Bad News Bears Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2005
- 113 min
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You know what I mean?
Sh*t.
What the hell?
Is he okay?
Lupus.
Lupus?
Lupus?
Lupus.
What the hell are you grinning at?
You scared the hell out of me.
Don't be leaning on the door.
How many are in there?
The infestatiors quite advanced.
All right, pull the pin. Throw it.
There you go. Good job, buddy.
Good job, man. You're a natural.
A natural at that sh*t.
Thanks.
Die! Die! How do you like that, huh?
Hey, you sprayed my foot,
dumb-ass.
Oh, yeah?
Stop it!
That sh*t's expensive, all right?
Hey, coach,
what's "carcinogen" mean?
Liberal propaganda.
Don't worry about it. It's just bullshit.
Buttermaker, I got these
behind the garage.
Throw them in the garbage,
in the house.
Hey, save the traps, will you?
Thanks for holding
the fort down, buddy.
I got something for you.
You're gonna dig this.
Hey, guys, come here a minute.
I got something for you.
Now you can quit your bitching
about the whole uniform thing.
Here you go.
- Harper. Heads up, buddy.
- Awesome!
Hooper.
Cannonball!
Jesus Christ.
Hey, Engelberg, if you do that again,
you'll learn how to surf.
Mr. Buttermaker,
we have a game tomorrow.
Shouldn't we be practicing?
Lupus, alcohol.
Excellent. God bless you.
- You got a future, Lupus.
- You ever play with anyone famous?
Hell, yeah, I played with people
who are famous.
What do you think? I mean,
I was in the game, you know.
Oh, I know one.
One time I struck out Mike Schmidt
in an exhibition game.
Struck his ass right out. Yeah, I did.
It was 1980.
It was two outs,
bottom of the seventh inning.
It was the bottom of the seventh...
Top of the seventh.
It was top of the seventh.
And when I put my foot on that rubber,
I was zoned in, man.
It was just one
You just know you got
your sh*t working, you know?
All right, tubby, I'm gonna throw you
something called a screwball.
It's an old-school thing. Now, it's gonna
look like it's coming right at you,
but it's gonna drop right off the table.
So you don't bail out,
You see what I'm saying?
Son of a b*tch!
Shake it off.
Next.
- Damn it!
- I know it stings a little bit,
but it's won'th it.
Okay, here it comes.
It's all right, kid. You had a helmet on.
Imagine if you didn't.
You know what I'm saying?
What are you doing, Buttermaker?
Okay, coming at you.
Mr. Buttermaker?
- Is he dead?
- Hell, no. He's drunk.
We don't got our positions,
batting order, nothing.
- What are we going to do?
- We ain't ready to play.
We got nothing but a boozer
for a coach.
We can wait till he sobers up.
- Yeah, right.
- Nothing else we can do.
Screw this, I'm taking his wallet.
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