A League of Their Own (1992)

Don S. Davis: Racine Coach Charlie

Quotes 

• Helen Haley : [the girls are checking the team lists]  Hi. Can you read, honey?

  Shirley Baker : [crying]  No.

  Helen Haley : All right... what's your name?

  Shirley Baker : Shirley Baker.

  Helen Haley : Shirley Baker... Shirley Baker... okay, let's take a look.

  [scans the lists] 

  Helen Haley : This is you! You're with us! You're a Rockford Peach!

  Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Go join your team.

• Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Okay, come on. We got a lot to do, let's settle down. You are the first...

  [Sees Shirley Baker over at the lists] 

  Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Honey, are you supposed to be here or are you on the cut list?

  [Shirley doesn't respond] 

  Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Look, I'm sorry, but if you're cut, you have to leave the field.

  Shirley Baker : [Almost in tears]  Mm-hmm

  Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Well, are you cut? Oh, just look on the list. It's either Rockford, Racine, Kenosha, or South Bend.

  [Shirtley turns to the lists, starting cry, as Helen Haley approaches her] 

  Helen Haley : Hi.

  Shirley Baker : Hi.

  Helen Haley : Um, can you read, honey?

  Helen Haley : Alright. What's your name?

  Shirley Baker : Shirley Baker.

  Helen Haley : Shirley Baker. Let's have a look.

  [She looks at the Rockford Peaches list first and spots Shirley's name] 

  Helen Haley : This is you.

  [Shirley laughs happily] 

  Helen Haley : You're with us. You're a Rockford Peach.

  Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : [Smiling]  Go join your team.

  [Shirley joins the Rockford Peaches, sitting down next to Marla] 

  Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Now, you are the first girls in the All American Girls Profession Baseball League. My name is Charlie Collins. I'll be managing the Racine team when the season begins.

  [Racine team cheers] 

  Charlie Collins, Racine Coach : Now, at the end of practice today, you're all gonna be fitted for your uniforms and this is what they're gonna look like. Pretty darned nifty if you ask me.

  [Model walks up on the platform in a wool uniform complete with a miniskirt] 

  Unnamed Ball Player #1 : You can't slide in that!

  Doris Murphy : Hey, that's a dress!

  Mae Mordabito : It's half a dress! Excuse me, but that's not a baseball uniform!

  Doris Murphy : Yeah, what do you think we are? Baseball players or ballerinas?

  Kit Keller : [to Dottie]  It's awfully short.

  Dottie Hinson : Short? I'm gonna have to squat in that thing.

  Unnamed Ball Player #2 : I can't wear that. My husband'll kill me.

  [Ira Lowenstein approaches] 

  Helen Haley : Excuse me, sir.

  Ira Lowenstein : Ladies...

  Shirley Baker : Excuse me.

  Ira Lowenstein : If you can't play ball in this, you can't play ball with us. Now, there are 38 girls on a train ride home, who'll play in a bathing suit, if I ask them.

  Mae Mordabito : Yeah, well, there are no pockets for my cigarettes.

  [Doris laughs] 

  Ira Lowenstein : Ah, there is no smoking. There is also no drinking and no men.

  [Mae gets up, angry, ready to leave, but Doris pulls Mae back down against her will, with Mae sitting back down, frustrated] 

  Ira Lowenstein : . All of your activities will be approved through your chaperones. And you will also be taking regular classes at Charm and Beauty school.

  Doris Murphy : For what?

  Ira Lowenstein : Every girl in this league is going to be a lady.

  [Marla looks scared]