Nice catch, Hayes. Don't ever ****in' do it again.
Major League (1989) · 78 quotes
3rd most-quoted character in Major League (1989): in 16 of its 78 quotes
Most scenes with: Charlie Donovan (4), Rick (4), Roger (4)
Forget about the curve ball Ricky, give him the heater.
More lines from Lou Brown
4 quotesWell, you may run like Mays, but you hit like shit.
Come on Dorn, get in front of the damn ball! Don't give me this "ole" bullshit!
Alright, Vaughn. They tell us you're a pitcher; you're sure not much of a dresser. We wear caps and sleeves at this level, son! Understood?
Scenes with Lou Brown
11 scenesI thought you said we didn't have any high priced talent.
I forgot about Dorn, cause he's only high priced.
Take a look at this ****in' guy.
It's my kinda team, Charlie, my kinda team.
Hello. Do you know us?
We're a Major League Baseball team.
But since we haven't won a pennant in over 30 years, nobody recognizes us - not even in our own home town.
That's why we carry the American Express card.
No matter how far out of first we are, it's cool. You know, it keeps us from getting shut out at our favorite hotels and restaurant-type places.
So if you're looking for some Big-League clout, apply for that little green home-run hitter.
Look what it's done for us. People still DON'T recognize us but... [snaps his fingers]
We're contenders now.
The American Express card: Don't steal home without it.
Tire World.
Lou, it's Charlie Donvan from Cleveland. How would you like to manage the Indians this year?
Gee, I don't know...
What do you mean, you don't know? This is your chance to manage in the big leagues.
Let me get back to you, will ya, Charlie? I got a guy on the other line asking about some white walls.
I got news for you Mr. Brown, you haven't heard the last of me. You may think I'm shit now, but someday you're gonna be sorry you cut me. I'm gonna catch on somewhere else and every time that I pitch against you I'm gonna stick it up you're ****in' ass! [throws baseball against locker]
Good! I like that kind of spirit in a player. The only problem is I didn't cut you.
What?
I think someone's been having some fun with you.
Yeah? [shouting] **** you!
What's the matter, rookie ****-Wad? Can't you take a little joke?
Real **** funny, asshole.
All right, [shouting] All right. Knock that shit off.
Lou, you better make it real clear to this little lady that I'm not about to take his shit.
Shut up, Dorn.
Can I have your attention, please? I have something I think you all ought to know about. It seems that Mrs. Phelps doesn't think too highly of our worth. She put this team together because she thought we'd be bad enough to finish dead last, knocking attendance down to the point where she could move the team to Miami... and get rid of all of us for better personnel.
Even me?
Even you, Dorn.
What if we DON'T finish last?
She'll REPLACE you with somebody who WILL. After this season, you'll be sent back to the minors or given your outright release.
What's that?
Win the whole **** thing.
I thought you said we didn't have any high-priced talent.
Forgot about Dorn, cause he's only high-priced. Picked him up as a free agent three years ago.
Still hits the ball pretty well, doesn't he?
Yeah, just can't field it. [Dorn gives cocky gesture to them]
We'll shape him up.
C'mon, Dorn! Get in front of the damn ball! Don't give me this olè bullshit!
Look, I took one of those in the eye last year, and I am not about to lose my sight!
I'm deeply moved. Every time I see you play one your hips, you owe me forty sit-ups.
What?
Look here, Lou. My contract clearly states I don't have to do any calisthenics that I don't feel are necessary. So what do you think about that?
[Lou grabs the contract, throws it on the ground, and urinates on it before walking away]
Hi, Lou.
Donovan, what're you doing here?
Well, I just wanted to get back out on the road again. You know, you had a hell of a road trip. You nearly pulled that one out today.
Someday, we'll figure out a way to beat those guys.
You know, you've done a great job this year.
60–61 is hardly a great job.
With this club, it is.
You know, there's a lot of talent on this club, Charlie. The veterans are starting to play back to form, and the rookies are developing faster than I thought; there's two or three potential All-Stars in there. I think we're a contender right now.
You really believe that, don't you?
I know it. All we need is something to bring it all together.
...Rachel Phelps will never allow that to happen.
You want me to go get him?
No, let's see how he reacts.
Well Brown is apparently going to stick with Vaughn here as the Indians trail 8-0. Coleman steps in - a .281 lifetime hitter. Taylor with the sign; Vaughn into the motion with his pitch.
Interesting.
'Bout time, it's 8-0.
You! You're gone!
What?!
You heard me, you're gone!
He was right on top of the plate!
I think you can go get him now.
The ball slipped out of my hand, it was an accident!
You threw at him intentionally.
Oh, kiss my ass!
Get out of here.
You're full of shit! **** you!
Get out of here, rookie!
Hey, why don't you blow me, ump?!
How's it holding up, Eddie? You look a little tired.
I'm throwin' every piece of junk I can think of at 'em, skipper. I got enough left for one more hitter.
Naw, you've pitched a helluva game. Take a seat, we'll see if we can get this guy out for ya. [Harris leaves semi-dejected to the dugout. The crowd gives him a polite standing ovation]
Good game, Eddie.
Give me Vaughn.
You want Vaughn?
I know he hasn't done very well against this guy, but I got a hunch he's due.