A League of Their Own (1992)
Geena Davis: Dottie Hinson - Catcher
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Quotes
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Jimmy Dugan : Taking a little day trip?
Dottie Hinson : No, Bob and I are driving home. To Oregon.
Jimmy Dugan : [long pause] You know, I really thought you were a ballplayer.
Dottie Hinson : Well, you were wrong.
Jimmy Dugan : Was I?
Dottie Hinson : Yeah. It is only a game, Jimmy. It's only a game, and, and, I don't need this. I have Bob; I don't need this. At all.
Jimmy Dugan : I, I gave away five years at the end my career, drinking. Five years. And now there isn't anything I wouldn't give to get back any one day of it.
Dottie Hinson : Well, we're different.
Jimmy Dugan : This is chickenshit, Dottie, if you want to go back to Oregon and make a hundred babies, great, I'm in no position to tell anyone how to live. But sneaking out like this, quitting, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. Baseball is what gets inside you. It's what lights you up, you can't deny that.
Dottie Hinson : It just got too hard.
Jimmy Dugan : It's supposed to be hard. If it wasn't hard, everyone would do it. The hard... is what makes it great.
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[Ernie sees Dottie and Kit vigorously milking cows]
Ernie Capadino : Ow. Doesn't that hurt them?
Dottie Hinson : Doesn't seem to.
Ernie Capadino : Well, that would bruise the hell out of me.
Dottie Hinson : Who ARE you?
Ernie Capadino : I'm Ernie Capadino. I'm a baseball scout. I saw you playing today. Not bad, not bad. You ever heard of Walter Harvey, makes Harvey bars - you know, the candy?
Dottie Hinson : Yeah. We feed them to the cows when they're constipated.
Ernie Capadino : That's the guy. He's starting a girls' baseball league, so he can make a buck while the boys are overseas. Wanna play?
Dottie Hinson : Huh?
Ernie Capadino : Nice retort. Tryouts are in Chicago. It's a real league, professional.
Kit Keller : Professional - baseball?
Ernie Capadino : Mmm-hmm. They'll pay you 75 dollars a week.
Kit Keller : We only make 30 at the dairy.
Ernie Capadino : Well then, this would be more, wouldn't it?
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Dottie Hinson : Lay off the high ones!
Kit Keller : I like the high ones!
Dottie Hinson : Mule!
Kit Keller : Nag!
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Dottie Hinson : [Upon seeing Marla drunk and singing with the band] What did you do to her?
Doris Murphy : Nothin', we just gave her a dress.
Mae Mordabito : And a lotta liquor!
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Helen Haley : Has anybody seen my new red hat?
Dottie Hinson : Oh piss on your hat.
Helen Haley : That was uncalled for.
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Jimmy Dugan : Does he know how good you are?
Dottie Hinson : [referring to her husband] Bob?
Jimmy Dugan : [sarcastically] No, Hitler.
[then seriously]
Jimmy Dugan : Yes, Bob.
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Dottie Hinson : You ever been married?
Jimmy Dugan : Well, let me think... yeah, twice.
Dottie Hinson : Any children?
Jimmy Dugan : One of them was, yeah.
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Dollbody Kid : [they are sitting in the front-seat of a car at night] What's your rush, doll-body? What do you say we slip in the back-seat, and you make a man out of me?
Dottie Hinson : [sarcastically] What do you say I smack you around for a while?
Dollbody Kid : [he's game] Can't we do both?
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Kit Keller : Hey, Dottie? thanks for gettin' me into the league.
Dottie Hinson : You got yourself into the league. I just got you on the train.
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Jimmy Dugan : Hey, where did you come from?
Dottie Hinson : Well, we got as far as Yellowstone Park... then we turned back.
Jimmy Dugan : Have a little trouble with the bears, did ya?
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Dottie Hinson : [Dottie has returned for the World Series] Hey, Jimmy, you look like shit. Don't you ever shave?
Jimmy Dugan : [grinning] We're gonna win... We're gonna *win!*
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Kit Keller : [while the team is stranded out on the road] Dottie, you going to come with us?
Dottie Hinson : Where are you going?
Mae Mordabito : A road house called the Sud's Bucket.
Dottie Hinson : Ah, no. You know, I'm married...
Doris Murphy : C'mon Dottie, you ain't on the farm any more, live a little bit!
Miss Cuthbert : Girls, girls, please! Mr. Goosatelli shan't be returning.
[Goes back on the bus]
Dottie Hinson : Hey, what are you going to do about Ms. Cuthbert? How are you going to get past her?
Kit Keller : Mae's going to poison her dinner.
Dottie Hinson : WHAT?
[Girls laugh]
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Dottie Hinson : Hey, hey, hey, you guys, come on! How hard can it be to make a lineup? Come on!
Doris Murphy : Oh yeah? Well, why don't you do it, Oregon?
Dottie Hinson : Me?
Mae Mordabito , Doris Murphy : [Together] Yeah, you!
Dottie Hinson : Alright, Mae, center field, lead off.
Mae Mordabito : She's good!
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Evelyn Gardner : [about Stilwell, who just caused a scene on the bus] He's really a sweetheart, Dottie.
Dottie Hinson : Yeah, I hope I have five just like him.
Evelyn Gardner : Stilwell, honey, don't eat the wrapper.
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Dottie Hinson : It was an important game; it got us into the playoffs.
Kit Keller : I could have finished.
Dottie Hinson : The way you were pitching, Stilwell could have hit off you.
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Dottie Hinson : [Bob returns from the war] Can we just hold each other for the rest of our lives?
Bob Hinson : That's my plan.
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Dottie Hinson : [unsure of her baseball ability] How good am I?
Jimmy Dugan : [sarcastically] You stink, you're lousy...
[beat]
Jimmy Dugan : you're only the best player in the league!
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Dottie Hinson : I'm so sick of being blamed for every thing that's bothering you. I got you into this league, God damnit! I didn't even want to be here.
Kit Keller : Then why are you still here?
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Doris Murphy : What are you lookin' at?
Dottie Hinson : Nothing.
Doris Murphy : That's right, nothin'.
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Kit Keller : My train leaves at eight o'clock, I've got ten minutes to pack.
Dottie Hinson : Well, if you have any trouble, you know who to blame.
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Stadium announcer : Now batting for the Peaches, #5, center fielder, Mae Mordabito.
Racine Catcher : C'mon, no hitter, no hitter!
Stadium announcer : Here's the pitch...
[Mae swings and hits a ball into right center field]
Stadium announcer : ... there's a shot into right center it's... up the alley!
Peaches first base coach : Go to third, go to third, keep goin', Mae!
Ellen Sue Gotlander - Shortstop : Keep goin', Mae, all the way!
Stadium announcer : She's turning 'round first, she's heading up to third. Mordabito's heading past second!
Racine Catcher : Go to third, go to third!
Stadium announcer : She's headed into third!
Dottie Hinson : Dirt in the skirt, Mae! Dirt in the skirt!
Umpire : [Mae slides head-first into third base, ahead of the throw] Safe!
Stadium announcer : She's in there with a triple!
Mae Mordabito : Time.
Umpire : Boy, did she smack that one on the kisser. No wonder they call her "All the Way" Mae.
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Kit Keller : Um... Dottie. Listen, I'm sorry I knocked you over.
Dottie Hinson : No, you're not.
Kit Keller : You were blocking the entire plate! How'd you expect me to - ?
Dottie Hinson : Look, that's how the game is played. You won the game. You wanted it more than me.
Kit Keller : I think I jammed my shoulder if it makes you feel any better?
Dottie Hinson : A little. Look, I'm going back to the hotel, then Bob and I are driving back to Oregon. You're welcome to come with us.
Kit Keller : No, you two should be alone. I'd just be in the way.
Dottie Hinson : When do you think you'll be coming home?
Kit Keller : Well, some of the girls have been talking about... staying around here and, you know, and getting jobs. I really like it here.
Dottie Hinson : Christmas?
Kit Keller : Um... I d... I don't know. But you're coming back next year, right?
Dottie Hinson : No. Uh, I want to have kids. We want to have kids.
Kit Keller : D... Dottie, you got your whole life to have kids. You couldn't give this up, you'd miss this too much.
Dottie Hinson : [laughing] Miss it? You mean miss putting on all this gear? Catching a double header in a 100 degree heat? Pushing the bus through mud? Getting slammed into every other day by a... base runner? You think I'm gonna miss that?
Kit Keller : Yeah.
Dottie Hinson : I'll tell you what I'll miss. Well, I'll miss the girls. I'll miss you, Kit.
Kit Keller : Me?
Dottie Hinson : Yeah, how many sisters do you think I have?
[Kit runs over and hugs Dottie, passionately]
Dottie Hinson : I love you, Kit.
Kit Keller : Really?
Dottie Hinson : Yeah.
Kit Keller : Just when I want you to stay, you're leaving.
[They hug a little longer, then pull away]
Kit Keller : Well, thank you for getting me into the league, Dottie.
Dottie Hinson : You got yourself into the league. I got you on the train.
[They laugh]
Dottie Hinson : Play great.
Kit Keller : Like you.
Dottie Hinson : Stay in touch, you hear? Come home every once in a while.
[Kit performs a Military "Yes, Sir" motion]
Dottie Hinson : If you don't, I'm gonna come back here and hit line drives at your head, okay?
[laughs]
Dottie Hinson : Go on.
Kit Keller : [Hugging Dottie once more] I love you. And you are gonna miss this. I don't care what you say.
Dottie Hinson : Yeah.
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Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Okay, come on. We got a lot to do, let's settle down. You are the first...
[Sees Shirley Baker over at the lists]
Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Honey, are you supposed to be here or are you on the cut list?
[Shirley doesn't respond]
Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Look, I'm sorry, but if you're cut, you have to leave the field.
Shirley Baker : [Almost in tears] Mm-hmm
Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Well, are you cut? Oh, just look on the list. It's either Rockford, Racine, Kenosha, or South Bend.
[Shirtley turns to the lists, starting cry, as Helen Haley approaches her]
Helen Haley : Hi.
Shirley Baker : Hi.
Helen Haley : Um, can you read, honey?
Helen Haley : Alright. What's your name?
Shirley Baker : Shirley Baker.
Helen Haley : Shirley Baker. Let's have a look.
[She looks at the Rockford Peaches list first and spots Shirley's name]
Helen Haley : This is you.
[Shirley laughs happily]
Helen Haley : You're with us. You're a Rockford Peach.
Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : [Smiling] Go join your team.
[Shirley joins the Rockford Peaches, sitting down next to Marla]
Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Now, you are the first girls in the All American Girls Profession Baseball League. My name is Charlie Collins. I'll be managing the Racine team when the season begins.
[Racine team cheers]
Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Now, at the end of practice today, you're all gonna be fitted for your uniforms and this is what they're gonna look like. Pretty darned nifty if you ask me.
[Model walks up on the platform in a wool uniform complete with a miniskirt]
Unnamed Ball Player #1 : You can't slide in that!
Doris Murphy : Hey, that's a dress!
Mae Mordabito : It's half a dress! Excuse me, but that's not a baseball uniform!
Doris Murphy : Yeah, what do you think we are? Baseball players or ballerinas?
Kit Keller : [to Dottie] It's awfully short.
Dottie Hinson : Short? I'm gonna have to squat in that thing.
Unnamed Ball Player #2 : I can't wear that. My husband'll kill me.
[Ira Lowenstein approaches]
Helen Haley : Excuse me, sir.
Ira Lowenstein : Ladies...
Shirley Baker : Excuse me.
Ira Lowenstein : If you can't play ball in this, you can't play ball with us. Now, there are 38 girls on a train ride home, who'll play in a bathing suit, if I ask them.
Mae Mordabito : Yeah, well, there are no pockets for my cigarettes.
[Doris laughs]
Ira Lowenstein : Ah, there is no smoking. There is also no drinking and no men.
[Mae gets up, angry, ready to leave, but Doris pulls Mae back down against her will, with Mae sitting back down, frustrated]
Ira Lowenstein : . All of your activities will be approved through your chaperones. And you will also be taking regular classes at Charm and Beauty school.
Doris Murphy : For what?
Ira Lowenstein : Every girl in this league is going to be a lady.
[Marla looks scared]
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Dottie Hinson : Have you ever been married?
Jimmy Dugan : Ummm, yeah twice.
Dottie Hinson : Any children?
Jimmy Dugan : One of the was yeah.
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Doris Murphy : [Balancing the bottom of a baseball bat on the tip of her index finger] Hey, Mae.
Mae Mordabito : What?
Doris Murphy : Come here and look at this.
Mae Mordabito : Wait a second, Doris!
Doris Murphy : I can't wait any longer, so get up!
Mae Mordabito : [Tying her shoe, looks up] So.
Doris Murphy : Yeah, so, I ain't done yet. Watch.
[Flips bat, lands on the opposite side in the palm of her hand]
Mae Mordabito : That's it?
Doris Murphy : Yeah, you can't do it.
Mae Mordabito : I could do it. How long you been working it on it?
Doris Murphy : What? Took me about year. Not counting them 2 months I was in the hospital, though. Bat hit me right in the head. Bam!
Mae Mordabito : Really?
Doris Murphy : Yep.
Mae Mordabito : You had to have knocked your behind 'cause that looks really swollen.
Doris Murphy : [Dropping the bat in a tough manner, confronting Mae with a whiny tone] Hey, what the heck kind of a think is that to say to me, Mae?
Mae Mordabito : I'm sorry.
Doris Murphy : That ain't funny.
Mae Mordabito : I'm sorry. I'm just nervous all right - -
[They see Dottie, Kit, and Marla staring at them]
Mae Mordabito : - -What are you looking at?
Doris Murphy : Yeah, what are you looking at?
Dottie Hinson : Nothing.
Doris Murphy , Mae Mordabito : Yeah right, nothing.
Kit Keller : All these girls gonna be in the league?
Mae Mordabito : [Taking a puff of her cigarette and exhaling the smoke] You wish.
Doris Murphy : Yeah, you do wish.
Mae Mordabito : They're gonna have 4 teams, 16 girls to a team.
Dottie Hinson : [to Kit] 64 girls.
Doris Murphy : Yeah, what are you, a genius?
Mae Mordabito : You know, they got over 100 girls, so, um, some of you are gonna have to go home.
[They start to walk away, talking to each other]
Mae Mordabito : Come on, Doris. Some people are real jerks.
Kit Keller : What do you mean some of us?
Mae Mordabito : Do it.
[Doris throws a baseball at Dottie, who catches the ball with her bare hands, impressing Doris and Mae]
Mae Mordabito : Okay, some of them are going home.
Doris Murphy : Hey, how did you do that? How did you do that?
[Dottie, Kit, and Marla walk on their way, with Dottie tossing the ball back to Doris, as Doris is still talking to Dottie]
Doris Murphy : . Hey? You caught that? Hello?
Mae Mordabito : Doris? Come on. Don't take such offense.
Doris Murphy : She caught it with her bare hand.
Mae Mordabito : I know. Ssh.
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Dottie Hinson : [She and Kit are walking back home from their industrial league game] Ow! Would you stop kicking the rocks?
Kit Keller : I'm sorry. The game just has me so mad.
Dottie Hinson : Kit, we won. Get mad if we lose.
Kit Keller : That last pitch was right down the middle! If I'd swung at that, I would be the big hero... but you got me so crazy-!
Dottie Hinson : All I said was lay off the high ones.
Kit Keller : "Good thing your sister bailed ya out, Kit! Heh-heh!" "Kit, why don't you get yer sister to teach ya how to hit?" "Kit, why can't you be beautiful like that sister of yours-"
Dottie Hinson : What idiot said that?
Kit Keller : No one... but I know that's what they were thinking!
Dottie Hinson : No, it's not.
Kit Keller : No? Ever hear Dad introduce us to people? "This is our daughter, Dottie. And this is our other daughter, Dottie's sister." They should've just had you and bought a dog!
Dottie Hinson : Mitch Swilley likes you.
Kit Keller : Mitch Swilley's one step up from dating pigs!
Dottie Hinson : But, an important step.
