Welcome to Eltingville (2002)

Actors

• Tara Sands (actress)
• Jason Harris (actor)
• Jason Harris (actor)
• Tara Sands (actress)
• Tara Sands (actress)
• Brian A. Miller (producer)
• Michael Lazzo (producer)
• Rachael MacFarlane (miscellaneous crew)
• Joe Cecchini (miscellaneous crew)
• Denis M. Hannigan (composer)
• Troy Metcalf (actor)
• Chuck Sheetz (director)
• Chris Ward (actor)
• Chris Ward (actor)
• Vince Aniceto (producer)

Genres

• Animation
• Comedy

A Love Affair: The Eleanor and Lou Gehrig Story (1978)

Actors

• Edward Herrmann (actor)
• Milton Parsons (actor)
• Blythe Danner (actress)
• Patricia Neal (actress)
• Charles W. Fries (producer)
• Lainie Kazan (actress)
• Jane Wyatt (actress)
• William Wellman Jr. (actor)
• Michael Lerner (actor)
• Michael Yama (actor)
• David Ogden Stiers (actor)
• George A. Cooper (actor)
• Fielder Cook (director)
• Gerald S. O'Loughlin (actor)
• James Greene (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Drama
• Romance
• Sport

The Pride of the Yankees (1942)

Actors

• Lane Chandler (actor)
• Hardie Albright (actor)
• Ernie Alexander (actor)
• Ernie Adams (actor)
• Hooper Atchley (actor)
• Edgar Barrier (actor)
• Walter Brennan (actor)
• Lynton Brent (actor)
• Roy Brent (actor)
• Don Brodie (actor)
• Charles Cane (actor)
• Jack Carr (actor)
• Burr Caruth (actor)
• Eddy Chandler (actor)
• Jack Chapin (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Drama
• Family
• Romance
• Sport

Taglines:

THE Private LIFE OF A GREAT Public HERO! (original print ad - mostly caps)
It's the Great American Story!
The Crowd Worshipped Him... One Woman Understood Him!
Intimate and thrilling drama of a hero of the headlines... the girl who had his love and shared his life, but dared not question his one secret!

Quotes:

[his farewell speech]::Lou Gehrig: Today, I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth.

Lou Gehrig: Is it three strikes, Doc?::Clinic doctor: You want it straight?::Lou Gehrig: Sure, straight.::Clinic doctor: It's three strikes.

Lou Gehrig: All the arguing in the world can't change the decision of the umpire.

Lou Gehrig: People have to live their own lives. Nobody can live it for you. Nobody could have made a baseball player out of Uncle Otto, and nobody can make anything but a baseball player out of me.

Eleanor Gehrig: Lou Gehrig, I could learn to like you.

Hank Hanneman: That Gehrig's the chump of all time. Falling for a gag like that.::Sam Blake: Aw, he doesn't know about a gag.::Hank Hanneman: Yeah? What does he know about, Mr. Bones?::Sam Blake: Baseball.::Hank Hanneman: He knows... I'll tell ya somethin'. A guy like that is a detriment to any sport. He's a boob with a batting eye. He wakes up, brushes his teeth, hikes out to the ballpark, hits the ball, hikes back to the hotel room, reads the funny papers, gargles and goes to bed. That's personality, hm?::Sam Blake: The best.::Hank Hanneman: A real hero.::Sam Blake: Let me tell you about heroes, Hank. I've covered a lot of 'em, and I'm saying Gehrig is the best of 'em. No front-page scandals, no daffy excitements, no horn-piping in the spotlight...::Hank Hanneman: No nothing.::Sam Blake: ...but a guy who does his job and nothing else. He lives for his job. He gets a lot of fun out of it. And fifty million other people get a lot of fun out of him, watching him do something better than anybody else ever did it before.::Hank Hanneman: You'd be right, Sam, if all baseball fans were as big boobs as Gehrig.::Sam Blake: They are. The same kinda boobs as Gehrig. [beat] Only without a batting eye. That's why I'm putting my money on Gehrig.

Dickey, Bill Filmography

• A Hall for Heroes: The Inaugural Hall of Fame Induction of 1939
  2010, role: actor , character name: Himself
• When It Was a Game
  1991, role: actor , character name: Himself
• 1951 MLB All-Star Game
  1951, role: actor , character name: Himself - AL Coach
• 1950 MLB All-Star Game
  1950, role: actor , character name: Himself - AL Coach
• The Stratton Story
  1949, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Style of the Stars
  1947, role: actor , character name: All-Star Baseball Player
• The Pride of the Yankees
  1942, role: actor , character name: Bill Dickey
• Sport Thrills: Play Ball
  1938, role: actor , character name: Himself - New York Yankees Catcher

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bill Mccai - Coral
• Blue Lake - Disarmonia Mundi
• Bill Jocko - Mark Mulcahy
• Bull Dog - Shangri-las
• Balaliaka - Firewater
• Pill Cake. - Detachment Kit

Family taught him right from wrong,
Local tales and children's songs,
Sunday school was his shelter,
With his friends Joe and Walter,
Now those days so far away,
An empty swing where he once played,
Now he's got so fat and bald,
He never thought that he'd grow old.
Everyday when he gets the train
Looks out the window and he thinks in vain
If I could only be that boy again
He's got a sales job and it gets him down
Same old faces, same old sounds
Heart attacks, orthopaedic backs
Documents and labelled racks
His wife can't stand the sight of him
With his routine glass of gin
She makes his lunch of processed ham
And waits in for the meter man
Everyday when he gets the train
looks out the window and he thinks in vain
If I could only be that boy again
(Take it away Bill)
He could be that boy again
Another day, another gin
His kids don't even notice him
Something different about his face
His happy smile seems out of place
Family gathered round for tea
Eyes fixed on the new telly
A news flash came and then it said
Bill McCai was just found dead
No more windows, no more trains
Hung himself out in the rain
Now he'll never be that boy again
And we say...
Bye, bye Bill Mccai
Bye, bye Bill Mccai

cold attacks me as the liquid is in touch
muffled sounds from somewhere
like unborn through the amniotic fluid
getting upset to reach my air
in this condition I try to understand
what has happened after that step
I was hearing my name
rebounding through the walls
expanding in the veins
it rushes with me, with my thoughts
descends into the well
reaching my own blue lake
I see the unreal pipes of feelings
they look at me and flow
to take a wish into below
are you a whispering soul
or a thoughtless neurone
tell me your name and I'll bring you my lord
into the halls of your vice
you've been too blind 'till now
open your eyes
take off your shroud
yes I feel open minded
I outline coloured thoughts
your spirit is somewhere here
in your pulsing deep blue lake
the upper light seems to come from inside
liquid tension pulls me into the air
like unborn through the amniotic fluid
I'd remain in its womb
the light calls me to his reign
I'm born again
how hard is this night to see
my life breaking to free
a new light from tomorrow
beneath the past a sun is shining pale
with my hands I raise it into the air
found the dust in my eyes
submerge in a water now warm
merged into the first reflection
close upon me
this night lulled by waves
light breath of a liquid called life
quencing my thirst

Why do I have to stay,
And why does she get to go
Oh, why, do I have to stay here,
And why, does she get to go?
Oh why, do I have to stay here,
Why does she get to go?
Down came Bill Jocko
From the heart of Hooterville
Take down your Christmas tree
But I know that you never will
Riding lover was his lady,
And she did not know his mind
When Billy took the Datsun
To the top for the last time
And that’s when they were
Drunk on wine coolers
That they stole from her mother
Drunk on the Summer
And drunk on each other
You better take a right at the graveyard
And a left over at the ghetto
Climb up to where it’s dark
And gonna take all of our clothes off
Lucinda had her head down,
Braiding her hair so she could not see,
That William had his eyes closed,
Headin’ straight for a tree,
And that’s when they were
Drunk on wine coolers
That they stole from her mother
Drunk on the Summer
And drunk on each other
One, or two, or three hundred feet down to the ground
Let’s do it now when there ain't no park ranger hangin'
‘round
He cut the wheel on banana peels,
We’re goin’ straight into a skid
Shut off the motor, and gone straight off of the ridge
They hit hard, like a broken wand,
And Lucinda she was dead
He climbed back up to the top,
And this is what he said,
He said
Why do I have to stay here, and why does she get to go?
Why do I have to stay here, and why does she get to go?
Why do I have to stay here, and why does she get to go?
Why does she?
Why does she?
Why does she?

I'm in love with the pretiest boy in the USA.
(Hey, what'dya say? Hey, what'dya say?)
I'm in love with the pretiest boy in the USA.
(What'dya say?)
I said, hey.
But his momma bought a dog,
Just to keep little me away.
(Hey, what'dya say? Hey, what'dya say?)
You know he barks when he sees me,
Growls everytime I touch his hair.
(Big bad Bull Dog, that big bad Bull Dog.)
You know he barks when he sees me,
Growls everytime I touch his hair.
(Big bad Bull Dog, that big bad Bull Dog.)
And everytime I shoo him, he tries to bite a leg,
But I dont care.
(Big bad Bull Dog, that big bad dog.)
(Hey, hey, hey-hey.)
You know his momma keeps that dog chained,
Out on the porch all night.
(Big bad Bull Dog, that big bad Bull Dog.)
You know his momma keeps that dog chained,
Out on the porch all night.
(Big bad Bull Dog, that big bad Bull Dog.)
You know he barks like a charm,
But then he don't bite.
(Big bad Bull Dog, that big bad dog.)
Un-hun
(Big bad Bull Dog,)
Oh, yeah.
(That big bad Bull Dog.)
Alright.
(That big bad Bull Dog.)
(That big bad Bull Dog.)
Alright.
(That big bad Bull Dog.)
So fine./(That big bad Bull Dog.)
OK./(That big bad Bull Dog.)
Un-hun./(That big bad Bull Dog.)
Alright./(That big bad Bull Dog.)

When the moon opens up her eye
And the sun bows down his head
You come stealing softly to my bed
When the dogs chase rabbit dreams
Cats are milking up the fire
You dance toward me
Balanced on a slender wire
Balaliaka sing to me
Like a siren from the deep
Balaliaka sing a tender song
Balaliaka soothe my soul
Like you did so long ago
How I miss your sorrow
And your smile
Now the trees are whispering
As I lie here in the grass
Waiting for this long cold night to pass
A thousand eyes are gazing down
Like bullet holes shot into the roof
As I lie here scratching
For a grain or truth
Balaliaka sing to me
Like a siren from the deep
Balaliaka sing a tender song
Balaliaka soothe my soul
Like you did so long ago
How I miss your sorrow
And your smile
Balaliaka sing to me
Like a siren from the deep
Balaliaka sing a tender song
Balaliaka soothe my soul
Like you did so long ago
Drink with me before I have to go

maybe we could fall down as hesitation, pick up the beat,
has... that woman bitten your hand? cables in the city
carry connections, we know how to have fun, natural
selection helps... till today. meadows sit in traction,
suspending freely, fingers on the concrete asking to see
my hands, i keep writing letters until my head hurts,
piled up contraptions getting reactions... till today.
randy takes his clothes off, he's such a robot, molly's
coming over she's such a showoff, chaperone this boulder
is what he told her, randy's on the corner waving her