The Bronze Page #2

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keeps putting that in jeopardy

by stealing from the US Postal Service!

- I'm borrowing. That's not a crime.

- It's a federal crime!

- And I won't stand for it!

- Dad...

No, no, enough!

You don't know what it's like

to grow up without a mom.

It's so hard being

a motherless daughter, Daddy.

Oh... I know, sweetie.

No six-month-old should have to

deal with that kind of a loss.

- Five-and-a-half-month-old.

- Mmm.

We're not done here. I'm setting boundaries.

No more allowance.

Are you insane? Why are you insane?

Hope Annabelle, let's de-escalate,

shall we?

You're cutting off my allowance

and you want me to stop stealing?

- What kind of a sick monster are you?

- Do not call me a monster.

You only give me $500 a week,

so I'm forced to steal!

If you cut off my allowance,

I'm gonna have to suck d*cks

in a Cost Final bathroom for money!

Is that what you want, Dad?

Do you want me to suck on dirty d*cks

in a discount warehouse toilet?

Look, I never said that dirty d*cks

were the solution here.

Why do you need all this money

if I'm paying for the roof over your head?

- Your gas, your car...

- You are way too up in my sh*t!

I need my privacy.

All right.

What happened to our little girl, Bradley?

F*** you.

I'm calling it how see it

These b*tches be fake winning

I wouldn't want to be near 'em

'Cause these niggas be fake...

- Dad! Did you get my sub?

- On the table!

Where are the pepperoncinis?

Oh... I forgot!

Are you trying to ruin my life?

No. But I did want to talk to you

about looking for a job.

Dad! Eating!

Coach Eleyna Pavleck was found dead

last night of an apparent suicide.

- Oh, my God...

- Shh.

The former coach of bronze medalist,

Hope Ann Greggory,

was currently helming the career of

elite gymnast, Maggie Townsend,

also from Amherst, Ohio.

Well, as you can imagine,

it's a very sad day here at

the Eleyna Pavleck Gymnastics Center.

Pavleck had spent recent years guiding

the career of Mighty Maggie Townsend.

Experts agree

that Townsend has the potential

to surpass Greggory's bronze

at this year's Toronto Games

as a leading contender

for the US Women's Team.

Karen, back to you.

Sources say Pavleck was

coaching Townsend free of charge

as her single mother

could not afford the expenses

associated with an elite training program.

Mike's up next with the Ohio weather

and the lottery numbers.

F***.

Hope? You okay?

Why would they show that picture of me?

There are so many hotter ones.

Are you all right, sweetie?

This sub sucks without the pepperoncinis.

Hope, did you hear

what they said about Coach P?

Are you all right?

Do you need a huggie? Hmm?

No, I do not! I'm not five!

Hope, it's okay, you can feel bad.

There's nothing wrong with...

Stop treating me like I'm f***ing five!

Chains about to pull me in

Misery

I can't swim...

Hey.

Yo. Which one of you guys

want to buy me a drink?

That's me.

- That's you?

- Yep.

You look nice.

I still, like, hardly ever get my period.

So, you don't gotta worry

about knocking me up.

You could f*** me all raw and sh*t.

Wow.

So...

- So, if we buy you a drink...

- Will I let you double team me? Absolutely.

Could you just leave us alone?

I f***ing hate you.

Oh, sweetie.

Huggie, Daddy.

Huggie. Huggie, huggie.

How you doing today, honey?

I just woke up.

Give me a chance

to orientate myself for the day.

Save that Bed, Bath & Beyond coupon,

I need to get some stuff there.

I don't know what money

you're gonna use for that.

Oh, this is for you.

Can you read it? My eyes are ti-ti.

What? Read it.

It's from Coach P.

Okay. "Dearest Hope.

"By the time you receive letter,

you will already know that I'm gone.

"You have been angry at me,

but what I said to you was for your good.

"I pray you see that one day.

"From the treasures of my life's chest,

I leave you $500,000."

Oh, sh*t. $500...

"But you must listen

that these monies are yours

"under the steadiest condition

that you train the daffodil

"who is about to peak through the snow,

"my dancing flower gymnast,

Maggie Townsend,

"through to the end of her

Toronto Games campaign."

Oh, you gotta be f***ing kidding me.

"My will trustee will present your fortune

when the sun has set on your duties.

"No matter the outcome,

once Maggie's campaign is done,

"this payment will manifest.

"No one must know of this bounty

that waits for you.

"It must appear that Maggie proceeds in

your care from the goodness of your heart.

"I know you can do this, Hope. Farewell."

I'd rather die than train that loser.

Can't you see

that Coach P loves you so much

that she wanted you

to have this opportunity?

Half a million dollars.

That's a lot of money.

It says $500,000.

That's half a million.

- Jesus, I know! You're so annoying!

- Well, it could be...

- Stop talking, I'm thinking!

- All I'm saying...

Stop talking, I'm thinking!

- Dad, come on!

- I'm not talking!

You're talking, I'm thinking! Stop!

Stop.

I hear you breathing. You're always

disrupting my thought processes.

How can anyone think with your breathing?

Oh.

- Maggie here?

- Hope Ann Greggory. Wow.

- I'm, um, Janice, I'm Maggie's mom.

- Okay.

Oh, please come in.

Wow, it's... It's such an honor.

I was such a fan of yours growing up.

I know I'm a few years older,

but I really looked up to you.

I think you're more than a few years older.

You're a mom.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Caught me.

Come in.

Hey, Maggie,

Miss Greggory's here to see you.

- Hi.

- 'Sup.

Guess I'm your new coach.

You're my idol

and that would be super awesome,

but I'm quitting gymnastics.

- Oh, hon... Maggie.

- Honey, you don't mean that. Right?

You sure? Go with your gut.

Hey, Maggie. Why don't you show

Miss Greggory your picture?

Okay? All right.

Well, I'm just gonna

leave you two ladies alone then.

You know, we've met before.

- Yeah, I know. The diner.

- Before that.

I was living in Harrisburg and you were at

the mall signing pictures when I was five.

Uh, I told you I wanted to be a gymnast,

and you wrote,

"Go for it."

I keep it in that drawer

with a picture of my dad.

He left when I was three, so...

My mom died

when I was five-and-a-half months old.

Mine's a f*** of a lot worse.

I can't believe you're in my room right now.

Let's go back to you giving up.

It's an excellent decision. I'll tell your mom.

- Coach Pused to do that to me.

- What?

Reverse psychology.

You were right.

I'm gonna go for it.

I wrote that on everybody's.

You don't have to do it anymore, I'm in.

When do we start?

I don't know.

Just be at the gym tomorrow morning.

Um, Coach P always used to drive me

'cause my mom works all the time.

Oh, Jesus,

how high maintenance are you?

You're funny.

I'll be ready at 7:00 a.m., okay?

I'll pick you up at noon.

B*tch, I'm a boss-ass b*tch

B*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch

I'm a boss-ass b*tch

B*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch

B*tch, b*tch, b*tch,

I'm a boss-ass b*tch

I don't give a f***

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