Russ Tyler: Yeah, high-five some more. Man, my little brother could score on these guys.
Jesse: Man, why don't you go and bother him, then?
Jesse: Haha, I ain't even got a little brother.
Coach Bombay: Hey, Jesse. Quit gabbin' and get out there on the ice. Show me you want it, son. Let's go.
Russ Tyler: Yeah, show us you want it, son. Let's go.
Russ Tyler: Hey, yo, Team U.S.A., what you gonna do today, a million jumpin' jacks?
Portman: Man, this kid's crazier than me. Just forget him.
Jesse: Man, I'm gettin' sick of you.
Russ Tyler: And I'm getting sick of seeing the U.S.A. represented by a bunch of whining babies.
Jesse: Well, too bad you can't back up that mouth.
Jan: Gordon, when I told the Goodwill committee who you were, I did not talk to them about your good looks. I didn't tell them you would win at any cost. I told them you were a man who loves the game. And I told them you were a man who could teach the kids... about more than just about winning or losing. I told them you were the Minnesota Miracle Man, and only you could teach them to fly. So be that man. Be that man, Gordon.