The Sandlot Page #5

lying around, Smalls?

- No, but I got a ball.

- [All] Go get it!

I got it, guys! I got it!

I got the ball, guys!

I got it. Right here, guys.

I got the ball. I got it.

- Here, Benny. I got it.

- Bitchin'. Your ball, your ups.

- Here you go.

- Okay.

All right. Come on.

Kenny, here.

Come on. Yeah, come on!

Batter up!

[Sighs]

Your fly's open.

[Snickers]

There's one.

One, two, three.

Three strikes, three pitches.

[All]

Hey, batter, batter, batter!

- Come on, Smalls!

- Hey, batter, batter, batter!

Oh, my. Oh, man.

- Run!

- Yes!

Way to go, school meat!

I taught him everything.

[All Shouting]

Oh, man, that was great.

That went clear over.

Hey, uh, Smalls,

third base is that way.

Hey, Smalls. Smalls.

- Go to third.

- Oh, no. Oh, no.

Yeah! Nice hit, Smalls.

Nice hit. Yeah!

- Oh, no.

- It's outta here!

Who's got the big bat now?

- [All] Smalls! Smalls! Smalls!

- Smalls?

You forgot to turn.

You go to third base!

Smalls...

What the hell's he doing?

Maybe the shock of his first homer

was just too much for him.

Yeah.

- [Chattering]

- Smalls.

Smalls? Smalls.

[The Beast Growling]

- We got to get that ball back.

- Oh, yeah, right.

- Good one, Smalls.

- [Laughing] Yeah, good one, Smalls.

Hey, forget about it, man.

Let's get another ball.

No, you don't understand!

Sure, we do. You feel bad

'cause you belted a homer.

Now we can't play no more.

No, you don't understand!

That wasn't my ball!

What do you mean,

that wasn't your ball?

It was my stepdad's.

I stole it from his trophy room.

It was a present or something.

Somebody gave it to him.

We gotta get it back.

He's gonna kill me!

Ohh.

Listen to me, Smalls.

It's a matter of life and death.

Where did your old man

get that ball?

What? I don't know.

Some lady gave it to him.

- Why?

- What? Some lady?

Yeah. She even signed her name on it.

Some lady named...

Ruth, Baby Ruth.

[All Shouting]

Babe Ruth?

[Shouting Continues]

[The Beast Growling]

No!

[All Shouting]

The Beast got it.

- You're dead as a doornail, Smalls.

- You're dead as a doornail.

Smalls, you mean to tell me that you

went home and swiped a ball...

that was signed by Babe Ruth,

- and you brought it here

and actually played with it?

- Actually played with it?

- Yeah, but I was gonna bring it back.

- But it was signed by Babe Ruth.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

You keep telling me that. Who is she?

What?

What?

- The Sultan of Swat.

- The King of Crash.

- The Colossus of Clout.

- The Colossus of Clout.

[Together]

Babe Ruth!

The Great Bambino!

Oh, my God!

You mean that's the same guy?

[All]

Yes!

Smalls, Babe Ruth is the greatest

baseball player that ever lived.

People say he was less than a god

but more than a man.

You know, like Hercules

or something.

That ball you just aced

to The Beast is worth,

well, more than your whole life.

[Groans]

I don't feel so good.

- Uh-oh, fan him.

- Give him air, give him air.

We have to get that ball back.

- When does your old man

get home from work?

- He's gone on business.

Out of town.

But he could be back anytime.

All right.

Find out when.

And, guys, spread out and look

for bottles and cash 'em in.

We need 98 cents.

We gotta buy us a ball.

- Yeah!

- [Chattering]

- Come on. Let's go!

- Go, go, go, go! Move, move!

Come on. Open it up!

Hurry up, hurry up!

- Give me the ball.

- Give me something to write with.

- I got a pencil.

- Give me a pen, not a pencil!

- Sorry.

- I got a pen.

Babe...

- Baby Ruthie?

- It says, "Babe Ruth."

- I don't know, Benny, man.

- Yeah, boy, that looks pretty crappy.

It doesn't matter

what it looks like.

His mom's never gonna know

the difference.

- This'll just buy us

some time, you dorks.

- Okay, come on.

- Scotty?

- [Gasps] Uh, in here, Mom.

Oh, hi, honey.

What are you doing in here?

Uh, just looking at Bill's...

I mean, uh, Dad's baseball.

You know he doesn't like

you to touch his things.

Yeah. L... I know. Sorry, Mom.

Has he ever told you about that ball?

Uh, no. Uh, not really.

L... I don't think so.

No, no, no, he hasn't at all.

I don't... I don't know

anything about it.

Babe Ruth signed that ball.

He was...

the greatest baseball player

who ever lived.

- Oh. Really? [Chuckles]

- He sure is.

Your dad's father gave it to him.

Maybe someday he'll give it to you.

Oh.

Neat.

[Chuckles]

[Scotty Narrating]

It was salt in an open wound.

Even my own mom, a grown-up girl,

knew who Babe Ruth was.

I was dead meat.

We had thought that that ball Benny

had busted the guts out of...

meant something amazing

was gonna happen.

Now I just figured

it meant my life was over.

Hey, I got it!

Why don't we just go over...

and knock on the door and ask

Mr. Mertle if he can get it for us?

Are you out of your mind? Mr. Mertle's

the meanest old man that ever lived.

He's the one who made

The Beast eat that kid.

It's not an option, Smalls.

Forget about it!

Oh, okay. Sorry.

L... I will.

Let's just look out the window.

Good idea.

[The Beast Growling]

[Snarls]

- He's daring us.

- We're on his territory now.

Anybody got any bright ideas?

[Scotty Narrating] After we'd

all thought about it real hard,

we had absolutely no idea

what the hell we were gonna do.

So things started primitively.

Go.

- Farther.

- Farther, okay.

- Just a little bit farther.

- Farther. Farther.

- Aah!

- [All Yelling]

Oh, no! Aah!

Farther.

[Creaking]

Go to the right a little bit.

Put the back to the right.

[Creaking]

A little bit farther.

- Farther?

- Guys, I see it. Turn, turn.

Almost.

You got it. Pull it back.

- I got it!

- Got it, guys.

- [Snarls]

- Oh, my God!

Pull it back! Aah!

[All Screaming]

[Snarls]

[Growling]

I think we've seriously

underestimated The Beast.

Obviously, we're dealing

with a superior intelligence.

- Power.

- Okay, guys, almost ready.

We're connecting power now.

Power connected.

Okay, we're ready.

Initiate retrieval suction.

Initiate retrieval suction.

Initiate retrieval suction.

- Prepare to initiate

retrieval suction number one.

- Okay. Get ready, guys.

Initiate retrieval suction

number one.

Initiating retrieval suction

number one now!

[Whirring]

- Fire number two.

- Initiate number two.

Firing two now!

[Grunting]

- Fire number three.

- Number three now!

Whoa!

Ha! You got it.

Haul it up.

All right!

- Pull it up.

- [Snarls]

[All Screaming]

- What's going on, Squints?

- The pipe... it's pinched shut.

- Turn it off, man!

- I can't! They're shorting out!

- What the hell is that noise?

- [Whirring Continues]

The vacs are clogged. I don't know

about you, but I'm getting outta here.

Let's go!

Oh, no! Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

They're gonna blow! Aah!

[All Yelling]

Aah!

Incoming!

[Sighs]

We've been going about this all wrong.

I blame myself.

[Sighs]

We need total surprise.

An airborne attack.

The Beast will never expect it.

Yeah.

[Sighs]

[Snarls]

- It's clear.

- Take me up.

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