The Mighty Ducks

[ Announcer ] ...The Minnesota Pee Wee

Championship is up for grabs.

Both teams playing like there's

no tomorrow. Duluth, in the Hawks' zone,

looking for a chance to win it.

Only a few seconds remain.

There's a pass out to the blue line.

lntercepted by Gordon Bombay !

Bombay ! He's got a breakaway.

Across the blue line all alone

for a chance to win the game !

He's pulled down from behind

by Fox of Duluth.

Fox definitely pulled him down

from behind and this could be --

Yes, the referee calls

for a penalty shot.

Gordon, it's up to you. l don't wanna

see any goats around after the game.

You got it ?

Now, you miss this shot...

you're not just lettin' me down,

you're lettin' your team down.

[ Announcer ]

A pressure situation he's in now.

The 1973 Pee Wee State

Championship now rests...

on the little shoulders

of number 9, Gordon Bombay.

[ Cheering ]

[ Crowd chanting ]

Gordon ! Gordon !

[ Chanting ]

Gordon ! Gordon !

Let's go, son !

All right !

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Whistle blowing ]

[ Announcer ] He hit the goalpost !

What a heartbreaker !

Little Gordon Bombay

had the chance --

All my client did was attempt

to give you what you wanted !

lsn't that right ?

This man put his neck

on the line for your greed.

Objection. Your Honour ?

Will both counsellors

approach the bench ?

[ Man ]

What's he doing ?

l don't have anything to tell you.

l just wanna make a point.

So nod like l'm saying

something important.

- Mr Bombay ?

- Gordon, what are you doing ?

- Get out there and be my lawyer.

- Perfect.

This drives him nuts

and l love it.

Nice tie, Frank.

You wore that yesterday, didn't ya ?

Oh, Mr Bombay,

l'm so glad you could make it.

Please restrict yourself

to a relevant cross-examination !

Your Honour, the applicability

of societal intent...

vis-a-vis individual action

is well established.

l'm citing

Minneapolis V. Higgins.

The appellant court overruled a judge

who disallowed similar testimony.

Now, if l'm not mistaken,

that was... you.

Wasn't it, Judge Weathers ?

l stand corrected, counsellor.

Objection overruled.

[ Frank ] Oh, you really stooped

to an all-time low on this, Bombay.

l'm insulted, Frank.

You have no idea how low l can stoop.

l don't mind losing.

l would just like to lose fair.

Losing fair is still losing, Frank.

Gotta go for the ''W'' every time.

And what about justice ?

That man should be in jail.

lt was your job to put him there.

Don't take it out on me !

Next time do your job,

Frankie boy.

- 30 and 0 ! l remain undefeated.

- What about the Frazier case ?

We don't count that one because

l scored with the court reporter.

- The one you said

had the intelligent body ?

- That's the one.

- No calls on the Duck phone ?

- Not yet.

What's he waiting for ?

l saw him in the back of the courtroom.

How about some kudos here, huh ?

Mr Tolbert dropped off a couple ringside

seats for tonight's North Stars game.

Hockey ? [ Raspberry ]

Forget it !

Gordon, here's the research

for the Pearlstein Project.

- Can you get started ?

- Jane !

Can't you see l'm reveling here ?

Today l'm 30 and 0 !

- 30 and one.

- Type, Jeannie, don't speak.

- [ Ringing ]

- Mr Bombay's office.

Yes. lt's Ducksworth.

You're right. He wants to see you.

Ha-ha-ha !

Thank you very much, Mr Ducksworth !

lt was nothing, Mr Ducksworth.

Quack, quack, quack, Mr Ducksworth.

[ Door closing ]

Gordon, another fine job today.

- Thank you, sir.

- Just one thing.

Score. Don't spike.

l'm not sure l understand

what you mean, sir.

This is a business.

lt isn't a game.

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