Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Did that tuning fork ring in your loins?
My life's too short to watch you blow up all... I've done it too many times.
He hit it down the fucking road, didn't he?
Shit!
Let's see if the big dog'll eat.
...between the trees, off a water closet, or loo, as you might call it...
...then carry 30 yards of river.
I assume I have the confidentiality of the doctor/client...
What Is The Golf Swing, by Roy McAvoy?
...there's a hesitation, a little nod to the gods.
Nonetheless.
Goddamn it, David, just hit the fucking 3! Hit it!
You're supposed to be pros!
My God!
You're a head case. You always have been, always will be.
Grips will fix it!
Romeo, shut up.
No chance to hit it on the green.
Dollar bills.
What the hell is he doing?
Just hold still...
Show a little warmth.
I was just offering work.
To the quitter.
The words strategy and marketing dont often collide in the same sentence....
That's not a good idea.
He's back in contention, but he must continue to play smart.
But they had one there. That's all I'm saying.
This humble pro from Salome, wherever that is.
When EWR756FO comes out really...
Thanks.
Lay it up.
I need you on my team.
Take it off.
Call me Roy, Molly.
Right.
...privilege in regard to this outfit?
No.
David just wanted to make a point.
No stranger to championship play. And he's going to lay up.
My, God, Roy, it was... Well, it's immortal!
...I can always tell when someone's lying to himself.
But so has he.
The word normal and him don't often collide in the same sentence.
It's about gaining control of your life and...
John Daly couldn't do it. What's he doing?
He didn't have enough club.
In your parlance, Kick back and let the big dog eat.
That is just inexperience, just pure and simple.
Is anybody home?
Why so serious?
It won't always be like this, you know.
Everyone says my face is screwed up tight as a drum.
Just cut the golf talk, please. Because this is a mistake.
Don't you know the work of hustlers when you see it?
You know.
Any of you shitheads ever get bored?
God Almighty.
Remember Brownsville?
David's involved in a lot of charity work.
You should take me home.
...we're not going out.
...tradition and integrity and honor.
...the all-time Open round record.
...I love old Earl, but...
Fuck. Shit.
Hello?!
...moderately attracted to me.
...and you can't wait...
I am your Juliet
Good seeing you.
- Right. - I promise.
Take your jacket off.
All right. A former paramour once ascribed my...
Everyone puts in 20 bucks. Pot goes to whoever solves the riddle.
I feel we're making progress.
Yeah, we'll take the job.
Everybody gets what they get.
Oh, good.
...and drilled a 240-yard shot over water to the 16th green...
Waggle.
Jesus.
You're looking like a fool, hitting the ball pure and simple...
No, no, no. This is what always happens. He's going for it.
You hit the shot that took you out of the money.
Nice par David
I mean, shit!
His name is Roy McAvoy and he's called Tin Cup.
You know, the U.S. Open is it for us.
Way I'm swinging today, only thing that bothers me is insufficient applause
- I was playing to win. - 5 in a row, out of bounds.
Conference, Troy?
Easy, guys. He can still make 5. He can still make 5.
A new gig?
Get out of here!
Tiger to Francisco
...operating a barely-solvent business, ducking the IRS...
I bet she has a golf watch.
You can still make par from there.
She was crying when she came out.
Fine, be like that.
Really?
I'm trying to win this tournament and your job is to help me.
I want a legitimate swing.
That should cover it.
I thought you hated him.
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Because that shot was a defining moment.
I bet you $1,000 against my car that I can beat you any game.
You should work on your short game but...
Nice par, David.
Like he did in Junior Golf.
...and get up and down for par.
He always quits.
Cheer
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From right here.
That's my bet.
I am flattered you asked me out.
When do I tee off?
You might want to make plane reservations soon, the way you're hitting.
He's tied for the lead...
I'm a neo-Jungian, post-modern Freudian, holistic secularist.
You don't know no shrinks.
Make a 5, for crying out loud. That's insane.
Your boyfriend's a golfer.
A woman can have the same effect.
I can't watch this.
Why must you use all the psychological language?
Now give me the driver and shut up.
Yes, as much as Earl.
Hello, Cup.
This is just guy stuff.
God! First And goal and you run 4 rollouts to the right!
Thank you for West Texas.
You want a hint?
Hit the driver, Tin Cup.
...the Mississippi, the Rio Grande...
237, man.
...83 he buried himself under today.
AGAD 2018