Ray Liotta credited as playing...
Shoeless Joe Jackson
- Ray Kinsella: Don't we need a catcher?
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: Not if you get it near the plate we don't.
- Ray Kinsella: Where'd they come from?
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: Where did WE come from? You wouldn't believe how many guys wanted to play here. We had to beat 'em off with a stick.
- Archie Graham: Hey, that's Smokey Joe Wood. And Mel Ott. And Gil Hodges!
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: Ty Cobb wanted to play, but none of us could stand the son-of-a-bitch when we were alive, so we told him to stick it!
- [on who the Voice meant by "Ease his pain."]
- Ray Kinsella: It was you...
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: No, Ray. It was YOU.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: What's with the lights?
- Ray Kinsella: Oh, all the stadiums have them now. Even Wrigley Field.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: Makes it harder to see the ball.
- Ray Kinsella: Yeah, well, the owners found that more people can attend night games.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: [Shakes his head] Owners.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: The first two were high and tight, so where do you think the next one's gonna be?
- Archie Graham: Well, either low and away, or in my ear.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: He's not gonna wanna load the bases, so look low and away.
- Archie Graham: Right.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: But watch out for in your ear.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: [as "Moonlight" Graham walks off the field for the last time] Hey, rookie! You were good.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: Man, I did love this game. I'd have played for food money. It was the game... The sounds, the smells. Did you ever hold a ball or a glove to your face?
- Ray Kinsella: Yeah.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: I used to love travelling on the trains from town to town. The hotels... brass spittoons in the lobbies, brass beds in the rooms. It was the crowd, rising to their feet when the ball was hit deep. Shoot, I'd play for nothing!
- Ray Kinsella: I bet it's good to be playing again, huh?
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: Getting thrown out of baseball was like having part of me amputated. I've heard that old men wake up and scratch itchy legs that been dust for over fifty years. That was me. I'd wake up at night with the smell of the ball park in my nose, the cool of the grass on my feet... The thrill of the grass.
- Ray Kinsella: I did it all. I listened to the voices, I did what they told me, and not once did I ask what's in it for me.
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: What are you saying, Ray?
- Ray Kinsella: I'm saying, what's in it for me?
- Ray Kinsella: What are you grinning at, you ghost?
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: If you build it...
- [nods toward John Kinsella]
- Shoeless Joe Jackson: ... HE will come.