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:12:04
Please have your tickets available.
:12:10
Hey! Hey!
:12:15
- You the Hansons?
- Fuckin' machine took my quarter.

:12:17
Who are you?
:12:20
Reggie Dunlop, the coach.
:12:22
- Grab your gear and let's get goin'.
- OK. Come on, Steve, let's go.

:12:25
- It took my quarter.
- Think they show Speed Racer here?

:12:31
Hey, guys! Wait up.
:12:35
Look what I got!
:12:38
- You guys triplets?
- No, I'm in the middle.

:12:40
Steve's 20 and Jeffs 18.
:12:43
- Where are you from?
- Iron League.

:12:46
- The lron League, huh? A lot of fights?
- Nah.

:12:48
Hey, I want a soda!
:12:51
We paid for a week,
then you gotta find a room of your own.

:12:54
OK, Coach. Gimme a grape or an orange,
and none of that stinkin' root beer!

:13:00
- We go on the road tomorrow mor...
- (drink can opens)

:13:04
We're on the road in the morning.
:13:07
- Bus leaves the War Memorial at 8am.
- I gave you a quarter at the bus station.

:13:11
Give me another dime.
I'm savin' a dime to call Mom.

:13:14
Jesus Christ.
:13:20
You cheap son of a bitch.
Are you crazy? Those guys are retards!

:13:24
I got a good deal on those boys. The
scout said they showed a lot of promise.

:13:29
They brought their fuckin' toys with 'em!
:13:31
I'd rather have 'em play with
their toys than with themselves.

:13:35
They're too dumb
to play with themselves.

:13:37
Every piece of garbage on the market,
you gotta buy it!

:13:40
Reg. Reg, that reminds me.
:13:43
I was coachin' in Omaha in 1948
:13:45
and Eddie Shore sends me this guy
that's a terrible masturbator.

:13:49
Couldn't control himself.
He would get deliberate penalties

:13:53
so he could get into
the penalty box all by himself,

:13:56
and damned if he wouldn't, you know...
:13:59
- Oh, Joe. Jesus.
- What was his name?


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