Field of Dreams Page #4

Thank you .

l don't know where he lives.

Get away from me !

l ain't going

to tell you nothing .

Go away! You're a pest!

Two blocks down ,

right-hand side.

First door

that don't have a chicken

in the window is his.

No chicken .

Who the hell are you?

Sir, my name's Ray Kinsella.

We got

a learning disability here?

lf l could just have

one minute, please.

Look, l can't tell you

the secret of life,

and l don't have

any answers for you .

l don't give interviews,

and l'm no longer

a public figure.

l just want to be left alone,

so piss off.

Wait! Wait!

Look, l've come 1 , 500 miles

to see you

at the risk of losing my home

and alienating my wife.

All l'm asking is one minute.

Please.

One minute .

Okay, l understand

your desire for privacy,

and l wouldn't dream

of intruding if this weren't

extremely important.

Oh , God .

l don't do causes anymore.

This isn't a cause.

l don't need money

or an endorsement.

Refreshing .

You once wrote,

"There comes a time

when all the cosmic tumblers

have clicked into place

"and the universe

opens itself up

for a few seconds

"to show you what's possible."

Oh , my God !

What?

You're from the '60s.

Well , yeah . Actually. . .

Out!

Hey!

Back to the '60s.

No place for you

here in the future.

Get back while you still can !

You've changed , you know that?

Yes, l suppose l have.

How about this?

Peace, love, dope.

Now get the hell out of here !

You've really pissed me off.

Hold it.

l was hoping l wouldn't have

to do it this way.

What the hell is that?

lt's a gun .

lt's your finger.

No, it's a gun .

Let me see it.

l'm not going to show you

my gun .

l'm not going to hurt you .

l need you to come with . . .

What are you doing?

l'll beat you with a crowbar

until you go away.

Whoa ! Wait! You can't do that.

There are rules here? Oh , no .

There are no rules here.

You're a pacifist!

Sh*t.

Thank you . Thank you .

So what? You kidnapping me?

What's the deal here?

l was. . .

l was hoping l could just

convince you to come with me.

So you are kidnapping me?

l have to take you

to a baseball game.

You what?

Tonight's game . Red Sox, A's .

Why?

Something will happen there .

l don't know what,

but we'll find out

when it does.

My name's Ray Kinsella.

You used my father's name

for a character

in one of your stories.

John Kinsella.

You're seeing a whole team

of psychiatrists, aren't you?

l don't blame you

for thinking that,

but, no, l'm not.

l swear to God ,

l'm the least crazy person

l've ever known .

Why are you kidnapping me

to a baseball game?

May l . . .

Oh , please .

Want a cup of coffee?

No.

Want some cookies?

No.

l read an interview you gave

a long time ago

about how you always dreamed

of playing at Ebbets Field

and how sad you felt

when they tore it down .

l never said that.

You didn't?

l don't even recall

thinking that.

This is so weird .

This whole. . .

This whole thing is so weird .

Then why go through with it?

lt's a long story.

But it's a really good story.

l'll tell you on the way.

l'm not going to get rid

of you , am l?

Come to this game .

l'll never bother you again ,

not even . . .

Not even a Christmas card .

(ANNOUNCER SPEAKlNG ON PA)

So what do you do

with yourself these days?

l live, l work.

l learned how to cook.

l take walks

and watch sunsets.

Don't you miss being involved?

l was the East Coast

distributor of involved .

l ate it and drank it

and breathed it.

Then they killed

Martin and Bobby,

they elected

Tricky Dick twice,

and now people like you think

l must be miserable

because l'm not involved

anymore.

l've got news for you .

l spent all my misery

years ago.

l have no more pain left

for any of you .

l gave at the office.

So what do you want?

l want them to stop

looking to me for answers,

begging me to speak again ,

write again , be a leader.

l want them to start thinking

for themselves.

l want my privacy.

No, l meant what do you want?

Oh .

Dog and a beer.

Two.

1 0 bucks.

Okay, l understand .

You should be entitled to

as much privacy as you want,

but why stop writing?

l haven't published a word

in 1 7 years,

and still l have to endure

lunatics like you .

What do you think would happen

if l suddenly came out

with a new book?

They'd bleed me dry.

MALE VOlCE:
Go the distance .

Go the distance .

What's the matter?

You didn't see that?

See what?

l'm sorry. l guess

you didn't have to be here.

What?

Whenever you want to go,

we can go.

Fine. Let's go.

What is it

you're not telling me?

l've already taken up

too much of your time.

l wish l had

your passion , Ray.

Misdirected though

it might be,

it is still a passion .

l used to feel that way

about things, but. . .

You got another message,

didn't you?

You'll think l'm crazy.

l already think you're crazy.

What did it say?

lt said ,

"The man's done enough .

Leave him alone."

"Moonlight" Graham .

You saw it.

Saw what?

You saw it.

New York Giants , 1 922.

He played one game.

He never got to bat.

What did l see?

Chisholm , Minnesota.

We were the only ones

who saw it.

Did you hear the voice, too?

lt's what told me to find you .

Did you hear it?

"Go the distance"?

Yes.

Do you know what it means?

Yes.

What?

lt means we're going

to Minnesota to find

"Moonlight" Graham .

We're going . . . We?

l must be out of my mind .

What do we do

when we find him?

How the hell

am l supposed to know?

That's right.

You're right. You're right.

This is so bitching .

l don't believe

l'm doing this.

RAY:
Hey , Annie , guess what?

l'm with Terence Mann.

ANN lE:
Oh , my God.

You kidnapped him.

No, l didn"t. He wanted to.

Sorry , but l'm going

to be a few days longer.

We're going to Minnesota.

ANN lE:
l don"t believe this.

What's in Minnesota?

An old ballplayer.

l'll explain when l get home.

How are things with you?

ANN lE:
Fine .

Great. Look, Ann ,

l got to go, okay?

Give Karin a hug for me ,

and l love you .

l love you , too.

Hey, someday explain all this

to me, okay?

l'll try .

Bye-bye .

Bye.

Why didn't you tell him?

Annie, you got no choice

in the matter.

RAY:
Half a dozen Grahams .

No Archibald . No "Moonlight."

Follow me.

Hello.

Excuse me.

Maybe you can help us.

We're looking

for an ex-baseball player

named Archibald Graham .

Oh , you mean Doc Graham .

No. l think

his nickname was "Moonlight."

Well , that's Dr. Graham .

Dr. Graham?

H is baseball career

never amounted to much .

He went back to school .

H is father was a doctor.

Do you know

where we can find him?

lt's nothing bad .

We're not from the l RS .

Doc Graham is dead .

He died in 1 972.

"And there were times

when children could not afford

"eyeglasses or milk

or clothing .

"Yet, no child was ever denied

these essentials

"because, in the background ,

there was always Dr. Graham .

"Without any fanfare

or publicity,

"the glasses or the milk

or the ticket to the ballgame

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