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MAN: Get Cleopatra!

Those barbarians
want me dead.

Can't this car go any faster?

I lost her.

You lost Cleopatra
in New York City?

(ALL CHEERING)

Babe Ruth's
the greatest player
baseball ever knew.

Maybe I'm finished.

Just keep him busy tonight.
He's already inside.

Why would Lucky Luciano
want to kidnap Babe Ruth?

(CHATTERING)

Hey, Mr. Ruth, you wasn't
gonna leave without saying
good night, was you?

BOGG: : We travel through time
to help history along,

give it a push
where it's needed.

Bogg!

BOGG: : When the Omni's red,
it means history's wrong.

Our job's to get
everything back on track.

(OMNI dings)

Green light, kid! We did it!

MAN: Caesar's been killed!

He was assassinated
on the Senate floor.

Find me Caesar's woman
so she can share his fate.

A gold coin to the
man who finds her.

(PLUMMETING)
Search for her!

It's better than a haystack.
Yeah.

BOGG: Wow.

Bogg, the Omni.

(BEEPING)
Roll.

You won't take me
without a fight.

Bogg, look out!

Get away!
Get away from me.

I will not be led away calmly
like some sheep to slaughter!

Look, lady, we're not
here to hurt you.

He's telling you the truth.

I can't trust anyone.
They've killed Julius.

Julius Caesar?
Yes.

Bat's breath!
We're too late.

Wait, what's the date?

(BEEPING)

44 B.C.

Is it the
Ides of March?

Yes.

Oh, Julius
loved holidays.

He got to ride
in his chariot and make
speeches to the senators.

Bogg, Julius Caesar
died in 44 B.C. On
the Ides of March.

He was murdered
on the Senate floor.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

(BEEPING)

Then why's the Omni red?

MAN: Get Cleopatra!

Kill the Egyptian princess!

Those barbarians
want me dead.

Cleopatra?

Yes?

The Cleopatra?

There couldn't be
more than one, kid. Not
with a face that beautiful.

Well, then,
that's it, Bogg!

Cleopatra didn't
die with Caesar.

She escaped from Rome
and went to Egypt.

(CHATTERING)

I loathe Egypt.
It's hot and it's dusty.

MAN: Kill the
Egyptian princess!

But I have always loved
sailing on the Nile.

BOGG: Good.

Here, put this on.

But this is a slave's robe.
I wouldn't be caught dead
wearing this.

You may be dead
if you don't.

Come on.

(BANGING)

MAN: Cleopatra!
We know you're in there.

BRUTUS: It'll be easier
if you surrender.

Kid, get ready.

Oh, Brutus!
I'm out here.

There! Get them!

Come on, kid, let's go.

Go on, kid.

Don't let them get away!

Please, not Julius!

(GROANS)

Help me!

MAN: She's in there!

Come on.

What do we do?
There.

CLEOPATRA: There what?
BOGG: Go on.

I'm not going to jump.

Oh, yes, you are!

(SCREAMS)

Help me!

Now.
No!

MAN: Get her! After them!

She's gotten away!

Search the city,
scour the countryside.
She mustn't escape!

BOGG: Okay, kid, let's go.

This is hardly the style
in which I'm accustomed
to traveling.

We just saved your life.
A simple "thank you"
would be nice.

You expect gratitude?

To most men, it would be
considered a privilege
to protect my life.

Well, I guess we're
not like most men.
Come on, Jeff.

You're not leaving me here
in the middle of nowhere?

You're safe. The coast
is just beyond the hill.

As the queen of Egypt,
I command you to stay.

Sorry, I'm a citizen
of the world,

free to come and go
as I choose.

Please. Please,
don't leave me.

Much as I'd like to stay,
duty calls.

Have you never heard
of Queen Cleopatra?

It is said that I have cast
magical spells of love over
men stronger than even you.

Yeah, I've heard.

And I always hoped that
I'd bump into you someday.

Bogg.

But I really gotta go.

Oh, boy.

Come on,
let's wrap this up.

Bogg?

Bogg!

(PLUMMETING)

What a kiss!

(BEEPING)

All men promise their
kiss will cause the
Earth to tremble, but...

I thought we'd
drop in to say hi.

...your kiss,
it really made
the Earth move.

It's not my kiss.

Then what caused
this magic?

We gotta get out of here.
Come on.

It's a wonderful chariot.

Yeah.

Where are we?

CLEOPATRA: What is this
wonderful place?

BOGG: It's not Rome, 44 B.C.

I can see that!
Get going back.

Atlantis.
This must be the lost
continent of Atlantis!

(HORN TOOTING)

Such big chariots.

How did we travel here?

It was a mistake.

You're not supposed
to be here.

I was born to the
throne of Egypt.

Certainly a place so
rich and exotic as this
is exactly where I belong.

Good afternoon, honey.

You belong back on
your throne in Egypt.

I'd rather be queen
of this magnificent land.

(WHISTLING)

There's nothing for me
back there.

Jeffrey is back there.

Then you go back
and get him.

I'm taking you with me.

Now, what's the harm
in my looking around
this great, glorious land?

I'm in no danger here.

MAN: Lucky Lindy's landed!

(ALL CHEERING)

(CLAMORING)

Cleopatra?

I can't believe
he made it!

Bat's breath.

Hey.

Bogg!

What took you so long?

I had a little problem.

Where's Cleopatra?

I lost her.
You what?

I lost her.
What year?

You ever hear of Lucky Lindy?

Charles Lindberg?
Yeah.

Well, he just landed
in France.

1927.

(BEEPING)

Where?

I think I see something.
There, in the trees!

You lost Cleopatra
in New York City?

Maybe I should've stayed there
and looked for her instead of
coming back for you, huh?

No, Bogg,
you did the right thing.

You there!
Stop in the name
of the Roman Empire.

Look for them.

They're gone.

Where could they go?

Bogg, I lived here
all my life,

and believe me,
it's a big city.

Don't worry.
We'll find her.

Where do we look first?

You're the one
from New York.

Yeah, New York, 1982,
not 1927.

She's probably trying
to find us by now.

Get serious.

She hasn't got a penny.

She'd be easy to spot,
with that beautiful
long black hair.

And she's running around town
in that silly-Iooking outfit.

In fact, she's probably
cold, hungry and alone.

Hey, you alone, toots?

Toots?

I hope you forgive me for
being so forward, huh?

But you are one
good-Iooking doll.

You're forgiven, Mr...

Luciano.

I know every beautiful girl
in this city.

How come we never
met before, huh?

Well, actually,
I just arrived.

Oh, you're new in town,
huh, toots?

So, where you from?

Most recently, Rome.

Hey, I'm from Sicily.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

JEFFREY: Bogg, we've
been searching for hours.
We're never gonna find her.

Well, we can't give up now.

(BELL RINGS)

Hey, Bogg,
Yankee Stadium's
just up here. Come on.

Yeah?

What's a Yankee Stadium?

It's like the Colosseum.

You think she
might be there?

You ever had a hot dog
before, Bogg?

I used to have them
all the time with the
works. Relish, mustard...

Bogg, this is all wrong!

What else could be wrong?

It's gotta be around
here somewhere.

What are you talking about?

The stadium,
Yankee Stadium.

Maybe we're on
the wrong street.

No, it should be
right over there.

They probably moved it.

Bogg, you can't just move
something that big.

I lost a woman.
You lost a whole building.

Oh, come on, Jeff,
we're supposed to be looking
for Cleopatra, not a stadium.

"Yankees still in cellar.
Lose six-to-one at Polo."

That'll be a nickel, kid.

Mister, do the Yankees
still play at the
Polo Grounds?

Only when
they ain't playing
at Carnegie Hall.

What about Yankee Stadium?

The Yankees gotta start
winning some games

before anybody builds them
their own stadium.

Why aren't they winning?

What about Murderers' Row?
What about Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth who?

Babe Ruth.

Nobody named Ruth ever played
for the New York Yankees.

JEFFREY: His real name
was George Herman Ruth,

but everybody called him Babe.

Babe Ruth. Oh, I think
I saw him pitch once,

in 1922, when the Red Sox
were in town.

Babe Ruth was still
pitching in 1922?

Yeah.

And he's not with the Yankees?

Kid, I already told you.
Never was.

He retired
a couple of years ago.

I think he went
into vaudeville,

and then just
sort of disappeared.

Thanks. Come on.

The Omni.
Is it still red?

(BEEPING)

Well, yeah. What do you
expect with Cleopatra
running around loose?

No! It's not her.
It's Babe Ruth.

Now we've got to
go to the Red Sox
1919 spring training.

Hey, look, kid,
we got Cleopatra
2,000 years out of time.

I think that's a little bit
more important.

Yankee Stadium is called
"the house that Ruth built."

Without him,
it never would've existed.

We're not exactly
talking about the pyramids
or the Great Wall of China.

Bogg, baseball just
wouldn't be baseball
without Babe Ruth.

Jeffrey, no.

You know, Bogg, as a Yankee,
Babe Ruth did some pretty
wonderful things for people.

It's just not
important enough.

Once there was
this really sick kid.

So sick, in fact, that he
couldn't even get out of bed
to go to the ballpark.

Quit the hearts and
flowers, will you?

Babe Ruth visited this kid
at the hospital.

He promised to hit a home run
just for him.

Yeah?

Yeah.

And if we don't get
Babe Ruth back on
the right track,

the kid'll never meet Babe.

What's a hot dog?

(PLUMMETING)

Jeffrey?

I'm okay, Bogg.
Nothing broken.

Except this darn Omni.

The Omni's broken?

(BEEPING)
The gear's stuck in
the automatic mode.

Oh.

Days like this I wish
voyagers had gone union.

We don't get
overtime pay,
paid vacations...

1669, England.

Flashing red.
I wonder what's wrong.

Oh, blast! Oh...

(EXCLAIMING)

Here you go.

Oh, I'm most grateful.
Newton.

Bogg, this is Jeffrey.

Beautiful day like this
must be perfect inspiration
for a writer.

Well, I'm not actually
a writer. I'm a professor
here at Cambridge.

My father was a teacher there.

Oh, yes, and a very good one,
I'm sure.

However, lately,
I've been feeling more
like a student myself.

I've been working on
a problem for weeks.

A hypothesis on gravity.

(CHUCKLING)
Oh, it's far too nice a day

to worry about any of
my dubious theories.

Thank you. Good day.

Bogg, that was Newton.
Sir Isaac Newton.

"Sir" Newton?

Well, he hasn't been
knighted yet.

And he never will be
out there.

We have to get him there,
under that apple tree.

BOGG: Why?

JEFFREY: Gravity.

Mr. Newton.
Are you all right?

I beg your pardon?

Sunburn.

Sunstroke.

But it's been
cloudy all day.

That's worse.
Much worse.

How long have you
been out here?

Well, when I'm working,
I lose complete
track of time.

But, perhaps you're right.
Maybe I should pack up
and go home.

BOGG: Well...

(BOGG CHUCKLING)

I don't know if that's
really necessary.

No sense stopping your work.
Sit under this beautiful,
shady tree.

Why, thank you.

(BEEPING)
Yes, yes, this is
much more comfortable.

Ouch!

Blasted apple! Hit me
straight on the head.

Dropped off the tree
and fell on my head

as if some force
propelled it back
towards the earth.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Our pleasure.

Now we can get back
to New York.

After we go to the Red Sox's
1919 spring training.

No. We're going back
to New York City, 1927.

But, Bogg, you promised.

I know, I'm sorry,
but I changed my mind.

Voyagers' prerogative.

Bogg, what about baseball?
What about the kid
in the hospital?

You caught me at
a weak moment,
all right?

All the sob stories
in the world

aren't gonna change
the fact that we're still
talking about baseball.

But...

Jeffrey, it's only a game.

That's it!
The apple was pulled
by the Earth's gravity.

That's it.

Bogg, it's only an apple.

Come on, slap them.
Make them work.
Make them work.

Let's go.

Go down there and get some
sweat popping on those guys,
will you?

Well, good morning, Mr. Ruth.

I'm so pleased that
you could join us.

You're late!

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Barrow.

But I don't need a curfew,
and you know that.

I mean, I'm out all
night and here I am,
sharp as a tack.

As manager of this team
it's my job to enforce
the rules.

So, you miss one more
bed check and you're gonna
find yourself on the bench.

No, you can't afford that
and you know it.

I'm the best pitcher
you got!

Yeah, well, one more word,
you're gonna be doing your
pitching in batting practice.

Why don't you listen
to me, Barrow?

You got better pitchers,
why don't you play them?

BOGG: I'm better.

Are you talking to me?

Yes, sir.

So you're better
than the Babe, huh?

That's right.

Yeah, well, that's one
man's opinion, yours.

Why don't you let him try out?
Then you can decide.

Yeah, you're a big,
strong-Iooking fellow.

Where'd you play last?

The bush leagues in Texas.

They play some pretty
wild and wooly ball
down there.

What have I got to lose?

Okay, rookie, you got
your shot. Suit up.

I hope you know
what you're doing,

or we're both gonna look
like a couple of fools.

Trust me, Bogg.
Just trust me.

I'll never pitch
as good as Babe.

You gotta pitch
better than Babe.

As long as Babe's a pitcher,
he'll never hit 60 home runs.

JEFFREY: I'm teaching you
how to throw sliders,
screwballs and knucklers.

All these pitches haven't
even been invented yet.

Nobody around here's
ever seen anything
like them before.

That's it.

You're tougher to please
than Abner Doubleday.

You were there when
Abner Doubleday
invented baseball?

Well, I knew him as
Captain Doubleday
at Fort Sumter.

We tossed the ball around
a little bit between battles.

He thought my pitching
was pretty good.

Give me a break.

Okay, kid, let's see
what you got.

Hank!

Give me a couple of
hitters in there.

Good ones.

MAN 1: Macready? Got you.

MAN 2: Okay, kid,
show us what you got.

(MAN CHATTERING)

I don't know what it is, but
he's sure moving it around.

He has a crazy style,
doesn't he?

Yeah, but there's no arguing
with a guy that throws every
pitch over for a strike.

Your friend,
he's pretty good, kid.

Yeah.

Yes, Mr. Ruth.

BABE: He throws
a lot of trick pitches.

And the way his leg comes up,

I figured for a second there
he's gonna start tap dancing
or something.

But he sure makes
that ball dance

before it goes across the
plate, though, don't he?

I've never seen a man
throw a ball like that
before.

Boy, he's a darn good pitcher.

Pitching's not everything.

It is to a pitcher, kid.

Well, Babe,
what do you think?

Any fool can see
he's good.

Good? He's great!

Now that I got a new ace,
you're not gonna be able
to be a bad boy no more.

Let's not get
into that again.

You miss one bed check
and I bench you.

You miss two curfews
and I suspend you.
Will you stop yelling?

I suspend you
without pay!

You're gonna start
living by the same rules
as the rest of the team.

You got it?
I got it!

Yeah, I got it.

Maybe the rest of the team
would be better off without
me altogether.

Suit yourself.

Hey, kid.

You're really something.

Hey, Barrow! Where
have you been hiding
this dynamo?

MAN: Where'd you find him?

Yeah, what's his name?

What's your name, kid?

Bogg. Phineas Bogg.

Men, here's your big
story of the day.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Gentlemen of the press,
I want you to meet the new
Red Sox pitching sensation,

Phineas Bogg.

(MEN CHEERING)

Gee, I never seen
anything like that.

Boy, are you terrific!
You're the greatest
I've ever seen!

You know,
without your coaching,

there's no way I could've
thrown those pitches.

Abner never would've
believed a ball could
move like that.

You ought to be
real proud of yourself.

Yeah.

JEFFREY: I didn't know he
was gonna take it so hard.

He wasn't supposed
to quit the game.

Guess that's why
the Omni is red, huh?

So we got to do
a little bit more.

Like what?

You know how to hit those
pitches you taught me?

Sure.

I was cleanup man on
my Little League team.

How about teaching
the Babe?

Mr. Ruth.

Yeah, kid.

Aren't you gonna
eat your lunch?

No. Kind of lost my appetite.

And that ain't no everyday
occurrence, either.

Did Mr. Barrow
kick you off the team?

Not yet.

But it's only a matter
of time, I figure.

He only put up
with my shenanigans

because he didn't
have somebody better,

and now with your friend,
he's definitely got
somebody better.

I figure the gentlemanly
thing to do is probably quit
before Barrow has to fire me.

What do you think?

Isn't baseball more important
than staying up late?

Baseball's probably
more important to me
than anything,

except maybe
the respect of my teammates.

Did you see them when
Barrow ripped into me,
how they were laughing?

You see, those guys used
to look up to me before.

I just don't know
if I can play on a team

when everybody's
feeling sorry for me.

Maybe I'm finished.

Finished?

Babe Ruth's
the greatest player
baseball ever knew.

Come on, kid.

You're a hero to
millions of kids.

Yeah, I'm not the hero now.
Your friend is.

And I taught him
everything he knows.

And you did good, too.

I mean, he went through
that whole lineup

and nobody even got
a bat on a ball.

What if you could
hit those pitches?

(SCOFFING) Come on.

In fact, what if you could
hit those pitches
out of the park?

If I could hit like that...

If I could hit like that,
I'd give up pitching tomorrow.

Take a breather, kid!
You're going great.

How's it going
with the Babe?

You'll see.

Think he can hit off me?

I taught him
everything he knows.

Well, don't worry.
I'll take it easy on him.

Well, Babe, I thought
you'd quit the team.

No, Barrow,
you can call me
a lot of things,

but a quitter
ain't one of them.

Hotshot. How about trying
to get some of those trick
pitches by me, huh?

All right.

Come on, Babe, rip it.

MAN 1: Hit the sky, Babe!

(MEN CHATTERING)

Holy cow,
look at that ball sail!

MAN 2: Attaboy, Babe.
Show this rookie.

Nobody's ever gotten
near that pitch before.

MAN 3: Hit it, Babe.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

I knew he could do it.

I can't get over it.

The more he swings,
the further he hits them.

I could use him
in the lineup everyday.

Too bad he's a pitcher.

Yeah, you can't use
a pitcher everyday.

If he wasn't a pitcher,
he could play in the outfield.

Yeah, then he could
play every day.

Okay, Bogg,
I've seen enough!

We knew you could hit, Babe,
but you killed those balls.

Babe, how'd you figure out
that new kid's pitches?

(CLAMORING)

That was great, Bogg,
the way you took it
easy on him.

Yeah, well, you know,
the idea was to make
him look good, so...

Yeah, well, thanks to you,
he's gonna be the greatest
hitter in baseball.

Now, can we get
back to New York
to find Cleopatra?

We gotta stick around.

Hang on, kid. We're
on our way to New York.

(CLAMORING)

Terrific idea.
How'd you like
to play everyday?

(ALL CHEERING)

JEFFREY: There it is.
Isn't it something?

Yeah.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Come on, Jeff.
You can tell me.

(SOBBING) Last time
I was here was with
my dad.

He used to take me
to ball games
all the time.

We'd sit right behind
the Yankee dugout.

One time he caught a foul ball
and got the whole team
to autograph it for me.

(WEEPING)

Your dad sounds like
a pretty good guy.

The greatest.

(SNIFFLING)

I don't want anybody
to see me cry.

They'll think I'm a sissy.

Why would they think that?

'Cause men aren't
supposed to cry.

Says who?

What about Napoleon
at Waterloo?

George Washington
at Valley Forge.

General Eisenhower
at Bunker Hill.

(LAUGHING)

You okay now?

Yeah.
Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Hey, you know who
Babe Ruth is?

Are you kidding? Come on, kid.
Who hasn't heard of the Babe?

Greatest hitter
the game has ever known.

Keep it. You guys look like
a couple of real fans.

For the wrong team,
but that's okay.

Yeah, thanks.
Thanks a lot.

Now we search this city
till we find Cleopatra.

Yeah, and where
do we look first?

I don't know.

"Coolidge chooses
not to run for reelection.

"Florenz Ziegfeld's new show
opens to rave reviews."

We found her.

Where?

Yeah, that looks
like her all right,
but I'm not sure.

Her hair's a lot shorter.

No, it's her all right.
Look at the bracelet.

Yeah, the snake bracelet.

Who's the guy?

"Patrons of
Lucky Luciano's club

"couldn't keep their eyes
off the mystery vamp
on Luciano's arm.

"Now we know why
they call him Lucky."

Jeff, it's Cleo!

Lucky, can I trust the
rest of your accomplices?

It's almost closing time.
The only people left inside

are a few loyal patrons
and a couple of my
trusted colleagues.

Come on.

The less witnesses,
the better, I suppose.

Yeah, look, we're late
already. Come on.

No, wait.

If I'm to be involved
in a kidnapping...

(SHUSHES)

A kidnapping,

I think I should know
every detail of the plot.

Come on, toots, don't
worry your pretty little
head with details, huh?

He's already inside.

All you got to do
is keep him busy
tonight, all night.

Come on.
You make it sound
very easy.

Hey, for you,
it will be, toots.

Just peel him a few grapes
like you did for me, huh?

But remember, Lucky,
we have an agreement.
I do this job for you...

Yeah, yeah, and I take you
to the White House to meet
Emperor Calvin Coolidge, okay?

Come on.
I have your word of honor?

Look, I'm telling you,
there's no problem.

Me and Coolidge,
we're just like this.

Hey, come on.

Good evening, Mr. Luciano.

There's some heavy
action in the back
room, Mr. Luciano.

(GLASSES CLINKING)

Kidnapping?
Is she crazy?

Come on.

Wait! Remember,
that's Lucky Luciano!

Bad guy, right?

Very bad.

Then we'll have to be careful
how we get her out of there.

How are we gonna get inside?

We're just a couple of guys
looking for a good time.

Then I think it's time
we break training.

Break what?

You're a little underdressed
for a night out on the town.

(KNOCKING)

Lucky sent me.

We're closing.

Lucky said whenever
I was in town.

Well, I guess you got time
for a short one.

Hey, no kids allowed.

Kid goes where I go.

But he's too young.
It ain't legal.

It's Prohibition, pal.
Everybody's too young.

I ain't gonna call
the cops. Are you?

And don't ever lay
a hand on my kid again.

Boy, a guy can say
anything as long as
he can say it tough.

Just don't try
any smart moves, huh?

These guys can
get pretty rough.

You could get into trouble.

Hey, I can take care
of myself.

Face it, kid, you ain't
old enough to be tough.
I want you to stay here.

Oh, Bogg.

And no arguments.

Stay.

I expected you to
find me sooner or later,

but right now
is a little inopportune.

Sorry to inconvenience you,
but I've got to get you out
of here.

I'm not going anywhere.
Oh, yes, you are.

I can't go back now.
I've got a job to do.

We know all about you
and your boyfriend's
kidnapping plan.

Kidnapping is
such an ugly word.

This sort of thing
happens all the time.

In ancient Rome, maybe.

Lucky made a very large wager
on a sporting event.

It's something about
some old man called
Homer getting hit.

Lucky wants me to stop
that from happening.

Now, is that so bad?
Yeah.

Hey, toots, is this
guy bothering you?

Yes, Lucky, he is.

Stop annoying
the lady, huh?

She's no lady.

(CHUCKLING) I mean,
she's just a friend.

We sort of lost
track of each other
over the years.

Hey, that's real nice, pal.
The reunion is over, huh?
So, get out!

(MUSIC STOPS)

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

Wait, Bogg! Look.

It's Babe!

BOGG: Why would Lucky Luciano
want to kidnap Babe Ruth?

JEFFREY: So he wouldn't
hit the homer!

Some hero
he turned out to be,

beating up on some old guy
named Homer.

Home run!

Tomorrow must be the day
when Babe Ruth is supposed
to hit his 60th home run.

And Luciano wants to
make sure that he won't,

so he hires Cleopatra
to keep him busy.

Well, he sure got
the right girl for
the job. Come on.

Hey, Bogg,
we can't leave.

We're not leaving.
You are.

But, Bogg...

These guys play pretty rough.
I don't want you hurt.

Bogg...
No arguments!

But Bogg, I have an idea.

You remind me of Julius.
The same strong profile.

Yeah? This Julius,
he's your boyfriend?

Before he was killed.

Sorry.

It was a long time ago.
A very long time ago.

You sure this plan of yours
is gonna work?

Sure. I saw James Cagney
do it in a gangster movie
on TV.

Can't miss.

You were right.
Kid never could hold
his milk and cookies.

A very long time ago.

I thought
I'd find you here.

Hey, what's the matter?
The Yankee front office send
you out here to check on me?

You little
two-timing princess.

Don't I recognize you?

Hey, pal, I'm talking
to the lady, okay?
Have a seat.

Bogg, will you
get out of here?
You're gonna ruin everything.

Bogg?

Julius Bogg. Her husband.

Cleo, hey, you told me
this guy was dead.

Her late husband.

You're not gonna
listen to him.
He's mad!

You're darn right
I'm mad.

(GROANING)

How dare you!
You all right, Cleo?

No!

Hey, pal, that ain't
no way to treat a lady,
even if she is your wife.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

Well, how about settling
this outside, clown?

That's a good idea.
Maybe I could teach you
a little common courtesy.

Babe, you can't leave.
I mean, Babe, please,
don't leave!

Babe! Please don't leave.

This Philistine
isn't worth fighting.

BABE: I'm fighting
for your honor, Cleo.

Bogg, come on.

Babe!

Come on. You and me, buster,
we got a little score
to settle here, huh?

Babe, please,
come back inside.

No, not till I
teach this guy
a little respect.

Come on.
Put up your dukes.

Now, stop this.
You're behaving
like barbarians.

I don't wanna fight you.

You should've thought about
that before you popped the
lady with a grapefruit.

Will you just get in the car,
I'll explain everything.

Explain it now!

Cleo and her pal Luciano
wanted to kidnap you.

Now why would we do that?

Yeah, why would they do that?

It seems Mr. Luciano had a bet

you wouldn't hit
your 60th home run
tomorrow, that's why.

Cleo, what's this guy
talking about?

Babe, I am going back inside,
and you are coming with me.

(BOGG LAUGHS)

Bogg, come on!
Sorry, Cleo, he's coming
with us, and so are you.

Hey, Mr. Ruth, you wasn't
gonna leave without saying
good night, was you?

Good night.

(EXCLAIMS)
Come on.

Move over, kid.

Hey, this is my turf.
I know all the shortcuts.

Yeah, great.
You can navigate.

CLEOPATRA:
He's ruined everything.

I command you
to stop this car!

No way. You're too good
at getting into trouble.

I wasn't in any trouble
until you showed up.

And stopped you
and Luciano from
kidnapping him.

What's a hood like
Luciano gonna do for
a girl like you, anyway?

Get me an audience
with the Emperor.

What emperor?

Emperor Coolidge.

This dame's a nickel short.

I don't think Lucky Luciano
even knows President Coolidge.

I don't believe you.

Did Lucky tell you
that President Coolidge
isn't very handsome?

For me it is power,
not beauty, that holds
the most allure.

And he's a lot older than you.

A young man is
seldom wise enough
to rule an empire.

And he's not gonna
be reelected.

Can't this car go any faster?

Take a shortcut, Bogg.
Turn here.

(TIRES SCREECH)

BOGG: Faster. Watch out!

(CRASHING)

(ENGINE STALLING)
Hey, come on!

That was some shortcut,
kid.

But there was a street there
when I lived in New York.

I think we lost one.

If I can find a safe place
for Babe to spend the night...

And then we'll take
Cleo home after the game.

Hey, we can stay at Lou's.

Lou Gehrig's?

Yeah, where else?

Wow.

Here we go, fans.
It's the bottom of the ninth
and here comes the Babe.

Hey, Jeff, I hope Luciano's
ready to get a new nickname.

Today ain't gonna be
his lucky day.

I'm gonna hit the 60th
and he's gonna
lose a bundle.

MAN ON SPEAKER: : Now batting,
the New York Yankees.

(MAN CHATTERING)

(CROWD CHEERING)
This one's for you, kid.

Babe's had
a perfect day so far,
two singles and a walk.

But believe me, fans,
no one has left
this ball park.

This is the Babe's last chance
to break his own record
of 59 home runs.

Set back in 1921.

For six long years,
the Babe has been
knocking on that door,

and this is his last chance
in 1927.

I mean, this Yankee team
with its famed Murderers' Row

clinched that pennant
a long time ago.

And my only question
to that man is,

"Can the Sultan of Swat
hit 60 home runs?"

Here's the wind-up.

And the pitch,
swung on and missed.
Strike one!

Now the pressure down there
has got to be tremendous,

not only on the Babe, fans,
but that pitcher down there

doesn't wanna be known
as the man who served up

home run number 60
to Babe Ruth.

Ball!

Oh, that was blowing away,
ball one.

Count evens out
at one and one.

Here's the wind-up.

The pitch, swung on
and missed, strike two!

I tell you, the Babe
wasn't just swinging
for a single there, fans.

He was swinging
for those seats.

The count now is one and two.

One ball and two strikes.
Babe is down to
his last strike.

And here comes the pitch.

(CROWD CHEERING)

You better kiss that goodbye.

All right!

Babe Ruth, the greatest
home run hitter of all time,
has just hit number 60!

BABE: Hey, kid!

You fellows don't have
to leave, do you?

We got to.

Look, I owe you
a lot. Thanks.

Our pleasure.

But promise me, you're gonna
see me next season, right?

Promise?

We'll sure try.

You got a minute?
Oh, yeah, sure.

Several years ago
I met a boy just like you.

I was about to quit the game,
but he told me I was his hero.

Even showed me
a little bit about hitting.

Turns out kids with
curly black hair

must be my good luck charms.

Bogg, did you see him?

Down two strikes,
and the Babe still
came through.

Well, with two strikes
I would have thrown them
a slider.

You double-crossing
little bimbo.

Bogg, I think
I want to go back
to my own time after all.

Can you kiss me now?

But it's not the kiss...

Shut your trap
and hold on.

(PLUMMETING)

(ALL GRUNT)

Uh-oh, it's the Romans.

CLEOPATRA: It's Mark Antony.
Don't worry, he's harmless.

He's always had a crush on me.

He doesn't look so bad
from here.

Oh, he's as strong
and as handsome as
any man I've ever met,

but he has no craving
for power.

Rest your horses.

It's been my experience
that behind every great
man, is a great woman.

Power is an
acquired taste.

Maybe I could teach him
to savor it the way I do.

But there's one thing
I could never teach him.

What's that?

To kiss me as you did.
Such an embrace can
never be taught.

Yeah, I guess.

CLEOPATRA: Here I come,
puppy dog!

Cleopatra, is that you?

Yes, Mark Antony.

Is that the disguise
you used to escape
from Rome?

Yes.

Do you like it?

Your beauty overwhelms
whatever costume you wear.

May I declare
my devotion to you?

Of course.

Might I also declare
my long, secret love
for you?

If you must.

But, please, Mark Antony,
whatever you do,

don't ever call me "toots."

JEFFREY: If you want to
learn more about Babe Ruth,

Cleopatra or Sir Isaac Newton,

take a voyage
down to your public library.

It's all in books!