" Hey, I'm James Duffy." " Yes, he is." "I'm Chad Bailey, sexy, roguish new face of our parent company's effort to rebrand SportsDesk for a new generation." "SportsDesk, it's not delivery; it's SportsDesk." " OK, uh, we go live to Reading, Pennsylvania." "With the Big League officially shut down thanks to the lockout, all eyes are on the ENHL tonight as the Reading Wolfdogs get set to take on the Halifax..." " Highlanders, this season, the big show made it to us." "This lockout means there's gonna be a whole bunch of big dicks swinging away down to our league." "Play is gonna get faster, the hits are gonna get harder, crowd's gonna get "crowdier."" "Fucking boys of the light brigade, and you're gonna need someone at the tip of the spear." "You need a cap." " Yeah." " He's bled blue and orange for this team a long time." " That's right." " He's got that shit that keeps him going long after he has any reason to." " Open that up." " Dougie." "My boy." "Put this fucker on!" "Come on!" " Looks good on you." " Cheers." " Alright." " C, whoo!" "Thank you guys so much." "I've never been a captain before." "One time, I had a dream that I was a captain of a monkey ship." "There was all these monkeys playing around, laughing, having fun, singing, wearing little monkey sailor hats, fighting over life jackets." "Pierce Brosnan was screaming." "I hope one day I could be the captain of your dreams." "Best wishes." "Doug Glatt." " OK, yeah, alright, good." "Well, we..." "Dougie, didn't make you captain for your speeches." "We made you captain..." " Because you leave it all out there on the fucking ice." "Ah, this sport is everything to you, right?" "You make me proud to own this team." "I want you all to watch Doug out there tonight." "Watch him do whatever the fuck it takes to get us the W. That said, come on, let's get after it, boys!" " Congrats, bud." " Fresh-beat ice, boys." " Thank you, buddy." " I can't wait, Dougie." " Go out and captain out there." " Joining us for tonight's game, our own Red McCauley." " Reading city council spent a bunch of money on a new Jumbotron and right now, it's making everything red." " Go, boys!" "I love this fucking game." " And back to Reading here." "Here's Laflamme dancing with the puck." "Laflamme spins." "He shoots." "He hit the post!" "Now it's Laflamme again." "He's all over the ice!" "Murphy steps into him." "Ohh!" "Glatt absolutely levels Michael Murphy." " Sorry, Mikey." " Glatt's escorted aside by a couple of Reading Wolfdogs." "Laflamme!" "He was flattened." "That angers Glatt." "Glatt fires a left." "He fires a right." " Sorry, Mikey." " They're falling." "The Wolfdogs are down." " Sorry, Mikey." " Shut the fuck up, Doug." " And that is what friends are for, especially when your friends are huge Jewish guys named Doug Glatt." "Here's Laflamme taking the puck." "He moves up the left wing." "Laflamme trying to go to the outside as the penalties expire." "Both sides at full swing." "Laflamme in behind the goal, takes it into the corner He circles." "What's in front?" "Awaiting there is Glatt, but Laflamme holds up, jams out." "He scores!" "Laflamme makes it 1-nothing for the Halifax Highlanders." " Alright." " Reunited, and it feels so good." "It's a new dawn for the Halifax Highlanders." " You're like Captain America!" " "Captain America"!" " New owner and GM Hyrum Cain's plan to win a championship in his first season starts off with a bang as the Highlanders open the scoring." " Highlanders draw first blood at the buzzer, but the real story here is the physical play." "Doug Glatt, like a huge Jewish freight train doing what he does best." "His tilt with Ross Rhea still" "He's already proving to be a difference maker for Halifax GM and Highlanders' hall of famer" "Hyrum Cain." " The other story to follow of course is Hyrum's son" "Anders Cain who's coming off that career-high season last year80 points." "Anders now finds himself up against his own father's team in the very first game of the season." "Anders is the prototypical modern-era tough guy, able to drop the gloves and put up the points as well." "Anders and Xavier Laflamme are perfect examples of the kind of the top-quality talent this lockout is already providing the League." " What a great lockout." " No one ever says that." " I just did." "And I'm Chad Bailey." "SportsDesk... it's sports at a desk, you lunatics." "Look at this motherfucking desk." " I wanted to thank my big sis, Eva, for organizing the fuck out of this!" " Yeah!" " Indeed!" " Gonna get "shittered";" "might as well get "shittered" at my place of work." " Place of work!" "Place of work!" "Place of work!" " And you just add some cheese in there." " Oh, shit, there he is!" "Dougie!" " When it gets to a certain length, I just go to the barber and he cuts it to the length that I want him to cut it in." "Thank you." " Attaboy, Dougie." " But just to summarize, that's a yes on mandatory neck guards." " Yes." "That's correct." "Thank you." " OK." "Now while we have you here, is there anyone back home you'd like to give a shout out to?" " Yes, thank you." "I want to say hi to my one teammate Eva who couldn't be here tonight." "She's my teammate and can't be here right now." "My wife Eva." " Doug with that big dick!" " That's not appropriate." " I'll do whatever my team needs me to do." " Yeah, you do." " Yeah, Dougie!" " Whatever you need." "Hahaha!" " Oh, my God!" " Hahaha!" "My beer is back." "Ugh!" "Aw, f..." " Fuck sake!" "Jesus Christ!" "Goddammit!" "No one wants to skate anymore." "Is that it?" "Do you want to sit here?" "Breathe hard?" "Dougie, you're on." "I want you to rough up a few Reading cunts right now." "The boys need some inspiration, and you can provide that." "Let's go!" "Come on, come on!" " Let's go, boys!" "Let's turn this fucking thing around." " Here it comes." "You wanna go?" "Come on, come on." " Fight!" " Jesus Christ!" "Anders came with the opening salvo!" " Come on, come on!" " Doug Glatt is rocked!" "Cain just keeps pouncing." "The Thug is in trouble, folks!" " Ugh!" " What has happened to Doug Glatt?" "The champion in so many eyes!" " Fuck off!" "You fuck!" "You popped your whole arm out." "Fuck me!" " Did I lose?" "Subtitles by explosiveskull" " Our boy's moving on to greener pastures." "But remember, once a Highlander..." " Always a Highlander!" " Fucking A!" " This one's for you, Dougie." "♪♪ Oh, Dougie boy ♪" "♪ The pipes, the pipes are calling ♪" " Jesus Christ, he's drunk already." " Fucking right, man. - ♪ From glen to glen ♪" " Potato fucking salad." " ♪ And down the mountain ♪" " Ow!" " You will never eat a meal in peace." " Animals don't eat in peace." "Animals eat pieces of dog shit." " I'm not a fucking animal, man!" "I'm a real person!" "I got real fucking emotions." "I don't eat..." " Fuck you!" " Ow!" "You fucking Neanderthals!" " So fucking tired though." "I'm not as fast as I used to be." " I'm not as tough as I used to be." " Dougie, this is all for you!" " How much you..." "How much recovery time?" "Doctor said that I should never play hockey again." " Tabarnak!" " Yeah." "That's exactly what I said." "And we have a baby coming." "Eva's cousin, he's got a job opportunity at an insurance company." " ♪ Oh, Dougie boy ♪" " I mean..." " Dougie boy!" "♪ I love you so ♪♪" " Got beaten." "He beat me." "I have to make responsible decisions." " Alright." " I got you." "I got you, friend." " Stevesy, I think I'm gonna piss myself." " Hey!" "There's my guy!" "Hey, stay there, I'll come to you." "Ooh!" "Yeah." " I'm good, Ray." " Just stand here?" " Just..." "I told you I'm coming to you." " I'm Doug Glatt." " I said I was coming to you." "I can do this." "Prostate." "Work up." "Got a melon." "Here we go." "See?" "Flat, I'm fine." "It's the stairs." " I'm Doug Glatt." " Yeah." "Bob Forbes." " Ow, my arm!" " Oh yeah, hell of an arm!" "How excited are you right now, huh?" " Yes." "Thank you so much." "The windows here are great." " Yeah, tell you what." "You deserve 'em. 'Cause the sky is the limit here at Cornwallis Insurance." " Hmm!" " You seen the commercials?" " No." " Ah, you should, they're real good." "It says," "♪ Go ahead and call us, we're... ♪" " You want me to call you?" " No, I want you to finish the song." "Cornwallis." " Oh." " Hahaha!" "There he is." "He's going up, this guy." "Get in there." "Used to be a jail." "Prisoners killed themselves." ""Doug Glatt, storage room,"" "that's you." "How does that feel?" "You know, you mentioned you play hockey;" "I used to watch a lot of hockey 'til it got too exciting for the old ticker." "Had a massive heart attack." "Yep," "I am a sick man." "Anyway, I'm lying on my death bed, and that's when I got bit by the selling insurance bug." "Yep, she laid eggs right inside of me, and now you're here." " I'm allergic to eggs." " You're an idiot;" "nobody's allergic to eggs." "Oh, Christ, this guy." "Come on, come on!" "Come on!" "Aah!" "Get out of there!" "Quit!" "Quit that!" " Fuck you!" " It's like he's showing off." "Huh?" "Nice fixed stream." " Yeah." " God!" "They got a whole alley to do that in and then they choose this window to piss on." "God, it's like crack to them." " Crazy." " They also sell crack at that window." " Oh!" "OK." " But don't worry, it's safe as long as you get out by sundown." "That's when the handjobs start." "What the...?" "A lot of cars in our driveway." " AAAH!" "Surprise!" " Hey, fuck!" " I was gonna be in town anyway, so I thought to myself, wouldn't this be the perfect opportunity to organize a little something for the two of you?" "Ohhh," "I am so proud of you, Dougie." "You found something secure and steady." "You see?" "Everything has a time and a place." "Hmm!" "Hmm-hmm!" " Thanks, Mom." " Oh." "Your house, the baby..." "I can't believe I'm gonna be a grandmother." "If I'm being honest, there was a while there where I never thought it was gonna happen, what with Ira being the way he is and all." " Jesus, Mom." " Wow!" "If it makes you feel any better, I go all kinds of ways." " What kinds of ways?" " Ah, you get me drunk enough," "I'll munch a box." "That's not an animal;" "I got all kinds of tricks." " Feels like my ass threw up!" "HEYYY!" "There he is!" "No, no, come on, give me the good stuff." "Give me the..." "No, no." "Ohhhh!" " Fucking..." "Mazel tov!" "Mazel tov!" "In your a..." "Oh, excuse me, I didn't..." "I'm sorry." "Sorry." " No." "Fuck." " I was just pretending to butt fuck my friend." "I don't think we've been properly introduced." "I'm Patrick..." "Hoolahan." " We've met, you idiot!" "You wouldn't stop hitting on me at Doug and Eva's wedding." "And you fell asleep and pissed yourself." " Nice." "Represent." " Yeah." " Why do you have a boner?" " You just noticed that?" " Hey, what, I have a..." " It's massive." " What?" "Uh..." " Come on, clean it up!" " Ah!" " No!" "Stop!" " Just trying to get rid of it." " Pat always gets boners." " FUCK!" "DIB!" "HIYA!" " So how was your first day?" " Work?" "Oh, it..." "Aw, It was so fun." "Yeah." "I mean, there's so many documents and... phone calls to make and receive and..." "You sit a lot." "I mean, like, pretty much the whole day." "So it's safe." "You know, it's really safe." "Plus there's a Harvey's close by, which is good." " Hey." "I'm proud of you, of us." "We're doing this." "It's... it's a fucking a lot and..." "It's crazy, but we're doing it." "Together." " A team." " Yeah, we're a team." "Got each other's backs." "I know it's hard for you." "I mean, I know you miss it." "And I miss it too." "I loved watching you play, but I love you and... the family we're gonna have, more." " AAH!" "Guys!" "Dropping loads." "Dropping fucking hot meatball loads from my asshole." " Hey, Pat." " This..." "I" "I was just..." "I'm having..." "I'm having some stomach issues today." " Ladies and germs, welcome to the Bruised and Battered" "Hockey Fighting Competition." "Proudly banned in 11 states, 6 provinces and 1 territory!" "The hockey tournament for retired fourth-liners with only one rule:" "no hockey." " You know, I tell ya, Hot Ice would have been all over this shit." "Fucking kids these days with their fucking..." "YouTube." "Fucking Isis." "I tell you what, I'm into new shit now." "But lately," "Dougie, my new thing;" "I'm all about going fucking door to door selling fucking china deluxe." "Look at this fucking thing, right?" "You know, you fucking..." "You put it someplace, you put it another place." "People fucking look at it." "Does everything it needs to do." "Dope, right?" "Dougie?" " I keep going over and over it in my head." "He was unlike anybody I've ever fought before." "He was faster... meaner." "Thank God Eva wasn't watching when he beat me." " And now, the main event of the evening!" "Fighting for the $400 grand prize is reigning champ, Ross "the Boss"..." " Rhea!" " Rhea!" " Yep, you kicked the shit out of him." "He looks like 265 pounds of dog shit stuffed into fucking ice skates, but, tell you what, motherfucker can still bang." " Hey, Barnesby." " Bossman." " How's the shoulder?" " Fucked as usual." "Thanks for asking, though." " Alright." "I'll make it quick for you." " Fuck you." "Follow the dream!" "Yeah!" " Oof!" "Oof!" " Oh!" " You alright, Barnes?" " Aww, go fuck yourself." " Jesus fucking Christ!" "It's a fucking crime scene!" "Bra-ah!" " I love you!" " "The Bruised and Battered Competition..." ""would like to thank you for your continued support." ""But we are especially thankful..." ""...for the Dartmouth Wig Outlet." "You won't wig out at their prices."" " Fucking sister wearing the wig!" "Alright." "I got some people I want to thank too." "You fucking people!" "Yeah." "That's right." "I used to think I was done." "And maybe there... there is a time for everybody... but when I step out on this ice and I see all of you cheering me on, I know my time ain't done yet." "Thank you very much." " You're the fucking man, Ross!" " Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" " I'm James Duffy." " And I'm Chad Bailey." "You're watching SportsDesk." "SportsDesk, we're all pink on the inside." " Oh, Jesus Christ." "Anyway, Halifax's woeful losing streak extends to 12 straight losses to start the year." "They've been in a rut since their disastrous season-opening loss to Reading, which saw then-captain Doug Glatt hospitalized following what would be a career-ending tilt with Anders Cain." "Can the Highlanders find a way to turn things around?" " I bought this team because I win." " I know." " This lockout should be the best thing to ever happen to us, but we're blowing it." "We are going after the biggest names on this side of the Atlantic, players you can build a team around, starting with Anders." " Wait." "Your son?" " Yeah." "He's been a fucking beast for Reading." "Not to mention, he almost singlehandedly eviscerated us." " Why are you taking so much joy?" "He pretty much ended Dougie's fucking hockey career." " Hey, Glatt's career was ending all by itself." " Well, we're never gonna know that now, are we?" "No offence, Hyrum, OK?" "But you and your son, not exactly Walter and Wayne." " That shit is behind us." "You can believe he is not gonna fuck this up." "He knows what's at stake." "We go all in for Anders... you're gonna make him captain, and I'm gonna keep his ass in line." " Hyrum, please." "Captain?" "Let's talk about this." " Ronnie..." " Let's think about this." "Let's think about the A..." " Ronnie!" " Before we get to the C." " Ronnie!" "You're gonna coach my kid." "You're gonna build a team around him, you're gonna make him captain or I'm gonna find some other fucking guy who will." " Fine." " Good." " Fine." "Better than being on the door." " Hey." " Hey." "Thanks for coming." " Thanks for inviting me." " Welcome." "What do you think?" " I think it's..." "I think it's all... you." " As it should be, right?" " As it should be." " Great room." " Great room." " Can I get you a soda pop or...?" " Uh..." " Sunflower seeds?" " Uh, yeah, seeds are good." " Help yourself." "Sit down." " Sunflower seeds are for winners." " Son..." " Sorry." "It's uh..." " You're carrying the torch now." " Yes, sir." " You don't want..." " ...over you." " I own the torch." " Our name's on your back." "Our family." " Our family." "And actually, um, Mom was asking me..." " Our name is a currency in this town." " Absolutely." " I don't want you to fuck this up." "Not this time." "This season's everything." "The world is watching." " Maybe not the world." "I mean, Canada probably, but..." "And like three or four states." " Stand up." "I'm giving you the C." " Yeah." " You're gonna prove me right." "You're gonna win." " Yes, sir." "Gonna win." " Stay the fuck out of trouble." " Because the therapy worked this time." " I don't wanna hear about that." " We won't talk about it." " That's for your mom." " Yes, sir." " It's shit for your mom." " Yes, sir." " Don't bring shit up like that." " You don't know nothing about good times." "Let me tell you about fucking good times." "I remember that summer like it was yesterday." "Good music, nice heat, great friends." "One night, me and my friends, my great friends, went for hamburgers downtown." "That summer, we ruled the world." "We thought we "wuz" the kings." "Turns out we "wuz" the jokers." " Look what the fucking cat dragged in!" " Fucking kid." "This is bullshit." " He has hair like a lion." " Bring it in!" "Bring it in!" "OK, boys." "We kind of fucked up the start of this thing, eh?" "So now, we got a few lads who are on their wages up for the big show down here with us wearing our jerseys." "Jean-Pierre Finch." " Yo." " We got, uh, Pet..." "Petr, uh, Petri Dish, Petrov." "A lot of p's." "What's he doing?" " He's handing out candy." " Candy?" " It's a Slovak tradition, maybe." " Better be." " Oh, my God!" "OK." "And Anders Cain." "OK." "Super duper!" "OK, now that Dougie is retired, we need a new captain, and I cannot think of a better leadership tandem... than Xavier Laflamme with the A," "Anders Cain as captain." "There you go." "Alright." "Alright." " This ice is shit, fix it." "Perhaps the new captain would like to say a few words to his team." "You alright, son?" " Right." "Right." " Give me something." " Nothing else fucking matters if we don't win." "They brought me here to win." "My dad brought me here to win." "That's what we're gonna fucking do." "Anybody here like fucking sunflower seeds?" "Well, this barn's sunflower seeds are fucking winners." " Hey, hey, hey." " Right?" "Fuck yeah!" " Great, that's good." "Yeah." " Fucking right, Dad, right?" " Right." "I know many of you... are veterans, many of you are old friends, many of you have never worn another sweater;" "I'm here to tell youall of that gets you nothing." "Produce, you will be rewarded." "Don't, you'll be sent packing." " Hey!" " It's a buyers' market out there, so for most of you, that's your fucking career done." "Fucked up the first part of this season." "Find a way to be relevant!" "Make yourself fucking relevant!" "Because from this point on..." " Fuck!" " ...from where I'm fucking standing..." " Ah, fuck!" " ...it's Darwin." " Come on, guys!" "Play!" "I'm right here!" "Play hockey, guys!" "Hey!" "You!" "Look alive, man!" "And who the fuck is Darwin?" " Anders, new team, new city;" "any message for the fans?" " They brought me here to win." " Care to confirm or deny the rumours of your captaincy?" " It's my team now." " Xavier Laflamme declined to comment." " Ah!" "Oh!" " What's the bag for?" " These are just documents." "It's a huge bag full of documents." "I'm going to an insurance festival." " Huh?" " I better go, Eva." "It's real late." "Bye." " You then inhale..." " The fuck?" " Hello, sir." " Holy shit on Mary's tits." "Fuck are you doing here?" " Came here to see you." "Got injured." "Right arm." " Yeah, I saw that." "Hard lad, this Anders Cain." "So what are you doing with the hockey bag?" " I wanna be a Highlander again." " Oh, Jesus, kid." " Will you train me?" " Train you to what?" " Teach me to fight with my left." "Teach me to skate better." " What the fuck do I know about skating, Doug?" "You see what I do in there." " We can train another time if you're not able to right now." "There's a restaurant nearby that sells hotdogs." "We could just eat those instead." " Hotdogs?" " Yeah." " It's like a sausage sandwich..." " I know what a fucking hotdog is." " Looks like a penis." " Jesus Christ." "Alright." "Twenty minutes." "We go in there, get it out of our system, and you go right home, eh?" " Thank you, sir." " Ah, Goddammit!" "Not again." "They better not." "Fuck this!" "AH, SHIT!" "Left my fucking bus pass in there." "I NEED MY FUCKING BUS PASS!" " What time is it?" " 11:37." "Wait." "11:38." " Did you just get home?" " Yeah." "The insurance carnival's long." "I was meeting all these people who do insurance." "It's really safe." "It's a real thing." " It doesn't sound like a real thing." " Uh..." " Mmm, you smell like hotdogs." " Thank you." " Ugh!" "Oh!" " That's it, rotate." "Rotate." "Alright, now, do that left across." " Halifax Highlanders and the Hamilton Steelers." "Now Laflamme is rammed on the corner." "He's run into and decked!" " Sorry." "Looks like I..." " Tagged ya!" "Tagged ya again." " Sorry, bud." " Stop fucking saying sorry." "I'm kicking your ass, boy!" " Now Depere digs the puck out of the corner, moves in on the back..." "He scores!" " Whatever, man, I could have stopped that with your dick." " And it is a 3 - nothing lead for Hamilton over Halifax." "Uppercut." " The newest Highlander, Anders Cain, scores!" "Quite an individual effort by Anders Cain!" " Ah, ah." "Keep it down, Dougie." "For fuck sake, how many times do I have to tell ya?" "Just the left." "Put some heat on it, boy." "There you go!" "That's the one I'm looking for." " Here's Anders Cain!" "He scores!" "Anders Cain and..." "Uh-oh!" "Just like that, down goes Davinski." " Oh, Christ!" " And he'll head straight to the penalty box." " FUCK YOU!" " And now, the Moncton Lords score!" " Fuck!" " Shit game, man." " Well past the midpoint of the season, Cain and the Highlanders continue to be their own worst enemies as they remain on the playoff bubble." " Yeah!" "You're working your ass off, kid." "There's a ceiling on your skating, and that left hand's never gonna be as strong as your right, but trust me, it will fuck somebody up." "Listen, Dougie, there's something you might wanna know." "Shit show's moving." "Next Bruised and Battered is gonna be at the Metro Centre." "You wanna be a Highlander?" "That's your ticket." "There's your audition, boy." "Hyrum's gonna be watching." "You could show him and everyone else you're still fucking here." "What do you say?" " And while they keep finding ways to win, the Highlanders keep finding ways to lose too." "Many are blaming the hot and cold play of Anders Cain, who sits 31st in scoring, but leads the League in penalty minutes." " We've dropped eight of the last ten." "We take penalties the way other teams change lines." " I'm trying." " What do I say?" " Don't fucking try; fucking win." " Wake 'em the fuck up." "Alright?" " "Wake 'em the fuck up." Yes, sir." " Good." "Lead these guys." " That tie is too short, Chad." " Or I know exactly what the fuck I'm doing, James." "SportsDesk: we know exactly what the fuck we're doing..." "James." " Oh, my gosh!" "Thank God, it feels so good to be out of the house." "And I am so excited about this restaurant." "Me and the baby are gonna eat the shit out of some pad Thai." "Oh, why have we taken the long way?" "It's not..." "Doug, do you wanna go in and say a quick hello?" " Well, I'll be honest." "I already ate and I'm already drunk, so the bar seems to make sense." " For fuck sake!" "Man, feels like it was fucking yesterday that I was working here, bartender, boyfriend who played hockey." " Yep." " Now, I'm pregnant and married to a guy who says we're a team, but he's always gone, and for some reason, he feels he has to hide the fact that he eats hot dogs." "What the fuck happened?" "!" "Are we these people now?" "This is... this is who we are?" " Oh yeah, that's us." "You and me, baby." "No." "Me and..." "Me and Doug." " Ohhh, I gotta take a piss." " OK." " Still got my jacket on." "Hahaha!" " Ha!" " Get me another beer." " Yup." " So, Dougie, how's that new job going?" " Oh, it... it's, oh, fun." "Yeah." "There's... there's all these documents, you know?" "I get to bring a thermos to work, which keeps my food hot and cold." "Sometimes, I put hamburgers in there." "It's up to me." " The way we're playing, we're all gonna need a new job soon." " Uh, I suppose I could go back to Pentecostal summer camp with my cousin's boyfriend." " I'm gonna have to move back with Mom." "But don't get me wrong, I love her to bits, but that bed pan fills up fucking fast." " I don't want to work at my uncle's eel farm." " Hm-mm." " I don't know how to do anything else." " Ah, you know, it's just a slump, boys." "She'll pass." "Come on, get 'em in ya!" " Mmm." " All the drinks in this country taste like piss." " Taste like a Kazakh shit in my mouth." "Oh, that tastes like burps." " Welcome home, kid." " Thanks." " Big night, eh?" "Everybody watching." "Don't worry, you'll be fine." "What poor bastard they got you matched up with tonight?" " Didn't they tell you?" "The format's been changed." " Changed to what?" " Ladies and gentlemen, the Bruised and Battered Competition is proud to bring you tonight's special event." "Ten fighters, one rink, one fight in our first ever Battle Royale!" " Let's fucking go!" " Are you ready?" "Are you ready?" " Really bad idea." " Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit." " AAAAAH!" " AAAAAH!" " Oh, jeez!" "Oh, jeez!" "Oh, jeez!" " AH!" " Jesus Christ on a bike!" "Fuck you, Glatt!" " The fuck are we doing here?" " I don't know, I went to fucking Princeton." " You look like Super Mario." "Hey, Andrew." " My fuck, can he still bang." " Here, big guy." "What are you, like, fucking 15 years old?" " AAAAH!" " Ross!" "Ross!" " I think he had enough." "Let me go." "Let me go." "I'm the ref, let me go!" " Fuck it!" " Ugh!" " Woohoo!" "Get out of here!" " You're one tough motherfucker, Dougie!" " Hey, kid." " Hi, sir." "You all right?" " Yeah." "I've been better." " Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!" " Ah, fuck." " Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!" " Let's not reinvent the wheel here, eh?" " Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" "Thug!" " Wait, wait." "Got you, buddy." "I think we should leave." "I got you." " Oh!" "That was a fucking shit show, eh?" "Not exactly playing hockey, is it?" "Thanks, kid." "You had my back out there." "I owe ya." " Maybe I should take you to the doctor." " What for?" "So he can tell me I got post-concussion syndrome?" "One more bad hit, and then you're done?" "It's not fucking soccer, Dougie." "Been hearing that shit for a decade now." " Doesn't sound very good." " You looked mean out there, kiddo." "Young Anders better watch his ass." " Lead these guys!" "Lead these guys!" "Fuck, what would a leader do?" "What would a fucking leader do right now?" "Alright!" "Alright!" "Listen up!" "Captain speaking!" "Captain time!" "Off your fucking phone, Laflamme!" "Get off!" " Turn it off." " You turn the fucking puck over in the neutral zone one more time, and I'll teach you a fucking lesson you'll never forget." "Got it?" " The fuck you just said?" " And you KHL-garbage- bullshit-Ukrainian- fuck-hockey-league- Chernobyl-disaster fucks, you turn that fucking puck over one more time, and I'll fucking kill both of you!" "And you!" " Yeah?" " Hey, fuck, I don't even know, fuck you!" "Fuck you!" " Hey!" "Be nice." "What?" "Be nice." " WHOOO!" "WHOOOO!" "Fuck yeah!" "That's what I'm talking about!" "Sports!" "You miss fucking Doug Glatt?" "You think he gives two fucking shits about you guys?" "I care!" "I fucking care!" "We're gonna do this together!" "Highlanders on three!" "One, two, three," "Highlanders!" "My line starts." "See?" "He gets it." "He fucking gets it!" "He smiles!" "He fucking gets it!" "Fuck!" "No!" "No more fucking candies!" "What the fuck!" "Holy shit!" "Highlanders lead Newark 1-nothing thanks to a goal by Anders Cain." "Anders Cain wants it badly; he shoved his own teammate aside." "Now, the captain waits." "Cain takes a good look up the ice." "Down at the other end is Laflamme hovering in the neutral zone." "Cain works it up, Laflamme well ahead." " No, no, no!" " In a suicide pass, Laflamme is decked by Balako!" " Fuck!" " Fucking cunt!" " Down on the ice is Laflamme." "He's spitting blood." "Here's Cain and Stevenson going at the goal!" "Anders Cain absolutely..." " What are you doing?" "!" " ..." "levels the Newark goalie and Stevenson." " Fuck me!" " Now Cain draws a crowd." "Cain decks one, decks two." "And Cain stood up to the world." " Your kid finally got suspended, OK?" "He's destroying this team." " What's that?" "You heard me, you little shit." " Tread lightly, Ron." " Hyrum, did you not see the same fucking hockey game that I saw last night?" "Did you see that game?" " Yeah, I did." "I saw compete." "It was misdirected, but I saw compete." " The dressing room's in the shitter." "It's tighter than a nun's cunt in there." "There's no chatter;" "the boys feel like they're on the chopping block." " They... they need someone to pull 'em together." "And time after time after time, he's proven he's not the fucking guy." " Oh, what?" "So it's my fault the fucking amateur-hour limp-dick..." " Anders!" "What about Doug?" " Doug, Doug?" "!" " Maybe I was wrong about him." "I saw him at the shit show the other night." "He looked mean." " What?" "Really?" " Yeah." " We thought he was done." " Yeah, 'cause I fucking made him done." " Alright." "Alright." "Well then, maybe we bring him back to practice, eh?" "And we'll give him a shot, see if he's got what it takes." "But we saw what he did to him;" "so what's that dressing room gonna look like with him and Glatt in it?" " I think we should find out." " Fuck me!" " Fuck you then, 'cause we're doing it." " Oh, my Lordy!" "It's Doug!" " Jesus, Stevie, you fell in the garbage." " I'm OK." " Welcome back, Dougie." " Welcome home, Dougie." " Welcome home, Doug." " Thanks, bud." " Number 69." "Now we're talking." " Fucking right." " OK, boys." "This is a big day." "First off, we're gonna welcome back" "Dougie." "We're gonna see if he's fit enough to play." "Right?" "Fucking right!" " Good luck, bud." " Thank you, guys." "I'm so happy to be back here and have a chance to... to... be back here?" " It's good." "OK!" "I'm so fucking excited to tell you this." "Favourite part of the practice for me:" "puke time, suicides." " Let's give her." " Lace 'em up." " Hand of iron." " Let's go, boys!" " Jew of iron." " Sorry, I smell like garbage." " Ha!" " See you out there." " So glad to see you, man." "I totally thought you were transitioning." " You're not home." "Your fucking jersey, you idiot. you're not home." "Shouldn't have come back, Doug." "Shouldn't have come back..." " They gave you my C." " I think you gave me your C, bud." " Captain doesn't cheap shot..." "Doesn't try to end careers." " You think you're a hockey player?" "That's fucking funny." "See, Doug..." "I just do whatever my team needs me to do." "See you out there, bud." " Hmm." " You look good." "Your face looks better." " OK, lads." "Some of "youse"" "have a little rust." "We're gonna work some of that rust off right fucking now." "OK?" "We're gonna play some shutdown hockey." " Let's keep it clean, fellas." "You're all on the same team here." " OK?" "Jesus fucking Christ." " Don't mind me." " We won't." "Let's go!" " Let's go around, boys." "The pattern." "Good job." " Move your feet, boys!" "Move your feet!" " Don't get poked!" " MOVE IT!" " Keep your head up!" " Fuck off!" "Dammit!" "Fuck it!" " Whoo!" " Come on, man!" " Nice, Dougie." " Good job!" "Yeah!" " The old boys are looking good." " Fuck!" " Nice, Dougie!" " Whoo!" " Fuck!" " Next goal wins!" " "Next goal wins," what is this?" "Street hockey?" " Car!" " Let's get up, baby!" "Hustle!" " Let's go!" "Let's go!" " Anders, work!" "They're making you look bad!" " Game on!" " Mom's got hot chocolate at our place after." " Loser brings an orange ball from Canadian Tire!" " "Next goal wins" is a thing." "That's... that's not just road hockey;" "that... that is a thing." " Whoo!" " Hey-hey-hey-hey!" "Hey!" " Come on!" "You're gonna fucking turtle on me?" " Hey!" " Come on, Dougie, round two." " Puck's at your feet!" "You play to the whistle!" " Come on, Dougie." "Come on!" " Dougie, here!" " Shoot the puck, boys!" " The fuck!" " There you go!" "Next goal wins it, right?" " Hahaha!" "Go, Dougie!" " Haha!" " Fuck!" " Jesus Christ, man!" " Hey, Hyrum, what kind of marshmallows do you like?" " Go fuck yourself." " Boys, bring it in." "Good hustle, eh?" "Good hustle, heart;" "that's what it takes to win." "You guys are getting first shift tonight." "Belchy, you nut, don't wander." "You're starting." " Fucking right, Coach." "It's Canadian fucking hockey!" " OK." "Dougie." "Welcome back, son." "Hear, hear." " Welcome back." "Pump." " Boys!" " Doug!" "Where were you?" "They called our names to go in." " I'm sorry, Eva." "I'll explain when I'm less sweaty." "Hey, triceratops." "It's my favourite dinosaur." "Remember how I keep saying that work is fun and there's all these documents?" "Well, that's, like, only half true, because it's not fun." "At all." "I just don't think that the insurance bug has truly laid its eggs inside of me." " OK." "So..." "I mean, who said you had to sell insurance?" "I never told you that." "And I only got you those bloody business cards 'cause I was trying to be cute or some shit." " The Highlanders still need me." " We're supposed to be doing this together, like a team." "Neither of us are just making decisions for ourselves anymore." "A lot of shit affects both of us." " Ahem!" " Look at her." "Look at what we did." " Yeah." "She looks like a beautiful, tiny mushroom person." " She's so cool." "Just... it was different watching you beat the piss out of guys before I actually knew you." "I mean," "I fucking loved it, obviously." "Part of what made me dig you in the first place." "But the fucking very moment I fell in love with you, it got scary." "Now you're my husband, and... we've got..." "This is big shit, Doug." " I know it is." " I love you and if you wanna do something, then..." "I'm with you." "But I can't be scared shitless every time you go out there." "So what I mean is if you wanna be a Highlander again, then go and be a Highlander again." "I'll support you, but you have to do one thing for me." " I would do anything for you, Eva." " Don't fight." " What?" " I've seen you make hits and kill penalties and block shots with your face." "I'm trying, but you gotta meet me halfway, and... and not fight." "And you're more than that." " OK." " Thank you, Doug." " Thank you, Eva." " Come on, you can't quit on me now!" "What about all our adventures?" "Remember that one time I thought you had a watch?" "Are you just gonna throw that away?" " Sorry, Bob Forbes." "I don't know anything about documents." " What, you think I do?" "!" "Somebody gives me a document, I go hmm-hmm, give it to another guy!" "It's how insurance works!" "God dammit!" "Oh!" "Ah, I can't say I'm not sad to see you go, but if you change your mind, just know you always got a spot here in the storage shed, Dennis." "He's, he's staying." "No, he's gone." "Shit." "Aaaah!" "Always driving away the ones you love." "Yeah, that ought to hold." "Jesus Christ!" "Ugh!" "Ah!" " Hey." "How's your arm?" " Good." "Thank you." "How's your arm?" " Listen, uh, everybody's rusty their first game." "It's OK." "OK?" " Fuck." " Belchy!" " We are very much happy you are playing again." " This is our gift to you." "Sandwich." " This is you upon receipt of sandwich." " Smiling?" " Mm-hmm." " Happy cartoon." " Fucking A, man." "That feels fucking right." "We needed this, man." "You two fucking buffoons are standing there with your giant dicks." "I mean, that's a fucking sturgeon, man." "Jesus Christ!" "I tell ya, man," "I always think you're gonna fucking prank me or whatever, you know, or you're gonna say your shit about my fucking mom, which, you know..." " No, no, no, no." "We respect your mother now." "She's becoming very open-minded." " Yeah, man." "Alright." "She's been working on that." " Mm -hmm." "Big cream pie, pearl fucking necklace." " Golden showers, double penetration." " Double penetration." "No butt, just vagina." "Two penis, one hole." " Yes." "Worm, worm..." " ...kisses." " Deep inside your mother." "Ay, ay, ay, ay..." " Ohhh!" " The fuck is that?" "!" "Worm, worm?" "Fuck, you two, man!" " You understand." "We are brothers;" "we power-fuck your mother." " You know, I'm an idiot for fucking even trusting you for a second, you Ruski fucking pricks." "The best revenge is living well." "I'm not stooping to your fucking level." " The mayonnaise is semen." " What?" "!" " Semen." " You know, ejaculate." " Doug Blatt is a Highlander once more." "With just a quarter of the season left, Hyrum Cain seems to be trying a hail-Mary move by bringing back a man known for his fists and, frankly, not much else." " No." "Considering this will be Glatt's first hockey game since being knocked out by his now teammate, the currently suspended Anders Cain, this should make for an interesting locker-room dynamic and even more awkward Cain-family Boxing Day." "I mean, that household is a fucking disaster." " Just read the prompter, man." " No." "I say what I want, James, because I got a pair of balls, not two pieces of pussy." " How long is this gonna happen for?" " For as long as it takes." "SportsDesk, we'll take as long as it takes." "SportsDesk, fuck yeah." " Alright, OK." "Fuck it." " Ah!" "Off the belly!" "In the ear!" " Ow!" "Alright, no." " Doug with that big dick!" " With just 20 games left in the regular season..." " Too much?" " It's not..." " Still on the bubble." "The Halifax faithful are hoping the Thug can do his part to get them back to the playoffs." "To the St. John's Shamrocks." "The Shamrocks bring it out of their own zone." "Here's the pass up the wing." "Oh, baby!" "Doug Glatt's return continues to electrify his crowd and his team." "St. John still with a man advantage." "Laflamme getting up, getting ready to go." "Anders Cain, no help tonight as he has been suspended." "Five seconds to go on the St. John's power play, and somehow, Halifax have been able to keep this game tied at zero." "Now, Laflamme steps out on the ice." "Halifax with the heat on." "Carlson looking back, takes the puck at the blue line." "Now, Carlson, he's got a cannon, he winds it up." "Oh boy!" "Everyone, check your asses for monkeys!" "Xavier Laflamme blocking a shot?" "Now with it is Stevenson." "Stevenson moves down deep into the corner." " Oh, you're crying." "What's that, you little bitch?" "Huh?" " I'm so exhausted!" "Gatorade!" " Where's the puck?" " And now Glatt decides, I'm a little thirsty." " Ref, ref, ref!" " Sorry, bud, I'm super thirsty." " Meanwhile, Stevenson comes out of the corner." "He scores!" " He fucking drank it!" "He took that fucking bottle!" " Yeah!" " Well, I suppose there's no rule about drinking the opposing team's Gatorade, but perhaps after tonight, there should be." " Hahaha!" "You scored with Gatorade, man!" "He's so mad!" " Highlanders win thanks to the unquenchable thirst of a man they call the Thug." " Good for you, kid." "Good for you." " Boys, got a little heat going down, right?" "So we're gonna take that heat into Reading, and we're gonna burn their fucking flesh off, like fucking flamethrowers!" " Sir." " Yes?" " OK, for the last time, I'm gonna have to ask you to lower your voice." "OK?" "Just..." " So will you take that for me, would you?" " Nope, not in first class." "We don't take your... anything." " Alright." "Alrighty." " Just have a seat there." " Sit down?" "Sure." " Yes, sir, that would be wonderful." "Thank you very much." "And if you could just remain seated," "Oh, for fuck sake!" " Hey, Belchy, come see!" "This toilet looks just like your mother." " Mmm!" "Only markedly less toilet -like." " Oh, my God, you guys are..." "Get the fuck out of here, man!" "Disgusting!" " Hey, I'm not done." "What..." " No." " She said no." "We're gonna skate in there." "I wanna show those translucent, Rust-belt weirdos how we play hockey..." " I swear!" " ...north of the border." " Yeah, OK." " Highlanders." " Highlanders." "Highlanders." "Highlanders." " OK, but that is still making us uncomfortable." "Highlanders." "Highlanders." "Highlanders." "Highlanders." " God, it smells like dick." "Highlanders." "Highlanders." "Highlanders." "Highlanders." " Stay in school." "Highlanders." " Three minutes left in the third, and the Highlanders' hot streak is in danger of coming to an end as they trail the Wolfdogs 3 to 2." "A win tonight would see them just one spot outside playoffs' contention." "Oh, my uncles are dead!" "Anders Cain looks in front, turns." "Oh!" "Waxman's Murphy bed!" "Cain scores!" "And it's tied 3-3." "Great goal by Anders Cain to keep the dream alive." " They're gonna be throwing everything at us now, but the kitchen sink." "You, Flamer, do what you did last game." "Stesy, take his lead." "Yeah, yeah." "Dougie, listen to me." "You watch their backs." "You keep your head in the fucking game." "Handle the big man." "See him?" "Send a message." "Wake 'em up, Doug." "Go, go, go!" " Don't go start a shit you can't finish." " Coach Ronnie Hortense had a few words for Doug Glatt who hasn't fought since he came back two weeks ago." "He goes straight toward Totan." " You are popping me." " Moe Totan." " He's so enormous." " Oy vey." " Off the faceoff, the puck goes back into the Wolfdogs' zone." "Now, it's in at the centre ice." "Turned over by Laflamme." "Laflamme looks across, finds Stevenson." "Stevenson dumps it deep into the Wolfdogs' territory." "The puck goes around now to Totan." " Here we go!" " Here comes Glatt right at Totan!" "Oh!" "And he misses completely!" " Fuck!" "Shit!" " It looks like he's in pain on his right side." "Starting the other way, the Reading Wolfdogs with an opportunity for the go-ahead goal." "The puck is gliding across the blue line." "He scores!" " NOOOO!" " FUCK!" "FUCK!" " Reading win." "And with just 10 games left in the season, the Highlanders seem to have found a way to rescue defeat from the jaws of victory." " Pretty good, Dougie!" " Come on, Doug." " I don't wanna hear it." "Let's go!" "Let's fucking go!" "Nats!" " Did you watch the game?" " Yeah." " You said it could be scary watching me out there." "Was it scary?" " I mean, I don't like watching you get hurt, so yeah, a little." " Ah!" " Oh!" "God, Jesus!" "Are you OK?" " Yeah." "Maybe you shouldn't watch the next one." " Yeah." "Alright." " Halfway through the third, the Highlanders are fighting for their postseason lives on Fan Appreciation Night." "A shot blocked by Laflamme." " Attaboy, Flamer!" " What a contribution he's made." "Now Laflamme sees Walters' coming." "And Walters sucker punched him." "But he gets up." "He appears to be alright." " Let go of his arm, Ref!" " Walters is sent to the penalty box." " Come on, Pat!" " And he is none too impressed." " Number 28, Tim Walters2 minutes for roughing." "8 minutes 51 seconds" " Fuck!" " You OK?" " Yeah, I'm alright." "Thanks." " OK, now we're gonna take this fucking power play, and we're gonna shove it up their fucking sphincters." "No K-Y!" "And when we're done with that, and that ugly piece of shit gets out of that fucking box, we're gonna give him a piece of our mind." "OK, boys?" " I can do that, sir." "I can give him a piece of all of our minds." " No, he fucking can't." "His arm's all fucked up." " I'm fine." "I can do this." " He can't fucking fight anybody." " Jesus Christ, boys, what's going on?" "Not now, kiddo." "Not now." " Anders Cain is coming right across from the bench to the deck." " Huh?" "You wanna go?" " Yeah, come on." " Yeah?" "Any time, tough guy!" " I'll fucking go right on and knock your fucking teeth down your throat." " Yeah, bring it on!" "I'll tear your fucking head off for a pure meat stick." " You're so fucking pissed, a fucking meat stick." " Stevesy, you're up." " And now there's action, meanwhile, over at the Highlander bench." "And here comes Doug Glatt." "Hortense calls him back." " Glatt, come back here!" " Uh - oh!" "It looks like we may finally get to see the Thug drop his gloves after all." " Anytime!" "Oh, you too?" " The fuck you're doing here?" " What are you doing here?" "This is my here!" " And now both Glatt and Cain push and shove." " What the fuck you mean it's your here?" "!" "It's my here!" " I'll let both you guys in." " My fucking!" "Fuck!" " And down goes Cain with Glatt on top." " What am I looking at?" " Fuck!" "What the fuck is this?" "!" " I don't know." "I don't know." " I don't even want to fight anymore; you killed the mood." " Dougie, why are you dry humping, Anders?" " Get off me!" " I'm trying." "I don't want this!" " You're on the same fucking team, man!" " Fuck!" "This is horrible!" "It's fucking horrible!" " It is." "It is." " Fuck!" "Fuck!" " I would like to remind fans that should they still desire, they can meet the Highlanders in person tonight at the Corktown Pub for Fan Appreciation Night." " Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" " Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" "Doug!" " You fucking son, we fucking hate you!" " Anders, you piece of fucking shit!" " You know what?" "I fucking know it." " What the fuck is wrong with you now?" " You know it too." "I beat the shit out of Doug Glatt." " Take it easy." " You fucking take it easy!" "I fucking destroyed him." " Calm down, man." " Get your fucking hands off me!" " Hey!" " Anders!" " I beat you." "Don't look at them, you dumb fuck;" "look at me." " Anders..." " I am here, now, me, right fucking in front of you!" " That will blow your nerves." " Come on, Doug." " Doug!" "That's enough!" " That's it." " Knock it off, guys." "Chill!" "I'm fine." "Fucking fine!" " Good." "Chill out, man." " He's a freak." "Cheap shot!" "Anders, that's enough!" " Come on, Doug!" " Doug!" "God!" " Anders, it's over." "It's over." " Get out!" " Walk him out." " Shit!" " Early reports coming in of a bar brawl tonight at a popular Halifax Highlanders' hangout allegedly involving the Highlanders themselves in what could be just another example of violence dogging the team." "This coming just weeks after controversial hockey-fighting competition Bruised and Battered held its most recent event at the Highlanders' home barn, the Halifax Metro Centre." "With two must-win games left to play, and Cain and Glatt each serving suspensions, one can't help but wonder if GM Hyrum Cain has any more tricks up his sleeve." "You broke your promise." " I was scared." "Never felt that before." "He was wearing my C." " Are you fucking kidding me?" "!" "That's the best you can do?" "I..." "I gave up stuff I liked doing too." " It's different; you've never had a team." "Yeah." "Yeah, maybe you're right." "Maybe, maybe I never did." " I can still do what I'm supposed to, I can still fight." " I guess that's a fucking problem." " Eva." " And yet the worst part is you're making me into this fucking, naggy housewife." "And do you think I want to be fucking... worrying about you?" "You think I wanna be giving you shit?" "I don't." "This isn't who I am." " Eva, please..." "Where are you going?" " I'm not going anywhere." " I eat this soup." " Yes, I know." "That's why I'm..." "I just need some time, Doug." " Dad, I'm fucking sorry." "OK, I'm sorry." "I fuck..." "I fucked up." "Fuck." "I wanna win." "I wanna..." " Your contract's been terminated." " Uh..." "I'm sorry, what?" " You're on a flight at 10 p.m. tonight." "No?" "What are you doing?" "The fuck out of my face." "You wanna swing at me?" " You wanna swing at me?" "You're a fucking pussy." " I'm just saying." "You're pissed at Doug because he's a hockey player... and he wants to plays hockey?" " He was fucking bareknuckle prizefighting, too." "Jesus!" "Whose side are you on?" "We both agreed to do this, and we both gave shit up." "This is what growing up is." "I" " I..." "I had shit that I liked doing too." "Jagerbombs?" "Look, I know you sacrificed things." "I mean, you have a fucking baby growing in your belly." "I get it!" "I just..." "I think that Doug's... team is more than just hockey, you know?" " More than a team, even." " Highlanders' GM, Hyrum Cain, confirming that Anders Cain has been released from his contract." " Let this be a lesson to everyone out there." "Your father will break your heart and shove it down your fucking throat, pull it out your ass, put it right back in your chest." " No word yet on whether Hyrum Cain plans to replace Anders as the Highlanders round out their season with must-win games at home against the Lovell Kings and Anders' old team, the Reading Wolfdogs." " Stevesy, Legs, Gino, you know what you need to do." "Eat up minutes, grind the shit out of them, make them fuck up." "Tonight, we need to play fucking hard!" "Right, boys?" " Yeah." " ALRIGHT, BOYS?" " YEAH!" " Alright!" "Fucking do this." " So, you pussies playing hockey or what?" " Wow." "I messed up, Pat." "You know, I really like living with you in the motel, but I just kind of want to go home now." " Yeah?" "No, I get that." "It's, uh it's definitely not the Ritz, but so long as Sherilyn owns it, it's a bed and it's free, thanks to that deal I cut with her." " What kind of deal?" " Fucking the shit out of her constantly." " Your cousin Sherilyn?" " I don't think I'm the only dude she's fucking... but then she's not the only dude I'm fucking." " Eva?" "Hello?" " Uh, hey." "Doug, um..." " Eva, hello." "It's me, Doug Glatt." " Doug, where are you?" " Eva, I'm sorry I broke my promise." "I shouldn't have done that because we're a team." "I'm so in love with you." "We're gonna have a family, and I swear..." " Uh, Doug, my water broke." " It's OK." "I can just buy you another one at the gas station." " No!" "No!" "My water broke!" "The baby..." "Uh, the baby's coming." " What?" "!" "What-what-what?" "!" "What?" "!" "What-what-what-what?" "What?" "What?" "Now?" "Wait, what?" "What?" " And Mary's at the store, at the store, so I'm all alone." " No, you're not." "Like the baby, I am also coming now." " OK." "OK." " Holy pussy-cunt-balls, it's happening!" " Just keep your eyes on the road, please." " So sorry, so sorry, but..." "Eva, I just gotta tell you, you, my dear, are gonna look fucking radiant during childbirth." " I'm so sorry." "OK, from now on, whatever we do, we do as a team, OK?" " You know there's just this natural beauty that comes from such a violent act." "The blood and the fucking pussy ripping open." " Yeah, I'm gonna be the best husband and the best father I can be." " I'll just say it." "To me, no woman, no fucking woman is more beautiful than when she's giving birth." " Uh, guys, that's great." "Could we have no talking for a bit?" " Yeah, of course, whatever you need." "Hey!" "God dammit!" "What the fuck?" "What?" "Is everyone in the city Chinese?" " Oh no!" "Down goes Stevenson." " Jesus Christ!" "Come on, boys!" "This is not how we kill a fucking penalty!" " Come on, Stevesy, you're good, you're good!" " Flamer, come on, come on." " Watch your point." " Sit down." "Rest that fucking ass." " Let's go, boys." " Where the fuck is he?" " Hortense keeps looking over toward the dressing room." "Breathe, Eva." "Breathe." "OK?" " OK." " Deep slow breaths." " Breathe, Eva, breathe!" " AAAAH!" " Lovell and Halifax." "Now, Laflamme goes after the puck in the corner." "He takes it in behind." "Here comes Owens." "And down goes Laflamme." "Now, Owens is bumped by..." "Ross Rhea?" " Nice hit, eh?" " Better late than never." " Ross Rhea is back!" " One last big push you got for me, Eva?" " He's back as a Highlander." " You know, Sean, generally, it's polite to ask." " Go watch some curling and get a fucking dye job, you old man." " Fuck you!" " Come on, Eva." " That's it." "OK, Eva, home stretch." " AAAAAAAAAH!" " Ross Rhea fires that patented right." " AAAAAAAAH!" "We thought he was gone." " Old man, eh?" " And he's back in style." " Pat." " Hey, hey, hey." " Yeah!" " Doug." "Dougie had a baby." "Fucking sweet!" " Nice shot, man." " Good shooting, man." " Let me know if you're not gonna keep it, OK?" " Yeah, we're gonna keep it." " Let me know." " Yeah, Dougie." " Fucking weirdo." "Is everyone OK in there?" " Everybody's great." "Welcome to the Highlanders." " Looks like I'm not done after all, eh?" "Mazel tov, kiddo." " Heyyyy." "A dick explodes, a baby is made, and a father is born." "I love you." " All these kisses." " I will love your baby." " Thank you so much." "It's so nice." " I'm a great babysitter, so..." "Not that you..." "Oh, OK." " You have my back." "You have since we've met." "And you need to know" "I'll always have yours." "Something for the baby." " Oh!" "Oh!" "Heehee!" " It's official." "That's official." " Here you go, Dougie." " Love you, buddy." " Félicitations." " Way to go, Dougie." " Good boy!" " Doug." " Thank you." "I don't know who he is." "I love you, Eva." "I love you too, Doug." "Hmm." "Dammmmn." "I'm high as fucking balls." "Just big old balls." "PSfucking pushing a baby out of your vagina blows hard." " I know." " But you were here." "I needed you and you were here." "It's the same shit, Doug." "The same shit that brought you here is the shit that needs you to be out there." "They need you too." "Highlanders need you." "Mm-hmm." "Doug, you need to be out there." " This is it!" "The last game of the season!" "The Highlanders need one more win after their gutsy 2-1 victory over Lovell." " And now tonight, their entire season hangs on this one last game, which should be a doozy as it marks Cain's return to the Halifax Metro Centre in his first game back since re-signing with the Wolfdogs." " Any message for your former teammates?" " Watch your back." " Cain's gonna be out there." " Fuck Cain." "The shape your shoulder's in, you tweak it, you throw one heavy punch with that right, that's your career fucked for good." " I need to protect my team." "We're on a very busy night in here." "Xavier... you've been whatever this team has needed you to be." "You've worked, bled." " Ahem!" "I, uh..." "I unstitched it from Cain's jersey." "It's yours now." "You've earned it." " We're all glad for you." " Flamer, come on." " Hey, you earned it." " Come on!" " Speech!" " I learned the difference between a moment and a career is evolution." "Evolution." "You will slow down." "You will get old." "Your body will fail you." "So you evolve, you change your game, you do what you need to do with the time you got." "If not, you go extinct." "Evolve or go extinct." "Are you ready to go extinct?" " No, I'm not." " No fucking way." " Are you fucking extinct?" " No!" " No." " No, I'm not." "Absolutely not." " Well, I'm still here." "I'm not ready to go fucking extinct!" "The Highlanders are still here!" " Yeah, we are." " The fucking Highlanders are here!" " Yes!" "Yes!" " Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" " Alright, boys!" "Let's do this!" "Come on!" " This is it, folks." "It's do or die for the Highlanders tonight." "Their entire season comes down to this one game." "It's that simple." " Alright, Ross!" "Ross!" " Fuck 'em up!" " Come on!" " Which one do you want?" "I got the big one." "Ah, fuck it, I want both of them." " It's open season on all your fucking boys tonight, Doug." " I don't have to fight you." " Yeah, you do." " So it's a must win for the Halifax Highlanders." "There's no tomorrow if they don't." "I've got some changes here." "Flamer, Dougie, Rhea off the hop." "Legs and Gino on the backend." " OK, boys, let's go!" "To get this is focus." "They're gonna try and taunt us." "Don't look for shit!" " Yeah, Doug Glatt comes out to take the opening faceoff alongside Ross Rhea." "Former combatants." " Hey, big fella." "You like Kim Mitchell?" "That's what I thought." "Alright, we're fucking going." "Alright, here we go." " What the fuck did I just say?" " Coach said, "Don't look for shit," that's shit." " I bet you don't like Rush either, you fucking big lipback." " He's looking for shit." "God dammit, laid him right out." " Jesus Christ!" "What are they feeding ya?" "A lot of fucking pierogis, eh?" "Easy, big fella." "Alright, here we go." " Well, folks, big girls may not cry..." " What about that, eh?" " ...but big men from Eastern Europe apparently bleed a lot." " That's fucking right!" "I can do this all night, boys." " Ross!" "Ross!" "Ross!" " You're gonna leave this building in an ambulance." " I'm sorry, Point Break, you say something?" " Rossy!" "Rossy, no, no." " Come on, you can come play." " It's over, go to the box." " No?" "Alright." "You sure?" "Oh, no, he doesn't want to fucking play." "Let's go." " So off the faceoff, the puck is dropped." "It goes back to Anders Cain, the former captain of the Halifax Highlanders." "Bounces off a check." "Pulls up the right wing." "Both running on goal!" "Trying to bang it by Belchior." "Runs into him, and they count the goal." "Should it count?" " Where's the fucking whistle?" "!" " Where the fuck's the whistle?" "!" " Cheap fucking goal." " So the Highlanders down 1 - nothing in the second period." "Again, they have to win." "And here comes Laflamme dancing up the centre ice." "Laflamme makes a move." "Dipsy-doodle!" "Can't storm the front of the net." "Flips it back." "Yeah, kabooya, he scores!" " Yes!" "Yes." " Beautiful goal!" "Evgeni Yakovlena had a great..." " And the new goal scored by number 6," "Evgeni Yakovlena!" " So it's 1 - 1 in the second period." "Here once again is Laflamme." "Against the..." "OH!" "He's been hammered." " That's bullshit!" " I'll get him right now." " No, you've done enough for the night, Ross." " Fucking asshole!" " We'll get him." "It's fucking bullshit." " He's a fucking lunatic!" " Now, the puck finds its way to Glatt." "They're normally strangers." " Dougie!" " Holy cow!" " Jesus!" " Thanks, X." " Did you see that?" "!" " That's captain X!" " It was Laflamme who ran into and decked Cain." " Flamer's loaded for bear." " Here comes Laflamme, makes a move around the defender, who's riding on the goal." "Magic hand shot!" "Great save by Nikola!" " Rossy, watch Flamer's back." "Do what you gotta do, but keep it clean, OK?" " Six minutes left in the third period." "Halifax and Reading still tied at a goal apiece." " Take ice away." "Come on!" " With it is Anders Cain." "Cain gets it over to Totan." " Get on the puck!" " Totan looks back, returns it to Cain." " What is this you're doing?" "Make shoot." " Cain seems to be in the midst of some sort of psycho-athletic fugue state." " Fucking make shoot." " Ah!" " Ohhh!" " Mother of God!" " Holy snap-on arseholes!" " What's he doing?" " Right off his rocker." " What the fuck?" "!" " Cain seems to have actually fired the puck into his father's lodge accommodations." "You're gonna call that or what?" " Now, Anders Cain takes a shot at Laflamme." "Laflamme pushes back at Cain and Ross Rhea..." " Keep your hands to yourself!" " ...steps in." "Cain gives him a right." " What the fuck is that?" " I'm gonna teach you some fucking manners." " Cain is livid." "He has gone absolutely bonkers in this game here tonight." "Now, he goes to the penalty box." "So does Ross Rhea." " Fuck you, Cain!" " From Halifax, number 3, Ross Rhea." "From Reading, number 13, Anders Cain." " Getting tired?" " Kid, I'm always tired." " Because you're an old piece of shit." " You got me there." "This old piece of shit is gonna take your fucking head off." "Rhea!" "Get your ass back to the bench." "Gonna kill this thing." " Good luck, kid." " The two combatants step back out on the ice." " Where are you going?" "!" "What are you doing?" "!" " And immediately, Rhea begins to chase Cain." " Rhea!" " Puck is still in Reading's territory." "Now it's knocked back to the blue line." "Here's a shot." "The save is made." "Puck goes into the corner." "Rhea goes in after it." " Anders, no." " And going after Rhea is Cain!" " Ohhh!" " Nooo!" " I told you you'd end up in a fucking ambulance." " You fucking piece of shit!" " Get the fuck out of here, Cain!" " Rhea is down." "He's bloodied!" "He may well be unconscious." " COME ON!" " Fuck off, you..." " Let's get the board out." "Let's get him on the stretcher." " They're bringing out the stretcher." "Rhea is down, folks." "He's bleeding." "This doesn't look good." " Dougie." " Shit!" " Hey, up, back down." " Ladies and gentlemen, Doug "the Thug" Glatt is entering the fray." "He's making a beeline for Anders Cain." "This could only mean one thing." " I thought you didn't need to fight me, Doug." " Lay him the fuck out, kid." "Doug." " This is for someone else." " Caine and Glatt going at each other one after the other." "One, two, three." " Aaah!" " Oh!" "He hammers Glatt!" " Fuck!" " Blood spews!" "And these guys are being left to their own devices." " Yes!" " These men are wild!" "They're crazy!" "There's blood everywhere!" " Attaboy, Dougie." "I'm glad you came back, Doug!" "Come on!" "Aaaargh!" " Oh, blood and gore all over the floor!" " Oh!" "Fuck!" " The linesmen are nowhere to be seen." "You can't blame them." "Oh!" "Doug!" " Do it." "Do it, Doug." " Take his fucking head off!" " Do it." "Do it." " No." "It's over." " It's never over." "We're gonna do this night after night." "Game... after fucking game." "You hear me, Doug?" "Game... after fucking game." "Look up there, Doug." "Look at 'em." "This is it!" "This is what they want us to do." " I'm doing whatever my team needs me to do." " We're just gonna keep fucking bleeding out here..." " Oh, Doug." " Over and over again until they cart every fucking last one of us off the fucking ice!" " Doug!" " Dougie!" " Jesus, Doug." "You OK?" " Not really, bud." "Thanks for asking." " Right there." "Right there." " Anders, can you hear me?" "Hey, hey, hey." "It's OK." " I fucking... hate this sport." " One, two, three." " AAAARGH!" "Ah!" " Doug!" " Don't hate me here." " I don't hate you, Parky." "I could never hate you." " Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" " There's only seconds left and nothing is settled." "As Laflamme moves through the neutral zone, gives it across the line." "He's got Stevenson on his wagon." " Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" " Laflamme's now moving in toward Totan." "Five seconds left." " Stevenson is here." " Right winger!" " Laflamme moving in on the backend." " Excalibur!" "Stevenson scores!" "They did it!" "The Highlanders win!" "The Highlanders win!" "For just the second time in ten years, the Halifax Highlanders are going to the playoffs." " Yeah!" "Yeah!" "Fucking A, you worthless cocksuckers!" " Bye, guys." "That's when the hand job start." "Oh no, I was wrong." "They're starting early today." "No lube or nothing." "Give it to him, Johnny!" "Masturbate that penis." "The weirdest fucking job ever!" " Oh!" " Ohhh!" " Sorry about that." "Bad chop in the ice." " You good?" " I'm good." " Wow, it smells like dick." "Oh God, it smells so much like piss." "I had no response to that." " Well, if you give me enough booze," "I'll munch a box or two." "I mean..." "Oh, my God!" " Only two?" " A couple." " Let's try that one more time." " What is the line?" " Highlanders!" "Highlanders!" "Alright, shut the fuck up." "What did you do, man?" "You had a fucking jackoff selfie on my grandmother's grave?" "You fucking inbred, Slavic, fucking potato vampire!" "Tell you, man, knowing you and playing with you is like being like force-fed fucking junky piss." "And you two, you're like fucking mother Russia's herpes, man!" "The bitch shipped them to Canada and fucking made me deal with 'em." " Belchy!" " He gets it!" "I love candy!" "What?" "Yeah, I'll take a fucking candy." "I love fucking candy!" "He fucking gets it." "Fuck!" "No!" "No more fucking candies!" " SportsDesk, we've got slogans." "SportsDesk, our slogan is a slogan." "You're watching SportsDesk." "SportsDesk, we're all pink on the inside." " My fucking row!" "Oh, fuck!" "Ow!" " Cut!" " Sorry, dude, that was really awkward." " Oh, man!" " The fuck you're wearing, dude?" " It's supposed to make me look big." " Why do you shop in little girls' section?" "You honestly look like you're on the fucking autobahn, straight to gay town, man." " On the blond bus to Analtown, huh?" "You look like a little Nazi weightlifter." " Power lifting fucking dongs, man." " It's like..." " Cut!" " I" "I guess they like him 'cause he's got, sort of, smaller hands." " Who wouldn't?" " You know, feels like a female's hands." "But make no mistake, that is a man." "Cut!" " I'm not stooping to your fucking level." " The mayonnaise is semen." " What?" "!" " Enjoy the cannoli." " This is so disrespectful, man!" "And it better not have come out of that fucking sturgeon." " Always driving away the ones you love." " I love this movie!" " Hockey history is full of star players and its backup enforcers." "You know, you got Gretzky and McSorley." " Well, I don't know if I'm a Gretzky." " Thank you." " Doug..." "Took our fucking microphone." "Subtitles by explosiveskull"