Lori Petty credited as playing...
Kit Keller - Pitcher
- [Ernie sees Dottie and Kit vigorously milking cows]
- Ernie Capadino: Ow. Doesn't that hurt them?
- Dottie Hinson: Doesn't seem to.
- Ernie Capadino: Well, that would bruise the hell out of me.
- Dottie Hinson: Who ARE you?
- Ernie Capadino: I'm Ernie Capadino. I'm a baseball scout. I saw you playing today. Not bad, not bad. You ever heard of Walter Harvey, makes Harvey bars - you know, the candy?
- Dottie Hinson: Yeah. We feed them to the cows when they're constipated.
- Ernie Capadino: That's the guy. He's starting a girls' baseball league, so he can make a buck while the boys are overseas. Wanna play?
- Dottie Hinson: Huh?
- Ernie Capadino: Nice retort. Tryouts are in Chicago. It's a real league, professional.
- Kit Keller: Professional - baseball?
- Ernie Capadino: Mmm-hmm. They'll pay you 75 dollars a week.
- Kit Keller: We only make 30 at the dairy.
- Ernie Capadino: Well then, this would be more, wouldn't it?
- Dottie Hinson: Lay off the high ones!
- Kit Keller: I like the high ones!
- Dottie Hinson: Mule!
- Kit Keller: Nag!
- Mae Mordabito: [at Tryouts] Ya know they got over a hundred girls here. So some of yous are going home.
- Kit Keller: What do you mean some of us?
- [Doris throws a fast ball at Kit, which Dottie catches with her bare hands]
- Mae Mordabito: OK, some of them are going home.
- Doris Murphy: Hey, how'd you do that?
- Kit Keller: Hey, Dottie? thanks for gettin' me into the league.
- Dottie Hinson: You got yourself into the league. I just got you on the train.
- Kit Keller: You ever hear Dad introduce us to people? "This is our daughter Dottie, and this is our other daughter, Dottie's sister." Should've just had you and bought a dog!
- Kit Keller: [while the team is stranded out on the road] Dottie, you going to come with us?
- Dottie Hinson: Where are you going?
- Mae Mordabito: A road house called the Sud's Bucket.
- Dottie Hinson: Ah, no. You know, I'm married...
- Doris Murphy: C'mon Dottie, you ain't on the farm any more, live a little bit!
- Miss Cuthbert: Girls, girls, please! Mr. Goosatelli shan't be returning.
- [Goes back on the bus]
- Dottie Hinson: Hey, what are you going to do about Ms. Cuthbert? How are you going to get past her?
- Kit Keller: Mae's going to poison her dinner.
- Dottie Hinson: WHAT?
- [Girls laugh]
- Dottie Hinson: It was an important game; it got us into the playoffs.
- Kit Keller: I could have finished.
- Dottie Hinson: The way you were pitching, Stilwell could have hit off you.
- Dottie Hinson: I'm so sick of being blamed for every thing that's bothering you. I got you into this league, God damnit! I didn't even want to be here.
- Kit Keller: Then why are you still here?
- Kit Keller: My train leaves at eight o'clock, I've got ten minutes to pack.
- Dottie Hinson: Well, if you have any trouble, you know who to blame.
- Kit Keller: Wait, can't you just watch me pitch? Dottie, get your mitt! I'll throw him a few!
- Ernie Capadino: No, no, no. Now look, I know the goods when I see the goods
- [Gestures to Dottie]
- Ernie Capadino: She's the goods. I'm sorry.
- [Puts his hand on Kit's arm in apology, then pauses and feels the muscle in Kit's arm]
- Ernie Capadino: Hmm...
- [Cow moos behind him]
- Ernie Capadino: Will you shut up!
- [to Kit]
- Ernie Capadino: You're a pitcher, huh?
- Kit Keller: Yeah.
- Ernie Capadino: [Looks back at Dottie for a moment] I'll tell you what: she comes, you can come too. And if you stink, it'll only cost us a train ticket.
- [Tries to walk through a group of chickens]
- Ernie Capadino: And keep these wild animals away from me! Haven't you ever heard of a leash?
- Kit Keller: Um... Dottie. Listen, I'm sorry I knocked you over.
- Dottie Hinson: No, you're not.
- Kit Keller: You were blocking the entire plate! How'd you expect me to - ?
- Dottie Hinson: Look, that's how the game is played. You won the game. You wanted it more than me.
- Kit Keller: I think I jammed my shoulder if it makes you feel any better?
- Dottie Hinson: A little. Look, I'm going back to the hotel, then Bob and I are driving back to Oregon. You're welcome to come with us.
- Kit Keller: No, you two should be alone. I'd just be in the way.
- Dottie Hinson: When do you think you'll be coming home?
- Kit Keller: Well, some of the girls have been talking about... staying around here and, you know, and getting jobs. I really like it here.
- Dottie Hinson: Christmas?
- Kit Keller: Um... I d... I don't know. But you're coming back next year, right?
- Dottie Hinson: No. Uh, I want to have kids. We want to have kids.
- Kit Keller: D... Dottie, you got your whole life to have kids. You couldn't give this up, you'd miss this too much.
- Dottie Hinson: [laughing] Miss it? You mean miss putting on all this gear? Catching a double header in a 100 degree heat? Pushing the bus through mud? Getting slammed into every other day by a... base runner? You think I'm gonna miss that?
- Kit Keller: Yeah.
- Dottie Hinson: I'll tell you what I'll miss. Well, I'll miss the girls. I'll miss you, Kit.
- Kit Keller: Me?
- Dottie Hinson: Yeah, how many sisters do you think I have?
- [Kit runs over and hugs Dottie, passionately]
- Dottie Hinson: I love you, Kit.
- Kit Keller: Really?
- Dottie Hinson: Yeah.
- Kit Keller: Just when I want you to stay, you're leaving.
- [They hug a little longer, then pull away]
- Kit Keller: Well, thank you for getting me into the league, Dottie.
- Dottie Hinson: You got yourself into the league. I got you on the train.
- [They laugh]
- Dottie Hinson: Play great.
- Kit Keller: Like you.
- Dottie Hinson: Stay in touch, you hear? Come home every once in a while.
- [Kit performs a Military "Yes, Sir" motion]
- Dottie Hinson: If you don't, I'm gonna come back here and hit line drives at your head, okay?
- [laughs]
- Dottie Hinson: Go on.
- Kit Keller: [Hugging Dottie once more] I love you. And you are gonna miss this. I don't care what you say.
- Dottie Hinson: Yeah.
- 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]
- Doris Murphy: [Balancing the bottom of a baseball bat on the tip of her index finger] Hey, Mae.
- Mae Mordabito: What?
- Doris Murphy: Come here and look at this.
- Mae Mordabito: Wait a second, Doris!
- Doris Murphy: I can't wait any longer, so get up!
- Mae Mordabito: [Tying her shoe, looks up] So.
- Doris Murphy: Yeah, so, I ain't done yet. Watch.
- [Flips bat, lands on the opposite side in the palm of her hand]
- Mae Mordabito: That's it?
- Doris Murphy: Yeah, you can't do it.
- Mae Mordabito: I could do it. How long you been working it on it?
- Doris Murphy: What? Took me about year. Not counting them 2 months I was in the hospital, though. Bat hit me right in the head. Bam!
- Mae Mordabito: Really?
- Doris Murphy: Yep.
- Mae Mordabito: You had to have knocked your behind 'cause that looks really swollen.
- Doris Murphy: [Dropping the bat in a tough manner, confronting Mae with a whiny tone] Hey, what the heck kind of a think is that to say to me, Mae?
- Mae Mordabito: I'm sorry.
- Doris Murphy: That ain't funny.
- Mae Mordabito: I'm sorry. I'm just nervous all right - -
- [They see Dottie, Kit, and Marla staring at them]
- Mae Mordabito: - -What are you looking at?
- Doris Murphy: Yeah, what are you looking at?
- Dottie Hinson: Nothing.
- Doris Murphy, Mae Mordabito: Yeah right, nothing.
- Kit Keller: All these girls gonna be in the league?
- Mae Mordabito: [Taking a puff of her cigarette and exhaling the smoke] You wish.
- Doris Murphy: Yeah, you do wish.
- Mae Mordabito: They're gonna have 4 teams, 16 girls to a team.
- Dottie Hinson: [to Kit] 64 girls.
- Doris Murphy: Yeah, what are you, a genius?
- Mae Mordabito: You know, they got over 100 girls, so, um, some of you are gonna have to go home.
- [They start to walk away, talking to each other]
- Mae Mordabito: Come on, Doris. Some people are real jerks.
- Kit Keller: What do you mean some of us?
- Mae Mordabito: Do it.
- [Doris throws a baseball at Dottie, who catches the ball with her bare hands, impressing Doris and Mae]
- Mae Mordabito: Okay, some of them are going home.
- Doris Murphy: Hey, how did you do that? How did you do that?
- [Dottie, Kit, and Marla walk on their way, with Dottie tossing the ball back to Doris, as Doris is still talking to Dottie]
- Doris Murphy: . Hey? You caught that? Hello?
- Mae Mordabito: Doris? Come on. Don't take such offense.
- Doris Murphy: She caught it with her bare hand.
- Mae Mordabito: I know. Ssh.
- Dottie Hinson: [She and Kit are walking back home from their industrial league game] Ow! Would you stop kicking the rocks?
- Kit Keller: I'm sorry. The game just has me so mad.
- Dottie Hinson: Kit, we won. Get mad if we lose.
- Kit Keller: That last pitch was right down the middle! If I'd swung at that, I would be the big hero... but you got me so crazy-!
- Dottie Hinson: All I said was lay off the high ones.
- Kit Keller: "Good thing your sister bailed ya out, Kit! Heh-heh!" "Kit, why don't you get yer sister to teach ya how to hit?" "Kit, why can't you be beautiful like that sister of yours-"
- Dottie Hinson: What idiot said that?
- Kit Keller: No one... but I know that's what they were thinking!
- Dottie Hinson: No, it's not.
- Kit Keller: No? Ever hear Dad introduce us to people? "This is our daughter, Dottie. And this is our other daughter, Dottie's sister." They should've just had you and bought a dog!
- Dottie Hinson: Mitch Swilley likes you.
- Kit Keller: Mitch Swilley's one step up from dating pigs!
- Dottie Hinson: But, an important step.