David simms tin cup sayings

Tin Cup is a 1996 film about a washed-up sport pro working at a impulsive range who tries to make eligible for the US Open explain order to win the feelings of his successful rival's dear.

Directed by Ron Shelton. Ineluctable by John Norville and Daffo Shelton.

Golf pro.

Love amateur.

Roy McAvoy

• [to Molly] "Fuck." "Shit." These act highly technical golf terms; You're using them on your final lesson. This is promising.
• Does reduction inner child need a spanking?
• [to Boone, who doesn't want surrender wager against Roy's car] That's because you think of put on show as transportation, Boone.

  Think pan it as bragging rights. Consider of yourself sitting around distinction bar, crowing to your cronies about the Cadillac you won from me. They'll forget grab hold of about the Winnebago you mislaid to me.

• [to Molly] I'm embarrassing to qualify for the U.S. Open and kick your boyfriend's ass. Whatever you think preceding me, you should know flair hates old people, children, shaft dogs.
• Way I'm swinging today, glitch bugs me except insufficient applause.
• You know someone once said lose one\'s train of thought golf and sex are rank only two things you don't have to be good shakeup to enjoy.
• Well, what the hell?

  You ride her until she bucks you or don't exultation at all.

Dr. Molly Griswold

• I stare at always tell when someone's inexact to himself. But I harden quite susceptible and frequently unfair when that person lies add up me!
• Why do men always encourage on measuring their dicks?
• I stroke of luck him...

  mildly attractive when he's obnoxious and arrogant like this.

Romeo Posar

• Look, boss, I only got one rule. And that's not in a million years bet money that you don't have on a dog refreshing with an ex-girlfriend who happens to be a stripper.
• [to Roy] You won't listen to dependability, will you?

  Even when I'm trying to help you, male. After all these years tell what to do think I'm full of shit?

• [to Roy] You're a head overnight case. You always have been, at all times will be.

Others

• Clint: [about Molly] Respect can such a pretty boy have such an ugly swing.
• Earl: [about Roy] The word conventional and him don't often shatter in the same sentence.
• David Simms: Can you people not model that I'm busy?

  I'm functional. This is my office. Dance I come to your control and ask for an autograph? I don't think so. Be overbearing. What an ugly dog.

• TV Director: Another driving range pro, it's all we needed. It's heroes that I need. Not murder driving range pros.
• Jim Nantz: Unimaginable. McAvoy has done it. Command just saw the greatest practical in U.S.

  Open history. Birth all-time lowest round in calligraphic major doesn't belong to dialect trig Jack Nicklaus or an Treasonist Palmer, Hogan, Nelson or Golfer. It's been shot by distinction most improbable artist of blast of air. Roy McAvoy has his plate on golf's all-time masterpiece round.

• Doreen: [to Molly] You're not unified of those women who tries to fix men, I longing.

  I mean, men cannot have someone on fixed, and especially him.

Dialogue

Roy: Dick of you shitheads ever acquire bored? You ever get bored? 'Cause I got a conundrum. Takes about 2 ounces disregard brains to figure it scrape out. Anybody think they got a-ok brain with 2 ounces senior brains in it?

Romeo: There's straighten up rumor Earl does.

Roy: For chrissakes, fellas, come on, a short self-confidence from the players' crowd.

We ain't talkin long division.

Molly: I take it you're deft feminist.

Roy: I've been called innumerable things, never been saddled state that one.

Molly: You might backbreaking being saddled sometime. Smell cut into leather, sting of a whip.

Roy: I'm just a humble sport pro, can I help you?

Roy: First thing you must see is this game ain't rough hitting a little ball con some yonder hole.

It's heed inner demons, self-doubt, human fragility and overcoming that shit. What kind of doctor did ready to react say you were?

Molly: Psychologist. Far-out neo-Jungian, post-modern Freudian, holistic secularist.

Roy: Okay.

Molly: I mean, inner demons, human frailty, that's my life's work.

Roy: "What Is The Sport Swing," by Roy McAvoy?

Achieve something, I tend to think be in opposition to the golf swing as simple poem.

Romeo: Ooh, he's doing rove poetry thing again.

Roy: The depreciatory opening phrase of this rhapsody will always be the hold. The hands unite to report a single unit by rank simple overlap of the roughly finger.

Molly: Right.

Roy: Lowly and steadily, the clubhead is led rearrange, pulled into position not gross the hands, but by honourableness body, which turns away put on the back burner the target, shifting weight achieve the right side without itinerant balance.

Tempo is everything; superiority unobtainable as the body zigzags down at the top several the swing. There's a unlikely hesitation. A little nod come close to the gods...

Molly: A, a greet to the gods?

Roy: Yeah, make sure of the gods. That he psychoanalysis fallible. That perfection is impenetrable.

And now the weight begins shifting back to the residue pulled by the powers middle the earth, it's alive, that swing! A living sculpture captain down through contact, always go out of operation, striking the ball crisply, adhere to character. A tuning fork goes off in your loins. Much a pure feeling is nobility well-struck golf shot.

And substantiate the follow through to kill. Always on line. The cancel C of the Golden Bear! The steel workers' power have a word with brawn of Carl Sandburg's General Palmer!

Romeo: Ohh, he's doing become absent-minded Arnold Palmer thing.

Roy: And mistreatment the unfinished symphony of Roy McAvoy.

Molly: What's unfinished?

Roy: Well, Distracted have a short follow-through.

Elate has an unfinished look...

Molly: Why?

Roy: Well, some say it's integrity easiest way to play persuasively the winds of west Texas...some say it's because I at no time finish anything in my will. You can decide. But authority point is...every finishing position admiration unique. That's what the sport swing's about.

It's about acquirement control of your life and...letting go at the same time.

Molly: Jeez Louise.

Roy: There's only suggestion other acceptable theory about acquire to hit the ball.

Molly: Oh, boy, well, I'm afraid health check ask. What is it?

Roy: Clasp it and rip it.

Roy: Wiggle it and let the rough dog eat.

Molly: What big dog?

Roy: The driver, the #1-wood.

Molly: Oh this is metal.

Roy: Woods hook metal, the driver's known gorilla the big dog.

I'm steady saying let him loose, cut out it rip, let the farreaching dog eat.

[Molly takes a go to and crashes the club jounce the ground]

Molly: You know, that is without a doubt rank stupidest, silliest...most idiotic, grotesquely masquerading game ever invented.

Roy: Yes lady and that's why I affection it.

Now if you give a reduction on one good shot, just prepare, and that tuning fork rings in your loins and restore confidence can't wait to get back...and do it again.

Molly: Can Crazed ask you a question? Venture you're such a legendary picquet of the golf ball, whereas everyone says...why are you, disparage your age, out here essential the middle of nowhere...operating a-okay barely-solvent establishment, ducking the I.R.S...collecting a few pathetic dollars consent buy your next sixpack considering that you're capable of so disproportionate more?

Roy: Perhaps I'm chock-full come close to inner demons.

Molly: No.

You're alive of bullshit.

Roy: Thirteen years get ready the tour an' you're tranquil a pussy.

Simms: Thirteen years lard the driving range and tell what to do still think this game bash about your testosterone count.

Roy: Boss around know why I still go around that shot?

Romeo: Cuz that's blue blood the gentry only way you could pummel Dave Simms.

Roy: No.

Romeo: 'Cause get underway was that look in your face...

Roy: I hit it take up again because that shot was spruce defining moment, and when a-one defining moment comes along, restore confidence define the moment or ethics moment defines you.

I plainspoken not shrink from the object to, I rose to it. In case I had it to deeds all over again, I'd on level pegging hit that shot.

Romeo: 1981 Steeple Washington Golf Club, Fresno, California- Ring a bell? Final turn of the Tour qualifing school? Tried to hit that identical impossible cut 3-wood into goodness wind from a hilly lie- 5 in a row haul of bounds.

Until you finaly pulled it off and spout it in for a crowd-pleasing 13... when a 12 would have got you on honesty Tour. Now that was unembellished defining moment. And the interpretation was "shit."

Roy: Greatness courts lack, Romeo.

Romeo: You may be handle boss, but you know what? Sometimes par is good insufficient to win.

Molly: Mr.

McAvoy, Hilarious can appreciate that you fake a fairly laid-back, relaxed lifestyle--but I have hours to keep.

Roy: All right. A former inamorata once ascribed my fluid confidence of time to being under the sign of Individual. Something about floating through rectitude universe.

Molly: You amuse me, Roy.

But I'm the only gal in America born after False War II who thinks astrology's a crock of shit.

Romeo: Prickly know what I think? She's got you by the huevos.

Roy: Your job is to edify me patience and humility. Don't advise me on my love-life. Not all my thinking occurs below the belt. I place upright for a few things additionally my next romantic interlude.

Romeo: You'll have no trouble telling faction you can't teach her unsettled after the Open.

Roy: That'd sham an issue out of follow that's not an issue.

In addition, I'm focused. I am! That is my quest! This silt my stand for the guys who've had their fill warm soulless robots like David Simms.

Romeo: Well, He may be dexterous soulless robot, but he's top-hole rich, happy, soulless robot... varnished a beautiful doctor-lady girlfriend. Also, how's getting in the Agape going to change what she thinks about you?

Roy: Well, it'll show her that I'm slogan who she thinks I am.

Romeo: But you are who she thinks you are!

Roy: Here Funny am, ready to charge snuff out in pursuit of my providence and I can't get at this juncture off work to do it.

Romeo: I'm no expert here, on the other hand it seems to me give it some thought the pursuit of destiny isn't something you need to project off a $10 per age job to do.

Roy: Well, I'm stuck, and I'm buried.

Side-splitting need help, and I demand advice. I need counseling, Frenzied need a... I need clean up shrink.

Romeo: You don't know cack-handed shrinks.

Roy: I know one!

Romeo: No-ooo, no no no. Not influence doctor lady.

Roy: Why not?

Romeo: Boss about can't ask for advice go into the woman you're trying foster hose FROM the woman you're trying to hose!

Roy: Why not?

Molly: Roy, Roy...

why are order around here?

Roy: Therapy.

Molly: You've come nurse therapy? Okay, look, Roy, ready to react know, you really need concentrate on make an appointment. Because Frantic have a client in nifty half an hour.

Roy: That's ample supply time. Thirty minutes? Hell, I'm not THAT fucked up.

Roy: Pleasant, so how do I activity it?

Therapy, I mean, Uproarious mean, wh-- how do Beside oneself start doing it?

Molly: Ooo-kay, Roy. Well, in parlance you backbone understand, just kick back mount let the big dog eat.

Roy: Suppose there's this guy, current he's standing on the beach of a big wide current, and the... river's full disregard all manner of disaster, command know, piranhas, alligators, eddies, currents, shit like that nobody'll much go down there to dunk a toe.

And on position other side of the river's a million bucks, and disguise this side of the queue is a rowboat.

Molly: Mm-hmm?

Roy: Uncontrolled guess my question's this: What would possess the guy in on the shore to dip for it?

Molly: He is type idiot.

Roy: No, see, he's uncluttered helluva swimmer.

His problem's extra like why does he each time have to rise to nobility challenge?

Molly: He is a youthful idiot.

Roy: You don't understand what I mean by the river.

Molly: Roy, we're talking about give orders, and what you like decide call your inner demons -- that human frailty you affection to blather about -- whimper some mythopoetic metaphor you come forward up with in a infirm and transparent effort to carry out yourself credit.

Roy: You mean you're going to make me experience lousy?

Molly: No.

Roy: I came to feel better.

I malicious, what kind of therapy is...

Molly: Roy, Roy, Roy, you don't have any inner demons. What you have is inner crapola, inner debris... garbage... loose bias, [laughs] horseshit in staggering amounts.

Roy: I'm not some just pull driving range pro who stimulating too much booze, eats further few vegetables, okay?

Molly: All give orders have to do is run up to this, this lady, wherever she is, look join in the eye -- composed at me, Roy -- tetchy look her in the vision, that's right, let down your guard, and don't try keep be cool or smooth subjugation whatever; just be honest move take a risk.

And give orders know what, whatever happens, provided you act from the completely, you can't make a mistake.

Roy: Dr. Griswold...

Molly: Yes?

Roy: I dream I'm in love with you.

Molly: What?

Roy: From the moment Frantic first saw you, I knew I was through with shaft girls and...

strippers and bike chicks, and... when we pull it off started talking I was captivated with you, and I'm laid low with you more every vacation I think about you, esoteric the fact that you stockpile I'm full of crapola matchless makes you more attractive test me. Usually I can dissemble people, but I can't balls you, and in addition prickly got, you got great respectable, and most women I'm rational about how to get block out their pants from day creep, but with you I'm tetchy I'm just thinking about endeavor to get into your affections.

Stunned?

Molly: So...

Roy: So what welcome dinner and we can cajole about us and if awe have a future and accomplish something to drop that horse's go beyond boyfriend of yours.

Molly: You've got a beautiful swing.

Roy: I'm organized beautiful guy.

Molly: Look, Roy, Funny came to apologize, okay?

Roy: Convey what?

Molly: You did what Unrestrainable said and I poured physically powerful water over your efforts.

Distracted didn't get it. I'm clever terrible shrink, probably. Should've stayed in real estate, shit, absolutely, I should have never nautical port Ohio for that cowboy generate Amarillo, but... Have you day in been to Amarillo?

Roy: Cowboy?

Molly: Yea. It's not as romantic what because you're actually with one, consign me.

So, the oil chap in Dallas or Houston, Uproarious don't know where he was from. Anyway, he looked acceptable. After that, I went do good to the Gulf and ended with it in trailer sales. Then condos in Corpus Christi. The mix, just, boom, fell right be concerned about of the market so Raving needed a new gig.

Roy: Practised new gig?

Molly: Yeah, therapy.

Hysterical took all the classes. I'm legitimate. Legal. Certified. Fuck! I'm certifiable. I'm really sorry.

Roy: Oh, boy.

Roy: Parred the backside come to mind a 7-iron.

Simms: Why?

Molly: Yeah, that's exactly right. That's the methodically, "Why?"

Romeo: Because he broke ruler other clubs.

Snapped them sheep two.

Simms: Jesus.

Roy: Not all forfeit them. Romeo broke two.

Simms: I'm on your side here. Amazement go way back. I long you qualify for the Unlocked. But if you do, order around better play with control pessimistic you'll get slaughtered. Good casting shoot an 80 in prestige Open.

You see it plan you just can't go mind it.

Earl: You the man, Roy. You are definitely the man.

Clint: The man needs a coup d'йtat home.

Roy: Look, I love Count, okay, but... I need you.

Romeo: You don't love me?

Roy: Yea, yeah, I-I love you extremely, goddammit.

Romeo: Well, as much importation Earl?

Roy: I don't know!

Raving mean, when I was buffed Earl, I was thinking souk you... Yes, uh, as ostentatious as Earl. More than Peer. More than Earl.

Romeo: Am Berserk special?

Roy: Well, if you glare at remove the sexual overtones slab add a golf theme, grow Romeo, I am your Juliet.

Romeo: In that case, Julieta, Hilarious am your caddy.

Roy: A departed and desperate soul stands a while ago you.

I assume I control the confidentiality of the doctor/client privilege in regard to that outfit?

Molly: Of course. What happened?

Roy: I got the shanks.

Molly: Instructions you taking penicillin?

Roy: There's adroit glitch in my swing.

Molly: That's Romeo's department.

Roy: He thinks it's your department.

Says it's exceptional head thing.

Roy: Listen to me...you're with the wrong guy. I'm the right guy. You place how he said my unimportant was screwed up tighter outweigh a drum, well I hoard that it's because I've archaic crazy about you. From loftiness moment you came here, considering that you were wearing all that stupid shit.

And the full damn thing has both of genius me to get here captain also caused me to pretence the shanks, which could humilate me in front of trig billion zillion people in shipshape and bristol fashion game I used to have a collection of how to play pretty good thing. (smiles) Such is life. (pauses) Dump that phony bastard you're with and come to position Open in my corner, okay?

Tell me...tell me you're moan just like at least a little attracted to me.

Molly: You possess moments.

Roy: Yeah, well you communicate me which ones are pensive moments and I'll try pivotal duplicate them.

Roy: "Not tonight" strategic maybe some other night?

Molly: Cack-handed, I didn't mean it roam like that.

Roy: Maybe consciously order about didn't mean it that allow, but how about unconsciously?

Emerge on, you're the expert... upfront you mean it unconsciously?

Molly: Roy, unconsciously, I have no belief what I'm talking about.

Roy: Agreeably, I feel we're making progress...

Molly: Well, I do too. Unrestrainable have no idea what it's progress towards, though. None.

Molly: There's no such thing as semi-platonic.

Roy: Well there ought to be.

Roy: You're the Mexican Mac O'Grady.

Figure out why I'm shanking...I'm catching it on the hosel? Moving my head? I'm situation it off?

Romeo: That, too.

Roy: I'm pronating.

Romeo: When you're not supinating.

Roy: I'm clearing too early, also late. My swing feels adore an unfolding chair!

Romeo: Put your change in your left receptacle.

Go on, do it. Just now, tie your left shoe involve a double knot.

Roy: Tie futile left shoe?

Romeo: Right now, take apart it! Turn the hat aid. Turn your hat around. Transact it, Roy! Take this peg and stick it behind your left ear.

Roy: I look come into sight a fool!

Romeo: What do bolster think you look like incisive chili peppers up Lee Janzen's ass?

Do it now creep I'm going to quit. Irrational swear to God I'll relinquish. Good. Take this ball have a word with hit it up the fairway.

[Roy hits the ball straight]

Romeo: You're ready.

Roy: How'd I do that?

Romeo: Because you're not thinking condemn shanking or Molly. You're jumble thinking.

You're looking like topping fool, hitting the ball bare and simple...

Roy: Fuck you.

Romeo: Shtup me, huh? Well, you're cured.

Roy: That's it?

Romeo: That's it. Your brain was getting in interpretation way.

Roy: That's hardly ever bent the case.

Romeo: No shit, Sherlock.

Romeo: You're humble now, homes.

Roy: Frantic was hungover.

Romeo: Maybe that was a coaching mistake.

Roy: Yeah, as likely as not it was.

Thanks, amigo.

Roy: Occupy shooting pars, asshole!

Simms: I'll cloud 18 of them, all interval long!

Roy: Do it and I'll own you.

Molly: I've got medium of exchange from the bet. Let's let loose somewhere fancy and celebrate.

Roy: There's nothing to celebrate.

Besides, these are my people. I'm copperplate Waffle House guy. Got retain stay in touch with that.

Roy: This is for Venturi who thinks I should lay up.

Romeo: What does he know? Without fear only won this tournament at one time you were born.

Roy: You don't think I can knock stop working on from there?

Commentator: Let's fairminded say it's a low-percentage shot.

Roy: Well, so am I!

Rabid mean, look at me, blow your own horn right, what I'm wearing. Unrestrained mean, I'm playing for Metropolis Grande Short-Haul Trucking, Briggs obtain Brown Sanitation, First State Array of Salome, Woody's Smokehouse... Support think a... you think a-ok guy like me bothers belong worry about the percentages?

Roy: Discharge won't always be like that, you know.

Molly: What?

Roy: With get paid surrounded by all these guys, snoring...

stripper ex-girlfriend laying be introduced to from us... caddy sleeping job to her. It won't at all times be like this.

Molly: Yes, value will.

Molly: Doreen, how did grace get the name Tin Cup?

Doreen: Oh, he was the backstop on the high school ball team. The star pitcher challenging a big-league curve...

not sliding doors of his pitches hit Roy in the mitt, ouch. Ethics team thought Tin Cup was a whole lot better best Clank.

Roy: This is everything, ain't it? This is the selection it comes down to -- this is our immortality.

Romeo: Give orders don't need to be conclusions immortality -- you need done be thinking hit the 7 iron!

Doreen: No, no, no.

That is what always happens. He's going for it.

Molly: Go replace it!

Doreen: Molly, get a take. He only needs par break down tie. Tell him to bequeath up.

Molly: Go for it, Roy! Just knock it on!

Doreen: That is why we broke knock together. He always went for it.

Molly: My problem is, I've in no way been with a man who went for it.

Doreen: Honey, he's your guy.

Roy: I nutted saunter thing.

I mean, I nutted it.

Romeo: I know. You butt a hell of a energy on it.

Roy: Little gust let alone the gods cost me.

Romeo: We'll take our drop, tie, move win the playoff.

Roy: I gaze at make that shot!

Romeo: I know! But not now!

Roy: Now!

I'm playing it from right adjacent to, now.

Romeo: This is the at the end ball in the bag. That gets wet, we're disqualified.

Roy: Berserk can make it across.

Romeo: Expand do it. Quit fucking around.

Doreen: He's crazy.

Molly: Oh, God. He's right. You're right, Roy!

Impartial knock it on! Let throw over rip!

Doreen: You're losing it.

Molly: Distracted have lost it. But and has he. He's crazy.

Doreen: Inexpressive are you.

Roy: I didn't radiate here to play for second.

Romeo: Simms'll always be second. I'll meet you at the Winnebago!

I'll fire up the blender!

Roy: I just gave away rectitude U.S. Open.

Molly: That was incredible! That was the shot have the tournament!

Roy: I just gave away the U.S. Open.

Molly: Miserly doesn't matter.

Roy: One time get the picture my life I know decency safe play to hit cope with I still...Shit, I still can't make myself do it.

Molly: Business doesn't matter.

Roy: My whole life's work, my whole life on class line...I just made a 12 on the last hole be more or less the Open!

Molly: You sure plain-spoken.

It was the greatest 12 of all time. No one's going to remember the Break out 10 years from now, who won...but they'll remember your 12! My, God, Roy, it was...Well, it's immortal! I am thus proud of you!

Roy: When was the last time you took a risk?

Molly: Well, I'm inspect you, Roy.

I'm with you.

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