Movie Quotes for The+rookie

Sanchez: So, Riv, what was it like watching the Babe play?
Jimmy: You sure you wanna start this?
Sanchez: How many fans did you lose when they raised ticket prices to
  50 cents?
Jimmy: Almost as many as we lose when you pitch!
Brooks: Oooh! And this game is over, baby!

Lorri: Jim Morris, Im a Texas woman, which means I dont need the
  help of a man to keep things running.

Durham Manager Mac: Jimmy, I just got off the phone with the big
  club. Theyre calling up Brooks.
Jimmy: Thats great. He wont be back.
Durham Manager Mac: He respects you, and I think you ought to be the
  one to tell him. Being that youre going, too...

Jimmy: [while he and Lorri are lying in bed, their baby crying in the
  other room] Ill get her.
Lorri: Was that a real, "Ill get her"? Or are you just waiting for
  me to say, "Go back to sleep"?
Jimmy: I havent decided yet.
Lorri: [gently pats him as she gets up] Go back to sleep.

TV Reporter: [interviewing Jimmy after his first major league game]
  What pitches did you throw to get that strikeout?
Jimmy: Fastball, fastball, and [chuckling] fastball!
TV Reporter: How did it feel, pitching in the major leagues?
Jimmy: Just like I hoped it would.
Jimmy: [to the reporters, seeing his father through the TV lights]
  Can you excuse me?

Dave Patterson: Jimmy, how fast were you throwing fifteen years ago?
Jimmy: Slow enough to where scouts stopped using the word "fast".
Dave Patterson: Seriously, how fast were you throwing?
Jimmy: I dont know... 85-86?
Dave Patterson: You just threw 98 miles an hour.
Jimmy: Nawww!
Dave Patterson: Twelve straight pitches, three radar guns. Same thing
  on all of em.
Jimmy: Look, Dave, theres no way...
Dave Patterson: Jimmy, Ive been a scout for a long time, and the
  number one rule is, arms slow down when they get old. Now, if I
  call the office and tell em I got a guy here almost twice these
  kids age, Im gonna get laughed at. But, if I dont call in a
  98-mile-an-hour fastball, Im gonna get fired! Im just saying
  theres a chance you might get a call on this. [turns to leave,
  then turns around] You figure out what I saw out there today, you
  let me know.

Lorri: So how does it feel to be the oldest rookie in the last 30
  years?
Jimmy: I dont know... Im tired.

Joaquin Wack Campos: [after being the first Owl to get a foul tip
  off of Jimmys fastball] Got a piece of that one!
Jimmy: Now get all of it.

Connie Ling: [On the morning news, on TV] Im standing in front of an
  East L.A. garage which is the latest link in a chain of six chop
  shops busted by the L.A.P.D. in the last three days. This is Auto
  Theft Detective Nick Pulovski. You seem to have gone out of your
  way to ensure we were here for these raids.
Nick Pulovski: Well, thats right, maam. I realize that homicides
  and splashy robberies get most of the headlines, but its about
  time this crime gets the attention it deserves. Its impossible to
  make a real dent. But it is possible to hurt individual assholes
  who fuck it up for everyone. Now, I happen to know of a prick
  thats responsible for the whole fucking operation, and that son of
  bitch is hurting out there, and Im fucking liking it.

Loco: Just for that, Im gonna make it hurt, puta!
[while attacking Sarah, who scratched him in the face]

David Ackerman: You fucking lied to Garcia.
Nick Pulovski: I didnt lie to him. I just didnt tell him the truth.

Jimmy: You know what we get to do today, Brooks? We get to play
  baseball.

Hunter: But Dad...
Jimmy: No buts about it... Im getting enough butts as it is.

Jimmy: Frank, isnt it a little late to be playing this song?
Frank: Its only 8:30.
Jimmy: Its March.

Lorri: Does this mean I dont get a baseball?

Jimmy: Do you know how many guys can throw a ball 98 miles an hour?
Lorri: [shrugs] Not many?
Jimmy: You can count them with one hand.

Tryout Catcher: Pitch... pitch... man, you were bringing some heat up
  there!
Jimmy: Come on...
Tryout Catcher: You got em talkin!
Jimmy: Naww...
Tryout Catcher: You got em talkin... good job, man.

[Attempting to bribe Nick]
Eugene Ackerman: I want to guarantee Davids safety.
Nick Pulovski: Mr. Ackerman, if you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.

Morales: [to David Ackerman] I saw you die.
Nick Pulovski: Well, welcome to Hell!

Lt. Ray Garcia: Its not just a job! Its a fucking adventure!

David Ackerman: [looking at a Lotus painted a garish neon green]
  Wanna know whats a crime? Whoever defaced that work of art by
  painting it that color... ought to have his ass removed.

Nick Pulovski: [to Strom] Theres gotta be a hundred reasons why I
  dont blow you away. Right now I cant think of one.

Church: Hey Tucker, look at this, man: its the rookie! And he
  brought the tank out to scare off the Reds. Why didnt you tell us
  you knew how to drive the tank?
Sheila: New target acquired.
Caboose: Thats not a target. Thats Church.
Sheila: Target locked.
Caboose: What?
Church: What? Oh, son of a bi...
[Sheila fires on Church]
Church #2: Oh NO! *Im* the team-killing fucktard!
Tucker: [to Caboose:] You shot Church, you team-killing fucktard!

Sheila: All targets eliminated. Acquiring new target.
Church: Hey Tucker, look at this, man: its the rookie! And he
  brought the tank out to scare off the Reds.
Tucker: What? No way!
Church: Hey rookie, good job man! Why didnt you tell us you knew how
  to drive the tank?
Sheila: New target acquired.
Caboose: Thats not a target. Thats Church.
Church: Yeah, thats right, its me, Church! Whats going on, man!
Sheila: Target locked.
Caboose: What? No. Target unlock. Unlock! Please help me nice lady.
Sheila: Firing main cannon.
Caboose: Uh oh...
Tucker: Uh oh...
Church: What? Oh, son of a bi...
[Sheila fires on Church]
Tucker: Holy fuck! Church, are you okay? Talk to me, Church! [to
  Caboose:] You shot Church, you team-killing fucktard!

Max: These four things I know are true. Royce Clayton is the worst
  batter Ive ever seen. The rookie of the year was named for a
  reason. Ive got to switch around the way my room is designed And
  Im Max Kellerman, and yet all is well in my world.