完美比赛 The Perfect Game(2009)【完整台词】

I don't care.

Get back to work.

Jimmy Carterola steps in with

two outs with runners on second and third.

He's two for two with a double and

a monster home run in the third.

Time!

Walk him?

Not a chance.

Did you see his

last two bats?

Yeah, I saw them,

and he can sure hit.

But he's thinking something

that everybody else is thinking,

the intentional walk.

Poor batter.

With first base open,

Cesar Faz will definitely

have Enrique walk Carterola.

He's not going to pitch

to him with an open base?

He's insane.

Enrique Suarez digs in.

A hit or an out will send one

of these teams to the finals.

Enrique, pauses on the mound.

He gets the sign

from Norberto.

Here's the wind up.

Strike one!

That's a bonehead

move right there.

It's as if Enrique is saying, if

you're going to beat me, beat my best pitch.

You know if I

was their coach,

I never would have

pitched Enrique today,

and I certainly would've

walked Bridgeport's biggest

slugger with an open base

that's textbook stuff.

Lucky for Monterrey, I

wasn't their coach. You were.

What are the odds of Carterola

lining one up the middle?

That decision took guts,

but hey, it paid off.

Yes, it did.

Yes, it did.

You really

impressed the brass.

Let's talk next week.

Who was that man?

He's with the

Saint Louis Cardinals

So you're

leaving us?

Of course not.

Not right now.

Why? After all

they've done to you?

It's what I've always wanted Angel.

A job?

No. Respect.

We gave you that before we were winning!

Let's go!

Whoa Whoa Whoa?

A telegram?

Amen.

I always been

meaning to ask,

why the 108th Psalm?

I think they

want a pre-game pep talk.

I...

Padre Esteban sent you boys a message

of encouragement. I got his words,

right here. He wrote this in Louisville

and asked me to read it to you

all if you reached the finals,

so, here it goes.

Father Esteban here boys,

when you take to the field

today, think of Juan Diego,

and remember after the

Bishop threatened him,

he ran away, lost his

woman, and hid in a bottle.

It was the bottom

of the ninth with two outs,

and even though Juan Diego

tried to blame the ump,

and stall the big game,

he crossed that hill,

and scored the winning

run. Became a hero.

And like him, if you

keep your faith in God,

He will help you show La Mesa

what you all are made of.

How did Father know we

were going to play La Mesa?

He's a man of God, stupid, he knows!

He's a man of God.

Alright! Let's go get them!

That Father of yours

sure has a way with words.

The team from

Monterrey, south of the border

is the youngest,

lightest, and smallest team

to ever play in the annual

Williamsport classic.

Like David and Goliath,

the two captains shake hands

at home plate as their teammates

take their final warm ups.

Papa. That's him,

that's Cesar Faz.

He looks so small. He

looked taller in church.

Everyone's at the field,

to hear the game,

please! One day!

You're this close to being

fired, now get back to work!

How you feeling?

I've never pitched in front

of so many people in my life.

What people? All I see is

you and me having a catch.

Get 'em.

Mr. Faz.

I just arrived from Mexico this morning,

I'm here to broadcast the game in

Spanish. I have something for you.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

That's from Father Esteban. By

the way, you're doing a great job.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

The umpire

signals for the last warm up pitch,

nearly 16, 000 fans

in attendance at Williamsport

for the World Series

between La Mesa California

and that surprising team

from Monterrey, Mexico.

La Mesa has

crushed every challenger in its path,

and in today's final showdown, you

know they'll be ready to go to war.

They're eager to end

Monterrey's improbable journey.

Now, please remain standing

for the Mexican National Anthem.

Play ball!

Louis Riley, La Mesa's

pitcher, steps into the batter's box,

at five nine and half, he'll be the

tallest pitcher Monterrey has ever seen.

Angel Macias studies the

sign, winds up and delivers

the first pitch

of the 1957 Championship.

Riley takes ball one.

Angel back to pitch again,

here's Angel's second delivery.

Riley swings,

he hits one sharply

towards right field,

it's caught!

That ball would have surely

gone to the wall for extra bases,

what a start

to today's game.