Plot
When the owner of the Minnesota Twins dies suddenly, his will bequeaths the team to his grandson Billy, a devotee of baseball who, although only 12, has devoured voluminous lore, knows the team intimately, and has shown an uncanny sixth sense of what they need to improve. They hate their manager, so Billy quickly fires the SOB, winning their instant approval. However, this turns to dismay when he announces their new manager: Billy Heywood. How will Billy convince a gang of proud, tough men to stick around and take orders from a kid? On the other hand, what's to lose-- the team has nowhere to go but up.
Keywords: 12-year-old, affection, baseball, baseball-fan, baseball-movie, baseball-player, boston-massachusetts, boy, bronx-new-york-city, child's-point-of-view
The Minnesota Twins Baseball Team just got a new owner.
Major League is about to experience a minor problem . . . . . . he's 12-years-old.
The Minnesota Twins Have a New Owner.
Joey: [at school] If I owned the Twins, I wouldn't even show up here. I'd just hire a bunch of scientists to do my homework. I mean, if you're rich you don't have to be smart. That's the whole beauty of this country.
Lonnie Ritter: Kids today are amazing. I played winter ball down in Venezuala, they had kids half his age, every one of them speaking Spanish. That's a hard language.::Lou Collins: They speak Spanish in Venezuala.::Lonnie Ritter: I know! That's my point!
Mac: You're a frickin' primadonna, McGreavy. You don't deserve to wear that uniform.::Mike McGrevey: You know, you're right, Mac. I'm a disgrace to the Twins. I think you should trade me.::Mac: As soon as we find someone dumb enough to take you, that's EXACTLY what we're gonna do.::Billy Heywood: No we're not. We're not trading you.::Mike McGrevey: So what are you going to do, bench me?::Billy Heywood: Nope, play you. When it's your turn to pitch, you pitch. Nothing changes.::Mike McGrevey: You know, I don't think that's such a good idea. I have a feeling my concentration's not going to be that good out there. I might tend to forget some of those scouting reports.::Billy Heywood: Well, that's up to you, you're the free agent. Hey Mac, what's the going rate for an absent-minded pitcher who can't get anybody out?
Jim Bowers: It's a scientific fact that a pig becomes a hog at 180 pounds.::Spencer Hamilton: What's that make your wife?::Tucker Kain: Fat.
Joey: I can't believe you lost to the Tigers, they stink!
George O'Farrell: Hey 'Blackout,' I didn't get you for your curve ball. I don't like your curve ball. As a matter of fact, I hate your curve. You know why? Because the damn thing don't curve!
Billy Heywood: Here's an easy one. Who was the first black player to play in the major leagues?::Thomas Heywood: You want me to say Jackie Robinson, but I won't. Fleet Walker for Toledo. I believe the year was 1884.
[repeated line]::Spencer Hamilton: Bite me.
Billy Heywood: If Joe can paint a house in three hours and Sam can paint the same house in five hours, how long will it take to paint it together?::Mac: Now wait a minute, you never said this was a word problem.
Jim Bowers: [after Billy apologizes to the team] On behalf of the entire Apache Nation, we accept this olive branch of peace.::Billy Heywood: [team laughs] Thanks, I think.
Plot
The right of every individual to be different from his fellow men is the theme behind this internationally-hailed, British production. The story tells of a man's dilemma when he refused to participate in an unofficial strike, where he works. While vicious, calculated violence brings the other dissenters into line, he goes it alone and is sent to Coventry (given the silent treatment) by his fellow workers. A stirring, thought-provoking film that portrays the human problems and high emotions generated when a man dares to act on the courage of his convictions and dares fight to keep his individual freedom.
Keywords: agitator, blackmail, canteen, factory, husband-wife-relationship, independent-film, industrial-relations, kitchen-sink-realism, labor-relations, shop-steward
Rough, Tough, Deeply Moving
Plot
Sandra Demarest arrives at the Caldwell estate, and announces to Mark Caldwell that she was secretly married to his nephew James, who recently died. Mark does not believe her, but allows her to remain at the manor while a search is made for a missing will that would prove her claim. Sandra befriends James' sister, Julie, who tells of strange noises and agonized screams from the laboratory wing of the estate. Between verbal duels with Mark, Sandra secretly investigates the lab and learns that ominous things really are happening.
Keywords: animal-in-title, based-on-novel, broken-neck, casket, closed-coffin, cold-cream, comb, crime-wave, damsel-in-distress, dolly-shot
The howl in the night is the voice of danger.
Mark Caldwell: You know, if I was to bring this battle of the wits down to direct insults, I'd say you were one of the most cold-blooded, scheming women I've ever met in my life!::Sandra Marshall: You've already said that.
Mark Caldwell: May I make a suggestion?::Sandra Marshall: What?::Mark Caldwell: Next time you hear some odd noise in the night, just follow the memorable custom of your sex and stick your head under the bedclothes.
Mark Caldwell: I don't know what plans you have in that devious feminine mind of yours, but if you're trying to enlist Julie's sympathy, don't do it.::Sandra Marshall: And if i ignore your advice?::Mark Caldwell: I shall kick you out!
Plot
Eva Lovelace, would-be actress trying to crash the New York stage, is a wildly optimistic chatterbox full of theatrical mannerisms. Her looks, more than her talent, attract the interest of a paternal actor, a philandering producer, and an earnest playwright. Is she destined for stardom or the "casting couch"? Will she fade after the brief blooming of a "morning glory"?
Keywords: ambition, arrogance, aspiring-actress, based-on-play, broadway-manhattan-new-york-city, champagne, chorus-girl, cocktail-party, diva, drunkenness
She'll give you the heart thrill of your life !
A drama fired with Hepburn's blazing genius !
Gwendolyn Hall: My! You're gaining weight.::Rita Vernon: Yes. I'll soon be your size, my dear!
Charlie Van Duesen: You're the best young actress in America.::Rita Vernon: I know that.
Robert Harley Hedges: Youth has its hour of glory... but too often it's only a morning glory, the flower that fades before the sun is very high.
Eva Lovelace: I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid of being a morning glory!::Eva Lovelace: Oh, Nellie, I'm not afraid!
Eva Lovelace: I hope you're going to tell me your name. I want you for my first friend in New York. Mine's Eva Lovelace. It's partly made up and partly real. It was Ada Love. Love's my family name. I added the 'lace.' Do you like it, or would you prefer something shorter? A shorter name would be more convenient on a sign. Still, 'Eva Lovelace in Camille,' for instance, or 'Eva Lovelace in Romeo and Juliet' sounds very distinguished, doesn't it?
Robert Harley Hedges: Every year, in every theater, some young person makes a hit. Sometimes it's a big hit, sometimes a little one. It's a distinct success, but how many of them keep their heads? How many of them work? Youth comes to the fore. Youth has its hour of glory. But too often it's only a morning glory - a flower that fades before the sun is very high.
Eva Lovelace: Nellie, they've all been trying to frighten me. They've been trying to frighten me into being sensible, but they can't do it. Not now. Not yet. They've got to let me be as foolish as I want to be. I-I want to ride through the crowd. I want to- I want to go buy me a mink coat. And I'll buy you a beautiful present. And Mr. Hedges! I'll buy Mr. Hedges a little house. And it'll have rooms full of white orchids. And they've got to tell me that I'm much more wonderful than anyone else because, Nellie - Nellie, I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid of being just a morning glory. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. Why should I be afraid? I'm not afraid.
Rita Vernon: You know, the only way to live through a party like this is to get good and tight.
Louis Easton: What is your name?::Eva Lovelace: Eva Lovelace. Like it? I can change it if you don't.
Robert Harley Hedges: [to Eva] Keep your health, your money, and your head, Eva, if you want to go on.
Roberts may refer to:
Julia Fiona Roberts (born October 28, 1967) is an American actress. She became a Hollywood star after headlining the romantic comedy Pretty Woman (1990), which grossed $464 million worldwide. After receiving Golden Globe Awards and Academy Award nominations for Steel Magnolias (1989) and Pretty Woman, she won the Academy Award for Best Actress for her performance in Erin Brockovich (2000). Her films My Best Friend's Wedding (1997), Mystic Pizza (1988), Notting Hill (1999), Runaway Bride (1999), Valentine's Day (2010), The Pelican Brief (1993), Ocean's Eleven (2001), and Ocean's Twelve (2004) have collectively brought box office receipts of over $2.4 billion, making her one of the most successful actresses in terms of box office receipts.
Roberts had become one of the highest-paid actresses in the world, topping the Hollywood Reporter's annual "power list" of top-earning female stars from 2005 to 2006. Her fee for 1990's Pretty Woman was $300,000; in 2003, she was paid an unprecedented $25 million for her role in Mona Lisa Smile (2003). As of 2010, Roberts's net worth was estimated to be $140 million.
Sam Roberts (born October 2, 1974) is a Juno Award-winning Canadian rock singer-songwriter, whose 2001 debut release, The Inhuman Condition, became one of the bestselling independent releases in Quebec and Canadian music history.
Born in Westmount three weeks after his parents immigrated to Montreal from South Africa, Sam Roberts grew up on Cedar Avenue in Pointe-Claire, where his family moved when he was five years old. He attended St. Edmund Elementary School in Beaconsfield, Loyola High School in N.D.G. and John Abbott College in Ste. Anne de Bellevue before graduating from McGill University in Montreal. Roberts formed the band that eventually became known as William in 1993. The band's name was changed to Northstar in 1996. Although the band gained some notice in independent rock circles, they never broke through to a national audience and broke up in 1999 after failing to release an album. Roberts' bandmate George Donoso went on to significant success in indie rock circles with The Dears but Roberts struggled for several years afterward.
James Thomas "Jimmy" Fallon, Jr. (born September 19, 1974) is an American actor, comedian, singer, musician and television host. He currently hosts Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, a late-night talk show that airs Monday through Friday on NBC. Prior to that he appeared in several films, and was best known as a cast member on Saturday Night Live from 1998–2004.
James Thomas Fallon, Jr., was born in Brooklyn, New York. Jimmy is the son of Gloria and James Fallon, Sr., who is a Vietnam War veteran. His family later settled in Saugerties, New York, while his father worked at IBM in nearby Kingston, New York. He is of Irish descent. As a child, he and his older sister, Gloria, would reenact the “clean parts” of Saturday Night Live that his parents had taped for him. Fallon was such a fan of Saturday Night Live that he made a weekly event of watching it in his dormitory during college. In his teens, he impressed his parents with different impersonations, the first being of James Cagney. He was also musically inclined, and started playing guitar at age 13. He would go on to mix comedy and music in contests and shows.
Paul Craig Roberts (born April 3, 1939) is an American economist and a columnist for Creators Syndicate. He served as an Assistant Secretary of the Treasury in the Reagan Administration earning fame as a co-founder of Reaganomics. He is a former editor and columnist for the Wall Street Journal, Business Week, and Scripps Howard News Service who has testified before congressional committees on 30 occasions on issues of economic policy.
Roberts is a critic of Israel, calling Gaza "the world's largest concentration camp" populated by people who were "driven out of Palestine so that Israel could steal their land." Roberts has been a critic of both Democratic and Republican administrations. Although Roberts praised Ronald Reagan, he has compared supporters of George W. Bush to "brownshirts with the same low intelligence and morals as Hitler's enthusiastic supporters." He has opposed the War on Drugs and the War on Terror stating it has "made widows and orphans of millions of Muslims". He believes the official explanation for the events on 9/11 is a "scientific impossibility".
(Roberts)
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Everywhere
All over the place
Every man, he has
A picture of your face
Hey little girl
Don't you realize
This is a goddamn disgrace
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Oh little girl
You never want me
Tomorrow night you say
You need my key
Hey little girl
Go and have a ball
You know one day girl
You're bound to fall
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Everywhere
All over the place
Every man, he has
A picture of your face
Hey little girl
Don't you realize
This is a goddamn disgrace
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Roberts
Four days of rain
And I'm feelin' OK
Sun back again
It's a beautiful day
Fallin' the water has
Pounded my eye
Sun in the window's
Got me feelin' just fine
Feelin' good, well I knew I would
Whatever I do
Feel so high and I don't know why
But that's all right too
Walkin' around
In a good old town
Just a-thinkin' of you
I hope you think of me too
Breeze in my face
And the blue sky is clear
A beautiful mornin', Lord
I wish you were here
Diggin' it easy
I'm takin' it slow
Enjoyin' the sunshine
Enjoyin' the show
Feelin' good, well I knew I would
Whatever I do
Feel so high and I don't know why
But that's all right too
Walkin' around
In a good old town
Just a-thinkin' of you
I hope you think of me too
Feelin' good, well I knew I would
Whatever I do
Feel so high and I don't know why
But that's all right too
Walkin' around
In a good old town
Just a-thinkin' of you
Roberts
Hey Joe, where you going with that money in your hand ?
I say hey Joe, where you going with that money in your hand ?
Well I'm going to see my woman
You know I heard she done messed around with some other man, I heard she did
You know I'm going downtown, I'm gonna buy me a Blue Steel '44
You know I'm going downtown, I'm gonna buy me a Blue Steel '44
I'm gonna catch up with that girl, she won't be messin' 'round on me no more.
Well I say hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand ?
Hey hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand ?
I'm gonna shoot my woman
I found her messin' around with some other man.
Hey Joe, I heard you shot your old lady down
Hey Joe, you know I heard that you shot your old lady down
Yes I did 'cause I caught her messin' 'round, messin' 'round, messin' 'round town, well all right.
I said hey Joe, you better lay low and get out of town
I said hey Joe, where you gonna run to now ?
He said I'm going downtown and I'm gonna get me a passport, see (oh see)
Well I'm going down South, way down Mexico way
And there ain't no hangman gonna put no noose around me, hu-hu
Just 'cause I shot her, just 'cause I shot her down, all right.
Well I'm going down South, way down Mexico way
I'm going down South where a man can be free
Roberts
Hey Colorado it was not so long ago
I left your mountain to try life on the road
Now I'm finished with that race it was much too fast a pace
And I think I know my place Colorado I wanna come home
There was a woman but I left her far behind
I could have loved her if I only had the time
But I stopped along the way just long enough to say
Lord I'd really really like to stay
But my lady knows I've got to go
I was too young to know what I've done
I made my plans but I was wrong yes I was wrong
Hey Colorado is it too late to change my mind
I've done some thinking and I'm trying hard to find
The way to come back home
Oh I've been so very long alone
Roberts
There's a north wind blowing
And a ring around the moon
And I don't know where I'm goin'
But I know I'm gonna find out soon
The storm is growin'
And the sky is lookin' strange
Cold, cold wind keep blowin'
Whoa, that's a wind of change
Can't you hear the thunder
And the howling of the wind
Baby, don't it make you wonder
When the changes don't begin
I don't know why
But there's a tide turnin' the sea is dark
And there's a sky burnin'
I only know there's no returnin' to you
The storm is growin'
The sky is lookin' strange
Cold, cold wind keep blowin'
Whoa, that's the wind of change
Winds of change
Winds of change
Roberts
Tryin' not to lose myself
in the women and the wine
Tryin' not to change my point of view
Hopin' I can keep my feet
above the waterline
Even after all my dreams come true
In a sea of motion
Water edged with foam
Clingin' to the things I used to know
Swallowed by an ocean
Sinking like a stone
But I'm drownin' in the undertow
Tryin' not to lose myself
in the glitter and the gold
Tryin' not to change the way I see
Hopin' I can keep my eyes
on things that stay the same
'Cause I cannot keep my hold
Even on the things I know are real
Caught upon the waters
of some dark and nameless sea
Whoa let the current carry me
Tryin' not to lose myself
in the fortune and the fame
Tryin' not to change the way I see
Hopin' I can keep my eyes
on the things that stay the same
Roberts
After I say I'm sorry
What am I supposed to say
All of my explanations don't explain it anyway
Nothin's gonna change the way you feel
I don't have to prove my dreams are real
Even to you
All I can see is anger
in your answers and your eyes
I can be sad and sorry but I can't apologize
Sad because I lose another dream
Sorry 'cause you don't know what I mean
and you say you do
If you only knew
If you only knew
You and your smug suspicions
Reading between the lines
Drawing your own conclusions and concluding
that they're mine
Don't you know I'd change if I could
cause it was always you
Roberts
Close your weary eyes and drift away, it's all right
I'll be here until the break of day brings the light
I can sing a lullaby they sang for me when I was just your size
Just a little poem with a melody to shut those sleepy eyes.
Singing dolphins over the ocean
Where it's clear and it's deep
Help the waves with your gentle motion
Rock this child to sleep.
May sailing ships and secrets fill your dreams with delight
Anything you want is yours for free for the night
I won't let no bad dreams come and bother you
Just put your trust and me
I'll be standing by to keep a watch on you
While you're away at sea.
Singing dolphins over the ocean
Where it's clear and it's deep
Help the waves with your gentle motion
Rock this child to sleep.
You got to rock this child
You got to rock this child to sleep
You got to rock-a-bye my baby