The Sandlot 2 Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 2005
- 97 min
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A good soldier knows when to surrender.
I surrender.
They're good. We need them.
Let me put it this way. We want to
beat those Little Leaguejerks, right?
Well, them are the answer.
[ Deep Breath ]
Mac, go make a deal.
- Do they hate each other or what?
- No.
[ Scoffs ]
They are, like, totally in love.
But why are they
always mad at each other?
It's the same thing. Doy!
Oh. Well, here's the deal.
We give.
- Really?
- Yeah, but you got to be on our team.
- Really?
- Yeah. We need three more
guys, er, players.
- We got a big game coming up soon.
- Deal.
- [ Spits ]
- That is so disgusting.
Oh, sorry.
- Sammy said the cookies are great.
- Can he have the recipe?
- Sure, I'll write it down for you.
- The dugout's very tastefully done.
- Thanks.
- Saul.
- What?
- Shut up.
- Orange is my favorite color.
- Mine too.
- Ow! What?
- Is this freshly squeezed?
- Yes. Thank you for noticing.
- Mac.
- What?
Shut it.
Anyway, this is Jenny
and this is Penny, and I'm-
[ Together]
Hayley Goodfairer. We know.
This is Tarqell, Mac...
- [ Slurps ]
- Saul and his brother Sam.
We call him Fingers. He's deaf.
-Just look at him when you talk to him.
He can read lips.
- Okay.
Hi.
Let's reconnoiter these turkeys.
Yeah.
[ Boy ]
Come on. Get a hit.
Look, guys. It's the sandlot retards.
Singleton. That's enough, son. Get back here.
We've got a practice going on.
- Yeah, in a second, Coach.
- But you said that last time...
and then we stood around while you
cussed out the ice cream man.
Back to practice.
Last time I coach my nephew.
You guys bring your sisters to watch
some real ballplayers?
Shut your mouth, Singleton.
Actually, they're here to watch me wipe
home plate with that mop you call your hair.
- [ Laughter]
- Sweeping up's all you're good for, doughboy.
- Good thing you're switching to softball.
- That's it! You're dead meat.
- Dead, I tell you! Dead!
- Settle down, Mac.
- Now, calm yourself.
- I'm okay. I'm okay.
-[ Boy ] Yeah, right, roly-poly.
- Okay.
Speaking of sweeping up, you girls keeping
our practice diamond all clean and tidy?
- Watch your mouth,jerk.
- Shut up, porky.
- Lurch!
- Your mama wears combat boots.
Your mama's so ugly, when you were born
they slapped her.
- Gomer Pyle.
- Hippie.
- Shut up, porky.
- You already said that, idiot.
Yeah, well, you're still fat, moron.
You're a fart-sniffiing,
road-apple-chewing...
scab-licking female dog.
I ain't done yet. You're ugly,
your mama dresses you funny...
you stink like toe fungus
and you ride the short school bus.
Yeah, well, you play ball like a girl.
- [ All Gasp ]
- [ Boy ] Good one.
Excuse me. What did you say?
- You heard me.
- Friday. The sandlot.
Be there, male chauvinist pig.
Count on it, tomboy.
[ Boy ]
Yeah. Be there, babies.
[ People Screaming ]
[ Smalls Narrating ]
We were proud of Mac that day.
But he was so mad we had to
take him to the parking lot carnival...
and stuffhim full of cotton candy
just to calm him down.
The carnival was the best place to go when
you wanted to get stuff off your mind.
Because that's where you could see
the most amazing things on earth...
for only 50 cents.
Bigfoot crap?
How in the hell are we supposed to know
what kind of crap that is?
- It could be dog crap.
- It'd have to be one big dog.
- Yeah.
- And must've eaten
a whole bag of dog chow.
- [ All Laugh ]
- Good we can't smell it.
- This is so lame.
- It's fake.
- It's still disgusting.
-[ Chattering ]
[ Saul ] Hey, guys,
there's more stuffback here.
[ Smalls ] It was there that I got
my fiirst clue...
about how me and David
and Hayley were connected.
- Let me see.
- Mac, hit the button.
- [ Roars ]
- It's just a bear.
- That is supposed to scare us?
- Guys, what's in this one?
I don't know. What is that?
[ Breathing Heavily ]
- [ Girl ] Is he okay?
- What's going on?
Where'd he go?
It wasn't that scary.
[ Mac ] What happened?
Why'd he run out of there like that?
- David, you okay, man?
- Yeah. Fine.
I-I was just too hot in there.
- Okay. Yeah. Sure.
- Yeah, it's hotter than snot.
Let's get another soda
and ride some rides.
[ All Talking ]
Fine. Go to the bathroom.
But meet us at the Tilt-A-Whirl.
Mom made me promise to make sure
you stay away from the kissing booth.
You understand?
Don't even think
about going over there. Serious.
Okay, go.
Bye.
Just one.
[ Loud Kiss ]
Sweetie, aren't you a little young?
Say, kid, did your mother say
it was okay?
Just on the cheek, okay?
- Oh!
- [ Man ] Hey! Let go of her!
Oh, my God!
- What's wrong?
- Get the bikes!
- [ Kissing ]
- Hey. Hey.
What are you doing?
Now I remember that kid.
That's the same kid as last year.
- Pervert!
- God, he stole my gum!
We never mentioned that night again
because it was just too terrible to think...
what would've happened if
that guy had caught Fingers-
but mostly because of
what happened the next day-
[ Mac ]
Play ball.!
- when we fiinally had to play
the biggest game of our lives.
- [ Mac ] Don't blink.
It was winner take all, and the prize was
nothing less than the sandlot itself.
- [ Boy ] Did you see that?
- Is that real?
Sorry. You need me to
call that for you? Strike!
Shut up, doughnut belly.
That's illegal. You can't pitch like that.
It's legal. Get used to disappointment.
-[ Boy ] You can hit it.
- Come on.
- [ Boys ] Aw.!
- Yeah.
[ Mac ] You're out. Come on.
Next victim. You suck. Come on.
Sit down.
[ Cheering ]
Come on, you idiot.
Throw it in.
- fiirst love.
- Throw it!
When Singleton realized he was gonna lose,
he did something so wrong...
that David took his fiirst step
down the road of greatness.
[ Hayley Groans ]
[ Crying ]
- You're out.
- Are you cracked?
What'd you do that for, you jive turkey?
She wants to play with the big boys,
that's what she gets.
The sandlot's ours... forever.
Don't mess with my teammates.
And you never, ever hit a girl, creep!
[ Smalls ] Like most great things, David
hadn't planned what he did.
It was a force of nature inside him,
and he did what nature intended.
He came to Hayley's defense. Later, though,
he would have to make a decision...
whether or not to come to Hayley's rescue
like a knight in shining armor-
[ Mac ] Great hit, Hayley.
Really showed them.
and face his greatest fear.
A deadly force of nature
that I accidentally turned loose...
on the 99th day
of the summer of 1 97 2.
That was a really great hit she made.
Almost went all the way over.
Can't be done, Smalls.
No one's ever hit a ball over that junk wall.
- Ever?
- Nope. Too high.
Man, Evil Knievel
couldn't even jump that wall.
You knock one off that dryer,
that's about as good as it gets.
- [ Growling ]
- [ Chain Rattling ]
[ Smalls ] The nightmare started
one week later...
when Mac got a new kind ofbat
for his birthday.
It was made of aluminum...
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