A player gets cut, he takes 30 minutes to close him up.
A red line.
A round of tequila. Con limones de cojones!
A week.
All he ended up with was a stick in the eye and a $2,000 doctor bill.
All I remember is my dad racing up the ice with the puck,
All right, Deaner.
All right, Youngblood!
All right? Come on. You better take a break.
All right.
All right. Mustangs out on the rink in five minutes.
All the way back to the farm.
Amen!
And Chadwick is a real prick, huh? He's the best coach in the league, Dean.
And for Hamilton number two, Duane Hewitt,
And I watched them take him out, and all I could think about is what if it'd been you?
And in bed.
And just keep walking, Youngblood.
And Squaw Island.
And then I'll show you the second most important room in the house, the kitchen.
And this.
And you never quit. Ever!
Anybody we know?
Are you all right? I'll be all right.
Are you gonna let me in, Fraze?
As long as I go number one in the draft and I sign the biggest contract I can.
As soon as it would freeze over, me and my brother Kelly would put on our skates.
As they checked them from one end of the ice to the other."
Assist from number nine, Derek Sutton.
At least you have a reason to be here.
At least you still have your own teeth.
Attaboy, Hannah! Attaboy! You're beautiful!
Baf, baf, baf!
Because I said so, that's why.
Big shot from the point, averaged only about 10 goals a year,
Blind River,
Bombers 2 Mustangs 1?
Boom boom.
Break it up. Break it up. Kelly!
Bring him down to the other end. You all right?
But I can play the game, and so can you.
But I don't think it's a good idea if we see each other. OK?
But I love you anyway.
But, boy, you remembered every single one of them.
By the rough and tumble visitors from Thunder Bay."
By the way, I'm Miss McGill.
Call it, Hannah!
Call it, you meat head!
Can I ask you a question? How'd you get so horseshit in one day?
Can you get the door, honey?
Carl Racki. Six feet, 198 pounds. Played tier two in the Western League last year.
Chadwick, what'd you feed 'em for lunch? Chicken sandwiches?
Cheap shot, cheap shot. Hannah, open your eyes!
Cheers, man.
Cheers!
Cheers.
Cheers.
Christ, he's strong for a little guy. Come on, kid.
Closet crooner.
Cold.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, Kelly. Break it up. Cut it out. That's enough.
Come on, kid. Go for the jersey.
Come on, let's go.
Come on, Racki.
Come on, Youngblood!
Come on! Somebody hit the hot dog.
Come on.
Come on. What are you waiting for?
Come on. Yeah!
Contact drill?!
Cos I'm a goalie.
Dad?
Dammit! You're all alike! It means that you're no better than Racki.
Dean Youngblood, unassisted.
Dean Youngblood. Five foot ten inches, 160 pounds.
Dean, it's only a game.
Dean, what happens if you don't make the pros?
Defence. Six three, 210.
Derek says it's because I'm seeing you.
Derek!
Derek! Derek!
Did you get that son of a bitch for me?
Ding, ding! Paging Dr Sutton.
Do you still like playing?
Don't take any shit from them Canucks.
Don't think he knows what we mean.
Don't worry. I'll catch you if you fall. Just hold onto the side and you'll be fine.
Don't worry. I've only had a couple of cases of beer.
Don't worry. It grows back.
Don't worry. It's not gonna hit you back.
Don't worry. You'll be seeing me around.
Even kids three and four years older than I was, they could never catch me.
Ever since I was six years old, I've been faster than anyone.
Fan club. Toronto chapter.
Fast legs, slow fists.
Finish him.
First half you could skate around with a carton of eggs and not break any.
For fuck's sake, not now.
For the Bombers: In goal, Lexler.
For the first time in my life, I didn't wanna play.
For the Mustangs, number ten, Dean Youngblood!
Forget it. You're worthless around there anyway.
Formerly a scratch, will be in the line up tonight.
From remembering something the rest of your life or something you wanna forget.
Fuck me.
Fuck me.
Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck.
Fucking love it.
Gee, superstar, you really showed 'em, didn't you?
Get him a uniform.
Get his stick away, Deaner!
Get it down.
Get out there! Go!
Get outta here, Hannah.
Get somebody in the box. Now.
Get up!
Get your gear on and get on the ice.
Go ahead, Bobby.
Go ahead. Give it a shot.
Go ahead. Suit up. I might use you.
Go ahead. Try.
Go for it. You wanted a doctor.
Go hump your St Bernard, scumnuts.
Go on, Deaner. All yours.
Goal.
God, he's good.
God, what are you saying?
God.
Goddammit! Pull it!
Good. Keep going.
Good. Move it around.
Got any more?
Got up to the blue line, cut across the middle and then blasted it on the fly.
Great thighs.
Great voice.
He ain't hurt. Get up, Racki.
He and the rest of them own you tonight.
He fights like an old lady.
He knows what it takes to be a pro. You need it here.
He made me stick boy for the team, then he wouldn't let me into the locker room.
He moves to his left. He skates around them.
He never lost a fight, did he?
He scores!
He sure wasn't looking too good.
He wasn't just some goon. I was there when he got a goal in an all star game.
He's 17 years old. He's an American kid from Stanton.
He's in alone on the goalie.
Here we go.
Here we go.
Here, back.
Hey, cheers! Miss McGill!
Hey, Dean. Can I have your autograph?
Hey, Hannah, eat this!
Hey, I saw you try out. You've got speed.
Hey, lady, slow down!
Hey, Youngblood!
Hey! I'm open!
Hey.
Hi, Dad.
His head's up here.
Hit him, Coach!
Hit me. What are you waiting for? Come on.
Hockey players love the sight of blood. Especially their own.
Hold him still, boys. We don't want another Victor Gunderson incident.
Hold up, Hannah.
How are you feeling?
How can you be thinking about the game when you're styling your hair?
How come?
How long have the stitches been in?
How was it?
How would you like to wake up at 3am with the scoreboard flashing:
Huh?
Huh? Huh?
I always thought he was wonderful.
I can't afford to hire someone in your place.
I can't imagine why not.
I could have hit Racki before he hit Derek.
I did! I walked off the team today.
I didn't bust my nuts doing the work of two
I didn't drive up the fucking Arctic Circle to get my ass kicked by these goons!
I didn't even get to finish high school.
I didn't want another son hurt.
I do like all my boys to be comfortable.
I do needlepoint too. That's one of mine.
I don't give a fuck if he's all the way dead. Does that mean you are too? Huh?
I don't give a shit where I play,
I don't give a shit where I play,
I don't see anything about your buddy Racki in here.
I don't wanna be a goddamn farmer the rest of my life.
I figure if I'm lucky, I can make enough money to last me for a while.
I figure maybe we could get a tractor with my bonus money.
I figured you'd show.
I got another game to work next week, if you don't mind.
I got down on my knees. I begged them to let me play. With one eye!
I got him!
I got it.
I got three bus tickets here to some of your favourite Junior C hockey teams.
I gotta get him off.
I gotta play junior if I'm ever gonna play pro. All the scouts'll be there.
I guess she got tired of the farm too.
I guess.
I just looked at her once and he benched me.
I like a man who's been around. I grew up there when Dad was playing.
I love you.
I missed three cos of haemorrhoids.
I never saw such a sorry bunch of losers in my life!
I remember never wanting to come in when I was young.
I said hit me.
I see. Look, it's a quarter to ten. You want a lift home?
I should have done something.
I think all hockey players should know how to read and write.
I think he needs a shave. What do you think, guys?
I think he's gonna do something funny.
I think this is yours.
I think you oughta learn how to skate first.
I thought you didn't follow hockey. Or hockey players.
I thought you might like a nice cup of tea.
I used to go to all the games.
I wanna play tonight.
I was wondering where those things were.
I watched that game and I saw Derek lying there on the ice.
I'll be a son of a bitch! They picked up Racki.
I'll make the pros.
I'll pick up the slack, Pop.
I'm Dean Youngblood.
I'm gonna get that son of a bitch.
I'm gonna go with the other kid. I need someone who can put the puck in the net.
I'm gonna shove that stick right up your ass.
I'm gonna take 'em out.
I'm not gonna be a lawyer or a doctor.
I'm not sure about brain damage.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I probably got you into trouble. I should have gone home with him.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm talking about taking out Chadwick's only daughter. Hold still.
I've been boarding hockey players in this house for over ten years.
I've been busting my ass for four years and I'm gonna get what's coming to me.
I've been offered a tryout with the Hamilton Mustangs.
I've heard of it.
I've only been up here a couple of years.
If anything, he's strengthened his bargaining position with the pros.
If I get by you, will you let me play?
If I'm getting benched for something I didn't do, I might as well do it.
If I'm getting benched for something I didn't do, I might as well do it.
If you don't, you better start thinking about this game right now.
If you wanna be here tomorrow, you better show me more than right now.
If you're gonna go back, I wanna make sure you're ready.
In a week?
In all thy sons command
In here.
Is there any blood?
Is this where all the young people come?
It doesn't look like a Mustangs practice, that's for sure.
It might be a little bit warm. Here, we can let it cool down.
It'd be dark by the time we got home. We had to sit by the fire to thaw out our feet.
It's a damn shame. We're not gonna get someone to take his place.
It's a five minute major. He's bleeding all over the ice.
It's about time, Chadwick!
It's all I ever wanted to do.
It's either this or Slumber Party Massacre. Come on.
It's just been kinda hard to meet people I can talk to up here.
It's just the way it works. And I don't wanna work in a goddamn mill or farm.
It's kinda hard to get lost in this town.
It's like a filling for a tooth.
It's not like Murray doesn't try.
It's second period, Murray. The kid's still sitting on the fucking bench.
It's your type of film. You'd love it.
Jab, cross. Jab, cross.
Jessie! Jessie!
Jessie.
Just go out there and win that fucking game.
Keep 'em up there.
Kelly, give me a minute.
Last game, gentlemen. Let's make it a good one.
Left wing, Lynch, and centre, Sutton.
Let 'em know you're in the same goddamn rink!
Let him go. He'll be back in two weeks dragging his tail between his legs.
Let me get Murray. OK?
Let's go!
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's play some hockey!
Like a big, big, fucking filling.
Like that sorry son of a bitch who just tripped over the blue line?
Listen, just forget about Racki, man. He's not worth it.
Listen, little hot dog, I don't need you to pass me the goddamn puck.
Local talent at three o'clock.
Look, lights. Ice.
Look.
Look... I think you're real nice and got a cute ass,
Lookin' good, rookie!
Looky, looky! This shouldn't take long at all.
Lousy agent.
Maybe it should be.
Maybe it's you covered with bandages and tubes.
Maybe next time we can send you a telegram. "Get ready for the right hook."
Maybe you can catch on with another team. I only have one spot for the playoffs.
Maybe you can play for the Tallahassee Warthogs next year, boy.
Medicine Hat
More of Mr Frazier's embroidery.
My big goal in life is to do the ice at Madison Square Garden.
My brother and I got used to her being gone, but I don't think my old man has.
My mom used to think we were crazy.
My mom's still there. She's remarried to some jerk.
New uniforms for the playoffs?
Next player penalty, Hamilton.
No guts, Murray, eh?
No nerve damage.
No, no! Don't!
No, thank you.
No.
No. I think he's gonna... bolt!
Nothing to it. Just like zipping up your pants.
Now everybody wants a 20 year no cut contract and a second home in Bora Bora.
Now!
Number 20, Carl Racki.
Number nine, Derek Sutton, and number ten, Dean Youngblood.
O Canada!
Of course.
OK?
OK.
OK.
On an assist from number ten, Dean Youngblood.
On defence, Brown and...
One period left. One period away from winning it all
Or losing to these hackers with their shit eating grins and wrestling tactics,
Or maybe it's you, Dean.
Or play hockey for 20,000 people at Madison Square Garden?
Our home and native land!
Our own Thunder Bay Bombers!
Pardon me rich jerk.
Penalty against Hamilton, number two, Duane Hewitt.
Press hard, Derek, it's really dull.
Pretty good, huh?
Pretty good. Next year we'll have you doing transplants.
Put Racki across from him.
Racki blindsided you.
Racki's brutal even for this league.
Really? I don't follow hockey.
Right next to the penalty box so you could be near your old man.
Right. I'll show you your room, Dean.
Rossini, take Youngblood out.
Save some of that for the ice, huh?
Scored 92 goals this year so far for the Stanton Flyers.
Scores!
Scoring again for the Mustangs, with only ten seconds left in regulation time,
Scoring at 13:57 of the final period, with only three seconds left in the game,
Scoring for Hamilton, number ten, Dean Youngblood, unassisted.
Scoring for the Thunder Bay Bombers, number 20, Carl Racki,
Scoring for Thunder Bay, his first goal in a Bomber uniform,
Scratched from tonight's roster, the following players:
Second row.
Settle this family squabble some other time.
She do it to me last night.
She do it to me last year.
Shh!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit. Excuse me.
Shoot it in!
Show me something. Come on, kid, show me something. Come on, kid.
Sit down and shut up, lard ass!
So hit me.
So how many goals did you score last year?
So let's go. Jordy, take centre for Sutton.
So what else you got, Pop?
So what happened?
So you could come back and whine about hard luck stories.
So, anyway, Murray bought me this kit and told me to learn.
So, bottoms up?
So, did old lady McGill catch you before or after you put the puck in the net?
So, does little boom boom have a crush on her?
Sometimes I don't know whether I'm running a boarding house or a hospital.
Sometimes I wonder if players today have it in here.
Sometimes us old farts aren't so smart.
Son of a bitch!
Sounds like a pretty good reason.
Square off. Keep your sticks down on the ice.
St Louis, Detroit, Chicago, New York.
Start acting like one.
Start following hockey again.
Starting line ups for tonight's game. For the Mustangs...
Sure.
Sure.
Sutton. Careful out there. You'll get your hair messed up.
Take your best shot, Youngblood.
Thank God there is still a sport for middle sized white boys.
Thank you.
Thanks.
Thanks.
Thanks.
That man, he's fucking an animal.
That pipsqueak?
That'd have done Derek a lot of good. They're gonna kick Racki out anyway.
That's all you wanna do when you're growing up.
That's for sure.
That's it. Relax and enjoy the game.
That's Kelly's kid brother.
That's Kelly's kid brother.
That's right.
That's the match! Get the animal outta here!
The big mistake I made was letting Racki go.
The doctor is here. Scalpel.
The first month he stood beside me with a stopwatch.
The locker room is that way.
The momentum has shifted back to the Bombers, mounting another attack...
The most intimidating team in junior hockey.
The only thing better than a glass of beer is tea with Miss McGill.
The rest of you guys get to your benches.
The rookie setting up Sutton for his 93rd tally this year.
The series should be a classic, as the slick Mustangs face the Bombers,
Then you realise that it's more than just a game.
There we go.
There you go. Looking better.
There's no way. If you were so concerned about him, you should have stuck around.
There's nothing you could have done.
These are some of my boys.
They came to one of my games. They've got one spot open for their play offs.
They look like they've been skating together for years.
They put a plate in my head. It feels like I'm still on the ice.
They see 'em, they'll try to open you up again.
They used to try and beat the shit out of me instead.
They were unable to stage an offensive threat."
Think about when you're shaking their hands.
To sleep on.
To the game and getting out of this hick town.
To them, you're another wetback crossin' the border to play their game.
Too bad for you, cos you're it.
Treated like shit by a bunch of prima donna Canadians, get my nuts shaved...
True patriot love
Upper left hand corner. Goalie never moved.
Violators will be prosecuted. Thank you for your cooperation.
Wake up, superstar. This is junior hockey now. He'll sit out one game max.
Wanna go, pretty boy?
Want some milk and cookies or something? How about a little nap?
Watch your stick.
We all wanna play so bad.
We got this big pond on our farm.
We went to the bookstore. She bought me a book.
We'd stay out there all day long.
We'll start with Zeeny's line. Hewitt and Weber on defence.
We're in this together. You're a team, a family.
Well, in front of the theatre. We were there together. Separately.
Well, you're settling in, I see.
What about a shot of tequila?
What about Racki? What is this? A tryout for you, Hannah? You fucking blind?
What about you guys? How many goals did you score last year?
What are those for?
What do you think, Murray?
What does your mother think about all this?
What I wanna know is why you guys aren't in the Ice Follies?
What if it was you? Why don't you just quit?
What if you don't?
What makes you think you can get by me?
What?
What's so funny? I had to have surgery. I'll show you.
What's the matter? Leave your balls at home, Youngblood?
When they were bombed off the ice
When you were young. How old do you think you are?
Where you going?
Where'd you get these guys from, Ray? Mexico?
Where's that?
Why did you wait?
Why didn't you help me before?
Why don't you use that whistle?
Why don't you use these? You're missing a good game.
Why the hell doesn't he put him in?
Why?
Will be disqualified for the final game next week."
Will what?
With assist going to number 15.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise
Would you rather spread manure
Yeah, I got him.
Yeah, the doc seemed to know what he was doing.
Yeah, we're just fine. It's his first time.
Yeah!
Yeah?
Yeah. I did.
Yep, still mine.
Yep.
Yes?
Yo! Another round.
You better know so. This isn't some recreational hockey league.
You better stay alongside of the boards or you're gonna get run over.
You can learn to punch in the barn, but you gotta learn to survive on the ice.
You can't get a CAT scan in that rock bottom town.
You crazy, Hannah? There's three seconds left. Is that a call?
You don't want stitches in Thunder Bay.
You fuck!
You get a cap, it'll look as good as new.
You gonna watch?
You got ten!
You got two chances of winning this argument slim and none. Get in there.
You gotta be able to keep your balance, hold a guy off, maybe take a few punches.
You gotta play it according to their rules.
You gotta understand, they got us by the balls, Deaner.
You guys got a pen or...?
You heard me. Right now. And no pucks. Contact drill.
You just want someone to pass you the puck.
You know what Gordie Howe's bonus was when he signed?
You know, Dean,
You know, your dad benched me.
You look like shit.
You must be one of Murray's boys.
You oughta spend a Saturday night in Stanton sometime.
You son of a bitch.
You take the one with the moustache.
You think Derek would have hopped a bus home if you cracked your skull open?
You two all right?
You wanna be able to look them dead in the eye, not down at their skates.
You wanna come in?
You wanna go back to the farms? And the mills and the mines?
You wanna practise now?
You wanna spend the rest of the night in the locker room, keep it up.
You wanna win?
You were lucky to win. Ten minutes and they would have turned it around.
You wouldn't have made it anyway. All you could do was fight.
You'd have had the rest of the series to make Racki pay.
You'll be lucky if you're drafted by the Tallahassee Warthogs.
You're a scratch, or didn't you hear? You walked off the team. You're through.
You're my Junior A hockey team.
You're not on the ice in five minutes, you're off the team.
You're on your own.
You're sure you don't want me to walk you home?
You're tougher than that. You know it, I know it.
Youngblood and Sutton.
Youngblood moves into the Toronto zone. He's really showing some speed.
Youngblood, take left wing on Sutton's line.
Youngblood, take left wing.
Youngblood!
Your eyes are better than mine. Once I get it threaded, I'm OK.
15 goals, 22 assists and whoo! 378 minutes in penalties!
17. If I don't sign a pro contract in the next couple of years, I'm through.
78, huh?
78.
"And my best friend's not feeling well." He's half dead, you asshole!
(Dean) So, you can skate. (guard) Damn kids.
(Maureen) I don't see anything. No, I guess not.
(player) Eat him up, Derek. Go get him, Sutton.
(player) Mad butcher of Hamilton. Oh.
All right! All right, Dean!
Are you OK? Let's go, Hewitt. You got five for slash.
Back! I'm open! Take it in!
Bed's a little creaky. Tell me about it. I use it every night.
Cold. What?
Come on! Up and down! Get the little runt!
Derek wouldn't be in the hospital. So maybe it's Racki in the hospital.
Do what? Take you out.
Do what? Take you out.
Don't hang 'em up. Put 'em on. (all protest)
Don't tell me when to pass the puck. You want me to slow down for you?
For what? Penalty shot, Hamilton.
Good book? Great writer.
Good to see you. Hi.
He scores! Way to go, Youngblood!
He's just a smart ass kid. We all were... for the first week.
He's outta here. Pup.
He's so goddamn small. He'll grow.
Here. Heavy.
I already shaved. When? Last week?
I can't stand the sight of blood. Unless it's your own, right?
I guess I do. She is a fox.
I kicked his ass all over the rink. But you're not as fast as he is.
I saw every game last year. I missed just one. That's cos I was sick.
I scored 30. Yeah? What about you?
I'm gonna carve you up, Racki. All right, settle down.
I'm not coming off. The game's over.
I'm ready. Oh, yeah?
It's a nice room. It's not bad.
Jesus Christ. Ambulance.
Keep your head up, prick. Look where the puck is, asshole.
Ladies, hi. Hi.
Learn to take a drink, man. Fuck, I'm sorry.
Let me at him! (Dean) I'm waiting, Racki.
Let's go. Come on, tough guy.
Look at him. He's goin' for it.
Looks good for about six. (player) Six? Come on, ten.
Maybe I made a mistake about you. I don't think so.
New York. Yeah.
None. None? Why not?
Not right now, please. Maybe after a few more drinks.
Open your goddamn eyes. He tripped over his legs.
Scalpel. Scalpel.
Shaving cream. Shaving cream.
Spread manure. You candy ass!
Stay down. Stay down.
Still hurt? No.
Sutton, come on off the bench. I got a regular shift.
Take a shower, Hewitt! Fuck off!
Thanks a lot. Thanks a lot, Mr Youngblood.
That's nice. Sit down.
The one who's gonna sew my eye. You're looking at him.
There's too much work to be done here. Dad, I can't wait any more.
They'll never catch me. They'll catch you.
This'll hurt me more than it'll hurt you. Yeah, right.
Three blind mice. Yeah.
Want some popcorn? Sure.
What are you calling? Penalty shot.
What stick? If they wanna fight, let 'em go.
What's going on here? We met at the theatre.
What's your name, honey? Excuse me.
Where's down there? The city.
Where's the doc? What doc?
Who? Miss McGill? Fuck you.
Who's winning? Mustangs.
Why do you think I'll go out with you? Cos your old man doesn't want you to.
Why do you think I'll go out with you? Cos your old man doesn't want you to.
Yeah. You sure?
Yo! Two Bloody Marys! Tequila once again for the second time!
You mean maim Racki? Why not? He deserved it.
You need me. Think it's that easy?
You pulled him down from behind. He took a dive.
You're goin' nowhere! On the table.
You're real coordinated. I'll play for New York someday.
"All I ever wanted to do was play hockey."
"And the coach, the coach isn't fair."
"But the guys on the other team are real mean."
"It was ruled the defence man Duane Hewitt of the Mustangs
"League officials announced the suspension of a player."
"Mad Dog" Murray Chadwick.
"Mustangs ran into a Pearl Harbor of sorts last night at the home rink,
"The Bombers intimidated the Mustangs from the drop of the puck,
"Without injured star Derek Sutton and rookie Dean Youngblood,
("Get Ready" by Diana Ross and the Supremes on radio)
(all mumble) No.
(bed springs creak)
(bell rings)
(bell rings)
(blows whistle)
(Bombers' coach) Chadwick, quit stalling.
(cheering and whistling)
(Derek) Let him in, Coach.
(Frazier) Easy.
(giggling)
(hairdryer buzzes)
(hums along to radio)
(Jessie) Stop it!
(Jessie) Stop it!
(Kelly) Hamilton Arena.
(Kelly) Now, there's one thing you're gonna have to learn.
(laughter)
(laughter)
(man) Hey, goddammit! Watch it!
(man) Hey, kids, cut it out. Come on.
(Miss McGill) Dean!
(Miss McGill) One, two, three...
(Murray singing)
(Murray) Another animal for their zoo.
(Murray) Let's see who wants it!
(Murray) Sutton, Harris and Lynch. Go!
(music stops)
(opponent) I got him!
(PA) Let's hear a warm welcome for the visiting team, the Thunder Bay Bombers.
(PA) Scoring for the Hamilton Mustangs, number nine, Derek Sutton,
(player) Back to the pond, rookie!
(player) Come on, ref! Drop it!
(player) Go get him, killer.
(player) Yeah, a nurse's uniform.
(players) Ooh!
(Ray) We're only looking for one player.
(referee) Come on, take it easy.
(rock music)
(screams)
(siren)
(spectator) Hewitt, learned how to skate yet?
(whistle blows)
(whistle)
(whistle)
(whistle)