Angels in the Outfield (1994) - Quotes

Ranch Wilder: [in disbelief that the Angels won the pennant] I can't believe it.

Hank Murphy: [walks in] Ranch?

Hank Murphy: You're fired.

Ranch Wilder: [furious after Murphy leaves] You can't fire me! I got a contract! I'm Ranch Wilder!

Wally: [He flips the broadcast dial, then speaks] Easy, Ranch. Less is more. ..And the Angels Have Won It.

George Knox: Have you played any ball, before, Marvin?

Marvin Vincent Archer: No, never played any ball.

George Knox: [picks up Marvin Vincent Archer; places Marvin Vincent Archer on the Home Plate] Well, this is the perfect time to learn. Come on. Watch the ball and when I say, now, you swing. Just do exactly what I say. Get ready to swing. Now!

Roger: [To Marvin Vincent Archer] Go, Marvin! Run to first base!

George Knox: [to Marvin Vincent Archer] You stay on base and do just what I say.

Marvin Vincent Archer: [to George Knox] OK.

George Knox: [to the other kids] We got runners on first and second.

George Knox: And look who's coming to bat... Babe Ruth.

George Knox: [to Marvin Vincent Archer] Go, Marvin! Run home!

Marvin Vincent Archer: [to George Knox] Run home?

George Knox: [to Marvin Vincent Archer] Run home!

Marvin Vincent Archer: Run home. Run home.

George Knox: [to Marvin Vincent Archer] Hey, Marvin, where you going?

Marvin Vincent Archer: [still running off] Run home, run home, run home.

George Knox: [to Roger] Hey, where is he goin'? And what happened?

Roger: [To George Knox] You told him to run home.

Al: Shh. Shh-shh. This is between you and me, little guy. No one can see me but you. Remember?

Roger: [noticing the people, who're sitting behind him and waves to them] Hi.

Al: Sit down, already. I left in a hurry yesterday. I forgot a few of the rules. Numero uno: don't tell anyone about us. Now, I heard you already told a little kid and El Capitan. But nobody else. We hate recognition. We're a very sensitive group. If people know we're around, I wouldn't be able to get an angel within a mile of this team.

Roger: Okay. Are you guys gonna help out today?

Roger: [notices J.P. and David are coming back] What's capri-- What's capricious?

Maggie: [Stands Up] Excuse me. I'd, uh, I'd like to say something on behalf of George Knox.

Hank Murphy: Uh, what's your name? What's your business here?

Maggie: My name is Maggie Nelson. I take care of foster kids. One of these boys is, uh, the child who can see angels. He could stand up right now and tell you exactly what's happened, and I know you'd just laugh at him. But when a professional football player drops to one knee to thank God after making a touchdown, nobody laughs at that. Or when a pitcher crosses himself before going to the mound, nobody laughs at that either. Seems like you're saying it's okay to believe in God, but it's not okay to believe in angels. Now, I thought they were on the same team.

Hank Murphy: Is it your belief, ma'am that, uh, angels play baseball?

Maggie: Since the all-star break, yes.

Maggie: [sits] We all need somebody to watch out for us. Every kid I have ever taken care of has been looking for someone to love: an angel. You've got to have faith. You've got to believe. You've got to look inside yourself. The footprints of an angel are love. And where there is love, miraculous things can happen. I've seen it.

Mel Clark: [standing] I'd also like to say something. I don't know if there are angels out there, other than the twenty-five of us in uniform. But I know, there is one thing I won't do. I won't play for anyone but George Knox. I believe in him.

Triscuitt Messmer: [stands] That goes for me too.

George Knox: [visibly moved and astonished] Thank you...all of you.

Hank Murphy: [all present cheer] Print what you want. George Knox is the manager of the ballclub. And if there are any angels out there, I sure hope they're on our side.

Mel Clark: I've got nothing left.

George Knox: Yeah, you do. You've got one strike left.

George Knox: You've got an angel with you right now... just got here, and he's going to help.

Mel Clark: The kid sees an angel?

George Knox: Yeah, he must. That's the signal.

George Knox: [moved by seeing the crowd] It could happen.

Mel Clark: [After a long pause gives a smile] Okay.

George Knox: [laughs] Go get em for the championship!

Roger: I'm glad you're here. I was afraid no one was going to show up today, since everybody knows about the angels.

Al: No one's coming. Championships have to be won on their own. It's a rule.

Roger: Oh. Then why are you here?

Al: [gestures to Clark] I came to check up on Mel. He's coming up soon. Going to be one of us.

Roger: You mean he's...

Al: Ah, he's smoked for years. Always a mistake. He's got 6 months left, doesn't even know anything's wrong yet.

Roger: No.

Al: Don't you worry. He's well taken care of. You concentrate on your own life now. We are expecting great things from you kid. We'll all be watching, you remember that.

Al: Even though you can't see us, we're always watching.

George Knox: You know Roger, when I was growing up I never saw very much of my Dad. He couldn't take care of himself. So taking care of me and my brothers was out of the question. I'm not sure the pain that caused ever goes away. But I am sure you can't go through life thinking everyone you meet will one day let you down. Because if you do, a very bad thing will happen. You'll end up like me. I'm going inside.

J.P.: I thought you said you had to be somewhere.

George Knox: I do. Right here.

Miguel: I don't want to go to the game anyway. The Angels never win.

J.P.: I want to go to the game. They could win. It could happen.

Miguel: Yeah! And you could drop dead after dinner... of food poisoning!

Roger: Leave him alone!!

Maggie: Boys, Hey, look what we've got for dessert: Jell-O.

J.P.: Yay

Miguel: It's not really Jell-O. It's cat-brains with food coloring in it. She kills them at night and feeds it to us to save money.

Roger: Shut up, Miguel!

Maggie: Roger, You know we do not use those words in this house.

Miguel: [imitating a cat] Meow!

Maggie: You know I wouldn't put any food coloring on my cat-brains.

George Knox: Let's keep the profanity down!

Players: Huh?

George Knox: I mean it! No swearing!

Ray Mitchell: That eliminates all the speech for most of the team.

Roger: [whispers; turns to sleep but turns back to the stars; turns back to sleep but didn't noticed one of the stars shines, granting his prayer] God--if there's a god, if you're a man or a woman, if you're listening', I'd really, really like...a family. My dad says that'll only happen if the Angels win the pennant. The baseball team, I mean. So, maybe you could help em win a little. Amen. Uh, a-woman too.

Mapel: [singing while taking off his baseball team jersey] We are the boys of summer, and it's a big bummer. No matter who we play, we give the game away. Cause we can't win. That would be a sin. We even lose the games before they begin--

George Knox: SAVE IT, MAPEL!

Players: Oh!

Triscuitt Messmer: Bummer.

George Knox: [picks up chair; throws it at a baseball bat rack and the bats go flying all over the whole locker room, as the players duck for cover] One more loss! One more loss which could've been a win! And you call yourselves "professionals"! I have never ever seen a worst group of 25 players! You don't think as a team, you don't play as a team, you don't even lose as a team! You all got your heads so far up your butts, you can't even see the light of day! One more loss and I'll ... and I'll do this ...to each and every one of you!!

Whitt Bass: [bat misses him as he pulls his face back; bat hits him in the head and has a blank look] Oh-ho-hoo!

George Knox: I want you... here in uniform at 9 tomorrow! We're going back to work on fundamentals!!

Norton: Fundamentals!? In the middle of the season!?

Whitt Bass: [still with a blank look] I thought the game had started at 1?

George Knox: It does start at 1, and you're a jackass!

Whitt Bass: [after speaking to George Knox who angrily leaves the locker room while making some angry groaning and moaning, grunting sounds to himself while putting both of his hands above his head] No, I'm a pitcher.

Pablo Garcia: You can be a pitcher and a jackass.

José Martinez: Sí, it's very common.

Whitt Bass: [faintly falls into his locker area while feeling unconscious] Oh!

Ranch Wilder: [on the radio] With another example of his infamous temper, manager George Knox calls time out. He is going to have a word with his pitcher, Frank Gates.

Roger: I don't think it's going to be a happy word.

Ranch: And it looks like Knox is going to take Gates out. Gates doesn't look too, pleased about this.

George Knox: Give me the ball.

Frank Gates: It ain't my fault, you need a new outfield.

George Knox: [louder] You're out of here, GIVE ME THE BALL!!!

Frank Gates: [starts to hand it over; throws it aside and starts to hand his glove over; throws it as well] Do you want the ball? Well, here you go. GO GET IT! Do you want my glove? WELL, GO GET IT. .

Ranch Wilder: [on the radio] Gates has thrown his ball and glove into the stands!

George Knox: [lunges at Gates; they begin fighting with each other] Oh, Go on, get out of here, you're finished Gates.

Ranch Wilder: [on the radio] And now Knox has attacked his own pitcher!

Players: Uh-oh.

Ranch: This is outrageous! George Knox is fighting off his own players.

Roger: [sighs] Surprise, surprise...

Al: Even though you can't see us, we're always watching.

Al: I left in a hurry yesterday. I forgot a few of the rules. Numero uno: don't tell anyone about us. Now, I heard you already told a little kid and El Capitan. But nobody else. We hate recognition. We're a very sensitive group. If people know we're around, I wouldn't be able to get an angel within a mile of this team.

Al: No one can see me or hear me but you.

Maggie Nelson: It's like you're saying it's okay to believe in God, but it's not okay to believe in angels. I thought they were on the same team.

Maggie Nelson: I believe in the possibility of miraculous things happening, that makes every day of our lives worth getting up for.

George Knox: [Shouting angrily at umpire; Al the Boss Angel arrives and is able to influence the rest of Knox's words. Knox then, as a result, speaks slowly and calmly] You call that a call?! Did you call that a call?! In all my years of baseball, I have never seen such a-- such an astute evaluation of a potentially difficult decision. Masterful call. Oh, have a nice day.

George Knox: There's a thing called "talent". They don't have it.