O'Callahan: Jimmy Craig.
Jimmy: Hey, Jack.
O'Callahan: What's up, you sieve?
Jimmy: How's it going?
O'Callahan: Good.
Jimmy: *referring to the tryout roster* Is there any reason why Joey Mullen's not here?
O'Callahan: Yeah, about thirty thousand of them all sitting in his New York bank account.
Jimmy: He got a $30,000 signing bonus?
O'Callahan: Crazy, isn't it?
Jimmy: Yeah.
O'Callahan: *referring to the tryout roster* How's it looking?
Jimmy: A lotta guys from Minnesota and Boston. *goes into the lockerroom*
O'Callahan: Yeah, that's gonna work.

Eruzione: You're Robbie McClanahan, right?
McClanahan: Yeah
Eruzione: Mike Eruzione. Boston University.
McClanahan: Seventy- six.
Eruzione: Seventy- six. You're trying to play for Brooks a little more, huh?
McClanahan: I played for him for four years. A few more months wouldn't hurt. What about you?

Walter: Eruzione?
Lou: Cross him off the list Walter. Kid doesn't have a shot in hell of making this team.
Walter: You think so?

Craig: Well, you're ... you're missing some of the best players.
Herb: I'm not looking for the best players, Craig. I'm looking for the right ones.

McClanahan: Hey Rizzo! What's going on?
Eruzione: Mac! *to OC* Easy big guy.
O'Callahan: I don't know how the two of you can sit in the same room with that clown.
Eruzione: Let it go. It's over. Let it go.
Cox: What's going on here?
Silk: O.C's got a little unfinished business over there.
O'Callahan: Not for long I don't.
Eruzione: Hey what did I tell you man?
Cox: McClanahan? You're not still going on about the 76 playoffs are you? Oh come on O.C. that was like three years ago!
O'Callahan: You know what Coxie let me ask you a question. Why'd you wanna play college hockey?
Cox: Isn't it obvious? For the girls!
O'Callahan: I'm serious Coxie. Why'd you wanna play college hockey?
Cox: Cause I love to play hockey. I wanna go to the NHL just like everyone does.
O'Callahan: Well I wanted to win a national championship. That panzey over there cheap shots me. I get tossed out of the game. He steals the ring right off my finger! How would you feel?
Eruzione: Everyone was throwin cheap shots that night.
O'Callahan: You know Rizzo. It's funny you say that. Cause I was just wondering what side you're on!
Eruzione: I'm on your side!
O'Callahan: You know it really seems that way.

Herb: Look like hockey to you? Looks more like a couple of monkeys trying to hump a football to me, I don't know.

Herb: So, why don't we start with some introductions. You know, get to know eacother a little bit. Where you from. Who you are. Go ahead.
McClanahan: Rob McClanahan. St. Paul Minnesota.
Herb: Who do you play for?
McClanahan: I play for you. Here at the U.
Herb: Jack?
O'Callahan: Jack O'Callahan. Charlestown, Mass. Boston University.
Herb: Over here.
Cox: I'm Ralph Cox. I'm from where ever's not gonna get me hit!

Craig: Hey, Doc, let me ask you a question all right.
Doc: Well, of course.
Craig: You've worked with Herb for a long time, right?
Doc: I've known Herb for quite some time.
Craig: So tell me something. Does he always treat his players like this?
Doc: No, no, no, this I have never seen. But no - but Craig, believe me, Herb has a reason for everything he does.
Craig: Well, he's ending up with 20 players who hate his guts.
Doc: I don't know. Maybe if they hate him they won't have time to hate each other.

Herb: I can't promise you we'll be the best team at Lake Placid next february. We will be the best conditioned. That I promise you.

Herb: *showing the team a play* Boom he can hit him. Boom. Boom. Boom. We're opening up options. See? We've got four options off of one play, guys. You guys got that? Anybody have any questions? *pause* Ok, let's go.
Schneider: What the hell is he talking about?
McClanahan: No clue!

Herb: Come on in boys.
Harrington: You wanted to see us, Coach.
Herb: Yeah. I'm... uh... thinking about keeping the three of you together on the same line. Everybody ok with that?
Schneider: Yeah.
Harrington: Yeah. Sure.
Pavelich: Yeah. Sure.
Herb: How 'bout you, Buzzy? You think this works with Bah and Pav here?
Schneider: Yeah. It's going good. We're moving the puck well. Uh... It's just a little different plaing with them, you know?
Harrington: Yeah. I don't know how to explain it but we just seem to find each other at the other end of the ice and make things happen.
Pavelich: Yeah. Pass, shoot, score.
Harrington: Pass, shoot...
Schneider: And score.
Herb: Think you can win on talent alone? Gentlemen, you don't have enough talent to win on talent alone.

Herb: When you pull on that jersey, you represent yourself and you're teammates, and the name on the front is a hell of a lot more important than the one on the back. Get that through your head!

Herb: Again.

Eruzione: Mike Eruzione! Winthrop, Massachusettes!
Herb: Who do you play for?
Eruzione: I play for… the United States of America!

Baker: Do these guys ever smile?
O'Callahan: They're Russian. They get shot if they smile.

Herb: Vladisov Tretiak. You score on Tretiak, keep the puck. 'Cause it doesn't happen often.

McClanahan: Hows your legs?
O'Callahan: I'll let you know when I can feel them!

Ramsey: This is ridiculous.
Eruzione: Don't worry about it, Rammer. It'll be all right. Right OC?
O'Callahan: Herb's not gonna do a damn thing boys. He's just messing with our minds.
Jimmy: Oh, you think so, Jack?
O'Callahan: Yeah I do.
Jimmy: Well, we all know Herb made the Olympic team back in sixty.
O'Callahan: So?
Jimmy: So a week before the games, Coach Reilly calls him in his office and sends him home.
O'Callahan: What's your point?
Jimmy: My point, Jack is that one week later Herb's home on his couch with his old man watching his team win the gold medal. Come that close and get nothing. He'll do whatever it takes. That's my point.

O'Callahan: This is crazy, Herb. Bringing him in this late.
McClanahan: Hey, we've got parents buying tickets. I mean getting rooms. I mean what are we supposed to tell them?
O'Callahan: And with one of us going home as it is...
Herb: Oh, I guess I don't have to ask where you stand on this do I, Rizzo?
McClanahan: This wasn't Rizzo's idea.
Eruzione: You want me to say "I'm scared of getting cut?" I'm scared of getting cut. Everyone is.
O'Callahan: We just want it to be fair, Herb.
Herb: Don't even try telling me that's fair. He was right back there with us in Colorado.
Eruzione: That was six months ago!
Herb: And you don't think he's been playing for the last six months?
Eruzione: Not with us he hasn't!
Herb: So?
Eruzione: So there's a difference!
Herb: Like hell there is! All I know is that that kid can flat out play!
O'Callahan: What and we can't?
Herb: Oh, he moves the puck. He's got great vision on the ice, stick, soft hands.
McClanahan: That's not the point!
Herb: I'll tell you something else he's got. He's got the attitude I want on and off the ice, so somebody here better explain to me why I shouldn't be giving him a hell of a look!
Johnson: Because we're a family!
Herb: What?
Johnson: We're a family.

Craig: *opening his gift* To: Craig. That's beautiful boys.

Herb: Ah yes. The gift that keeps on giving.

Herb: I'm thinking about sitting you down Jim.
Jimmy: What? Wait what are you talking about?
Herb: No, it's not your fault. I played you way too much, and you're too tired. Oh and besides that, I think it's time I gave Janny a look. He's been waiting for seven months.
Jimmy: You're kidding me? Now?
Herb: Of course I mean now!
Jimmy: That's my net man. You can't do that!
Herb: They just scored ten goals Jim. Right now it's everybody's net.

O'Callahan: Doc said, "No," right?
Herb: He said you *might* be able to go in a week, maybe two.
O'Callahan: What if it's two?
Herb: That puts me in a tight spot, doesn't it? Jack, I've got twenty guys to think about here, and they're all looking at me to do what's best for this team.
O'Callahan: I understand, coach.
Herb: Which is why I'm hanging onto you.
O'Callahan: I swear to God, Herb, if you're not being serious right now...
Herb: I'm only saying this if you promise right now you won't even think about asking me to play until I tell you.
O'Callahan: I won't. I-I mean, I will, I promise, coach.
Herb: Cause if you do, Jack, I'll stick your ass on an airplane, and you're headed back to Boston. All right, Doc's waiting for you.
O'Callahan: Thank you, Herb. *hobbles away* Woohoo! O.C. is playing, baby! Hahaha!

Herb: This is unbelievable. You guys are playing like this is some throw away game up in Rochester. Who we playing Rammer?
Ramsey: Sweden.
Herb: Yeah. You're damn right Sweden! In the Olympics! What the hell is wrong with you? Put your gear on! I said put your gear on!
McClanahan: Doc told me I can't play.
Herb: Yeah, yeah, yeah I know. You got a bad bruise. You know what put youre street clothes on because I got no time for quitters!
Eruzione: Come on Herb! No body is quitting here!
Herb: You worry about your own game. Plenty there to keep you busy. A bruise on the leg is a hell of a long way from the heart, candy ass.
McClanahan: What'd you call me?
Herb: You heard me!
McClanahan: You want me to play, huh? Is that what you want?
Herb: I want you to be a hockey player!
McClanahan: I AM A HOCKEY PLAYER! YOU WANT ME TO PLAY ON ONE LEG? HUH? I'LL PLAY ON ONE LEG!
Herb: *leaves the room* That'll get him going.
Craig: Oh yeah. I'll clean up!

Herb: I got a telegram from a lady in Texas today, and you know what it said?
Patti: What?
Herb: Beat those Commie bastards. Patti wow, we're playing a hockey game against the greatest team in the world, maybe the best that's ever played this game. Why can't we just leave it at that?
Patti: Because this is more than a hockey game to a lot of people.
Herb: Yeah and I keep running through them all. Johnson on Mikhailov. Broten on Petrov. Pav against whoever OV. We just... We don't match up, Patti.
Patti: You might want to skip that when you talk to the boys tomorrow.

Herb: Great moments are born from great opportunity. That's what you have here, tonight, boys. That's what you've earned here tonight. One game. If we played them ten times, they might win nine, but not this game. Not tonight. Tonight, we skate with them. Tonight, we stay with them, and we shut them down, because we can! Tonight, WE are the greatest hockey team in the world. You were born to be hockey players, every one of you. And you were meant to be here tonight. This is your time. Their time is done, it's over. I'm sick and tired of hearing about what a great hockey team the Soviets have. Screw 'em. This is your time. Now go out there and take it!

Al Michaels: *announcer* Do you believe in miracles? YES!

Herb: *vo* Two days later the miracle was made complete. My boys defeated Finland to win the gold medal, coming from behind once again. As I watched them out there, celebrating on the ice, I realized that Patti had been right. It was a lot more than a hockey game. Not only for those who watched it, but for those who played in it. I've often been asked in the years since Lake Placid what was the best moment for me. Well, it was here - the sight of 20 young men of such differing backgrounds now standing as one. Young men willing to sacrifice so much of themselves all for an unknown. A few years later, the U.S. began using professional athletes at the Games - Dream Teams. I always found that term ironic because now that we have Dream Teams, we seldom ever get to dream. But on one weekend, as America and the world watched, a group of remarkable young men gave the nation what it needed most - a chance, for one night, not only to dream, but a chance, once again, to believe.