JIMMY: "How u doin Maury?" WILLS: "You know, they say light-skinned negroes are far more intelligent than dark-skinned ones." JIMMY: "lol did u juss say negrow?" WILLS: "Man, shut the fuck up and smile for the camera, you tar-black gap-toothed mother fucker!" JIMMY: "Wow racist, or something."
Dre: Hey Chad. Great to see you. Welcome back to LA. Everything OK? Looking forward to facing you Tuesday. Tin Man: Hey Dre. Aw, thanks man. Feeling great. Looking forward to battling that lineup. Dre: It should be a breeze. Tin Man: What? Seriously? Dre: Oh man. No sweat. All we need are a couple of base runners and you'll crumble within five innings. Tin Man: Ha ha. You think so bkitch? Dre: I'd bet my life on it. Tin Man: What makes you so sure? Dre: The doctor gave you a new ligament. No one said shit about a fkucking heart. Tin Man: (walks away slowly.... I hate this fucking place) SVS:
MATTINGLY: "Hey Rick, tell Frias to warm up." HONEYCUTT: "Um, he's on the DL." MATTINGLY: "What? When? Okay, never mind, get League up." HONEYCUTT: "Yeah, he was DFA'd then released." MATTINGLY: "Fuck, how do I not know this shit?!!!" HONEYCUTT: "How indeed..." MATTINGLY: "Whatever, tell Ryu he's starting Saturday and McCarthy Sunday." HONEYCUTT: "I hate my job."
ROLLINS: "Tommy, I need your help." LASORDA: "What do you need Jimmy?" ROLLINS: "That asshat Mattingly keeps calling me Dee." LASORDA: "What?" ROLLINS: "I mean, how the fuck can he confuse me with Dee Gordon." LASORDA: "That makes no fucken sense." ROLLINS: "Right?" LASORDA: "I mean, Dee's a really good player and you suck Alpaca choad." ROLLINS: "Beginning to wish I stayed in Philly." LASORDA: "You're not the only one, meat."
KID: "Will you hit a home run for me tonight Andre?" DRE: "Ain't playing tonight kid." KID: "Okay, how about tomorrow?" DRE: "Tell you what... have your Mom come to my hotel after the game and we'll work on it." KID: "Huh, what?" DRE: "Hurry up punk, my dick ain't gonna suck itself!"
GIRL: "Hey Mom, Andre said I could get a job with the Dodgers as a fluffer!" DRE: "Gotta start somewhere, bkitch."
BOLSINGER: "Hey Nuke, any advice?" NEWCOMBE: "If I wuz you, I'd bang as many white bitches as you could." BOLSINGER: "Come on Don, I'm married." NEWCOMBE: "Sounds more like u a faggot."
A.J.: "Okay, who wants to learn how to hit from a real MLB hitter?" KID: "Great, who is it? Joc? Adrian? Puig???" A.J.: "Real fucken funny. I meant from me." ALL::lolup: A.J.: "FML."
KID: "Hey do you think I could manage the Dodgers?" DBB: "Sure, someday. Just keep plugging away and..." KID: "Not someday, I meant tonight you idiot. Cuz you fucken suck at it."
Dum Dum: I'm looking forward to tonight Honey. Zack will get a little closer to Orel's record. Going to be a big night. Honeycutt: After this trip. I quit.