Stone

1

(clock ticking)

Male TV announcer:

It was a very short putt.

It would seem routine had he not

just come off a bogey the hole before.

Mm-hmm, obviously

smarting from that.

- But let's see what he does here.

-( ball rattles into hole)

Oh perfect.

Textbook, textbook.

We move ahead now to Lee Trevino

on the fairway at the seventh.

His lie looks as though

he may be in a little divot.

Absolutely. Tournament officials

have been cracking down

on caddies filling in the divots.

At this level of the game, some of us

gotta watch the etiquette of golf.

(insect buzzing)

Just go to sleep.

(insect buzzing)

TV announcer:

A lovely approach.

He's considering it now.

I presume that a player like...

(buzzing continues)

(buzz echoing)

TV announcer:
Sand wedge

or intermediate pitching wedge.

Oh, very exciting.

He's lining up the shot.

Look at me.

Hmm?

I'm not standing for this.

Sorry?

You keep my soul in a dungeon.

I'm leaving.

Jack?

- Jack.

- If you leave me, I'll throw her.

(bee buzzing)

You think that I won't, hmm?

- Please.

- Do you think I won't?!

I won't leave.

I won't leave you.

(buzzing stops)

I'm sorry.

Don't ever do that again.

Don't ever leave me.

Don't ever do that again.

J' All things bright and beautiful I

J' All creatures great and small I

J' All things wise and wonderful I

J' The Lord God made them all. I

I invite you to be seated at this time.

(applause on TV)

TV announcer #1:

Oh, that's a very nice touch.

So maybe he can make a par.

And at worse from there

you'd think he could stay

his point total.

Now here we find him

with a 7-iron at this par-3 hole.

Announcer #2:

I don't know if there was a problem

with him slippin' with his right foot

there, but definitely a pull.

Announcer #1:

He obviously had the thought in his head

that he needed

to give it a little bit extra,

and he's found himself

in a difficult spot.

Announcer #2:
All the expectations

he had coming into this",

(ringing)

- Hello?

- Woman:
Jack.

Betsy .

Your brother slipped away.

Oh oh,

finally out of his misery.

- Betsy:
Yes, he is.

- Oh, I know, I know.

And how many times did I hear, "Why

can't you be like your brother Bobby"?

If I had a nickel for every time

that was said to me...

I'd be a rich man today.

That scar on his forehead that he had,

he always had a story for it,

but it was me. I threw a hammer

at Mr. Perfect when I was eight.

(crowd murmuring)

He never told though.

He covered for the people he loved.

That's how he was

and I loved him for that.

And I wanted to be like him.

Everything--

I just want to say that...

If it wasn't for Bobby, I'd...

I-I don't know...

Where I would've wound up.

He taught me how to live,

what was right.

I'm gonna miss him.

He lived right. He lived right.

He was...

What more could you s--

want people to say about you?

(bird squawking)

Woman on radio:
All throughout Scripture

it talks about God being a just God.

I mean, I just read the parable

about the unjust judge,

where the woman kept coming

and coming and saying...

Man #1 on radio:

Caring, loving, forgiving...

Man #2:
I'm wondering if you concur

with what you've heard so far?

Man #3:
I think that the choices,

the idea of free will,

and the fact that

we have freedom of choice...

(overlapping dialogue on radio)

Male radio host #1:

The reality of the times we live in,

this notion that-- this angst that a lot

of people are feeling in this country,

that we've gone through some sort

of fundamental transformation...

Male radio host #2:

"Barack Obama earlier today, crediting

his so-called stimulus package

that he signed four or five months ago,

as "putting cash

into the pockets of taxpayers."

If you're a taxpayer

in the Detroit area

who got cash in your pocket

from the stimulus plan,

I'd love to hear from ya, and you

can also check in via the internet,

but we would love

to hear from you personally.

Kevin in Warren. We go to Kevin.

Kevin thanks so much for calling.

Welcome.

Hi, Pam.

Thanks.

( people chattering )

No, it's true.

With God is my witness, I've changed.

With Jesus and my family...

(voice echoing)

(voices overlapping, echoing)

Oh my God,

I'm sorry for what I've done.

I mean, I robbed a goddamn

liquor store with a toy gun.

What kinda--

what kinda idiot does that?

(voices echoing)

Warden wants to see you.

Hi, Allie.

- Hi, Mitch. Janice.

- Jack.

- What's up?

- Shut the door, Jack.

This Deshawn Mackey guy.

~ This is yours? Your report, right?

- Yeah. Yeah. Why?

It's an incompetent mess, Jack.

I mean, look, I know your head's

already out on the golf course,

but this is a travesty

of proper casework here.

(Snickers)

- I got ya.

- You got me.

Here. Learn from the master

of understatement.

- Absolutely.

- Keep 'em brief.

Now I need to get Janice up to speed

before you're out the back door,

so let's pass all your

indeterminates eligible off to her.

Yeah yeah, of course,

but I'd like to stay on my currents,

if I can see them through

to review-- is that okay?

Yeah, if you're willing.

- I would like to. Thank you.

- Yeah.

- We're good.

- Janice:
Okay.

Oh, hey, I'm sorry.

Excuse me?

Your brother--

I just recently heard, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

(blower whirring)

(phone ringing)

S-- Stone.

Hmm?

No, I-I'm Stone.

I mean, I know it say

"Gerald" in the file,

but I'm just saying I prefer Stone.

Gerald Creeson.

So what's Stone, like a nickname?

That's something from here?

No. Oh no, man.

F*** ail these a**holes.

Yo, that's what my people call me.

You know, people who know me.

Look, are we just gonna, like-- are you

just gonna tick the boxes and sh*t?

I mean, can we-- can we talk straight?

I mean, you gonna help me out or what?

'Cause I, you know, I don't think

- I deserve to be up in here no more.

- Let's just slow down. Slow slow down.

I've done a long bid, man.

Three more years ain't gonna--

Slow down. Let's~let's talk

about what got you here.

~ You want to tell me about that?

- it's right there in front of you.

~ Why you want to talk about that again?

- 'Cause now you're mine.

You moved up.

And just 'cause I like to chat.

All these scrubs in here, you know,

these short-timers and meatballs,

they're like,

they're all innocent, right?

Yeah. But at least I admit it.

You know, I copped

to what I did right away,

and-and now

I'm lookin' forward, man.

I got a job lined up

and I'm sayin',

why I got to talk about that sh*t

every f***in' time?

'Cause I want to hear

your side of it, that's why.

You know what? Just f*** this sh*t.

F*** you too.

~ I ain't got time for this bullshit.

- Hey, son--

No, you're just settin' them up

so they can flop me, man.

So you write what you're gonna write

and let's just get on with it, man.

~ 'Cause I'll take the flop.

- Hey, son. Stone.

- Go ahead, max me, max me.

- Son, calm down.

You don't think I'll do it,

I'll see that max standing

- on my f***ing head, man.

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