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Major League II Page #6
- PG
- Year:
- 1994
- 105 min
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Maybe you're working too hard
on yourself.
You used to go out
and just let it rip.
Here. Try and hit this.
You never used to worry
about your arm or your career.
You didn't even know
what a careerwas.
Now you're pitching
like it's a job.
I'm not sure
I can get back.
It seems like
so long ago.
The worst was when you brought
the kids out.
Aguilar lit me up
like a Christmas tree.
That ball wouldn't have been out
of a lot of parks.
Name one.
Yellowstone?
Sorry.
Yellowstone.
Hey...
I know a guy
who's got a bike.
Whoo!
Aah!
Yeah!
I haven't been up here
in a long time.
I hope not.
This was our spot.
Buddha...
Jobu.
Jobu, Buddha.
I don't want no trouble
out of you two.
He's out!
He's out!
Nice catch!
Atta boy!
As general manager
of this team,
I demand to know
when I'm getting a start.
There's an old-timers' game
coming up soon.
Rackin' them up, baby!
- He's out!
- Yeah!
Yeah!
Mine! Mine!
Run it out!
I got it!
Second base!
Safe!
- Ohh...
- Ohh...
- Ohh...
- Ohh...
- Yay!
- Yay!
This can't be happening.
Not again.
Out!
He's out!
Pedro! Yes!
Ha ha!
Yippee.
Hi.
Hi.
I forgot
to give you this.
I don't expect you
to forgive me.
I was being silly,
trying to get a laugh out of a friend.
I understand why you reacted
the way you did.
I hope you don't think
I'm trying to get you back.
Then what is this about?
General Cereals is throwing
a big party tonight
at the Marriott Society Center.
They want you to come.
Really.
Mm-hmm.
So?
Can you make it?
Probably not.
I didn't think so.
After what I did
to you that day.
I messed up
a great thing.
Bye, Rick.
Tribe fans,
we're one out away
from our second consecutive
divisional title.
RickVaughn has gone
3 and 2 to Mel Koski.
Here's the pitch.
Ball 4,
and he walked him.
That'll bring up the tying run for
the Toronto BlueJays.
A little excitement
at the end-
I know I wouldn't have it
any otherway.
I'm sure you folks
feel the same.
Ha ha ha...
Oh, yes.
Time for the old Tribe
to come unglued.
Vile thing
Mr. Choke Thing
You make everything...
Embarrassing
You want to finish,
Hey, Vile Thing!
You were lucky last time!
Cerrano saved
your sorry butt!
No.
My arm's tired.
So Vaughn leaves,
and Taylorwill go to the bull pen.
I knew you'd wimp out,
Mild Thing!
You got no heart...
and forget genitalia!
You're a gelding, Vaughn!
They had you fixed!
Dalton's done
with his warm-ups,
Here's Dalton's
first offering,
and Pierce hits it a ton.
Oh, no!
Ha!
Damn!
Yeah!
Somebody caught it!
The Indians
win the division!
So what?
They'll blow it
in the playoffs.
Theywill. Theywill.
They'll blow it
in the playoffs.
Yaa!
Hey, I put in
a lot of time on this.
Hey, it's Vaughn!
Hey, what's up?
Good to see everybody.
How areya?
Whoa. Easy on the fives.
Got to protect
the pitching hand.
Well, it looks like
we're back in the playoffs.
I know what loyal
fans you are,
so I brought you
a box of balls.
I've signed each one,
but if you give them to Nikki,
I'll see everybody signs them.
Well, I got to run.
Nikki and I have a function
at the Marriott.
I'll see you at the ballpark.
Enjoy those.
What a puke-head.
He didn't even
have no cake.
Hey, Rick...
why don't you go
without me?
What? Come on.
These kids idolize you
because they're where
you used to be.
You're a hero to them.
It'd make their year if you hung out
for a while.
Unfortunately, you think some party's
more important.
I- I guess I can go back in
for a couple of minutes.
Don't insult
their intelligence.
They don't
want to hang out
with some jerk
I had to drag back in there.
Just leave.
Nikki-
Go.
OK.
Fine.
Hey, Rick?
This party-
did she invite you?
Yeah.
It's just
a business thing.
Goodbye, Rick.
It's a shame you have
to go in now.
It's a routine
bypass.
I tried to
put it off.
At least you can
watch the games.
Wrong.
Doctor said he'd put the TV
on Public Broadcasting
and lose
the channel changer.
He thinks baseball's
bad for my health.
I came up
with plan "B."
Got me a little transistor radio
with an earplug.
Bottom of the 9th,
game one, American League
Championship Series.
Hayes leads
away from third.
Bucekwith the sign
and now into the windup.
Hayes is coming!
Bakerwith
a suicide squeeze.
Bucek up with the ball.
Hayes doesn't touch
the plate!
Hayes finally scores!
Yeah!
Oh, my God!
Yeah! Whoo!
You ready?
Yeah.
You sure?
Yeah. Feel good.
OK, go get 'em.
Do you have
any queens?
Go fish.
You going to say
anything to them?
No. They look
nice and relaxed,
right where
they should be.
Yoo-hoo!
Hello, team.
I know.
You all hate me.
- Uh-huh.
- Uh-huh.
Given what's happened
in the past,
I can't say I blame you,
but I wanted to say
one thing
before you take the field.
Believe it or not,
I'm proud
of every one of you.
Willie...
the all-out effort
you've given recently
has been an inspiration
to us all
and proves that you've put
that 1-for-18 performance
in last year's A.L.C.S.
far behind you.
And Pedro...
Ha ha.
Bashing the ball
like the Cerrano of old.
No way you won't improve
on the. 138 you're hitting
against Chicago with runners
in scoring position.
And Vaughn...
Oh, you've had
Even though your fast ball
isn't what it used to be,
there's no one the fans in Cleveland
would rather have
pitching
the most important game
in Indians history
than you.
The champagne is ready.
It's all in your hands.
Win tonight, and the loser label
is gone forever.
Go out there
and win it for Cleveland,
win it for your selves,
and win it for me.
That ought to shrink
their little sphincters.
Bottom of the 9th
here in the Windy City.
The Tribe clinging
to a 6-4 lead,
one out away from winning
the American League Championship Series.
Vaughn, trying
to close it out,
has taken Jack Parkman
to a full count
with two men on.
Bakerwith a sign.
Vaughn shakes him off.
He's afraid
of his fastball.
- He's screwed.
- We're screwed, Vaughn.
Vaughn's got the one
he wants now.
Pitch it!
And here's the pitch.
Parkman swings
and pulverizes one
to deep center field.
This ball has bye-bye
written all over it,
and the White Sox
win, 7-6.
Alright, Big Jack!
Strike!
Home!
Safe!
Strike 3!
Sayonara.
Don't let it get you down.
It was just one throw.
I know,
but it got me thinking.
Even Playboy's
not working anymore.
Don't worry.
We'll come up
with something.
Now, why don't you
grab yourself a shower?
Ahh.
Hey, Skip.
You got a minute?
Sure. Come on in.
What's up?
You know, Rick,
I may have to use you tomorrow
in the late innings.
Pitching staff's
pretty overworked.
Yeah. So?
I'll be ready.
Ready, huh?
Ready to run and hide
if the game's on the line?
I don't get it,Jake.
What's your problem?
You're the problem.
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