I play, coach stays. He goes, I go.
Coach Norman Dale
Gene Hackman · 20 quotes
Myra Fleener
Barbara Hershey · 5 quotes
Wilbur 'Shooter' Flatch
Dennis Hopper · 4 quotes
Jimmy Chitwood
Maris Valainis · 3 quotes
Most scenes together: Coach Norman Dale & Myra Fleener (5)
Hoosiers quotes
Page 1 of 3I'll make it.
Merle Webb
Let's win this game for all the small schools that never had a chance to get here.
Opal Fleener
Sun don't shine on the same dog's ass everyday, but, mister you ain't seen a ray of light since you got here.
Player
[to shorter player]
Didn't know they grew 'em so small on the farm.
Preacher Purl
[Just before the big game]
And David put his hand in the bag and took out a stone and slung it. And it struck the Philistine on the head and he fell to the ground. Amen.
Boys, we're gonna run the picket fence at em...Now, don't get caught watching the paint dry.
Clete, you tell him. Sectionals of '33, one point down. Five, four, three, two, one, let 'er fly... in and out. Yeah, well, I was fouled...
I know everything there is to know about the greatest game ever invented.
You got to promise me that you're not gonna get thrown out of any more games.
First of all, let's be real friendly here, okay? My name is Norm. Secondly, your coaching days are over.
George Look, mister, there's... two kinds of dumb, uh... guy that gets naked and runs out in the snow and barks at the moon, and, uh, guy who does the same thing in my living room. First one don't matter, the second one you're kinda forced to deal with.
Translate. That some sort of threat?
George I don't know why Cletus drug your tired old bones in here, he musta owed you somethin' fierce. Fact is, mister, you start screwin' up this team, I'll personally hide-strap your ass to a pine rail and send you up the Monon Line!
[George angrily turns and storms out of the gym]
Leave the ball, will you, George? [to himself] OK, let's see what kind of hand I've been dealt.
You know, if everyone is as nice as you, country hospitality is gonna get an awful name.
What a pleasant thing to say.
Everett Flatch
[Shooter is coaching the team at a critical moment after Coach Dale was ejected]
You think number four is gonna take their last shot, Dad?
Wilbur 'Shooter' Flatch: [Nervously] Yeah, probably... they been pickin' low all night. [Straightens up; he has the answer] Rade, let yourself get taken out! [Rade looks at Shooter, astonished.] Uh, Buddy, you drop down and take his place! [Buddy nods] Close that lane! [team breaks huddle]
[Buddy Walker steals the ball as he predicted] Wilbur 'Shooter' Flatch: Time! Time! [Brisk and confident] C'mon in, c'mon in. Alright, now listen to me. This is the last shot that we got! Alright? We're gonna run the picket fence at 'em! Merle, you're the swingman, Jimmy, you're solo right! Everett, Merle should be open swinging around the the end of that fence! Now, boys, don't get caught watchin' the paint dry!
[about Jimmy]
Leave him alone, all right? He's a real special kid and, and I have high hopes for him and... I think if he works really hard, he can get an academic scholarship to Wabash College and can get out of this place.
Why, do you have something against this place?
A man your age comes to a place like this, either he's running away from something or he has nowhere else to go.
What I'm doing here has nothing to do with you.
Just stay away from Jimmy. I don't want him coaching in Hickory when he's fifty.
A man your age comes to a place like this, either he's running away from something or he has nowhere else to go.
What I'm doing here has nothing to do with you.
Just stay away from Jimmy. I don't want him coaching in Hickory when he's fifty.