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Spike Nolan: Monty, this is Hackensack, NJ. No scout comes here, you understand that. Trains are going through the outfield right now. But you strike this guy out, I'll take you with me tonight and get you drunk, that's a promise.
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[On night 29, Angela Drake is calculating all the expenses and finds that Monty had spent the remaining $38,000 on the big party in the Plaza Hotel's Grand Ballroom; Brewster walks into the room to see the inevitable]
Monty Brewster: Hi. I thought I'd find you here. Listen, since Warren's not around, I... thought maybe I can escort you to the party.
Angela Drake: Monty, I'm real sorry about you retiring from baseball. I know how much it meant to you.
Monty Brewster: That's all right. I mean, it happens to everyone sooner or later. It's the nature of the game.
Angela Drake: Yeah. Well... I don't think there's anything left here for me to add up, so I guess this is goodbye.
Monty Brewster: Goodbye? Don't you wanna go to the party?
Angela Drake: Oh, no. I couldn't stand another one. If you wanna know the truth, I don't see what could you possibly be celebrating unless you think it's okay to squander thirty million dollars.
Monty Brewster: I don't. I just think maybe it was a phase I was going through.
[Angela, about to turn cross, starts to walk away]
Monty Brewster: Listen, tomorrow, things will be different. I won't be like this anymore.
Angela Drake: [turns cross] Come tomorrow, you are dead broke. It's all over. You don't even have a job playing baseball anymore. And what do you do? You throw a party with last thirty-eight thousand!
Monty Brewster: Listen to me. I pissed off so much money, I figured, what difference does $38,000 make?
Angela Drake: [angry] Oh, how dare you. That's more money than a lot of hard-working people earn in a year! You better get your values together because you're gonna need them.
Monty Brewster: [frustated] Why don't wait until tomorrow and then you'll know what this is all about.
Angela Drake: [furious] Just forget it, okay? And I hope you have fun at that party 'cause it all you got left!
[Angela, very upset, storms out of the room and slams the door behind him]
Monty Brewster: I love you.
Alan Autry
Extended Reading
