Remember the Titans

Blue Stanton:
Does the term "cruel and unusual punishment" mean anything to you?

Coach Yoast:
I think this is a very good time for prayer and reflection...

Bertier:
Coach, I'm hurt. I'm not dead.

Coach Boone:
Are your parents here?

Bertier:
Yes.

Coach Boone:
Good.

Coach Boone:
You take one last good look at her. Cause once you step on that bus you aint got your mama anymore. You got your brothers and you got your daddy. You know who your daddy is, doncha? Gary, if you want to play on this football team, you answer me when I ask you who is your daddy? Who's your daddy, Gary? Who's your daddy?

Bertier:
You.

Coach Boone:
And who's team is this, Gary?Is this your team? Or is this your daddy's team?

Bertier:
Yours.

Coach Boone:
Now get on the bus. Put on your jacket first and get on the bus.

Sheryl Yoast:
Y'all are acting like a bunch of sissies! Quit it!

Bertier:
What do you want man?

Ronnie "Sunshine" Bass:
You know what I want.

Bertier:
Hey Julius I was thinking we could...

Ronnie "Sunshine" Bass:
He's taking a shower

Bertier:
What do you want?

Ronnie "Sunshine" Bass:
You know what I want

Jerry 'Rev' Harris:
There's too much male bonding in here

Bertier:
Enough!

Big Ju:
What is going on here?

Bertier:
He kissed me!

Bertier:
Listen, I'm Gary, you're Julius. Let's just get some particulars and get this over with.

Big Ju:
Particulars? Man, no matter what I tell you, you ain't neva gonna know nothing about me.

Bertier:
Listen, I ain't running any more of these three-a-days

Big Ju:
Well, what I got to say you really don't wanna hear 'cuz honesty ain't too high upon your people priorities.

Bertier:
Honesty? You want honesty? Honestly, I think you're nothing. Nothing but a pure waste of God-given talent. You don't listen to nobody man. Not even Doc or Boone. Shiver push on the line everytime and you blow right past 'em. Push 'em, pull 'em. do something. You can't run over everyone in this league and everytime you do you leave one of your teammates hanging out to dry, me in particular?

Big Ju:
Why should I give a hoot about you? Huh? Or anyone else out there? You wanna talk about the ways you the captain?

Bertier:
Right.

Big Ju:
You got a job?

Bertier:
I got a job.

Big Ju:
You been doing you're job?

Bertier:
I been doing my job.

Big Ju:
Then why don't you tell your white buddies to block for Rev better because they have not blocked for him worth a blood nickel, and you know it! Nobody plays. Yourself included. I'm supposed to wear myself out for the team? What team? Nah, nah what I'm gonna do is look out for myself and I'ma get mine.

Bertier:
See man, thats the worst attitude I eva heard.

Big Ju:
Attitude reflect leadership, captain.

Ronnie "Sunshine" Bass:
I didn't hear it... swear to God!

Nurse:
Only kin's allowed in here.

Bertier:
Alice, are you blind? Don't you see the family resemblance? That's my brother.

Bertier:
Left side!

Big Ju:
Strong Side!

Bertier:
Left side!

Big Ju:
Strong Side!

Bertier:
Left side!

Big Ju:
Strong Side!

Big Ju:
Why should I give a hoot about you?

Coach Boone:
Petey how many feet are in a mile? How many?

Petey Jones:
I dunno.

Coach Boone:
5,280! And you will take this ball and run every single one of them! Your killing me Petey! Your killing me!

Coach Boone:
We will be perfect in every aspect. You drop a pass, you run a mile. You miss a blocking assignment, you run a mile. You make a fumble, i will break my foot off in you John Brown hind parts and then you will run a mile. Perfection.

Coach Yoast:
You make sure they remember, FOREVER, the night they played the Titans!

Coach Boone:
This is no democracy. It is a dictatorship. I am the law.

Coach Boone:
This is where they fought the battle of Gettysburg. Fifty thousand men died right here on this field, fighting the same fight that we are still fighting among ourselves today. This green field right here, painted red, bubblin' with the blood of young boys. Smoke and hot lead pouring right through their bodies. Listen to their souls, men. I killed my brother with malice in my heart. Hatred destroyed my family. You listen, and you take a lesson from the dead. If we don't come together right now on this hallowed ground, we too will be destroyed, just like they were. I don't care if you like each other of not, but you will respect each other. And maybe... I don't know, maybe we'll learn to play this game like men.

Coach Boone:
I'm not gonna talk to you tonight about winnin' and losin'. You're already winners 'cause you didn't kill each other up at camp.

Coach Boone:
According to Greek mythology, the Titans were greater even than the gods. They ruled their universe with absolute power! Well that football field out there tonight, that's our universe. Let's rule it like Titans!

Blue Stanton:
Coach we need a water break, we been out here all day!

Coach Boone:
What did you say?

Blue Stanton:
Said, we need a water break.

Coach Boone:
A water break? Water is for cowards. Water makes you weak. Water is for washing blood off that uniform and you don't get no blood on my uniform, boy you must be outside you mind! We are going to up-downs, until Blue is no longer tired, and thirsty.

Coach Boone:
Now I may be a mean cuss. But I'm the same mean cuss with everybody out there on that football field. I don't give a damn about how sensitive these kids are, especially the black kids. You ain't doin' these kids a favor by patronizing them. You crippling them; You crippling them for life.

Coach Boone:
I don't scratch my head unless it itches and I don't dance unless I hear some music. I will not be intimidated. That's just the way it is.

Older Sheryl:
People say that it can't work, black and white; well here we make it work, everyday. We have our disagreements, of course, but before we reach for hate, always, always, we remember the Titans.

Coach Boone:
You look like a bunch of fifth grade sissies after a cat fight! You got anger, that's good you're gonna need it, you got aggression that's even better you're gonna need that, too. But any little two year old child can throw a fit! Football is about controlling that anger, harnessing that aggression into a team effort to achieve perfection!

Sheryl Yoast:
Coach Boone, you did a good job up here. You ran a tough camp from what I can see.

Coach Boone:
Well I'm very happy to have the approval of a 5 year old.

Sheryl Yoast:
I'm 9 and a half, thank you very much.

Coach Boone:
Why don't you get this little girl, some pretty dolls or something coach?

Coach Yoast:
I've tried. She loves football.

Bertier:
I love you, sugar.

Sheryl Yoast:
In Virginia, high school football is a way of life, it's bigger than Christmas day. My daddy coached in Alexandria, he worked so hard my momma left him, but I stayed with coach, he needed me on that field.

Coach Boone:
I'm a winner. I'm going to win.

Petey Jones:
Why the clouds, Sunshine?

Emma:
No, Gerry. They're always gonna hate us.

Gerry:
I don't want to play with any of these black animals.

gerry i just dont know anymore im confused do you accept me like i know i have different colour skin but im still a person.

dezzz nuts haha got em

XD

Coach Boone:
I click circles for a living

Gerry [to Julius]

‘Honestly your nothing.’

[Coach Boone is motivating his team as they do intense physical exercise]

Coach Boone:
What are you?

Team:
Mobile, agile, hostile!

Coach Boone:
What is pain?

Team:
French bread!

Coach Boone:
What is fatigue?

Team:
Army clothes!

Coach Boone:
[Puts his hand to his ear] Will-you-ever-quit?

Team:
[shouts] NO! We want some mo'! We want some mo'! We want some mo'!

Coach Boone:
What, you say your name was Jerry?

Bertier:
[annoyed] Gerry.

Coach Boone:
No, you must have said Jerry, like Lewis, [to Ray] which would make you Dean Martin, right? [to a crowd of people including Gerry's mother] Ladies and gentlemen! I've got an announcement to make. We got Jerry Lewis, and Dean Martin going to camp with us this year. Jerry tells the jokes, Dean sings the songs and gets the girl. Let's give em a round of applause. [Boone claps]

Coach Boone:
Where's your folk's, Gerry? Parents, are they here? Where are they?

Bertier:
[points to his mother in the crowd] That's my mother.

Coach Boone:
That's your momma?

Bertier:
Mm-hmm.

Coach Boone:
Very nice. How are you? Take a good look at her. Cause once you get on that bus, you ain't got no momma no more. You got your brothers on the team, and you got your daddy and you know who your daddy is, don't you? [Gerry says nothing] Gerry, if you wanna play on this football team, you answer me when I ask you, who is your daddy? Who's your daddy, Gerry? Who's your daddy?

Bertier:
You.

Coach Boone:
Ah-hah. And whose team is this? Is this your team or is this your daddy's team?

Bertier:
Yours.

Coach Boone:
Mm-hmm. Get on the bus. Put your jacket on first and get on the bus.

[Gerry walks to the bus and puts his jacket on]

Coach Boone:
[to Ray] Dean? Fix that tie, son.

Bertier:
[lying down on bed, looking at a poster of the Black Power salute that Julius is putting up.] I ain't looking at that for two weeks man. Take it down.

Julius:
Well, you can close your eyes for two weeks for all I care. Why don't you look at your wall and I'll look at mine.

Bertier:
[getting up] I'll look wherever I want to, and I don't wanna be looking at that for two weeks.

Julius:
Then you better use your X-ray vision, Superman, and look right through it, cause it ain't coming down.

[fight breaks out after Bertier forces the poster down]

Alan:
[opens door, and shouts] FIGHT! [white and black players join in the melee]

[Bertier notices an Army officer and his son approaching the coaches]

Bertier:
Hey fellas! Look at that fruitcake!

Coach Yoast:
Gerry, just keep your mouth shut and get back on that field!

Col. Bass:
Coach Boone, I'm Colonel Bass. We just got transferred here from Huntington Beach, California. This is my son, Ronnie, he's a quarterback.

Coach Boone:
[shakes Sunshine's hand] How you doin' Ronnie?

Ronnie Bass:
Coach Yoast.

Coach Yoast:
[shakes Sunshine's hand as well] My pleasure.

Coach Boone:
We're pretty set at the, uh, quarterback, colonel. But if your boy's any good, you might want to check out Wilson or Annandale.

Col. Bass:
Well, I met Coach Taber. He won't let blacks play on his team. The way I see it, if these boys can fight a war together, they can play football together. Now, he's a pretty good runner...

[Sunshine throws football towards Gerry, who is standing at the other end of the field. The football hits Gerry square in the back. He turns around, angrily]

Julius:
[laughing hysterically] Yeah, a fruitcake, huh?

[Coaches Boone and Yoast argue about the harassment by racist residents]

Coach Yoast:
This is about setting a good example for our boys and the community.

Coach Boone:
I don't scratch my head 'til it itches, and I don't dance until I hear some music, I will not be intimidated. That's just the way it is.

Coach Yoast:
You want to carry your sinful pride to your grave, that's your business, but when your sins endanger on my little girl, it becomes mine.

Coach Boone:
My sins? You think my sins had something to do with what happened last night? I'm sorry about what happened to your daughter, I really am, but maybe you've got a small taste of what my girl has gone through. [Yoast is silent] Welcome to my life, Yoast.

[Gerry Bertier has a word with Coach Boone after a missed block has led to a season-ending injury to the teams (black) starting QB]

Coach Boone:
What's on your mind, son?

Gerry Bertier:
I want Ray off the team, coach.

Boone:
You know my policy.

Bertier:
I do coach, and I respect it, but I know [looks at Ray] Ray missed that block on purpose. Sometimes you just got to cut a man loose.

Boone:
[considers] Well, you're the captain. You make your decision, but you support that decision.

[Yoast realizes the Hall of Fame board have fixed the game against the Titans]

Coach Yoast:
[to referee] I know all about it, Titus.

Referee:
What are you talking about, Bill?

Coach Yoast:
You call this game fair, or I'm going to the papers. I don't care if I go down with you. But before God, I swear I'll see every last one of you thrown in jail.

Referee:
You dig your own grave.

Coach Yoast:
[Smiles] All right. DEFENSE, ON ME! [huddles players; to Petey] Petey, don't you go on the strong side.

Petey Jones:
Coach they're calling a holding penalty on me every time-

Coach Yoast:
Did I ask for your excuses? You wanna act like a star, you'd better give me a star effort, do you hear me? [Petey leaves] Forget about him. Allan, you're in, come on. All right now, I don't want them to gain another yard. YOU BLITZ ALL NIGHT!! If they cross the line of scrimmage, I'm gonna take every last one of you out! You make sure they remember, FOREVER, the night they played the Titans! [players cheer and get back to the field] LEAVE NO DOUBT!

[Coach Yoast counsels an injured Gerry Bertier]

Coach Yoast:
Well, Gerry I think this is a time for reflection, for prayer...

Bertier:
Coach, I'm hurt. I ain't dead.

Coach Yoast:
[smiles] No, no you're not.

Bertier:
You know, I've been reading on activities for people in wheelchairs and such...[Smiles] They've got Olympics.

hey bruvvard, maybe stop being a monkey and do something or im finna vibe check yo ass

*jumps from counter*

"IM GAYYYYYY"

ill eat your ass if you dont make that play m8

N*GGER MONKEY PUNJAB BOONE MONGREL

baboon boone

*Lady with wig*

BREAKING NEWS BRISCOES IS HAVING A SALE!!!

Pope Francis is very hot!

Thicc Baboons Dominate the Field

Petey Jones is Jewish

I am obese chicken nugget

Coach Boone:
Alright, listen up! I'm Coach Boone. I'm going to tell you all about how much fun you're going to have this season. We leave for camp, Gettysburg College, August 15th, 7:29 am! If you report at 7:30, you will not be playing football this season; you will be watching. You will wear a jacket, shirt, and tie! If you don't have one, buy one. If you can't afford one, then borrow one from your old man. If you don't have an old man, then find a drunk, trade him for his. Cause I can guarantee you, there isn't a bum on the street that looks as raggedy and ridiculous as what I'm looking at right now. This is no democracy! It is a dictatorship! I am the law! If you survive camp, you will be on the team. If you survive.