[SOM 913A] Fever Pitch

Ben: The thing is, uh, I am a Red Sox fan.

Lindsey: Yeah?

Ben: No, I'm like a big, big Red Sox fan.

Lindsey: I know. I mean, I've been to your apartment and seen the Red Sox dish towels and glasses and the Yankee toilet paper. It's like you live in a gift shop.

Ben: It's worse.

Ben: See, when I was a kid, I moved here from New Jersey. I didn't have any friends or anything. So my Uncle Carl started taking me to Fenway Park.

I just... I got lost in the game.

I mean, the ballpark and the people, the color, sounds, smells.

And then he got cancer and he died and... He left me his season tickets. And it's passion.

I mean, it's a very, very big part of my life.

And it's been a problem with me and women.

Lindsey: Oh, ah, I know those women. The "pay attention to me" and "why aren't you talking to me?"

Ben: Yeah. Exactly.

Lindsey: God, those women are so pathetic.

Ben: Yeah, it's like,

"What are you getting so worked up for?

I mean, you're not even doing it, you're watching it."

Lindsey: Yeah.

Ben: It's like... hey, how about sometimes I like to be 11 years old.

I like being part of something that's bigger than me... than I.

It's good for your soul to invest in something that you can't control.

Lindsey: You're a romantic.

Ben: Hmm?

Lindsey: You have a lyrical soul. You can love under the best and worst conditions.

Ben: I don't know. Well, yeah, yeah. That's uh... Yeah, I guess so.

Hey, uh... You took a really big chance inviting me to meet your family.

Now I'm gonna take a chance, big one. Lindsey, will you go to opening day with me?

Lindsey: Yes.

Ben: Yes. Yes!

You hear that? She said yes!

Lindsey: Ben. Ben!

Ben: What are you doing? You're gonna get arrested.

Lindsey: Don't sell your tickets, okay?

Ben: That's why you ran across the whole field?

Lindsey: Yes. To stop you.

Ben: What?

Officer: You're out of here.

Lindsey: Just give me a second. okay? Just give me a second. Please! Please!

Ben: You gotta tell me. Wait. The outfield... the grass... (is it) spongy?

Lindsey: Ben, focus!

Ben: Sorry.

Lindsey: These seats are important to you, okay?

This is your summer family, your Uncle Carl. You love these seats.

Ben: No. I fell in love with this when I was seven 'cause I had nothing else.

Now I'm in love with you. I don't need this. I don't want this.

Lindsey: Wait. Wait, wait, wait. You love me enough to sell your tickets. I love you enough not to let you.

What do you say we try to do all of it?

Let's try to jerk one out of the park.

Ben: That's the sexiest thing I've ever heard in my life.

Officer: Ma'am, you're gonna have to come with me.

Lindsey: Ben.

Ben: Yeah?

Lindsey: I'm being arrested.

Officer: All right. Let her go, buddy.

Ben: Never.

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