Varsity Blues1999

Tweeder:
[a trainer is about to administer a shot to Wendell's knee] Hey coach, I heard a pop. I... you know, I think he's hurt pretty bad.

Coach Kilmer:
Get outta here! Y'all wouldn't know anything about it! Dedication, team play!

Lance:
[bursting in on crutches] But I would. Don't do it, Wendell... it's not worth it, man.

Coach Kilmer:
You gonna listen to that from a gimp... who's praying that we lose so he can be the missing link?

Wendell:
Maybe I shouldn't do it.

Coach Kilmer:
[to the rest of the players] Get the hell outta here...

Lance:
[to Wendell] Don't do it.

Coach Kilmer:
...before I lose my temper! [grabs Lance] Get out!

Tweeder:
Don't do it.

Billy Bob:
That needle goes anywhere near Wendell's leg, I swear to God, on my mother's grave, I will rip your arms off and beat you to death with them!

Coach Kilmer:
[shocked] You stay the hell outta this, Billy Bob! This has nothing to do with you!

Mox:
This has to do with all of us. We kill ourselves for you. Year round, we play hurt, we play sick, and we spend most of that time scared that we're gonna screw up and you're gonna kick our ass because you... [Kilmer attempts to close the door in Mox's face, but Mox stops it] ...don't really give a f*** about us! All you care about is your next district title.

Coach Kilmer:
[to the trainer, at halftime in the trainer's room, with Wendell on the table] Give him the shot!

Mox:
If you give him that shot, you can find yourself another f***ing quarterback.

Coach Kilmer:
You about ready to lose that scholarship, boy?

Mox:
If it keeps that needle out of his leg? Absolutely.

Coach Kilmer:
Good.

Mox:
F*** it, I'm out.

Coach Kilmer:
That's good! That's good! Finally! Tweeder, you take the snaps.

Tweeder:
No, I won't. I'm out, Coach.

Coach Kilmer:
What did you say?

Tweeder:
I'm with them.

Mox:
The only way we're going back out on that field is without you.