Falco: Quicksand. [...] You're playing, and you think everything is going fine. But then one thing goes wrong. And then another. And another. You try to fight back. But the harder you fight, the deeper you sink. Until you can't move. You can't breathe. Because you're in over your head. Like quicksand.
McGinty: Anything else you're afraid of?
Franklin: Going back to the mini-mart.
Fumiko: The shipping yard.
Cochran: The auto plant.
Wilkinson: Prison.
McGinty: Yeah, all right. The truth is, you've all been given something every athlete dreams of: a second chance. And you're afraid of blowing it. We all are. But now our fear is shared and we can overcome it together. Let's lose that fear this Sunday and put it into San Diego!
McGinty: Anything else you're afraid of?
Franklin: Going back to the mini-mart.
Fumiko: The shipping yard.
Cochran: The auto plant.
Wilkinson: Prison.
McGinty: Yeah, all right. The truth is, you've all been given something every athlete dreams of: a second chance. And you're afraid of blowing it. We all are. But now our fear is shared and we can overcome it together. Let's lose that fear this Sunday and put it into San Diego!
McGinty: Listen up. This time tomorrow, the strike will be officially over. Dallas has made a big mistake. They haven't been afraid of you. They should be, because you have a powerful weapon working for you. There is no tomorrow for you. That makes you all very! Dangerous! People!
McGinty: When the replacement players for the Sentinels left the stadium, there was no ticker-tape parade. No endorsement deals for sneakers or soda pop or breakfast cereal. Just a locker to be cleaned out and a ride home to catch. But what they didn't know was that their lives would be changed forever, because they had been part of something great. And greatness, no matter how brief, stays with a man. Every athlete dreams of a second chance. These men lived it.
Falco: Pain heals. Chicks dig scars. Glory...lasts forever.
