- [Gil talks to his son while listening to Mick Jagger in his van]
- Gil Renard: I remember when Mick recorded this in '78, we had a wild party afterwards.
- Richie Renard: Jason Pelligrino's dad says Mick Jagger's gay.
- Gil Renard: [Gil sarcastically replies] Yeah? Well, Jason Pelligrino's dad takes it up the ass.
- [Bobby talks to Gil about how the fans of baseball are losers]
- Bobby Rayburn: At least you're not one of those diehard, you know, baseball fans. You know, really.
- Gil Renard: Why's that?
- Bobby Rayburn: Because those guys are losers.
- Gil Renard: Aren't the fans what it's all about?
- Bobby Rayburn: [Bobby chuckles] Shit! Tell you somethin', man. The fans are like women. When you're hitting, they love you. When you're not, they'd just as soon spit on you as look at you.
- Gil Renard: Why is that?
- Bobby Rayburn: Because they don't understand that you're the same person when you're hitting or not. No. The only person you should play for is yourself.
- [Leon the bartender and Gil talk to each other after Bobby Rayburn walks into the bar]
- Leon, the Bartender: What a waste of space.
- Gil Renard: What do you mean, 'A waste of space'? He hit a bad patch. We all hit bad patches, don't we? What you never hit a bad patch?
- Leon, the Bartender: [Leon sarcastically replies] No, this is my dream job.
- [Gil swings the bat to Coop's face, hitting him again in the head when he's down]
- Gil Renard: We could've been teammates. We were teammates, man. We could've made it to the Bigs.
- Coop: [Coop bloody from the ground] It was Little League. We were 12 years old.
- [as Gil raises the bat up in complete rage, swinging it to Coop's head]
- [Bobby waits for that pitch to hit a home run on, when the opposing team begins pitching him balls]
- Bobby Rayburn: What, are you walkin' me?
- Catcher: Consider it a compliment, dickhead.
- Bobby Rayburn: Fuck! Do you know what you're doin' to me?
- [the cops aim their guns at Gil as he holds a knife in the stance of a pitcher on the pitcher's mound]
- Bobby Rayburn: No! No, don't shoot! He's got my son!.
- Gil Renard: Now do you care? Bobby! Now do you care? Just a little bit?
- [Gil meets the customer Stanley Jackson, who asks him for kayaks]
- Jefferson Sporting Goods Clerk: You got any kayaks?
- Gil Renard: You gotta be out of your fuckin' mind, kayaks?
- Jefferson Sporting Goods Clerk: I could use kayaks.
- Gil Renard: Stanley, what the fuck do kayaks have to do with knives?
- Jefferson Sporting Goods Clerk: Never mind.
- Gil Renard: You fuckin' asshole, kayaks you're asking me about when I'm asking you about knives?
- Jefferson Sporting Goods Clerk: Yeah. I understand, sir. Thank you for coming in.
- Gil Renard: How about you take some kayaks and stick 'em up your fuckin' ass, you moron.
- [first lines]
- Gil Renard: [Gil narrating his poem] Excited and anxious, I await my dream / To escape, applaud and embrace my team / Opening day I always can trust / It's just for this high that I crazily lust / Return of our hero does brighten the days / Just briefly my troubles get lost in the haze / The grace from the field arouses the crowd / Reflects on the days when I was quite proud / I'm more entranced than the average fan / I used to play, you see, and I know I still can / That time I drove the ball with such loft / My exit atop shoulders as they carried me off / This pastime and I just fade into one / Expanded upon from father and son / My boy is young and awkward for now / I just need the time and can show him how / I really am quite close, just a break away / From straightening things out and being okay / I can help my team to regain its glory / With just a little twist to the same old story / Players say now they play for themselves / This causes a burning within me that dwells / The fan is the one who pays for the game / Which bestows all the riches and welcomed fame / The players will listen but really don't hear / All the while just hiding behind an invisible tear / I grow tired now of all this greed / And chart a course to set things free
- [Bobby tries to explain to Gil his newfound philosophy on baseball]
- Bobby Rayburn: I mean, come on. Let's be real here, you know. What are we doin'? We're not curing cancer, you know? We're playin' a game. That's all it is. It's just a game. So I stopped caring and relaxed. Then I started hitting.
- [Gil tells Coop he's surprised he didn't move up in the baseball ranks]
- Gil Renard: I always thought you'd be managing by now, Coop?
- Coop: Managing?
- Gil Renard: Yeah, in the Majors.
- Coop: No one calls me Coop anymore, you sick son of a bitch.
- [Gil gives a demonstration to a customer by shaving the hair off his legs with one of his knives]
- Gil Renard: Any more of these demos and I'm gonna have to start shaving the hair off my ass.
- [Gil teaches his son about the sacrifice fly ball while watching the game]
- Gil Renard: Don't get greedy, son. Don't get greedy. What we need now is a sacrifice. A winning team has to know how to manufacture runs. Coop taught me that. He used to say the most beautiful play in the game is a sacrifice fly. You know why?
- Richie Renard: 'Cause you give yourself up for the team?
- Gil Renard: And it doesn't even count against your average. That's why baseball's better than life. It's fair.
- [Gil see's the old lady sitting behind his son staring at them both]
- Gil Renard: What's your fuckin' problem?
- Gil Renard: [the lady keeps staring at Gil] You old busybody!
- [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.
- [Bobby finds his son in the old dugout of where Gil used to play]
- Bobby Rayburn: I love you, Sean.
- Sean Rayburn: I love you, dad.
- Bobby Rayburn: [Bobby yells out to the cops] I got him! I got him!
- [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.
- [Gil is fired from his job for his crazy behavior and lack of sales]
- Gil Renard: My father started this business.
- Garrity: Look, perfection and principles, they don't belong in business. Not now or then. As a friend of your father's...
- Gil Renard: As a friend of my father - Keep your mouth shut. You know nothing about my father.
- Gil Renard: [Gil sits down] He made this business.
- Garrity: Your father made beautiful knives. San Francisco made this business.
- Gil Renard: Yeah, by ripping him off.
- Garrity: He wasn't a business man, Gil. And neither are you. That's the bottom line.
- [Bobby and Gil meet for the first time as Bobby asks him to guess who he is]
- Bobby Rayburn: You like baseball?
- Gil Renard: Well, I'm not obsessed with it or anything. Are you a player?
- Bobby Rayburn: Yeah. Yeah.
- Gil Renard: You are?
- Bobby Rayburn: [Bobby smiles] Yeah.
- Gil Renard: [Gil stares at Bobby for a second] Barry Bonds?
- [Gil tries to watch the game as he's running late, when the umpire calls time]
- Umpire: Time!
- Gil Renard: [Gil yells out] Come on, let's play some fuckin' baseball!
- [Gil holds up two of his knives to one of his customers]
- Gil Renard: [Gil with a smile on his face] Big motherfucker. Little motherfucker. Which motherfucker do you want?
- [Gil takes a bat and begins to head down to his son in the batters box]
- Gil Renard: [Gil looks for a bat talking to himself] Look at this, the bat is too heavy.
- Tim: [Tim tries to stop Gil from going on the field] Come on.
- Gil Renard: [Gil turns around and holds the bat up at Tim] Don't fuck with me! I'll send your head into the outfield!
- [Jewel waits to get Bobby Rayburn on the phone]
- Jewel Stern: You got Bobby Rayburn on the line yet?
- Jewel Stern: [the technician shakes his head no] Who the fuck does this guy think he is?
- Broadcast Technician: Three time National League MVP?
- Jewel Stern: And that gives him the right to fuck up my show?
- [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!
- [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!
- [Gil picks up his son and says hi to Ellen's boyfriend]
- Tim: Hey, Gil.
- Gil Renard: Hey, Ted. Lose your job?
- Tim: [Tim smiles] It's my day off. And it's Tim.
- [Gil asks his son where he got his baseball glove from]
- Gil Renard: Where'd you get that glove?
- Richie Renard: Tim gave it to me.
- Gil Renard: [Gil looks away] It's a piece of shit.
- [Jewel sees a soda can in front of her and takes a drink out of it]
- Jewel Stern: Whose is this?
- Manny: It's mine. I spit in it.
- [Jewel quickly spits the soda out]
- [the ball park witnesses the bad collision between Bobby Rayburn and Juan Primo]
- Gil Renard: [Gil tells his son as both players are slow to get up] Center field makes the calls. Fundamental of baseball. Center field makes the calls. Pay attention!
- Sports Reporter: [the sports reporter announces] Well, a scary moment on day one. Boy, I'll tell ya. Rayburn's slow getting up, and Primo's still slow getting up. Forty million dollars laying out there in center field, Steve. Hope the Giants have comprehensive collision coverage.
- [Gil points out to his son how Bobby Rayburn is playing hurt]
- Gil Renard: Look at that, he's playing hurt. That's a man showing his mettle, putting the team first. And remember, last year he hit .314 against lefties.
- Gil Renard: [Gil yells out] Yo, Bobby!
- [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.
- [Coop gets nervous after Gil makes that threatening phone call to Bobby]
- Coop: You're getting some serious shit for that. Cops are gonna be all over us.
- Gil Renard: Boy, all of a sudden you lost your sense of humor.
- [Bobby talks to Jewel in his interview over the phone]
- Bobby Rayburn: My season is like a bad freeway accident. And you guys, you're just slowing down to watch.
- [Gil holds up a knife to sell, as the customer doesn't respond]
- Gil Renard: [Gil looks at the customer] Knife doing business with you.
- [Gil confronts Primo about Bobby needing the number 11 back]
- Gil Renard: Can I just say something? Did you ever think how one man who's doing well... might throw off the rest of the team? What I'm saying is, like, you have to think what's best for the team, right? You might have to lay down a sacrifice. I'm talking about Bobby Rayburn's number. I don't know if you really understand how much he needs that number. Number 11.
- Juan Primo: I am number 11.
- Gil Renard: I know, but he needs it more than you.
- [Primo shows Gil the number 11 that's branded on his shoulder]
- [Gil talks to Bobby on the phone after he kidnaps Bobby Rayburn's son]
- Gil Renard: Don't you talk back to me. You show me some respect. Without people like me, you're nothing. We're the ones that get you your 40 fuckin' million!
- Bobby Rayburn: Look, what do you want?
- Gil Renard: What do I want? I want every time they think of you they're gonna think of me.
- [Bobby Rayburn on the television answers a reporter's question about why he's now suddenly hitting]
- Bobby Rayburn: [to the reporter] I wish I knew.
- Gil Renard: [as Gil talks to the television] That's it? You wish you knew. A simple thank you would have been nice.
- [Bobby and the rest of the Giants team mourn Primo's death, as one player says to Bobby while pointing at the sleeve of his jersey]
- Lanz: Now we all get to wear the number, man.
- [Bobby takes his first photo with Juan Primo as both men whisper in each others ears]
- Juan Primo: [with a smile] I hope you like it in center field.
- Bobby Rayburn: [with a smile] Yeah, I hope you like it in left.
- [Gil holds his knife while walking back to the pitcher's mound]
- Gil Renard: [to Bobby] I never got to show you my best pitch.
- [Gil turns around to see himself on the jumbotron, making a pitcher's stance]
- [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!
- Doctor: [voice on the radio] ... and so in a Freudian sense, Jewel, the catcher is the father, and the son is the pitcher.
- Jewel Stern: [voice on the radio] Wow, that's fascinating, Doc. Let me ask you a question. What does that bat and ball represent?
- Doctor: Well, the the bat speaks for itself, of course, and the ball is the ejaculate.
- Jewel Stern: [in a dismissive tone] Well, thanks for calling, Doc. Who do we have on Line Two, Bernie?
- [Gil in front of his son's major tryouts, tells his son one thing while looking like a crazy man]
- Richie Renard: [Richie cries when telling his father] Dad, you'd better go.
- Gil Renard: Don't swing at anything. Don't swing at anything. Wait for a good one. Step on the eggshell and squash the bug. Okay?
- Gil Renard: [Gil begins to walk off as he points to Tim] You mind your fuckin business! You're lucky.
- [Gil makes his threatening phone call to Bobby Rayburn]
- Gil Renard: Remember that kid in chemo... whose life was unfair to him. Well, that's the way I've been feeling - My life has been unfair to me. The only difference is I'll be able to see you hit that home run at the game tomorrow. And I got a photo here, and I'm gonna get it to you, and I want you to put it on the jumbotron, okay?
- Bobby Rayburn: Yeah.
- Gil Renard: And what I want you to do, Bobby, is I want you to stand up and tell the 50 million viewers is that this home run is dedicated to Gil, a true fan. What do you think?
- Bobby Rayburn: I can't believe you're serious.
- Gil Renard: I'm as serious as a heart attack, Bobby. That's pretty serious, isn't it? You know there comes a time in everybody's life, Bobby, when you have to stand up for somethin'. Otherwise, you're just passin' on through. So, Bobby, I'm watchin' you. And if that pitcher goes easy on you, I'm gonna kill your fuckin' kid. Surprise, surprise. Hey, Bobby!
- Bobby Rayburn: I'm still here.
- Gil Renard: [Gil smiles before hanging up] Now do you care?
- [Bobby and Gil start to argue about what life is about]
- Bobby Rayburn: Look, all I'm saying is there's more to life than just baseball.
- Gil Renard: Like what? Like your house? Like your big ass car? Like your 40 fucking' million? I mean, what the fuck do you care about?
- Bobby Rayburn: I care about my son. That's what I care about.
- Gil Renard: I'm sorry. I just hate that attitude you stopped caring. I'm sorry.
- Bobby Rayburn: What? You got a better theory?
- Gil Renard: Yeah, you got your number back.
- [Gil's boss Mr. Garrity shows Gil and his staff a demonstration of just how great their knives are]
- Garrity: [Garrity drops a car door on the meeting desk] Me, I think this knife is an ass kicker.
- [Garrity then stabs the car door twice, then repeatedly over a dozen times]
- Garrity: [Garrity screams with the final stabs when he stops] This door, on the other hand, comes off a foreign car. Well, need I say more?
- Garrity: [Garrity wipes the knife down looking back up to his staff] What are you guys still doing here?
- [Bobby argues with Manny over needing to be number 11]
- Bobby Rayburn: I'm not playing with number 33. Okay, you understand me?
- Manny: I know. I understand. Just be cool. Let me take care of it.
- Stook: You know, three times 11 is 33. Maybe you'll play three times better.
- [as Manny walks the Giants staff member away]
- [Bobby takes some practice swings in the batting cage as he hits one out]
- Bobby Rayburn: Poetry in motion, baby.
- [Bobby talks to the dying sick kid in the hospital]
- Bobby Rayburn: What's your name?
- Sick Sean: Sean.
- Bobby Rayburn: Sean? Sean.
- Bobby Rayburn: [Bobby looks at Manny before replying] Wow, what a coincidence. That's m-my son's name, too. Look, I have a present for you. Th-there you go. Maybe it'll make you feel better.
- Sick Sean's Dad: [Sean's father holds the bat up to his son, whispering] Wow. Bobby Rayburn.
- Sick Sean: [Sean looks to Bobby] Tomorrow, hit a home run for me? Please?
- Bobby Rayburn: [Bobby quietly replies] I'll try.
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