Becoming Redwood Page #3

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than just cleaning toilets.

That dog's about one short rib

away from a heart attack.

- You understand me?

- But I...

enough!

What'd you do?

Forget?

You know how he gets

when he hasn't eaten!

Red...

You keep your nose

out of things

that don't concern you.

You understand?

I would prefer

"redwood," please.

Promised me you wouldn't

let this back into our life,

and here it is.

I promised you

that it was over

with Ethan.

The kid looks just like him.

Every time I look at him,

that's who I see.

I never promised

that I wouldn't

see my son again.

He just got here.

Can you please

give it some time?

How about you

give me some time?

Huh?

What about

Todd and Josh?

Now it's special

treatment for red.

Is that what

it's gonna be?

Do you have any idea

how hard I work

to make my boys men?

Do you have any idea?

You know that I do,

but he's here,

and I'm not

pushing it on you.

I didn't

make this happen.

It's just the way

that it is.

"Just the way it is."

I've heard that

my whole life.

And this guy won't

give me a goddamn break!

Great, you're gonna

wake up the kids.

17th tee-box.

Good morning.

You sleep okay?

Yeah.

You, uh...

Need help with that?

Yeah.

Yeah, that'd be great.

Why don't you

grab the door?

And here.

We'll need this.

Follow me.

Now, you have to promise me

you won't let Arnold

and the boys know

I let you

meet Earl, 'kay?

Okay.

He's perfectly

harmless.

Danny?

Breakfast time, Earl.

Who's this

little pecker?

This is my youngest son,

redwood.

Redwood, this is Earl.

Huh. It's a boy.

I thought it was a girl

with that hair.

Since when do hippies

roam the links?

You're welcome, Earl.

So this is the one you had

with that damn long-hair.

Eat your food, Earl!

Is he crazy?

The doctor says

he's delusional,

but he wouldn't

hurt a fly.

Who is he?

He's Arnold's father.

And why

is he down here?

Okay.

This stays

between you and me.

If Arnold even knew

you met him,

it wouldn't be good.

'Kay.

Earl had a wife

named Mary

and another son

named Danny,

Arnold's

younger brother.

One day,

when Arnold was 15,

they went out hunting

and... there

was an accident,

and Danny was killed.

How?

An accident.

He was shot!

It was an accident,

redwood.

Arnold thought he was a deer.

Earl couldn't handle it.

He kind of went crazy

and locked himself downstairs.

Mary left him six months later.

The doctors recommended

that he be put

in a psychiatric ward,

but Arnold couldn't do it.

So, instead, I moved in,

and we took care of him.

He's hasn't

left the basement since.

17th tee-box.

Redwood is tied with nicklaus,

who is safe on the fairway.

Redwood forest Hansen

needs to stay focused.

That's for sure!

Got to hit

that fade, redwood!

Keep it smooth.

Two holes left,

and we're tied!

Remember, redwood,

you win the masters,

and we can...

Change everything.

I know, ruben.

I know.

That's a great shot, Charles!

Right next to Jack's...

that's

a pretty shitty swing, kid.

What?

You heard me.

Sh*t! It's sh*t.

Well, don't just stand there

like a stunned ferret.

Come over here.

What do you want?

Here... take it.

What is it?

Take the damn thing!

Who

are you talking to?

Look, if Josh or dad

catch you back here,

you're gonna be

in big trouble.

Dad calls this place

"the sh*t," like 'nam.

Come on, let's go...

hey! You know

dad doesn't

want you back here.

Sh*t! Let go!

Hey, shut up.

Understand this,

you shithead,

I'm watching you.

"You got access.

"I got the secret.

Deal or no deal,

that is the question."

Charles...

Redwood has

a 180-yard approach shot

onto the 17th.

Seeya, Hank.

Charles,

this is a crucial approach shot

on the 17th

for young redwood forest Hansen.

Now, Jack is safely on in two,

and they are...

Currently tied,

at 8-under.

Keep it steady, red!

Nice and smooth, now.

Ooh!

A nice shot, Scotty.

He is right beside

Jack's approach...

But he has

broken his club.

Charles,

this looks...

Bad.

Let's go, boys.

Time to get on your feet.

Come on.

Up, up, up, up, up, everybody.

You're already

dressed.

Good.

Red's already

dressed, boys,

and goddamnit, Todd,

I hate

repeating myself.

Come on!

We're goin' huntin'.

On the porch

at 0900 hours.

Everybody. Let's go.

Smells like ass

up here.

What's with the club?

I'm tied with Jack

for my first green jacket.

What?

You've never heard of

the masters?

No.

Well, you can win

a green jacket.

It's magic.

Magic.

Yeah, you can do

anything you want with it.

What would you do?

With what?

With the magic

green jacket.

I'd send my dad

to Vietnam.

He wanted to go,

but he has flat feet.

You look ridiculous, red.

Put this on.

Keep that barrel

down, Todd.

Turn around.

Dad!

Turn around!

You could've

killed someone.

Okay, that's enough.

Get up.

Get up.

Jesus, Todd.

You be quiet.

Pull my finger.

Get up, buddy.

Right here.

Right here.

Come on. Give 'er a pull.

Huh?

Okay.

Same rules apply.

Josh leads.

If we hear a kill,

we keep our voices down.

You blow the call,

you blow it for the team,

and we don't let the team down,

right?

Right?

Right!

Okay.

This is the real deal for you,

no starter pistols.

It's time

to make you a man,

and a man uses a colt.

This, right here,

is the colt sharps deluxe.

Single-shot rifle,

30-inch tapered barrel,

quarter-rib,

Fleur-de-lis pattern.

Look at it.

You know

who Samuel colt was?

No.

No?

Well, they say

old Abe Lincoln,

he might've freed all men,

but Sam colt,

he made 'em all equal.

Here.

Take it.

Put your arm over...

Rest it

on your wrist.

You keep the barrel down

at all times.

Remember, this one's got

a lot of kick, all right?

You pay attention out there.

There's no room for mistakes.

None. You understand?

Okay.

Okay.

Take the lead, Josh.

Let's go get a deer.

If it gets your scent,

it'll run,

and I don't want

you guys just shooting.

We don't want lose a kill.

Fire straight up in the air.

Bang.

9 times out of 10,

it'll freeze.

Sometimes, it'll turn

right around and look at you,

and then you drop it.

One shot, one kill.

Oof!

Get your head

out of your ass, Todd.

That's impossible, dad.

Shut up, Josh.

Quiet.

Todd, take red,

and go around the flank.

Josh, you come with me.

What do we do?

I don't know.

Did he say "flank?"

Yeah.

All right, follow me.

What?

You hear that?

What is it?

It's gotta be a deer.

My dad says,

if it's one crack,

take it slow.

If it's two,

something like "run."

What?

See?

I was right.

One crack, redwood...

One crack.

Do you really think

we should shoot it?

Josh got the last one.

It's my turn, redwood.

But what if it...

shh...

Todd, I think

I see...

be quiet!

- Todd, I see...

- Would you...

dad! I got it!

You stupid idiot!

I had it all lined up!

It was mine, redwood.

One crack! One crack!

Ugh!

Tied on 17th.

Both puttin' for birdie.

Get up, redwood.

Get up.

Honey, I'm so sorry.

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