Tin Cup Page #16

94.

ROMEO:

You cured.

TIN CUP:

That's it?

ROMEO:

That's it. Your brain was getting

in the way.

TIN CUP:

That's rarely been a problem.

What now?

ROMEO:

Well, I should recommend you go

work on your short game but I

think it's better if you go get

drunk instead.

TIN CUP:

Get drunk?

ROMEO:

Yeah. You always play better when

you're wasted.

Tin Cups stares at the swami, and -

CUT TO:

92 INT. WINNEBAGO (IN PARKING LOT) - NIGHT 92

Again to GEORGE JONES on the CASSETTE PLAYER, Tin Cup is

doing a slow dance with his driver.

Romeo sits on the couch, stone cold sober, pouring drink

after drink for Tin Cup, who's thoroughly plastered.

TIN CUP:

It's three in the morning, Romes,

what time I tee off?

ROMEO:

Seven-o-five... first group off...

Keep drinking, keep dancing...

TIN CUP:

That's four hours from now?

ROMEO:

You're drinking till five...

c'mon, c'mon, have another -

(a tough coach)

Get you in shape -

95.

Tin Cup tosses down yet another drink, and staggersaround the room with his driver until, finally, hecollapses in a heap on the floor. Romeo looks down

at him coolly, like horse trainer Wayne Lukas sizingup his Derby entry.

ROMEO:

Nothing like the sight of afinely-tuned athlete on the vergeof greatness...

Romeo tosses a blanket over Tin Cup lying on the floor.

CUT TO:

A93 EXT. PINE HILLS CLUBHOUSE - EARLY MORNING A93

Two figures hurry across the lawn to the first tee.

intrepid Don Quixote and Sancho Panza.

Our

93 EXT. GOLF COURSE - EARLY MORNING 93

The first tee -- the early morning air is heavy andstill. The course is quiet and wet with dew. The

gallery is sparse. The silence is broken by thestarter's voice.

STARTER (V.O.)

With the honor in the 7:08

pairing, from Salome, Texas,

Mr. Roy McAvoy.

A half-dozen people clap, and -Tin

Cup and Romeo stagger to the tee, barely making it ontime. Tin Cup is massively hung-over and unshaven.

TIN CUP:

No time for a bucket, eh?

ROMEO:

Almost missed the starting timetrying to get you off the floor,

boss. You don't handle the hooch

like you used to...

Tin Cup tries to get warm quickly, taking a few hurriedpractice swings. The early tee times are strictly forthe longest of long shots, and almost nobody is around.

Tin Cup's hand shakes as he closes the Velcro flap on hisglove. He's wearing the hat and shirt with the sew-onpatches, as he stares down the first fairway.

Romeo hands him a driver.

96.

ROMEO:

I seen this hole on TV. Hit the

big dog down the chute --

TIN CUP:

No, I've learned my lesson. Gonna

play it safe, smart, conservative.

Fairways and greens. Hand me the

two iron.

ROMEO:

You sure?

TIN CUP:

Thought of the day is -- `be

humble.'

And Tin Cup launches a two iron down the first fairway.

DISSOLVE TO:

94

EXT. SCOREBOARD - DAY (LATER) 94

The scorer posts an eighty-three next to Tin Cup's name.

Tin Cup stares, shell-shocked, as his score is posted.

ROMEO:

Eighty-three. Well, you humble

now.

TIN CUP:

Eleven bogeys and seven pars. I

didn't make a three. I didn't

make one goddam three all day.

ROMEO:

You weren't trying to make threes.

You were trying to avoid making

thirteen.

TIN CUP:

I was hungover!

ROMEO:

Maybe that was a coaching error on

my part.

TIN CUP:

Thanks, amigo...

CUT TO:

95

INT. CLUBHOUSE BAR - CLOSE ON TELEVISION ABOVE BAR -95

DUSK:

97.

David Simms is interviewed.

SIMMS (V.O.)

(on the television)

I'm the last person who expected

me to come out of the blocks with

a sixty-seven and lead the Open...

It's been a long time since I

played this game with the fire and

determination you need to win...

TIN CUP:

The Anti-Christ shoots 67, you

believe it?

ROMEO:

Ol' Anti-Christ got a hot

putter...

SIMMS (V.O.)

(on television)

... you see, this game is all

about integrity and tradition and

honor...

TIN CUP:

What? It's about cheating and

racism and bullshit!

ROMEO:

Easy, boss...

CUT TO:

96 EXT. JUST OFF EIGHTEENTH - DAY (SAME TIME) 96

Live coverage of the Simms interview. Molly is among a

small crowd gathered to watch. He doesn't seem to know

that she's there.

SIMMS:

(live on mike)

So tomorrow I'll just go out there

and try to make some good swings

and, Lord willing, maybe I can put

up another good number. Thank

you.

NANTZ:

Thank you, David Simms, a

brilliant opening round 67 to take

the lead.

Simms walks away, now off-camera. FANS call out -

98.

FANS:

David! David! Over here!

SIMMS:

Gotta go.

Simms cuts down behind the tent toward the clubhouse,

away from the galleries. The marshals open a rope

allowing him to avoid the crowds, but -

An ELDERLY COUPLE with a young child are there. The lady

has a tiny dog in her arms.

OLD MAN:

Excuse me, Mr. Simms!

(off no response)

Can you sign an autograph for our

grandson?

SIMMS:

(snaps)

Can't you see I'm busy?! I'm

working! This is my office! Do I

come to your office and ask you

for an autograph?! Jesus...

He practically stiff-arms them as he passes, heading up

to the clubhouse. They stand there in shock.

SIMMS:

(muttering to

himself)

Who the f*** these people think

they are...

CAMERA PANS OVER TO the edge of the tent. Molly, trying

to get to David, has seen the whole thing.

CLOSE ON MOLLY:

She speaks to herself.

MOLLY:

Old people, children, and dogs...

CUT TO:

97 INT. CLUBHOUSE BAR - SUNSET 97

Simms enters to numerous congratulations from officials,

caddies, other PLAYERS. Instantly, in public, he feigns

humility with convincing flair.

PLAYER #1

Helluva round, Dave!

99.

SIMMS:

Got lucky out there...

PLAYER #2

Great start, Simmsy...

Simms stops when he sees Tin Cup and Romeo drowning their

sorrows.

SIMMS:

Hey, Tin Cup -- heard you put a

monster number up there...

TIN CUP:

Coulda been worse...

A small bar crowd is enjoying Simms' taunts.

SIMMS:

I played in the Pro-Am with some

a**hole movie star shot 82 here

once... how did a great ball-

striker like you, a `legend,'

manage to shoot an 83?

TIN CUP:

I missed a four foot putt on the

eighteen for an 82, that's how...

SIMMS:

It ain't like playing some muni

track in Brownsville, is it?

A voice interrupts.

MOLLY:

Does, `integrity, tradition, and

honor' include kicking a man when

he's down?

SIMMS:

Oh, Mol', this is just guy stuff,

bar talk, part of the game -- no

offense, right, Cup?

No answer. Tin Cup's about as low as one can go.

MOLLY:

(defensively)

This man still has a lot of good

golf shots in his system -

TIN CUP:

(trying to hide)

Molly, it's okay, go away... I

don't need any attention right

100.

now...

SOME GUY AT THE BAR

(to Tin Cup)

You the guy shot 83?!

MOLLY:

David, I'll bet you a hundred

dollars right now that Roy here

can hit a ball -

(looks around)

-- from right here to... through

that door to the patio...

She points to a double door, forty feet away across, the

bar, about an 8 x 8 foot opening.

TIN CUP:

Molly, please...

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