Break Point Page #3

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Just listening to a song.

It's a good song. And...

Are you here with Jimmy?

Yeah. Yeah,

we're partnering up.

That's fantastic.

He was just saying he wants

to make a run at the open.

Yeah, I don't...

I'm just excited to get

some exercise, you know?

Excuse me.

Do you two happen to know where

the mid-valley vet clinic is?

Hi, Gary. Hey, baby.

Hey. Gary weeder.

Darren.

P-price. Darren price.

Darren's Jack's son. Nice.

So are you a vet, too?

No, a teacher.

Nice.

Wait, are you...

Are you the hair guy?

Like, the "comb the gray out"?

Gary doesn't like

that term, "hair guy."

I'm the "right for men"

co-spokesman.

Sorry.

I didn't, you know...

Hey. You didn't know.

All right, well,

we should get going.

Good to see you, Darren.

Yeah, good to see you. Okay.

All right, hey, later. Bye-bye.

See, when I go to net, you've

got to go cross court.

There's something about vhs.

It's like listening to vinyl

or jerking off

to dad's playboys.

Can you just pay attention

for two more minutes?

Are you kidding me?

I can hardly take

my eyes off myself.

I was hot.

Why didn't you tell me

how good my ass looked

while hitting a forehand?

Beautiful.

I got to take this.

Is it what's-her-nuts?

Yeah, I don't... I don't...

I haven't seen your

hair band thingies.

I did look under

the bed, grace. Yes.

Yeah, I don't...

I accept.

Hello.

Hey, baby.

How are you? Who are you?

Where's Darren?

The dream-catcher, yeah. I got

the dream-catcher in my car.

Did he contact you

for masturbatory reasons?

Lunch? I'm sorry. Who's asking?

Really? This is

amazing to know.

So what happens? Do you...

I've got so many questions.

No freebies.

Wow! I'm really busy this week.

No, don't go. He's right...

Aw. "Vanessa78." Yeah, okay.

Who were you talking to?

I was talking

to my high-school self.

I wanted to warn me about Jamie Albright.

She gave me crabs.

Oddly, not as bad of a

thing as one would think.

Don't touch me.

Putnam public is so much

better than this shithole.

This place is good. No

one will bother us here.

Yeah? Then who's that?

Hi, Mr. price.

That's Barry.

He's like a ball boy.

Hey, Barry. Barry, this is Jimmy.

Jimmy, this is Barry.

Hey, Jimmy. Barry.

Where'd you get your outfit?

The Kenneth Cole outlet.

So, I want to keep the racquets

in the bag and do some

footwork conditioning.

What? F*** that, man.

Hey, watch your

language around Barry.

What? Barry knows

I'm f***ing around.

Listen, you're fat, and

we don't have a coach.

Hey, hey. Can we just hit around

for a little while, please?

Fine.

It looks like Katy Perry

f***ed Pinocchio.

Come on.

Look, you've got to get it

above the net. Barry, ball.

Walking in the raindrops

looking through

the puddles at my feet

Come on!

Sorry. Too much spin.

Nice toss.

I can see the white clouds

airplanes and possibilities

that dropped in.

Barry, was that in? No.

That's in. Sit down. You don't

know what you're talking about.

Play on. And I can

see the birds flying

making me think I should

get away that's in!

One more game, one more game.

I'll play all night, b*tch.

Out. That's bullshit!

That was in!

Just take 10% off the ball, and

we could have a rally. Quiet.

Barry, give me the ball.

Good throw, Barry.

Nice shot!

That's good. Yes!

Putnam middle school,

you feel me?

Ball, Barry, ball.

It went off the frame.

We should still get a run in.

Are you s... We just played

for three hours, man.

Jimmy, If you lost 10 pounds,

you'd still be the fattest

guy on the circuit.

Dude, that's rude.

I'm gonna go

take a run... tubs.

So,

who's your favorite tennis

man from the 1980s?

Okay.

Okay. Here you go.

All right,

let's just hit it around,

get back in the old

swing of things.

No pressure, Jimmy, you know?

Buddy, would you relax, please?

This is just a sparring session.

Don't count for sh*t.

Hey, hi!

Dad and Heather are here?

Look at you. What?

You've had a boner for her

since the fifth grade,

and you still

haven't made a move.

You want me to hook you up

with that sweet ass?

Yes, Jimmy. Right before

our first match in 15 years,

I'd like you to hook me up

with that sweet ass.

You guys ready? Yeah.

Yeah, we're ready. Up.

Yes! B*tches.

All right, I'm gonna go

down the "t" on both.

I'll pooch on the second serve.

It's not gonna get that far.

I'm gonna ace these f***ers.

Just relax, okay? You relax.

Good luck, guys. Yeah.

Just making sure you're awake.

You want some of this?

Really? Second-serve ace?

Second-serve ace.

That good or bad? Both.

Seriously? Can I play or what?

This is not fun for me at all.

Out.

Wh-what? It was just

about two inches wide.

That was in.

I'm calling it out.

It's an honor system.

Let it go.

Okay. No, you're right.

Good call, guys.

Good eyes. Good eyes.

Out. What?

Sorry. That was

a couple inches out.

Are you kidding me?

Hey, If Abercrombie and douche

want to play like that,

I'll play like that all day.

Yeah, keep staring

me down, Facebook.

I got way more friends

than you, trust me.

Serve the ball.

Those guys were

f***ing tools, bro.

What the hell happened

out there?

What happened was we lost

to an unranked local team

in a no-name tournament

in the first round.

So you want to qualify

for the open?

Look, man, you're not taking

this seriously at all.

What do you mean?

If you want to

qualify for the open,

you can't drink like this, man.

What?

Do you think olympic

athletes do this?

Well, the Russians do.

Yeah, for sure,

and I'm not putting

anything past the Chinese.

I'm not gonna get

in your way or anything,

but If you want to drink and

party, then I'm out, man. Right.

I'm out.

Sorry, what?

Good luck finding

another partner.

Darren, look. If I

knew you were serious,

I wouldn't be drinking. Come on.

You're pouring another

glass right now.

Yeah, well, now it looks

like you really are leaving,

so I'm kind of hedging my bets here.

You're an idiot.

What?

Fine. See you at

Christmas, I guess.

You're up early.

You still bring her flowers?

Yeah, every Sunday.

Yeah, I like that,

plastic holder thing you put in.

Darren did that.

It's kind of cheap looking,

but It's nice of him.

Tip my 40 in the memory

of my mother.

Jesus, Jimmy, what are you...

What?

Don't pour beer on your mother.

It was... Okay. Sorry.

It's an urban thing.

Sorry.

So Darren quit.

Want to tell me what happened?

He, he... you know.

We were just having fun.

Jimmy, what happened?

He was being a baby about

me having a few drinks.

And you want to know

what I think?

Maybe.

I think If you quit drinking

and really, really

trained seriously,

you'd still have a hard

time making the open.

Son, If you don't straighten up,

you have a snowball's

chance in hell.

And after the whole

dash Stevens ordeal...

No. That was, like,

15 years ago.

Jimmy, he's your brother.

Did you ever stop and think

what it must've been

like for him?

To watch you turn pro,

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