Slap Shot Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1977
- 123 min
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F*** it.
Then you'll remember it was Joe McGrath
who trained you for the front office.
I'm sorry, Jerry.
Like I say, I'd like to cancel the order.
In fact, I've got
some equipment I'd like to sell.
The skate sharpener,
the massage table, the Jacuzzi, our bus...
Transways Express Flyernumber 83,
forPittsburgh, Cleveland...
-..ready forboarding at gate two.
Please have your tickets available.
Hey! Hey!
- You the Hansons?
- F***in' machine took my quarter.
Who are you?
Reggie Dunlop, the coach.
- Grab your gear and let's get goin'.
- OK. Come on, Steve, let's go.
- It took my quarter.
- Think they show Speed Racer here?
Hey, guys! Wait up.
Look what I got!
- You guys triplets?
- No, I'm in the middle.
Steve's 20 and Jeffs 18.
- Where are you from?
- Iron League.
- The lron League, huh? A lot of fights?
- Nah.
Hey, I want a soda!
We paid for a week,
then you gotta find a room of your own.
OK, Coach. Gimme a grape or an orange,
and none of that stinkin' root beer!
- We go on the road tomorrow mor...
We're on the road in the morning.
- Bus leaves the War Memorial at 8am.
- I gave you a quarter at the bus station.
Give me another dime.
I'm savin' a dime to call Mom.
Jesus Christ.
You cheap son of a b*tch.
Are you crazy? Those guys are retards!
I got a good deal on those boys. The
scout said they showed a lot of promise.
They brought their f***in' toys with 'em!
I'd rather have 'em play with
their toys than with themselves.
They're too dumb
to play with themselves.
Every piece of garbage on the market,
you gotta buy it!
Reg. Reg, that reminds me.
I was coachin' in Omaha in 1948
and Eddie Shore sends me this guy
that's a terrible masturbator.
Couldn't control himself.
He would get deliberate penalties
so he could get into
the penalty box all by himself,
and damned if he wouldn't, you know...
- Oh, Joe. Jesus.
- What was his name?
"To see the three Chiefs
make a scoring rush,
the bright colours of their jerseys...
flashing against the milky ice,
was to see a work of art in motion."
That's good writin', Dickie.
- I tried to capture the spirit of it.
- You did.
- Want a beer to go along with that?
- It's ridiculous for us to be here.
We stick out like a couple of sore thumbs.
- I'm doin' what I like right here.
- You're turning into a zombie.
- I don't wanna have a stinkin' fight again.
"Rookie goalie Denis Lemieux, continuing
his brilliant first season with the Chiefs..."
Il parle de la game d'hier, ecoute ca.
OK. "Denis Lemieux
continue sa saison..."
My father'd give you a job. Yours would.
I'm all for that.
Always good to have choices.
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