We didn't ****. She just read poetry to me all night. It was more tiring than ****.
Bull Durham (1988) · 60 quotes
3rd most-quoted character in Bull Durham (1988): in 24 of its 60 quotes
Most scenes with: Larry (15), Crash Davis (11), Annie Savoy (6)
A good friend of mine used to say, "This is a very simple game. You throw the ball, you catch the ball, you hit the ball. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, sometimes it rains." Think about that for a while.
More lines from Ebby Calvin "Nuke" LaLoosh
5 quotes"Limping jets of love"...Hey, Crash. Does that mean what I think it means, "limping jets of love"?
This underwear feels kinda sexy...that don't make me ****, right? Right.
Why does he want me to throw the heat again, I just threw it. No, don't think, Meat, just give him the gas.
Shit, piss, ****!
Scenes with Ebby Calvin "Nuke" LaLoosh
18 scenesI don't hit no man first.
All right, then... [throws him a baseball] ...hit me in the chest with that.
I'd kill you!
Yeah? From what I hear, you couldn't hit water if you fell out of a **** boat. [the crowd that has gathered gawks] Come on; right here, right in the chest.
No way!
C'mon, Meat! Throw it! You know you're not gonna hit me, cause you've already started to think about it, eh? Thinkin' about how embarassing it would be to miss in front of all these people, how somebody might laugh? Come on, 'rook, show us that million-dollar arm. 'Cause I got; oh yeah, I got a good idea about that five-cent head of yours.
Ball four.
Who the hell are you, man?!
Good punch...
I'm Crash Davis; I'm your new catcher, and you just got lesson number one; Don't think. You can only hurt the ball club.
Ebby?! [Ebby and Millie are half dressed in the locker room. Millie ducks behind a locker.] Jesus. Game starts in four minutes! Why ain't you warm?!
I am warm.
I'm fining you a hundred dollars. Jesus, Ebby, this is your professional debut tonight -- you know how many guys out there'd give blood to be in your shoes an' you're leavin' your fastball in the locker room for some piece of ass!
Skip, It's me! I'm not some quote piece of ass unquote.
Oh, Millie, jeez, sorry -- I didn't recognize ya. Don't take it personal but if I catch you in here again you're banned from the ballpark.
You can't ban me from the ballpark 'cause Daddy donated the scoreboard and if you banned me he might take the scoreboard away.
Whatta we need a scoreboard for? We haven't scored any runs all year. [to Ebby] Get your ass out there.
Hey Boss, I got a question.
You think I need a nickname? I think I need a nickname. The great ones have nicknames -- somethin' like Oil Can or Catfish...[to Millie] What was the one you suggested?
"Pokey"
Yeah, what do you think of "Pokey"?
Got time for another quickie?
Jesus, you got a game to pitch!
But we got three minutes.
These are the ground rules. I hook up with one guy a season. Usually takes me a couple weeks to pick the guy - kinda my own spring training. And, well, you two are the most promising prospects of the season so far, so I just thought we should kinda get to know each other.
Time out. Why do you get to choose?
What?
Why do you get to choose? I mean, why don't I get to choose, why doesn't he get to choose?
Well, actually, nobody on this planet ever really chooses each other. I mean, it's all a question of quantum physics, molecular attraction, and timing. Why, there are laws we don't understand that bring us together and tear us apart. Uh, it's like pheromones. You get three ants together, they can't do dick. You get 300 million of them, they can build a cathedral.
So is somebody going to go to bed with somebody or what?
Honey, you are a regular nuclear meltdown. You better cool off. Ha ha, ha ha!
After 12 years in the minor leagues, I don't try out. Besides, uh, I don't believe in quantum physics when it comes to matters of the heart.
What do you believe in, then?
Well, I believe in the soul. The ****, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days. [pause] Goodnight.
Oh my. Crash...
Hey, Annie, what's all this molecule stuff?
Ooh, I've heard of stuff like this.
Yeah? Have you heard of Walt Whitman?
No. Who's he play for?
Jesus, Ebby! You look like shit!
Nuke! Call me "Nuke"! Annie says it's my new nickname.
You're hooked up with Annie?! That's great, that's great! Every guy I've ever seen hook up with her has had the best year of his career! So, is she, ehhhhhhh, you know... as good as they say?
What? No, no, man, we didn't ****. No, she kept me up all night reading poetry. It's more tiring than ****.
Listen, sweetheart, you shouldn't listen to what a woman says when she's in the throes of passion. They say the darndest things.
Yeah, you said "Crash"!
Honey, would you rather I were making love to him using your name, or making love to you using his name?
Relax, all right? Don't try to strike everybody out. Strikeouts are boring! Besides that, they're fascist. Throw some ground balls - it's more democratic. [starts to walk away]
What's this guy know about pitching? If he's so good how come he's been in the minors for the last ten years? If he's so good how come Annie wants me instead of him?
Oh, hey, and another thing, Meat. You don't know shit, all right? If you wanna make it to the bigs, you'll listen to me. Annie only wants you so she can boss you around, got it? So relax! Let's have some fun out here! This game's fun, OK? Fun goddamnit. And don't hold the ball so hard, OK? It's an egg. Hold it like an egg.
: What's he know about fun? I'm young. I know about fun. An old man. He don't know nothin' about fun.
: All right. Nobody's goin' out there. [Crash calls for a curve ball.]
: Why's he calling for a curve ball? I want to bring heat. Shake him off. Throw what you want.
Why are you shaking me off?
I want to bring the heater. Announce my presence with authority.
My presence with authority.
To announce your presence with authority?! This guy's a first ball fastball hitter, looking for the heat.
So what? He ain't seen my heat.
All right, Meat. Give him your heat. [He walks back to his place behind the plate.]
Why's he always calling me Meat? I'm the guy driving a Porsche.
What are you doing standing here? I gave you a gift. You stand here showing up my pitcher? Run, dummy.[The batter runs around the bases.]
Give me the ball. [He walks toward the mound.]
Well, he really hit the shit outta that one, didn't he? [laughs]
I held it like an egg.
Yeah, and he scrambled the son of a bitch. Look at that, he hit the **** bull! Guy gets a free steak! [laughs]
You having fun yet?
Oh, yeah. Havin' a blast.
Good.
God, that sucker teed off on that like he knew I was gonna throw a fastball!
He did know.
How?
I told him.
Man that ball got outta here in a hurry. I mean anything travels that far oughta have a damn stewardess on it, don't you think?
You told him didn't you?
Yup.
The other day Crash called a woman's pu... pussy... um, well, you know how the hair is kind of in a V-shape?
Yes, I do.
Well, he called it the Bermuda Triangle. He said that a man could get lost in there and never be heard from again.
You're playing with my mind.
I'm trying to play with your body.
I knew it, you're trying to seduce me!
Well of course I'm trying to seduce you, for God's sake, and I'm doing a damn poor job of it... Aren't I pretty?
God, I think you're real cute.
Cute? Baby ducks are cute, I HATE cute! I want to be exotic, and mysterious!
You are, you're exotic, and mysterious, and... cute... and... That's why I'd better leave.
It's time to work on your interviews.
My interviews? What do I gotta do?
You're gonna have to learn your clich?s. You're gonna have to study them, you're gonna have to know them. They're your friends. Write this down: "We gotta play it one day at a time."
Got to play... it's pretty boring.
'Course it's boring, that's the point. Write it down.
How come you don't like me?
Because you don't respect yourself, which is your problem. But you don't respect the game, and that's my problem. You got a gift.
I got a what?
You got a gift. When you were a baby, the Gods reached down and turned your right arm into a thunderbolt. You got a Hall-of-Fame arm, but you're pissing it away.
I ain't pissing nothing away. I got a Porsche already; a 911 with a quadrophonic Blaupunkt.
Christ, you don't need a quadrophonic Blaupunkt! What you need is a curveball! In the show, everyone can hit heat.
Well, how would you know? YOU been in the majors?
Yeah, I've been in the majors.
Annie [instructing Nuke to pitch to Millie, who is wearing catcher's gear]: Now go ahead, put it in there!
I don't wanna; I'm gonna hurt the girl!
That "girl" has handled pitchers with much better records than one-and-seven.
1-6! Gimme the goddamned ball!
So, how does it feel to get your first professional win?
It feels "out there", I mean it's a major rush. [Grabs the reporter's recorder and continues talking into it] I mean, it doesn't just feel "out there", I mean it feels out there, you know? Um, kind of radical in a kind of tubular way, you know? But, most of all, it's out there...
How come you don't like me?
Because you don't respect yourself, which is your problem. But you don't respect the game, and that's my problem. You got a gift.
I got a what?
You got a gift. When you were a baby, the Gods reached down and turned your right arm into a thunderbolt. You got a Hall-of-Fame arm, but you're pissing it away.
I ain't pissing nothing away. I got a Porsche already; a 911 with a quadrophonic Blaupunkt.
Christ, you don't need a quadrophonic Blaupunkt, what you need is a curveball! In the Show, everyone can hit a fastball.
Well, how would you know? YOU been in the majors? Pft!
...Yeah, I've been in the majors. [Players mutter in surprise]
You were in the Show, man?
Yeah, I was in the Show. I was in the Show for twenty-one days once. The twenty-one greatest days of my life. You know, you never handle your luggage in the Show? Somebody else carries your bags; it's great. You hit white balls for batting practice. Ballparks are like cathedrals. The hotels all have room service. The women all have long legs and brains.
They're really hot, huh?
And so are the pitchers. They throw ungodly breaking stuff in the Show. Exploding sliders. [To LaLoosh] You could be one of those guys. Nuke could be one of those guys, but you don't give a ****, Meat.
Listen I am sick and **** tired of you calling me "Meat". Do you wanna step outside?
Yeah, I'll step outside!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Crash! What's up?
I was- I was just gonna ask Crash to show me how to throw a breaking ball
Good idea. Good idea. Here, here, here, anybody got a ball? Who's got a ball?
Hey. Hey, wake up. You're awake. You're okay. You were dreaming. You're okay?
I was playing damn naked.
What?
I was naked...playing naked.
I know. I know, I have that dream all the time, too.
That was great, huh?
Your fastball's up, your curveball's hanging; in the Show, they would've ripped you.
Can't you even let me enjoy the moment?
The moment's over.







