tough, right?
This was delivered here for you.
- To the Playground?
- Excuse me.
You okay, babe?
Of course. I have to go fix my makeup.
- I'll be right back.
- Okay.
I got the plans for the new arena.
It's gonna make the Barclays Center
look like Little House on the Prairie.
The city's never gonna let you
into Hollywood.
- It's too congested as it is.
- You let me worry about that.
Hey, hey, hey, great to see you.
Bret Locke“,
the best safety 'm the NFL.
- You taking off?
- Yeah, man.
As soon as Jelena gets back. You
might want to head out too, brother.
- The party just started.
- Come on, D.
You partied enough
last season, don't you think?
- You the coach?
- No, I'm not.
Just a man that wants a ring
and I would have got one last season
but my team mate ran out of gas
in the playoffs.
Do you want to compare stats?
It's not about stats.
It's about championships.
Maybe you want one of those.
I do kick box cardio at the gym,
but this guy was a big guy.
Barn, he goes down
like a sack of spuds.
- How's everyone doing?
- Hey!
This is the one
I was telling you about.
Don't you want to know
what I told them?
I have a lot of people
I have to take care of tonight.
That's what I told them!
- What the hell?
- Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God, I'm...
- Jesus.
- What, are you insane?
- I'm so sorry.
Jeez, this is a new suit!
That's very funny, isn't it?
Where are all your lady friends?
Did they get called into surgery?
Okay, so I kind of don't know
what to do here.
Usually, you hit on me,
I spray you with a water bottle
and then I walk away.
Are you (Wing?
It's Terrence. He's riding me.
You know, Jelena was riding me,
but we're cool now. It'll pass.
You think so?
Well, if you'd stop acting
like an ass.
All right. You know...
Call this dude.
He'll hook you up with a ticket.
A ticket to opening game?
You don't have one, right?
You know this is
for my boyfriend, right?
Look, don't tell anybody.
Got an image to protect.
- You couldn't come inside?
- No, I couldn't come inside.
- Have you lost your mind?
- I can't stand this.
My players are hitting on her.
People think I'm a creep
because I'm staring at her.
She talked to me today, Sloane.
- I have to tell her.
- Okay. Okay.
- Here's why you can't say anything.
- Sloane...
No, Pete, hear me out.
Ahsha does not know this world,
not like you and I do.
It's not easy. You know what I mean.
Now, if she finds out about this,
it'll tear her away from me
just when she needs me the most.
It'll spin her out and this is not the
world she should be spinning out in.
So what am I supposed to do?
Just pretend she doesn't exist?
Like she's just some other girl
running around the arena?
No. Not forever. Just, let her
get her legs here, okay?
- And then we'll figure it out.
- Sloane-
Not now.
Pete, you owe me.
Okay. We'll do it your way.
I won't tell Ahsha
that I'm her father, for now.
Thank you.
Four hours, I'm gonna be dancing
inside of Devils Arena
in front of 20,000 people!
Don't forget all the people
watching on TV.
'Cause you know I can't wait
to be screaming, that's my girl!
Get up! Work, work, work!
Baby, give me a sign when you out there,
a little something special for me.
I could wiggle my ear.
Or I could tap my wrist.
- Nice.
- Or I could pull on my...
Where's my badge?
I can't get in without it.
My badge. I left it right here.
Can you go check my bedroom?
Yeah, of course, babe.
Are you kidding me?
A courtside seat, baby?
You got me a courtside seat?
Where? How?
I got the hook-up, baby. Do you need
to do your makeup or can we go?
Of course not!
You are gonna be beautiful.
Go, go, go!
Yes! Do you!
- You excited?
- Yes! Yes I am!
I'm really excited.
- Who's that?
- That's Kyle.
- She's on the team.
- She almost hit us, man.
- When did you get a new car?
- Teddy Reynolds bought it for me.
Nothing like getting fondled by the nacho
cheese-covered fingers of America.
I saw Raquel
at the Devils Playground.
Yeah, she's working there now.
I can't help but think she got an assist
in making her way
back into Devils Arena.
So what?
So that's something you could have
run by me, don't you think?
That's it. I've had enough. Who goes,
who stays, who comes back.
How you've got something to say
about everything
and I've been listening to it
for way too long.
- Oh, have you?
- I have.
You need to understand
something, Jelena.
I'm the boss around here, not you.
Director, Captain.
Any confusion about that
is my fault, but that is so over.
Sadly, the same can't be said
for this speech.
Things are gonna change
around here.
There are gonna be things
that happen that you might not like
and you're just gonna have
to deal with them.
Things? Such as?
Ahsha will be dancing
in the front tonight.
That's not how we do things.
There's no "we" anymore.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to
Devils Arena opening day,
where your Los Angeles Devils
take on Indiana.
Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil Girls!
- Line up.
- Let's do this.
Your first game as coach.
Don't piss yourself.
- All right, girls, ready?
- Ahsha!
- Watch out, man. Ahsha, baby.
- Babe.
Baby, I just wanted to give you
something for luck.
Babe, you need to get out there before
someone steals that courtside seat.
- Okay, okay, good luck.
- Love you. Bye, bye!
I don't know how you're holding
yourself together right now.
Jelena Howard cannot be nervous.
Not for me, for you.
It's one thing to perform
in front of this crowd,
but to perform in front
of your daddy too?
My What?
Pete Davenport, your father.
Your mom danced for him back
in the day and now it's your turn.
- It's almost poetic.
- Devil Girls!
Let's go. Let's kick ass.
Ahsha.
Next time on Hit The Floor.
- I've been a bad boyfriend.
- Very, very bad.
- You told her?
- She knows?
Party at the suite.
On me, let's go!
- Yahtzee!
- Somebody get me a redhead.
It's getting real old
cleaning up your messes, man.
- I will find out what happened.
- You should.
- That is weird.
- What?
Mia, I just got an email from her
with a telephone number.
Ahsha, what are you doing here?
The game's on.
Is it true?
Hi.