The Bronze Page #8

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over what people talked about.

Take that up with the god of gymnastics.

I am the f***ing god of gymnastics!

You're talking to f***ing Zeus.

I made my own destiny.

And not on milking some pity vote

for fame and glory over one lucky accident.

But by consistency of excellence.

You think you're gonna show me up again?

Hell f***ing no.

And pretty soon, that beat-up nostalgia

train you've been riding since 2004

is gonna come to a

pathetic and useless halt.

Ah...

Can't f***ing wait.

I want you to know

I talked to your mom.

I'm watching out for you. Okay.

Looking hot, Maggie. I like that stretch.

Don't forget that other leg.

So, Coach, Maggie's heading

into her final signature event.

And although it's a tight race,

it appears as if a spot on the podium

is Maggie's to lose.

Yep.

Well, it was 12 years ago

when you yourself were here.

Both of you from the same small town,

it looks as if Amherst, Ohio,

will have a new hometown hero.

How do you feel about sharing that legacy?

Coach?

We shared

a few things, right, Dominique? Right?

Like that, uh, Brazilian javelin thrower?

He knew how to throw a javelin.

- Um...

- You were an animal that night.

- Hi.

- Yeah, hi, Hope.

I'm up at the top in a box.

I think I saw Maggie

looking for me earlier.

Can you just...

Can you tell her that I'm here, I'm cheering,

and I am so, so proud of her?

Yep.

Yeah... Oh.

Maggie, your mom just called.

She said she's here and she loves you.

What?

Maggie! Maggie!

- Maggie! Maggie! Maggie!

- Hope?

Hope, what did you say about my mom?

- Maggie!

- Maggie!

Hope, what about my mom?

Your mom isn't here. Her plane crashed.

Wait, what?

She's with Coach P,

taking the ol' dirt nap.

- What?

- Welcome to the motherless daughter club.

No.

Maggie Townsend.

The gold medal is at stake now,

with China's Han Li Chung

currently clinging to first place,

and Christa Carpenter of the United States

narrowing second.

- No, please!

- You have the rest of your life to cry.

No, I don't! Don't make me do it! Please!

I'm looking forward to see what

she brings to the stage right now, Nina.

As am I, Heath.

Maggie always brings such an incredible mix

of grace and athleticism.

She is just joy to watch and...

Oh, that's gonna be at least...

...a three-tenths point deduction.

You know,

I talked to Coach Greggory earlier today

and she said that Maggie has a tendency

to be a whiny vagina.

Hope, what about my mom?

Your mom's here.

There's my baby! Hi, Maggie!

Look it! That's mine! She's my daughter!

I'm not gonna be a janitor anymore! Maggie!

- She said she loves you.

- Now on the floor,

from the United States, Maggie Townsend.

All right.

Spring from your toes, and trust

you're gonna have enough momentum.

Stop annoying me and, um, go for it.

Oh, my God.

USA! USA! USA!

Maggie!

USA! USA! USA!

Maggie! Maggie!

- Hey, Doris.

- Hey, Hope.

I saw you coming across the street.

There you go.

So, when's Miss Maggie

coming back exactly?

She's still in Toronto doing press.

I heard the mayor's office

is getting the parade together,

which'll be a hoot.

Oh, look. It's Mighty Maggie.

This is a dream, really.

And, you know,

I was taught that this is a team effort

and to always credit my coach first.

So, this gold medal,

I owe it to you, Hope Greggory.

Thank you. Um...

With that being said,

I have a responsibility to myself

to take advantage of every opportunity

that being a global brand offers

while training for my next victory.

I need someone in my corner

that sees the big picture,

that has a vision for me.

Not just with my athletic talents,

but for my entire career.

After many long discussions with my mom

following my victory,

I have learned that it takes a

gold medalist to understand one.

That's why my mom and I

will be moving to Los Angeles, California,

and I will start training

with my brand-new coach

and fellow gold medalist, Lance Tucker.

That fucki ng b*tch.

Thank you. Thank you.

- Hey.

- Hey.

You hear about that

ungrateful little b*tch?

If you're referring to Maggie, uh, yeah.

I heard she won't be coming back.

She didn't even say it to my face.

- Yeah.

- I didn't see that coming.

Yeah, I don't think we did.

F*** her, right? Who needs her?

The gym did.

She was our last hope

to keep this place going.

Bank's taking it on Monday, so...

I guess that'll give us

some more time to hang out.

Really, Hope?

Grow up.

Just grow up.

I am soaring right now.

Hey, isn't that other gymnast girl

supposed to be signing pictures today?

- Why are you talking so much?

- Yep.

Sorry, everybody,

Mighty Maggie is a no-show!

- I'm very sorry.

- I came all the way from Akron!

I'm sorry, I'm very sorry!

It's a no-show!

She will not be here today!

Breaks my heart, too! It really does.

Thank you very much.

What are you doing?

- Check, check.

- Who's that?

Maggie Townsend.

Maggie Townsend, folks.

The butterfly has left the nest.

I'm not gonna stand up here and pretend

it doesn't hurt like f***ing hell.

Sometimes we hurt people

when we 're balls deep in our own bullshit.

Sometimes it feels like

we can't get out of that.

But it doesn't mean it's game over.

Throughout history,

those who are truly great, have stepped up.

Just like all of you.

You give me a smile or a wave.

Or sometimes you break

the celebrity boundary and come up to me,

tell me about where you were

on the day I made this country proud.

There is a reason I call this town my home.

'Cause you f***ers remind me of who I am.

And who I can be.

I am

Coach Hope.

Hi, sweetie.

- I heard about Maggie. I'm so sorry.

- Yep.

Listen, I have a few things

I need to attend to tomorrow morning.

Can I count on you to make me Bisquick?

Or will you write me a letter

from my dead coach saying it'll happen,

and then it'll all be a lie?

I should have never betrayed your trust.

- And I never will again.

- Yep.

- You want me to wake you?

- Nope. Got it.

Thank you, Dad.

All right, I'll be right back.

- Hello?

- Twitchy, so glad you picked up.

- What?

- Meet me at the gym in 20 minutes.

- There is no more gym.

- No, I know.

Just meet me there and I promise

I'll never ask you for anything again.

Please, Twitchy.

It's an emergency. Thank you.

All right, uniforms are mandatory, people.

They are $50 each.

$100 with an autograph.

No refunds, no exchanges,

and I don't have change,

so whatever extra you give me,

I will keep as a donation.

Hang tight.

It's just gonna be a few more minutes

and then we'll get inside and I'll show...

- Hi.

- Hey.

Great.

After you.

- About time. You're, like, 20 minutes late.

- Yeah.

That's for you. All of it.

- Jesus.

- Come on.

Uh, I need you to unlock the doors.

Okay, what's going on?

What's going on is

you're being very unprofessional

by not unlocking the doors

for all these nice people

who are here for gymnastics lessons.

Hope, I don't know what's happening.

All right. I've prepared a statement.

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