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COACH PATTERSON at home plate. SAMMY TAYLOR, the fast ball pitcher for

YATES is throwing hard down in the Bull Pen. HUNT is throwing hard on the other side

in the Bull Pen. The UMPIRE puts the Line Ups in his back pocket and bends down to

wipe the plate with his little brush.


COACH PATTERSON

Okay...Everybody up.

64.

YATES team sprints over to COACH PATTERSON


CUT TO
COACH WALKER calls his WHEATLEY team up. They hurry over to him as he stands

looking over his Line Up.


COACH WALKER

Listen...It's your game to win---We are not

satisfied with second place. If we win, we share

first place with Yates-and that's call, Co-City

Champs...Are you a believer?
WHEATLEY TEAM

YES!
COACH WALKER

Well. Prove it out there today....Beat Yates!
WHEATLEY TEAM

Beat Yates! Beat Yates! We ready!


UMPIRE

(puts his gear on)

Let's play ball!
WHEATLEY is the home team. They sprint out on the field. BRADY passes the ball

around the horn. HUNT kisses the rabbit's foot around his neck as he walks slowly up to

the pitcher's mound. MS. MAE and CARL, his father are in the Stands. SAMMY and

McGee watch carefully from the YATES' BENCH. The FIRST BATTER for YATES

steps up to the plate. He steps in the batter's box waving his bat back and forth. HUNT

stares at the plate to get a sign from BIG B. He shakes the first sign off.


BIG B.

(flashes another sign)

Is this the one!
HUNT nods his head,winds up and throws a sharp curve. The BATTER fouls the pitch off.
UMPIRE

(yells)


Foul ball.
The UMPIRE throws another ball out to HUNT.
CUT TO
COACH PATTERSON is standing at the end of his DUGOUT.
COACH PATTERSON

(yells)


Watch his sneaky fast ball, Louis!....

65.


HUNT takes the three finger sign from BIG B. Hunt winds up and throws a hanging curve.

The BATTER swings and grounds out to FIRST BASE. BRADY scoops it up and beats

the RUNNER to the bag. The WHEATLEY INFIELDERS pass it around the horn.

BRADY lightly tosses the ball back to HUNT....


BRADY

(comments)

You looking good, Hunt!
HUNT steps back on the mound. The SECOND BATTER comes to the plate. He digs in,

taps the bat on home plate and gets into his crouch stance. HUNT winds up and delivers a

fast ball right down the middle of the plate. The BATTER swings for a hit between

SHORT STOP and SECOND BASE. He rounds first base , but doubles back when

WHEATLEY CENTER FIELDER retrieves the ball quickly.
BIG B

(yells)


Let's play for two! Come on Hunt! That hit was

an accident.


The THIRD YATES' BATTER steps up to the plate with BIG MCGEE waiting in the ON

DECK CIRCLE. HUNT straddles the pitching rubber. The RUNNER eases off first base.

HUNT stretches and comes to a stop at the waist. He eyes the RUNNER. The RUNNER

stands still off first. HUNT looks home to throw, but kicks toward first base. The

RUNNER is anticipating the ball going to home plate but HUNT delivers a strike to first

base catching the RUNNER sleeping. The RUNNER runs toward second and BRADY

just throws the ball to the SECOND BASEMAN and he tags the RUNNER.
UMPIRE

(yells)


You out!....
COACH PATTERSON runs to home plate. He kicks up some dirt at the UMPIRE.
COACH PATTERSON

(yells)


The pitcher balked....Didn't you see that

John?...for God sakes, he lean toward home.....


UMPIRE pulls off his mask.
UMPIRE

(shakes his head)

It was a good move, Pat. His shoulder never lean

toward home plate. I observed his move

closely...As a matter of fact, that's the best move

I've seen by a young pitcher.


UMPIRE puts his mask back on.
UMPIRE

(continues)

Play Ball!

66.


COACH PATTERSON turns away angry as he kicks toward the ground. BIG MCGEE

steps in the batter's box. The bat looks like a tooth pick in his hand. He looks over the

field, crouches into his stance and waves the bat. HUNT steps back on the mound. He

takes the sign from BIG B. Hunt winds up, pauses between and throws a sweeping curve

ball right at MCGEE'S HEAD. MCGEE hits the dirt, but the ball curves right in the middle

of the plate.


UMPIRE

(continues)

STRIKE!
MCGEE steps back in. HUNT delivers an overhand curve ball that curves right below

MCGEE'S waist. He swings badly at the ball.


CUT TO
MS. MAE is cheering HUNT on. His FATHER, CARL is silent and has a serious look on

his face.


MS. MAE

(yells)


Don't give him nothing good, Hunt! That big boy

can hit you out the park!


HUNT smiles as he hears his mother's voice. BIG MCGEE steps back in the batter's box.

HUNT stares at the plate. BIG B flashes two fingers. HUNT winds up and throws a nasty

curve that spins like a spinning top and drops off on the outside of the plate. BIG MCGEE

swings and misses it by a mile.....


BIG B AND HUNT

(balls up his fist)

Yes! That's the one, baby!
BIG B rolls the ball back out to the mound as WHEATLEY team sprints off the field.
COACH WALKER

Okay! We broke the ice. Let's get some runs off

Sammy.
CUT TO
EXT. BASEBALL GAME-WHEATLEY AND YATES-TOP OF 7TH INNING
The SCORE is WHEATLEY 3 and YATES 2. YATES is batting. BRADY is rubbing up

the new ball for HUNT. He walks up on the mound.


BRADY

(hands the ball to Hunt)

We almost there, baby....Throw him something

nasty....


BRADY pats HUNT on the back. The UMPIRE takes his position behind the CATCHER.

YATES' BATTER steps in the batter's box. He digs in, then raises the bat above his head.

HUNT steps on the pitching rubber and delivers the first ball.

67.


UMPIRE

(yells)


Ball!
BIG B throws the ball back to HUNT. HUNT bends over with glove on knee. BIG B gives

him the sign. HUNT shakes him off. BIG B gives him another sign. He nods and winds up.

He delivers the pitch to the plate.
BIG B

(stands up and fires the ball back)

Come on Hunt! That's not the one! Tighten up!
BIG B. squats back down. He flashes the sign to HUNT. HUNT winds up in a slow

motion and delivers a sweeping curve ball right over the plate. The BATTER takes the pitch.


UMPIRE

(yells)


STRIKE!
BIG B.

(throws ball back)

That's what I'm talking about!
The BATTER steps back to get some dust out of his eye. He steps back in and goes into

his crouch. HUNT winds up and delivers a hanging curve right over the middle of the plate.

The BATTER swings and lifts a deep fly ball to RIP, the center fielder.
YATES TEAM

(edge of Dugout)

Yeah!
CUT TO
RIP races back and snags it with one hand.
CUT TO
WHEATLEY TEAM is standing in their DUGOUT cheering RIP on!
WHEATLEY TEAM

Thata way to go Rip! Yeah!


CUT TO
BIG B and BRADY are chatting with HUNT at the PITCHER'S MOUND.
BRADY

(rubbing the ball)

Hey! That was close...Good thing Rip is fast.....
BIG B

What happened?! That pitch was just asking to be

hit....

68.


HUNT

(explains)

I'll be okay...It just slipped beyond the seams.....
UMPIRE

(steps in front of home plate)

Play Ball!
BIG B trots back to home plate and BRADY returns to first base. BIG B squats and the

UMPIRE stoops behind BIG B. YATES BATTER walks up to the plate. He taps the plate

with his bat, gets in his crouch and waves the bat. HUNT is staring to home plate as BIG

B flashes a sign. HUNT nods and goes into his delivery. He throws a fast ball right down

the middle of the plate. The BATTER SWINGS AND MISSES.
BIG B

(yells)


Throw another one of those!
BIG B. throws the ball back to HUNT. HUNT picks up the rosin bag, pats it on his left

hand. He steps back on the mound and delivers a sweeping curve ball. The BATTER

chops it right in front of the plate.
UMPIRE

(yells)


Fair Ball!...
The BATTER takes off running as BIG B pounces on the ball like a cat and fires it to fist

base for an out.


WHEATLEY TEAM

(yells)


Yeah! One more to go Hunt!
CUT TO
MS. MAE and CARL are jumping up and down.
MS. MAE

(yells)


That's my boys! Get this last out and all ya'll

invited to free barbecue!


CUT TO
BIG B hears the invitation.
BIG B

(balls up his fist)

Come on now, Hunt!...Free barbecue! Yeah!

Throw your best stuff!....


BIG MCGEE steps up to the plate. He steps up on the RIGHT HAND SIDE.

69.


BIG B

(continues)

I didn't know you're a switch hitter.
BIG MCGEE

I am now....


BIG B. kind of laughs. BRADY trots over to the pitching mound.
BRADY

(surprise)

I didn't know that Big MCGEE was a switch hitter...
HUNT

(smiles)


I didn't either, trying to cross me up...
BRADY

(advise)


Be careful....
UMPIRE

(yells)


Come on young men!
BRADY trots back over to first base. BIG MCGEE stands in the batter box waving the

bat seriously. He goes into his crouch as HUNT delivers a sweeping curve about waist high.

BIG MCGEE SWINGS and pops it up to first base. BRADY runs under it for the LAST

OUT. BIG MCGEE throws the bat down on the ground in anger. WHEATLEY'S TEAM

run out on the field and smother HUNT.
FADE TO
MUSIC-OLDIES
CUT TO
EXT. SUSAN'S HOUSE-FRONT PORCH-EVENING
SUSAN and HUNT are kissing on the front steps of her house. They hear some footsteps

and immediately stop. SUSAN'S SISTER, ELLA, peeps out the screen door


ELLA

(softly)


I didn't know ya'll were out here...Congratulation

on the game, Hunt....


HUNT

(responds)

Oh..thanks Ella....
ELLA

Okay...I'll see you two love birds tomorrow....at

school.

70.


HUNT

Yeah...sure....


ELLA closes the screen door and goes back in the house. HUNT AND SUSAN look at

each other and laugh.


HUNT

(continues as he jokes)

We have to be more careful...We don't want them

to know we are love birds..


SUSAN pauses.
SUSAN

(compliments)

Listen..uh, really, congratulation on the fine game

you pitched...I was there, but way up top so I

couldn't distract you....
HUNT

(smiles)


I appreciate that, Susan....
SUSAN pauses again.
SUSAN

(curious)

You'll be graduating next year and I'll still be in

my last year at Wheatley High....and you probably

gonna get a lot of scholarships to all different kind

of Black Colleges. Maybe you will forget about

me when you get around all those other pretty girls...
HUNT

(holds her hand)

I don't think so--and I don't think they can be as

pretty as you anyway...


SUSAN smiles and turns away, looking out toward the streets.
SUSAN

(serious)

I'm serious Hunt...You love baseball...I don't want

to get in the way of that...Folks will blame me if I

distract you.....You got to promise not to lead me

on a wild goose chase.


HUNT holds SUSAN close to him as tears run down her cheeks.....
FADE TO
MUSIC-OLDIES
CUT TO

71.


INT. FENNIGAN PARK CENTER-BROS HENRY OFFICE-ONE YEAR LATER-

EVENING.
BROS HENRY is looking over some work papers. HUNT enters the office.


BROS HENRY

(put the papers away)

You just the person I wanna see.....
HUNT

(sits down)

Yes sir...my mama told me you call....
BROS HENRY

(sits back in his chair)

Ever since that Yates game, there are four schools

that will give you a baseball scholarship....Tell

your mama and daddy, leave everything up to me.
HUNT

(humble)


Yes sir.....
BROS HENRY

(reads from a pad)

Listen to this....Arkansas A&M in Pine Bluff,

Arkansas, Langston College in Oklahoma,

Praiview University in Praiview, Texas and

Southern University in Baton, Rouge

Louisiana......Take your pick...
HUNT pauses.
HUNT

(excited)

Some of my friends are at Southern. They say it is

a beautiful campus right off the Mississippi River.

Yes sir, that's the one....
BROS HENRY

(assures)

Now, don't let nobody attend to this business but

me. I'm gonna handle it.


HUNT

(excited)

And they say that the scouts are everywhere in

Louisiana, Bros!....


BROS HENRY

(laughs)


You just go on and enjoy your prom and banquets.

I'll handle this.....

72.

FADE TO
MUSIC-OLDIES


CUT TO
INT. WHEATLEY HIGH SCHOOL CAFETERIA-PROM NIGHT
SUSAN, HUNT, BIG B and ANNA MAE are sitting at the table. SUSAN and HUNT gets

up to dance, leaving BIG B and ANNA MAE sitting alone. ANNA MAE looks at BIG B.


ANNA MAE

(aggressive)

Are we just going to be a wall flower tonight?

This is your Prom Night.


BIG B

(responds)

I told you, I can't dance....
ANNA MAE pulls BIG B up by the arm....
ANNA MAE

It's a slow song...All you have to do is think about

Hunt throwing you one of those slow curves

dancing up to the plate.....Now come on, Big B!


ANNA MAE leads BIG B out on the dance floor.
CUT TO
EXT. WHEATLEY HIGH SCHOOL CAFETERIA
BIG B and HUNT are sitting outside on the BANISTER of WHEATLEY HIGH

CAFETERIA.


BIG B

(shakes his head)

That Anna Mae is more than I can handle....Listen

I heard you going to Southern University---now

they got some pretty girls up there....
HUNT

I'm not interested....I going to play baseball. They

say the scouts are a dime a dozen up there....
BIG B

Well...I guess I have to go to school here, my

folks don't have the money to send me away---

you lucky, Hunt. You got a golden arm. What

you did for Wheatley will always be remembered...

73.


HUNT

Couldn't have done it without good teammates.

We've been with each other ever since teenage

ball...How times flies....


BIG B pulls from his coat pocket a liquor flash. He unscrews the top and takes a drink...
HUNT

(continues as he laughs)

Man! What are you doing?!
BIG B hands the flash to HUNT.
BIG B

(wipes his mouth)

Hey! This is prom night! This is my first time ever

drinking liquor. Twelve years of getting up early

in the morning for school, we deserve something

stronger than punch--go on it ain't gonna hurt

your pitching arm.
HUNT takes a swallow and coughs.
HUNT

(frowns)


What is this?...Man, my throat feels like a torch....
HUNT hands the flash back to BIG B.
BIG B

(takes another drink)

Gin...An old man's drink...My Uncle Ginny bought

it for me....


HUNT laughs. BIG B gets up and falls back down.
HUNT

All right...Remember, you are driving...I'm just

learning and you don't want me behind the wheel...
EXT. WHEATLEY HIGH SCHOOL PARKING AREA-PROM NIGHT
SUSAN and ANNA MAE are sitting in a 1960 PLYMOUTH, CHRYSLER. SUSAN is in

the back seat and ANNA MAE is in the front. BIG B is leaning against the CHRYSLER.

He is drunk....
BIG B

(laughs)


You gonna have to drive, my man! I'm too full of

it....
HUNT

(worries)

Man--I told--come on get in the car....

74.

Rain starts to come down.....BIG B. opens the back door of the car and flops in the seat....


ANNA MAE

(angry)


This is disgusting!
SUSAN

Whose gonna drive us?


ANNA MAE

Million dollar question, cause I can't even ride a

bicycle....
SUSAN

I can't either....


BIG B

(laughs)


My man gonna drive, right Hunt?...He'll take care

of--
BIG B falls off to sleep.....SUSAN looks fearful at HUNT.


SUSAN

(scared)


I know you--when did you learn how to drive, Hunt?
HUNT turns on the motor.
HUNT

(nervous)

Three weeks ago. My father been taking me on

isolated roads...just ya'll pray real good, you hear?


HUNT drives off. He almost runs into a ditch....SUSAN and ANNA MAE are holding on

for dear life...


SUSAN AND ANNA MAE

Watch that ditch, Hunt! Oh, Lord! It's time for

pray!.......
FADE TO
MUSIC-OLDIES
CUT TO
EXT. FENNIGAN PARK-BROS'S HENRY OFFICE-TWO MONTHS LATER-EVENING
BROS HENRY is sitting making leather billfolds. HUNT rushes into his office. He flops

down.


75.

BROS HENRY

(stops)

I told you I was handling it, didn't I?


HUNT

(tears in his eyes)

But I haven't seen any paper work to enter

Southern and my friends are already on campus.....


BROS HENRY

(softly)


Just be patient...If I don't get you there, Praiview---
HUNT gets up....
HUNT

(wiping his eyes)

Praiview! I believed in you, Bros....My friends

want me to come to Southern. The coach up there

knows who I am---you were trying to get me to

go to Praiview all the time----Man! I trusted you!


HUNT storms out the door. BROS just shakes his head and sits down to finish his billfold.
FADE TO
MUSIC-OLDIES
CUT TO
INT. WHEATLEY HIGH SCHOOL ATHLETIC DEPARTMENT-EVENING
HUNT rushes into COACH WALKER'S office. He is out of breath. COACH WALKER is

getting ready to leave the office....


COACH WALKER

(surprise)

Hunt...What are you doing here? I thought you

were getting ready to go to College.


HUNT

(angry)


I was, but Bros messed it up---Listen I heard you

graduated from Southern University---Is it too

late for you to get me there, Coach?
COACH WALKER

(sits down)

I'll try...Do you want a basketball or baseball

scholarship....


HUNT

Strictly baseball, Coach!

76.

COACH WALKER



Check back with me tomorrow. I'll call the coach

up there first thing in the morning---now be sure

to check back now...You put Wheatley baseball

team back in the hunt again.....


HUNT

(smiles as he wipes his eyes)

Thank you Coach....Thank you...
HUNT walks out the office. COACH WALKER picks up the phone.
FADE TO
MUSIC-OLDIES
CUT TO
INT. HUNT'S HOUSE-KITCHEN-NIGHT-8:00PM
HUNT is sitting talking to his MOTHER and FATHER. He gets up and starts pacing up

and down...


MS. MAE

(softly)


Be patient! Go there and see what the president

of Wiley College is going to say....It's like a

miracle, he dropped in to see your grandmother.
CARL

(hints)


Always use your options, son, just like you have

more than one pitch in the frying pan, so the same

with life. Bros meant well, but sometimes folks

just over talk themselves....


MS. MAE touches him on the hand as he sits down.
MS. MAE

Anyway. your sister HELEN is up there at Wiley.

She would be tickle to death if ya'll attend the

same college.


HUNT

I suppose to talk to Coach Walker in the morning.

He said he probably can get me in at Southern

University---I never heard of Wiley College

having a good baseball team. Do scouts go

there?....Bros just messed me up.


CARL gets up from the table....

77.


CARL

(advice)


You are on your own on this one. It's your

decision. Like I said, you have more than one

option, take advantage.
MS. MAE

The president of Wiley is a good friend of your

grandma---he's waiting on you--and it's only two

doors down---go see--it might be better than what

you think.....
FADE TO
MUSIC-OLDIES
CUT TO
INT. GRANDMA'S HOUSE-EVENING
HUNT walks in the back door into the living room. GRANDMA and The PRESIDENT is

talking about WILEY COLLEGE. GRANDMA turns around.


GRANDMA

Here's my grandson now, Dr. Scott...Come on in

Hunt and have a seat...
DR. SCOTT stands up and shakes HUNT'S hand...
DR. SCOTT

(shakes hand)

Please to meet you, son...
HUNT

Thank you sir...please to meet you too.


HUNT takes a seat. He is speechless.
GRANDMA

I was just telling Dr. Scott about your little

problem....
HUNT

I'm suppose to talk to Coach Walker in the

morning. He might----
GRANDMA interrupts.....
GRANDMA

Now Hunt, that's here-say. Listen to what Dr.

Scott have to say--and I know you are a good

listener. Right?


GRANDMA gives HUNT the eye. HUNT sits back.

78.


DR. SCOTT

Wiley has the second best baseball team every

year to Southern University. We just need that

other pitcher to rise above second place--just like

you did for Wheatley High I heard.....
HUNT sits straight up to listen. GRANDMA smiles.
DR. SCOTT

(continues)

Saying all that, what I will do is call the baseball

coach at Wiley right now....And see whether we

have room for another scholarship....Is that okay

with you?....


HUNT is slowly responding.
GRANDMA

(touches Hunt)

Don't put all your eggs in one basket, Hunt. Didn't

I teach you that, young man?....


DR.SCOTT is waiting patiently for HUNT to respond. HUNT nods his head. DR. SCOTT

picks up the phone on the table. He dials the number. Everyone waits quietly. GRANDMA

looks at HUNT and smiles...
GRANDMA

I'm so proud of you...You going to be just fine,

son...God is on our side.
HUNT downs his head.
DR.SCOTT

(holding the phone)

Hello!.....Yes, Coach Kelly...I'm calling from

Houston.....Yes...I'm okay....Listen...I think we

have found another pitcher.....His name......
DR. SCOTT turns to HUNT.
DR.SCOTT

(continues)

What's your name?
GRANDMA

(interrupts)

Hunt Gillmore.....
DR. SCOTT

...Hunt Gillmore.....you have?....You want

him.....okay...I'll get back with you....See you

tomorrow...bye.....


HUNT doesn't show any expressions of happiness.

79.


DR.SCOTT

(sits down)

Look, son...You don't have to come. But you got

to get over somebody else mistake....Now you

have to get on that train this week end if you want

that scholarship....The coach has heard of you and

they got a hard throwing pitcher from Yates that

fast ball looks like an aspirin tablet. You team up

with him and we going places...It's left up to you......
HUNT raises his head with a different look. He nods.
GRANDMA

(smiles as she touches his hands)

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