Slap Shot Page #2

Oh, yeah? Maybe your wife'll remember.

You're the best girl in the whole world.

Yes, you are. Yes, you are.

Ruby. How's my Ruby?

How's my girl, huh?

You're a sweetheart.

I missed you. Yes, you're a sweetheart.

Are you my girl?

- Beginning to like it here, huh?

- No. I hate it here.

I'm cracking up, you know what I mean?

- You don't look bad.

- Can't figure it out. I'm slippin' fast.

- I think you look fine.

- Slow down. You're making her nervous.

Jerry, I'd like to cancel the order.

- And there's another little matter...

- Hello?

- Hey, Joe.

- Would you hold it a minute?

What happens to us

when the mill closes?

Don't worry about it. Here, the new

boys are coming in on the 4.15 bus.

I wanna know what happens... Who are

these guys? I never even heard of 'em.

- Son, just take 'em to the hotel.

- I've done enough shitwork for today.

- The f***in' fans call in with dirty talk.

- Reg.

- Nothing in my contract says...

- Reg! Do you see this quarter?

It used to be a nickel.

Now, the golden years are behind you.

One season, you'll be hanging up

the blades and retiring the axe.

F*** it.

Then you'll remember it was Joe McGrath

who trained you for the front office.

I'm sorry, Jerry.

Like I say, I'd like to cancel the order.

In fact, I've got

some equipment I'd like to sell.

The skate sharpener,

the massage table, the Jacuzzi, our bus...

Transways Express Flyernumber 83,

forPittsburgh, Cleveland...

-..ready forboarding at gate two.

Please have your tickets available.

Hey! Hey!

- You the Hansons?

- F***in' machine took my quarter.

Who are you?

Reggie Dunlop, the coach.

- Grab your gear and let's get goin'.

- OK. Come on, Steve, let's go.

- It took my quarter.

- Think they show Speed Racer here?

Hey, guys! Wait up.

Look what I got!

- You guys triplets?

- No, I'm in the middle.

Steve's 20 and Jeffs 18.

- Where are you from?

- Iron League.

- The lron League, huh? A lot of fights?

- Nah.

Hey, I want a soda!

We paid for a week,

then you gotta find a room of your own.

OK, Coach. Gimme a grape or an orange,

and none of that stinkin' root beer!

- We go on the road tomorrow mor...

We're on the road in the morning.

- Bus leaves the War Memorial at 8am.

- I gave you a quarter at the bus station.

Give me another dime.

I'm savin' a dime to call Mom.

Jesus Christ.

You cheap son of a b*tch.

Are you crazy? Those guys are retards!

I got a good deal on those boys. The

scout said they showed a lot of promise.

They brought their f***in' toys with 'em!

I'd rather have 'em play with

their toys than with themselves.

They're too dumb

to play with themselves.

Every piece of garbage on the market,

you gotta buy it!

Reg. Reg, that reminds me.

I was coachin' in Omaha in 1948

and Eddie Shore sends me this guy

that's a terrible masturbator.

Couldn't control himself.

He would get deliberate penalties

so he could get into

the penalty box all by himself,

and damned if he wouldn't, you know...

- Oh, Joe. Jesus.

- What was his name?

"To see the three Chiefs

make a scoring rush,

the bright colours of their jerseys...

flashing against the milky ice,

was to see a work of art in motion."

That's good writin', Dickie.

- I tried to capture the spirit of it.

- You did.

- Want a beer to go along with that?

- It's ridiculous for us to be here.

We stick out like a couple of sore thumbs.

- I'm doin' what I like right here.

- It's making you crazy too.

- You're turning into a zombie.

- I don't wanna have a stinkin' fight again.

"Rookie goalie Denis Lemieux, continuing

his brilliant first season with the Chiefs..."

Il parle de la game d'hier, ecoute ca.

OK. "Denis Lemieux

continue sa saison..."

My father'd give you a job. Yours would.

I'm all for that.

Always good to have choices.

I just wanna get out

of this goddamn dump.

You take the van. I'll keep the dog.

Hey, Lily. Come on...

- What's the matter with her?

- You're bullshit. You're really bullshit.

- You're drunk.

- Yeah, he's bullshit.

Yeah? He and I

are the only decent items in here.

That's great. Why should she give a sh*t

what people think? She's just scrappin'.

My heart goes out to her.

You guys gotta stop losin'.

Get the power play together.

Yeah, we're working on it.

- Is he nice to her?

- Yeah! He love her.

He tell me. "I love her."

Maybe Braden's a f*ggot.

Did you think of that?

You crazy?

He has a big cock! Like a horse!

Love is good, love can be strong

We gotta get right back

to where we started from

All right, it's comin' on,

we gotta get right back

Think that lady

in the red dress'll go home with me?

- No. She's not your type.

- How much?

Five dollars

she don't even look at your face.

You got a cute way oftalkin'

You got the better ofme

- God, Francine, you look terrific.

- You're right.

You've been had. That's his wife.

I'm in a spin, you know

So, how's your money holdin' out?

There's a beer

in the fridge if you want one.

- Is that a new dress?

- Sort of.

Looks good. Kinda tight.

I think I'm gaining a little weight.

- I don't know. Maybe it's better tight.

- Maybe.

Is that the first time you wore that dress?

Been goin' out? Gettin' around?

You been seein' somebody in that dress?

Makin' out?

- That's none of your business any more.

- Jesus, Francine.

I think about you all the time.

Nothing is ever over.

If I wasn't so goddamn busy,

I mean, I'd see more of you.

I was gonna come down the other night

and ask you to the Aces,

but, I don't know, something came up.

What? You need dough?

- Save your money. You're gonna need it.

- Who, me?

When they close the mill,

the Chiefs'll fold.

- That's bullshit.

- These people are gonna be broke.

They're not gonna be going to hockey

games. You're not getting any younger.

- I got nothing to worry about. I coach.

- You're no good at it.

Every player on that team

thinks I'm the greatest.

- What?

- You're a losing coach.

You can't make 'em win.

I was thinking about you the other day,

tryin' to imagine you

when you're through with hockey,

and I couldn't.

There was nobody there.

- What are you gonna do?

- I'm gonna come back to you.

Too little, too late.

- Hey! Charlie!

Ned! Ned!

I underlined the f*** scenes for ya.

Get back in the van.

You're gonna catch pneumonia.

Go back to the van, cos you're gorgeous

and you're gonna catch pneumonia.

Go get her, Billy.

- Back in the o" iron lung.

- She underlines the f*** scenes for ya?

Jeez, she must worship

the ground you walk on.

They teach you

how to underline in college.

Not the f*** scenes, they don't.

Braden, you gotta learn to put out more,

you know what I mean?

Holy Mother of God. Ned.

Ned, are you seein' what I'm seein'?

Hey, Billy.

Jesus!

It's finally happened.

- Hi, guys. How you doin'?

- Hello.

- Hey, fellas.

- They're f***in' horrible-lookin'.

Don't look at me. It's McGrath's doing.

What did he trade for these a**holes?

A used puck bag?

I think it's a f***in' disgrace.

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