The Bronze Page #7

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Take a look around you. Chinese,

Japanese, Russian Soviets, Romaniacs.

- What do they all have in common?

- They all support gymnasts!

No. We've waged wars against all of them.

- We have?

- And who's won all those wars?

Well, I guess it would depend on the war.

USA. USA.

- Chant that! USA!

- USA!

USA! USA!

USA! USA!

You want a...

You want a hot body?

You want a Bugatti?

You want a Maserati?

You better work, b*tch

Now get to work, b*tch

Ahh

Now get to work, b*tch

Champion

Work it hard

like it's your profession

Watch out now

'Cause here it comes

Here comes the smasher

Here comes the master

Pick up what I'm putting down

Pick up what I'm putting down

You want a hot body?

You want a Bugatti?

You better work, b*tch

You better work, b*tch

You better work, b*tch

You better work, b*tch

Now get to work, b*tch

Ahh

Now get to work, b*tch

Spread the word

Go call the police

Go call the governor

I bring the treble

Don't mean to trouble ya

I make the governor

Call me the governor

I am the bad b*tch

The b*tch that you'll never know

Break it off, break it down

Painting the picture,

I'm sensing there's a podium in the future

for Mighty Maggie, Olga.

What is truly remarkable

is all that she's had to overcome

following the tragic loss

of her longtime coach, Eleyna Pavleck.

I think Coach P would

be super proud of you.

We make a good team, co-pilot.

- Did I just get promoted?

- Don't get cocky.

Oh.

You gotta a little, uh...

Sorry, I didn't ask permission.

I know how you hate that mushy stuff.

It's not that.

I still don't get

why the Commie killed herself.

Sometimes I think if, um...

If I'd just done things differently,

maybe she'd still be alive.

Oh, no, come on, Hope,

it's got nothing to do with you.

Then why?

Honestly, I think

it was 'cause of her drinking.

I mean, she'd really throw 'em back there.

That, and she was flat broke.

I mean, her house was being foreclosed on.

I mean, she was in a ton of debt.

Didn't she co-own the gym with your dad?

Where'd that money go?

Oh, uh...

I didn't want to distract you with this,

- but, uh, the gym's pretty much going under.

- What?

So, Coach P had no money,

like, stashed somewhere?

Like, $500,000, maybe?

- Hope, that's like half a million dollars.

- I know.

Well, my dad said that she was

actually in debt to the government.

She had nothing.

Bradley, I'd let you swim in the pool,

but I think the chlorine content's too high.

Hi, honey. We were just going for a swim.

What the f*** is going on?

You need to call that will trustee guy now!

Ben just said that Coach P was flat broke!

He's wrong, right?

She must have had some money

in, like, some offshore Florida accounts,

or some sh*t!

Well, honey, it's after 5:00.

I doubt he's there now.

Call him anyway!

What's his name?

What's his name?

Hope,

there's something I need to talk to you about.

Can you sit down?

I don't want to sit down. What?

There is no money, Hope.

What the f*** are you talking about?

I wrote the suicide note.

You killed Coach P?

No.

No, I wrote the letter after I heard

that Coach P had killed herself.

You are a sick f***ing man.

I just didn't know what

else to do with you!

It was my one shot

to get you to do something with your life.

For you to be happy again,

and for me to get my sweet little girl back.

Do something with my life?

How about I'm a national f***ing hero!

Yes. You were.

I am! You are nothing!

You are a b*tch!

Now shut your mouth before I shut it for you!

Hope.

You got injured.

You had a dream to get back out there

that your body couldn't handle.

It was brutal to have your time cut short,

and it broke you.

And it broke my heart.

But someone

had to tear down those walls

that you put up before it was too late.

I'd say I was sorry, but I'm not.

'Cause for the first time in years,

I've seen glimpses of the old Hope,

and she's wonderful.

You're so good at coaching.

I think you even like it.

I was doing it for the money.

I don't believe that's still true.

Let me get this straight.

I take months out of my life,

teach this wannabe everything I know,

so that everyone in Amherst

can forget about me.

For nothing.

Great job, Dad.

You really made my life so much better.

Let's go down

on the floor right now

with Awesome Dawes-on.

- Want another?

- What can we expect in

the Women's Finals tomorrow, Dominique?

Well, both Christa Carpenter

and Mighty Maggie

have a legitimate shot

at winning an individual gold medal.

It could come down to their

final event, which is the floor exercise.

Your girl is doing good.

Your little demon is, too.

Hey, if Maggie medals, who knows?

You might have a future

on the US Team coaching staff.

Great.

I see you got your dream killers

on display tonight.

You look good.

You got nice cans.

White Russian? Really?

Two tequilas.

I don't know why you make me

so uncomfortable, Lance.

Okay, okay

He's got my number and...

Gimme that gold.

Here I am

Either you make the time

Or just forget me

I'm not, I'm not

Trying to run your life

That's why, that's why

I'm nobody's wife

But when I want, when I want it

You gotta be ready...

Pommel horse gold.

I don't want it all the time...

- Is that all you got, Tucker?

- I got so much for you, baby.

I better be satisfied

So give it to me right

Or don't give it to me at all

I don't think you understand

How real it is for me to find a man

Who thinks he can

So give it to me right

Or don't give it to me at all

Yeah, yeah

Give it to me right

Yeah, yeah

Give it to me right

Yeah, yeah

Give it to me right

Don't sway your back. That's better.

Hey there, Maggie.

Oh, hey, Ben.

- I got you some tape in case you need it.

- Oh, thank you.

- All right. Good luck out there.

- Thanks.

Hey.

I thought I was the one

that showed up everywhere late.

Yeah, well,

I didn't get too much sleep last night.

Why?

Afraid the cops are after you

for stealing that punch card?

No. I, uh...

I swung by your room last night.

I saw that you had company.

That's weird.

You sure you had the right room?

- 'Cause I was in there...

- Drop the act, Hope.

I saw you there.

Look, I'll stick around for Maggie,

but, uh, we're done.

Twitchy, I...

Oh, man, you look as tired as I feel.

Boned ol' Greggory last night.

Stay the f*** away from him, Lance.

Oh, sh*t.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know you two were a thing.

- We're not.

- Good.

Because she was a bad lay in '04

as she was last night.

You're pathetic, Lance.

You're a f***ing joke. Yeah.

I hope he was worth it.

F***.

Why do you try to ruin

everything that's good in my life?

Really, Lance,

what the hell did I ever do to you?

All of America

talking about your f***ing bronze.

Third place.

I won gold and silver.

And everyone's got a hard-on

for Hope's miracle.

Well, because of you,

I'm never gonna get that moment back.

And I will damn well make sure

you don't either.

I had no control

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