Break Point Page #2
My God.
You're like that dude
in the white shirt
at the... country club.
Hey, long-shorts.
What's up? It's Jimmy p.
Jimmy p. Your butt still
hurting from corona?
Super funny as always, Jimmy.
So listen, man, I've been
trying to narrow down a partner,
about getting back together.
Why don't you
swing on out to the house?
All I'm focused on now
is getting to palm Springs
to win the quallies
and getting into the open.
Yeah, man, me too. Me too.
If we stick together, we can
totally make that sh*t happen.
You got a lot of nerve,
I'll give you that.
What do you...
What do you mean?
You're 35. You're
begging a 21-year-old.
I'm just saying, that takes
a lot of balls.
Desperation or... Is it
very low self-esteem?
Guess I'm gonna have
to say "no way in hell."
You could've told me
that on the phone
instead of making me drive
all the way out to this
weird plantation.
Happy retirement, buddy.
See you in palm Springs, b*tch.
A "lidda hepp"?
Barry, the phrase is
"a little help."
I thought it was
a Norwegian saying.
Okay. All right.
Do you see that box
diagonally across from us?
Okay, I want you to take a ball,
I want you to hit it underhand
into that box, like this.
Okay? That's a serve.
You do that with every ball
here, and when you're done,
go pick up all the balls and then
bring them back to this line
and do it again.
Got it? Okay. Got it.
I got one in! No talking.
I hit five good serves
in the box in a row.
I'm like kobe Bryant.
Kobe plays basketball.
Yeah, I know.
I meant that I'm like,
the kobe Bryant of tennis.
I even have Kobe's shoes.
See? Yeah, see,
you thought kobe played tennis.
My grandma bought them for me.
Sounds good.
And you live with her?
Yeah? Yeah.
So, tell me more
about your mom dying.
Barry, you cannot say
stuff like that, you know?
You... I'm sorry.
It's just that my mom died, too.
Her and my dad.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Yeah, you know, my mom,
she taught me how to play
I won a couple of
junior national tournaments
with my brother.
Why didn't you win
any pro tournaments?
I didn't go pro.
My brother did.
He won a few tournaments.
Well, If you never called it quits, you
could've been as good as Tiger Woods.
Tiger plays golf. I know.
I meant the Tiger Woods of tennis.
Hey, my ride's here.
You, want to come over
No, thank you.
See you later, Mr. price. Bye.
Hey, Barry...
I'm gonna be here Thursday, same time,
If you want to practice your serves.
Yeah, cool. I'm...
I'm like the Harry Potter
of tennis.
Yes. Yeah.
My heart is lost
these things mean
nothing to me
not to me
I'm not sorry
for being myself
addiction,
too tough to tell
Too tough to tell
Who is it?
It's Jimmy.
Hey. Hey, man.
Is everything okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I was just
stopping by to check on my bro.
Right.
Can I come in?
Yeah.
So, hey,
congratulations are in order.
Dad told me
you broke up with greta.
It's "grace." Grace.
That was her n...
Wait, that was her name?
Yeah, we went out
for three years, so...
That's awesome.
Yeah, I just got out of a
really bad relationship, too.
Really?
Hayes Davenport. No forehand.
Real cocksucker.
So now I don't have a bid for
the qualifying tournament.
Qualifying for what?
I'm making a run at the open.
Right.
Right.
Yeah, so now I have to
earn my way in
through this upcoming
pre-qualifying tourney.
If I win that, I'm in the
quallies at palm Springs.
If I win at palm Springs,
I'm in the open.
Right. Cool.
Yep.
I just need a partner.
Are you serious?
Yep.
Jimmy... Hey, look.
I think we can be
kick-ass again.
I think this is our chance to...
I don't think so, man.
To really f***
some sh*t up, you know?
We could go out there, and we
could really f*** some sh*t up.
Jim, no. Sorry. Sorry, Jim.
I forgot.
I forgot what a f***ing
scaredy-cat you are.
I did. It completely
slipped my mind.
yourself and me and just say,
inside of a tall man's body."
It's a waste
of f***ing time, man.
This is your dream you
f***ed up, not mine, so...
Is, is that it?
Are we... Are we done?
Overhand?
No biggie smalls.
Can I hit balls from that
tennis Cannon too? Nope.
When was the last time you
played against real people?
It's been a while,
but I actually just got an
offer to play doubles again.
With who?
My brother. Awesome.
You won tournaments with him.
Junior tournaments,
and he's an idiot.
Yeah, but still, it'd be cool to
see how good you guys are now.
I mean, you have
nothing to lose.
I mean, your girlfriend
left you.
You're just a single,
unemployed teacher.
No, I get it. You're actually
a substitute teacher.
I mean, people always
say that they have
nothing to lose, but they
actually have something to lose.
You literally have
nothing to lose.
You don't have anything. Yeah, I get it.
Like, the first, you know...
Well, your,
your kia sorrento lease.
That's a great point, Barry.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
If you didn't crush 'em so
hard, a lot more would go in.
Well, If I hit 'em underhand,
I could get 'em all in.
at 120 instead of 130,
and 20% more of your serves
would go in.
Yeah, and I'm just saying If I served 'em
underhand, I could get every serve in.
tournaments in double faults?
Yeah, and aces.
And unforced errors?
This coming from the guy
who once had
a five-minute rally
waiting for the other guy
to screw up.
I could've literally laid down
We won that point. And we
didn't win by my aces?
Not your unforced errors.
Dude, My God.
Your game is so f***ing conservative.
And yours is reckless.
We would've won twice as many
tournaments If you had any balls.
I'm the only reason we won
any tournaments, a**hole.
Right.
So you're in?
Yeah. I'm in.
Hey, dad, what's this?
It's for canine epilepsy.
It's valium, basically.
the block, but he finally went.
Well, If it isn't my little buddy.
He's waiting for
someone to adopt him.
Well, you could put him
to work in the meantime.
There's a huge market
I was not aware.
Jack, I'll see you tomorrow.
Thanks, Heather. Guess what?
Tell me. Darren's in.
Yeah, we actually
drove over here
to tell you together,
but when he realized
he'd have to see Heather,
he bitched out.
He lied and said he wanted to
listen to "piano man" in the car.
That's a good song.
That's not the point, dad.
So If you trust me
hold me close and
We'll turn the sculptures
made of sand
hey, stranger.
Heather. Heather.
What are you doing out here?
I just... I was just...
I was just listening to...
Sorry. Hold on a second.
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