Tin Cup Page #12

The Guy slides over to Tin Cup, quickly joined by his

buddies.

GUY:

See, I used to play a real weak

grip. But you look at Couples,

he's got a left hand way over

here...

Tin Cup glances at the guy's grip.

TIN CUP:

No, grip it like this, so you're

holding on with the last two

fingers of your left hand.

The Guy nudges the COWBOY next to him.

GUY:

See that? Tin Cup McAvoy says you

grip a golf club like this, with

these two fingers.

DOREEN:

Roy?

(off no response)

Roy? Tin Cup? Hello?

TIN CUP:

The grip and address are about 90

percent of the golf swing, so pay

attention here...

COWBOY:

When you're done with him, can I

ask you about my club position at

address?

Sammantha can't keep their attention, either, even though

she's down to a G-string, inches away. At the height of

the MUSIC, she stops dancing and looks down at Doreen -

69.

SAMMANTHA:

Am I doing something wrong?

DOREEN:

No, honey, you ain't -- but ahealthy woman's only got twochoices in this world of ours...

(beat)

Either fall in love with another

woman -- or take up golf.

And Doreen heads to the dressing room, disgusted, but notat all surprised. She knows Tin Cup -- she knows men.

TIN CUP:

... Now the stronger right-handgrip can help ya draw the ball,

which I plan to do at theRegionals next week in Tulsa...

just shift the hand over a littlebit... blah, blah, blah...

... And naked women dance before them, unnoticed.

CUT TO:

63 EXT. ROUTE 66 (SOMEWHERE IN SOUTHWEST) - DAY 63

The WINNEBAGO CHUGS along in the middle of nowhere.

64 INT. WINNEBAGO - DAY 64

Tin Cup drives, as most of the Regulars lounge -- all arethere including Turk (the bouncer). But Romeo is

missing.

CLINT:

We get through the next 36 holesand we in the Open!

EARL:

I got the yips and I ain't eventeeing it up...

TIN CUP:

Nothing to worry about, boys -JOSE

But you ain't got Romeo?

TIN CUP:

Don't need him till the Open -he'll

be back.

70.

CLINT:

But you don't got the doctor lady?

TIN CUP:

Oh no, I got her. Right here.

He holds up a tape cassette.

TIN CUP:

She can't travel to Arizona for

the Regionals -- she's got a busy

practice, y'know... so she made me

this tape to play while I'm out

there... keep me calm, cool, and

collected...

EARL:

What's on it?

TIN CUP:

A little James Taylor, little

George Jones, little Kahlil

Gibran, little this, little

that... and a lotta the voice of

the smartest chick I ever met.

EARL:

The good doctor herself...

CLINT:

Can we hear it or is it personal?

TIN CUP:

Since when is therapy personal,

eh?

He punches into his deck and the Winnebago is filled with

the sounds of MOLLY'S TAPE, beginning with George

Jones...

... and the voice of GEORGE JONES takes us into...

DISSOLVE TO:

65 EXT. LA PALOMA GOLF CLUB (ARIZONA) - DAY 65

The Regional Qualifier -- 36-hole tournament pitting all

the local winners. This is a much bigger deal than the

local tournament -- more commercial, bigger crowds,

tougher.

MONTAGE OF REGIONALS

Accompanied by MOLLY'S VOICE and the MUSIC of JONES,

TAYLOR, OTHERS.

71.

CLOSE ON TIN CUP

He puts the Walkman headset over his ears on the first

tee. We hear what he hears, and -MOLLY

(V.O.)

(on tape)

... `Private victories precedepublic victories. You cannot

harvest a crop before you plantit...'

Kaboom! He launches a tee shot down the middle.

MOLLY (V.O)

(on tape)

... `How you view the problem, isthe problem...'

66 TIN CUP chips into the cup. 66

67 TIN CUP drains putt after putt with confidence.

MOLLY (V.O.)

(on tape)

... `Follow your bliss...'

67

68 TIN CUP takes a club from Earl who's huffing andpuffing a little too hard for a caddie, and -Tin

Cup crisps a three iron over water to a tight green.

Tin Cup is carrying his own bag now -- Earl is severalpaces behind, dragging his body slowly, exhausted.

68

69 CLOSE ON SCOREBOARD -- Even par, even, even, oneunder...

69

MOLLY (V.O.)

(on tape)

... `Say not that I have found thetruth but that I have found a

truth...'

70 CLOSE ON TIN CUP -- Still in a zone, confident,

relaxed, hitting lots of good shots. But the score is

close, the competition tougher. He's near the top,

but not first.

70

72.

71 TIN CUP lips out a fifteen-foot putt -- heartbreak.

He starts to lose it, but...

71

MOLLY (V.O.)

(on tape)

...`You can't have the fruits

without the roots...'

And Tin Cup just smiles and taps in.

72 SCOREBOARD tells us we're down to the 36th, final hole. 72

73 TIN CUP

Whattya think, Earl?

73

EARL:

I think three under will qualify.

You need birdie. I could sh*t.

TIN CUP:

A little more confidence there,

Earl...

EARL:

I wish Romeo was here. I ain't

cut out to do this. I'm a

spectator by nature. An observer.

I'm a -TIN

CUP:

Shut up and hand me the Big Dog.

You got it.

EARL:

Tin Cup takes the driver and uncoils a beauty.

TIN CUP:

The Force is with me, pods...

CUT TO:

74 TIN CUP hits a wedge approach -- the ball lands inchesfrom the hole. The crowd gasps... but -74

The backspin grabs it and the ball spins back and backand back, ten, twenty, thirty feet before coming to a

rest.

The men head solemnly to the final green.

CUT TO:

73.

75 EXT. LA PALOMA - 18TH GREEN - DAY 75

Tin Cup surveys the thirty-foot snake of a putt.

of absolutely no use.

Earl's

TIN CUP:

We need this one big time, Earl,

whattya think?

EARL:

(unsurely)

Looks straight to me.

TIN CUP:

Straight?! Thing's a rollercoaster breaks four ways and diesat the hole -- you're blind!

EARL:

Actually, I am blind... 20-60 inone eye -- and that's the good

eye...

TIN CUP:

I got a blind caddie... just holdthe stick, Earl -- and be sure to

pull it out...

Tin Cup studies the hell out of this putt. If it goesin, he's in the Open. He misses, back to Salome.

MOLLY (V.O.)

(on tape)

... when the going gets tough,

the, the, the, whirrrrrrrrrrr,

the, the...

Tin Cup shakes the Walkman and pounds his ears.

TIN CUP:

Doc? Doc?

(panicky)

Earl, Earl -- the tape's jammed!

She's abandoning me!

Are you okay?

MARSHAL:

TIN CUP:

Yeah, yeah... I'm flying solo

now...

What?

MARSHAL:

TIN CUP:

I gotta make this putt.

74.

Obviously.

MARSHAL:

Tin Cup stares endlessly at the long putt.

TIN CUP:

... just pick the line, feel thespeed -- bad timing, doc, Jesus...

He steps up to the putt, still talking to himself.

TIN CUP:

Like a million others you made inyour life, Roy. Just see it goingin. Just feel it... right in theback of the jar... just pull thegoddamn trigger, you p*ssy...

76 He strokes the putt -- It starts right, curls backleft, straightens out, over the ridge, back again,

endlessly...

76

TIN CUP:

Pull the stick, Earl, pull it!

Earl's having trouble with the flagstick, shaking it,

panicking, and finally -- he snaps it free, but...

The ball stops dead on the lip of the cup.

Tin Cup contorts in anguished body-English, then falls tohis back like a shot animal.

TIN CUP:

Choking dogs die!

And the BALL falls into the cup with a CLICK -- and aROAR.

Tin Cup takes a peek at the cup.

hole.

The ball stays in the

CUT TO:

77 EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT 77

The Winnebago returns home, a travelling party of beer,

boisterousness, and celebration. We hear them all, led

by Turk the bouncer and his guitar, singing "The Doublebogey Blues"... all the way back to Texas.

CUT TO:

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes