Cobb
1994
Louis Prima: With all the great players playing ball right now, how well do you think you would do against today's pitchers? Ty Cobb: Well, I figure against today's pitchers I'd only probably hit about .290 Louis Prima: .290? Well that's amazing, because you batted over .400 a... a whole bunch of times. Now tell us all, we'd all like to know, why do you think you'd only hit .290? Ty Cobb: Well, I'm 72 fucking years old you ignorant son of a bitch.
Ramona: Greatness is overrated.
Ramona: Who are you again? Ty Cobb: I am the Georgia Peach. I have 4,191 base hits in 11,429 at bats, 920 stolen bases, 2,244 runs scored, and 93 batting records; and I want you to take off every stitch of your clothes.
(Cobb narrates a lengthy lambasting of Babe Ruth into a tape recorder) Al Stump: Come on, Ty, aren't you going to give Ruth credit for anything? Ty Cobb: (pauses) He could run okay for a fat man.
(To the umpire) Ty Cobb: How do you do, Cyclops? Umpire: Shut up, Cobb. Ty Cobb: You're missing an excellent ballgame.
(To a teammate who just struck out) Ty Cobb: Who signed you? Teammate: Go to hell, Cobb. Ty Cobb: Who did that?
(To Stumpy, about Cobb, as Willie leaves for town) Willie: And you sir, you should leave this disgusting, wretched, sorry son of a motherfucker - immediately. Good evening.