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The man flat-out has guts.
I won't.
It's 3-0 now.
POV Joey
I got a wife, I got a baby and I got no money.
Oh, Jack.
African Americans had served their country gallantly.
And they ain't happy that he's staying here in Sanford...
No!
...in Cairo, Georgia.
Hello?
Robinson is down. Slaughter spiked him high up on the leg and he is down.
Coach, I never played first base in my life.
Go on, look me in the eye and tell me you don't.
Come on, Higbe, don't worry about the runner. Get this guy at the plate.
- Is that right? - Mm-hm.
...you give me a, heh, number on my back...
Now, all of the sudden you're worried about him.
There you go, Jackie!
Mm, thank you.
Hey, Pee Wee!
You can win the pennant in spite of me.
...number 3, Spider Jorgensen.
Branch. Ha! How are you?
Yeah.
...it was not for the Yankees...
Excuse me, Wendell.
...only to find racism, segregation and Jim Crow law still waiting at home.
Hey, hold on, now. What'd he do wrong?
This game is just as tight as a new pair of shoes on a rainy day.
That my health's not up to it.
...except we call him a kike instead of a coon.
Is it okay if I keep driving you, or should I let you get out so you can walk?
Hey, which one is it?
Is he a nice guy?
Give me that.
Pittsburgh.
Now coming to bat for the Royals...
I need them to know.
He was pretending he was you.
You can probably toss with those fellows over there.
...to tell you that you have earned a place with the Montreal Royals.
For places like this?
It's The OI' Redhead speaking here from high up in the catbird seat at Ebbets Field.
So, urn, you can trust me when I tell you Brooklyn's due here tomorrow...
Get back, Rae.
Only each other.
You best just skedaddle on out of here.
This kid is the most based kid
All we got's right here. Right now. You know what I mean?
- I'm here to play ball! - So am I.
- It's the rule we're gonna go with. - We've got reservations.
Get the hell out of San Diego! We don't want you here, boy!
You get us back on that plane right now.
Ah, you give her my regards.
Right now I'm living a sermon out there.
You want a player who doesn't have the guts to fight back?
- Yes, that's fine but... - There's one condition.
Now coming to bat for the Royals...
Oh, what are you gonna do with me?
But I do not want them to beat me.
All right.
Cincinnati fans expressing their displeasure as the Hample takes the field.
All the same, I can practically hear the roar...
No.
Jorgensen, come here!
- Thank you. - Mm-hm. After you.
Nazi Germany had been defeated...
It simply states what kind of ballplayer you were on any particular day.
I'm not prejudiced. It's physiological.
They aren't letters from the Jackie Robinson fan club.
Ball!
Jackie Robinson.
No. I think that a single out to the left field cost us the game.
Hey, 12! That's enough. Back to the dugout.
...with Robinson.
Jackie, what are saying? He spiked you on purpose?
It's Ostermueller on the mound.
You should be proud.
Why's that, Herb?
So long! Home run!
How do you mean?
Cincinnati fans expressing their displeasure as the Dodgers take the field.
They have a longer heel bone. Gives them an unfair speed advantage.
When?
Did my mom look happy?
The world can wait one more night.
You want some, Piner?
Let me ask you something, Jackie.
You break an unwritten law...
Chapman, do you think it cost you the game?
Center fielder, number 7, Pete Reiser.
Gave proof through the night
We just ran out of ammunition.
He was court-martialed.
I love this game.
Another spring training is upon us, Leo. In Panama.
Yeah.
They'll say that you're in over your head. That you don't belong here.
Reese plays for Brooklyn.
No. Get me up!
I think I know!
Now, you tell your Nigra I said to git.
- Robinson. - What?
- You should think about it. - If they ask something, I'll answer it.
I'm sorry, am I mixing my metaphors there?
My daddy left. Heh.
Low and away, ball two.
Come on, pop up, Jack.
You promised her you'd never put on a uniform again.