Slap Shot Page #2

Reggie, you represent the old guard, one

of the iron men of the Federal League.

You've been playing pro hockey

now for how many years?

- Quite a few, Jim.

- Is that right?

On the other side of the scale, Ned,

who's a college graduate

and an American citizen.

- At Princeton you were all-Eastern?

- That's what it said in the yearbook.

OK. Our lines are open.

Anything you wanna know about

the fascinating world of pro hockey...

Here we go. Hi there.

Jim Carr. What's your question?

Hey, Dunlop, you old fart. Why don't

you get outta the game and let some...

We're gonna spin some music

while we wait for our next caller.

Before you do that, I know a lot

of kids would enjoy coming to the games

to see a great veteran like Reggie skate.

While we wait for our next caller,

we'd like to remind you folks calling in

to keep your questions

within the boundaries of good taste.

What kind of broad is it that

calls up and says something like that?

- They're supposed to be our fans.

- Who cares? It's over.

Idiot McGrath and his shitty PR schemes.

I hate that cheap little bastard.

What are these poor f***ers gonna do

when they close the mill?

They ain't closing it,

just jacking the guys around

so they'll feel happy they got jobs.

- It's the old tactic, the mindfuck.

- Announced it today.

April 1, they shut it tight.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- That's a big surprise.

- 10,000 mill workers placed on waivers.

What the hell

are they gonna do with them?

I don't know.

Every sucker for himself, I guess.

- Hey, who's she?

- Um... it slipped my mind.

Oh, yeah? Maybe your wife'll remember.

You're the best girl in the whole world.

Yes, you are. Yes, you are.

Ruby. How's my Ruby?

How's my girl, huh?

You're a sweetheart.

I missed you. Yes, you're a sweetheart.

Are you my girl?

- Beginning to like it here, huh?

- No. I hate it here.

I'm cracking up, you know what I mean?

- You don't look bad.

- Can't figure it out. I'm slippin' fast.

- I think you look fine.

- Slow down. You're making her nervous.

Jerry, I'd like to cancel the order.

- And there's another little matter...

- Hello?

- Hey, Joe.

- Would you hold it a minute?

What happens to us

when the mill closes?

Don't worry about it. Here, the new

boys are coming in on the 4.15 bus.

I wanna know what happens... Who are

these guys? I never even heard of 'em.

- Son, just take 'em to the hotel.

- I've done enough shitwork for today.

- The f***in' fans call in with dirty talk.

- Reg.

- Nothing in my contract says...

- Reg! Do you see this quarter?

It used to be a nickel.

Now, the golden years are behind you.

One season, you'll be hanging up

the blades and retiring the axe.

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