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: God's honest truth, Homer. What are the chances... a bunch of kids from Coalwood... actually winning the national science fair? Homer
: A million to one, O'Dell. O'Dell
: That good? Well, why didn't you say so?
: [jumps into Roy Lee's car to go to football tryouts
] Let's go, Roy Lee! It's almost nine. Roy Lee
: You sure are in a hurry to get yourself killed, huh, kid? O'Dell
: There are easier ways to commit suicide, Homer. Homer
: Would you just step on it, Roy Lee? Roy Lee
: [frustrated with his car
] I *am* stepping on it.
: They watched us get arrested. We're practically ex-convicts. They'll never dance with us. O'Dell
: Jesus, Quentin, you don't know anything about women.
: [after hearing train whistle coming towards wrecked track
] I-It's abandoned. Uh, look at the rust. Caretta number two shut down in '51.
[whistle blows again
: Shit, shit!
: What's an auk? O'Dell
: It's a bird that don't fly. Roy Lee
: You mean like a parakeet?
: Besides, didn't your dad say no more rockets? Homer
: No, he said no more rockets on company property. O'Dell
: Do you realize how far we'd have to go to be off company property? Homer
: Yeah, we'd have to go to Snakeroot. Quentin
: Snakeroot? That's eight miles! Homer
: It's not *that* far. I mean we could walk if we had to... O'Dell
: Hey, walk! Heh! That's a great idea! Homer
: Come on let's go! Roy Lee
: Wait the hell up, will you Homer? Now I got about as much chance of winning that science fair as you do winning a football scholarship. I know I'm gonna be a miner. I've known my entire life. What the hell's so bad about mining coal anyway? Homer
: Nothing Roy Lee. It's great. That's why your stepdaddy is the biggest drunk in West Virginia! I mean, come on guys! You know the mine'll kill you!
: You ever hear the story about how O'Dell's dad died? Roy Lee
: Homer... will you forget it, man? O'Dell
: Shutup Homer. Homer
: Piece of slate caught him right in the neck... and it cut his head clear off. O'Dell
: [tackles Homer
] You son of a bitch!
, Roy Lee
: [after lighting their first rocket
] Ten, nine, eight... Roy Lee
: Should we get behind something?
[it blows up and they fly back
: [Reading the newspaper aloud
] "The silvery cylinder burst forth in a fiery column of smoke and flame, racing the very wind as it soared into the sky, a messenger of these Rocket Boys of Big Creek.
: These boys use their brains, not brawn, who play not football, but with Apollo's fire." O'Dell
] Dorothy Platt
: [Walks up to Homer, elated
] Hi Homer. Homer
] Hi Dorothy. Dorothy Platt
: Would you please sign my newspaper? Homer
: Sure. Dorothy Platt
: I just know you're going to be really famous someday. Homer
: [Stares at Dorothy, mesmerized
] Roy Lee
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