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- We can call it: Gerald Field!
- Yeah, that's what we'll call it! Gerald Field!
Gerald
- Yeah?
Arnold
- Yeah!
(Both laugh)
Gerald
- I like that name.. Gerald Field! Just say it! GERALD FIELD!
Gerald
- You're a bold kid, Arnold, a bold kid.
Helga
- This better be worth it, Football Head. I was watching CourTV.
Gerald
- Hey, there's chickens in the outfield!
Helga
- Forget the chickens! There are checkers on the pitcher's mound!
Arnold
- Our hands! (Grabs Brainy's hand) These hands! Look at these hands!
- (Brainy wiggles his fingers)
- They cleaned that lot! It's not fair.
Gerald
- And grown-ups are always telling us what to do.
Sid
- Yeah! "Brush your teeth!"
Sheena
- "Comb your hair!"
Arnold
- "You can't play baseball here!" Rules, rules, rules! They've got rules for everything!
Helga
- "Be quiet! Sit down!"
Sid
- "Don't run in the house!"
Gerald
- Yeah. Always saying, "Why don't you kids play nice?"
Sid
- Whoa, I never knew Mrs. Vitello had such a good right hook.
Helga
- Or that Mr. Green had such a glass jaw.
- Now if Arnold and his friends had to do this, they must have had a good reason.
- (Quietly to Arnold) Head for the hills boy, I'll try to slow 'em down.
Arnold
- No, Grandpa. We know what we've done. You see, this is how the lot looked before we cleaned it up. Before we turned it into Gerald Field and before you guys kicked us out.
Gerald
- So if you want Gerald Field so badly, you can have it just as we found it; A DUMP!
Ernie
- Man, I feel like a real heel...
Harvey
- Well, hey man, you know I mean, we did steal their lot...
Grandma
- Well, there's only one thing to do at a time like this... PLAY BALL!
Grandpa
- PLAY BALL!
Kids
- PLAY BALL!
Mr. Green
- PLAY BALL!
Mr. Hyunh
- (running the bases) PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL!
Grandpa
- WILL YOU BE QUIET?!!