Mae Mordabito Quotes in A League of Their Own (1992)

Mae Mordabito: Evelyn. Evelyn. I'm sorry but I have to kill your son.

[begins to chase Stillwell with a bat]

Doris Murphy: Mae! Mae! Don't use my bat! Use Marla's. It's heavier.

Mae Mordabito: [During the league's publicity drive] What if at a key moment in the game my, my uniform bursts open and, uh, oops., my bosoms come flying out? That, that might draw a crowd, right?

Doris Murphy: You think there are men in this country who ain't seen your bosoms?

Dottie Hinson: [Upon seeing Marla drunk and singing with the band] What did you do to her?

Doris Murphy: Nothin', we just gave her a dress.

Mae Mordabito: And a lotta liquor!

Doris Murphy: Hey Mae, Mae, your date's here.

Mae Mordabito: How do I look?

Doris Murphy: Where'd you get that dress?

Mae Mordabito: Borrowed it.

Doris Murphy: It don't fit you, Mae, it's too tight.

Mae Mordabito: I don't plan on wearing it that long.

Doris Murphy: Ohh. I don't know why you get dressed at all.

Mae Mordabito: [at Tryouts] Ya know they got over a hundred girls here. So some of yous are going home.

Kit Keller: What do you mean some of us?

[Doris throws a fast ball at Kit, which Dottie catches with her bare hands]

Mae Mordabito: OK, some of them are going home.

Doris Murphy: Hey, how'd you do that?

Mae Mordabito: [Mae helps Shirley learn to read] Sound it out...

Shirley Baker: Kimm...

Mae Mordabito: Kimono.

Shirley Baker: Kimono, kimono. Off. And. Gr - Gra - Grabb"d.

Mae Mordabito: Grabbed.

Shirley Baker: Her. M - mi - mil - mil - milky, milky. White, white. Milky white.

Evelyn Gardner: Mae. What are you giving her to read?

Mae Mordabito: Oh, what the difference does it make? She's reading, okay? That's the important thing. Now go away, go, shoo, shoo. Go ahead, Shirley, you're doing good.

Shirley Baker: Thanks, Mae. Milky white bre - breasts.

[Gives Mae a surprised look]

Mae Mordabito: It gets really good after that. Look. The delivery boy walks in...

Doris Murphy: [Mae is in confession; a thud is heard] It's the second time he dropped that Bible since she's been in.

[Mae comes out, reverend looks shocked]

Doris Murphy: Mae. What did you say?

Mae Mordabito: Everything.

Doris Murphy: I knew it, ya killed Ms. Cuthbert!

Mae Mordabito: We'll bury her, I know a guy!

Dottie Hinson: Hey, hey, hey, you guys, come on! How hard can it be to make a lineup? Come on!

Doris Murphy: Oh yeah? Well, why don't you do it, Oregon?

Dottie Hinson: Me?

Mae Mordabito, Doris Murphy: [Together] Yeah, you!

Dottie Hinson: Alright, Mae, center field, lead off.

Mae Mordabito: She's good!

Mae Mordabito: [to reporters] Hi, my name's Mae, and that's more than a name, that's an attitude.

Mae Mordabito: ...And what am I supposed to do, huh? Go back to taxi dancin'? Ten cents so some slob can sweat gin all over me? I'm never doin' that again! So you go back there and you tell ol' rich Mr. Old Chocolate Man that he ain't closing ME down!

Kit Keller: [while the team is stranded out on the road] Dottie, you going to come with us?

Dottie Hinson: Where are you going?

Mae Mordabito: A road house called the Sud's Bucket.

Dottie Hinson: Ah, no. You know, I'm married...

Doris Murphy: C'mon Dottie, you ain't on the farm any more, live a little bit!

Miss Cuthbert: Girls, girls, please! Mr. Goosatelli shan't be returning.

[Goes back on the bus]

Dottie Hinson: Hey, what are you going to do about Ms. Cuthbert? How are you going to get past her?

Kit Keller: Mae's going to poison her dinner.

Dottie Hinson: WHAT?

[Girls laugh]

Stadium announcer: Now batting for the Peaches, #5, center fielder, Mae Mordabito.

Racine Catcher: C'mon, no hitter, no hitter!

Stadium announcer: Here's the pitch...

[Mae swings and hits a ball into right center field]

Stadium announcer: ... there's a shot into right center it's... up the alley!

Peaches first base coach: Go to third, go to third, keep goin', Mae!

Ellen Sue Gotlander - Shortstop: Keep goin', Mae, all the way!

Stadium announcer: She's turning 'round first, she's heading up to third. Mordabito's heading past second!

Racine Catcher: Go to third, go to third!

Stadium announcer: She's headed into third!

Dottie Hinson: Dirt in the skirt, Mae! Dirt in the skirt!

Umpire: [Mae slides head-first into third base, ahead of the throw] Safe!

Stadium announcer: She's in there with a triple!

Mae Mordabito: Time.

Umpire: Boy, did she smack that one on the kisser. No wonder they call her "All the Way" Mae.