Field of Dreams

Field of Dreams quotes

50 total quotes (ID: 210)

Dr. Archibald Graham (aka "Moonlight" Graham)
Ray Kinsella
Shoeless Joe Jackson
Terence Mann
The Voice


Ray: I bet it's good to be playing again, huh?
Shoeless Joe: Getting thrown out of baseball was like having part of me amputated. I've heard that old men wake up and scratch itchy legs that have been dust for over fifty years. That was me. I'd wake up at night with the smell of the ball park in my nose, the cool of the grass on my feet... The thrill of the grass.


Shoeless Joe: Man, I did love this game. I'd have played for food money. It was the game... The sounds, the smells. Did you ever hold a ball or a glove to your face?
Ray: Yeah.
Shoeless Joe: I used to love travelling on the trains from town to town. The hotels... brass spittoons in the lobbies, brass beds in the rooms. It was the crowd, rising to their feet when the ball was hit deep. Shoot, I'd play for nothing!

Karin Kinsella: Are you a ghost?
Shoeless Joe Jackson: What do you think?
Karin: You look real to me.
Shoeless Joe: Well, then, I guess I'm real.

Ray Kinsella: The voice is back.
Annie Kinsella: Oh, Lord... you don't have to build a football field now, do you?

Annie Kinsella: Terence Mann was a voice of reason during a time of great madness. He coined the phrase, "Make love, not war". Where others were chanting, "Burn, baby burn", he talked about love, and peace and understanding. I cherished every one of his books, and I dearly wish he had written some more. And I think that if you had experienced even a little bit of the Sixties, you might feel the same way too.
Pro-censorship woman: I experienced the Sixties.
Annie Kinsella: No, I think you had two '50's and moved right on to the '70's.

Annie Kinsella: What if the Voice calls while you're gone?
Ray Kinsella: Take a message.

Terence Mann: Now, what the hell is that?
Ray Kinsellla: What's is look like? It's a gun.
Terence Mann: That's your finger.
Ray Kinsella: No, it's a gun.
Terence Mann: Take it out. Let me see it.
Ray Kinsella: Get out of here! I'm not showing you my gun. [Mann reaches behind a shelf and grabs a crowbar.] Hey, what are you doing?
Terence Mann: I'm gonna beat you with this crowbar until you go away.
Ray Kinsella: You can't do that!
[Mann takes a wild swing; Kinsella falls while dodging it.]
Terence Mann: Oh, there are rules? There are no rules here!
Ray Kinsella: You're a pacifist!
Terence Mann: Shit.

[After the pitcher nearly knocked Archie Graham off the plate.]
Gandil: Hey Knuckles, what'd you throw at the kid for?
Cicotte: He-he winked at me.
Gandil: Don't wink, kid.
[The pitcher throws another ball at Graham's head.]
Graham: Hey ump, how about a warning?
Umpire: Sure. Watch out you don't get killed.

Shoeless Joe Jackson: The last two have been high and tight, so where do you think the next one's gonna be?
Archie Graham: Well, either low and away... or in my ear.
Shoeless Joe: He's not gonna want to load the bases, so look for low and away. But watch out for in your ear.
I want them to stop looking to me for answers, begging me to speak again, write again, be a leader. I want them to start thinking for themselves...

Ray Kinsella: What do you want?
Terence Mann: I want them to stop looking to me for answers, begging me to speak again, write again, be a leader. I want them to start thinking for themselves. I want my privacy.
Ray Kinsella: I mean, what do you want? [Gestures toward concession stand.]
Terence Mann: Oh. Dog and a beer.

Ray Kinsella: By the time I was ten, playing baseball got to be like eating vegetables or taking out the garbage. So when I was fourteen I started refusing. Can you believe that? An American boy refusing to play catch with his father.
Terence Mann: Why fourteeen?
Ray Kinsella: That's when I read "The Boat Rocker", by Terence Mann.
Terence Mann: Oh, God.
Ray Kinsella: Never played catch with him again.
Terence Mann: You see? That's the kind of crap people are always trying to lay on me. It's not my fault you wouldn't play catch with your father!

Terence Mann: So, what was it?
Ray Kinsella: Hmm?
Terence Mann: The "terrible thing" you said to your father. What was it?
Ray Kinsella: I told him I could never respect a man whose hero was a criminal.
Terence Mann: Who was his hero?
Ray Kinsella: Shoeless Joe Jackson.
Terence: He wasn't a criminal. You knew that. [Ray nods.] So why'd you say it?
Ray Kinsella: I was seventeen.

Ray Kinsella: Fifty years ago, for five minutes you came within... y-you came this close. It would kill some men to get so close to their dream and not touch it. God, they'd consider it a tragedy.
Dr. Graham: Son, if I'd only gotten to be a doctor for five minutes... now that would have been a tragedy.

Ray Kinsella: You lied to me.
Terence Mann: Well, you were kidnapping me at the time, you big jerk!
Ray: You lied to me!
Terence: Well, you said your finger was a gun!
Ray: That's a good point.

Ray Kinsella: I did it all, I listened to the voices, I did what they told me, and not once did I ask what's in it for me.
Shoeless Joe Jackson: What are you saying, Ray?
Ray Kinsella: I'm saying... what's in it for me?