Varsity Blues Page #3

Synopsis: In small-town Texas, high school football is a religion. The head coach is deified, as long as the team is winning and 17-year-old schoolboys carry the hopes of an entire community onto the gridiron every Friday night. In his 35th year as head coach, Bud Kilmer (Jon Voight) is trying to lead his West Canaan Coyotes to their 23rd division title. When star quarterback Lance Harbor (Paul Walker) suffers an injury, the Coyotes are forced to regroup under the questionable leadership of John Moxon (James Van Der Beek), a second-string quarterback with a slightly irreverent approach to the game. "Varsity Blues" explores our obsession with sports and how teenage athletes respond to the extraordinary pressures places on them.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Brian Robbins
Production: Paramount Pictures
  2 wins & 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.4
Metacritic:
50
Rotten Tomatoes:
40%
R
Year:
1999
106 min
Website
1,222 Views


I mean, what about you and Jules ?

- Is there a future ?

- Yeah... I mean, she's great.

I got another year

till she's graduating...

I love spending time with her.

Things change, Mox.

You're the starting quarterback now.

- Well, you're here.

- You're not coming in ?

Not tonight. It doesn't seem right

with Lance all f***ed-up.

You don't always have to do

the right thing, Mox.

We'll continue this any time you want.

Hey, girls.

- Hey, Tweeder, how you doing ?

- Good. How are you ?

- Well, if it ain't Charley Tweeder.

- Yes, it is.

- How are we doing tonight ?

- We are doing fine.

- Congratulations.

- Congratulations to you, too.

Congratulations for what ?

For getting to wear

such cute "mount me" hats.

- Mount me ?

- Not right away. After a few drinks...

We just wanna make sure

no one drinks and drives.

- You got a smart mouth.

- I know, and I'm gonna watch it.

I'm gonna go home. Take these drinks.

I don't wanna drink and drive.

There'll be no drinking and no driving.

- It's time for you to go home.

- You're right. I'm going home.

- All right ? I'm going home.

- Bye, Tweeder.

- You hurt my feelings. I'm going home.

- Where's Billy Bob ?

- And you can kiss my ass !

- He's taking the car !

I'm gonna go to jail.

Son of a b*tch !

- Great game tonight.

- Thanks.

- How much ?

- Your money's no good here.

Moxon, you are under arrest for not

being naked with a sophomore chick

who wants to bathe you

with her tongue. Get in the car !

- Tweeder ?

- Damn right.

We're all naked and we got handcuffs

and cool sh*t to play with.

- Now take off your clothes and get in.

- Mox, will you come keep me warm ?

Oh, sh*t...

I can't go with you,

but I'll give you my jacket.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

Sorry, Mox, I got to bail.

Ladies...

Shut up and hold on to your nipples.

- You weren't asleep, were you ?

- No, I was naming my unborn children.

- How's Lance ?

- He's out of the first surgery.

They'll have to go back in there

in a few weeks.

- I'm gonna go see him tomorrow.

- I heard you played a great game.

- It was strange.

- Strange to be a god now ?

I don't know. I mean...

We did win, you know ?

I don't know. I've just been

walking around for a while.

- What's wrong ? Want me to come out ?

- No...

I'm just gonna go home.

It's been a really weird night.

I don't know... I'll see you tomorrow.

They stole a State Trooper car,

and then they exposed themselves

to the Ladies' Auxiliary.

These players nowadays are lawless.

They're all hopped up on beer

and painkillers, is what it is.

They exposed themselves ?

They pressed their wangers

against the glass at the Alano Club

while the girls were rehearsing

the Christmas pageant.

Wangers on the glass

at the Alano Club ? No. No good.

We never stole no cars. I can't let

these boys get away with this stuff.

Earl... Are my boys

too much trouble for you ?

No, Coach. They're just kids.

- Sam's boy looked good last Friday.

- They all get a sweet hand sometime.

Moxon sure ain't got what Lance had.

I want to know where Jon Moxon

came from. A 40-yard touchdown !

- Nice game, Jonathan.

- Thank you.

See you in class.

Bitching wheels. That's a nice car

on a teacher's salary.

- I'm going to see Lance. Wanna come ?

- This is Olin Buchanan of KPJT.

How is it to be out of Harbor's shadow

and showing everyone

you've been underrated ?

Gee... Lance Harbor

left some pretty big shoes to fill.

I don't know that I'll ever

get the job done like he did.

Are you planning to play

in the Ivy League ?

Ivy League... ?

Heck, I don't know.

I don't know.

I just want to thank God

and my team-mates for the win today.

I mean, Jonathan Moxon's

only one man... I'm just one man.

- Thanks.

- All right. Thank you.

"Gee" ? "Heck" ?

You even thanked God.

- You're a scary superstar.

- Come on, Jules.

You referred to yourself as one man.

You're really enjoying this.

Why not ? It's a trip.

I'm gonna go meet my dad.

All right.

Let's razzle-dazzle the dummy D

with the old hook and ladder.

- That play don't work.

- We'll have a little fun then !

Hook and ladder, left, on one.

Ready ? Break !

Is this the one where I trot downfield

and act like I'm lost ?

- Huddle back up again.

- Give me a huddle !

- Tweeder's gonna pitch you the ball.

- No !

Just catch the ball ! "Oh, a ball.

I'm gonna catch it." That's all.

- I'm not an eligible receiver.

- Just catch the damn ball.

- Fine.

- Ready ? Break !

When did the circus come to town ?

I didn't see no trucks.

- It would've been six if he caught it.

- For which team ?

You listen hard. Stick to the basics !

Stick to the basics ! Stick to the basics !

We're a running team. You only call

what I tell you to call. You hear me ?

You are the damn dumbest

smart kid I know.

Come in.

No, don't sit.

It won't take a minute.

You're dragging ass,

and it's f***ing up my universe.

You're fat, slow,

all of a sudden you're lazy.

If it wasn't for you,

I'd still have Lance.

- Coach, my head...

- I don't want no excuses.

I want you to fix it.

Get out of here.

Get the hell out.

Mox, wait up.

- What time ?

- What time what ?

When are you coming over tonight ?

It's half-price night at the gun club.

My folks never get home before twelve.

- I visited Lance today in the...

- This is about you and me.

I've known you my whole life.

I'm not telling anyone

you're coming over.

Anytime after seven.

Why be good ? I'm always good.

Where's my upside to being good ?

I'm 18, it's not like I'm married to her.

She invited me. I'm just being polite.

Right, Kyle ?

Kyle... ?

I only answer to one name :

The great El Ali Akbar Shabazz Da.

- That's a bunch of names.

- There's only one God. Praise Allah.

Yeah, but would Allah nail Darcy

if he had the chance ?

- I think he would.

- As-Salaam Alaikum.

Okay...

- I gave up on you.

- Am I too late ?

Come in.

I'm glad you came. It's kind of weird

to have you in my house.

Yeah, I feel like

I'm doing something illegal.

Well, not yet.

Look at me, I'm a mess.

No one ever sees me like this.

I think this is the best

I've ever seen you look.

You're sweet, Mox,

but you know you are.

Nice house.

I was about to make

an ice cream sundae.

You want one ?

- Yeah, have one. I'll make it.

- All right.

- Do you want whipped cream ?

- Sure.

Come here.

Wait, wait, wait.

I can't.

We can't. This is not...

I'm really sorry.

- What ? You're sorry ?

- There's Lance, there's Jules...

I don't know if I love Jules,

but I might.

What I do know is, I don't love you,

but Lance might love you...

I don't love Lance.

It was never about love.

It was about me getting a better life.

Lance and I were gonna leave.

Now he'll stay in West Canaan, manage

a Wal-Mart and coach JV football.

Darcy...

I just wanted to go with you.

You're gonna get out of West Canaan

on your own.

You're smart.

- Unbelievable.

- What ?

I usually fall for

the whipped-cream bikini every time.

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