Lorri:
Jim Morris, I'm a Texas woman, which means I don't need the help of a man to keep things running.
Hunter:
But Dad...
Jimmy:
No buts about it... I'm getting enough butts as it is.
Jimmy:
You know what we get to do today, Brooks? We get to play baseball.
Tryout Catcher:
Pitch... pitch... man, you were bringing some heat up there!
Jimmy:
Come on...
Tryout Catcher:
You got 'em talkin'!
Jimmy:
Naww...
Tryout Catcher:
You got 'em talkin'... good job, man.
Dave Patterson:
Jimmy, how fast were you throwing fifteen years ago?
Jimmy:
Slow enough to where scouts stopped using the word "fast".
Dave Patterson:
Seriously, how fast were you throwing?
Jimmy:
I don't know... 85-86?
Dave Patterson:
You just threw 98 miles an hour.
Jimmy:
Nawww!
Dave Patterson:
Twelve straight pitches, three radar guns. Same thing on all of 'em.
Jimmy:
Look, Dave, there's no way...
Dave Patterson:
Jimmy, I've been a scout for a long time, and the number one rule is, arms slow down when they get old. Now, if I call the office and tell 'em I got a guy here almost twice these kids' age, I'm gonna get laughed at. But, if I don't call in a 98-mile-an-hour fastball, I'm gonna get fired! I'm just saying there's a chance you might get a call on this.
[turns to leave, then turns around]
Dave Patterson:
You figure out what I saw out there today, you let me know.
Joaquin 'Wack' Campos:
[after being the first Owl to get a foul tip off of Jimmy's fastball] Got a piece of that one!
Jimmy:
Now get all of it.
TV Reporter:
[interviewing Jimmy after his first major league game] What pitches did you throw to get that strikeout?
Jimmy:
Fastball, fastball, and
[chuckling]
Jimmy:
fastball!
TV Reporter:
How did it feel, pitching in the major leagues?
Jimmy:
Just like I hoped it would.
Jimmy:
[to the reporters, seeing his father through the TV lights] Can you excuse me?
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Sanchez
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:
So, Riv, what was it like watching the Babe play?
Jimmy:
You sure you wanna start this?
Sanchez:
How many fans did you lose when they raised ticket prices to 50 cents?
Jimmy:
Almost as many as we lose when you pitch!
Brooks:
Oooh! And this game is over, baby!
Durham Manager Mac:
Jimmy, I just got off the phone with the big club. They're calling up Brooks.
Jimmy:
That's great. He won't be back.
Durham Manager Mac:
He respects you, and I think you ought to be the one to tell him. Being that you're going, too...
Lorri:
Does this mean I don't get a baseball?
Lorri:
So how does it feel to be the oldest rookie in the last 30 years?
Jimmy:
I don't know... I'm tired.
Jimmy:
Frank, isn't it a little late to be playing this song?
Frank:
It's only 8:30.
Jimmy:
It's March.