Pop Fisher: Hobbs. I’m sending you down Hobbs, Class B ball. Tomorrow you go to the Great Lakes Assocaition.

Roy Hobbs: All right. You make the rules.

Pop Fisher: That’s right, that’s right and you ain’t been playing by ‘em. Don’t you remember signing a contract!

Roy Hobbs: I remember signing a contract, to play ball not to be put to sleep by some two bit carney hypnotist! I won’t do that Pop! I can’t.