Major League II Page #4

Alright.

Hi, Flan.

How are you?

I hope you don't mind,

but I've set up a photo op

with an inner-city

youth group.

You mean a gang?

No problem,

I used to be in one.

Actually, I was in four or five.

No, darling.

These are first-time offenders

they're trying

to keep out of gangs.

All you have to do is

pose with one

of the juvenile hall kids

and the education director.

Do we really have

to do this now?

Are you kidding?

It doesn't hurt to show you have

a social conscience,

that you're giving something back

to the community.

You'll be fine.

Hi, Rick.

Nikki, how are you?

Fine.

This is Frankie.

He's one of my students.

He won room inspection five days

in a row to be in this picture.

You could eat prime rib

off my floor.

Way to go, Frankie.

Just a minute, Rick.

He has a problem with his flash.

Is that your new girlfriend?

Yeah. She's also my agent.

Major babe.

Does she like riding

on your Harley?

Is this thing gonna

happen orwhat?

Ready to go.

Don't tell me

you sold the Harley.

Flannery has

been great for me.

I'm not the bum

I used to be.

I kind of liked

the bum you used to be.

OK, that's it.

Thanks a lot.

Great.

Take care, Frankie.

So long, kids.

Bye! See you!

See you, Nikki.

Hey, uh, Rick?

I thought you might

want this back.

You left it

at my apartment.

I don't have much use

for it now, but thanks.

See you, Rick.

So long, Nikki.

Come on.

Alrighty, folks,

I'd have to say my next guest

is about the closest thing

baseball has to a rock star.

Please welcome,

from the Cleveland indians

Rick "The Wild Thing" Vaughn.

Now, let's get

right to it here.

This whole

"Wild Thing" label

that you've been

saddled with

this has led a lot

of people to believe

that, like, you're

borderline scary

like, you're a psycho-guy,

but you seem pretty straight.

Yeah.

So where does this

reputation come from?

From what I've read

you were mixed-up as a kid

with the cops- is that something

you want to talk about?

- No.

- Sure.

I saw this new Corvette.

Took it for a drive.

Just kind of boys-being-boys

kind of thing.

Through four states.

Four states?

That's a lot.

It ended

in a high-speed chase.

Up there around 140

orso.

When I got out of the car,

the cop had a real attitude.

Theywere gonna throw

the book at me

but my cousin dates a judge

in Colorado.

He's a transvestite.

The judge or your cousin?

The judge.

Oh! Um, let's take

a little break.

More with, uh, Rick,

right after this.

It's cool, it's overcast,

and it's foggy...

on opening day

here in Cleveland.

Hello again, everyone.

I'm Harry Doyle

along with my good friend

and partner Monte what's-his-name,

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