Celtic Pride (1996) Movie Script

Listen up!

Kevin, you are playing

the number 5 position.

It means you set the back pick

on the box

on the weak side for tom!

Carrie, you're going to catch the ball at the foul line,

and then you're going to pivot.

You're going to pivot into

the triple-threat position,

bounce pass it to tom

at the top of the key.

Then you go back door, OK?

You are going to go back door

towards the basket

for the lay-up.

Are their any questions?

What?

Can we go on

the trampoline, Mr. O'Hara?

Yeah.

No flips on the trampoline.

You have your friend Billy Williams to thank for that.

He had to sue the school

after hurting his neck,

ruining it for everyone.

What?

Are you all right,

Mr. O'Hara?

You look worried.

Well, Josh,

I am a little worried.

My celtics are playing a very important basketball game tonight.

I really want them to win.

It's like you say,

the most important thing

is that they try their hardest and they have fun.

No.

The most important thing...

Is that they win.

I mean, we're not talking

about, uh, kickball here,

where there's absolutely

nothing at stake.

We're talking about the national basketball association.

They have to win.

You understand?

They're tearing down the Boston garden at the end of this season,

so this is their

last chance at glory.

They will not lose,

because I won't let them lose!

Do you understand?

Don't cry.

Don't... don't cry. I was...

I was just being silly.

Why don't you go

jump on the trampoline, OK?

You'll feel better.

Go on. You don't even

have to stand in line.

Hey! Hey!

Josh doesn't have to stand in line, everybody.

Hi, Mike.

Hey, Carol.

Hey. What's up?

Got a minute?

Yeah.

Look, I'm sorry I've been

acting like such a jerk, OK?

We are right in the middle

of the nba finals,

and you know that I tend

to get a little bit crazy...

I know,

but I've been hearing

that for 15 years.

In the mid-eighties,

when the celtics won the championship,

you were a joy to be with.

Right.

But I can't stand

seeing you in a good

mood when they win

and a bad mood when they lose.

I won't let

the celtics run my life.

Well, how do you think I feel?

Mike!

These are divorce papers.

I still have them from the last time we split up.

You saved them?

Yes.

And the only reason

I haven't signed them

is because I feel bad for you.

I spoke with my

therapist about this,

and I know that

part of this obsession

comes from the fact that you never made it as a basketball player.

Your dream died,

and now you're living

through the celtics.

It is time to move on.

It's time to get a new dream.

My dream is dead.

Mike...

Squashed like a squirrel

on the side of the highway.

Thank you for

the update, honey.

Screw you.

I'm just trying to be nice,

but you are hopeless.

Well, I know I'm hopeless,

because my dream is dead!

Hey, kids!

Listen up!

My dream is dead! OK?

You are sick.

Oh yeah, I know I'm sick.

I am sick and tired

of you and your therapist

taking something pure

and twisting it around!

I love the celtics!

OK?! I said it!

I am not ashamed of it!

I love the celtics!

Bounce.

I am not a hero.

A hero fights

against injustice.

A hero sacrifices

for the good of man.

He unites, uplifts,

and inspires.

I'm not a hero.

It's my house.

Aaahhhh!

Aaahhh!

I don't want

to raise your kids.

I don't even like kids.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's really nice

there, you douche bag.

Oh, my celts are going to give you the

beating of your life tomorrow night.

OK. Bruins.

All right, just one in the net.

One in the net,

that's all I'm asking.

Neely! Come on, man!

No!

No, no, no, no, no!

Everybody just stay calm.

Let them do what they do.

Hey, let the other goalie...

look, that net was wide open!

Come on!

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

Uh... Uh, just taking

a little breakski.

Uh, kind of watching

the game here.

Are you saying my toilet still isn't fixed?

Oh, you got to go? Oh...

Can you hold it for just,

like, 5 more minutes?

Because I know neely's

going to pull it out.

Fix my toilet.

Uh...

Yeah. OK.

Plunger.

Oh!

Grandma? Hey, it's Jimmy.

Listen, are you watching

the bruins game?

Yes, dear.

Well, can you take your phone,

put it by the TV,

and turn it up for me?

No problem.

Thanks.

Hold on a second.

Dad, what happened?

Tommy,

there was a time

in this country...

When sports were revered.

Now people today...

Their values are

all out of whack.

By the way, your mom

and I are getting divorced.

I'll see you, Tommy.

Bye, dad.

See you, dad.

♪ Ah, hennessy Tennessee

tootles his flute ♪

♪ And the music

is something grand ♪

♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪

♪ Ireland and McNamara's band ♪

Hi, darling.

Hi.

Well, tomorrow's going to be the greatest day of my life,

because in less than 24 hours,

we will be celebrating

the first Boston celtics championship of the nineties.

Yeah.

You excited?

Yeah.

You only finished

one order of ribs.

What's going on

with you anyway?

Carol and I split up again.

Really?

Yes. What are

you smiling about?

Well, last time you had

a major break up,

the celtics won

the championship.

Don't think that thought

didn't cross my mind.

Mm-hmm.

Good evening, sir.

Ma'am.

Kevin.

Shouldn't you be...

Planting evidence on somebody just about this time of night?

I already did that.

The celtics are going to blow out Utah tomorrow.

I hope so.

Scott's been taking

about 50 shots a game.

If he gets hot,

we are in trouble.

Oh, if he gets hot,

we're in trouble.

I mean, big guy thinks that

3 weeks of college ball,

and he's an expert.

Uh, wait a minute now.

Let me remind you

that this gentleman

led the city of Boston

in rebounds and assists in his senior year of high school.

While you, on the other hand,

were brutally defeated

in the first round

of the 1973 state

wrestling tournament

by a blind guy from Cambridge.

I wouldn't say brutally.

Besides, I held back.

I didn't want to hurt the poor kid.

He pinned you

in 8.2 seconds.

I mean, where do you store

all this... this memory?

I... I mean,

how... how do you...

I mean, it's more like

12 seconds anyway.

Hey, mark...

Turn on the tube

here, will you?

Help me out.

On Tuesday night...

here we go.

As the celtics defeated

the Utah jazz 106 to 94.

To make matters worse,

Scott was fined $10,000...

10,000 bucks?

10 gs. Jeez,

what's that to him?

The guy's got money he ain't even looked at yet.

Had this to say

about Tuesday's game.

I'm sorry.

OK? I'm sorry.

I guess I've been

having back problems

from carrying this sorry excuse for a team all season long.

Oh, Jesus. Talk about

your textbook a-hole.

Oh, man. Blaming

the team, right?

Lewis Scott

has gone awol.

Suddenly, Dennis rodman

doesn't seem so bad.

Here we go, celtics!

Here we go!

Here we go, celtics!

Here we go!

Here we go, celtics!

Hey, ed!

Ed!

Cindy!

Hey!

All right!

Here we go, celtics!

Here we go!

Here we go.

Hey, tom! Tim!

Here we go!

How are you doing,

Mr. Tanner?

Spent the entire morning

on the bowl.

Oh! That's always

a good sign.

Hey!

Just the way

you like it, Jimmy.

I even toasted the bun.

Well, how'd you do that?

There's no toaster here.

I used my curling iron.

Oh, thanks, Suzy.

It's on the house, Jimmy.

Oh, it's on the house, Jimmy!

Suzy, the hot-dog

girl!

Hey! Beer!

The Utah jazz!

Shall we begin?

Indeed, sir.

Boo!

Go home, jazz!

It's over!

Jazz music sucks

and so do you!

You suck.

Why don't you go back to Utah

and get yourself

a few more wives?!

Hey,

if Lewis Scott ever

let's you take a shot,

you'd probably wet

your frigging pants!

Hey!

Why don't you go join the mormon tabernacle choir,

you Donny and Marie

loving freaks?!

You are in beantown now, baby!

Beantown.

Beantown!

I hate fans.

Hey, Scott!

I hear manute bol

is banging your mom!

Manute bol...

Your mom.

Oh, that's witty, whitey.

You guys suck so bad

that nike should

take your shoes away!

How'd I do?

Good with the shoes.

Yeah, I thought of

that one last night.

Wait a minute.

This is an even game, isn't it?

It's an even game. God.

Even game.

Ohh, that was close.

Whew.

All right.

Here we go.

Good evening, everyone.

I'm Marv Albert,

along with bill walton,

here at the Boston garden,

Boston, Massachusetts,

getting ready for game 6

of the nba world championship,

in what could be

the final game here

on the parquet

at the Boston garden

before it is torn down.

All right, gentlemen. Ha.

This is it.

Let's just play the game

that got us here, all right?

We're going to pass that ball around.

Keep it moving.

We're going to bang the boards.

We're going to grab

some big fat defense.

That's all we need to do.

Oh, one other thing.

Here we go.

Keep feeding me the rock.

Thanks for the pep talk, asshole.

Come on,

let's do this. Let's go!

On 3.

1, 2, 3. Jazz!

Jazz.

Hey, coach kimball!

You better do what

Lewis Scott says,

'cause he owns your ass!

Why don't you shut up?!

Why don't you learn to coach?!

Come on, buddy!

I'm not sitting down!

You come and get me!

He's not worth it!

Let's go!

OK. Here we go.

Good luck, guys.

All right!

Work it down now!

There we go!

Hustle back on "d" now!

Let's go! Let's go!

Defense! Defense!

Charge!

That's it!

Way to go, celts!

Steal! Yeah!

Whoo!

Let's go!

Watch it, ref! Watch it!

Hey! Hey!

Back on "d!"

Sorry, chief.

Hey, ref!

Take the whistle out of your ass and blow it!

That was a foul!

No way.

Good call!

No blood, no foul!

Oh, quit your whining

and take your midol, Scott!

Spread the court!

Number 3!

Oh!

Hey, Lewis, why don't

you try passing the ball?

Man, worry about

your own game, bitch.

Lewis, I think he's right.

Ah-choo!

What a dick!

What do you want, punk?

Utah sucks!

A new celtics dynasty

is about to begin.

They're going to do it.

They're actually going to do it.

Oh, it is going to feel so good to deny Lewis Scott the championship.

That's right. He never won it,

and he never will.

Chris McCarthy!

Where the hell have you been?

How you doing? I got married.

I moved to New York.

I haven't seen you

since the '86 series

when Buckner had that

little mishap at first base.

Ha! Not my fault.

Come on.

What are you doing back here?

I just got...

I came in for the game.

I got this ticket.

300 bucks from a scalper,

but it's right up here.

It's a good seat.

Well,

your hard-core.

I'm hard-core?

Hey, it's good to see you.

Good to see you.

Hey, you guys want

to go to Doyle's?

Yeah, maybe we'll

get together later.

I'll see you

at Doyle's later, Mike?

Yeah.

OK.

That Chris McCarthy...

Are you still dwelling

on that Buckner thing?

Yeah. Chris McCarthy?!

Hey, fellas.

Hey.

The third period

starts in 2 minutes.

Come on, Danny! Come on!

All right! Here we go!

We have it!

In his face, baby!

In his face!

There we go! All right!

You can't stop me.

Come on!

Good thing they're

tearing this place down,

'cause I'm wrecking your house.

No!

Uhh!

I'm on fire.

Time out, ref.

Time out.

What just happened?

They were on fire,

then something changed.

Yeah.

What changed since

the first half?

Hey, guys.

I think you should go, Chris.

What are you talking about?

The celtics were up

by 18 at the half.

Now they're only up by 2.

So what?

You know what

we're talking about.

You're the bad luck guy.

Oh, no.

You're not going

to lay this one on me.

No, no, no, seriously now.

We'll see you tomorrow.

You better get going.

I mean it!

Get out of here!

Now!

Uh-uh. Nope.

Not going.

Give it.

Are you happy now?

Go!

Hit the road, pally!

I paid 300 bucks

for this ticket!

300 bucks!

That's a frigging

car payment! $300!

The nerve

of that guy.

Yeah, you're telling me.

All right, it's over!

He's gone now!

The virus has been destroyed!

Bing.

Gotcha.

Maybe your lucky seat

is my lucky seat

for the second half

because the celtics are shooting at the other basket.

So by sitting in this seat

I'm actually helping the jazz?

Well, it sure looks that way.

Switch.

Come on, set up.

Maybe you two should switch.

The celts are getting

killed out there, Mikey.

Well, if they just

work it down to the post,

we could be back in this thing!

Kiss my ass, Boston!

Switch.

Switch!

Switch! Switch!

Everybody, this is not working!

It was a bad idea!

Back to your seats!

Back to your seats! Now!

Defense!

Get on Scott!

No!

Oh!

They didn't use enough time.

Why didn't they listen to me?

Or can it be?

Hey, Lewis,

I'm going to Disneyland!

Good.

I can't believe

it's going 7 games.

Well, it could be worse.

I mean, it's not like

we're boat people...

Out in the middle of the Bermuda triangle on some leaky raft

dying of thirst with our whole family,

searching for freedom.

I wish I was a boat person!

Their team didn't lose!

They're happy!

They're out on a boat!

They're in the sun.

Maybe I shouldn't.

I'm starting to see double.

Flaherty plumbing.

Hey, Jim.

Hey, it's Patty and Timmy.

You won't believe

who's in here.

Lewis Scott.

What? You're

pulling my chain.

Yeah. Can you

believe him?

He just left us a $100 tip,

and he's dancing.

What an asshole.

Thanks.

What?

That was Timmy and Patty.

They're bar keeping

at the roxy tonight.

Guess who just walked in.

Who?

Lewis Scott.

He says he's dancing, Mike.

He's dancing.

I mean,

he's throwing it in our face.

The nerve of that guy.

You're telling me.

I can't believe I'm wearing

Jack Nicholas' jacket.

Yeah, the golden bear.

I took that when he won

his first masters.

Don't get any cranberry on it.

I won't.

You sure he's here, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Timmy and Patty swear

on their mother's eyes.

There he is.

What a dick.

Come on.

Man, this is stupid.

What are we doing here?

I just want to look him

in the eye, that's all.

Cover me, I'm going in.

Cover you?

Got you covered. Oh, boy.

♪ And the were dancin'

and singin' ♪

♪ And movin' to the groovin' ♪

♪ And just when it hit me ♪

♪ Somebody turned

around and shouted ♪

♪ Play that funky music,

white boy ♪

♪ Play that

funky music right... ♪

♪ Play that funky music,

white boy... ♪

So?

I've looked into

the face of the devil,

and I feel stronger for it.

Good.

I'm proud of you.

I can't believe this guy

is trying to take

my championship away from me.

Money for nothing and chicks for free, right?

Something's

got to be done.

There's nothing to do.

What if we went over there

and, like, you know,

got him messed up.

Like, you know,

completely wrecked

so he was too hungover to play well on Sunday?

We could do that.

And nobody could do it better than us.

He'd be wasted for a week.

So let's do it.

Are you serious?

You really want to do it?

'Cause I... I will do it.

Let's mess him up.

I'm one of

his biggest fans.

These guys love to hear that.

Hey! Lewis Scott!

I'm your biggest fan.

How are you?

Hey, don't I know you

from somewhere?

I s-saw you at

the game tonight.

Oh, you played a hell of a game.

Shot the light's out.

Yeah, I guess I did.

Yo, you're the dude

off the dance floor...

hey, Scott!

You son of a bitch!

The celtics are going to hand you your ass on Sunday!

Your whole team hates you and so do I!

Really? Well,

look at this here.

She loves me.

So does my banker.

So why don't you go

somewhere and vomit

so you can feel

better about yourself.

You're nothing but

a selfish ball hog...

hey, moron!

Hey! The reason...

Why he is a selfish ball hog...

Is because...

He is the greatest

player in the nba.

Get out of here.

I am going to beat your ass

if you don't get out of here,

just the way that...

Utah's going to beat

the celtics. Ha ha.

Hey, where are you from?!

I'm from charlestown.

Get out of here!

What's the matter with you?!

Are you a traitor, huh?!

That son of a...

Hey, my man.

I think I'm going to throw up.

I appreciate that, man.

It takes a lot of courage

to speak the truth in this town.

Ah.

He wouldn't have said anything if he didn't mean it.

That's right.

You're the greatest.

Oh-ho!

Well, you guys are

obviously well-educated fans.

Well, we want

to buy you a drink.

No, no, no, no.

Lewis Scott is going

to buy you two a drink.

All right!

Is Lewis Scott here?

I'll have another beer,

and my new friends here

is going to have...

a scotch soda.

Schnapps.

Schnapps and scotch

and make mine a vodka.

All right.

It's a good party.

Oh, it's great here.

Here you go.

Hey, thanks.

Hey, Lewis, good game tonight.

Hey, what's up,

old-timer?

I wish you was out there.

I'd took you to school.

You must love living

in that fantasy world.

Ooh!

What are

you up to, man?

Just out having some

dinner with my friends.

Oh, really?

Um, this is, uh...

I'm, uh, I'm Larry bird.

How are you?

I mean mark...

Mike. Mike O'Hara.

And, uh...

Uh, j-Jimmy Flaherty.

Yeah, they're an endangered species in this town.

2 white, Irish guys

who hate the celtics.

Ain't that right, guys?

Uh...

No.

We love...

we love the celtics

when you were

playing with them.

You were the...

that was the...

the master.

When you were...

but, uh...

You were...

I guess...

I guess lately the celtics...

the leprechauns have

left the building.

Fans like you make me sick.

You love us when we're winning,

and you hate us

when we're losing.

It's pathetic.

You guys should learn a little something about loyalty.

Fans like these,

you can have them.

Who needs his lanky ass anyway?

He was overrated as a player,

I guess.

Yeah, he...

he w-wasn't really

that great.

Yeah, he sucked.

He s-sucked.

Where are our drinks?!

Right away. Oh...

We were at the game when Seaton hall beat Boston college.

Get outta here.

Yep. We were there.

Remember, you pulled a triple-double,

42 points,

20 rebounds, 11 assists?

What a game!

It was a bad day for me.

You kicked our ass!

That's Lewis Scott

the ass-kicker.

Hey, I still got the ticket stubs from that game in my wallet.

Here you go.

Here's to you.

Oh, boy!

Oh! There you go!

Wa-haa!

Keep 'em coming!

There you go.

♪ You down with o-p-p? ♪

I'm outta here!

Let's play drink the drink.

First drink I'm gonna make

is called "Lewis Scott."

Lewis Scott.

This is called

"Jimmy's dick."

All right? Short...

Fat...

But it fills again.

Ha!

This one's called...

"The Boston Celtic"...

it's weak 'cause it's white.

Man, sarcastically:

Oh, that's funny.

The ladies always...

The added touch...

That's it.

Drink it all up.

Aaah!

Whoo!

Whoa!

Night's not over.

I know this little after-hours bar we can take you to.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

I couldn't. I couldn't.

I gotta go to practice

in the morning.

Well, I'd love to stay

and throw up,

but I gotta beat

these sons of bitches.

You hear that, Boston!

I'm gonna kick your ass!

Lightweight.

He can't hold his liquor.

Let's get him a cab.

Yeah.

I'm not a hero.

I'm a plumber.

If your septic tank

is backin' up,

your hot water heater

takes a leak...

Plumber.

Your airco don't work,

well, call me,

because I am not a hero.

I am a plumber.

Plumber.

Aaah!

Aah! Oh!

Aah!

Aah! Get... get...

oh, God!

Jimmy!

Lewis Scott's in the bed!

How did he get there?

I don't know! I must have been

so wasted I blacked out!

What happened last night?!

He must have done this

when he passed out.

You kidnapped him.

I did not kidnap anybody!

Well, the shooting guard

for the Utah jazz

is duct taped in my bed,

and I don't think

he did it himself.

I thought you just wanted

to look him in the eye?!

Oh, I'm never gonna

drink hard liquor again...

only beer, wine,

and creme de menthe.

Look, we gotta

get him outta here.

I agree.

OK.

But first we have

to do something.

Oh, look at that.

We've gotta put a hat on

or something.

No! We gotta go!

Put on a Celtic's hat

on the guy.

All right. All right.

You call his room again?

I called 5 minutes ago,

coach. He's not there.

Well, I'll tell you what.

Wait 5 minutes, OK?

And then call again!

Oh, man...

we should get going.

Oh, when the boys see this.

Seventh game of the finals

and he ditches practice.

Grant hill wouldn't

have done this.

Grant hill would have

gone to church,

and he'd come

to practice early.

I'm stuck with Lewis Scott.

Oh, watch... watch his neck.

Oh.

We don't need Scott.

You need to bench him

to teach him a lesson.

Hey, that's what I'll do.

I'll bench him...

bench my high-scorer.

The fans won't mind. No.

They won't want me too dead.

OK, we just gotta

get him outside.

Then he can go wherever the hell he wants to go.

Jesus.

Oh, no! He's comin' to!

Just relax and enjoy the ride.

♪ Frere Jacques,

frere Jacques ♪

♪ dormez-vous? ♪

♪ Dormez-vous? ♪

- Let go of me!

♪ Sonnez les matinee ♪

♪ Ding, dang, dong ♪

Hey, you're the 2 guys

from the club!

Oh, no!

Don't worry.

He doesn't even know our names.

Yeah, it's Jimmy Flaherty

and Mike O'Hara.

Aah!

Jimmy! Where are you going?!

OK, don't make me

hurt you, now.

Ow!

You better untie me right now!

All right, that's it!

You want some of this, huh?!

Aah! Oh!

Jimmy!

Oh! Aah!

Hold it right there, ball hog!

Gun! Gun! Gun! Gun!

Smile for the barrel.

All right.

Get upstairs now!

Watch yourself.

Get upstairs!

Yo, coach,

I'll play.

Just give me a chance.

I can handle that rock.

I'll call you

if I need you, lurch.

Don't dog me, coach.

I've got the bad crap.

Well, I'll tell you what.

You take the bad crap

and this basketball

and do the drills!

Now!

Bad crap.

I'll call again.

Good idea.

I didn't know

you even had a gun.

Oh, yeah.

It's a Russian toz 35

free pistol.

Ragnar skanäker won the gold

in the '72 Olympics with it.

I traded a pair of gordie howe skates for it.

What is this, man?

I thought you two

were Utah fans.

Yeah, right.

Then what is it? Racism?

Is this backlash

from the oj Simpson verdict?

What?! This has

nothing to do with racism.

If the sox were in a pennant race with the orioles,

we'd tie up Cal ripken Jr.

He's as white as they come.

Well, why don't you go

get his white ass?

Look, we just need a little time

to figure this out.

Why don't you go get us

some coffee, some food, OK?

Let me figure

this thing through.

Yeah, OK.

I'll get us some bananas,

some pancake mix,

make some banana pancakes.

OK.

Some egg, sausages, bacon,

make a Spanish omelette.

Whatever.

Oh, let's see.

We can go Italian.

We could go Chinese, Greek...

I got a great Dutch place...

Jimmy, we're not having

a party!

Just get some coffee,

some food!

Well, we want

to make it nice for him.

I'll get it myself, OK?

Who are you, man?

Some bitter

ex-high-school player

who never really made it?

You sit around watchin' sports

criticizing professional

athletes

'cause you wish

it was you out there?

You are so far off...

It's sad.

Watch his ass!

You let him talk to you like that in front of people?

What do you mean?

What do I mean?!

He's so condescending.

Watch his ass!

Whoa!

Hold it right there!

You're under arrest!

Hey, kev.

Hey, Mike. What's up?

Ha ha.

Scared you, didn't I?

Hey, what's new, man?

New?

Yeah.

Officer! I'm the guy

who had his car stolen!

Yeah, I understand.

Do me a favor... stand over

by where your car used to be,

and I'll be right with you.

Are you serious?

Big game tomorrow, huh?

Yeah.

Celtics have got to win.

They've gotta win.

You know what?

I wanted to ask you something.

I'm sure you guys have

a lot to chat about,

what about

my fucking car, man?!

That Porsche was 2 months old!

We do the best we can, sir.

I truly am sorry.

I realize without that nice car

you have absolutely no chance of getting laid.

That's a real tragedy.

Now, step back!

I'll be with you in a moment.

He talks to you like you're

his little bitch or something.

Bitch? Yeah.

I wouldn't be surprised

if he comes back

with a pair of pumps,

some hot pants, and a little

satin tube top for you.

You know, I was thinking.

Yeah?

Lewis Scott is killin' us.

I hate that guy.

You know

what somebody should do?

Somebody should grab

Lewis Scott,

tie him up...

yeah.

And hold him until after we finish that game tomorrow.

You know what? I'm in.

And I'm crazy enough to do it.

I'd do it. I would.

You know,

my teammates are gonna come lookin' for me.

Why?

It's so unusual

you're not at practice?

You're in big trouble

for messin' with Lewis Scott.

You know that, right?

Look, j-j-just shut up, OK?

Jimmy's in control now.

See, I can talk

in the third person, too.

Jimmy Flaherty wants Lewis Scott to just shut his trap.

'Cause Jimmy Flaherty is

just so tired of Lewis Scott's

in-your-head,

mental telepathy bullshit.

Yeah, well,

Jimmy wouldn't talk to Lewis Scott like that

if he didn't have a gun,

'cause Lewis Scott would pulverize his big, fat,

frumpy ass.

But Jimmy Flaherty

does have a gun, doesn't he?

Oh! Wait... hey! Come on.

You don't wanna play

with Flaherty now.

He's crazy.

Yeah?

Well, I'm about to snatch your asshole out

and use it as a peephole.

Sit down! Please!

Please, Lewis, aw,

don't make me shoot you, man!

You're not gonna

shoot me, Jimmy.

You don't have the berries.

I do have the berries!

If you don't sit down

I'm gonna...

shit!

Man, are you crazy?!

That could've been my head!

I wish it was!

That was

my 1986 bill Buckner ball.

Say somebody

grabbed him yesterday

and they let go of him today.

No, kidnapping is kidnapping.

It doesn't matter if it's one day or 3 days or whatever.

I mean, you kidnap a guy,

you kidnap a guy,

you know what I mean?

I mean, just do it.

So you... you would

hold on to him

until after the celtics

win the championship.

Me as a policeman

sworn to uphold the law?

I could never say that.

But as a celtics fan

I must reply yes.

No, we're just jokin'

around anyway.

I mean, we're not talkin'

about a crime here

or anything, are we?

No. Of course not.

What?

OK. Give my love

to Deb.

All right.

See you later. Yeah.

Hey, I got no reason to be concerned,

do I, Mike?

Huh?

Kevin, you're losin' it, man.

Take care of yourself.

Stay out of trouble, all right?

Right.

OK, Mr. Germany,

where were we?

What do you collect

all this junk for, anyway?

I like it.

It's a hobby.

It's pathetic.

All these pictures of other people's achievements,

and what have you done?

What's your claim to fame?

You think Larry bird has

a picture of you on his wall

with your hand down a toilet

wrangling a turd.

He doesn't even know

you exist...

And you met him.

You might as well take that gun

and just put it in your mouth

and blow your brains out.

Go ahead. I know

you thought about it.

Holidays, your birthday,

how about new year's when you're sittin' there all alone

with your hand down your pants

playin' with your knob and everyone else out there havin' fun.

Go ahead, Jimmy. Do it.

Make the pain go away.

Stifle it, Scott!

That's exactly why your so-called friend Mike treats you that way.

'Cause you have

no identity of your own.

Listen, he treats me just fine.

Hmm! Took me 2 seconds

to figure out

who the man

in the relationship was.

He wouldn't even let you make the banana pancakes.

I was gonna make 'em, too!

I was in the mood!

Does he make you

hold his peenie

when he takes a piss,

too, Jimmy?

Yeah.

I wouldn't be surprised

if he comes back

with a pair of pumps,

some hot pants,

and a little satin tube top...

come on! Make us some breakfast!

Coming!

Hey, listen,

I ran into Kevin while I was out there.

Hinted around

about our situation.

He says it doesn't matter

if we let him go now or later,

it's the same thing.

So that got me thinking...

oh!

What'd you do that for?!

I am sick and tired

of your bullshit!

What the hell

has gotten into you?!

Huh?!

Oh, no.

You really shouldn't leave

Jimmy all alone, Mike.

You just...

Jimmy, Jimmy,

don't listen to him!

Yes, master,

I will do whatever you tell me.

Why don't you pick on somebody

with your own I.Q.?

How about someone like you?

I'd like to get him in a room.

I'd like to tie him down...

And I would like to beat the livin' snot out of him,

because there are

some people in this world

that... that's all

they really understand.

You rationalize with them.

You try to listen to their side of the story,

but ultimately, guys,

it only comes down to one thing.

Unh! A good beating.

Maybe something happened

to him, coach.

Maybe he got hurt.

Yeah, like this is the first time he's pulled this.

Listen to me.

Oh, Mikey,

I can't believe I hit you.

He gave me the mogo eye.

It's OK. Listen,

I was talkin' to Kevin, OK?

We are definitely

in deep trouble.

We're probably

goin' to jail, so...

what'll we do?

There's no choice.

Look. All right, look.

I was thinkin'

if we let him go now,

our lives are gonna

go down in flames

and we're gonna have

nothing to show for it, right?

But if we hold on to him,

keep him till after the game,

and the celtics win,

well, our lives are gonna

go down in flames,

but at least we will have contributed to the celtics' victory.

I like this very much.

All our lives we've taken,

we've taken,

we've taken from the celtics.

Now I think it's time

to give something back.

Look, on a team,

everybody's got a job to do, right?

Yeah.

So this is our job!

Our job is

to cover Lewis Scott,

and if we can hold onto him,

maybe, just maybe,

we can win that championship!

Yeah, but it wouldn't be

a fair win, now, would it?

There'll always be an asterisk next to it in the record book.

Yeah, but it would have

our names next to it.

What kind of loser would want to be an asterisk?

I would very much

like to be one.

Let's lead our celtics

to victory!

Lurch, just in case,

we're gonna run the plays.

All right,

so do the best you can.

It's all I'm gonna ask.

All right.

Coach, I'll not let

my homies down.

Well, your homies are gonna

love that. That's great.

Come on!

Give me the rock.

Aah!

I just...

I hate my life.

Mom, come on.

Give him another chance.

I have given him

so many chances.

I love him,

but he's just not good for us.

Then am I only gonna get to see him on Sundays

like all my other

divorced friends?

Tommy...

Football season's comin' up.

I don't think your dad's

gonna see you on Sunday.

Maybe February.

2-55! Hut! Hut! Hut! Go!

Blitz 'em!

Blitz 'em! Blitz 'em!

Go! Oh! Go!

Wait! Yes!

Oh, Jesus, Jimmy!

He clipped him!

That was a clip all the way!

He's goin' all the way!

Down! Yeah!

You guys are really good

at this.

You ever think about going pro?

Here it goes!

Oh, swing it down, now!

Bring it hard!

That's it!

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Oh, bring it down!

That's right!

Hey, there's big Jim fulton.

How's his shoulder?

Well, you know he had

that rotator cuff surgery.

Yeah, I know,

but did it affect

his power chop?

Mmm, it'll affect that,

but it shouldn't be detrimental against his log rolling.

Oh, well, thank God.

Wouldn't want nothin' to happen to the log rolling.

Man, these guys are

so classy, you know?

I mean, there's

no prize money here.

They're just in it

for the love of the game.

Exactly. I mean, like,

you don't see big Jim fulton out there Hawking chain saws.

Hi, I'm big Jim fulton.

When I'm out there cuttin' 'em,

I reach for the best...

That's big Jim fulton.

Well, uh, I can see,

you know, why he'd do that.

Because, you know,

McCullough makes a heck of a product,

that just proves

no ones above it, OK?

What about you,

doo-doo digger?

If someone offered you

a million dollars

to do a tidy bowl commercial,

would you do it?

Well, I mean, you know,

in a case like that,

that's a product that I use

and I believe in,

I... I suppose I would.

Tell me something,

why do you do all these commercials anyway?

Oh, come on,

you don't need the money!

You know what I think it is?

I think that you think

that if we see your face

on TV a million times a day,

then were gonna love you.

I don't need your love.

Oh, yeah, you do.

No, I don't,

and I don't want to talk about this anymore.

I don't do no more commercials than anybody else.

I tell you what.

Let's see, OK?

Wanna play a little game here.

I'll flip through every station

on this TV.

And if I don't see

one of your commercials,

I'll let you go.

I'll bet!

Hey, wait,

that's kind of a risk there, Mike.

There's no risk.

He's on TV every 10 seconds.

Yeah, well, come on.

Let's go.

Let's start.

All right. Let's play.

Let's start with 2 here.

I've been kid...

hello?

Is Scott Mitchell there?

You wanna pick up

the pace, handsome?

Aah!

In a limo this small...

♪ Ahh ♪

OK.

Oh, I'm gonna win this thing.

I don't know.

I got 125 channels on the dish.

Keep changing channels,

man, you're almost out.

Oh, this is it.

Let me go.

Untie me, baby.

No, no, no!

I got ESPN 2 coming up.

I still got my thumbs.

The gentle...

This awful rash...

let's play!

6-pack of Oscar Mayer...

oh ha!

Whoo! Oh, yeah!

Sellin' those wieners, huh?

Ooh!

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

Here comes my favorite part.

I'd play one-on-one with this hot dog any day.

I'll play one-on-one

whit this hot dog any day.

Yum yum yum.

Will you just shut it off?

Turn the channel or something?

Help!

Get him in the kitchen.

Get him out of here!

They got...

It's Carol and Tommy.

Get him in there!

OK.

Carol. Tommy. Hey,

what a surprise.

Look, it's not really a good time right now, OK?

We just stopped by

to bring you some stuff

I thought you'd need

and to say good-bye.

What is this?

It's the rest of your stuff.

You think I'm going to spend the rest of my life

living here with Jimmy?

I can't live with someone who refuses to grow in any way.

I can grow.

Are you kidding me?

I'm... I'm practically

sprouting right now.

Carol, look, I was

thinking about it, OK?

I was thinking a lot about it,

and you were right.

You were right.

I think that I've

become a little bit...

Obsessed?

Obsessed with sports.

You were right.

You're just repeating

what I said to placate me,

and it's not going to work.

No, I really think that.

And you know what?

I'm going to change.

I'm going to become a new man.

Hey, hey, you know

what I was thinking?

We'll go back

to that therapist, huh?

We can talk it out.

We'll talk.

We can hold each other.

Hey, we can even cry.

We'll cry, and I promise,

I won't even try to

smack him this time, OK?

Fine. I'll call

Dr. Kauffman

and make an appointment for Monday.

Then we'll see.

All right, then.

It's a date.

Doc kauffman's on Monday.

You miserable, low-life,

son of a bitch!

What, you think

I got a girl in there?

It didn't take you long,

did it?

It's Jimmy. Jimmy?

Yeah?

He's in there.

He's whipping up a bundt cake.

Good one, dad.

Bundt cake.

Yes, it's...

hey, don't go in there!

Do not go in there!

Carol. Tommy.

See? It's Jimmy.

Uh-huh. And, uh...

Why is this man tied up?

For fun.

Just guy stuff.

Having fun with

the guys, that's all.

Hey, you're Lewis Scott!

Who is Lewis Scott?

Who is Lewis...

are you kidding me?

You know,

that is exactly what is wrong with our relationship.

I go and kidnap

the greatest player in the nba,

and you don't even know

who he is.

Mr. Scott, I think

you're the greatest.

He says... Thanks

for the compliment.

See ya later,

because he's sorry he's gotta be going right now.

Good afternoon.

You are sick.

You know that, don't you?

Hey, hey, hey,

you don't even know what's going on.

We have a plan.

Oh, I have a plan.

I am calling the cops,

then I'm divorcing you.

Let's go, Tommy.

You're still my hero.

Hey, thanks, Tommy.

Not you, dad.

I meant Lewis.

I haven't seen Carol

that mad since '87

when the celtics lost and I drop-kicked her chia pet.

I remember that.

Aw, let her go.

Who needs the loving support

of a wife like that?

You know, a strong jawed,

athletic,

career-minded gym teacher

like you,

I'm sure every woman in Boston

probably knocking the door down just to get in bed

with your pasty-white,

pimple-infested bloated ass.

Shut up before

I bring your head over here

and use it as a cue ball.

Excuse me. Uh, gym teacher?

May I use the bathroom?

Oh, yeah, right.

We're not falling

for that trick.

Trick? What, do you think

I wore a pamper here?

All right.

Maybe you should go in there with him just to be safe.

That's not going to happen.

All right, fine,

but there's bars on the windows.

And if you try anything,

we're just gonna start

blowing holes through this door

until you're dead.

You got it?

Yeah, that's me...

John dillinger.

Relax. I'm just gonna pee.

Jimmy, you want to help me

uncoil it?

He better just be peeing.

I think we should get out of here pretty soon.

I mean, Carol was pissed.

She might really

be calling the cops.

She very well might,

knowing her the way I do.

What was that?

I don't know.

I want my rent money, Jimmy.

You're taking advantage of me.

It's Nick the landlord.

What's he doing?

Nothing. He's coming in.

He's got a key.

He's the landlord.

Hey!

$300. Cough it up.

All right, just pay the man,

get him out of here.

I don't have it.

Cough it up.

Nick, I'll tell you what.

I just installed

a whirlpool spa.

I'll be installing it next week,

and Friday I'll be able...

just write the man a check.

It'll bounce.

Write it anyway.

Jimmy.

Mikey, it's a $20 penalty

for writing bounced checks.

OK. I am gonna pay

Nick the landlord.

You don't deserve

a friend like this.

You got that straight.

Hey, guys, thanks

for the hostage-tality,

but I really got to go.

Hey.

I don't believe

what I just saw.

Hey!

Nick, lock it up.

Was that Lewis Scott?

There!

This guy's physically fit.

We're never gonna

catch him this way.

You try to keep up

with him, OK?

And don't be afraid

to take a warning shot.

I'm a terrible aim.

I might hit him.

Taxi!

Yo, my man, let's go.

Just drive! Drive!

Hey, you're Lewis Scott.

Yeah, it's me in the flesh.

Come on, come on, step on it.

Get out of my cab.

What are you talking about?

This is an emergency.

After what you did

to my celtics,

get out of my cab now.

Is this the twilight zone?

What's going on here?

Hi, grandma.

How you doing?

Hi, peanut.

What's wrong?

Bill Russell's awful sad.

The celtics lost.

Don't worry about it,

Billy boy.

Mikey and I are going

to take care of it.

See ya later.

Hey!

This way, dumb ass!

Uhh!

Hey, Lewis!

Come on!

Jimmy, winded:

Oh, Mikey.

Hey!

Now get in the van!

I mean it!

What are you gonna do?

Hit me in front of a cop?

Huh?

Hey, officer!

This is bizarre.

What are you doing?

Wait!

Where you going?!

Hey!

Nothing personal, man.

I wish the Utah fans

were this passionate.

Hey, kramden,

where are we going?

Nowhere.

We're just gonna drive around

till after the game.

Oh, I see you put a lot of thought into this.

Hey, you have any music

up in this tin can?

Oh.

Oh, yeah, sure.

♪ Mr. Bongo man ♪

♪ He got scrawny arms,

dirty hands ♪

♪ Pounding on the bongo skins ♪

Hey, just turn this off!

Give me the gun.

I'll shoot myself in the head.

♪ To dream... ♪

Aah!

Hey, listen, I got a little

business proposition for you.

Yeah, what if

I were to tell you

that I knew that the celtics

were a lock in game 7?

Think we could make some money?

Yeah.

No, very inside information.

Your gas light's on.

Yeah. Well, look

for a filling station.

Start looking.

Oh!

Did you see that blonde in the new guess ad?

Oh, God.

I saw that the other night.

I was gonna give you a call.

Talking about Michelle?

What, you know her?

Every nook and cranny.

Get out of here!

In the biblical sense?

Let's just say we never made it to church.

Oh, don't say that!

You're killing me!

Hey, your fantasies

are my reality.

Cough it up, man.

We want the details.

Well, I'd better give you

some toilet paper

and a little bit of wd-40

'cause I got stories, y'all.

You know the budweiser ad girl?

No!

Been there, done that.

Ooh.

Hey, I bet you guys

couldn't get past first base

with the budweiser frog.

Well, that would depend on how drunk I got it.

I've been with 2 women

in my whole life.

That's 2 more than Jimmy.

That's true.

That's true!

Wow.

Yeah, gas.

Let's stop for gas.

All right.

You pump, I'll pay.

And you, you wait in there.

Oh, you guys!

All right, white ass!

Unchain me.

Get back in the van!

Unchain me right now

or I'll blow this place

to kingdom come.

Come on!

Get in the van, man!

I leave you alone for 2 minutes

and look what happens.

Aah! Ohh!

Let him go, Jimmy.

You'd better

let me go right now,

otherwise we're gonna have

a weenie roast here.

Do it!

No can do, man.

I'm willing to sacrifice

for our boys in green.

You're willing to sacrifice my nuts?

What is the matter with you?!

Did he get in your head again?

No, it's completely blank.

Then you must be

willing to die.

Jimmy!

No one's gonna die

'cause that old Celtic's lighter hasn't worked

since dukakis was governor.

Oh, yeah?

Uhh!

Let him go, Jimmy.

Give me that thing!

Get in the van!

Help him with his bowl.

Be careful.

It's a top of the line

quiet flush.

Thanks for telling me

about the lighter.

I'm soaking wet.

The van smells like gasoline.

Give me a light.

Well, look at that.

It works.

Whoa.

Hey, guys...

Please don't take this from me.

Just let me go.

I won't turn you in, I swear.

Look, you don't want

to go to jail.

Come on, Mike,

you got a wife and a kid.

Jesus, Jimmy, you got...

you got Mike,

and he's got a wife and a kid.

Please, guys,

don't take this from me.

You don't deserve it.

What, and you do?

You're damn right I do!

At least I'd appreciate it.

I would cherish every minute of every game!

I wouldn't be late

for practice.

I wouldn't be ragging

on my teammates.

I would work harder

than anybody!

You don't think I work hard?

No.

Man, I sacrificed

to get where I am.

I gave up everything

for the game.

Oh, big deal!

I would've given it up, too.

Would you have, Mike?

What do I have to give up?

Yeah, I'm the one born

with the talent.

Not you.

I'm sorry, but don't

take it out on me.

You don't think

I've got the talent?

You're a gym teacher.

What do you think?

Pull over.

Come on, Mr. P.E.!

Show me what you got, huh?

Good evening,

ladies and gentlemen.

I'm Bob cousy,

here at labresky park

with the skyline

of Boston, Massachusetts

in behind me,

here at this 4:00 a.m.

demand grudge match,

a David and goliath contest

between Lewis Scott,

nba all-star,

and Mike O'Hara, a gym teacher

from charlestown, Massachusetts

with a spastic colon

and a few surprises

up his sleeve, ma.

Is Mike O'Hara's dream dead?

Well, we'll certainly see

after the word

from this sponsor.

Hi, I'm Lewis Scott.

As well as being a professional basketball player,

I'm also a denture wearer.

Shut up!

Let's play!

All right.

God!

You reach and I teach.

Shut up and play.

If you was a midget,

I'd still take

your little ass to the hole.

If you was crippled,

I'd have you rubbing that nub.

Damn it!

If you was an old woman

with no teeth,

I'd still have you coming.

Yeah, I get it.

If you was my bitch,

I'd do that to you.

Shut up!

Come on, Mike!

You gotta hit

the weight room, kid.

Uhh!

Get up, you fresh fetus.

Oh, the kid is nice.

The kid is nice.

Take a breather, Mike.

I'm gonna shoot 3s.

You should be in the league.

You'd make a great ball boy.

Now get a hold, boy,

'cause it's over!

It's not over till I say it's over!

Ow! Ohh!

Oh, jeez.

Oh, man, are you OK?

No, I'm not OK!

Ice!

Get him some ice!

Uhh!

All right, give me the key.

Key to what?

The keys!

Give him the keys!

Yeah, yeah, key.

Thank you.

Scott?

What, stink hands?

Are you gonna turn us in to the police?

No.

I got something much worse planned for you 2.

You're gonna root for me.

I am not rooting for you!

Mike.

I'll see you ladies

at the game.

You'd better pray I win.

Otherwise,

you're going to jail.

Hey...

Wear something purple.

Lunch is almost ready.

I have nothing to say to you.

Ow! Uhh.

What did you do to your foot?

I screwed up.

Oh, Mike.

So, dad...

Hmm?

What do you think

prison will be like?

Tommy.

The paper said

Utah's favored by 2.

He probably won't

even have to go.

Look, can we not talk

about sports, OK?

I just want to spend a little bit of time with you guys

before I...

You know.

Uh...

It's good.

How's work?

Mm. Fine.

Good. How's your friend?

Uh...

J-Jill?

Jill moved to Rhode Island 2 years ago.

Really?

No, I didn't mean Jill,

I meant dawn.

Di... Ane.

You don't have to do this.

No, I want to.

I'm interested.

How is...

how's old Diane, huh?

Diane's little boy is turning 8 on Sunday,

but, uh...

well, I'm sure you wouldn't want to go.

There's nothing

I would rather do

on God's green earth

than go to that little bastard's birthday party.

But I'll be in lock up.

Grandma, I've done something terribly wrong,

and I might have to go to jail

and become some bad man's boyfriend.

That's nice, peanut.

Now, could you get me a grapefruit out of the fridge?

Here we go, celtics!

Here we go!

Here we go, celtics!

Here we go!

Excuse me.

Here we go, yay!

Come on, celtics!

Here we go, yes!

Ha ha!

Here we go, celtics!

Hey, hey!

You made it. Ha ha!

Hey, Mikey!

Hey, Jimmy!

Game 7, baby!

We're going all the way, baby!

We have to root for Utah.

This is a nightmare!

I think I'm gonna throw up.

I think I need a hug with my hot dog today, Suzy.

Ohh!

Jimmy, how could you?

Baby, please.

Let me explain.

Hey, what's the deal with the jerseys?

Yeah?!

Isn't it obvious?

No.

The celtics have lost

the last 2 games, right?

Yeah.

And who have

we been rooting for?

The celtics!

So can't you see?

We are the bad luck guys.

It wasn't Chris McCarthy.

It was us!

So now,

when we root for the jazz,

we're gonna jinx them.

And then the celtics

are gonna win!

Huh? All right!

Here we go, huh?

Here we go!

Here we go...

Here we go.

Thanks, Suzy.

You pulled that one

out of your butt.

I didn't want to say anything,

but I knew it was

you 2 all along.

Good idea.

Well, bill,

it all comes down to this,

the seventh and final game of the nba finals.

Now in case you've been out of the country,

the talk here at the garden is

that nobody has seen or heard from Lewis Scott.

Where the hell is he?

Listen up.

He's not coming, all right?

So, were gonna

do this without him.

Utah jazz is not Lewis Scott,

all right?

There is nothing that you guys can't do, OK?

I believe in you.

Believe in yourselves.

Lurch, I want you to stand around the basket,

just sit there and rebound.

That's it.

All right?

But I've got the good stuff.

No, no, no. Don't start

with the good stuff.

I don't want to hear

about the stuff.

I don't want to hear

the Croatian stuff.

Just do what I say,

stay under the basket,

and rebound!

Can you do that much?

If you touch the ball,

I swear to God, if you take the ball

and you shoot,

I'll have you deported!

Where the hell

do you think he is?

Maybe he had trouble

with the van.

The engine's been

flooding lately.

What's happening, gentlemen?

Good to see you...

Again.

Hey, Kevin.

What's with the jerseys?

Don't you think that's a little overkill...

Under the circumstances?

There are no circumstances.

He escaped.

No friggin' way.

You didn't bet

on the celtics, did you?

Aw, worse.

Look at this.

What, you bought

a t-shirt?

No, I had 20,000

of these made up.

If they lose,

they're worthless.

It's a nice design.

Oh, you idiots.

OK. You better hope

and pray

that the celtics win,

or you're gonna write

a big check.

Hey, this isn't bad.

This could be

worth something later,

in a few years, because

it represents an event

that might not happen.

At center...

In his second big year

from Croatia...

Come on, let's go!

Let's go!

At 7 feet tall,

number 71,

ilyalurtz bronfermakher.

They love me, man.

They really love me!

No, they're cheering

because Lewis isn't playing

and they're gonna win.

But why do you have

to ruin this for me?

Your fabulous

Boston celtics!

At guard, in his fourth year,

from Kentucky, at 6'3",

number 11...

Hey, Lewis! Heh.

All right, lookin' good!

Lookin' very fresh!

Very rested. Go jazz!

Hey, coach.

Lewis is here.

Lewis, hi. Hi.

This is the seventh game.

I can exp...

do you have idea

what you put us through?!

Coach, you're not

gonna believe...

.

What the hell is the matter with you, Lewis?

Why do you do this to me?

You're selfish, Lewis,

and that kind of behavior

is unexcusable!

I'm gonna sit your ass

down on the bench!

I'm benchin' you, Lewis!

You can't bench me.

That's right, you're benched!

I don't want to hear another word out of you!

Sit down!

All right, bring it in.

Come on, huddle up!

This is it, boys.

2, 3, jazz!

Kimball! Jeez!

All right, let's go!

What are you doin'?!

Put him in!

Messin' with me, huh?

Huh? I'll show you!

Kimball, you're blowin' it!

You don't like it, do you?!

Doesn't feel good,

does it, Lewis?!

It's a little payback for you!

Kimball, don't be an idiot!

Put the best shooter in the...

shut up!

You shut up!

Just shut up!

You shut up!

Shut up, the both of you!

I'm sick of it!

Just shut up!

Here we go, celtics,

here we go.

Shut up!

All right,

you've suffered long enough.

Now get in there, and let's win this one!

Come on, Lewis!

Let's go! Let's go!

All right, Lewis!

Scott-power!

Oh, man,

sometimes you just gotta be tough with these guys.

Lurch!

Come here. Heh heh.

Put the good stuff down

on the bench, son.

I feel you, coach.

Yeah, feel the bench,

all right?

Yellow, purple,

green and white,

the jazz are

gonna win tonight.

Shut it.

Yay, Lewis!

Whoa, Lewis Scott can't seem to find his rhythm.

I guess that's the price you pay for skipping practice.

Marv, it's coming back to haunt him right where it hurts.

Yay, Lewis.

Go get 'em.

Jazz, jazz, jazz.

You guys are truly devoted.

There must be green blood

pumping through those veins.

Mm-hmm.

Marv, the celtics are really playing a physical brand of ball tonight.

They're just beating up

on the Utah jazz.

Give him some help!

Give him some help! Switch!

Prison won't be so bad.

I can become

a born-again Christian.

And that'll be good

because nobody wants a born-again Christian as their bitch.

Yes!

Yeah!

Jesus loves you.

Move your ass.

You're blockin' my view!

I'm trying

to spread the gospel.

Yeah? Then spread this.

Thou shalt not ruin the frickin' game for me, OK?!

You stupid son of a bitch!

Nice ball!

15 minutes,

halftime period.

Ladies and gentlemen,

please pull out

your ticket stubs.

If you're sitting

in loge 18, row 3, seat 6,

you've been chosen

for the Toyota...

that's me.

Hey, it's Jimmy!

It's Jimmy! Hey!

No, I can't do it.

I can't do it.

Not now, not like this!

Come on!

We might need the bail money.

Come on.

I'm Bob cousy.

Come on,

you gotta do it!

You've got to do it, Jimmy!

Jimmy, listen, listen,

how long have we been

comin' to this place?

Since we were 9.

That's right, and it all

comes down to this!

Lives right down the street.

He's a plumber

from charlestown.

You actually get to play...

In the garden...

At the finals!

In a couple of weeks,

this place is gonna be nothin' but rubble!

Jimmy, this is your destiny.

Thank you.

Please give a big hand

to Jimmy Flaherty.

Mr. Cousy,

don't steal the ball.

Take your best shot now, pal.

I don't want you

to take it from me.

Do it for beantown, baby!

Do it!

Destiny!

You did it!

You did it! You did it!

Get the money!

Whoo! Hey!

Hey, Mikey,

100,000 bucks can buy us

a pretty good lawyer!

No way. It's over.

We're dead.

Don't talk like that.

Scott's never gonna wake up.

We might as well turn ourselves in now.

Maybe they'll go easy on us.

Look, would you be quiet?

I'm gettin' tired

of your negativity.

Well, I think I have a right to be negative.

We're goin' to jail!

No, we're not

goin' to jail.

'Cause I'm goin' to jail alone.

I'm gonna say I'm the one who did it.

I kidnapped Scott,

and that's it.

What are you sayin'?

I'm sayin' you have

a wife and a kid.

If somebody gets caught,

well, it's gonna be me.

I'll take the fall.

No way. If we get caught,

we're goin' down together.

Somebody's gotta spot you when you're liftin' weights in the yard.

Heading into the second half,

the celtics leading a listless Utah jazz team

52 to 38.

Bill, Lewis Scott,

only 6 points

in the first half.

Marv, if Scott

doesn't wake up

and start getting some really big numbers on the board

in the second half,

there's no way that Utah can come back and win this game.

Oh, God!

Kirby, 2 points.

Benton, 2 points!

Muller, 2 points.

All right.

Come on, Lewis,

you pansy! Let's go!

Looks like it's all celtics here tonight, bill.

Whoa.

God!

Aw!

Benton, 2 points!

Scott!

I said listen to me!

I will not be ignored!

Everybody and their brother knows you're gonna shoot the goddamn ball!

Surprise them!

Pass it!

You are not taking me

down with you!

All right, come on!

Pass it, you asshole!

Shepherd. Shepherd,

are you OK, man?

What happened?

I'm not sure, but I think Lewis

Passed you the ball.

Passed me the ball?

What's this?

Lewis Scott passes the ball?

The only man

more surprised than me

was Shepherd, who took

a nasty cut to the ear.

Maybe next time he'll wear an earguard as well, Marv.

Coach kimball must have finally gotten through to his star guard...

No, no, no, no!

That's not kimball, that's us!

Oh! Marv Albert's

talkin' about us!

Ohh, I can die now!

Ha ha ha!

Hey, Lewis,

back off!

Hit the pass, baby!

Yeah, all the way!

Ah, yes! Good pass, Lewis!

Good pass!

Now, you see,

that's basketball.

You see a problem,

you solve the problem.

That's coaching.

That's it, now, come on!

Go, Scott!

Go!

Bring it home, baby!

That's the way you gotta do it!

Get you back, baby!

Wait a sec.

Are you really rooting for Utah now?

No, no, no!

Of course not.

I just don't want

to go to jail.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

We got no choice, right?

We got no choice, no choice!

Go, Scott!

Come on!

You're beautiful!

Get the bucket!

Way to stuff it!

Back on d! Back on d!

Nice pass, Lewis.

There's more comin', pauly.

Lewis Scott

has expanded his game,

and his teammates

are responding right now.

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

I think their plan

is backfiring.

There it is,

there it is, Scott,

hoop! There it is,

there it is,

there it is, Scott, hoop!

Get that prick out of the game!

Foul his ass!

I want him dead!

Hey, guys, easy with that garbage,

and show some respect!

Patty, Timmy, respect!

Kevin, you all right?

I think...

I think your pass...

your pass

messed me up. Uhh.

Let's go! Tape up!

Play hard! Come on!

He's hurt, man.

Play hurt!

He's hurt.

Ma-ma-ma-ma.

Lurch!

- Time out.

You're goin' in.

I will no let you down.

I promise you this.

I'm gonna get out there to give them some of the death row shit.

Well, don't worry

about the death row shit.

Just don't embarrass me,

all right?

OK.

Lurch! Check in.

Ooh. You're right.

It would've been

a technical. Heh heh!

Aah!

2...

Ref, what you lookin' at?

6...

One shot.

I... I... I can't...

I can't take it anymore.

I... I...

I'm totally...

I'm totally losing my shit, man.

Easy.

No, no.

I'll never make it in jail.

I'm the kind of guy who'll hang himself with his shoelaces

on the first night.

I am totally that guy!

Don't do it.

Jimmy, Jimmy...

♪ Play that funky music,

white boy ♪

♪ Play that funky music now ♪

Tonight, the fate of the jazz

rests squarely on the shoulders of their star

Lewis Scott.

All net.

All right, Dale!

All right, go!

Hyah!

What happened?

Keep singing!

♪ Chaka Khan, chaka Khan ♪

Oh, great play!

Oh-ho. Come on.

Set the pick! Come on!

Our ball!

The ball, please.

Ref, bad call!

Jimmy! Jimmy!

It's a time out!

Utah's down by one!

There's 7.5 seconds left!

Utah's got the ball!

Oh, if Utah wins the championship,

we don't go to jail.

If they miss it,

then the celtics win the championship.

Right!

Well, Mike, I don't know what to do!

I'm so confused, Mike!

You gotta help me out!

Who do I root for? What do I do?

Root for Utah!

Utah!

All right, folks,

we got 71/2 seconds.

That's a lot of time,

all right? Just, uh,

just suck up the energy here.

It's all right.

All right, listen up.

We're gonna move the ball.

Lewis is gonna pass it

over here to Dale.

Dale gives it off to Davis...

Now, look.

Is that clear?

Are you with me?

It's money in the bank, coach.

Bring it in here.

Come on.

Seize the championship.

We got 7 seconds!

2, 3...

Jazz!

Nobody sends my man to jail.

Let's go.

Come on, you asshole.

Come on, Lewis!

Go!

No-o-o-o-ow!

Yeah!

Hey! All right!

He listened to you!

He listened to you, Mikey!

Ha ha ha ha!

We're free!

Life goes on!

They did it, they did it!

They won!

I love this game!

And, Marv, it would

not have happened

had not Lewis Scott totally changed his style of play.

Hey! Heeeyyy!

Whoo! Hey, hey!

You did it! We're

the champions!

Whoo!

That really, it was...

Don't leave me hanging, man!

Ha ha ha!

Mr. Scott, Kevin o'grady,

Boston police.

I have reason

to believe these 2 men

may have perpetrated

a crime against you.

What's your

relationship to them?

I know these 2 jerks.

They're my friends.

Hey!

Oh, my man!

Ooh! Ooh!

Who's the best in the nba?

You are!

Oh, we're gonna kick

your ass next year, man.

Yeah, you and what army?

I'm sorry about the abduction.

I've never done that

to another guy.

Lewis, Lewis!

I don't know

about this, Jimmy.

What?

I mean, Carol and I

have really been

getting along lately.

She even went to a hockey game with me last week.

I mean, if she even thinks

that I didn't

learn my lesson...

But you did,

you did learn your lesson, Mikey! I mean...

all right, all right,

all right, shh, shh!

You did learn your lesson

because you will

never interfere

with an nba championship

game again, never.

This is different.

Yeah.

You're right.

This is different.

This is football season!

Yeah.

Ahem!

What's going on?!

Well, hello there,

Mr. Deion Sanders.

It's your 3:00 a.m.

wake-up call.

I'm calling security.

You autograph hounds are completely out of control.

Oh...

We don't want your autograph.

No!

What do you want?

♪ Hey, do it now ♪

♪ Yeah, hey ♪

♪ Hey, wait a minute ♪

♪ Now first it wasn't easy ♪

♪ Changing rock 'n' roll

and minds ♪

♪ And things

were getting shaky ♪

♪ I thought I'd have to

leave it behind ♪

♪ Oh, but now it's

so much better ♪

♪ Yeah, so much better ♪

♪ I'm funkin' out

in every way ♪

♪ But I'll never lose

that feeling ♪

♪ You know I won't ♪

♪ Of how I learned

my lesson today ♪

♪ When they were dancing

and singing ♪

♪ And movin' to the groovin' ♪

♪ And just when it hit me ♪

♪ Somebody turned around

and shouted ♪

♪ Play that funky music,

white boy ♪

♪ Play that funky music right ♪

♪ Play that funky music,

white boy ♪

♪ lay down the boogie ♪

♪ And play that funky music

till you die ♪

♪ Till you die ♪

♪ Oh, till you die, yeah ♪

♪ They shouted

play that funky music ♪

♪ Play that funky music ♪

♪ You got to keep on

playing funky music ♪

♪ Play that funky music ♪

♪ Meet the bongo man,

meet the bongo man ♪

♪ Meet the bongo man,

meet the bongo man ♪

♪ He got scrawny arms,

dirty hands ♪

♪ Pounding on the bongo skin ♪

♪ Hey, everybody,

come on, everybody ♪

♪ We're a-gonna watch him

pound that skin ♪

♪ Meet the bongo man ♪

♪ Pain and passion ♪

♪ For my moment

in the limelight ♪

♪ Never came ♪

♪ Then it hit me ♪

♪ I live it, breathe it,

watching every game ♪

♪ And the few things

that I know ♪

♪ I know them to be so ♪

♪ More than just a long

note for the playing ♪

♪ And I never want to hide ♪

♪ My Celtic pride ♪

♪ Yeah... ♪

Celtic Pride (1996) - full transcript