The Natural Page #2

Sir Lancelot jousting Sir Turquine.

Or was it Maldamor?

I'm not sure.

Have you ever read Homer?

Homer?

Well, only homer I know

has four bases in it.

Homer lived ages ago

and wrote about heroes and gods.

And he would've written about baseball

had he seen you out there today.

You know what? Someday...

...I'll break every record

in the book.

I know I got it in me.

What will you hope to accomplish?

When I walk down the street, people

will say, "There goes Roy Hobbs.

The best there ever was. "

Is that all?

Well, what else is there?

Don't you know?

Isn't there something more?

More glorious?

Do you have a girl?

I'm gonna say good night now.

Would you come

watch me play sometime?

Roy, you are priceless.

Will you?

Of course.

I could throw a ball here

and never hit the end.

That's for sure, kid.

- Is that licorice?

- Never mind. Let's go to the hotel.

- How far is it to the stadium?

- We're going to the hotel first.

We gotta get over to the hotel.

I wanna get a drink.

- This is Harriet.

- Excuse me?

Harriet Bird, silly.

The door's open.

How'd you know I was staying here?

What's going on here?

Will you be the best

there ever was in the game?

That's right.

All right, kid. Throw strikes now.

Put something on it, now!

He's walking the whole ballpark,

and he's the best pitcher we got.

I should've been a farmer.

Since the day I was born,

I should have been a farmer.

I love chickens

and pigs and ducks.

I'm kind of fond

of nanny goats, I am.

Come on, Fowler!

Throw strikes!

Fowler's killing worms, Pop.

Hey, Fowler!

Don't you know how I hate...

...losing to the Pirates?

My ma urged me

to get out of this game.

When I was a kid,

she pleaded with me.

And I meant to, you know what I mean?

But she died.

Tough.

Now look at me.

I'm wet nurse to a last place,

dead-to-the-neck-up ball club...

...and I'm choking to death!

Wouldn't you think

I could get a fresh drink...

...after all the years I spent

in this game?

Red, did you talk to my bastard

partner about the drinking fountain?

The Judge said he's working on it.

Working on it?

Son of a b*tch!

The day that snake walked

into this ballpark...

...one of the darkest

days of my life, Red.

What do we got here?

The Salvation Army Band?

- Pop Fisher?

- Who wants to know?

I'm Roy Hobbs,

your new right fielder.

My what?

It's right here.

- Scotty Carson sent you here?

- That's right.

He must be nuts.

Where do they find these guys?

Fella, you don't start playing ball

at your age, you retire.

Where'd he find you?

The Heeber Oilers.

I've never heard of them.

They're semi-pro.

Semi-pro.

Schultz, go warm up.

You ever play organized ball

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