The Rookie (2002)
Angelo Spizzirri: Joel De La Garza
Joel De La Garza : Now, wait a minute... we start winning, you try out again.
Jimmy : [sighs] Last time I checked, scouts aren't looking for high school science teachers.
Joe David West : Well, not many science teachers throw like you.
Jimmy : It's gonna take a heckuva lot more than a couple of wins to get me to make a fool of myself.
Joel De La Garza : Alright, what if we win district, huh? What if we win district and go to the state playoffs? Then?
Jimmy : You serious?
Joel De La Garza : Yeah, absolutely.
Jimmy : You're serious?
Joe David West : Yeah.
Joaquin 'Wack' Campos : Yeah!
Jimmy : And all I have to do is find some kind of tryout somewhere?
Joaquin 'Wack' Campos : That's it, man!
Jimmy : [clears throat] Alright... IF we win district!
[Team cheers and leaves for locker room]
Hunter : I don't get to tell Mom about this, do I?
Joaquin 'Wack' Campos : What difference does it make? I mean, it's not like any of us are getting scholarships.
Jimmy : I'm not talking about college. I'm talking about wanting things in life. I'm talking about having dreams. And all that starts right here
[points at his heart]
Jimmy : , right here. If you don't have dreams, you don't have anything.
Joel De La Garza : Coach, what about you? You talk about our dreams...
Jimmy : Joel, we are not talking about me.
Joel De La Garza : Yeah, but come on, Coach. Every time you throw, I gotta ice my hand, every time! You're the one who should be wanting something more.
Joaquin 'Wack' Campos : And the sad part is, you know, we see it and you don't.
Joel De La Garza : [while him and Jimmy play catch] Hey coach, back when you were really pitching, how fast were you throwing it?
Jimmy : I don't know. 85, 86?
Joel De La Garza : That's not too bad.
Jimmy : It is when the other guy's throwing 90.
Joel De La Garza : Coach, let's see you bring one.
Jimmy : Can't. Promised too many doctors.
Joel De La Garza : Come on, coach, one isn't going to kill you. Come on, feed me!
Hunter : Yeah, dad, bring the heat!
Joel De La Garza : [Jim gets himself ready while Joel waits in the catcher's position] Feed me, coach.
[Jim pauses, then winds up and throws his fastball, which audibly whisses by and hits hard into Joel's glove, much to the shock of him and Hunter]
Hunter : Woah!
Joel De La Garza : Coach, where did that come from?
Jimmy : [Smiles] Forgot how good that sounded.