BEEPER
Thnt's my office --
(starts off)
I d better P,O .••
SMAILS
(grabbing him)
Oh no you don't -- youlrc in for half of eight tho usand.
BEEPER
(slumping)
Pr obably just a routine emergency ...
MAGGIE AND TONY
Tony is lyine on the grass unde r an oak tree. Maggie is sitting beside him with a f ar-off look.
MAGGIE
I hope Danny isn't hurt.
TONY
(affectionate)
You couldn't hurt that guy with a stEr,anshovel. He's too dopey to be hurt.
MAGGIE
Is it all right if I still love him?
TONY
(sits up quick)
NO - it ain't all right.
MAGGIE
(laughs and grabs him)
Then I won't! I won't. I just want to know he's happy.
Tony sees the golfers starting off again and runs to catch up.
TONY
(shouts)
Meet me at the 18th!
THE TENTHTEE
In quick cuts, Smails, Beeper and Ty tee off nicely.
c·, CZERNAK
- ____ _____ >}
He's concentrating really hard.
CZERNAK
C'mon baby ...
He takes a tremendous swing, the ball rebounds off the tee
maker and bops him on the arm.
CZERNAK
Ow.
(he glances at his arm and decides to make the most of it)
OOOOOOOOO~1v-.-rww!I broke my arm!
Beeper examines his arm. Heads -pop up in the bushes around
'the tee and a qui~ hubbub is heard.
BEEPER
Does this hurt?
CZERNAK
Yeeeeeessss! Aaaaarrggghh!
BEEPER
Might be a fractured ulna.
CZERNAK
I can't move it. I guess the match is a draw.
SMAILS
(hotly)
Oh no you don't, Shernick! If you don't play, you lose.
(to Lou)
Isn't that right?
LOU
That's right, your honor - - unless you want to allow him a substitute.
SMAILS
Well -- all right -- Spaulding, you play out Mr. Czernak's holes.
TY
Actually, sir, I believe it is uo to us to select a new partner.
SMAILS
(reluctant)
Oh. Well, who do you want?
TY
I'll play with Danny Noonan here.
Smails sneers, Beeper lau ghs out loud.
Danny starts shaking his head, speechless.
SMAILS
(boring into Danny)
Mr. Webb, Danny is an employee of the club. He can't work here and play at the same time -- particularly in something illegal like this.
TY
That makes sense.
CZERNAK
(lying on his back)
Kid -- if you win, you'll make out.
Danny looks at Smails who glowers forbiddingly.
DANNY
(after a long pause)
I'll play.
SMAILS
I guess you don't want that Scholarship!
DANNY
I guess I don't, fuckface.
A cheer goes up from the bushes. Czernak takes Joey's bag
with his "good" arm and hefts it easily.
CZERNAK
Okay!
CUT TO
THE SPECTATORS
There are so many people watching now, they can't hide themselves. They run low among the bushes and high grass.
GATSBY
They're off again!
GRACE
Danny's gonna play! I'll bet a dollar eighty-six!
The Bishop is swept along with the crowd, something stirring
in his soul.
BISHOP
(shouts)
The hell with it! Five hundred on the boy!
DANNY
teeing off. He holds his finishing pose, watching his shot drop further than the others.
THE CROWD
Aaaaaaaaahhhh!
The players turn around and see some heads as they walk off
onto the fairway. The gallery skips along hiding only perfunctorily.
MONTAGE
Danny hitting every conceivable kind of great golf shot, walking through beautiful landscapes with a really winning musical theme and growing gallery of excited spectators.
TY
On the fifteenth fairway, he hits a crackling drive and downs a flying crow .
THE CROW
I t squawks and plunnnets to the ground, flaps around for a while and flies away.
TY
Czernak comes up to him .
CZERNAK
Don't worry, it's good luck.
TY
(freaked)
Yeah -- in Haiti.
He shakes his head and hits another shot.
THE GREEN
His ball rolls over the green and into a sand trap.
TY
He s on the green putting. He strokes the ball , it rolls to the cup and somehow right over it without going in. Ty looks at Danny and shrugs.
DANl\,Y
(confident)
It ' s okay. I think I got this hole.
MONTAGE CONTINUES
Danny is still holding onto his game but looking increasingly exausted. Ty's game is falling apart.
EIGHTEENTH TEE
Ty is depressed by his poor play, Danny is concerned.
TY
I m losing it Danny you'll have to carry me_,
DANNY
(1ookin~ very heat)
I don't think I can make it.
TY
You jusl have to win this hole.
DANNY
I thought winning isn't important.
, TY
Me winning isn't - you do.
DAN~Y
Great grammar. Earth to Ty -
Earth calling.
TY
Sec your future, Danny. Be it.
Make it. I m a veg.
Danny shakes his head and tees off.
THE EIGHTEEN GREEN
Danny is the last of the golfers to get to the gree_n, . They all have difficult putts.
LOU
All even, gentlemen. Judge, you're away.
MOTORMOUTH
Like an announcer.
MOTOl:010UTH
Well, it's down to the wire and
you can cut the tension with a
tension -cutter.
SMAILS
He lines up his putt carefully.
SMAILS
Spaulding! Give me the old Billy Baroo.
Spaulding hands him a vintage wooden putter in a custom-made
felt cov er. Smails strokes the club and coos to it.
SMAILS
Come on, Billy Bill yyy -- Biiiillly----
He puts and it drops. He jumps up in the air.
BEEPER
He's sprawled on the turf, nose in the grass, scuttling around like a roach to line up his putt. He gets up, putts and it drops. He giggles hysterically.
TY
Shaking his head over Beeper's idiocy, he taps his ball and misses. He turns to Danny.
TY
If you miss this we lose.
DANNY
He looks at - a long downhill lie and gets ready to putt.
CZERNAK
(loud)
Double or nothin' he makes it-- Eighty-thousand bucks.
SMAILS
(exhilar ate d)
You're on. buster!
Danny l ooks up and faints.
DAm.ryPOV - LA TER
He opens his eyes and looks up at trees and sky and c loud s .
Birds chirp.
DANNY
(fajntly)
What happened?
Smails' face juts into frame.
SMAILS
(mean)
We're waiting!
THE GREEN
Sraails and Beeper jerk D;mny to his feet. He looks around at the huge gallery now unashamedly circling the green.
TONY
Go, Noonan!
THE GALLERY
Danny sePs everyone he likes smilin~ at him. Tony and ~aggie holding hands, Lacey, Lou, Grncc, the caddies, Smoke, the Fun Couples, Czernak and the Bjshop who js on his kn~es, praying for Danny with bowed head.
DANNY
He relaxes, steps up, putts, watches the ball roll right to the liD of the cup nnd -- ston. Th~ crowd groans
THE cur
Nothjng seems to be holding up the ball but son~ quirk of
physic.:s.
THE GREEN
Smails is kissins his Billybaroo, Beeper is jumpjng up and clown like an obnoxious c.:hild, Tv and Czernak nre forlorn. Danny is frozen with disappoint~ent. ·
SPAULDING
(taunting Danny)
You lose! You lose, you lose, you lose!
SANDY
Kneeling on the fourteenth fairway, he pushes the plunp;er on a detonator. The fairway erupts and sinks lik8 Atlantis.
BIRDS
fly from the trees in a riot of chirping.
A BALLWASHER
It starts to vibrate.
FLAGS
In three quick cuts, the flags on the fifteenth and seventeenth greens start to oscillate powerfully.
EIGHTEENTH GREEN
Everyone looks nervous as the tremor passes.
DANNY S BALL
It drops.
LOU
He nods officially.
LOU
It's a birdie.
A great cheer goes up from the crowd.
PANDEMONIUM
Everybody kissing everybody.
SMAILS
He takes his precious antique putter and slams it over his knee with an audible crunch of a breaking legbone, does a take to the CAMERA and goes dow"'!l.
CUT TO
THE FOURTEENTH GREEN
The whole thing has sunk like a moon crater, with the tip of the flag peeking up out of the smoking hole. Sandy surveys the scene in silent awe. A mole pops uo behind him and looks curiously at Sandy.
CUT TO
DANNY ANDCZERNAK
They are being carried aloft by the hysterical crowd. Money
flies around.
THE BISHOP
He's regained his faith.
BISHOP
(congratulating God)
Attaboy!
LOU AKD SMOKE
They're collecting a ton of cash and stuffing in their shirts.
S~..AILSAND BEEPER
Beeper is examining Smails' leg as the Judge screams 1.n agony.
BEEPER
Docs this hurt?
S~ILS - CLOSE UP
His expression is something several degrees beyond ~hysical
pain. Beeper's beeper beeps in his face. He grabs it, tries
to rip it off Beeper's belt but shreds his panls in Lhe attempt.
DANNY
He has an arm around both girls and is getting kissed like heck as he's borne along, holding his putter. Grace plants a hig one on him, almost toppling the human juggernaut.
CUT TO
TY WEBB
H~ shakes hands with Scott and a couple ot stragglers and watches the crowd recede, disappontcd in himself.
TY - CLOSEUP
He looks after Danny, a little envious.
DANNY
He turns and waves at Ty, beaming
TY
He smiles and waves back. Then he takes some bal1s from his bag and begi ns practising putts in his usual solitary manner.
Lac ey walks up and slips her arm through his.
LACEY
(teasing)
Well you certainly blew it, didn't you. I've lost all respect for you.
TY
Well, who could measure up to your high moral standard?
LACEY
Have we got a chance?
TY
Yes, we couldn't possibly think less of each other.
(they kiss)