Athletes Who Rock the World Page #2

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Fed-Ex'd to hell on a handcart.

I really believe that anyone

who's even thinking about

having a child in this world...

is coldly considering

an act of cruelty.

I know, I'm rambling,

I'm complaining. I'm sorry.

- What's your news, baby?

- I'm pregnant.

I'm sorry?

I'm pregnant.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Wow!

- Is that all you're gonna say, is "wow"?

- You're pregnant?

- Three weeks.

How do you know? I mean,

h-how do you know?

Blue! Just turned blue

so I went to the doctor.

- Well, you didn't mean what

you just said, did you?

- When?

Uh, just right now when you were talking

about bringing a child into the world...

and having it be

an act of cruelty.

- I meant it at the time.

- Stanley, at the time? You said it

seven and a half seconds ago.

Well, gosh!

Kind of a lot's happened since then.

Look, we're not even married.

- I know. It's funny

you should mention that.

- It's funny?

- Do you love me?

- Of course I love you.

Good.

- Will you marry me?

- Whoa! Whoa! Wai...

Hey, Marriage Police, pull over!

Come on, Stanley.

I'm proposing to you right now.

The Rock is the most famous and was

the most feared prison ever built.

Is it really true that

there's never been an escape?

Ah, that's true. From 1936 until

'63 when the prison closed,

there were 14 attempts.

No one is believed to have made

it to shore, alive at least.

No, uh, h-h-hey, hey, fellas. I'm sorry,

but tourists are not allowed back here.

- I don't really give a sh*t!

Do you give a sh*t?

- No.

- Come here, fruity.

- Move!

- Hey, girls? Hi.

You all havin' a good time?

- Yeah.

Will you do something for me?

It's really, it's really important.

I need you to tell your teacher

that you need to get back on

the boat and go home right now.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to Broadway!

This cell block housed...

the most awesome scum

in America.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I, Ranger Bob,

cordially invite you to become inmates

of Alcatraz, temporarily, of course.

On the line!

Pretty tight quarters,

aren't they, huh?

Like being a caged animal.

Spend a couple of years

in there...

- What's the matter, fellas?

Something wrong with the tour?

- The tour's over, Bob.

What kind of f***ed-up tour

is this?

General Hummel, Captains Frye

and Darrow reporting, sir.

Welcome to the Rock, gentlemen.

Land the choppers on the

back side and deploy as planned.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Aye, aye, sir. Move out!

I'm not allowed

to carry a gun.

Oh, you're not allowed to carry

a gun? I got a goddam gun.

If I'd've known this was

gonna happen, I'd have brought

my motherfuckin' gun! Help!

All right, gentlemen, this'll be

our new home. Tom, I want

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