Fear Strikes Out Page #4
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- 1957
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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.
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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