:26:00
All right, here we go.
Stay back. Relax.
:26:02
Quick bat.
:26:05
Foul ball!
:26:10
Throw that shit again, Meat.
Throw that weak-ass shit again.
:26:15
Okay, get close.
You got it. One more, baby.
:26:19
He's gonna throw the deuce now.
:26:22
He's gotta waste one.
:26:24
Stay back and wipe that
silly grin off his face.
:26:27
Come on. Bring it.
:26:30
Jesus Christ!
:26:31
What the hell was that?
:26:33
What goes around,
comes around.
:26:35
Son of a bitch throws hard.
:26:39
lt's okay, Crash.
You take it easy, honey.
:26:44
All right, one and two.
You can eat this shit. Relax.
:26:48
Annie.
:26:51
Who's this Annie?
:26:52
Jesus, get out of the box, idiot.
Where's your head?
:26:55
Get the broad
outta your head!
:26:57
Time-out!
:27:01
Give me a rag.
:27:05
Get a hit, Crash.
:27:08
Shut up.
:27:17
All right, you've seen
all his pitches.
:27:19
You've seen them all.
:27:21
Shorten up, Crash.
Bring me the gas, kid.
:27:30
Quick bat.
:27:32
Strike!
:27:38
Scotty, baby,
take this to Crash.
:27:42
Folks, we have
a little lost girl up here.
:27:46
Says her name is Lana Ann Baker.
:27:49
- She'll be waiting...
- lt's for Crash.
:27:51
at the ticket box
for her daddy, Cedar Baker.
:27:53
Cedar, come get
your little girl.
:27:55
- What?
- From Annie.
:27:58
Read it.