Tin Cup Page #9
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- Year:
- 1996
- 135 min
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ROMEO:
Stroke and distance, eh?
TIN CUP:
(nods, deep in
concentration)
Dollar bills...
Romeo backs off to let the man practice, and Clint asks:
CLINT:
What's he saying?
ROMEO:
Dollar bills. His divots got to
look like dollar bills. 'Course
Moe Norman hits divots like bacon
strips 'cuz he come over the top,
but that's gettin' too technical
for you.
Clint turns and nods approvingly to the rest of the
regulars.
CLINT:
See that, boys? He's hitting
dollar bills. Tightening his
game.
They murmur approval, but Earl catches Clint's eye and
jerks his head at Tin Cup, indicating Clint isn't doing
his job as group spokesman. Clint takes a step forward.
CLINT:
Uh, something us shitheels want
you to know, Tin Cup, is uh, well,
we been to see Doreen, and we told
her we'd stage a customer's strike
if she didn't give you time off to
win the Open.
This remark penetrates Tin Cup's concentration. He turns
with a smile to the regulars.
TIN CUP:
You perverts did that for me?
JOSE:
We believe in you, man.
50.
EARL:
And if you get past the local
qualifier, we gonna sponsor you.
Tin Cup looks at the beaming faces of the regulars and
smiles broadly.
TIN CUP:
Thanks, boys -- a man couldn't
have better friends. Now move the
hell back and shut the f*** up.
You're messing up my
concentration.
And with big smiles, they move each other back so as not
to mess up Tin Cup's concentration. And he pulls out
another ball, mutters dollar bills, and hits another
perfect shot.
DISSOLVE TO:
44 EXT. DRIVING RANGE - NIGHT (LATER) 44
Everyone's gone home except Tin Cup, who keeps drilling
beautiful shots into the Texas night.
CUT TO:
45 EXT. ADJACENT HIGHWAY - NIGHT 45
A car is parked unnoticed. A figure sits alone, watching
Tin Cup from a distance. Molly.
MOLLY'S POV - SOLITARY FIGURE OF TIN CUP
With his elegant swing, as graceful as he is crude, a Zen
ritual. Finally, weary at last, Tin Cup tosses his club
in his bag and drags it toward his ever-present
Winnebago, which we see him enter.
CUT TO:
He drops his clubs on the couch. The place is a wreck,
and he collapses in a chair, CRACKING a CAN of cheap
BEER.
A KNOCK at the door. He's startled.
TIN CUP:
Debt collection? Process server?
51.
Ex-flame? Jesus, I'm clean.
(disguises his
voice)
Who is it?
The door opens -- Molly enters. He's surprised but well-
settled into his bath of cynicism.
MOLLY:
God, you've got a beautiful
swing -
TIN CUP:
-- And big, beautiful green eyes
-- I'm a beautiful guy.
MOLLY:
I came here to apologize.
TIN CUP:
For what?
MOLLY:
Well, I counseled you, you did
exactly what I said, and I just...
poured cold water over your
effort.
(quickly)
I didn't get it. I'm a terrible
shrink, probably... I should've
never got out of real estate -
left Ohio for that cowboy in
Armarillo -- have you ever been
to Amarillo?
TIN CUP:
A cowboy?
MOLLY:
It's not as romantic when you're
actually with one -- a wrangler,
y'know -- so of course the oil
man in Dallas looked great after
that -- I don't know what I was
thinking... That's when I went to
the gulf and ended up in, well,
trailer sales and then all those
condos in Corpus Christi -- the
bottom fell outta the market and
I needed a new gig -
TIN CUP:
A new gig?
MOLLY:
Therapy. I took all the classes.
52.
I'm licensed, y'know.
(suddenly dejected)
Oh God...
(reaching into her
purse)
Mind if I smoke?
(lights up)
Anyway, I'm flattered you asked me
out. I can't accept because I am
involved with David and I haven't
seen any evidence that he treats
old people, kids or dogs badly.
TIN CUP:
I got a little carried away, I
guess. I shoulda just layed up,
made my par, and moved on.
MOLLY:
Look, I want to propose something
-- as long as you understand this
is professional -- we're not going
out together -
TIN CUP:
Tee it up.
MOLLY:
I can help you with the mental
aspects of the game. You've got
Romeo to be your swing doctor, I
can be your head doctor.
TIN CUP:
But you said you were a lousy shrink?
MOLLY:
Well, yeah... I'll improve.
TIN CUP:
I got no money to pay for you.
MOLLY:
I'll trade my services for golf
lessons and help you through the
qualifying. If you get into the
Open, well, you're on your own.
TIN CUP:
You'll be with David.
MOLLY:
Yeah...
Silence. A deal. It's the best they can do.
CUT TO:
53.
47 EXT. COTTONWOOD - FIRST TEE - MORNING 47
Local qualifier. The First Tee of the Local Open
Qualifier. And the voice of the starter.
STARTER (V.O.)
... the next group... Roy McAvoy,
Salome, Texas... who will be
playing with...
The regulars applaud and whistle and shout way too many
"You the man's!" as Tin Cup steps onto the first tee,
followed by his Sancho Panza, Romeo. Tin Cup is feeling
on top of the world, at his cocky best.
ROMEO:
How ya feelin', boss?
TIN CUP:
I'm feelin' like par's a bad
score, podnuh -- fifty-eight's
within the realm!
ROMEO:
Jesus, the doctor lady's here -
POV SHOT - MOLLY
standing not far from the regulars.
TIN CUP:
Didn't I tell ya? She's gonna be
your guru partner. You handle my
swing mechanics and she handles my
brain mechanics.
ROMEO:
Long as you keep your dick out of
it -
TIN CUP:
Me an' the 'big guy' have an
understanding. He's gonna lie low
till I get in the Open -- then...
then...
ROMEO:
The Big Dog'll eat?
TIN CUP:
The Big Dog'll hunt, that's for
sure...
Tin Cup steps up to the tee, a couple quick limber
54.
swings, and he tees it up. As he does, Romeo slips over
to Molly.
ROMEO:
(softly)
Looks like we partners, Dr. Molly
MOLLY:
I just have to help him keep his
head on straight -
ROMEO:
If you can, you be the first.
MOLLY:
He does have the occasional
tendency towards self-destruction
it seems.
ROMEO:
It ain't occasional and it ain't
no tendency -- it's a fact of life
that he gonna blow sky high, it's
just a matter of when and how
fast can the pieces be put back
together.
(beat)
Behind that twinkle in his eyes is
nitroglycerin.
Tin Cup waves and motions to his team.
TIN CUP:
Quiet in the gallery! A man's
trying to do his job.
And Tin Cup uncoils a mighty drive with an elegant
stroke, fully confident and smooth. The gallery
applauds.
TIN CUP:
(generally
announcing)
Got my 'A' game with me today,
folks... you're in for a real
treat!
Molly leans to Romeo just before they all head down the
fairway and confides -
MOLLY:
I find him mildly attractive when
he's obnoxious and arrogant like
this -
55.
ROMEO:
Good. 'Cause it's his best
side...
And they head down the fairway, a scruffy little gallery
on a so-so course. With a lot at stake...
CUT TO:
48 MONTAGE OF TIN CUP'S FRONT NINE 48
He hits a perfect wedge -- and says to himself, Romeo,
Molly, the gallery, the universe -TIN
CUP:
Dollar bills...
49 He nails a two iron straight as a string.
TIN CUP:
Nutted it...
49
50
51
52
He rifles another drive into the stratosphere.
TIN CUP:
Ben Hogan? Who's he?
Putt after putt drains into the jar.
CLOSE ON the SCOREBOARD -- The red numbers (under par)
are going up quickly as every shot he hits is dead, solidperfect. Minus one, two, four, five, seven...
CUT TO:
50
51
52
53 EXT. COTTONWOOD LOCAL QUALIFIER - TENTH TEE - DAY 53
Tin Cup's in a zone, talking to himself, full of himself,
in a fabulous, indomitable state of mind.
Molly and Romeo keep looking at each other and shrugging,
Tin Cup's on a roll and needs no help. So far...
A couple of the regulars shout out encouragement.
CLINT/EARLYou the man, Tin Cup! You the
man!
ROMEO:
They bugging you, boss -- I canshut 'em up?
TIN CUP:
The way I'm swinging today,
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