Any Given Sunday Page #4

Last time you puked,

you had a hell of a game.

Make a ritual out of it,

people will respect you.

We'll go at them.

We're going with the script.

Focus.

Concentration.

Downfield, downfield.

Every inch. Every inch.

You see it before you do it.

You see it, you do it.

Why'd you take so long?

This one's about to slip away.

Then go ahead. Let's go!

Make me a believer!

...second quarter,

three minutes left.

Set!

Green 68! Hike!

Beamen's got the ball,

with room to run. Look at him go!

He's carrying it

like a loaf of bread.

This kid can move.

He 's got some flexibility.

He 's got genius ankles.

Look at him go!

That's what we need.

A 57-yard carry by Willie Beamen.

What the f*** is he doing?

Will somebody teach this kid

how to slide? He'll kill himself!

I don't need another Julian out there.

I understand.

There goes breakfast.

He seemed confused.

What's he confused about?

What's 60 Bravo?

Red Draw, Regular Group.

That was your play. Twins Right

Beamen walks to the line of scrimmage.

Three minutes left, 14-3 Chicago.

Green 68! Hike!

Touchdown, Miami!

I don't know what he's doing.

I didn't call that play.

-My touchdown!

-It was yours, it was yours.

What the hell was that?

-It was a bootleg.

-I know it was a goddamn bootleg!

I'm glad there's no microphone

down there.

I wouldn't want to be

on D'Amato's dark side.

I didn't call that play.

I called a Regular 22 Fox.

You know what that is, son?

Yeah, I know what that is.

You run the plays I call.

You with me, son?

Yeah, I'm with you, boss.

I'm with you.

Green 68!

Sharks firs t and goal at the 8.

We'll see what the offense puts

together against this Rhino defense.

What the hell--?

Crozier, what's he doing?

I don't know what he's doing.

Watch 55!

Set!

Black 33, hike!

Beamen back to pass,

the rush is on.

Got good protection.

He 's rolling out right in a bootleg.

He pulls it down!

There's room to run!

He 's got some daylight.

He 's going for it!

It looks like they got him!

Yes! What the hell was that?!

Holy mackerel! That is football!

If I'm Tony D'Amato right now,

I'm praying to the football gods:

"What did I ever do to deserve this ?"

"A new breed of athlete...

...and man.

The future.

Welcome to the 21st century."

Sharks, baby!

-What's the name of my team?!

-Sharks!

Why didn't you kick?

You should've kicked!

Cap, you gonna be ready for playoffs?

I've always been a quick healer.

I'll be there.

-You should've kicked.

-I'll be back. I just saw somebody....

It gives me great pleasure

to present D.A.R.E...

...with this $250,000 contribution.

The city of Miami thanks you,

Christina Pagniacci.

You are a great Miamian.

You've done as much as anyone...

...to eliminate drugs and crime

from our city streets.

And your Sharks have provided

wonderful role models...

...for our inner-city youth

to look up to. And I'm all for it!

And now...

...let's get down and party!

Where is that bold and beautiful

quarterback of yours?

Say hello to His Honor.

-Good to see you, sir.

-Show me some love.

Absolutely.

You know my wife, Cindy?

-It's so nice to see you.

-Nice to see you.

I mean the other quarterback.

You know, the black dude?

-Who?

-He means Willie.

Of course, of course.

Dexamethasone?

And extra-strength hydrocodeine.

That mix makes Jimmy crazy.

Can't get it up!

Count your blessings.

Is Willie managing to keep

his food down tonight?

Yeah, he's fine.

I'm Vanessa Struthers.

Jack got such a laugh off that one.

Jimmy had to order new shoes.

I'm Jamie Lasseter.

Heather Sanderson.

Are you and Willie married?

No, but we've been together for six--

Doesn't count until you're married...

...or until you get your name

in the paper as "and wife."

J, did I ever tell you

what this b*tch said about me?

Where's your handkerchief?

B*tch says,

"Your sausage ain't right."

That sh*t bummed me out, man.

I went to a shrink.

Next time, use a handkerchief.

Motherfuckers might have AIDS!

-Woman beater!

-Let's go, let's go.

A**hole!

Let's get out

before she goes public.

Motherf***er!

F*** you! F*** you!

Be proud, son.

You are the future of football now.

You are a model for your people now,

Willie Beamen.

A black man unafraid.

Stand tall.

Give me some love!

-You pretty cool too, mayor.

-Thank you.

It's great to see you again. Welcome.

Good to see you too.

-Are you married?

-I'm between marriages.

Between marriages?

What do you do for dick?

Can I be honest with you?

This is a waste of my time.

I come up with the edge we need, the

stats, the probabilities, each week.

I won't waste another season under Tony.

You won't, okay?

I promise.

Your team ain't doing

what the Dolphins are doing.

A new stadium is the last thing

on the city council's mind.

I'm not asking you to vote, T.J.

I'm asking you to deliver.

I want the 250 million you promised me.

I can get the rest with the bond.

Schools are howling for money,

roads need redoing.

If you're not there for us...

...we'd seriously consider

leaving this town.

Your lease has two more years,

so don't set fires you can't put out.

There are loopholes.

The stadium's falling apart.

You haven't contributed one penny

to the maintenance on that relic.

Now that's the Pagniacci I believe.

I see your teeth. Get down, girl.

You are a relative babe

in this town. Go slow.

First you get along, then you go along.

Come on, darling.

We are a pro team, and we're losing

a ton of f***ing money.

"Life begins with a kickoff"...

...Art used to say.

-That's Artie.

-He was football, Margaret.

I know.

Now all we have are these...

...know-it-all ESPN analysts.

I've just been knighted.

Come on, Mom. Let's go.

Why do we have to leave?

It's not late.

It's getting there.

I gotta give this back to you.

We gotta do this again!

Let's do it tomorrow night.

I remember when my dad

designed that ring.

Guess I'll have to wear mine

on a chain around my neck.

You got to win one first.

I was only trying to make--

No, just win one.

Good night!

See you later!

I saw you looking at

Heather Sanderson's ass!

Why didn't you introduce her

to the mayor?

You damn sure didn't introduce me.

After all these years!

I'm not worried about them!

I'm not thinking about the mayor

or them crackhead a**holes!

I'm thinking about the game!

What're you saying?

I don't look so good to you anymore?

You know, for a college graduate,

you're plumb dumb.

"Heather said this, Cindy said this!

Willie this and Willie that!"

F***!

You come at me

when I'm dealing with this sh*t?

Get the f*** out.

Get your hands off me.

What's wrong with you?

You gonna hit me now?

You're turning into a sh*t like

everybody on that team.

-I'm calling your mama!

-You're calling my mama?!

Girl, look. Don't let my success

go to your head, b*tch!

Why not find a college motherf***er

you can hang out with?

What you worried about me for?

With that educated ass.

You're right. I am educated!

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