The Voice: If you build it, he will come.
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The Voice: If you build it, he will come.
Ray Kinsella: This is my corn. You people are guests in my corn.
Where did all of these baseball players come from?
Ray Kinsella: The only thing we had in common was that she was from Iowa, and I had once heard of Iowa.
Karin Kinsella: Daddy, there is a man on your lawn.
Ray Kinsella: It's okay, honey. I... I was just talking to the cornfield.
Ray Kinsella: What you grinning at, you ghost?
Annie Kinsella: All right, Beulah, do you want to step outside?
Mark: When did these ballplayers get here?
Mark: You build a baseball field, and you sit here, and stare at NOTHING.
Annie Kinsella: At least he is not a book-burner, you Nazi cow.
Ray Kinsella: I'm pitching to Shoeless Joe Jackson...
Ray Kinsella: I have just created something totally illogical.
Annie Kinsella: Ray! He's my favorite writer too, but what's Terence Mann got to do with baseball?
The Voice: If you build it, he will come.
Ray Kinsella: This is my corn. You people are guests in my corn.
Shoeless Joe Jackson: Hey, rookie! You were good.
Ray Kinsella: The only thing we had in common was that she was from Iowa, and I had once heard of Iowa.
Karin Kinsella: Daddy, there is a man on your lawn.
Mark: Where did all of these baseball players come from?
Ray Kinsella: What you grinning at, you ghost?
Ray Kinsella: Don't we need a catcher? Shoeless Joe Jackson: Not if you get it near the plate we don't.
Ray Kinsella: Fifty years ago, for five minutes you came within... y-you came this close. It would KILL some men to get so close to their dream and not touch it. God, they'd consider it a tragedy. Dr. Archibald "Moonlight" Graham: Son, if I'd only gotten to be a doctor for five minutes... now that would have been a tragedy.
Ray Kinsella: Where'd they come from? Shoeless Joe Jackson: Where did WE come from? You wouldn't believe how many guys wanted to play here. We had to beat 'em off with a stick. Archie Graham: Hey, that's Smokey Joe Wood. And Mel Ott. And Gil Hodges! Shoeless Joe Jackson: Ty Cobb wanted to play, but none of us could stand the son-of-a-bitch when we were alive, so we told him to stick it!
Ray Kinsella: The man wrote the best books of his generation. And he was a pioneer of the Civil Rights and the anti-war movement. I mean, he made the cover of Newsweek. He knew everybody. He did everything. And he helped shape his time. I mean, the guy hung out with The Beatles! But in the end, it wasn't enough. What he missed was baseball. Annie Kinsella: Oh, my God! Ray Kinsella: What? Annie Kinsella: As a small boy, he had a bat named Rosebud.
Terence Mann: Ray, there was a reason they chose me, just as there was a reason they chose you and this field. Ray Kinsella: Why? Terence Mann: I gave an interview. Ray Kinsella: What interview? What are you talking about? Terence Mann: The one about Ebbets Field. The one that charged you up and sent you all the way out to Boston to find me. Ray Kinsella: You lied to me. Terence Mann: Well, you were kidnapping me at the time, you big jerk! Ray Kinsella: Well, you lied to me! Terence Mann: You said your finger was a gun! Ray Kinsella: That's a good point. Terence Mann: Ray. Ray. Listen to me, Ray. Listen to me. There is something out there, Ray, and if I have the courage to go through with this, what a story it'll make: "Shoeless Joe Jackson Comes to Iowa".
Ray Kinsella: Are you Moonlight Graham? Dr. Archibald "Moonlight" Graham: No one's called me Moonlight Graham in fifty years.
Shoeless Joe Jackson: The first two were high and tight, so where do you think the next one's gonna be? Archie Graham: Well, either low and away, or in my ear. Shoeless Joe Jackson: He's not gonna wanna load the bases, so look low and away. Archie Graham: Right. Shoeless Joe Jackson: But watch out for in your ear.
Annie Kinsella: Terence Mann was a voice of reason during a time of great madness. Where others were chanting, "Burn, baby, burn", he was talking about love and peace and prosperity. He coined the phrase, "Make love, not war". I cherished every one of his books, and I dearly wish he had written some more. And if you experienced even a little bit of the sixties, you would feel the same way, too. Beulah: I *experienced* the sixties. Annie Kinsella: No, I think you had two fifties and moved right into the seventies.
Ray Kinsella: You've changed - you know that? Terence Mann: Yes - I suppose I have! How about this: "Peace, love, *dope*"? Now get the *hell* out of here!
Archie Graham: Hey, ump, how 'bout a warning? Clean-shaven Umpire: Sure, kid. Watch out you don't get killed.
Ray Kinsella: My name's Ray Kinsella. You used my father's name in one of your stories: John Kinsella. Terence Mann: You're seeing a whole team of psychiatrists, aren't you?
Mark: And who is this? Ray Kinsella: That's Terence Mann. Mark: Hi. How're you doing? I'm the Easter Bunny.
Terence Mann: Oh, my God. Ray Kinsella: What? Terence Mann: You're from the sixties. Ray Kinsella: Well, yeah, actually... Terence Mann: Out! Back to the sixties! Back! There's no place for you here in the future! Get back while you still can!
Ray Kinsella: My father's name was John Kinsella. It's an Irish name. He was born in North Dakota in 1896, and never saw a big city until he came back from France in 1918. He settled in Chicago, where he quickly learned to live and die with the White Sox. Died a little when they lost the 1919 World Series. Died a lot the following summer when eight members of the team were accused of throwing that series. He played in the minors for a year too, but nothing ever came of it. Moved to Brooklyn in '35, married Mom in '38. He was already an old man working at the naval yards when I was born in 1952. My name's Ray Kinsella. Mom died when I was three, and I suppose Dad did the best he could. Instead of Mother Goose, I was put to bed at night to stories of Babe Ruth, Lou Gehrig, and the great Shoeless Joe Jackson. Dad was a Yankees fan then, so of course I rooted for Brooklyn. But in '58, the Dodgers moved away, so we had to find other things to fight about. We did. And when it came time to go to college, I picked the farthest one from home I could find. This, of course, drove him right up the wall, which I suppose was the point. Officially, my major was English, but really it was the '60s. I marched, I smoked some grass, I tried to like sitar music, and I met Annie. The only thing we had in common was that she came from Iowa, and I had once heard of Iowa. After graduation, we moved to the Midwest and stayed with her family as long as we could... almost a full afternoon. Annie and I got married in June of '74. Dad died that fall. A few years later, Karin was born. She smelled weird, but we loved her anyway. Then Annie got the crazy idea that she could talk me into buying a farm. I'm thirty-six years old, I love my family, I love baseball, and I'm about to become a farmer. And until I heard the Voice, I'd never done a crazy thing in my whole life. Voice: If you build it, he will come.
Ray Kinsella: The Voice is back. Annie Kinsella: Oh, Lord. You're supposed to build a football field now?
Annie Kinsella: All right, Beulah, do you want to step outside?
Ray Kinsella: I did it all. I listened to the voices, I did what they told me, and not once did I ask what's in it for me. Shoeless Joe Jackson: What are you saying, Ray? Ray Kinsella: I'm saying, what's in it for me?
Annie Kinsella: At least he is not a book-burner, you Nazi cow.
Ray Kinsella: It's okay, honey. I... I was just talking to the cornfield.
