Tin Cup Page #18

EARL:

He's shooting the lowest round

ever!

CLINT:

And eighteen's a par five. A

birdie there, he shoots sixty!

DOREEN:

We gotta go, boys. We gotta get

us on a Continental Trailways and

find this damn place!

Earl twirls

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108 EXT. TELEVISION TOWER - DAY 108

The MONITOR shows Tin Cup approaching his ball in thefairway. Ken Venturi is commentating.

VENTURI:

McAvoy's hit another big drive,

but this is not a shot he wants to

get aggressive with...

109 EXT. EIGHTEENTH FAIRWAY - DAY 109

Tin Cup and Romeo survey the shot -- a long downhillcarry over a lake to a slightly elevated green. A shot

similar to the one he pulled off at the best-ball.

ROMEO:

Two-sixty to carry, Roy. You gotto lay up, man. I don't care how

good you swinging. You got to lay

107.

up.

Tin Cup looks at the iron Romeo proffers. He looks back

at the shot, throws some grass in the air, testing the

wind. He looks at the gallery, the lake, the green, the

whole grand setting... and then:

He locates Molly behind the gallery ropes, watching. She

makes a little charging gesture with her fist. And:

Tin Cup reaches defiantly past Romeo and pulls out the

three wood.

110

EXT. TELEVISION TOWER - DAY 110

Venturi and Nantz watch Tin Cup set up to play the shot.

VENTURI:

His adrenalin's gotten the better

of him, Jim. If he lays up he

takes bogey out of play.

VENTURI (CONT'D)

But if he knocks this ball in the

water he could make seven or eight.

And he still has to think about

making the cut.

SUMMERALL:

Well, every golf fan in America is

pulling for him.

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Wearing that look, the look of eagles, Tin Cup addresses 111

his ball... And he swings -- The ball arches off his

club, the gallery roars, and...

TIN CUP:

Nope.

... Tin Cup drops the three wood on his bag, even as:

ROMEO:

Carry, honey! Please! Carry!

LAKE:

The ball plunks in the water inches short of dry land.

The GALLERY GROANS.

BACK UP FAIRWAY:

Tin Cup smiles at Molly with chagrin but not defeat. He

turns to Romeo.

108.

TIN CUP:

What the hell. You ride 'er till

she bucks you or you don't ride at

all. I can save par from here.

Tin Cup hits a wedge to within five feet.

ROMEO:

Up an' down...

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112 INT. PRESS TENT - EVENING 112

Tin Cup is on the dais, fielding questions from

REPORTERS.

REPORTER #1

How do you go from shooting an

eighty-three one day to a record-

breaking sixty-two the next?

TIN CUP:

Well, it wasn't from clean

living...

Laughter from the reporters. Reporter #1 follows up.

REPORTER #1

If you had to do it again, would

you still go for the green on

eighteen?

TIN CUP:

Yeah. And I'll go for it tomorrow

and I'll go for it Sunday, cuz I

didn't come here to play for no

second.

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113 INT. WINNEBAGO - NIGHT 113

Tin Cup, Molly, Romeo all asleep -- In the same bed.

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114 EXT. GOLF COURSE - LEADER BOARD - DAY 114

showing Simms -8 through twelve, Jacobsen -7 through

fourteen and McAvoy -7 through seventeen.

115 EXT. EIGHTEEN - DAY 115

109.

A huge gallery lines the fairway and girds the green asTin Cup approaches his ball in the middle of the fairway.

The fans holler "You da man" at Tin Cup.

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116 INT. TELEVISION TOWER - DAY 116

Nantz and Venturi in the booth. Tin Cup is on themonitor, arriving at his ball. We hear SHOUTS from the

GALLERY, encouraging him to go for the green.

VENTURI:

It's the same shot he knocked in

the water yesterday. And the

thing for him to do right now isto tune out the gallery, rein inhis emotions, and forget what hesaid in yesterday's interview. He

has to lay up.

117 EXT. EIGHTEENTH FAIRWAY - DAY 117

Romeo palms the seven iron, waiting for Tin Cup to decideon his play.

TIN CUP:

Gimme the three wood.

Romeo picks up some grass and flips it in the air.

blows away from the green.

ROMEO:

There's wind up there.

TIN CUP:

I know.

It

118 INT. TELEVISION TOWER - DAY 118

The announcers see Tin Cup taking out the three wood.

NANTZ:

Well, he hasn't shown an ounce of

fear all day.

VENTURI:

This isn't courage, Jim. This is

inexperience, pure and simple.

119 EXT. EIGHTEENTH FAIRWAY - DAY 119

110.

Tin Cup steps up to his shot.

TIN CUP:

This is for Venturi, up there in

the booth, thinking I should lay

up...

(addressing his ball)

Dollar bills...

He swings and holds the pose. He caught the ball

perfectly -- it sails high and true into the luffing

breeze, the GALLERY ROARS, and...

... the ball drops, SPLOOSH! into the WATER, a couple

feet short of dry land. The GALLERY GROANS.`

BACK TO TIN CUP:

Staring amazed, almost betrayed, that his ball didn't

carry the water.

TIN CUP:

That's a long f***ing ways.

(holds out his hand)

Gimme another ball.

ROMEO:

Roy...

TIN CUP:

What?

ROMEO:

It's a water hazard. You go up

there and take a drop. Try to

save par like you did yesterday.

Tin Cup's eyes blink with thought as Romeo's words get

through to him.

TIN CUP:

You're right. What the hell was I

thinking?

And he starts down to the water. A THUNDEROUS OVATION

greets his approach, and he raises his hat to salute the

fans saluting him.

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120 INT. PRESS TENT - AFTERNOON 120

Tin Cup snarls at the impudent question of Reporter #3.

111.

TIN CUP:

I saved par, didn't I?

REPORTER #3

I'm just trying to understand your

thinking. You were in the same

spot on eighteen yesterday without

a headwind and you -

TIN CUP:

You don't think I can knock it on

from there?

REPORTER #3

It seemed like a low-percentage

shot.

TIN CUP:

So am I! Look at me. I'm playing

for...

(points at his

sew-on patches)

... Rio Grande Short-Haul

Trucking, Brink and Brown

Sanitation, First State Bank of

Salome, Wally's Smokehouse...

You think a guy like me bothers

to think about the percentages? -

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121 EXT. WAFFLE HOUSE - NIGHT 121

A low-rent roadside cafe specializing in waffles.

122 INT. WAFFLE HOUSE - NIGHT 122

Tin Cup, Molly and Romeo study the menu.

MOLLY:

I've got some money from the

pelican bet -- why don't we go

somewhere fancy and celebrate -get

ready for the final round.

TIN CUP:

Nothing to celebrate yet. Plus

these are my people. I'm a waffle

house guy -- gotta stay in touch

with that...

ROMEO:

Plus he needs his carbohydrates -

112.

TIN CUP:

If the boys from Salome was in

town -- this is where they'd be...

The boys from Salome walk in -- with Doreen, all looking

like hell from the long bus trip. They're ecstatic to

see Tin Cup and Romeo.

CLINT:

The legend!

EARL:

God damn, we been driving for two

days to help you in the last round -

JOSE:

Saw the Winnebago outside -- we're

starving...

DEWEY:

Sixty-two! Sixty-two!

TIN CUP:

We're home now!

ROMEO:

You boys a sight for sore eyes.

We so damn sick of guys in blazers

and slacks that don't wrinkle. It

ain't natural 'round here...

DOREEN:

Congratulations, Roy -- we're with

you all the way.

TIN CUP:

Doreen, meet Dr. Griswold... er,

Molly... my shrink -

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