Rollerball Page #2
Stay the hell away from him.
Payback? How many ofyou will last
through the season with management...
- there watching this sissy performance?
- That woman.
- So go out there and score.
- Come on. Let's stay focused.
We have a lead. All we have to do
is keep up the pressure.
Tell cowboy to pass the ball
once in a while.
- They're keying on him.
- She's right.
Maybe ifshe'd get up in the air,
somebodywould pass her the ball.
Enough! We have a game to play.
- On three:
One, two, three! Get some!- Get some!
- She's wide-open!
- Come on! Throw it!
He bogarts it!
Cross keeps the ball!
- Come on,Jon!
- I'm on it! Go! Move!
- You don't listen, doyou, cowboy?
- Hereyou go, princess.
BlackWidow
Toba, get down! Move!
Somebody get a medic!
You're okay. Come on.
No, no, no. Start the replay later--
No-- Later! Later!
There! Start the replay there!
What areyou doin'?
Get offofhim! Get out ofhere!
Guys, wait!
Hold on. Hereyou go.
Toba, you're fine.
And don't screw up.
What?
What thehellis wrong
with the officials?
I mean, the band can sure smell it.
The audience can feel it coming.
Cross isgoingoverthe top!
Andifthe officials wouldquit
playinggames down there...
maybe we'llget this thinggoing.
Russian Federation
From the mountains
to the prairies
Fromsea toshiningsea
- ...the championship.
- Isyourmothera crack whore?
You actually translated that?
My mother's a pediatrician.
Yes, it's true.
The plane leaves at 8:00 a.m.
That's 8:
00 a.m. tomorrow morning.Be there, be on it or be history.
We will seeyou in the morning.
Hi, I'm the new guy--
My friends, they call me ''Rabbit.''
Really?
What was that?
I think it's something about her
only batting for the home team.
Management told me
you gotta wear the hat from now on.
- Yeah, like hell I do.
- No, I'm serious.
- Management's gonna tell us what to do?
- You got me.
You wear the hat.
You wear the hat.
I told you this is the promised land.
Last one to the club buys.
- You get off!. A**hole!
- Come on!
I'll kickyour ass, Rid.
Sh*t. Goddamn.
Yeah.
- You guys are nuts!
- I told you! The promised land.
Yes, sir.
Listen. Please take extra-special care
ofthis car, okay?
- Yes.
- Thankyou.
-You ready for Ridley's Great Adventure?
-Yeah. Let's go play ball.
Gentlemen, gentlemen.
- Howdy, y'all.
- That's great.
I love this country.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Honeys at 4:
00. Yes, ladies.- Sir Ridley's in the house.
- American ''Horses,'' right?
Absolutely.
And hung like one.
-We don't speak much.
-The way I dig it. You don't speak much.
- ''The way I dig it''?
- You ever tried to get laid?
- Katya, how areyou?
- Look.
- My number. I got my number on.
- She's official. She's got her number.
Congratulations.
It looks beautiful.
What's the matter, Rid? You don't like
the idea ofa number on your face?
You guessed it.
And now we will all get big bonuses,
thanks toyou Uncle Sammys.
ToJonathan and to Ridley.
Thankyou very much.
- This toast should be to Toba.
- To Toba.
Come here. Come here.
To Toba.
Why doyou show me disrespect? You work
24 hours in the mines, it pays nothing.
I broughtyou in here,
and you try to pay.
All right, my gypsy brother.
Have a drink.
A little wound tonight, Denny?
What happened could
have happened to any ofus.
It'sjust--
It's very bad sh*t, man.
It's a rough game.
That's whywe get paid.
You make a hundred times
what I do.
What's up, Denny?
- What ifit wasn't an accident?
- What areyou talking about?
Show him.
- The chin strap's been cut.
- Where'd you get this?
- I found it in the trainer's office.
- Look at this.
She says the gambling syndicates
probably put them up to it...
or something like that.
- Will you shut up a little bit?
- We need to go tell Petrovich.
No. We'll deal with this
on the track, ourselves.
Toba was almost killed out there,
Rid. He's the owner.
- I wouldn't bother him with it.
- Fine, Captain.
I'll go. Enjoy the party.
No move. Me be back soon.
Tonight was the best game.
Real cowboy sh*t, huh?
Tonight was the best game.
Real cowboy sh*t, huh?
- Is he available?
- Ofcourse, foryou.
Mickey, gentlemen, please.
My stallion.
My homie.
Let me introduce my friend. This is
John Buckley from the U.S. Network.
- Enzo Molinari, Canale Cinque.
- Pleasure to meetyou.
And Yuri Kotlev, owner ofthe Horde.
Be careful,Jonathan.
I think he's very angrywith you.
Yuri!
Derek Cannon,
an investor from Montana.
- One ofthose places, you know.
- How doyou do, son? Nice to meetyou.
- Big money. Big money.
- Could I talk toyou for a minute?
Yes, ofcourse.
Please, this way.
What can I do foryou?
I think the chin strap's
been cut.
- Where did you get this?
- It doesn't matter.
You're right.
It doesn't matter.
Ifthat fat swine was behind this,
I will get the owners to take his team.
- May I keep this?
- What areyou gonna do?
I'll take care ofit.
I swear on my mother's grave.
A nice boy, yes?
He's the angriest man in the game.
Hejust doesn't know ityet.
- Borges, you still back there?
- Discreetly.
And how is Mr.Jonathan tonight?
You play good?
How come it always feels like
we got the freeways to ourselves?
We are not a rich country, sir.
Yeah. No sh*t. So why does everybody
bet their ass on the rollerball?
We call it the Atlantic City syndrome.
Watch whatyou're saying.
My apology,Jonathan.
Our problem, notyour problem.
That's no worry, Borges.
You guys be good tonight.
-Jonathan.
- Don't waitup.
You thinkwe could do this
in a bed sometime?
You know, with sheets and stuff?
We've been through this.
It should be our secret.
How could I forget?
''It could be used against us!''
Against me. You're untouchable.
Come on, Aurora.
You don't need to hide all the time.
- I don't.
- Yes, you do. You live in the dark.
- Your face isn't as bad as you think.
- I know that.
Yeah. That's whyyou always
turn your left side to people.
I don't always turn.
Toba's helmet was cut.
I took it to Petrovich.
- And you think that does some good?
- He seemed pretty upset about it.
I think he'll take it
to the Horde owner.
You are so naive.
- They knew.
- They knew what?
One ofthe TV guys
put me onto this.
Let's see ifI can call it up.
Here. Look.
That's Toba getting hit.
- It's caught clearly on five cameras.
- So theywere following the action.
But let me back the feeds
up five seconds.
Now look.
One camera follows the action...
and four cameras follow a simpleminded
boy at the other end ofthe track.
Theywere called
and told to get on him...
fifteen seconds before it happened.
The Horde did not make that happen,
Jonathan, not on their own.
This TV guy.
You know where to find him?
- What's going on?
- Demonstration.
It is the headquarters
for the mines. Hang on.
What doyou want me to do?
- Get out ofthe car. Get out.
- What's going on?
-Just trust me. Get out. Hurry.
- Aurora, what's--
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