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:18:01
Bend your knees, get your butt down.
Left hand up, right hand down.

:18:07
To your right. Let's go!
To your left. Let's go! Come on, move!

:18:15
Oh, don't worry about George. He'll be
right with you when you start winning.

:18:21
Cletus! My friend, my good friend.
:18:24
Friend of years, friend of tears.
You're looking fit and fiddle.

:18:27
Wilbur "Shooter" Flatch,
this is Norman Dale, our new coach.

:18:32
- How are you?
- Coach.

:18:34
Clete, did you tell him? Sectionals in '33.
:18:37
One point down.
Five, four, three, two, one...

:18:42
I let her fly!
:18:44
In and out. Yeah. Well, I was fouled.
:18:49
If you had some small change...
:18:53
The missus and I have had
a parting of the ways.

:18:55
- Get you something to eat.
- Oh, my friend. My dear fine friend.

:19:01
Give it up.
:19:03
- It's only two bits.
- Give it up.

:19:09
- Sorry, Everett.
- It ain't your fault.

:19:11
- He's my friend of years.
- I don't wanna hear it, Dad.

:19:31
Jimmy, I didn't see you in class today.
:19:36
Any reason you want to tell me about?
:19:47
You know, in the ten years that I coached,
:19:51
I never met anybody who
wanted to win as badly as I did.

:19:56
I'd do anything I had to do
to increase my advantage.

:19:59
Anybody who tried to block
the pursuit of that advantage, I'd just...


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