Varsity Blues Page #5

Jon... Great, Jon...

"Your university grant package

will cover your full financial need."

I'm real proud about Brown,

but I need to talk to you about Gilroy.

- Gilroy ?

- Yeah.

Tell me who wins.

- Why are you so damn happy ?

- My cat's okay.

I took your advice.

They scanned my cat, I can play !

They scanned your cat... ?

You got a CAT scan.

The doctor said you got a human brain

and it works ? That's great !

Good news.

Gentlemen, now that none of us

are inebriated,

I wanted to remind you

of our conversation.

- I appreciate you not saying anything.

- We made a pact.

- Really ?

- Miss Davis...

Would you go to the prom with me ?

Jog it in.

- How are you feeling, Jonny ?

- All right, I guess.

You understand that by running

the ball we control the clock,

and we can grind them,

and the tempo of the game, way down ?

Are you hearing me ?

You disobey me and I will bury you.

I know about your Brown scholarship.

I got your grades under review.

I can f*** with your transcripts

and get this whole deal blown for you.

I get what I want,

and you get what you want.

That's it.

- Hi.

- What do you want ?

I'm really sorry.

I really need to talk to you.

- It's late.

- I got into Brown today.

- A full academic scholarship.

- That's great. I'm so proud of you.

What's wrong ?

Kilmer's threatening to f*** up my

scholarship if I don't play by his rules.

- Then quit.

- I can't.

- Then play. It's just a football game.

- No, it's not.

If it was just football, I'd play.

I love football, when it's pure,

but this...

- This isn't pure.

- I don't understand.

If I play for Kilmer tomorrow,

and we win, he wins.

West Canaan will go on believing

he's the best coach who ever lived.

What about the next team he coaches ?

And the one after that ?

What if my little brother

ends up playing for him ?

I'd be buying into everything

that's wrong with this town.

You want some cheese

with that whine ?

You're a whiner. Why don't you

just step up and play the hero ?

The hero ?

You're a football guy.

You know about heroes.

But heroes win.

What if I lose ?

Our father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For Thine is the kingdom, the power

and the glory, for ever and ever.

Amen.

Listen up, people.

Everything you've done

to this point means nothing.

The practices in the heat mean nothing,

the games we won mean nothing,

if you don't win tonight.

No district title, no shot at state.

This game is 48 minutes

for the next 48 years of your life.

Coyotes on three !

One, two, three...

West Canaan versus Gilroy

for the whole magilla.

This is what it's all about.

Coyotes will receive the ball.

Shake hands.

Let's have a good, hard-hitting game.

Pass out the ammunition,

let's go to war.

I-right, shift-52. We are a running team.

Remember what I said.

Now go fetch me a championship.

Get down their throats now !

A great drive, Brown the whole way.

You can stamp "US made" on his butt.

- First and goal from the eight.

- You got to give it to Brown.

Slot-left, 35 dive.

Move your ass, let's go !

Slot-left, 35 dive.

- F***ing Kilmer ! This is f***ed-up !

- We'll change that to 25 dive.

Somebody have a problem with Wendell

putting it in ? I didn't think so.

Slot-left, 25 dive, on one.

Ready ? Break !

Take it in !

- Thanks, Mox.

- Let's go.

Keep it up, a**hole.

Coyotes leading 7-0.

Gilroy with the football at midfield.

Bosell gets the pitch.

He's at the 40, 35...

He's at the 30... 20... 15...

Touchdown ! Good grief !

What a hit on Brown !

That was a ferocious hit.

He's in pain.

And if he can't come back in and play,

what about the Coyotes ?

Get me off the field !

He tore something.

- Can you fix him ?

- If he'll let us.

- Make him understand.

- Yes, sir.

- How you feeling, boy ?

- I'm all right, Coach.

Let the old trainer take a look at it.

Gilroy with the football.

The quarterback wants to throw.

He throws long... it's caught !

Touchdown, Gilroy !

And look at Mad Dog dance

with the football. Get some mustard.

There ain't no room for that stuff.

- Kneel on it.

- There's 1:
22 left. Let me throw it.

I ain't interested in another turnover.

Get out there !

Move it ! He thinks I'm here

for his entertainment.

The clock's winding down.

I can't say that I understand this.

Moxon kneeling on the ball.

- That's gutless.

- And listen to this crowd.

At the end of the first half,

Coyotes trailing 14 to 7.

You're a gamer, Wendell.

Let's do this, you'll be good to go.

- What are you doing ?

- He's getting back in the game.

- Wendell, don't do this.

- I heard a pop.

- I think he's hurt pretty bad.

- You know nothing about dedication.

But I do.

- Don't do it, it's not worth it.

- He wants us to lose. The missing link !

- Maybe I shouldn't do it.

- Get out, before I lose my temper.

If that needle goes near him, I'll rip

your arms off and beat you with them !

- This has nothing to do with you.

- This has to do with all of us.

We kill ourselves for you. Year round,

we play hurt, we play sick...

We're scared you'll kick our ass,

because you don't give a f*** about us.

- All you care about is your next title.

- Give him the shot !

If you do, find another quarterback.

- You ready to lose that scholarship ?

- If it keeps the needle out of his leg.

- F*** it. I'm out.

- That's good ! That's good !

- Finally ! Tweeder, you take the snaps.

- No, I won't.

I'm out, Coach.

- What did you say ?

- I'm with them.

The only way we're going back out

on that field is without you.

Get your helmets on and take the field.

Let's go. Let's go now !

Let's go, goddammit !

I'm walking out that door.

I want you all to trust me.

Follow me out there.

Let's go.

Let's go...

Let's go after that title.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Kilmer said, 48 minutes

for the next 48 years of our lives.

I say, f*** that.

F*** that.

Let's go out there,

play the next 24 minutes for the next

We have the opportunity to play

like gods for the next half of football.

But we can't be afraid to lose.

There's no room for fear in this game.

If we go out there and half-ass it

because we're scared,

all we're left with is an excuse.

We're always gonna wonder.

But if we go out there

and give it absolutely everything...

That's heroic.

Let's be heroes.

Come on.

What do you say, boys ?

Field goal for Gilroy. They lead

And still, no Bud Kilmer.

Listen up !

I need five wide receivers.

We're running the Oop-de-oop.

I want four receivers stacked left.

Tweeder right. We overload their left.

They'll cover Tweeder one-on-one.

No huddles. I'll call the plays from the

line. They'll never know what hit them.

One, two, three, Coyotes !

Let's go !

Pass completed to Tweeder for 16.

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