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A boy learns more than he expects when he tries to improve his golf game in this drama. Timmy Price (Mason Gamble) is a 12-year-old boy who has begun to display a precocious talent for golf. Hoping to hone his son's interest in the game, Timmy's father, Mr. Price (Dylan Baker), arranges for his son to have a summer job as a caddy at a nearby country club. Charlie Logan (Philip Baker Hall) is one of the leading members of the club who is very much impressed when he sees Timmy practicing, and suggests to Mr. Price that Timmy should study with retired champion Foster Pearse (Gary Sinise). But the boy's seriousness is diametrically opposed to the questionable values of the adult golfers: A cheater castigates Timmy for taking him to task, Logan indulges racist attitudes and the club member who sexually molests a caddy and gets away scott free. In addition to wrestling with these weighty moral issues, Timmy discovers that Foster is a flawed role model. Can Timmy reconcile his burning desire to play with the country club's unsavory sense of entitlement? |
year: 2002
Director:
J. Mills Goodloe
Writers:
J. Mills Goodloe
Tom Coyne |
Timmy Price
Foster Pearse
Mr. Price
Charlie Logan
Jamie Bryne
David Zayas
Mollie Kilduff |
Mason Gamble
Gary Sinise
Dylan Baker
Philip Baker Hall
Justin Goncalves
Alfred D'Angelo
Ellen Muth |
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Mason Gamble
Gary Sinise
Dylan Baker
Philip Baker Hall
Justin Goncalves
David Zayas
Ellen Muth
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Logan: Timmy that goddamn swing of yours is gonna take you all the way to Augusta son |
Tim Price Narration: (When I was 13 people would come up to the driving range…they didn’t bring any clubs…they had no intention of practicing themselves…they only came to watch) |
Mr. Price: That’s the way to strokes are…75% of the game is chipping and putting…and all you see at the practice tees are guy’s hauling off with the drivers. Drive for show and putt for dough. They don’t ask how, they ask how many…just golf talk.
Timmy: I…I know how to play golf
Mr. Price: Really?
Timmy: Yeah
Mr. Price: Not that easy Timmy, I might make it look easy, but it not, it’s a complicated game.
Timmy: I can do it, I can do golf
Mr. Price: Come here…come on…here’s a club, there’s a ball and there’s the green (pointing at his car)
Timmy: You want me to hit it at your car?
Mr. Price: Yes sir, I have no doubt in my mind that you can swing that club till the cows come home and you will not hit that ball into that car
Timmy: (swings and misses) |
Tim Price Narration: (In 1924 four gentleman came down to New Water Delaware and built a club house on old hunting grounds, they called their club Fox Chase, it was hidden and quiet and admission was tough, my father spent years on the waiting list saving up enough to pay the clubs healthy initiation fee and he did it with a smile. My father sent me to Fox Chase to become a looper. Caddies were called loopers because they walked in circles, you went out and you came back in and when you finished you were always right back where you started.) |
(Timmy and his father Mr. Price are playing golf)
Mr. Price: How…who taught you to do that?...whose son are you?...I guess all that caddying must of helped your swing out hun?
Timmy: Yeah, I guess so
Mr. Price: Same model putter Ben Hogan used when he won the Grand Slam, not …it’s not the arrow, it’s the Indian
Timmy: It breaks 3 bars to the right
Mr. Price: You can read putts now?
Timmy: Yeah, the other caddies showed me how…everything on this green breaks towards that bunker, it’s where the water drains, so you want to aim your ball right about there
Mr. Price: Timmy! That’s a penalty
Timmy: What is?
Mr. Price: Touching the green with your putter, it’s called making a point of reference, in tournament play that will cost you two strokes
Timmy: Oh, um, ok, sorry
Mr. Price: It seemed like a little thing, but this game is nothing without the rules, you have to know them, there’s no refs Tim, your expected to call penalties on yourself, every player out here is his own referee |
Mr. Price: Not bad, it’s an 80
Timmy: I uh…I…I think it was a 79
Mr. Price: What?...your right…79 and I got an 86…well done…congratulations |
Logan: Now I happen to know Lee (Trevino) likes the um…extra curricula’s…so when he finished signing autographs, I introduce myself, yeah I…I walked up to him and I say, I say uh Mr. Trevino that was a great round of golf the only time I’ve seen this course played better was by your caddy there
Mr. Price: You did not..
Logan: Hell yeah I did, Trevino gobbled up that bait like a bass…So I backed Foster for the wager, 100 bucks, 18 holes, metal play…poor Lee, just before they tee off he turns to the kid and says…he says, I want to make this fair, I’ll give ya odds, how bout 100 to 1
Mr. Price: No…..
Logan: 100 to 1! (laughs) Foster Pierce walked out on that course and shot a 66 without breaking a sweat…I mean that poor Mexican almost shit his nickers. But! He’s an honorable man, he didn’t wait a minute before he reached in his…his pocket and took out his check book and wrote a check to Foster Pearse for 10,000 smackers. |
Foster: You’re a looper? Get outa here, with piper cleaner arms
Timmy: Yeah, I did 6 loops this week
Foster: Where?
Timmy: Fox Chase
Foster: No shit, this kids a looper at Fox Chase, you rode your bike up here from New Water carrying your sticks
Timmy: Yeah
Foster: Why? Why did ya came back up here?
Timmy: Because I need someone to teach me
(Timmy starts hitting balls into the ocean Foster takes notice) |
Foster: You like Motzart?
Timmy: Yeah I guess
Foster: If you can swing like this sounds you’ll be alright
Foster: Hey, you finished?
Timmy: Uh, yeah, do I owe you anything?
Foster: What…money, of course not
Timmy: Maybe if I pay you I could get a lesson
Foster: You want a lesson, here’s a lesson, if life gives you lemons squeeze juice into a squirt gun and then uh squirt other people in the eye.
Timmy: No, I mean a golf lesson
Foster: I told you Timmy I don’t do golf anymore and I don’t teach it, now, no offence I don’t care if you can hit a 500 straight or not, your uh…you’re a smart kid, you’ll figure it out (Timmy stares at Foster)
Foster: Alright you want a lesson, here's a lesson. Golf lesson for Timmy Price…you ready…uh…ready to learn…yeah…here…tie your feet up…tie them tight…go on. Hit the ball…turn around (Timmy hits the ball and falls) Timmy the only thing I can tell ya is what’s important in life isn’t golf…balance…I’ve gotta pretty good idea what this game could give you but the best thing I could do for ya is tie your feet together…to show you that if you swing too hard you fall over |
Logan: ah ha…Shamus just lost his ball in the woods…you think he learned that at Harvard? |
Tim Price Narration: (Member guest tournament was the big event…2 days of golf for 10,000 dollars of unofficial prize money, the whole thing was capped off Sunday night at a black tie gala, firework included. It wasn’t the sort of tournament my father usually played, it was too much pressure and too much money but with a partner like Al D'Angelo and his big handicap…anything could happen) |
Al D'Angelo: That’s my elephants ass shot…high and stinky |
Mr. Price: (Timmy is his caddy) Think a 5 iron?
Timmy: Four…you know how you keep topping it? Right…
Mr. Price: If I knew why I was topping it…I’d stop doing it
Timmy: It’s because you swinging too hard and your off balance
Mr. Price: I don’t need a lesson from my caddy Timmy; do the other caddies tell the players how to hit the ball?
Timmy: No
Mr. Price: What do ya mean off balance?
Timmy: Your stance is too far apart and your shifting to the back so keep your base centered…stand like your feet are tied together and if you swing too hard you’ll fall over (Mr. Price hits a great shot)
Al: Oh…Jimbo…you keep hitting them like that, their gonna make you piss in a bottle
Timmy: Guess it was a 5 iron
(Dad plays a great game)
Timmy: Nice shot Dad
Al: This game is easy |
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