Break Point Page #6
That's mildly amusing.
All right, all right.
What's up, ladies? Call it.
Tails.
Suck it. We're gonna serve.
Boom! Guys, guys, sorry.
Um, is it true you actually
touched d*cks in fl...
I wasn't finished.
Come on.
Come on. Let's go.
Yeah!
Match point, man. We get
this, and we're moving on.
That's my brother right there!
Whoo!
No, no, no, no, Barry, Barry.
This is a buffet, which means you
only eat the expensive sh*t.
Take whatever you want, Barry.
That's the whole point of a buffet.
You want some leafy Greens,
you get your leafy Greens.
Really? Okay, fine.
You don't get your money's
worth, It's not my fault.
This is exactly why
you two are broke.
Move on.
Hey, nice match out there, guys.
Nice fake compliment
to cut the line.
Thanks. Hey, sorry
about your draw.
"Sorry"? You didn't hear?
You guys drew
Osborne and chandy
for your second match.
Aren't they top-ten? What are
they doing in the quallies?
Osborne injured his ankle
and missed most of the year,
so the quallies are their
warm-up for the open.
They endured the test of time and...
Hey, hey, hey.
You're not on camera, a**hole. We can
totally take those tools, trust me.
I'm just gonna head to the meats. I'm
not gonna fill up on bread and tomatoes
like a f***ing chump. Jesus.
So you're like the
tennis announcer guy.
Yeah. Did you
ever play tennis?
I played in high school.
So not really.
Watch your tone, nerd.
Osborne's had time to rehab his
ankle, but It's still untested.
Although you may want to
worry less about strategy
and more about that.
Who is that? Alexander.
His partner went down
a few days ago.
He's already in the open, so he's
looking for a last-minute replacement.
But... I'm sure you have
nothing to worry about.
Out!
- Come on, guys.
- Game and first set, Osborne-chandy.
Come on, bro. We can
bounce back from this.
Let's go.
Man!
Sorry. My bad.
Really?
Game, Osborne-chandy.
Ace!
Tough serves?
They're too good. No.
The boys just need to
They'll be okay.
Hey! Me!
Get out of the way.
Game, price-price.
What If he can't continue?
Well, they'd have to
forfeit, and we advance.
Awesome!
Hey, Barry,
you don't want to ever
root for an injury, okay?
At least, not openly.
Can you go on?
No, I don't think so.
Osborne-chandy forfeit
due to Osborne injury.
Price-price advance.
Yes!
Sorry.
Sorry, guys.
It's bad luck, guys.
It's bad luck.
Dude. Darren.
Darren, hey.
What the f***, man?
F*** you, man. Why are you
being such a dick? What?
I did you a pretty big f***ing
favor by making a run with you,
and then... It's a
pretty f***ing dick move
to try to throw the match.
Seriously? You think I...
Dude, those guys are
a top-ten team, man.
Yeah, I messed up a few times, but...
"A few times"?
Dude, that was the worst
match you have ever played.
At least If you're going to throw a
match, try to do it with a little art.
You want to play the blame game
and re-count points?
'Cause I can easily go into all
the forehands you f***ed up.
Here you go. Here you go.
Let's forfeit the next match,
and you can just go play with
Alexander like you always wanted to.
Dude, stop being an a**hole, please.
We're about to go to the open.
We're one match away.
F*** you, man!
You're being a f***ing dick.
Don't f***ing touch me, man.
What the f***? You're being an ass...
Let me tell you something.
Mom died, and you left me.
You don't f***ing do that!
You're a shitty brother, Jimmy.
You've always been
a shitty f***ing brother!
You f***!
What the f***?
F***.
So...
Trouble with Jimmy?
Not really.
Kind of.
You know, when I was
just like a week or two
out of vet school,
I got a call to go to this farm
and work on a donkey.
I'd never worked
on a donkey before.
What kind of donkey?
I don't remember, Barry.
If I said the name of the
breed, would you remember?
Barry, It's not...
Was it mammoth Jack,
abyssinian...
I'm trying to tell a story here.
Sorry.
Listen, dad,
I really appreciate the effort,
but I think I just
want to be alone
right now.
Just so you know, the donkey
was Jimmy in that story.
Barry, come on. Let's go, man.
Alexander?
He found a new partner
this morning.
Jimmy told him no
before your match
against Osborne and chandy.
Win or lose, your brother's
in this thing with you.
I'm not saying it
I mean, I got this offer
to play with this top pro,
and I took it.
That was a
pretty shitty move.
But you were in a shitty place.
Yeah, but...
It's okay, babe.
You were a shitty-ass
brother, and now you've got
a ton of years to be
a not-shitty-ass brother.
You got it all figured out?
Medium.
I've got a client
that wants to chat.
Let's get rid of him.
No, It's okay.
You work. I'm going to...
I'm gonna head down
to the hot tub,
loosen up a bit before bed.
Okay. Okay?
Good night.
Good luck tomorrow. Yeah.
Come in If you want, but I've
pissed in here twice already.
What happened to your face?
I got into a fight.
No, not the bruises.
Just... Just your face.
In general.
I thought that was a funny...
Don't interrupt me, Barry.
I'm staring at you in disgust.
Okay, now, what do you want?
I wanted to know
If you asked the officials.
If I could be a ball boy
for tomorrow's match or not.
No, no, I did not ask the officials
If you could be a ball boy, okay?
Now, get the f*** out of here.
Okay.
Barry, what the f***?
Where are you going?
You just told me
to get out of here.
Okay, look.
Part of being a man means
not doing everything I say
and standing up for yourself.
Got it? Got it.
Good.
Now, get the f*** out of here.
Seriously.
You know, I think I'm just
gonna stay and hang out.
No, no. Look.
I know what I just said,
but I've got a big match
tomorrow, and I need to focus.
So I need you to leave.
I'm serious, you little prick.
Would you listen to me?
Get the f*** out of here.
F*** you, Jimmy. I'm staying.
All right. Atta boy.
Yeah.
So I think when I get back,
I might want to join
a tennis league.
I might need some help.
Look, If you're asking me
to be your coach,
just forget it, man.
No f***ing way, seriously.
I was actually
thinking about Darren.
Dar... Darren?
What the f***, Barry?
I'm way better than
Darren. Come on, man.
But Darren's been actually...
fine. I will f***ing coach you.
Just shut up about it already.
Okay.
Now, get out of here. For real.
Nothing I can do, Jimmy.
You don't have
to be a dick, dude.
Sorry. My hands are tied.
Well, so are mine,
because I really didn't want
to have to do this, Ron.
Do what?
Well, do you remember
the controversial call
you made in the Sevingnon match?
Well, guess who has proof
that you were boning her
all the way to the finals.
Emir.
You're out.
What?
Game, McNamara.
Love-30.
My eye is fine, by the way.
You've always been
a quick healer.
Right.
Look, Jimmy...
Yeah?
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