This is the transcript to Winnie the Pooh Meets the Rookie of the Year.
Opening/Meet Henry Rowengartner[]
(The film opens in a high view of Wrigley Field, Home of the Chicago Cubs. The stadium was empty but today was Opening day for the cubs and everyone was preparing to get the stadium ready for the game. Fans were waiting and the staff were getting the field ready while a man gets yearbooks stacked. Later a sign says "Opening Day CUBS vs GIANTS". Then the gates open and everyone was getting inside to see the game and meanwhile the staff are putting up Cubs merchandises. Fans are waiting and excited for the game. Later at a radio station)
Cliff Murdoch: Opening day at Wrigley and, oh, what a sight. The diamonds, the decorations, and the dread of yet another losing season.
(Suddenly the equipment shorts out)
Cliff Murdoch: Aah! Ugh! (bangs on it) Ernie! It’s fritzing out again! You were supposed to fix this thing. Will you hurry up?! Will you hustle?! Hustle! Hustle! Somebody get me a coffee, please.
Ernie: Mr. Murdoch--
Cliff Murdoch: What?!
Ernie: I think this is is gonna be the season for the Cubs.
Cliff Murdoch: You think it's gonna be the season? Why would you think that? We--We haven't won a Pennant since '45 and Series since, uh...
Ernie: 1908.
Cliff Murdoch: 1908!
Ernie: I just have this feeling.
Cliff Murdoch: You got a feeling. He's got a feeling! Cancel the coffee! Get me what Ernie's drinking! He’s got a feeling about--
(The sign says "On Air”)
Ernie: We’re on the air.
Cliff Murdoch: Ahh... We're on the air, live. I'm Cliff Murdoch.
(The game was about to begin)
Cliff Murdoch: David Pierce will be facing Giant leadoff great Clay Kyle. Ten bucks says Kyle knocks it out of the park.
Ernie: All right.
(David throws the pitch)
Cliff Murdoch: And there's the first pitch of the season. Ooh, Kyle got a hold of that. Is it enough? It’s going back, back... (takes some money) ...back! Has it got the distance? It’s going... going... going!
(The scene changes to where Henry Rowengartner catches a ball with his baseball mitt)
Henry Rowengartner: Rowengartner makes the grab! Unbelievable!
George: Come on, Henry!
Henry Rowengartner: Oh.
(Henry catches up with his friends.)
Clark: Hurry up!
George: Watch out! (laughing)
Henry Rowengartner: Wait up, guys.
Clark: Look out, George, you're gonna wreck it!
George: (laughing)
Henry Rowengartner: Come on, guys.
Mr. Banks: Good luck today, Henry.
Henry Rowengartner: Thanks, Mr. Banks.
Mr. Banks: What's in the baby carriage?
George: Our baby!
Mr. Banks: Baby?
(They laughed while running on the sidewalk)
George: Hang on! Coming through.
Clark: Out of the way!
(They continue to run down the sidewalk until...)
Mary Rowengartner: Hey, not so fast. Where do you think you're going?
Henry Rowengartner: Mom!
Mary Rowengartner: (to George and Clark) Hello, George. Hello, Clark.
Henry Rowengartner: I got a game.
George: Yeah. Henry thinks that he's actually gonna play today.
Henry Rowengartner: David Rosenthal starts Hebrew school this week.
Mary Rowengartner: Well, it would be great if you got to play, but, honey, if you don't...
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah?
Mary Rowengartner: I'm gonna let you do the laundry when you get home.
Henry Rowengartner: You're too kind, Mom. (to George and Clark) Come on.
Mary Rowengartner: Have fun!
Clark: Your mom is so cool.
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah. She's all right.
Mary Rowengartner: Hey! Wait! Wait! Sunblock.
(She throws the sunblock as Henry attempts to catch it, but he missed.)
Clark: Nice catch, Henry.
George: Yup, you're gonna get a lot of playing time.
Henry Rowengartner: He's gotta put me in, it's either me or Windemere.
(Then the heroes arrived in Chicago)
Winnie the Pooh: Hello, is anybody here?
Henry Rowengartner: Oh, hello. Who are you?
Winnie the Pooh: Well, this is Piglet, Tigger, and Rabbit, and Eeyore.
Eeyore: Thanks for noticing.
Winnie the Pooh: And I'm Winnie the Pooh. But you can call me Pooh for short.
Brock: My name's Brock, and I'm a Pokémon breeder.
Misty: And I'm Misty. My specialty is water Pokémon.
Togepi: Togi.
Ash Ketchum: My name's Ash Ketchum, and I'm trying to be a Pokémon master.
Pikachu: Pika.
Ash Ketchum: Oh yeah. And this is Pikachu.
Pikachu: Pikachu.
Littlefoot: I’m Littlefoot.
Cera: I’m Cera.
Ducky: I'm Ducky and this is Spike
Spike: (mumbles)
Petrie: Me Petrie.
Chomper: I'm Chomper.
Ruby: I'm Ruby.
Grandpa Longneck: I'm Littlefoot’s grandfather, Grandpa Longneck.
Grandma Longneck: And I'm his grandmother, Grandma Longneck.
Fred Jones: I’m Fred Jones. This is Velma, Daphne, Shaggy, and Scooby
Miss Frizzle: I’m Valerie Frizzle. But you can call me Miss Frizzle, and this is Liz and my class.
Skipper: I'm Skipper and this is my team, Kowalski, Rico, and Private.
Simba: I'm Simba and this is Nala.
Timon: I'm Timon.
Pumbaa: Pumbaa!
Tennesse Tuxedo: Tennesse Tuxedo is the name. And this is my chump, Chumley.
Chumley: Uh, please to meet ya.
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Tigger: And who are you?
Henry Rowengartner: My name is Henry Rowengartner and these are my friends, George and Clark.
Piglet: Nice to meet you.
Cera: Where you going, Henry?
Henry Rowengartner: I got a game. You guys want to come?
Heroes: Sure.
(They head to the game)
Henry’s Little League game/Meet Mary Rowengartner/Meet Jack Bradfield[]
(The scene changes to the baseball field)
Windemere: (sneezes)
Coach: Windemere! Windemere!
Windemere: (sneezes)
(Henry was sitting at the dugout)
Coach: Windemere! What's wrong with him? You moron. You imbecile. Time out, ump! Time out! (to Henry) Rowengartner, get into right field.
(Henry smiles and runs out)
Coach: Windemere, you come on in here!
(Windemere does so. Becky watches from behind the fence and we see George and Clark at the scoreboard)
Clark: Yeah! Henry! Come on, Henry! Let's go.
George: Yeah!
(Henry gets onto the field)
George: Oh, my gosh.
Clark: I can't believe they're letting him play.
Coach: (to Windemere) Hustle on into the dugout. And I don't want to hear about no asthma, neither.
Windemere: (sneezes)
Coach: All right. Chuck it in there, baby. Chuck it. Chuck it in there, baby. Come on.
Henry Rowengartner: Okay, Teaser, let her rip! Throw him the cheddar! Come on! Right in the kitchen! Come on! Give him the big, high, stinking--
Little League Player: Would you shut up?
(Henry stays quiet)
Coach: Chuck it in there, baby. Bring it on, baby. Bring it. Bring the heat. Show him what you got. Chuck it in there. He's got nothing. He's got nothing.
(The batter hits the ball and was coming towards Henry)
Little League Player: It's yours! It's yours!
Henry Rowengartner: I got it!
Coach: Go back!
Henry Rowengartner: I got it!
Clark: Come on!
George: You can catch it!
Henry Rowengartner: I got it!
(As the ball comes closer, he backs into the fence and falls forward)
Little League Player: Get it. Get it.
(Henry tries to look for the ball, but since his cap was covering his eyes, he couldn't see it)
Henry Rowengartner: Uh...
Coach: Pick up the ball.
Henry Rowengartner: Uh, uh... (labored breathing) (sees the ball) Oh! Oh. (grabs it) Uh... (gets back up) I got, uh...
(He spins around, still can't see from his cap)
Coach: Throw the ball. Home. Home!
(Henry throws the ball, but in the wrong direction, to everyone's shock. Henry lifts up his cap and sees his mistake)
George: Is that play legal?
Misty: I feel bad for Henry making "that play".
(Later, Henry and the others arrived home)
Mary Rowengartner: Hey.
Henry Rowengartner: Hey.
Mary Rowengartner: How was the game?
Henry Rowengartner: (groans)
Mary Rowengartner: Well, what does that mean? Did you get to play?
Henry Rowengartner: They put me in right field.
Mary Rowengartner: So, how'd you do?
Henry Rowengartner: Let's just say I made the play of the day.
Mary Rowengartner: That bad, huh?
Henry Rowengartner: I can't even catch a fly ball.
Mary Rowengartner: So? Maybe you're not cut out to be an outfielder. Maybe you should be a pitcher like your father was.
Henry Rowengartner: In my dreams. Plus, I made some new friends along the way. (gestures to the heroes) This is Pooh Bear, Ash, Littlefoot, and everyone else.
Winnie the Pooh: Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Rowengartner.
Mary Rowengartner: Nice to meet you.
(Henry was about to leave)
Mary Rowengartner: Hey. Hey! Laundry.
Henry Rowengartner: Mom.
Mary Rowengartner: (mockingly) Mom.
(Henry picks up the laundry basket and heads down to the basement)
Winnie the Pooh: We'll help him, Mrs. Rowengartner.
Mary Rowengartner: Thanks, guys. And please, call me Mary.
Ash Ketchum: Okay, Mary.
(They head down to the basement as Henry was putting laundry in the washing machine. He gets some soap)
Henry Rowengartner: What's this? The Cubs are bringing in their right fielder to pitch? (imitates crowd cheering) (imitates loudspeaker echo) Hen... ry Ro... wen... gart... ner. The entire season is resting Rowengartner's shoulders. Bottom nine. Two out. One on. Full count. Rowengartner takes a long look at the runner at second. (throws the soap in the washing machine) Strike one!
Wanda Li: Nice one.
(Mary was in the kitchen. Henry and the heroes come in)
Mary Rowengartner: Honey, dinner's almost ready.
Henry Rowengartner: You're going out again?
Mary Rowengartner: Yeah. You gonna be okay?
Henry Rowengartner: (takes out a glass) What's the occasion?
Mary Rowengartner: It's our three-week anniversary.
Henry Rowengartner: Three weeks? Congratulations.
Jack Bradfield: Hello! Anybody home?
Mary Rowengartner: What have you got against Jack?
Henry Rowengartner: He's moving too fast.
Arnold Perlstein: Who’s Jack?
Henry Rowengartner: My mom’s boyfriend.
Jack Bradfield: Mary? Henry! Hey! (comes into the kitchen) Now, the three-week anniversary is the, um, that's the necklace anniversary, I believe. (gives her a necklace case)
Mary Rowengartner: (takes the case) Oh, Jack, uh... (opens the case) Oh, Jack, this, uh...
Jack: Here, let me put it on you.
Mary Rowengartner: This is too much. Uh...
(He helps put the necklace on her)
Mary Rowengartner: Thank you.
(They kiss while Henry and the heroes looks disgusted)
Mary Rowengartner: Okay, uh... (to Henry) Honey... Uh, in bed by 8:30 and do all your homework.
(There was a knock at the door)
Mary Rowengartner: I'll get that.
(She opens the door and reveals to be Delia)
Ash Ketchum: Mom.
Winnie the Pooh: Mrs. Ketchum. What a nice surprise.
Shaggy Rogers: Like, what brings you here?
Delia Ketchum: I was just passing through Chicago, and I thought I would drop by since you guys were here.
Mary Rowengartner: How are you doing, Mrs. Ketchum? Mary Rowengartner. And this is Jack Bradfield and my son, Henry.
Delia Ketchum: Nice to meet you.
At School/Henry breaks his arm[]
(Later at school, Henry and the heroes have lunch)
Edith: Hi, Clark.
Clark: Hi, Edith.
George: Why don't you talk to Becky Fraker?
Henry Rowengartner: We have nothing in common.
George: So?
Henry Rowengartner: So, what are we talking about?
Clark: Talk about the boat. Her dad has a boat. We have a boat.
George: We don't have a boat. We have wood in the vague shape of a boat.
Edith: Carrie Harold told me that Becky Fraker doesn't think you're very ugly.
Henry Rowengartner: Forget it, guys. She doesn't like me. And besides, she's not that hot.
George: Not that hot? She's stacked. Just look at her sipping that milk. Milk's done that body good.
(The scene changes to outside where kids were playing baseball)
Clark: Hey, look. There's Becky and Tiffany.
George: (waves) Hi.
Kid: Hey, Rowengartner... (Henry and the heroes got his attention) ...good game yesterday. (laughing)
(Henry and the heroes scoff and roll their eyes in annoyance)
Clark: Don't worry about it. I mean, that kid's a dork anyways.
Kid: Hey, Rowengartner!
(Henry got his attention again)
Kid: Catch!
(He hits a fly ball and Henry sees Becky and he has a chance to impress her. He ran and attempts to catch the ball but without looking where he was going, he didn't see a baseball was in front of him. As he attempts to catch the ball, his foot stepped on the ball and falls on his side much his friends' horror. Henry wakes up with a cast)
Doctor: Radial fractures of the ulna, assorted rotator cartilage damage.
Mary Rowengartner: How long will he have to be in the cast?
Doctor: August, minimum.
Mary Rowengartner: Oh, no.
Henry Rowengartner: August? That's like, four months.
Doctor: Henry has to take it easy. I want those bones to set correctly.
Henry: (sarcastically) This is gonna be a great summer.
(Mary Henry and the heroes leave the doctor and later Henry was doing okay with his cast as he passes his teammates and does his school work. He sees Mary dancing with Jack and covers his face with a cloth. As months passed, Henry was excited that his cast was gonna come off)
Clark: Hurry.
George: Let's go, Henry.
Henry Rowengartner: Come on, Mom.
Mary Rowengartner: All right. Okay.
Henry Rowengartner: Come on!
Mary Rowengartner: Thank you.
Clark: Wait. Wait.
George: Let's go!
(In the doctor's office)
Doctor: The bone is fine, but the, uh, tendons have fused with the humerus.
(George and Clark are playing with medical equipment)
Mary Rowengartner: Is that bad?
Doctor: It's unusual. Uh, let's take a look. Okay, let's start with the fingers. Good. Good. Now raise the arm.
(Henry does so as we hear a creaking sound)
Doctor: Good. Good. Now, to the side.
(Henry does so as we hear more creaking)
Doctor: Good. Uh, now, bend at the elbow.
(Henry does so)
Doctor: Good. Good. And now, rotate from the shoulder, slowly.
(Henry does so, but not slowly as he accidentally hits the doctor. Mary, George, Clark, and the heroes were surprised.)
Doctor: Ow!
Mary Rowengartner: Oh! Oh, no!
Henry Rowengartner: Whoa!
Doctor: Ow! Oh.
Mary Rowengartner: Oh!
Doctor: Oh! Funky... butt-loving...
George: Did he say, "funky butt-loving"?
Doctor: Oh! Ahh!
Henry Rowengartner: I'm sorry. I don't know what happened.
Mary Rowengartner: Are--Are you all right?
Doctor: I, uh, I think what's happened here is those tendons have healed, uh, a little tight. I've never seen anything quite like that.
Henry Rowengartner: I'm really sorry.
Doctor: Go. Please. Just go.
Mary Rowengartner: Uh, you guys, come on. Let's go. Quickly, quickly.
George: Man, Henry.
Mary Rowengartner: I am so sorry.
Clark: What'd you hit him in the nose for, huh?
Doctor: Hey, I'm going to want to see you on, uh, three weeks.
Mary Rowengartner: Right. Okay. Thank you.
Doctor: Okay. Nurse?
Cubs Game/Throw it Back[]
(The kids and the heroes go down the escalator)
Mary Rowengartner: Here. (gives Henry an envelope)
Henry Rowengartner: What's this?
Mary Rowengartner: Happy cast off day.
Clark: What is it?
Henry Rowengartner: Cubs tickets!
Clark, George, and the heroes: Oh, my gosh!
(Later on, at the metro train...)
The heroes, Henry, and his friends: (singing) We’re goin' to the Cubs game
We’re goin' to the Cubs game
Clark: Hold it!
(They ran excitedly towards the stadium and enter the bleachers)
Vendor: Programs! Programs here! Programs!
George: Whoa, gosh, it's huge.
Clark: Oh, man! Look at how green it is.
Henry Rowengartner: Wow. Wrigley Field. This is great.
Ralphie Tennelli: So cool.
(A sandbag was being lifted by a pitcher and was ready to pitch)
George: You think they’ll pull it out today?
Henry Rowengartner: Definitely. They got Steadman on the mound.
Chet Steadman: (growls)
George: Come on, Rocket!
(Steadman threw the pitch, but an Expos player hits a home run to the bleachers)
Henry Rowengartner: Come on, Rocket. Throw the heat.
(Chet feels his arm)
Bleacher Bums: (chanting) Throw it back! Throw it back! Throw it back!
George: Throw it back! Throw it back!
Clark: What are you doing?
George: I don’t know. They’re saying it.
Dorothy Ann Hudson: According to my research, when a Cubs opponent batter hits a home run ball to the bleachers, a Cubs fan must throw it back to the field as Wrigley Field rules.
Clark: Oh. Throw it back! Throw it back!
(The fan throws it, but it hits the net as everyone laughs)
Clark: (laughs) What kind of throw was that?
Henry Rowengartner: I could throw better than that.
Cliff Murdoch: Well, that's gonna bring Rocket's earned-run average to about, uh, 300 or so, which equals the attendance here today. What a team.
Ernie: Poor Mr. Carson. I mean, his last season as team owner, he must be really depressed.
(Later an old man from outside the box gets up and leaps)
Bob Carson: Oh, boy! Fish Fish! Fish, look! A decoder ring. I got it out of the Cracker Jack box! It fits on your finger! Isn't that great?
Larry Fisher: Great. Great. The man's turning into a Cracker Jack. Oh, okay, Uncle Bob.
Bob Carson: Gee! (chuckles) Come on! What is this? Get the game going! What's going on?
Derkin: Uh, if we don't sell out every game for the rest of the season, we are going to, uh... have to forfeit the franchise.
Larry Fisher: Forfeit the franchise? Just when I'm about to take over the team? No money, no team?
Derkin: We need a miracle, sir.
(Later with Henry)
Henry Rowengartner: Throw him the cheese! Throw him the high, stinky, limburger!
(Chet was surprised and sees Henry and the heroes chanting his nickname)
Clark: Yeah, Rocket!
Henry Rowengartner: All right!
The kids and Heroes: (chanting) Rocket! Rocket! Rocket! Rocket!
(He throws another pitch, and it becomes a home run again)
George: Whoa!
(It lands on a bench, but George grabs it)
Clark: Yes! We got!
George: Got it! Yes! (blows a raspberry)
Clark: Yes!
(They crowd chants “Throw it back!”)
Henry and Clark: Throw it back! Throw it back!
(George was about to throw the ball)
George: Wait a sec, this game is on cable. (to Clark) Here.
Clark: (takes the ball) Sure. I'll throw it and get razzed. (to Henry) Here, Henry, you throw it. (gives him the ball)
Henry Rowengartner: Okay. Here goes.
(He prepares to throw but then his arm began to have a strange squeaky noise to everyone’s surprise, he throws the ball all the way to the catcher’s mitt as everyone looks stunned)
Henry Rowengartner: Oh, my gosh.
(The catcher attempts to get the runner out, but he was safe)
Umpire: Safe!
Clark: Did you see that?
George: Whoa!
(Everyone and Steadman looked shocked and looked at the heroes in the bleachers)
Cliff Murdoch: Somebody just threw a frozen rope from the bleachers to home plate. That's got to be 435 feet.
Larry Fisher: Derkin! Bring me that arm!
(At the bleachers)
Bleacher Bum #1: Hey, kid!
Bleacher Bum #2: Hey, hey, hey!
Man: What the heck was that?
Henry Rowengartner: Huh? I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. My tendons, they're too tight.
Bleacher Bum #3: What’s your name kid?
George: Henry Row--
Henry Rowengartner: Shut up, George.
Bleacher Bum #1: You trying to show me up, Henry?
Henry Rowengartner: No! (to George, Clark, and the heroes) Come on, guys. Let's get out of here!
Rabbit: Run Run! We gotta run!
Ash Ketchum: Hurry!
Sandy Cheeks: Come on move!
(Henry, his friends and the heroes ran)
Bleacher Bums: Come here! Come back! Come back!
Bleacker Bum #3: (to Bleacher Bum #1) He'd kill you.
Bleacher Bum #1: Thanks.
Cliff Murdoch: I just figured out why the Cubs lose every year. They got more talent in the stands than they do in the field. Who threw that?
(Derkin comes into Fisher's office)
Larry Fisher: Did you find him?
Derkin: Oh, no. He left already.
Larry Fisher: Did you get a name?
Derkin: Yeah. Henry. But--
Larry Fisher: Henry what?!
Derkin: Nobody in the bleachers knows him.
Larry Fisher: How are we gonna find him?
Derkin: Sir, this Henry is just a child.
Larry Fisher: What do you mean, a chi-- What do you mean, a child?!
Derkin: He's a child. He's a little, short, young person. He's ten, eleven years old.
Larry Fisher: I take this business very seriously. If you're joking, I swear you're going to end up selling wieners in the nosebleed section.
Derkin: I'm not joking, sir. Really. This Henry's just a kid.
Larry Fisher: A kid? A kid. Excellent. Find him.
Meet Sal Martinella/Henry plays for the Cubs/Meet Chet Steadman and Phil Brickma[]
(Back home, Henry, his friends, and the heroes were playing baseball)
Henry Rowengartner: Rowengartner checks the runners. And the pitch.
(A car horn honks as we see Mary, Delia, and Jack returning home)
Mary Rowengartner: Hi, honey.
Henry Rowengartner: Mom, watch this.
George and Clark: Wait!
(Henry throws the ball as George and Clark get out of the way and we hear glass shattering. Mary drops a grocery bag)
George: Gosh, Henry, you could play for the Cubs.
(Jack also drops a bag and then we cut to him talking on the phone)
Jack Bradfield: It's incredible, a real try-out with the Cubs? He's gonna be thrilled. Thank you, Mr. Fisher. Fish. Yeah. (chuckles) (hangs up)
Mary Rowengartner: I am worried about Henry. This arm thing is weird.
Jack Bradfield: This arm thing is fantastic. (takes a chip from the bag) Cheers. (eats the chip)
Mary Rowengartner: What's wrong with you? (eats a chip)
Jack Bradfield: (shrugs) Nothing.
(Then the doorbell rang, and Henry opens the door, revealing a man in a suit)
Sal Martinella: Hello, son. I'm looking for Henry Rulingferder.
Henry Rowengartner: Henry Rowengartner?
Sal Martinella: Yeah. Is he here?
Henry Rowengartner: I'm Henry.
Sal Martinella: I must be looking for your father.
Henry Rowengartner: (confused) My dad?
(Then a horn honks and we see Jack pulling up)
Jack Bradfield: Whoo! Yoo! (opens the car door) Hey, ho! Ow. Ow. Ooh. Ow. (gets out of the car) Here we go. Here we go. Sorry I'm late. (runs to the porch) Sal Martinella, right? Jack Bradfield. I am a huge, huge fan. (shakes hand with him) (to Henry and the heroes) Come here, guys.
(Henry and the heroes come out)
Jack Bradfield: Henry, this is Sal Martinella, the manager of the Chicago Cubs.
Henry Rowengartner: (gasps in surprise)
Jack Bradfield: And this is Henry Rowengartner, the next Nolan Ryan. And these are his friends.
(The scene changes to where Sal tests Henry's throwing while Fisher, Jack, and the heroes were watching. Henry throws a ball very fast and Sal sees that it went 101 miles per hour)
Sal Martinella: Holy Christmas. Who is this kid?
Larry Fisher: Jack, he is a golden goose.
Sal Martinella: This kid's incredible.
Larry Fisher: Just think of the possibilities, Jack. A 12-year-old kid playing in the major leagues.
Jack Bradfield: I know.
(Henry throws another ball and this time, the speed detector shows it was 103 miles per hour)
Sal Martinella: Wow!
Larry Fisher: You are going to be his manager. And managers, Jack, get 10%.
Jack Bradfield: 10%?
Sal Martinella: One more.
Larry Fisher: All we got to do is get the contract signed.
Jack Bradfield: Well, that's no problem.
(Henry throws another ball and it hits the fence very hard)
Sal Martinella: Ooh!
Larry Fisher: Hey, kid! How would you like to pitch for the Chicago Cubs?
Henry Rowengartner: Great! But I got to ask my mom first.
Larry Fisher: He's got to ask his mom first. (to the heroes) Hey, you guys want to be honorary Cub players?
Winnie the Pooh: Oh, Mr. Fisher, we couldn't agree more. Although, I don't think any of us ever played baseball.
Misty: I'm not sure.
Larry Fisher: You’ll get payed even without playing.
(The scene changes to Henry, Mary, Jack, and the heroes walking through a crowd of people)
Mary Rowengartner: Excuse me. Honey, just keep-- ow!
Henry Rowengartner: I'm trying.
Mary Rowengartner: Jack, you didn't tell me it was going to be such a zoo.
Jack Bradfield: Oh, I didn't know. Stop worrying. It's just part of the game.
Henry Rowengartner: It'll be great, Mom!
Larry Fisher: Mrs. Rowengartner, Larry Fisher. (shakes her hand) Great news. Great news. I got Pepsi, Kellogg, and Reebok foaming at the mouth for a piece of the kid.
Mary Rowengartner: Which piece?
(They enter a room full of press and paparazzi. Henry walks up to the microphone stand)
Woman: He can't even peer over the top of the podium.
(Jack helps Henry up)
Woman: Hey, hey, hey! Who are you?
Jack Bradfield: Hi, uh, I'm... I'm Jack Bradfield. I'm Henry's manager.
Man: We've been told that...
(Mary stares at Jack in shock)
Jack Bradfield: What? Didn't I tell you that?
Man: The question is, can you pitch?
Henry Rowengartner: Um, well... my- my dad used to play.
Man: Semi-pro? Pro?
Henry Rowengartner: I'm not sure, but he was a pitcher.
Man: Henry! Henry! Henry! How about you? Any experience?
(Elsewhere, people were watching Henry on TV)
Henry Rowengartner: (on TV) Well, I play little league...
Kid: Hey. Look, it's Rowengartner.
Reporter: (on TV) Carson, Carson. We've all seen these publicity stunts before. How do we know Henry isn't here just to sell tickets?
Henry Rowengartner: (on TV) I can pitch.
(We see the doctor working on a patient's leg and then he sees Henry on TV)
Man: Oh, you can pitch?
Patient: It knots up on me.
Reporter: (holds up a ball) Prove it. (throws it to Henry)
Henry Rowengartner: All right. I will.
(He was about to throw it, but Fisher stops him)
Larry Fisher: Wait. Wait. Wait. You want to see him pitch?
All: (on TV) Yeah!
Larry Fisher: (on TV) Come out to Wrigley.
(Everyone watching on TV started yelling. We then change to Henry, George, Clark, Mary, Jack, and the heroes getting out of a van to Wrigley Field)
Henry Rowengartner: Oh, wow.
Clark: Whoa!
George: Whoa!
Henry Rowengartner: Come on!
Mary Rowengartner: Hey, wait. Wait, wait, wait!
(Later the heroes arrived at Wrigley Field and head for the players entrance)
Mary Rowengartner: You ready?
Henry Rowengartner: Can't we just say good-bye here?
Mary Rowengartner: No, I want to make sure you get in okay.
Mary Rowengartner: None of the other Cub moms are gonna be there.
Mary Rowengartner: Okay. You got too big on me. (kisses his forehead and brushes him off) Bye. Have a great game.
Jack Bradfield: Hey, hey, hey.
Mary Rowengartner: Okay. Okay. (to George and Clark) I'll see you guys up there.
George: (waves) Bye.
Clark: Okay, Mrs. Rowengartner.
(They head to the door. Henry knocks and a man’s head comes out the window)
Man: Autographs after the game.
Henry Rowengartner: Wait! I'm Henry Rowengartner. And these are my friends.
Man: Oh, well, why didn't you say so? Oh, that's a horse of a different color. Come on in. (opens the entrance) Come on!
(Henry and the heroes enter)
Henry Rowengartner: (to George and Clark) Come on, guys.
Man: No. Can't come in here. Players only. (to Henry and the heroes) The locker room's right at the end of the hall.
(The doors closed, and Henry and the heroes walked down the hall. They enter the locker room where the other players were chattering)
Man: Yeah, that's 'cause you're lonely. That's why.
Henry Rowengartner: Hi
(The players stop chattering as they see Henry and the heroes)
Henry Rowengartner: I'm Henry Rowengartner. I'm the new pitcher. And these are my friends. They’re honorary players.
Ash Ketchum: How’s it going?
(They just stared at them until they laughed)
Player: Hey, where's your mother?
(Henry and the heroes walk through the players)
Henry Rowengartner: Wow! Stan Okie.
(Stan looks at them)
Henry Rowengartner: Oh, my gosh. It's Billy Frick.
(They kept walking until they saw a familiar face)
Henry Rowengartner: Chet Steadman? Unbelievable. Mr. Steadman, can I have your autograph?
(Chet stares at him)
Henry Rowengartner: Could you sign it "Rocket"?
Chet Steadman: I don't do autographs.
(Henry frowned)
Sal Martinella: Ravenboozer... your locker's over here.
(Henry and the heroes walk up to his locker)
Sal Martinella: Brickma.
(The gate was closing on Brickma, but he stops it and opens it. He turns towards Henry and the heroes as he spits out a wrapper)
Sal Martinella: That's Phil Brickma, pitching coach. I beamed him in the minor leagues, and he's been following me around ever since. Brickma, this is Henry, Pooh Bear, and his friends.
Phil Brickma: Hi, Henry.
Henry Rowengartner: (shakes hands with him) Nice to meet you, Mr. Brickma.
Ash Ketchum: Us, too.
Phil Brickma: Welcome to the big show. Now, it's gonna take a lot of work, it's gonna take a lot of sweat, but eventually, I am going to mold you into one of the greatest 12-year-olds that ever played this game! Yeah! (choking) (coughing) (gasps) (high-pitched) Suit up. I'll see you out there. (gags)
(Henry looks in his locker)
Henry Rowengartner: Wow.
(He was about to change but he sees two players between him. He changes in his locker as the other players were gone. He comes out wearing his Cubs uniform and puts on his hat, which was too big)
Henry Rowengartner: Yes.
Fred Jones: Let’s play ball.
Henry's first game[]
(Shirts were being hung and fans were heading to Wrigley Field, and it was getting packed due to the appearance of Henry Rowengartner)
Ernie: Wow! Look at all these people.
(To Fisher and Jack)
Larry Fisher: Sell out! (to Jack) Jack, we're one for one.
Cliff Murdoch: Well, mark it down, folks. August 11th, 12-year-old Henry Rowengartner steps in front of 35,000 fans at Wrigley field to become the youngest person in history to play major league baseball.
(In the dugout)
Henry Rowengartner: Okay, baby, put it right in his kitchen. Go to work. Come on, baby. Gas him, Rocket. All right. Come on. Put it right in his kitchen. Yeah! All right! Do the do!
Chet Steadman: Gosh.
Henry Rowengartner: Give them the cheese. The high, stinky cheddar!
(Chet Steadman throws a ball. The pitcher hits it as it bounces on the field. Chet stares at Henry and then Henry goes back in the dugout)
Chet Steadman: (snarls)
Larry Fisher: You are a bum, Steadman! Get him out!
(Henry sits on the bench as a Cubs batter approaches)
Henry Rowengartner: Hey.
Cubs Batter: You're in my seat. Pitchers... over there.
(Henry looks at the pitchers)
Henry Rowengartner: Hey.
(The telephone rings as Sal answers it)
Sal Martinella: Yeah?
Larry Fisher: Put the kid in.
Sal Martinella: The kid?
Larry Fisher: Put in what's his na-- Henry.
Sal Martinella: Look, he's not ready, Fish.
Larry Fisher: I don't care. We got a sell-out crowd, and they're not here to see Chet Steadman. Now!
Crowd: (chanting) We want Henry! We want Henry!
Sal Martinella: Rosenburger!
(Henry got his attention)
Sal Martinella: Warm up! You're going in.
(Chet throws another ball. When the pitcher hits it, it went high but hits the wall and lands in the right field)
Umpire: Safe!
(Chet and Mullins argue with ump)
Sal Martinella: I'm sticking a fork in him. He's done. Call in the kid.
Phil Brickma: Right.
Crowd: We want Henry! We want Henry! We want Henry! We want Henry! We want Henry! We want Henry! We want Henry!
Henry Rowengartner: What's Mr. Brickma doing?
Crowd: We want Henry! We want Henry!
Umpire: That's the signal, kid. You're in.
Henry Rowengartner: I'm in? I'm in?
Crowd: (chanting) Henry! Henry! Henry! Henry!
(Henry walks on the field as the crowd cheers)
Mary Rowengartner: Henry! He's so cute.
(Henry continues walking on the field to pitcher's plate as Sal towers down at him. He bends down)
Sal Martinella: (slow motion) Throw the heat.
(Thunder rumbles)
(Sal puts a ball in Henry's mitt and walks off as the crowd continues cheering. We then see a tall Mets batter named Heddo swinging his bat. Henry was shocked. Heddo walks onto the batter's plate)
Heddo: Let's go, kid. Where's your ma sitting? This one's for mommy. Mommy. Mommy!
Mary Rowengartner: Honey!
(Henry then prepares to pitch. He throws the ball very fast as Heddo hits it)
Mary Rowengartner: Oh, no.
(The ball flies very high)
Henry Rowengartner: Wow!
(The ball didn't land outside the field)
Heddo: Read them and weep, kid.
Mary Rowengartner: Oh, no!
(Henry just stared as the crowd continued jeering and sees Heddo running along the field)
Heddo: (tauntingly) Boo hoo hoo hoo! (laughing)
Crowd: Boo!
Heddo: (tauntingly) Wah! What, are you kidding me? I eat fats balls for breakfast.
Richards: Get you next time. (Heddo high fives a Mets player)
Heddo: Yeah, that's right!
Mary Rowengartner: Oh, he must feel so horrible.
Bob Carson: It's all right. In Chicago, we get used to this sort of thing.
(Henry was still shocked but then he picks up a sandbag. He tosses it as dust comes out)
Henry Rowengartner: (coughing)
(The crowd cheers as everyone waits for Henry to pitch. Henry throws the ball very fast as the umpire got out of the way and the Mets pitcher stumbled)
Henry Rowengartner: Sorry.
Umpire: Hit by the pitch. Take your base.
Cliff Murdoch: Ooh! That stings.
(The crowd jeers as Fisher shakes his head in disbelief)
Boy in Crowd: Come on!
Mary Rowengartner: It's okay, honey!
Chet Steadman: This is a joke. (goes down into the locker room)
(Henry just stood there)
Richards: Come on, kid. (picks up the ball) Gosh... (walks up to Henry)
Henry Rowengartner: They got to take me out. I-- I can't do this.
Richards: That's not my call, kid. Just rock and fire. Come on. Let's go.
Henry Rowengartner: Okay.
(He runs back to the batter's plate s Henry walks back into position)
Sal Martinella: Hey, come on kid! Throw the heat!
(Henry prepares to pitch)
Sal Martinella: We don't have a chance.
(The umpire prepares himself. Henry throws the ball, but the umpire misses and the ball hits a wired fence)
Henry Rowengartner: Oh, no!
Cliff Murdoch: It's a wild pitch, a very wild pitch.
Mary Rowengartner: Oh!
Henry Rowengartner: No!
Cliff Murdoch: White's on his horse. He's headed for third.
(The batter continues running, but the catcher picks up the ball and throws it)
Third Base Umpire: You're out!
Henry Rowengartner: Oh! Huh?
Cliff Murdoch: Richards nails White for the final out and the Cubs go on to win!
Ernie: All right, Henry! Way to go, Henry!
Cliff Murdoch: Rowengartner throws a homer, hits a man, throws a wild pitch, and still manages to get the save, and the Chicago Cubs beat the New York Mets 5-4.
(In the locker room)
Sal Martinella: You're gonna have to teach him.
Chet Steadman: Teach him what?
Sal Martinella: To pitch.
Chet Steadman: I'm not playing wet nurse to no 12-year-old.
Sal Martinella: You're not playing much of anything these days.
Chet Steadman: Brickma is the pitching coach.
Phil Brickma: Now, the key to being a big league pitcher is the three R's: readiness, recuperation, and conditioning.
Brain/Alan Powers: That's actually two R's and a C.
Phil Brickma: You see, after the game, a lot of guys like to ice-up their arm. Still other fellas think that heat is the way to go, but I have discovered the secret, Henry. Hot ice.
Ash Ketchum: Hot ice?
Phil Brickma: That's right. Hot ice.
Carlos Ramon: How do you make hot ice?
Phil Brickma: I heat up the ice cubes! It's the best of both worlds.
(Chet and Sal stared)
Cafeteria chat/Meet Becky Fraker[]
(At Henry's school in the cafeteria)
Becky Fraker: Hi, Henry.
(Henry, George, Clark, and the heroes got her attention)
Becky Fraker: Come on. Sit here.
(Stunned, Henry and George dropped their trays)
Becky Fraker: Come on.
Henry Rowengartner: Come on.
Clark: I'm not sitting over there.
George: Why?
Girl #1: Hi, Henry.
(Henry waves)
Henry Rowengartner: Don't worry about it.
Girl #2: Henry, over here!
Henry Rowengartner: It'll be fine. They're just... girls.
(They sit down with Becky)
Henry Rowengartner: Hi.
Becky Fraker: Hey.
Henry Rowengartner: How's it going?
Becky Fraker: Okay.
Henry Rowengartner: Good. Good. Good.
Clark: George, don't.
George: Hi, Tiffany.
Tiffany: Hi, Roger.
George: How's it going?
Tiffany: Not bad.
Clark: She called you Roger.
George: So?
Henry Rowengartner: Uh, you have the meat loaf?
Becky Fraker: Meat loaf?
George: Did you hear that Jimmy Rogers got a pencil stuck up his nose?
Tiffany: (laughing) No, I didn't hear that.
George: They had to use pliers.
Tiffany: Ow.
George: Yeah. The eraser's still up there.
Tiffany: That's pretty nasty.
Clark: (laughing)
Becky Fraker: What's that thing Clark's carrying around?
Henry Rowengartner: Oh, it's something for this boat we're working on.
Becky Fraker: You have a boat?
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah... kind of.
Tiffany: (laughing)
Becky Fraker: We have a boat, but I always have to ride in it with my parents.
Henry Rowengartner: Oh.
Clark: Tell her we'll take her for a ride. Ask her to go for a ride.
(The bell rings)
Becky Fraker: Well, I'll see you.
Tiffany: Bye, Roger.
George: Bye.
Clark: Man, you were this close!
Henry Rowengartner: When the boat's done, I'll ask her.
(The scene cuts to Henry, George, Clark and the heroes walking through the woods)
George: You're such a chicken, Henry.
Clark: You guys are both chicken.
George: Oh, come on. You know you like Edith.
Clark: Whatever.
Henry Rowengartner: Where you going?
George: Over here. All right.
(They set down the cloth as George removes it, revealing a boat engine)
Henry and George: Whoa!
Henry Rowengartner: Are you sure your dad said it was all right?
Clark: Let's just work on the boat. Okay.
(They pick up the engine and bring it over to and old boat)
Clark: Whoa. Whoa. Do not crack it, please. Yes. Okay. Go get me a screwdriver.
Henry Rowengartner: All right.
George: Okay.
Henry Rowengartner: Which one?
Clark: Uh, flathead.
George: All right, I'll start working on...
Clark: That red one right there. The red one.
(The scene changes to them running through the woods)
Clark: Come on, man. Hurry!
Henry Rowengartner: Hurry. Oh, man. I'm going to be late for practice.
Clark: My mom's gonna kill me.
The Have to/Mary chats with Chet[]
(Later at Wrigley, the Cubs were practicing for their game as Henry and the heroes arrive)
Man #1: Go, go, go, go! Dig it out! Dig it out!
Man #2: Give me one more. Yeah. Give me another one. (hits a ball) Yeah.
Phil Brickma: No! No, no, no! Morgan, come here. Let me show you how that's done, all right? Chin down! Eye on the ball! Now, bring it to me. (hits a ball) Uh! (the ball falls on his head) Oh. See what I did there, huh? You see that? All right. Now... give me the good stuff.
(He hits the ball again, but hits him on the head again)
Phil Brickma: Ooh! Third time's a charm. Let the big dog eat.
(He hits the ball again, but it hits the cloth again and falls on his head)
Sal Martinella: You're gonna be working with Steadman today.
Henry Rowengartner: (to Chet and the umpire) Hi, guys!
Sal Martinella: By the way, you're fined $500 for showing up late to practice. (walks off)
Henry Rowengartner: (shocked) $500?
???: For showing up late?!
Henry Rowengartner: That's like six year's allowance!
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Mary Rowengartner: Hi. I'm, uh, I'm Henry's mom.
Chet Steadman: Hi, Henry's mom.
Mary Rowengartner: (chuckles) Oh, sorry. It's Mary. I'm Mary.
Chet Steadman: (shakes hands with her) Hi, Mary. I'm Chet.
Mary Rowengartner: I know.
Chet Steadman: Nice to meet you.
Mary Rowengartner: Nice to meet you, too.
(They see Henry, George, Clark, and the heroes play imaginary baseball)
George: Whoa.
Clark: Get it! Get it!
George: It's coming. It's coming.
Mary Rowengartner: Thanks for whatever you said out there.
Chet Steadman: He's a good kid.
Mary Rowengartner: (sighs)
Chet Steadman: He must have a heck of a mom.
Mary Rowengartner: (nods) (laughs)
Road to Los Angeles[]
Phil Brickma: Baseball is 162 grueling games played in more than a dozen cities. Now, on the field, we conserve our energy. On the road, we conserve our food.
Henry Rowengartner: Food?
Phil Brickma: Everywhere we go there’s free food.
Shaggy Rogers: Free food? Like free room service?
Phil Brickma: Yes kinda. Anyway, look at this cake, for example. Now, I wrap it up in my vomit bag, I take it back to the hotel, put it on ice, and in the morning... viola! (The heroes and Henry were confused) Breakfast! Conservation, kids. Managing resources. That is the key to baseball! (accidentally slams his tray onto Sal's face)
Sal Martinella: (angrily) Brickma!
Phil Brickma: I'll be right back.
(He leaves as Chet watches)
Chet Steadman: Hey, rookies.
(Henry and the heroes got his attention)
Chet Steadman: Come here.
(Henry and the heroes went to sit next to him)
Chet Steadman: Have a seat.
Henry Rowengartner: All right.
Chet Steadman: What'd you get?
Henry Rowengartner: Chicken fingers.
Chet Steadman: How are they?
Henry Rowengartner: Good. How about you?
Chet Steadman: One of the best Salisbury steaks I've ever had in my life. You want some?
Henry Rowengartner: Sure.
Littlefoot: We would love some.
Henry: Thanks for signing that baseball.
Chet Steadman: Do me a favor. Don't call me Rocket.
Henry Rowengartner: Why?
Chet Steadman: Because I'm not the Rocket anymore.
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah, I don't get it. You're throwing so slow.
Chet Steadman: Well, thank you very much.
Henry Rowengartner: No, no, no. I mean, didn't the surgery fix your shoulder?
Chet Steadman: I don't know what my shoulder will do if I heat it up again.
(The plane lands in Los Angeles International airport. Later at a hotel)
Bellboy: This is your room, Mr. Rowengartner.
Henry Rowengartner: We get our own rooms?
Phil Brickma: Yep!
Henry Rowengartner: This is great!
Phil Brickma: Well, if you need anything, I'll be right next door, okay?
(The door closes)
Henry bats/Winning streak/Party scene[]
(Later at Dodger stadium)
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Larry Fisher: How you doing, Jack?
Jack Bradfield: Can you believe this?
Larry Fisher: A little bit of competition, huh? I've been talking to the Yankees. They want to buy the kid and his friends...
(Jack looks at him)
Larry Fisher: ...for $25 million.
Jack Bradfield: Buy him?
Larry Fisher: Buy him!
Jack Bradfield: They’re kids.
Larry Fisher: The Cubs own them, and as his manager, you get 10%, which translates into $2.5 million... (takes out a contract) ...if you can get Mary to sign the contract. You'll be in New York living like a king, and I think this could be a very good time to relocate.
Jack Bradfield: I'll do it. But you got to do something for me.
Larry Fisher: Name it.
Jack Bradfield: You got to get rid of Chet Steadman.
(They clink their glasses together later at the lake)
George: Where are they?
Diet Pepsi commercial/Chet gets the bad news[]
Director: From the top, everybody! And more smoke!
Henry Rowengartner: (singing) You know when it’s right
You know when you feel it, baby
You hold it
You hear it
You taste it it’s right
Backup singers: (singing) Diet Pepsi
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Henry: (singing) You got the right one, baby
Backup singers: (singing) Uh-huh
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah
Backup singers: (singing) Uh-huh
Diet Pepsi
If It's irresistibly, simplebly--
Director: That's a cut! Cut it!
Henry Rowengartner: I’m sorry. What was that last line again? (singing) If it's irresistibly, hypothetically--
Director: Henry! Henry. Henry.
(Later with Mary and Jack)
Mary Rowengartner: Oh, this is unbelievable.
Delia Ketchum: This is like that time my son was playing in that movie.
Jack Bradfield: (to Mary) Hey, I, uh, I need you to sign something.
Mary Rowengartner: What is this?
Jack Bradfield: This... is Henry and his freinds’ contract.
(Mary signs the contract and gives it back to Jack)
Jack Bradfield: What do you think of New York?
Mary Rowengartner: What?
Delia Ketchum: What are you talking about?
Jack Bradfield: Nothing.
Director: I need you to be more... handsome.
Henry Rowengartner: How much longer is this gonna take?
(Henry and the heroes run through the woods and arrived)
Henry Rowengartner: Hey! Hey.
(George wasn't happy to see them)
George: Well, look who finally decided to show up.
Clark: George!
Henry Rowengartner: They kept us there for hours. Do you think we like doing that?
George: I don't know. Do you?
Henry Rowengartner: Look, I'm sorry. Let's just work on the boat and forget it.
Phoebe: Yes. Bygones be bygones.
Clark: Okay.
George: No! I'm not gonna work on the boat just 'cause you say to.
Henry Rowengartner: What, I'm supposed to work on it by myself?
George: Great idea! Work on it yourself, Mr. Superstar!
Henry Rowengartner: What?!
George: The only reason you're playing for the Cubs is 'cause you broke your stupid arm. (to the heroes) And you guys were chosen to be honorary baseball players after they discovered Henry's pitching speed.
Tennessee Tuxedo: George, don't be ridiculous. We weren't expecting to be honorary baseball players since some of us never played baseball. And we wouldn't forget about you guys.
Chumley: Uh, you're absolutely right, Tennessee.
Clark: Guys! Come on!
Henry Rowengartner: Shut up!
George: Make me!
(They fight)
Clark: Come on, stop! You guys are friends! Stop it! Come on, you guys! Stop! Got off of him! Stop it now!
Henry Rowengartner: Shut up! I told you to shut up!
(Henry covers George's mouth, but George pushes Clark off of him)
Clark: Don't Stop!
Henry Rowengartner: Ow!
George: I hate you!
Clark: Stop!
(Later, it was raining at Wrigley field and inside, Henry was playing his video game on his Gameboy)
Chet Steadman: That's gonna make you stupid.
(Henry ignores him)
Chet Steadman: I guess it already did.
Sal Martinella: Steadman.
Chet Steadman: Yeah?
Sal Martinella: Get in here.
Chet Steadman: Ooh, maybe I'll get my big bonus. (sighs)
Sal Martinella: Inside.
(Larry Fisher was waiting for him)
Chet Steadman: Oh, boy.
Larry Fisher: Sit down, Chet.
Chet Steadman: No, thanks.
Larry Fisher: The franchise is tired of waiting for your arm to come around. (to Sal) Isn't that true, Sal?
(Sal looks at Chet)
Larry Fisher: So, you're gonna sit out the rest of the season on the bench, and then we're releasing you.
Chet Steadman: (sighs)
(Chet comes back in the locker room)
Chet Steadman: Get dressed. I'm taking you home. Come on! Now!
(Henry comes outside to Chet's car as he and Chet get in)
Chet Steadman: (sighs)
Henry Rowengartner: What's the matter?
Chet Steadman: Henry... don't take this game to seriously...
(Henry looks confused)
Chet Steadman: ...because one day it's gonna be over. Your gift will be gone. Don't forget that.
(Henry nods. He rolls down his window)
Henry Rowengartner: (to the heroes) Do you guys think I'm blinded by my career as a baseball player?
Wanda Li: We think so, Henry.
Misty: It even costed your friends, George and Clark.
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah. You guys are right. But how are you guys gonna get back to my house?
Fred Jones: We'll go in the Mystery Machine.
Miss Frizzle: And the rest of us will go on my bus.
Henry Rowengartner: See ya there. (rolls down his window)
(Chet starts up his car and drives Henry home)
Mary dumps Jack/Henry knows about his father[]
(Later, Jack is on the phone at Henry’s house as Henry and the heroes arrived)
Jack Bradfield: Oh, no. I promise we'll be there. Thank you. Thanks. (hangs up) (to Henry and the heroes) I had a limo at the stadium to take you guys to the photo shoot. Now where were you?
Henry Rowengartner: Chet gave me a ride home.
Winnie the Pooh: Some of us went in the Mystery Machine and took Miss Frizzle's bus.
Jack Bradfield: Chet Steadman? I am so sick of hearing about Chet Steadman!
Henry Rowengartner: Take it easy.
Misty: Calm down, Jack.
Jack Bradfield: (to Henry) You take it easy (to Misty) and you calm down, Missy! (to Henry) Now you all got 15 minutes to get there. Go get ready.
Henry Rowengartner: I'm not going.
Littlefoot: Neither are we.
Jack Bradfield: You're not going? You are going.
Henry Rowengartner: We’re going to play with my friends.
(Henry and the heroes started walking away, but Jack stops them)
Jack Bradfield: You all can't just blow off a photo shoot to go out and play.
Daffy Duck: You're despicable!
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah, get out of our faces, Jack!
Shaggy Rogers: Like, yeah! Why don't you buzz off!
Scooby-Doo: Yeah! Or I'll give you a Scooby Smack! (snarls)
(They walked away, but Jack pulls Henry back)
Jack Bradfield: Don't you walk away from me when I’m talking to you and your friends! You show me some respect!
Henry Rowengartner: You're not my father!
Ash Ketchum: Henry's right. You don't talk to us like you're our father, which you're not!
Pikachu: (angrily) Pika!
Littlefoot: And you don't treat us like we're your kids, neither! And you're not like my mother nor my father, who I still don't know about!
Jack Bradfield: That's right, trainer boy and flathead, (to Henry, Ash, and Littlefoot) I'm not your father! Chet Steadman's not your father. In fact, (to Henry and Ash) your mothers (to Littlefoot) and your grandparents probably don't even know who your fathers are! (to Henry, Ash, and Littlefoot) Your fathers are some guys who left town! (to Littlefoot) And your mother's just some dinosaur who got mauled by some comet!
Mary, Grandma Longneck, and Delia: (comes down the stairs in anger) That is enough!
(Henry and the heroes walk towards and gets behind them)
Jack Bradfield: (surprised, nervous, innocently) Mary, Delia, Mrs. Longneck, I--I--I-- thought one of you were in the shower.
Delia Ketchum: You can save your excuses, Jack! We heard what you said to Henry, Ash, and Littlefoot!
Grandma Longneck: That was an awful thing to say! Especially to my grandson!
Mary Rowengartner: (walks towards Jack with Delia and Grandma Longneck) Delia and Grandma Longneck are right. How could you say that?
Jack Bradfield: Mary.
Mary Rowengartner: Get out of my house! I never want to see you near us again!
Delia Ketchum: And that goes double for Ash and his friends!
Jack Bradfield: Well, you're gonna be seeing me, you're gonna be seeing a lot of me, because we're all moving to New York together.
Mary Rowengartner: What?!
Delia Ketchum: What do you mean?
Jack Bradfield: Henry and his friends' been sold to the Yankees.
Tigger: (sputters) What?!
Piglet: What?!
Winnie the Pooh: What?
Eeyore: Huh?
Rabbit: What?!
Ash Ketchum: Whaaaat?!
Simba: What?!
Nala: What?!
Timon: What?!
Pumbaa: What?!
Zazu: What?!
Ttark: What?
Littlefoot: What?
Cera: What?
Ruby: What?
Shaggy Rogers: What?!
Scooby-Doo: What?
Kronk: What?
Alex: What?
Skipper: What?
SpongeBob SquarePants: What?!
Daffy Duck: What?
Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, and Goofy: What?!
Arthur Read: What?!
Bloom: What?
Miss Frizzle's class: What?!
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Delia Ketchum: That contract Mary signed was just to get him, my son, and his friends to play for the Yankees?!
Jack Bradfield: That's right!
Henry Rowengartner: They sold us?!
Mary Rowengartner: You can't do that.
Delia Ketchum: You can't sell someone else's kid without the parent or guardian's permission.
Jack Bradfield: Of course I can! I'm the manager! I make the decisions!
Mary Rowengartner: He is my son!
Delia Ketchum: Same with my Ash!
Grandma Longneck: And Littlefoot is my grandson!
Jack Bradfield: They're my clients!
Heroes: Clients?!
Tim Jamal: He's been using us just to get money?!
Mary Rowengartner: What? You are nuts.
Delia Ketchum: I agree. You're just a gold digger.
Grandma Longneck: You're a disgrace! I can't believe you dated Mary.
Misty: (to Jack) You're just a bully!
Pikachu: Pika!
Jack Bradfield: I brought in Reebok! I brought in Pepsi!
Mary Rowengartner: (pushes Jack to the door) You stay away from him!
Delia Ketchum: (also pushing Jack) As well as Ash and his friends!
Jack Bradfield: They're half mine!
(Mary and Delia punch Jack in the face and Grandma Longneck headbutts Jack, sending him out the door, falling down the front steps)
Henry Rowengartner: (amazed) All right, Mom!
Daphne Blake: Way to go, Mary.
Ash Ketchum: Wow, Mom. I didn't know you had it in you.
Delia Ketchum: Well, Ash. I wouldn't let anybody mess with you.
Littlefoot: Good hit, Grandma.
Ash Ketchum: Pikachu, thunderbolt attack!
Jack Bradfield: (scared) Oh, no!
Pikachu: PIKACHUUUUU!!!
(Pikachu shocks Jack with his thunderbolt as he screams in pain while Henry and Mary looked amazed)
Henry Rowengartner: All right, Ash!
Mary Rowengartner: Good job, Ash. (to Pikachu) You, too, Pikachu.
Ash Ketchum: Thank you, Mary.
Pikachu: Pikachu.
(Mary grabs a handbag and throws it at Jack)
Mary Rowengartner: Don't forget your purse!
Delia Ketchum: And don't ever come back!
Jack Bradfield: (voice breaking) That didn't even hurt, okay? Same goes for your sparky rodent, trainer boy!
(Mary shuts the door, locking him out)
Jack Bradfield: (starts sobbing)
(Inside the house)
Mary Rowengartner: What a jerk!
Henry Rowengartner: Oh, my gosh!
Squidward Tentacles: "Didn't even hurt." Yeah right. (scoffs) And then he started sobbing. What a baby. (laughs)
Pooh Bear: Oh, Squidward. I couldn't agree more.
(Henry high fives Mary as he continues talking about how she did it)
Mary Rowengartner: My gosh, that felt really good! What a jerk he turned out to be.
Henry Rowenagrtner: Slam! I can't believe you hit him that hard!
Mary Rowengartner: Maybe I should've killed him. All right, settle down. (brings Henry to a chair) Sit down, sit down. Okay, sit down.
Pooh Bear: What's going on, Mrs. Rowengartner?
Buster Baxter: What's all this about Jack telling Henry's father had left town?
Mary Rowengartner: Okay. Henry... what he said about your father...
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah?
Mary Rowengartner: Your father wa... Oh. Okay. When I was a teenager...
Henry Rowengartner: Mom... I know about Dad.
Mary Rowengartner: What?
Henry Rowengartner: I know that he left you when you were pregnant with me.
Mary Rowengartner: How did you know that?
Henry Rowengartner: Grandma told me when I was in second grade.
Mary Rowengartner: Why didn't you tell me?
Henry Rowengartner: Because I thought you liked telling me stories about him, about how he was a great baseball player and all.
Mary Rowengartner: Henry, I'm sorry. I just wanted you to have someone you could look up to.
Henry Rowengartner: I do.
Pooh Bear: We're ever so sorry, Henry.
Ash Ketchum: I never knew much about my father. My mom's never told me about him.
Littlefoot: I don't really know much about my father, because my mother's dead. She sacrificed herself while protecting me and Cera from a Sharptooth when we were hatchlings.
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(Later at the lake as Clark and George were about to leave Henry and the heroes arrived and sees them)
Henry Rowengartner: Hey.
(George sees Henry and didn't say a word and he and Clark pushes the boat in the water. Then they turn to Henry)
George: So, are you guys coming?
Henry Rowengartner: Yeah.
Tigger: Hoo-hoo-hoo.
Ash Ketchum: Sure!
Cera: Alright!
Carlos Ramon: Let's ride!
(Henry and the heroes join them for the boat ride)
Henry is not playing next season/The Division championship[]
(Later at the stadium, Bob is talking to Larry)
Bob Carson: You know we could actually win the division today.
Larry Fisher: Yeah, that’s great, Uncle Bob.
(Just then, a woman brings Henry, Mary, and the heroes)
Mary Rowengartner: Henry has something to tell you.
Henry Rowengartner: I’m not going to be back next season.
(Larry was shocked)
Bob Carson: What? Why?
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Bob Carson:
Henry Rowengartner: There's just one thing I don’t understand.
Bob Carson: What?
Henry Rowengartner: Why did you want to sell me and my friends to the Yankees?
Bob Carson: What? Sell you and your friends to the Yankees?
Henry Rowengartner: Yes. I heard that Mr. Fisher wanted to…
Larry Fisher: No. it was just a speck, Uncle Bob. Nothing final.
Bob Carson: You better go out there.
Henry Rowengartner: Yes, sir.
(He leaves)
Bob Carson: I’m going down to the field level and watch you win us the division.
Henry Rowengartner: Yes, sir.
(He closes the door)
Bob Carson: As soon as I take care of a little business.
(Larry whimpers as his cover was blown later at the dugout everyone was getting ready for the championship. Chet looks at his glove and puts it away and puts his bag on top just as Sal arrives)
Henry loses his pitching/Henry has a plan[]
Cliff Murdoch: With two outs, Okie steps in, hoping to bring in the runner.
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Richards: What was that? Are you alright?
Henry: I'm fine. (looks away and sees his arm) Oh no. It's gone.
(Mary looks shocked)
Mary Rowengartner: Oh no!
Winnie the Pooh: Henry lost his pitching speed.
Piglet: Oh dear.
Tigger: Uh-oh.
Keesha: Oh bad. Oh bad bad bad.
Umpire: Play Ball!
Encountering Heddo/Float it[]
Heddo: Remember me, kid?
Henry Rowengartner: Oh my gosh.
Sal: Holy goosebumps. Not Heddo.
Cliff Murdoch: It’s Heddo.
Winnie the Pooh: Heddo's back.
Piglet: Oh dear.
Tigger: Uh oh.
(Heddo prepares his batting stance as Henry stares nervously)
Heddo: I’m your worst nightmare. (Snarls)
Chet Steadman: Now throw the heat! Burn it in there! Burn his head off!
Richards: Fast ball?
(Henry shakes his head)
Richards: He can’t hit your fastball.
(Henry pitches and Heddo misses)
Umpire: Strike!
Chet Steadman: Changeup?! That’s changeup!
Sal: It’s a strike!
Cliff Murdoch: Henry totally fooled him with a changeup!
(The crowd cheers)
Heddo: Thats it kid? What are you kidding me? Come on give me it!
(Henry throws another pitch but this Heddo hits it)
Heddo: See ya!
(Suddenly the ball hits in the air)
Mary Rowengartner: Go foul. Go foul!
Heddo: Stay Fair!
George and Clark: Foul! Go foul!
Heddo: Stay fair! Stay fair!
Henry Rowengartner: Go Foul! Go foul!
Cliff Murdoch: It’s fair!
Ernie: It’s foul!
Cliff Murdoch; It’s fair
Ernie: It’s foul!
Chet Steadman: Foul! Please still foul!
Heddo: No, no. No!
(Ball hits the foul pole to the left on left field)
Third plate Umpire: Foul ball!
Ernie and Cliff Murdoch: Foul Ball!
(Everyone cheers but Heddo screams angrily)
Cliff Murdoch: You were wrong again, Ernie.