The legendary Earl Weaver - Bill Haller confrontation [NSFW]
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- Behind the rubber--
- He was not! He--
Behind the rubber!
- No--
- He stopped the ball behind--
- He did not go behind the rubber!
- He was--well, for me he did.
- You're listening to him!
- Aw, I ain't listening to him, Eddie.
- That's bullshit!
- Behind the rubber!
- Aw, bullshit!
- Bullshit yourself!
- You're here--
You're here, and this crew is here, just to fuck us!
- Huh?
- Yeah!
- Boom!
[crowd cheering]
- Oh, that's good!
That's great! And you suck!
- Aw, you shit.
- Yeah, you bums, you couldn't wait to get me out of it!
- Aw, Earl--
- What a--
- Aw, you run yourself, Earl!
You run yourself!
- Get your finger off of me!
- You hit me?
- Yeah, 'cause you put your finger on me!
- Good, I'm glad you did. I'm glad you hit me.
- That's right, You're here for one goddamn specific reason.
- What's that, Earl?
- To fuck us!
- Aw, you're full of shit. Fuck you.
- That's right. For years and goddamn years and years.
And don't you ever put your finger on me again!
- You hit me, Earl.
- You put your finger on me--
- That's okay.
- Goddamn right!
You get that straight--
- I didn't--
- [inaudible]
- You ain't gonna knock nobody on their ass.
- You do it again, and I'll knock you right in your nose!
- I didn't touch you!
- You pushed your finger in--
- I did not! Now you're lying!
- You did, god damn it!
- You're lying!
- No, you are!
- You are lying!
- You're a big liar--
- You are a liar, Earl--
- You are!
- A liar!
- You are!
- You stupid--
[crowd cheering]
- I'll tell you something--
[cheering gets louder]
- You're here for one reason: to fuck us good!
- Wrong.
- That's the only reason you're here.
- You are wrong, Earl.
- And you'll have your chance tomorrow.
- Ohh--
- You got it as quick as you can--
- What is wrong with you?
- You ain't no good.
- Naw, you aren't either.
You aren't either!
- Yeah, well, you ain't no good.
- You're no fucking good either.
- You stink!
- Yeah, you--
- Your ass will never have our games again!
- I hope--what do I care?
- Yeah, 'what do I care' --
- What do I care?
- What are you doing here now?
- Well, why don't you call the league office and ask them?
- Yeah, I will!
- Oh, good.
- Don't think I won't!
- Good.
- The quicker you get out of this league--
- Yeah, the quicker you get out it'll be better, too.
- Yeah, oh yeah?
- That's right.
- You ain't going nowhere.
- You aren't, either!
[crowd cheering]
- You wait for five, ten fucking years from now, who's in the Hall of Fame?
- Oh, you're gonna be in the Hall of Fame?
- You know it!
- Why?
- You know it!
- For fucking up World Series?
- You know it!
- You gonna be in the Hall of Fame for fucking up World Series?
- I've won more than I've lost, kid!
- Oh, no you haven't, Earl!
- Games! Count games, stupid!
- Aww--
[crowd cheering]
- You don't even know nothing about baseball!
- You better get going, Earl.
- Oh, I better get going--
- You better get going.
- What the hell are you gonna do about it?
[crowd cheering]
[cheering gets louder]
Tell the truth, that you had your hands on me.
- Nah, that's wrong, Earl!
- No it ain't!
- Wrong!
[crowd cheering]
- [CAMERAMAN]: Motherfuck-- what?
I can't hear you.
- [ANOTHER MAN]: What did he do wrong? Did that guy--
- He stopped his motion. It's called a balk.
Jesus Christ.
We just started this god-darned thing!