Spaceman Page #3

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his office bright and early.

Now this is between

you and him now.

Why can't he just

see me right now?

He doesn't want to see you

in the state you're in.

We're not in a state.

We're in a province.

You would know that

if you went to college.

Oh, and by the way,

I went to USC, not UCLA,

you ignorant f***ing prick.

Out. Now!

Hmm...

F***ing push me?

Get out.

"It's better to die

than to live in sleep."

Shakespeare?

No, no, no...

GI Gurdjieff.

The Indian mystic.

GI Gurdjieff...

The f*** out!

I wasn't worried a bit.

Hell, it wasn't even

the first time

I had to walk off

a team to make a point.

Back in Boston, I won 17

games, three years in a row.

Even started game seven

of what many consider

the greatest world series

ever played.

Bill,

last night Fisk hit one of the most

historic home runs of all time

and tonight, you get the

ball for all the marbles.

Reds manager, sparky Anderson

says that win or lose,

his pitcher don Gullett is

going to the hall of fame.

What do you have

to say about that?

Well, win or lose, I'm

going to the Eliot lounge.

There it is.

A high drive. He was

waiting for that one.

That one is gone

over everything.

We didn't win that

ball game, unfortunately.

Tony Perez hit a curveball of

mine that hasn't landed yet.

But I'd like to see you find don

Gullett's plaque hanging in Cooperstown.

I however,

I kept my end of the bargain.

We called ourselves the loyal

order of the buffalo heads.

It was me, Fergie Jenkins, Rick wise,

Jim Willoughby and Bernie Carbo.

Bernie was a bit

out of control in hindsight.

Well, I guess we all were, but, I

don't know. Maybe I'm projecting.

Hey, what are you doing? Come back

here, you crazy motherf***er!

Oh, we're screwed.

Oh, sh*t.

I said to the gm...

How the hell

can you trade Carbo?

This team needs a guy like him.

I realize he's been

partying sort of hard

and traveling with that crazy stuffed

gorilla, but he has a family.

Where is the compassion

around here?

And he just said...

It's a business, bill.

You'll learn soon enough.

One day you'll understand

why we have rules.

Om.

Om.

Om.

Om.

Om.

Om.

Om.

Jesus!

Lee, how the hell

did you get in here?

Through the door.

Always with

the smart answers, huh?

Get the f*** off my desk, bill!

You like games, huh, bill?

How about we play

a fun little game, huh?

And in this game, bill,

I ask you another question,

we see if you can come up

with a clever answer.

Does that sound good?

Yeah.

Okay.

Here's the question, bill.

How do you feel about the fact that we

are about to release your insubordinate,

over-the-hill ass immediately

from your contract?

Releasing me?

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