John Leguizamo: Manny

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Manny

[Jewel continues to bug Manny to get an exclusive with Bobby Rayburn]
Jewel Stern: You're saying there's absolutely no way you can get your boy to talk to me? Is that what you're saying? He's gotta talk to me.
Manny: I'm saying he'd rather nail his penis to a burning building, is what I'm saying, okay?
Manny: [Manny continues to talk on the phone] No, I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to her.

[Jewel and Manny talk for the first time at the Giants ballpark]
Manny: Well, well, well. If it isn't Jewel, my favorite token female sports reporter.
Jewel Stern: Blow me, Manny.
Manny: Yeah, I would, but you haven't had all your shots, babe.

[Manny tries to make Bobby feel better about his new number 33]
Manny: Look, Jesus Christ was 33 when he died. People are still talking about him.
Bobby Rayburn: Jesus Christ? Give me my damn number!

[Manny tells Bobby about seeing the sick kid in the hospital]
Manny: Spalding wants you to sign their balls. Before that we got that Wish Upon a Star routine. Sick kid in the hospital wants to shake hands with great baseball player.
Manny: [Manny sarcastically then says] You'll have to do.

[Bobby finds out from Manny that he has to pay Primo $500,000 for his number 11 back]
Manny: Exactly. That's 250 G's a digit.
Bobby Rayburn: Oh, man, come on. What is this boy smokin'?
Manny: Look, I tried to haggle them down. I called the kid myself, and he says it's his lucky number.
Bobby Rayburn: Luck? Shit, there ain't that much luck in the world. He's lucky to be in the fuckin' country!

[Manny finally agrees to do the Bobby and Jewel interview]
Manny: You still want that interview?
Jewel Stern: Are you serious? You would let Bobby Rayburn do an interview with a - What was it?
Bernie: [Bernie answers] Castrating ball buster.
Jewel Stern: Castrating ball buster, that's right. I thought I was off your list, man.
Manny: Come on, Schindler has a list, not me. Okay? When you're hitting .183, you don't get a chance to have a list.

[Manny tries to tell Bobby Rayburn to come out of the game before he injures himself worse]
Manny: I'm telling you, that media will turn on you faster than the fans. Listen to me, you gotta come out, okay?
Bobby Rayburn: I can't come out. On account of you, I gotta be Babe fuckin' Ruth!
Manny: It's William fuckin' Bendix! Can you get it right!

[Manny calls Jewel a castrating ball buster]
Manny: Bernie, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't she the castrating ball buster who had the temerity to ask my client if he was honestly worth 40 million?
Jewel Stern: [Jewel turns to Bernie] Am I a ball-buster?
Bernie: Yeah.
Manny: Thank you!

[Bobby asks Manny if the sick kid in chemo ever saw the home run]
Manny: Oh, Bobby. Bobby, the kid didn't even see it. He slipped into a coma in the first inning and never pulled out. I'm sorry.
Bobby Rayburn: How come you didn't tell me that, man?
Manny: Like you take bad news really well, huh? What am I supposed to say? 'Hey, I got great news. The kid didn't make it. Have a good one.'

[Manny congratulates Bobby on being back after that scary collision, hitting a home run]
Manny: You knocked the goddamn cover off that ball. You're back!
Bobby Rayburn: The hell I did. It was a fluke. I never even saw the pitch.

[Bobby starts to feel guilty for Primo's death as he talks to Manny]
Manny: You know, Bobby. I wish five people dead on my drive to work everyday; five people. But wishing doesn't make it so, Bobby. You're not God, lifetime averages withstanding.
Bobby Rayburn: Yeah? Well, why do I feel so bad then, huh?
Manny: I don't know. I don't... you know, this is gonna blow the hell out of my shithead theory. But I think you feel guilty. Oh, Jesus Harry Christ. You know, I've been wrong about you all these years. You're not a shithead at all. I'm fucking flabbergasted.

[Manny checks on Bobby while the doctor checks him out after the bad collision]
Manny: Doc, is the rib bruised or fractured?
Bobby Rayburn: [Bobby painfully replies] Neither