D2: The Mighty Ducks Page #5

Coach.

You'll sure need it.

What does that mean?

You'll find out.

Come on, fool! Get up!

- You ran at him unprovoked.

- Huh?

- Calm down, son. You're out of the game.

- Give me a break!

You're throwin' him out? You can't do

that! it's three seconds into the game!

Oh, man.

Come and get it.

Wake up, defense.

Can't do this all myself.

Hey, Goldberg! if that puck was a

cheeseburger, you'd stop it! Ha-ha-ha!

Yee-haw!

- Pass the puck, Dwayne! Come on!

- Dwayne, give me the puck.!

- Pass it to Fulton!

- Dwayne, pass it!

- Look out, Dwayne!

- Yee-haw! Aah!

Oh, man!

i can't believe this is

happening! i should be out there!

...missing big Dean Portman,

it's one-nothing iceland.

iceland outhitting and

outskating Team U.S.A...

all over the ice

in the first period.

Here's Gunnar Stahl

again for Iceland.

Team U.S.A. can't stop him.

On the backhand, saved by Goldberg.

Captain Adam Banks has it for U.S.A. He gets knocked head over heels.

Team U.S.A. still with the puck.

Luis Mendoza, he can really fly.

Mendoza across the blue line. He

gets tripped, slides into the boards.

Come on, ref,

call something.

- We're in trouble, Ken. What can you do for us?

- Let's see.

Uh, a triple aerial

with a Double Hamill Camel...

that should split the D, then a

pirouetting half-toe-touch for the goal.

- Show it to me, son.

- Come on, Kenny. Get us back in the game.

i'm sure

you can do it, Ken.

Aah!

Aw, man. Aw.

Aw.

Was that it?

Please give me one more

chance to get those guys!

They've got to get back into

this game. Iceland with the puck.

Here's Olaf Sanderson

right down the middle.

- Sanderson over to Stahl.

He scores.!

Where's our concentration?

You guys are runnin' around like a bunch

of chickens with your heads cut off!.

- We're doin' our best.

- Well, your best isn't good enough anymore.

Blow this game and we are one

loss away from elimination.

You guys might want to go home

early, but i sure as heck don't.

My, that was inspiring.

Four-nothing, Iceland, as we

head for the final period.

I hope Bombay's got some magic up his sleeve,

because he's getting manhandled tonight.

No! No.

You're off, Goldberg!

Ah, thank you.

- Hey, good luck, goalie. You're gonna need it.

- Thanks, Goldberg.

- Sending in a woman to do a man's job.

- Don't break a nail.

i'm sorry, boys, but can you

help me with my pads, please?

Yeah. Oof!.

Intent to injure.!

You're out of the game.!

- See ya around, fellas.

Aw, geez.

Thanks for the breather.

- Fulton! Get out there and blast one!

- Go on in!

Fulton Reed on the ice

for Team U.S.A.

- He's open to the blue line.

- Fulton, fire it in there!

Reed winding up-

Whoa.! Glove save by Seggi.

Oh, what a save.! He'll have an

imprint of a puck in his palm...

after that one.!

- Hi.

- i know how you feel.

Here's Banks,

starts onto the ice...

moves along the left wing side,

now moves into the center, but-

A spinning move.! A great

move to the blue line.

Banks all alone.

He scores.!

Yeah, we got one!

Hey!

Come on! Relax!

Take it easy!

- Calm down, son.

- Are you okay?

- i'm all right. i'm okay.

- Are you sure?

He scored!

- Sit down. Right in there.

- Sanderson!

In my country,

we call that a love tap.

i want a piece of you,

Sanderson! You're mine!

- Oh, you think it's funny?

- Come on, get down!

i want you!

Hey, man, don't touch me.!

C'mon, Charlie!

That's it!

- iceland!

- Olaf.

Ja, Coach.

- Good game, Coach.

- Thanks, ref.

Damn it!

Twelve to one, huh?

Twelve to one.

Ya think Hendrix is interested

in backing a loser?

Hey, how are ya?

You're only good to us

if you win.

Don, i'm- i've-

i- i've been good to you, man.

i gave ya a real shot.

A real shot

to be somebody...

and this is

how you repay me.

We just didn't have

the magic tonight.

Well, you better get the damn

magic, and you better get it fast.

Or i'm out of a job, and you're on your

way back to Palookaville, Minnesota...

shoveling snow

and sharpening skates.

Have a nice night.

Twelve to one.

You know what word comes to

mind when you think of that? Hmm?

Pathetic.!

You guys were brought

here to play hockey.

- What about you?

- What about me,Jesse?

Coach Stansson knew everything

about us. They were ready for us.

And you spend your time driving around in

convertibles talking to those sponsor fools.

Or hanging with the iceland lady.

We saw you two Saturday night.

Eating ice cream with

the enemy, huh, coach?

What? What are you talking

about? What's going on?

Hey. Hey, what i do is none of

your business. is that clear?

Don't take those pads off.

Everyone stay in your gear.

We have practice.

Tonight?

This isn't

very much fun, Coach.

Who said it was

supposed to be fun?

You did, when you

coached the Ducks.

Well, i don't see

any Ducks here, Charlie.

All i see is Team U.S.A.

one loss away from elimination.

Twenty more sprints!

Let's go!

Line up! Come on, let's go!

Line up, Charlie!

Let's go! Keep you here

all night if i have to.

Not my best...

Luis.

Sorry.

All right, let's go!

Team?

Hello!

Hey, guys.

- Hello?

- I canceled their practice.

- What're ya talkin' about? Where are they?

- They needed a day off. Trust me.

i need 'em here

to practice!

Well,

they need to rest.

You've been running

those children ragged.

They can barely stay awake in class.

They're calling you Captain Blood.

i am preparing these kids for

battle. Can you understand that?

We win the gold,

we go on to bigger things.

- Bigger things?

- That's right!

Please!

Gordon, it's a game!

You said it yourself. Games

should be fun. Remember?

- And hold, two, three- - Coach

isn't here. Why do we have to be?

We have a game tonight.

We have to work out.

i say mutiny.

Who's with me?

Goldberg,

i'm too tired to mutiny.

Come on, guys, it's not like we

couldn't use the conditioning.

- Speak for yourself, babe.

- Her name is Julie, not "babe. "

- Don't tell me how to talk, rich boy!

- Hey, Portman, chill!

Hey, you want a piece of this?

Yo, Team U.S.A., what are you gonna

do today, a million jumping jacks?

- This kid's crazier than me. Forget about him. Look, Fulton!

- Hey, chill!

Hey, man,

i'm gettin' sick of you!

i'm gettin' sick of seeing the U.S.A.

represented by a bunch of whining babies.

Too bad you can't back up

that mouth.

Me and my boys can take you

anytime, anywhere.

- i don't see no "boys. "

- i got 'em waitin'.

Grab your gear and let's go play

some schoolyard puck.

- Or maybe you forgot what it's like to play for real pride.

- You got a pass?

- Come on, it's not too far, you little wimps.

- Come on.

- What are you doin'? Get off!. You comin' or not?

- Let's go.

My little brother Russ here has been telling

me that you have been chokin' big time.

Your brother's

got a big mouth.

Uh-oh.

He does, doesn't he?

- Oh, boy.

- We thought we'd call you all to see what you got.

We know you can talk to the

press and sign autographs.

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