Field of Dreams

Field of Dreams quotes

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


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?


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

Ray Kinsella: What are you grinning at, you ghost?
Shoeless Joe: "If you build it -" [gestures toward catcher, who is Ray's father, John Kinsella] "- he will come."
Ray : "Ease his pain. Go the distance." It was him!
Shoeless Joe: No, Ray. It was you.
Is this heaven?

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: 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: You've changed.
Terence Mann: Yes, I suppose I have. How's this? Peace, Love, Dope! Now, get the hell out of here!

Ray: "Oh my God....It's my father...My God! I'd only seen him years later when he was worn down by life. Look at him. He's got his whole life in front of him and I'm not even a glint in his eye. What do I say to him?
Annie: "Why don't you introduce him to his granddaughter?"

Ray: Hey, Dad... you wanna have a catch?
John: I'd like that.

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 Jackson: Hey, is this heaven?
Ray Kinsella: No, it's Iowa.

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...

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!

Shoeless Joe: What's with the lights?
Ray: Oh, all the stadiums have them now. Even Wrigley Field.
Shoeless Joe: Makes it harder to see the ball.
Ray: Yeah, well, the owners found that more people can attend night games.
Shoeless Joe: [Shakes his head] Owners.

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.

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.