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[heavy breathing]

Voice shouting: Black, twenty two.

[heavy breathing]

Voice shouting: Black, twenty two!

[heavy breathing]

Voice shouting: Set!

[heavy thump]

[booming sounds]

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Coach Farris: Yeah.

You're name.

You Freddie?

Freddie, I'm guessing you never played football.

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Coach Farris: I want you to take a look at your buddies

down the bench.

Go on.

Now do you see any difference between you and them?

Coach Farris: Nothing?

Not a thing?

Coach Farris: What's your name, son?

Ashley: Ashley.

Coach Farris: Ashley?

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Coach Farris: Ashley.

Ashley, can you tell Freddie what's wrong?

Ashley: Your shoulder pads.

They go under your shirt.

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Coach Farris: It's going to be a long season.

Duncan: I loved that 1982 team.

Championship game was incredible.

I was on the sidelines.

And why can't we do that again?

Coach Powers: Do what?

Duncan: Win a championship.

You've won one, why not two?

Coach Powers: I've won two but who's counting...

Coach Farris: Coach just take over for a minute right?

Coach Burley: All right, you heard the coach.

Form two, two lines over there.

Duncan: Mr. Marshall agrees, together, we can do it.

Coach Powers: Weren't you going to get me a beverage

or something?

Duncan: Oh, yeah, I'll get your soda.

Did you say diet?

Coach Powers: No.

Duncan: No, of course not.

Stupid of me.

Diet!

Stupid!

I'll be right back!

Coach Farris: What was that?

Coach Powers: A pain in my neck, mainly.

Coach Farris: He teaches math over at the middle school.

Coach Powers: Yeah, well, he's the new Athletic Director now.

Coach Farris: You're kidding?

Coach Powers: I wish I was.

Coach Farris: Well, how in heck did that happen?

Coach Powers: Well, some bull about the board wanting

a football program succession plan.

Coach Farris: Huh.

Coach Powers: It doesn't hurt that his uncle's on the board.

Coach Burley: Quarterbacks, I don't need you to fire it.

Freddie, let's fix those pads.

Travis: Hi, I'm Travis.

Jerry: I'm Jerry.

Travis: Can you throw?

Jerry: Can you catch?

Coach Powers: They aim to replace me.

Coach Farris: What?

Are they firing you?

Coach Powers: No, Willard, I'm retiring.

They just want to name my successor.

What they don't realize is, I already know who

the next football coach at Corbin is going to be.

And I'm looking at him.

Coach Farris: Me?

Coach Powers: Willard, do you want to coach Pee Wee league

the rest of your life?

Coach Burley: I want you to go at about fifty percent,

just a little jog, okay.

Travis: Hut.

Coach Burley: Travis, that's too fast.

Other player: Ooh!

Other player: Wow!

Coach Burley: That'll do.

Coach Powers: Who're those boys?

Coach Farris: That's boy's name is Travis Freeman.

He's, um, Jerry Baker.

Coach Powers: Now those two boys were born to play football.

Coach Farris: Running backs and straight ahead,

you can run straight ahead, can't you?

Players: Yes sir!

Coach Farris: What's this play called?

Players: 23 Blast!

Coach Farris: Why do we call it that?

Players: The 2 back runs through the 3 hole!

Coach Farris: Alright, bring it in.

Red Hounds on three: One, two, three--

Players: Red Hounds!!

Coach Farris: All right, let's go.

Travis.

Travis: Yes, coach.

Coach Farris: Does Jerry know the plays?

Travis: Uhh, yeah, pretty much.

Coach Farris: Well, you know 'em real good.

So you'll help him out, right?

Jerry: 23 Blast!

23 Blast!

And 23 Blast!.

Players: Ready! Break!

Jerry: Fingertips!

Down!

Cameron, get your butt down!

Travis: Set! Hut!

[grunting]

[cheering]

[whistle]

Whoo!

Jerry: Travis, meet at the top.

[camera clicking]

[Bell Rings]

Duncan: I don't know why Coach Farris puts up with you,

but I will not.

Jerry: I don't want to lose this, Mr. Duncan.

You know what this is?

Duncan: If I find contraband, Mr. Baker,

I will have you expelled.

Jerry: No, sir, this is an article about my friend, here.

Travis Freeman, the Redhounds' star everything man

has his team on the fast track to the --

Duncan: Empty your pockets.

Jerry: "He catches touchdowns, he runs for touchdowns,

he's the heart and soul of the team.

Blah blah, blah.

Nothing about the handsome quarterback, Jerry Baker.

Why is that, Mr. Duncan?

Duncan: Because you're not worth writing about.

Mr. Freeman.

Travis: Yes sir?

Duncan: I suggest you find new friends,

if you don't want to end up in prison.

Travis: One day you're going to go too far!

Jerry: He's been after me since 5th grade.

He used to say I was cheating in Math.

Travis: 'Cuz you were, cheating in Math.

Jerry: I didn't cheat!

Travis: You copied off my paper.

Jerry: Yeah, off of you, that's friends.

Don't count.

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♪ It's too late to say, okay -- ♪

Molly: Guess who!

Travis: Hi Molly.

[laughing]

Molly: Oh man!

Travis: Aw, you're going to make me late!

Molly: Make sure you score a touchdown for me now.

Travis: Okay, I'll try.

[laughter]

Mary: Hey, I don't think your music is supposed to arrive

before your car.

Travis: You know, it gets me all pumped up for the game.

Mary: You know what, I forgot to ask,

how'd the Math exam go?

Travis: Aced it.

Mary: Ooh, you're my favorite son.

Travis: Mom, I'm your only son.

Mary: That must be why you're my favorite.

[kissing sound]

Travis: Get out of here. Mary: Oh!

Travis: You gotta be quicker if you want one of those.

Mary: I'm going to get in your sleep.

Travis: Yeah right.

Ashley: Kick butt, Trav!

Travis: Thanks, Ashley.

Molly: Hey, don't forget my touchdown!

Ashley: Don't forget my touchdown!

Mary: Oh, hey, Ashley.

Good Karen, you're here.

Can you take a look at that?

Something's wrong with that pen,

it keeps falling off my sweater.

You wanted to get started on chili for me?

Karen: You got it.

Mary: Thank you, dear.

Ashley: Hey, Mr. Freeman.

Larry: Ashley.

You got my camera, misssus?

Mary: Got it all charged up.

Don't forget to press record.

[groaning]

[background chatter]

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Marshall: Hey, Burley, you listen to me,

he hasn't missed a single game,

and he's not going to miss one now cuz of a runny nose.

Coach Burley: If his fever's gone, he can play.

Marshall: Feel him.

Go on, feel him.

Huh, cool as a cucumber.

Coach Burley: You feeling all right, Cameron?

Marshall: He has got to play.

My boy has got to play.

Cameron: I'm ready, coach, I'm ready to play.

Are we ready?

Team: Ready.

Cameron: Are we ready? Team: Ready.

Cameron: Are we ready? Team: Ready.

Cameron: Redhound! Team: Pride!

Cameron: Redhound! Team: Pride!

Cameron: Redhound! Team: Pride!

[cheering]

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>> Announcer: Tonight it's the Corbin Redhounds

hosting the Lynn Camp Wildcats.

The Redhound defense doesn't give up many big plays

and that's the way head coach Willard Farris likes it.

The Wildcats will have to pick their spots tonight.

The 4 & 1 Redhounds boast a high powered offense

led by Junior Travis Freeman.

[cheering]

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Cheerleaders: Corbin Redhounds!

Coach Farris: Lee rip zip, 24 power, strong wing left.

Go on.

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Karen: I'm gonna get closer.

Mary: Okay, I'll be over there in a second.

Coach Farris: Get in there, son!

Come on, Cam!

Mary: Hey, Marshal.

How's little Cam feeling?

Marshall: Back to normal, eating me out of house and home.

Mary: Well, you know, they're growing boys.

How you all feeling tonight?

[cheering]

Molly: I want my touchdown!

[cheering]

Announcer: Touchdown, Redhounds!

Mary: What happened, who scored?

Karen & Tess: Travis!

Mary: Travis, I missed his touchdown?

Announcer: Touchdown Redhounds!

Travis Freeman.

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Mary: How did he score?

Karen: He ran it in.

Tess: Nah, I think it was a pass...

Karen: 23 Blast!

Mary: 23 what?

Karen: Okay, I test Fred on all the plays,

so that when they put him in he's ready.

Tess: Whatever it was, Larry's got it on tape.

Mary: I'm sure he did.

[cheering]

Coach Farris: Panther right, 40 lead, 46 power, go on.

[cheering]

Jerry: How much time we got?

Uh, we're fine.

Where's the party tonight?

Cameron: Quit messing around, call the play.

Jerry: No fun.

Okay -- dang, I can't remember...

Oh well.

Trav, go deep.

Kyle: Come on Jerry.

Cameron: What's the play!?

Jerry: Hey!

You guys want to win this game or not?!

Jerry: Let's do combo right.

Z left.

You guys do whatever.

You get in the end zone.

And you, give me some time.

On one. Ready?

Team: Break!

Coach Burley: That's not the play you called, Willard.

Jerry: Black 22, black 22.

Set. Hut.

Ashley: He's open.

He's open.

Tess: Okay.

[cheering]

Jerry: Pull, pull!

[cheering]

Announcer: That's Travis Freeman once again

on a free pass from quaterback Jerry Baker.

Bold call from Coach Willard Farris, but it worked.

>> Coach Farris: Davey Crockett, you ever change my plays again

I will bench you fast.

Announcer: He's got the Redhounds and his workhorse

firing on all cylinders.

Player: Good job man.

Travis: He call you Davey Crockett again?

Jerry: Yeah.

Should I tell him it's not my name?

Travis: Nah, it's a good name.

Jerry: Hey, hey Marlow.

Cameron: This game's not over.

Now, get your head in the game, there's another half.

Come on! Come on!

Come on!

Coach Burley: That was a heck of a throw.

Jerry: Yes, sir.

Coach Burley: Did he forget the play?

Jerry: Yes, sir.

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Molly: You all right?

Travis: This headache is just getting worst!

Molly: Do you want to leave?

Travis: No, no, I'll be fine, it's just uh...

Molly: Eww, jerk!

Get off me.

Loser.

Cameron: Do all the cheerleaders love me,

or is it just Molly?

Travis: Your dad know you're here?

Cameron: You kidding?

I'm studying with you!

Jerry: You can't hang with me.

I'll beat you at keg stand too.

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Cameron: He better not mess up this year.

Travis: He'll be fine.

Cameron: He still doesn't even know the plays!

Travis: He gets mixed up once in awhile, but he--

Cameron: Look, I mean it.

He can't be screwing up my scholarship.

Travis: All right.

You're always covering for him.

Cameron: I got one shot, one.

And he's ain't going to mess that up.

Crowd: Seven, eight, nine, ten!

[cheering]

Cameron: You better control your boy or I will.

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Redhounds baby!

Travis: Hey Jerry, come on.

Jerry: You and me man, Redhounds.

Ashley: Hey.

Jerry: Me and you, we're going to state.

Hey, that's my friend.

Ashley: Okay, that's your friend Jerry.

[water running]

Travis: Whoa!

Dad!

Dr. Connelly: Lets see what's going on here.

When did you notice the swelling?

Travis: This morning.

Dr. Connelly: Close your eyes for me.

Now open.

Larry: I mean, is this from football?

Dr. Connelly: No, Travis has a great deal of infection

visible in the sinus area.

Larry: Infection, where did that come from?

Dr. Connelly: It's hard to tell.

I want to get Travis started on medication right away.

Nurse Kirby: Dr. Connelly wants me to prep a surgical room.

Mary: What's happening?

Dr. Connelly: Travis's infection is not responding

to medication.

His face is swelling and his temperature has risen

to hundred and six.

Mary: Oh, dear Lord!

Dr. Connelly: We need to get him into surgery quickly.

I'll have more answers when I get in there and see

what we're up against.

Larry: Here he is.

Mary: Oh, Travis!

Hi baby!

Nurse Kirby: You're gonna have to take that cross off.

Mary: Yes ma'am.

Okay I got that.

Hi honey.

Mamma's right here, okay.

Hey.

Travis: Hmm.

Mary: I'll see you soon.

Travis: I'm going to be fine, mom.

Nurse Kirby: Now!

Travis: I'll be fine.

Larry: All right, he'll be fine.

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Anethesiologist: Travis, I need you to count

backwards for me from 100.

Travis: 100, 99, 98, 97,....

Travis: 100, 99, 98, 97,....

Travis: 100, 99, 98, 97,....

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[♪♪♪]

Travis: Go deep!

Go deeper!

Deeper!

[pop of lights]

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[snoring]

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Travis: Hello! Hello!

Mary: Oh Travis I'm here.

Travis, we're here, Travis.

We're right here.

Travis: Mom, I can't see.

What --

Mary: Honey listen, the doctor explained to us that

Travis: Dad!

Larry: I'm here.

Mary: Travis.

Travis: Explain what dad?

Larry: You're blind son.

Travis: What do you mean I'm blind?

Larry: You lost your eyesight.

Travis: Okay.

Okay, for how long?

I don't understand...

Larry: There was just too much infection.

Travis: I can't be blind!

No mom.

Mary: [Crying] It's okay baby.

It's okay.

Travis: Dad.

[Crying]

Larry: We'll get through this.

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[Grunting]

[Players cheers and claps]

[♪♪♪]

Coach Farris: You see that?

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[♪♪♪]

Coach Farris: You heard?

I'm gonna need you to stay focused.

Jerry: I'm focused.

Coach Farris: Okay, you're focused.

I'm going to need to step up.

Team needs a leader.

Are you that guy?

Mary: Thank you for coming, really.

I'll make sure Travis knows that each of every one of you

were here.

Take care okay?

He's getting better.

He's just not up for visitors yet.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Ashley: Sorry.

Mary: Come here.

Coach Farris: I know the last thing you want to do right now

is play football.

Like it or not, we got a game.

I don't know why things like this happen to good people.

I don't know.

I do know, Travis would not want any of you

to use his misfortune as an excuse

for not playing your best,

for not playing just the way you would,

if he was out there with us.

That's what he expects from us

and that's all we can do for him.

So we're going to dedicate this game to Travis.

Bring it in.

Travis on three.

One two three.

Team: Travis!

Announcer: Bakers is trying to signal his receiver,

there is some confusion on the line with another delay --

Travis: Come on man!

[cheering]

Announcer: He bumped into the guard.

[clang]

[crowd noise]

Coach Farris: Throw it away!

Travis: Hello?

[crowd noise]

Player: Bingo!

[grunting]

[clang]

Travis: Ah!

Jerry: What're you doing?

Player: What're you doing man?

It's an inside curl.

Jerry: No, you're supposed to cut out.

Player: It's inside.

Cameron: Shut you mouth, Baker.

Learn the plays.

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[banging noises]

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On radio: I love them Redhound.

Love 'em but, boy, my heart can't take another season

like last one.

Disappointment.

Redhounds are a big disappointment.

They let us down again.

Mary: Open, right there.

Oh!

I'm sorry sweaty, that bite was too big.

Travis: That's all right.

Mary: Okay, here we go.

Travis: No, it's disgusting, those are not eggs.

Mary: Oh honey!

Travis: Orange juice.

Mary: Right here.

Oh, the straw is right here.

Travis: Mom I got it.

Mom I know where the straw is thank you.

Mary: Okay.

Mary: Jerry!

How did you get past the nurse?

Jerry: Oh, I can be sneaky sometimes.

Hey Trav.

Yeah, I know, I know you don't want any visitors.

I don't blame you.

Some of them people are like sandpaper.

Some of them people are real snoozers.

Travis: And what makes you think you ain't one of them?

Jerry: Oh!

Good, I thought you might have been deaf, too!

Travis: It's okay Mom, Jerry can stay.

Jerry: Oh, well like he's going to kick me out?

Travis: I was thinking about it.

Mary: Jerry, do you think maybe you could stay with Travis

for a little while I have errand to run.

Jerry: Sure.

Mary: I won't be long.

Jerry: Ha ha ha...

Travis: Really?

Jerry: Just checking.

Travis: Well how'd you do?

Jerry: Ah, we did all right.

We didn't make playoffs.

Travis: I know all that, how did you do?

Jerry: Oh you know me, I'm did good...

Well, they moved me to second string but....

Travis: What?

They put Freddie in over you!

How'd that happen?

Jerry: I don't know.

Like Farris never liked me.

Travis: Farris loves you.

Jerry: Come on, let's get out of here.

Travis: Hm?

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Jerry: Oh, hey, check out the nurses...

Whoa, babe on the left.

Travis: Blond or brunette?

Jerry: Nope, redhead.

She's a cutie too.

Look left and smile sexy.

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: I still got it.

Oh sweet shades.

Here, put these on.

Travis: Ow!

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Elevator, why you bring me down.

Elevator, why you bring me down.

Travis: Elevator.

Jerry: The meanest ride in town, elevator.

Travis: Elevator.

Jerry: Why you bring me down elevator.,

Travis: Elevator.

Jerry: Meanest ride in town.

Used to live in the penthouse, first class all the way.

Travis: Now you're giving me the shaft and sending me away.

Jerry: Elevator.

Travis: Elevator.

Jerry: Why you bring me down, elevator.

Travis: Elevator.

Jerry: The meanest ride in town, elevator.

Everyone: Elevator.

Travis: Why you bring me down.

Jerry: Stop stop!

When I say jump, jump.

Travis: Wait what?

Jerry: Jump.

[laughing]

Jerry: Let me ask you something.

Did we just make fools of ourselves?

Jerry: Yes, pretty much.

Travis: Yes!

Hey, meet me at the top.

Jerry: What's blind like?

Travis: It is weird.

It's pretty scary man.

It's like having your eyes closed

and you can never open them.

Jerry: I'm sorry, man.

You're going be fine, man, all right?

You're Travis Freeman.

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Announcer: Dr. Sanders report to ICU.

Dr. Sanders report to ICU.

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Mrs. Crawford:You need to fill out these forms.

We'll set up a referral meeting,

and come up with an intervention plan for your son.

Mary: An intervention plan?

Mrs. Crawford:The sooner we start the process,

the sooner we'll find a place for Travis.

Mary: Travis has a place, in our home.

Mrs. Crawford: Mrs. Freeman, you need to realize,

you no longer have a normal son.

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Mary: Let me help you.

This is your first time home, maybe you want to try

using the cane.

It's right here sweetheart.

Travis: I don't want to use it.

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[Door knock]

Duncan: Come in.

Coach Farris: Hey.

Duncan: Hey coach, how are you?

Come on in please.

Close the door.

Have a seat.

Willard, I want you to know you have my support.

Coach Farris: Thanks, Jasper.

Duncan: Let me finish.

You have my support, if you want to drop Baker from the team.

Coach Farris: Jerry?

Drop him?

What gave you that idea?

Duncan: Baker is just the worst kind of bad egg,

always trying to get away with something.

He's trouble.

Coach Farris: Look, I will agree with you Jerry

is a challenge, but football is the only thing that boy has.

Duncan: You benched him.

Coach Farris: Yeah, I know I did.

He lost his way, but who knows he won't figure it out.

Duncan: Willard, your contract is up after next year, isn't it?

If Baker becomes a distraction, you have a remedy.

Don't you?

[phone ringing]

Receptionist: Kentucky mobility centre, may I help you?

Yes.

One moment please.

Office attendant: Travis Freeman.

Mary: Oh good you're back.

How did it go?

Travis: Waste of time.

I'm not going back.

Mary: Well, that's fine.

Larry: An hour there and an hour back,

and he walks out on the woman after 15 minutes.

And you say it's just fine.

Mary: He didn't like her, Larry.

Larry: 15 minutes and the women is suppose to be

his mobility coach, assigned to him by the state!

Who else is going to teach him how to get along?

Mary: We'll figure it out.

Larry: It's been almost three months and he's barely

left his room.

Mary, we have to talk about a special school for the boy.

Mary: He's not ready for that.

I'll teach him myself.

Larry: No, you can't.

We have no experience with this.

Mary: No and that's final.

Larry: Just hear me out for a second.

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[doorbell ringing]

Mary: Yes, can I help you?

Patty Wheatley: Mrs. Freeman, I'm Patty Wheatley.

Mary: Sorry.

Patty Wheatley: Travis's mobility coach.

Mary: Oh I'm so sorry.

We just never expected to see you here.

Patty Wheatley: Travis has missed 2 appointments.

Where is he?

Mary: Well he's in his bedroom,

but I'm afraid you've come all this way for nothing.

Patty Wheatley: Where's his room?

Travis?

Is it in this way?

Mary: You know what I'm afraid I'm going to have to

ask you to leave.

Patty Wheatley: In accordance with the

Individuals with Disabilities Education Act of 1990,

the state Kentucky will allow no disabled child to be deprived

of a free public education.

Mary: I've not deprived my son of anything.

Travis: Mom.

Mary: Travis its okay.

Patty Wheatley: Hey Travis, remember me?

Mary: Excuse me.

Travis: Oh not you again.

No, no, no, I'll be at my room.

Patty Wheatley: All right, well we can start there.

Mary: Miss. Wheatley, hey.

Patty Wheatley: Whoa!

His cane looks unused.

Travis: Mom.

Patty Wheatley: Does your husband stack his dirty dishes

in the bedroom?

Mary: Well of course not but Travis --

Patty Wheatley: Then why should your son to treat

your home like a pig sty?

Mary: Because -- oh!

Patty Wheatley: Wow!

Do you do your own cleaning?

Travis: Because, I don't really care what it looks like?

Patty Wheatley: Well let's open a window.

Wow!

Oh that's better.

Football player huh?

Travis: You figure that out all by yourself?

Patty Wheatley: What's that?

Travis: Nothing.

Patty Wheatley: Yeah well, listen up pal.

You got two options here:

you can stay in your little safe protected environment

or you can get up off your sorry little ass

and figure out how to whip this.

It didn't make any difference to me.

Just don't waste my time.

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Travis: Son of a --

[Dog barks]

Announcer: Hey, well, you know what means,

it's your Redhound report.

[growling]

Announcer: Get your teeth off my legs.

For the next sixty minutes, I'll answer your call

and tell you with just three months 'til kick off

whether this year's Redhound Team has what it takes

to make the playoffs.

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[dishes clattering]

Mary: Oh, Ashley thank you so -- you are a life-saver.

Ashley: Oh it's all right and I also have your change.

Mary: Oh, thank you, sweety.

Ashley: You're welcome.

Oh, you need me to take that sandwich into Travis?

Mary: No no I can take care of it,

His dad is taking him to Lexington in a little bit and--

No, I would love for you to take this into Travis.

I bet he'd like talking to you.

Ashley: All right.

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Ashley: Travis?

Ashley: Trav?

Trav!

Hey Trav!

Oh sorry.

Travis: Ashley?

Ashley: Hey.

Travis: Why you are here?

Ashley: No reason.

Nice hat.

How are you doing?

Travis: Just great.

Ashley: Brought you some lunch.

Travis: I'm good, thank you.

I'm not hungry.

Ashley: All right, well ...

Travis: Thank you.

Ashley: Oh Travis, you smell so bad.

When is the last time you showered?

Just get up, change your shirt.

Come on get up, get up.

I think that's clean.

Here.

Travis: I need you to give the shirt --

Ashley: Yeah I'm --

Um, just give me one second.

Travis: Thank you.

Ashley: You're welcome.

Travis: How is Molly doing?

Ashley: Oh, she's good.

She says hi and she misses you and sends her love.

Travis: Really?

Ashley: No.

Of course not, she's a brat Travis.

Travis: Oh, oh, someone's jealous.

Ashley: I'm jealous?

Travis: Yeah, because you want to be a cheerleader.

Ashley: Yeah, yeah.

Travis: Hmm?

Ashley: What's that?

I feel a breeze, it's in my knees,

it's in my hips, it's on my lips.

Bang, bang, ding, ding, come on Redhounds do your thing.

Travis: You better knock it off, or else.

Ashley: I could smack you.

[door opens]

Larry: Ready?

Travis: Dad?

Ashley's here, sorry.

Larry: Ashley.

[♪♪♪]

Patty: Guess who?

Opposite foot, opposite foot, it's like kicking the can.

There you go, there you go.

Now hold your arm out straight.

No your cane arm out straight, out straight.

Hold your arm out straight, there you go.

Travis: Ah!

Patty: Keep your head up, keep your head up.

Travis: What's the point?

Patty: Keep your head up.

[♪♪♪]

Patty: Opposite foot, there you go.

[♪♪♪]

>> Patty: Shirts on the right.

Travis: Okay.

Patty: Pants are on the left.

Khakis and jeans, feel the texture.

Keep your arm out straight.

Travis: Why?

Patty: You okay?

Travis: Yes ma'am, arm out straight.

[♪♪♪]

Patty: Let's go and find the washer and dryer.

Travis: Oh, I should just keep my big mouth shut.

[♪♪♪]

Travis: Ow!

Larry: Son of a gun.

[♪♪♪]

Patty: Keep your hand out.

Travis: Sorry.

Cashier: Sixteen fifty is your change.

Travis: Would you mind counting the bills out for me.

Cashier: Sure.

That's ten, five and one.

Travis: Thank you.

Patty: So that's your school huh.

Travis: Yeah.

Gonna miss it.

Patty: What about your senior year?

Travis: I guess I'll be going to the school for the blind.

Patty: Is that what you want?

Travis: Do I have a choice?

[♪♪♪]

[Travis counting out steps]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Patty: 212 on your right, 213 on your left.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Patty: You can get your books on audio tape.

Your teachers can give you your the tests orally.

Hey, it's impolite to stand with your back to the person

who you're talking to.

Travis: Sorry.

Patty: Yeah.

There won't be anybody to guide you.

You'll be on your own.

Travis: Good, because I don't want any special treatment.

Duncan: No one is allowed in this school on a weekend

without special permission.

Patty: Goodness, could've sworn it was a Monday, my bad.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Mary: Well, this is your stop.

Travis: You're not gonna walk me in?

Mary: I have orders from Patty.

Mary: I have orders from Patty.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[background chatter]

[bell ringing]

Principal [speaking loudly]: Good morning Travis.

Welcome back.

Travis: Thank you.

My man.

Jerry: Hey what's up?

Travis: How you're doing?

Jerry: I'm good.

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Take a picture, it'll last longer.

Your first class is in what?

Travis: 213?

Jerry: 213

Travis: Should be right here on the left.

Jerry: Yeah.

What class is this?

Travis: Calculus.

Where you are headed?

Jerry: I got sheet metal 101.

Travis: What class is that?

Jerry: AP, pre-prison, taught by Duncan.

Yeah, see what happens when you're not around?

Later.

Jerry: Later.

[football calls being shouted]

Ashley: Drixen runs up the gut, no, it's a fake.

He's wide open.

Jerry overthrew him, bad.

Coach Farris: What was that?

Cover somebody, you got to cover somebody, son.

Its cover three.

Player: Yes sir.

Coach Farris: Baker, my niece can throw a ball

better than that and she's only four years old.

You content to be the backup now is that it, huh?

Ashley: Is Coach Farris always this happy?

Travis: If he didn't yell, he didn't like you.

Coach Farris: All of you, what the heck is wrong

with you people?

Our first game is in ten days.

That's it!

I've had it with you all.

Suicide drill, coach, run it now!

Let's go!

Line up on the goal line.

[Whistle blows]

Coach Burley: Come on let's go,

Let's go on the hop.

Ashley: Sounds like he really likes the whole team.

Coach Farris: Travis, how're you doing?

Ashley?

Travis: Hey Coach.

How they looking?

Coach Farris: I don't know that we're gonna win

a single game this year.

Ashley: Coach, you say that every year.

Coach Farris: Well, this year I mean it.

Ashley: You should let me play.

Stop, I can keep up with these guys.

Coach Farris: Well, can you play corner 'cause Mullins,

he couldn't cover a one legged receiver.

Travis: But he can hit, coach, he can tackle, he's a mad man.

Coach Farris: Oh yeah, it's true.

That boy, he can hit.

Travis: Maybe he could play safety.

Maybe Kenny'd play corner.

He's pretty good at cover too.

Coach Farris: Huh.

Huh.

[Whistle blows]

Coach Farris: Bring it in, first team defence.

We're going to try something.

Thanks son.

Travis: You're welcome.

Coach Farris: Mullins, you're gonna move over to safety.

Yes safety.

Ashley: Smile any harder, your face will fall off.

[Laugh]

Travis: All she did was say, are there any cars coming

and I said I don't see anything my way.

Mary: And I started to go!

I then started to go!

Oh, you won't be laughing when the insurance goes up.

Travis: It's not my fault.

Jerry: You miss it?

Driving?

Jerry: Keep it straight, no, no, little left, little left.

[♪♪♪]

[screaming]

Jerry: Sorry student driver.

We'll work on that.

Right, little right.

Okay go slow, hold it, hold, it's Duncan.

Travis: Where?

Jerry: Twenty feet up here on the left.

Travis: Oh hey there, Mr. Duncan.

I almost didn't see you.

[♪♪♪]

[laughter]

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Right, right, right.

Travis: Quick, take this wheel.

Jerry: Oh that was great.

Are you serious?

Did you see his fa-- no, you didn't see his face.

[laughter]

Duncan: Willard, I am a great believer in beginnings.

Winners start strong.

Seems to me like you need to switch things up a little bit.

Try a new variety of plays.

Coach Farris: Well, thank you, Jasper,

I'll certainly take that under consideration.

Duncan: Now, I've got some plays that I've been

drawing up in my office.

I'd like you to take a look at them.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: Corbin lost this game in the trenches.

Their defense has played well, especially their secondary

but they've got to find a spot for their running game.

Their line has got to dominate.

Tonight they didn't.

Riley was sacked four times.

Hate to lose the first game of the season.

Boy how they hate to lose the first one.

Coach Burley: Can I get you anything?

Coach Farris: Nah, no nothing.

Nothing, thanks coach.

Coach Burley: Just one game, we'll get 'em next week.

Coach Farris: Offensive line isn't together.

Coach Burley: Defense played well.

Coach Farris: Yeah, yeah they did.

Switching Harris and Mullins that a great i --

[♪♪♪]

Coach Burley: You got a funny look in your eye.

Larry: Willard.

Announcer: Not a good coach.

Farris is not good for Corbin.

[door knock]

Travis: Come in.

Announcer: Coach Willard Farris must go.

Coach Farris: Travis?

How you doing son?

Travis: Hey Coach!

[radio announcer chatter in background]

Coach Farris: Making out all right?

Classes, school all right.

Travis: Yeah, they're alright.

Coach Farris: Good.

I'm a sit down.

Travis: Please.

Coach Farris: Yeah.

Travis: How is the team doing?

Coach Farris: Umm, the guys are okay.

They're glad two-a-days are done, I'll tell you that much.

Travis: Two-a-days, oh that sounds great.

Coach Farris: Look Travis, I wanted to talk to you

about something...

Travis, I'm thinking you should come back on the team?

Travis: Oh, you mean like you want a help out with

equipment or something?

That'd be fine.

Coach Farris: No, no, no, that's not exactly what I was thinking.

Travis: What exactly were you thinking?

Coach Farris: I think you should play.

Travis: Play, play what?

Coach Farris: Football.

Travis: I don't, I don't understand.

Coach Farris: Look, I've seen you,

past two weeks watching practice.

Travis, I never coached a boy loves football

as much as you do.

Travis: Its impossible coach, I can't catch the ball

if can't see it.

Coach Farris: Well that's right, of course you can't.

So you are going to have to play center.

Travis: Center?

Coach Farris: That's right center, think about it.

Think about it.

Listen, all you got to do is, you're not going to have to

pull block or anything like that.

You got to snap the ball and you got to take out

the nose tackle, who's just foot in front of you.

He'll probably find you.

Travis, all you've got to do --

All right stand up come on.

Stand up.

Travis: Okay.

Coach Farris: Here you go.

Square up now, put your hands up.

Put your hands put, put them on me.

Okay and your feet, you want to spread the feet apart

a little bit so you got some balance.

When you move, you're going to move laterally right?

You're not a gazelle anymore, you're a pitbull.

Travis: Okay.

Coach Farris: You just move with me,

you keep your hands on me.

If I go right, yeah.

You've got to protect your quarterback.

Yeah, move them feet, move them feet,

put your hands on me.

Keep them on me, understand?

That's it, just keep coming, keep coming

and all that time I'm coming this way that's how I want to --

How about that?

Travis: Ooh.

Coach Farris: You don't need your sight for that, now do you?

Travis: No sir.

Coach Farris: Well?

Travis: You're serious?

Coach Farris: All right, listen --

Travis: I don't know.

Coach Farris: You think about it.

You take the weekend, you talk about it with your folks

and if you do decide that you want to give it try,

I'll expect you on my football field, Monday afternoon.

All right?

Travis: Yeah.

Travis: Coach?

What if I can't...

Coach Farris: I'll see you Monday.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Minister: The lord is my light and my salvation.

Congregation: Whom shall I fear.

Minister: I want to welcome you all out this morning.

So glad you all could be here.

As I begin this morning, I want to ask everyone in here

to close your eyes for a moment,

everyone except for my friend here in the front row.

You can keep your eyes open.

Now, how would you respond if someone came in here

and told you that what you see right now

is what you're going to see for the rest of your life.

[♪♪♪]

Minister: How would you respond if someone told you that you'd

never see the light of day again?

Would you be angry?

Would you be bitter?

Travis: Who is that?

Minister: Would you blame God and ask, why me?

Or maybe beneath all of those questions,

all of that emotion is simply fear.

Fear of what your life might be?

Who are you, ask yourself.

Who are you?

[♪♪♪]

Travis: I'm Travis Freeman...

Mom!

Dad!

I'm Travis Freeman!

Larry: You're what?

Mary: Oh, honey ...

Travis: I'm gonna to play football!

[background chatter]

[whistle]

[clapping]

Coach Farris: Bring it in!

Coach Burley: Let's go.

Oh the hop.

Settle down.

Coach Farris: A player's gonna join the team.

Freddie: Where's he from?

Coach Farris: Right here in Corbin.

Freddie: Who is he?

Jerry: No way!

Really?

Coach Farris: Yup.

It's Travis.

Player: How's that even possible?

Cameron: What position?

Coach Farris: Center.

Cameron: No, no, no.

Coach Farris: Cameron, you're moving to guard.

Kyle, you're our new short yardage fullback,

congratulations.

Cameron, you'll still be making the line calls,

and you are going signal Travis where his man lines up.

I think he deserves a chance.

Larry: Big day.

Patty: Yes.

Is Mary here?

Larry: She's over there.

Well, at least she came.

Patty: Excuse me.

Larry: It's not a good idea.

Patty: Hello.

Mary: Hello.

>> Patty: So you agreed to let him play?

Mary: Agreed?

It doesn't matter what I say.

I'm just the mother.

They can bash themselves senseless.

It's not up to me.

[♪♪♪]

Kyle: How's this even going to work?

Cameron: Don't worry about it.

He ain't gonna play.

My dad took care of it.

Kyle: What?

How?

Cameron: I told him about it last night,

and he called Mr. Duncan.

[whistle]

Coach Burley: All right.

Let's go! Let's go!

I want Special teams on the field.

Move it!

On the hop, let's go!

Travis, there's a problem.

Duncan: Blind?

In the middle of all that mayhem.

If something happened to him, I wouldn't be able to

live with myself.

Not to mention the school's liability.

So, no.

Coach Farris: Well, It's not your call!

Larry: You can't stop him from playing football!

Duncan: I can and I will.

I'm the Athletic Director, and my word is gospel.

Patty: Gospel, huh?

You sure about that?

Duncan: Yes, I am.

Travis Freeman will not play football.

Patty: Okay, you all heard him.

Oh, by the way, who's your lawyer?

Duncan: My -- my -- my what, my lawyer?

Patty: In accordance with the Individuals with Disabilities

Education Act of 1990, the state of Kentucky is bound

to offer an equal opportunity to participate in any school

sanctioned functions to any child with a disability.

Duncan: Well hang on a second.

Patty: I will alert your principal that your actions have

put your school in direct conflict with the

federal government and advise him to expect the

National Guard to shut and padlock the school doors

in the morning.

Duncan: Now -- hold on now.

I'm not breaking any laws.

We have regulations... I, look -- it's uh ...

Patty: If I were you, I'd clear my schedule

for the next few months.

you and your boss might be spending time in jail.

Duncan: Jail!

You'll lock me --

No hang on.

Every player needs this form.

I looked it up, this form signed by his parents allowing him

to play.

Larry: I signed that already!

Duncan: Both, both parents need to sign it.

Now, I believe that Mrs. Freeman has the same doubts that I have.

Isn't that true, Mrs. Freeman?

Travis: Oh that was a bad move.

Duncan: Excuse me?

Mary: Larry, you got a pen?

Coach Farris: Well you folks will excuse us,

Travis, coach, let's go.

Mary: Thank you Larry.

Coach Farris: Come on son.

[♪♪♪]

Coach Farris: Let's go.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

[♪♪♪]

Mary: National Guard?

Padlocks?

Patty: Maybe I exaggerated a bit.

[laughter]

[♪♪♪]

Cameron: Stop, there.

[♪♪♪]

Coach Farris: Trav.

Jerry: Set! Hut!

[groans]

Parent: You see, you see that?

It's distraction, that was the last thing these boys need.

You gonna to let it happen.

Duncan: I don't know, I can't do nothing about it.

She said it's against the law.

She said it's some civil liberties or civil something,

it's bad.

Coach Farris: All right, try it again.

[♪♪♪]

Travis: Where?

Jerry: Come back a little.

Travis: Here?

Jerry: Yeah.

Let's go.

Jerry: Down!

Set!

Hut!

Cameron: Come on Freeman.

Travis: What?

[repeatedly saying "hut"]

[♪♪♪]

[Whistle]

[Grunting]

[♪♪♪]

[whistle]

[grunt]

Coach Farris: Get back in line, you'll get it.

You'll get it.

Duncan: I mean, he can't really play, right?

[♪♪♪]

[players shouting]

Good job, good job, good job.

[♪♪♪]

Travis: Put me in.

Jerry: Really?

Travis: Yeah, put me in.

Jerry: All right, here.

Travis: Right here?

Jerry: Shoulder width.

Yeah, yeah, I got you lined up.

You're good.

He is right in front of you, all right?

Travis: All right.

Jerry: Stay low.

Cameron: You want to play center?

Well get through me.

[whistle]

[grunt]

Cameron: Put that in the paper.

Jerry: I oughta take your head off.

[shouting]

Jerry: You coward.

Coach Farris: You shut it too.

That just cost you twenty laps.

You too Baker.

Coach, you see they run every inch,

or they'll do it again.

Cameron: Yes, sir, coach.

Coach Burlely: All right let's go.

Player: He side-stepped you man.

Coach Farris: Whoa, whoa, whoa!

That's it, that's enough for today.

You take it in, go on.

Coach: Let's get two more in, let's go, let's go, let's go.

[Clapping]

[Whistle]

[♪♪♪]

[panting]

Cameron: Hey, coach.

You don't think he's serious about Travis playing, do you?

Coach Burley: That's what he said.

Cameron: He's losing it.

Man, I can't wait to get to college ball.

No cripple-charity there.

Jerry: Are you high?

Ain't nobody giving you a damn scholarship?

Cameron: Just watch me, loser!

They love me!

I got 3 schools fighting over me.

Jerry: You're crazy.

Coach Burley: Are you that dense?

Cameron: What!

Coach Burley: You know coach.

He says he's gonna to do something, he does it.

If Travis plays badly, the whole offensive line looks bad.

And if the line looks bad...

Cameron: Wait a minute.

Coach Burley: Yeah, Travis better learned how to

play center, or you can kiss that scholarship goodbye!

[crickets chirping]

Jerry: Psst Hey mouse knuckle.

Travis: What, who is it?

Jerry: It's me, fool!

Travis: What?

Jerry?

Jerry: Yeah.

Travis: What are you doing, man?

What time is it?

Jerry: Don't worry about it, get some clothes on.

And grab your cleats, we're meeting somebody.

Travis: Who?

Jerry: You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

[♪♪♪]

Travis: Geez!

Jerry: Easy, easy, easy.

Travis: Mind telling me where you're taking me?

Ashley: Jerry.

Oh my gosh, clean out your truck, this thing is nasty.

Travis: Ashley?

Ashley: Hi.

Travis: You know what's going on?

Ashley: No, not me, this is Jerry's idea.

Jerry: I ain't gonna have you looking like crap out there.

You're better than that.

You're going to get this center thing down, tonight.

Travis: Jerry...

Jerry: Let's go!

Ashley: Is that moving?

Oh my gosh, that's moving!

Travis: What's going on? Jerry: Whoa, whoa!

[♪♪♪]

Cameron: You guys are late.

Travis: Cameron?

What are you doing here?

Cameron: I'm asking myself the same thing.

Come on.

Ashley: Hey, no beer tonight.

This is about him.

Jerry: It's always about him.

Ashley: Come on.

[train horn blowing in distance]

[crickets chirping]

Cameron: Farris is putting you in a game,

so I ain't going to let you make me look bad

by stinking up in the field.

Got it?

Jerry: Ah, I think he kind of likes you.

Cameron: Shut up, Baker!

First Travis, get in your stance.

Wider, you got to have room between your legs for that snap.

Come on!

Jerry: Hey! Ashlely: Whoa!

Cameron: What, are you going to teach him something,

you washed up 2nd stringer?

All right.

Now look, Travis, you got to use your feet.

Your feet need to be wider apart than they normally used to.

Feel your balance through your cleats.

Get down.

Now on the balls of your feet, you're moving forward.

Good.

Now dig in.

Good, good, good.

Not bad, not bad.

Now try it the ball.

Here, there is the ball.

Jerry: No, you can't do that.

You can't pick the ball up.

It's all right, just try it again.

Just roll it to find the laces.

Sweep, good.

Get your other hand ready to fire out.

Dig in.

Yeah?

Jerry: Let's try a snap.

Here.

You fart and I'll kill you.

Hut.

Aw damn!

Jerry: You okay? Sorry, sorry.

Cameron: Aw, he's fine.

Will you shake it off, 2nd string.

Jerry: You better cut the 2nd string crap.

Cameron: What are you going to do about it?

Ashley: Guys, hey, do I have to throw water on you all?

Come on.

Go on and try it again.

Just gonna keep it slow, get the motion down first.

Hut.

Slow, you guys always have to rush things.

No, stop, stop, I got it.

All right.

Here it is, try it again.

Hey.

Relax.

Hut.

One more time.

Hut.

Try it again.

Hut.

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Hut.

Coach Farris: That a boy.

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Set. Hut!

[♪♪♪]

Coach Farris: You know, I could have gone out, had coffee

and come back in the time it took you to snap that ball.

Do it again.

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Set. Hut!

[♪♪♪]

Coach Farris: Keep doing it.

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Set. Hut!

Jerry: Down!

Set. Hut!

[♪♪♪]

[clapping and cheering]

[whistle]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Coach Burley: Travis.

[♪♪♪]

Travis: You know I don't need that.

Coach Burley: They don't know that.

[background chatter]

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: I am sure, Knox County is not expecting

what they are getting.

The Corbin Redhoud is romping and stomping tonight.

Coach Farris: Get your hat on Freeman,

Now or never, you're in.

Kyle, I wanna see what you got at running back.

Cameron you're moving to left guard,

32 power and left.

Let's grind it out.

Come on get in there.

Jerry: This is it, baby.

Players: Go Travis!

[cheering]

Cameron: Hey, don't screw up!

Marshall: Look, look, you see?

I am telling you, Coach Farris is crazy!

Someone is gonna get hurt!

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Down!

Red 34, Red 34.

Set. Hut!

[grunting]

[♪♪♪]

[cheers and applause]

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: Gain of 11 yards, 1st down Redhounds.

[♪♪♪]

Cameron: Just like I taught you.

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: In the first game of the season,

Corbin an't missed a lick, mowing down opponents.

Slicker'n goose grease.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: Having

Travis Freeman back

the game, all.

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: Corbin is playing inspired football.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[players cheering and shouting]

[♪♪♪]

[players cheering and shouting]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Cameron: You taking my job?

[♪♪♪]

Travis: Jerry?

Jerry?

Jerry: What?

Travis: Where you been, man?

Jerry: Here.

Travis: You weren't at practice.

Where were you?

Jerry: Don't need it.

Don't play.

Travis: What did you say?

Jerry: Nothing.

Travis: Come on man, we're going to grab a bit at the depot.

Jerry: Nah, you go ahead, I'm good where I am.

Travis: You drinking?

Right out here?

Jerry: This ain't drinking.

This is my after school job.

I smell beer.

I'm double checking the expiration dates.

Travis: Are you trying to get kicked off the team!

Jerry: What team?

This is fifth grade.

It's always been about Travis Freeman.

So go, go, big man.

Mr. Everything.

Ain't that what the paper used to call you?

Travis: Why do you do this?

Jerry: You really have no idea, do you?

It's so easy for you.

Travis: Easy for me?

I'm blind!

Jerry: Yeah, but, did it stop you?

For one second?

No!

It didn't.

You play, you get grades, you go to college.

Travis: Cut it out, Jerry.

Jerry: You do it all.

What am I missing, huh?

Why?

Travis: I can't talk to you like this.

Jerry: Hey, you want to know why I drink?

Because I like it.

Hey Trav, hey Trav, where are you going?

Announcer: The Redhounds have run smack into a stubborn,

ornery Wildcat team.

And despite some uneven play, Corbin still has a chance

to secure their place in the playoffs

by putting together a fourth quarter touchdown drive

to win this game.

Coach Farris: What's the problem ref?

Referee: Coach, we've got blood.

He's got to sit out a play.

Cameron: I'm fine!

Coach Burley: There's no time outs left.

Coach Farris: Freeman, get in there!

Freeman!

Hey!

Travis: Sorry!

Coach Farris: Kyle!

[crowd noise]

Hey!

Coach Farris: No, no, Kyle, get him.

What are you doing, get out of here!

Travis: Get off of me!

Coach Farris: Kyle, will you get him!

Announcer: There's some confusion on the field.

Coach Farris: That's right, yeah.

[players shouting and cross talk]

Announcer: Wildcats show blitz.

Travis: What, huh?

[players shouting]

Set. Hut!

[players shouting and grunting]

[grunting]

I told you this would happen!

[crowd shouting]

Announcer: Blue camp recovers the football.

Corbin is going to lose this game and fall to 5 and 2,

and miss the chance to secure their place in the playoffs.

Karen: Freddie?

[whistle]

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Coach Burley: This is not good.

Grab you bag.

[groaning]

Travis: No, who is it?

Coach Burley: Stay down Freddie, stay down, stay down.

Travis: Was that my fault?

Coach Burley: We are going to need stretcher.

Yes sir.

Coach Burley: It's okay, it's okay.

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Llarry: Trav, you ready to go?

Travis: Yes sir.

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Travis: Dad.

Larry: Yeah?

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Announcer: Well, for Corbin, it comes down to

the last game of the season.

Win, and they are in the playoffs for the first time

in ten years.

Lose, and their season is over.

Duncan: Hey Coach, can you come in for a minute?

Coach Farris: Can it wait?

Duncan: I won't keep you long.

Coach Farris: Hello, Karen.

Karen: Hey Coach.

Coach Farris: How's Freddie making out?

Marshall: His leg's broke.

Karen: He's in traction for the next couple of weeks.

But he's still making jokes.

Coach Farris: You tell him I'll be by to see him again

next week.

Duncan: I was just telling Karen and Mr. Marshall here,

how I tried to keep Travis Freeman from playing.

Coach Farris: Well, I think Travis has as much right

to play as --

Marshall: He doesn't have any right to put those kids

in danger!

Freddie would be starting tonight if it wasn't

for that boy!

Duncan: I'm afraid I agree.

Now, I want your word that you will not play that boy again.

Coach Farris: [Sighs] Are we done here?

Duncan: I want your word.

Coach Farris: Look, folks, I'm sorry about Freddie,

but I don't blame Travis for it.

It was a missed block, it happens all the time.

Marshall: You have a good game, because it's going to be

your last.

Coach Farris: Well, that's not for you to say,

is it, Mr. Marshal.

But I'll tell you something.

If it is my last game, win or lose, it's mine, not yours.

And it's not yours, neither Jasper.

So from now on just keep your plays to yourself

and stay off my football field.

Karen.

Duncan: We got through to him.

[background chatter]

Travis: What's --

Background hooting: Whoa, ho, ho!

Oh yeah!

Whoo hoo!

Travis: Jerry?

Ashley: Shut up.

Travis: You see what your doing?

Ashley: You got to kick butt Trav,

Go.

Travis: I will now.

[background chatter]

Jerry: Are we still talking?

Travis: Well, that depends.

Jerry: On what?

[Travis mutters under his breath]

Jerry: Here I want you to have this.

Travis: What, what is it.

Jerry: This. Travis: What is it, what?

Jerry: It's that picture of us they took when we were kids,

in the end zone, the one they put in the paper?

Travis: Why are you giving this to me?

Jerry: We signed it man, we were going to sell it one day and --

Travis: Why Jerry?

Jerry: I owe you.

Travis: You owe me for what?

Jerry: I'm starting.

Travis: Do you think I let Freddie get hurt for you?

Jerry: What, No! That's not what I --

Travis: You think coach wants to start you?

You're the best quarterback I've ever seen,

but he doesn't want to use you.

He doesn't have a choice!

Jerry: Travis, you're not hearing me okay.

Coach Burley: Jerry, coach wants to see you.

Coach Burley: Jerry, coach wants to see you.

[door knock]

Coach Farris: Come on in.

Close it, park yourself.

I finally got thru to your ma at the hospital;

She has to work a double shift.

Jerry: Why should this game be any different?

Coach Farris: She said to wish you good luck.

You know, she works hard.

She keeps that place running; with all the doctors, nurses,

and aides, they do just what she tells them to do.

And she never has to raise her voice.

I admire that.

Jerry: Coach, are you starting me just because you have to?

Coach Farris: Don't you know me by now?

Hm?

Go on get ready to play.

Jerry: Yes, sir.

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Announcer: Deep in the fourth quarter

and Corbin finds itself behind in this must-win game.

Coach Farris: Full trips right, 27 traps, go on.

Announcer: But the Redhounds are threatening.

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Player: Watch 27.

Duncan: We need a win.

We need to play some football now, all right.

Jerry: Right 27.

Player: Kentucky, Kentucky.

Down, red 18, red 18.

Set. Hut.

[grunting]

[crowd cheering]

Coach Farris: Right 4 right, 80, all stop.

Jerry: Yes sir.

[crowd cheering]

Announcer: Corbin needs a touchdown.

Three points and a tie doesn't get them in the playoffs.

Jerry: 27.

Coach Farris: Come on son, run the play.

Jerry: Black 18, black 18.

Set. Hut!

[grunting]

Announcer: Drixon good for 7 yards.

[crowd cheering]

Coach Burley: One time out left, coach.

Drixon is hobbling back to the huddle.

He's had a big game tonight.

Farris has been working him like his brother-in-law's mule.

[crowd cheering]

Announcer: Farris is letting the clock run.

He is not going to leave them Colonels any time.

In case the Redhouds can score.

Baker's got time.

He's going for it all.

Oh, sugar!

[crowd groaning]

Duncan: Boy I tell you this game's just making that

tri-tip just hmmm.

Announcer: The clock stops with 34 seconds

Travis: I'm good.

Announcer: Corbin has just one time out left.

Coach Farris: We're going bullets left, zip.

22 tackled trap, yeah?

Travis: Yes sir.

Coach Farris: Go on.

>> Travis: Black 15, black 15.

Set. Hut!

[grunting]

Announcer: He's down to the 15. Clocks running.

Coach Farris: Come on, move it, move it, move it.

Announcer: Farris lets Baker get his team back to the line.

Coach Farris: You know it, do it, do it.

Announcer: No huddle.

Coach Farris: Kentuck, kentucky.

Announcer: Boy, Drixon's really limping now.

Split out left.

Jerry: Kentucky.

Down.

Set. Hut!

[grunting]

[groaning]

Draw, draw!

[crowd noise]

Coach Farris: Time!

Jerry: Time out, time out!

[crowd cheering]

Announcer: And Corbin takes it's last time out left.

[crowd cheering]

Announcer: Give me a root beer and a sack of nuts.

There's time for one last play!

This game!

Wow!

[crowd cheering]

Jerry: You all right man?

You okay? Come on.

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Jerry: Coach, he's done.

Coach Farris: All right, well, you take a seat, son.

Offense!

Bring it in.

Coach Burley: Twins left, 48 sweep.

Coach Farris: All right.

Kyle, I am going to need you to run the ball.

Kyle: Yes sir.

Coach Farris: Freeman, you got one last play in you?

Travis: You kidding?

Coach Farris: We're going to run twins, left 48 sweep.

Kyle.

Kyle: Yes sir.

Coach Farris: Don't you take all day about it.

You turn that corner and you bull your way

into that end zone.

Take a look at the guys around you.

Make sure when you walk off this field tonight,

you've given your best.

That you can hold your head up high.

It's been an honor to coach you boys.

Travis?

Travis: Redhound pride on three!

One, two, three--

Team: Redhound Pride!

Travis: Go.

[Cross Talk]

Jerry: You got this Trav.

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[Duncan mutters under his breath]

Jerry: All right, boys, here we go.

Twins left....

No, check that, let's run something else.

Cameron: Are you serious?

Jerry: Cameron, you're at center.

Kyle, you are guard.

Travis, you're in the backfield.

Travis: Wait what?

Jerry.

Cameron: You're not screwing this up!

Just run the damn play.

Jerry: Hey, there is no damn way in hell Kyle can score

on a sweep and you know that.

But Travis can run 23 Blast in his sleep!

Travis: But the hand off man.

Jerry: Don't worry about it, I'll get you the ball.

All you have to do is run straight ahead.

You can run straight line, can't you?

Travis: Why are you doing this man?

Jerry: 'Cause I'm the quarterback.

And you, you're Travis Freeman.

Make a hole!

Hit that linebacker like he's your old man.

Let's do it boys.

23 Blast on 1.

Ready?

Break!

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: Fasten your seatbelts folks, this is roll up time.

It's a full house backfield with Madens, Saunders,

and, wait a minute, that's number 63.

Ashley: Travis is in the backfield!

Mary: He's what?

Marshall: What the hell!

Coach Farris: No, he didn't!

Coach Burley: Yeah, he did.

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[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Fingertips!

[♪♪♪]

Down!

Black 22!

Black 22!

Set!

[heavy breathing]

Hut!

[heavy breathing]

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Travis: Am I in?

Announcer: It's gonna be close.

What's the call?

Spectator: What we got?

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: What's the call?

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: The refs are digging in the pile.

[♪♪♪]

Announcer: Touchdown!

[cheering and shouting]

Spectator: I knew it, I knew it, I told ya!

[cheering]

Coach Burley: Guess who's going to the playoffs!

Announcer: Corbin Redhoumds, win!

[♪♪♪]

Coach Farris: Son of a gun!

[cheering]

[♪♪♪]

Jerry: Yes, yes, whoo!!

[♪♪♪]

[fireworks popping]

Travis: Yeah!

Jerry: Whoo!

Whoo, hoo!

[Players screaming and cheering]

Jerry: Meet me at the top!

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[crowd cheering]

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[clapping in rhythm]

♪ Oh, there's a sun coming up ♪

♪ In my soul

♪ Lord, In my soul

♪ There's a sun coming up ♪

In my soul ♪

♪ Lord in my soul

♪ I see the light, I see the light ♪

♪I see the light I see the light♪

♪ Oh thank you God

♪ I see the light

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Ooh ♪ Hey, hey

♪ Ooh ♪ Hey, hey

♪ My Beloved bring me awake ♪

♪ Take me up to your resurrection place ♪

♪ My Beloved bring me awake ♪

♪ Because I want to feel your light on my face ♪

♪ Oh, there's a sun coming up ♪

♪ In my soul

♪ Lord, in my soul

♪ There's a sun coming up ♪

♪ In my soul

♪ Lord, in my soul

♪ I see the light, I see the light ♪

♪I see the light, I see the light ♪

♪ Oh thank you God

♪ I see the light

♪ Hey! Hey!

♪ Oh ♪ Hey! Hey!

♪ Oh ♪ Hey! Hey!

♪ Oh

♪ Hey! Hey!

♪ Oh

♪ My Beloved take me away ♪

♪ Over Jordan up out of this place ♪

♪ My Beloved, for you I wait ♪

♪ With you here till forever face to face ♪

♪ Oh, there's a sun coming up ♪

♪ In my soul, Lord, in my soul ♪

♪ There's a sun coming up ♪

♪ In my soul, Lord, in my soul ♪

♪ I see the light, I see the light ♪

♪ I see the light, I see the light ♪

♪ Oh thank you God, I see the light ♪

♪ Oh ♪ Hey, hey

♪ Oh ♪ Hey, hey

♪ No more sorrow, no more pain ♪

♪ No more darkness weighing down on me ♪

♪ No longer blind, now I can see ♪

♪ Forever light, forever free ♪

♪ I see the light, I see the light ♪

♪ I see the light, I see the light ♪

♪ Oh thank you God, I see the light ♪

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