Fear Strikes Out Page #4

Synopsis: True story of the life of Jimmy Piersall, who battled mental illness to achieve stardom in major league baseball.
Director(s): Robert Mulligan
Production: Paramount Pictures
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
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Year:
1957
100 min
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You don't have to do anything

you don't want to do.

I don't want to be hurt.

I don't want to be hurt.

Mary!

Jim!

Dad, Dad, he's sick,

and we've got to get him to a doctor.

I talked to him this afternoon.

He doesn't even want

to go down to spring training.

Jim!

Jim!

Jim!

Jim?

What are you doing here?

What's this I hear

about you not going down

to spring training?

Is that right, Jim?

Doesn't sound like you.

We don't go in for that

kind of stuff, do we?

Now, it's no time to get cold feet.

They put you in the infield.

So you'll have to work a little harder.

So what?

You're making the majors, Jim.

That's what counts.

What have we been fighting

for all these years?

What have we been pouring our blood into?

Jim.

Now... boy, this is no time to buckle up.

You want them to call you yellow?

If that's what you want,

you're no son of mine then.

You promise me you'll be

on that train tomorrow.

Come on, Jim.

Promise me.

I'm waiting, Jim.

OK.

I'll go.

Now, that's more like it.

For a minute there, you know,

I thought you were going

to ditch everything.

Fine thing, trying to put a scare

into your old man.

Come on. Harder.

That's not good enough.

That's not hard enough.

That's not hard enough.

You take it easy.

Come on. Throw harder. Throw harder.

Show me more.

We got games to win.

Take a break, now, Jimmy?

No, I... I... Cool off?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Got to work.

Got to work.

Got to work.

Got to work.

The Boston Red Sox baseball club

of the American League

welcomes you to Fenway Park

for this season's opening game

with the Chicago White Sox.

This is the first

of a four-game series.

Play ball!

Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah! Yeah!

Can you see me standing back there?

What do you think we're playing here,

high-school ball?

Keep your eye on me, mister.

Knock it off and play ball.

Watch the play, will you?

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come here.

Come here.

You're up.

We need a hit, man, and

you've got to get it.

You haven't had one for four days.

You going to get one?

I'll get my hit.

You get yours.

That's all I'm asking.

Shut up.

I said break it up!

I won't stand for this kind of fighting.

You're up.

Get into the dugout, Jim.

You're benched for the day.

You can't bench me,

Mr. Cronin.

I said you're benched.

You're out of the game.

You're suspended, Piersall.

As of right now, you're suspended.

Now get to the showers.

Jimmy?

Mary.

Jimmy.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you.

How come?

I just wanted to see you.

Are you all right?

Well, sure, I'm all right.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

You were there today?

Yes.

See what he did to me?

That Cronin suspending me,

kicking me off the team for two weeks.

I'm the one player

that plays to win games.

I play to win games,

and he won't let me play.

He won't let me play.

Jimmy, maybe you should

take a rest for a while.

Don't you turn against me, Mary.

Don't turn against me.

I won't lift the suspension

until Jim's ready to settle down.

He'll settle down

if you put him in the outfield.

Put him in the outfield

where he knows everything,

and I'll guarantee you

he'll play a whale of a game.

What do you say, Jim?

You ready to cut out the yelling

and play ball?

You heard Mr. Cronin.

Yes, sir.

Will be starting in center field.

In right field for Boston, Jim Piersall.

Jim!

Jim.

Now, you show them, Jim.

Don't let me down.

I said you were at bat, Jim.

Let's go?

Come on, Jim.

It's your hit, Jim.

You can do it.

Let's go, Jim.

Come on, Jimmy.

Show them how.

Burn it right on in, Eddie.

Come on.

Burn it, Eddie, burn it in.

Strike!

Come on, Jim!

Let's go!

Ball.

Come on.

Hit it, Jim.

Strike!

Put some wood on it, Jimmy.

All the way!

All the way!

All the way!

All the way!

All the way, son!

All the way!

All the way!

All the way!

How was that?

How was it?

Was it good enough?

Please, tell me.

Did I show them?

Get in that dugout!

Answer me, Pop.

Did I show them?

I showed them.

Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.

I showed them.

Pop. Pop. Pop.

Was it good enough?

Was it good enough for you?

Tell me that I did good.

No.

No. No. No.

God!

No!

I don't want to go!

I don't want to go!

I don't want to go!

I don't want to go!

Jimmy, let's go.

Come on.

Let him go!

Don't hurt him! Don't do this to him!

Let me in.

I'm Piersall.

Get away!

Get away from me!

I'm Piersall.

Let me in.

Jimmy! Jimmy!

Jimmy! Jimmy!

I want to play!

I want to play!

Don't hurt him!

Don't hurt him!

Let me play!

Ticket these for Piersall.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Piersall?

Yes.

I'm Dr. Brown.

I'll be taking care of Jim.

Where is he?

Jim's a pretty sick boy.

He's had a breakdown, a mental breakdown.

Can I see him?

No.

Just for a minute?

No. I'm sorry.

I suggest you go home.

I'll contact you tomorrow.

We may have a clearer picture then.

Excuse me, please.

Doc...

You handle Jim easy, won't you?

I know.

Hello, Jim.

I'm a doctor, Jim.

I'm here to help you.

I want to give you something

to make you relax.

Jim, first I want to take the straps off.

Would you like me to take

the straps off, Jim?

I want you to trust me, Jim.

I mean to help you.

I have a feeling we're

going to be friends, Jim.

I want you to trust me.

You've had a rough couple of hours.

Would you like to rest, Jim?

Would you like to have some sleep?

I can help you have some sleep, Jim.

Give me your arm, Jim.

I'm not going to hurt you.

Give me your arm.

I want to help you, Jimmy Piersall.

Can you hear me... Jimmy Piersall?

You know that name.

That's your name, Jim.

Jimmy Piersall.

Can you hear me?

Jim?

I got here as quickly as I could.

Thanks.

I'm sorry this couldn't wait.

Sit down.

I need your help.

What is it?

We're not getting anywhere.

It's three weeks

and still no contact with Jim.

I've tried almost everything,

and there's only one other possibility.

I need your consent for that.

Electroshock.

I can't even promise anything.

And I won't minimize the risk.

I can tell you

if we don't make contact with Jim soon,

he may withdraw so far

we'll never reach him.

That doesn't leave me

much choice, does it?

He may not recognize you, Mary.

Hello, Jimmy.

It's so good to see you.

Everybody sends their love to you.

Mom and Dad and Eileen.

You should see Eileen now.

She's walking, Jimmy.

We're all fine... Jimmy.

The Red Sox are taking

care of everything for us.

And Mr. Cronin

calls all the time

to see how you are.

Mary.

Jimmy.

He wanted to get rid of me.

He...

Mr. Cronin... wanted to hurt me.

He wanted to hurt me, didn't he?

No.

He wanted to... hurt me.

He... he put me

in here!

Why did you let him put me in here?

Jimmy!

Now, that was wrong.

That was wrong.

You shouldn't have done that to me.

Mary, why did you put me in here?

Mary, Mary!

M-mary, Mary.

I don't understand.

I don't understand.

What's that, Jim?

I don't understand the things I do.

Maybe I could help you understand,

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Ted Berkman

Ted Berkman (January 9, 1914 – May 12, 2006) was an American author, screenwriter and journalist best known for writing the screenplay for Bedtime for Bonzo. more…

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