A League of Their Own Page #3

like. Pretty darn nifty, if you ask me.

You can't slide in that.

- Hey, that's a dress.

- It's half a dress.

That's not a baseball uniform.

What do you think we are,

ballplayers or ballerinas?

It's awfully short.

Short? I'm gonna have to squat

in that thing.

I can't wear that.

My husband will kill me.

- Ladies! Ladies!

- Excuse me, sir.

Excuse me.

If you can't play ball in this,

you can't play ball with us.

There are 38 girls

getting train tickets home...

...who'll play in a bathing suit

if I ask them.

There's no pockets for my cigarettes.

There is no smoking.

There is also no drinking

and no men.

Your social engagements will be cleared

through your team chaperones.

Plus each of you will have regular

classes at charm and beauty school.

- For what?

- Every girl in this league will be a lady.

And gracefully and grandly.

Gracefully and grandly.

All right, girls, now go back!

And sip.

Down. Don't slurp.

Sip.

Down. Don't slurp.

Sip.

Down. Don't slurp.

Sip.

- Stop that!

- Why?

It's good.

Posture.

Heads up.

Backs straight.

And sit.

Right over left.

Legs always together.

A lady reveals nothing.

Stop it.

And...

The hair. Soften and shorten.

The eyebrows. Thin and separate.

There should be two.

Very nice.

Very nice!

Lovely!

What do you suggest?

A lot of night games.

Come on, I wanna show you

the grounds. You know, I always...

Jimmy, come on.

I'm showing you around.

Beautiful, huh?

Place used to be a golf course.

I never cared for the game myself,

but I love grass.

It costs a fortune to keep like this,

with the mowing and trimming.

But I grew up in an apartment.

I had one lousy plant in a cheese box.

Now look. I got a park.

These are my in-laws. Hello!

They can't hear nothing.

Enough socializing.

Jimmy, I'm thinking of giving you

another managing job.

Oh, well, Mr. Harvey...

...I guarantee I'll do a better job

than last time.

You kind of let me down

on that San Antonio job.

Yeah, yeah. I had no right to sell off

the team's equipment like that.

- That won't happen again.

- Let me be blunt.

Are you still a fall-down drunk?

Well, that is blunt.

No, sir. I've quit drinking.

You've seen the error of your ways?

No, I just can't afford it.

That's funny to you?

Your drinking is funny?

You're a young man, Jimmy.

You still could be playing...

...if you just would've laid off

the booze.

Well, it's not exactly like that.

I hurt my knee.

You fell out of a hotel.

That's how you hurt it!

There was a fire.

Which you started,

which I had to pay for.

I was gonna send you...

...a thank-you card, but I wasn't

allowed anything sharp to write with.

Look, Jimmy, I want you to manage

one of the new girls' baseball teams.

Don't look so stunned. Face it.

You're still a name. You step

out of the dugout before every game.

You wave your little hat.

You give the people a thrill.

Why not get an organ grinder?

I can hop around and dance.

If your knees are up to it,

go ahead.

Mr. Harvey...

...I hit 487 home runs

for your baseball club.

Three in the World Series,

two in Game 4 alone.

I know that.

That's why I'm giving you this job.

Take it or leave it.

I gotta feed the fish.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the first game...

...of the All-American

Girls' Baseball League.

The South Bend Blue Sox

against your own Rockford Peaches.

- Where is he? It's game time.

- I can't believe he's our manager.

I was listening to the radio when he hit

that home run to win the pennant.

Oh, yes.

I'll get him to sign

my husband's baseball card.

Do you mind?

Could I take a look at that?

All right, but just be careful.

If anything happens to that, George'll

come back from the Pacific and kill me.

- Mr. Dugan...

- Mr. Dugan, I'm simply...

Hi.

- Get down from there.

- I can't believe he's doing that.

- Do something, Mae.

- Oh, yeah.

- Time him at least.

- Give me your watch.

Could be a record.

That counts.

How long?

I ain't gonna ask you again.

Shut up, Doris.

Keep timing.

- Hey. Hey. Hey, Mae, how long?

- Doris.

Boy, that was some good peeing.

Hey, coach.

Mr. Dugan? Could you sign

my husband's baseball card for me?

Hey, great to meet you!

What'll we do?

He didn't give us a lineup.

- We can't play without a lineup.

- I'll pitch. I can pitch.

- I thought I was playing center field.

- No, I would like center field.

Hey, hey. Hey, you guys. Come on.

How hard can it be to make a lineup?

Oh, yeah?

Why don't you do it, Oregon?

- Me?

- Yeah, you.

All right.

Mae, center field, lead off.

She's good.

And now, the manager of the Peaches...

...former six-time

National League home run champ...

...Jimmy Dugan!

Yeah, Dugan! Dugan!

Hey, Jimmy, look up here!

We love you!

Bullshit. You can all kiss my ass.

That's right.

Kiss my big hairy ass.

You're the best, Jimmy!

And the Rockford Peaches!

Doris Murphy takes the field!

Hey, lift up your skirt!

This should be something.

Ain't too many people here.

- You nervous, Doris?

- Yeah.

I ain't.

- Are they laughing at us?

- Yeah, they're laughing at us.

What makes you think

you can play baseball?

- They hate us.

- Just keep smiling.

Hey, glamour puss!

Can you throw the ball?

All right, ladies, let's play ball!

- Let's play ball.

- Dirt in the skirt!

- Let's go.

- And now, the lineup for Rockford:

Leading off and playing center field...

...number 5, Mae Mordabito.

- Thank you, thank you.

Batting second and playing third base,

number 22, Doris Murphy.

Batting third, the catcher,

number 8, Dottie Hinson.

Batting fourth and playing second base,

number 32, Marla Hooch.

Girls can't play ball!

- Batting fifth and playing left field...

- Look at me! I'm a ballplayer!

- Get a load of that.

- Hey, girls, look at these legs!

Better look out,

I might break a nail!

Number 1, Ellen Sue Gotlander.

...number 17, Evelyn Gardner.

- Good throw. You nailed him! All right?

- It slipped.

- Batting ninth, pitcher...

...number 23, Kit Keller!

- Fresh roasted peanuts!

Get your peanuts!

Count's 2 balls and no strikes to

Rockford's big catcher, Dottie Hinson.

And it's in the dirt. 3 and 0.

Let's see if Jimmy Dugan gives her

the green light on 3 and 0...

...or gives her the take sign.

Game's tied 2-2,

the bottom of the 9th...

...with two runners in scoring position

and only 1 out.

From the belt, here's the delivery.

Oh, baby! She hit the cream cheese

out of that one!

Jimmy Dugan, master strategist,

had her swinging away!

Boy, he sure knows his baseball.

Come on, Dottie!

Come on, make me proud!

A 3-run clout for Dottie Hinson...

...and Rockford wins it, 5 to 2.

- Hey!

- All right, Dottie!

That's the way to play!

Dottie, ladies and gentlemen! Dottie!

I couldn't believe you hit it

right out there!

- Jimmy, can we have your autograph?

- Can we have your autograph?

- Jimmy, please?

- Not today, boys.

Come back next game.

Nice piece of coaching, Jimmy.

Especially in the 5th inning when you

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