Smalls:
You don't understand! That wasn't my ball!
Squints:
[shocked] What do you mean, that wasn't your ball?
Smalls:
It was my stepdad's. I stole it from his trophy room. It was a present or something. Somebody gave it to him, but we gotta to get it back. He's gonna kill me!
Squints:
Listen to me, Smalls. This is a matter of life and death. Where did your old man get that ball?
Smalls:
What? I don't know. Some lady gave it to him. Why? [the Sandlot kids gets confused] Yeah, she even signed her name on it. Some lady named... Ruth. Baby Ruth.
Everyone else:
BABE RUTH?!
[Everyone screams in horror and darts toward the fence]
Ham:
NO!!!
[Everyone rushes back to Smalls screaming after seeing the ball getting taken by the beast.]
Smalls:
Hey, guys! What's going on?
Kenny:
The beast got it!
Timmy:
You're dead as a doornail, Smalls.
Tommy:
You're dead as a doornail, Smalls.
Timmy:
Smalls, you mean to tell me you went home and swiped a ball that was signed by Babe Ruth, and you brought it out here and actually played with it?!
Tommy:
And actually played with it?!
Smalls:
Yeah. Yeah, but I was gonna put back.
Squints:
But it was signed by Babe Ruth!
Smalls:
Yeah. Yeah. You keep telling me that! Who is she?!
Ham:
[shocked] What?! What?!
Kenny:
The sultan of swat!
Bertram:
The king of crash.
Timmy:
The colossus of clout!
Tommy:
The colossus of clout!
The Sandlot Kids:
Babe Ruth!
Ham:
[emphatically] The Great Bambino!
Smalls:
[in shock and horror] Oh, my God! You mean that's the same guy?!
Everyone else:
Yes!
Benny:
Smalls, Babe Ruth was the greatest baseball player that ever lived. I mean, people said he was less than a god, but more than a man. Like, Hercules, or something. That ball you just aced to The Beast is worth...well, more than your whole life, man.
Smalls:
[nauseated] Ohh. I don't feel so good. [collapses to his knees]
The Sandlot Kids:
[simultaneously concerned] Uh-oh, fan him. Give him air. Give him air. [fanning Smalls]
Smalls:
We gotta get that ball back.