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Tin Cup (1996)

Tin Cup is a captivating sports comedy film released in 1996, directed by Ron Shelton. This underdog tale centers around Roy "Tin Cup" McAvoy, played by Kevin Costner, a talented golf instructor living in a Texas backwater town. When his former flame, Dr. Molly Griswold (Rene Russo), seeks his assistance to improve her golf swing, Cup is faced with the opportunity to qualify for the U.S. Open and win her heart. To immerse yourself in the sounds of this remarkable cinematic creation, you can play and download the original soundtrack here.

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A 12 would have got you on the tour.

A little compassion.

A lost and desperate soul stands before you.

A man goes through what I have...

A man's laid bare before God, he's the butt of the cosmic joke.

A nod to the gods?

A patient thinks he's falling in love with me.

A tuning fork goes off in your heart, your balls...

A woman can have the same effect.

Actually, I picked up a whole bunch of new clients at the Open.

Actually, I should have never left Ohio for that cowboy in Amarillo.

After all these years you think I'm full of shit?

Ain't like playing some muni track in Brownsville, is it?

All of it, right now. All of it.

All right, let's measure.

All right, waggle.

All right, what if the father married the son's daughter?

All right. A former paramour once ascribed my...

Although we could say if I get to 500 bounces on the wedge...

An ice breaker. That's not hard.

And 5% of any earnings.

And are fumbling between delusion and denial.

And David Simms is back there trailing by one.

And he hasn't hit a golf ball yet.

And I'll give you two strokes a side.

And I've bladed the sand.

And in addition, you got great legs and...

And nobody'll even go down there to dip a toe.

And on the other side of the river's a million bucks, on this side a boat.

And risk coming right over the top, hooking it out of bounds?

And Roy McAvoy just won't go away.

And sometimes I catch that 3 a little thin too.

And the $250,000 purse has just gotten a little bigger.

And the definition was shit.

And the man needs a ride home.

And the unfinished symphony of...

And then, whatever happens, if you act from the heart...

And, by God, I'm tired of seeing the money head out of town.

And, Harold, give me a vodka tonic with a twist.

Another driving range pro, it's all we needed.

Any game, I name it?

Any time for a quick bucket?

Anybody think they got a brain with 2 ounces of brain?

Anyone with a 2 handicap or better's got a shot at it.

Anyway, he looked great.

Are you nervous about tomorrow, Roy?

Are you taking penicillin?

As long as you understand that it's strictly professional...

As much as Earl?

Assures himself of a par...

At 7:08. We're the first guys going.

Be sure to do that in the Open, it'll impress them.

Be well, buddy. I'll see you out in the trenches.

Beats that deep shit rough you were in all day.

Because he broke his other clubs.

Because that shot was a defining moment.

Because you're not thinking about shanking or Molly.

Becky, come here, sweetheart. Right now, hurry up.

Ben Hogan, now, who's he?

Besides, I'm focused.

Best thing that ever happened to him.

Birdie to tie, eagle to win. Gutless wonder's laying up.

Birdie wins, parties. Hole out a wedge for a goddamn eagle?!

Boss, you blew that one.

Brand new Titleist.

Brink's and Brown's Sanitation.

But he's a real horse's ass, if you ask me.

But I believe in gathering knowledge.

But I'm susceptible and frequently wrong when a person lies to me.

But I'm the only woman born after World War II who thinks astrology's bullshit.

But that's not the point. The point is David is there for me.

But the real story today involves a driving range pro...

But then there's the 7 iron.

But there aren't any in Salome.

But they had one there. That's all I'm saying.

But, you know, sometimes I fan that 2.

By finishing in the top 15 at the Open you qualified to be in it next year.

By giving me the driving range?

Bye, nice meeting you.

Call me Dr. Griswold, Roy. I think I'm more of the grip it and rip it school.

Call me Roy, Molly.

Can I ask you a question?

Can I ask you a question?

Can I have a doughnut?

Can I have your autograph?

Can you believe McAvoy's still here?

Can you carry that?

Can you people not see that I'm busy? I'm working.

Caught it a little bit high, a breeze in his face. That's got to go.

Certified. Fuck! I'm certifiable. I'm really sorry.

Christ Almighty Jesus.

Clock's ticking.

Come here a second.

Come on, guys, we're trying to win a tournament here.

Come on, one more, just do it.

Come on, Roy, this is ridiculous.

Consciously or unconsciously?

Cost me 3 strokes a side.

David just wanted to make a point.

David Simms. What the hell are you doing here?

David, let's go.

David's involved in a lot of charity work.

Did that tuning fork ring in your loins?

Did you mean it unconsciously?

Did you see that shot?!

Did you see this?

Didn't I? Didn't I? All I must do is hold it together for 72 more holes.

Different hospitals.

Do I come to your office and ask for an autograph?

Do it, and I'll own you.

Do it, and I'll own you.

Do you believe this?

Doctor looks at him, says:

Does integrity, tradition and honor...

Does this feel like home?

Don't force it if it don't...

Don't say a fucking word.

Don't think about immortality, think hit the 7 iron.

Don't touch it.

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry. You did fine. Give me the club.

Don't you know the work of hustlers when you see it?

Don't you look cute. Come on under.

Doreen, meet Dr. Griswold.

Dr. Griswold...

Dr. Griswold...

Dr. Kasseldorf?

Earl gives me the straight read, thing breaks half a dozen times.

Easy, guys. He can still make 5. He can still make 5.

Especially today, a little wind in the face.

Especially when I knock it on the green.

Even when I'm trying to help you, man.

Every one of them, brand new Titleist.

Everybody gets what they get.

Everyone puts in 20 bucks. Pot goes to whoever solves the riddle.

Everyone says my face is screwed up tight as a drum.

Excuse me, Mr. Simms.

Fairways and greens, and don't forget to wave...

Fairways and greens. Hand me a 2 iron.

Feminists pose the riddle to reveal sexual stereotypes.

Fine, be like that.

Fine, take the 3 wood.

Fine, you owe her $12,000. Like it makes a difference.

First bug to get fried wins $2. I got the green one.

First sign of adversity, you quit.

First State Bank of Salome. Woody's Smokehouse.

First thing you must learn is this game ain't about hitting...

First up in the final pairing, from Salome, Texas...

For 15 holes, you seemed to grasp the concept here.

For a report on his plight, let's go to Gary McCord...

For chrissakes, boys, come on, a little self confidence from the gallery.

For chrissakes, guys, this has become a big time event.

From right here.

From the moment I first saw you...

Fuck me, huh? Well, you're cured.

Get control of that guy.

Get in the other room, please.

Get thumbnails on these guys. I don't know where he's from...

Give me a 3 wood.

Give me a ball!

Give me a ball.

Give me a ball.

Give me a ball.

Give me the bag.

Give me the big dog.

Give me the driver.

Give me the lumber.

Give me, like, 6.

Give us a hint.

Go for it, Roy! Just knock it on!

Go right through there.

God, I'm going to faint.

God! First time you can qualify for the Open!

Goddamn it, David, just hit the fucking 3! Hit it!

Good luck in the Open.

Good players shoot an 82 in the Open.

Good seeing you.

Got a golf watch?

Greatness courts failure, Romeo.

Green eyes. I don't know, I mean...

Guess I'm going with the safe shot, boys.

Guys said if I could do that for you, imagine what I could do for them.

Have you asked her out?

Have you ever had a Latin lover?

Haven't seen you in 3 days.

Having a bad day?

He always quits.

He can help me if we can behave like grown ups together.

He can't watch.

He didn't have enough club.

He didn't sneak over?

He doesn't finish the hole with this ball...

He gets in a crash.

He has a chance to win. He must play smart.

He has found the water for the third straight day.

He hit it down the fucking road, didn't he?

He lost this one.

He may be a soulless robot...

He must pop that pelican off its perch.

He must start worrying about qualifying for next year's Open.

He only needs par to tie. Tell him to lay up.

He says he carried you on his back all them years.

He was the catcher on the high school baseball team.

He'd have to drive 100 miles to Midland or Odessa.

He'll have to have been a great college player to pull this off.

He'll need to get it on the upper level of the multi terraced green.

He's a good looking man.

He's a heart attack waiting to happen.

He's a juvenile idiot.

He's always been a jerk.

He's back in contention, but he must continue to play smart.

He's doing that poetry thing again.

He's doing the Arnold Palmer thing.

He's dropping 9. He's hitting 10.

He's going to try to ricochet off the toilet with a hooded 7 iron.

He's got 85 yards from here and the drop zone is short of the water.

He's got 240 yards, he's a got a television audience.

He's got her waggling now.

He's got to hit the ball back in the fairway, pitch the ball on the green...

He's hitting off the shitter.

He's in great position.

He's in the lead.

He's just got to be thinking of that brutal, ego sapping, manhood robbing...

He's laying up.

He's laying up.

He's not really a patient, he's my golf pro, but...

He's not that good!

He's only one shot back at 6 under par.

He's taking her to Miami for the fucking Doral!

He's the reason you're learning.

He's throwing darts. If we don't make birdies, we're playing for second.

He's tied for the lead...

He's, you know...

Hell, I got corporate sponsors and 30 bucks a ticket.

Hell, I had to carry the bag the last 4 holes.

Hell, I haven't even thought about him in a dozen years.

Hell, I probably even know him.

Here, let me carry that.

Here's to the finely tuned athlete on the verge of greatness.

Here's what he's got.

Hey, I just knocked it stiff from 250.

Hey, there, Romeo.

His name is Roy McAvoy and he's called Tin Cup.

His name is Roy McAvoy and he's called Tin Cup.

His problem is more like why does he always have to...

Hit the 7. You always hit that good.

Hit the damn ball.

Hit the driver, Tin Cup.

Hit your putter, you can't shank.

Honey, he's your guy.

How is that possible?

How'd I do that?

How'll getting into the Open change her opinion of you?

How'll you do that in front of everyone?

I ain't interested in that piece of shit.

I already know the answer. I don't get a guess.

I always liked that car.

I always say quit on a good shot.

I assume I have the confidentiality of the doctor/client...

I believe you're away.

I bet Mickelson and McCord your caddy can knock it on from here.

I bet she has a golf watch.

I bet you $1,000 against my car that I can beat you any game.

I can improve, Roy.

I can make it across.

I can't accept because I'm involved with David.

I can't believe he's doing this.

I can't bring a guy in off the street to play in my tournament.

I can't compete with that!

I can't operate on this boy.

I changed my mind. Give me the 3 wood.

I could make that.

I could make that.

I did not shrink from the challenge, I rose to it.

I didn't catch it all.

I didn't have much craft back then, just a little...

I didn't know that.

I didn't know there was a mirror in here. Isn't that cute?

I didn't know we'd get into my personal life.

I didn't know you felt like breaking all your clubs...

I didn't know you meant me.

I didn't mean I wanted you to play with me. I want you to caddy.

I didn't mean it like that.

I don't believe this. He could go up, use the drop zone, make par...

I don't care if it's your quest.

I don't give a fuck.

I don't have a car.

I don't know about the Amazon, Roy.

I don't know what I'm feeling. This is the most painful thing I've ever seen.

I don't know who this guy is.

I don't know. The shanks are like a virus. They just show up.

I don't need to.

I don't think so.

I don't want therapy.

I don't want this.

I drained a 30 foot snake to qualify.

I feel we're making progress.

I got carried away with the David thing. I should have...

I got it from the Golf Channel.

I got lucky out there.

I got the shanks.

I got to bob and weave around the facts of life, if you know what I mean.

I got to hand it to you, Roy.

I gotta hand it to you.

I guess my question is...

I had to. Your caddy said he'd get on the green from here.

I have a 7:00 lesson.

I have a business to run. Bye bye.

I have dozens of golf videotapes.

I have no idea what it's progress towards, though.

I haven't seen him treat old people, children or dogs badly.

I heard you put a monster number up there.

I hit the 7 iron like John Daly hits the 3.

I hope you qualify for the Open. But if you do...

I just came over to congratulate you on the sectionals and...

I just gave away the U.S. Open.

I just gave away the U.S. Open.

I just made a 12 on the last hole of the Open!

I just want to go home.

I just want to make a proposal, all right?

I knew it was some kind of room. There were no magazines.

I know a little spot along the river that's great to watch sunsets.

I know I can make this damn shot, but the smart play is to lay up.

I know it's because I've been crazy about you...

I know that under the circumstance I should recommend another therapist.

I know the rules.

I know what I'm doing.

I know you'll pay me.

I know. You put a hell of a move on it.

I look like a fool!

I made it this far.

I must do something with my life.

I must run right now...

I need a shrink.

I need advice. I need counseling.

I never miss with the 7 iron.

I nutted that thing. I mean, I nutted it.

I only got one rule:

I played in the Pro Am with some asshole movie star here once.

I put together a tournament...

I qualified for the sectionals.

I said I want the big dog.

I saved par, didn't I?

I should just ask her out?

I still got the shanks.

I suppose we could have a therapy session right here and now.

I swear to God I'll quit.

I swear to God, this guy is not who you think he is.

I take it you're a feminist.

I tend to process things verbally...

I think I can help you with the mental aspects of the game.

I think I got a good one.

I think I'm in love with you.

I think of the golf swing as a poem.

I think that's a dead giveaway, but if I got the shanks, we'll be found out soon.

I thought that was the big fucking dog.

I thought you hated him.

I thought you were supposed to be out on the pro golf tour.

I thought you would kind of help me sort through it.

I toed it, but it'll do!

I took all the classes. I'm legitimate. Legal.

I used to practice in El Paso, but I moved here now.

I want a legitimate swing.

I want to feel better. What kind of therapy is this?

I was hungover.

I was just offering work.

I was playing to win.

I'll be a birdie making machine!

I'll be playing a pink lady today.

I'll be sure to tell him.

I'll bet you $100 that Roy can hit a ball...

I'll call the INS on you, you midget.

I'll get penalized for slow play.

I'll give you $100.

I'll give you my services for golf lessons and...

I'll meet you at the Winnebago! I'll fire up the blender!

I'll need a fairway.

I'll say something. If it don't come out right, you say it better.

I'll take 18 of them, all day.

I'll take the bet.

I'll take the job.

I'll tell you, I don't think there's any chance.

I'll think about it, and I'll give you a call.

I'm a beautiful guy.

I'm a neo Jungian, post modern Freudian, holistic secularist.

I'm a terrible shrink, probably.

I'm afraid she'll say no.

I'm an observer by nature.

I'm catching it on the hosel?

I'm going over those trees, with a little draw.

I'm going to lay up.

I'm going to qualify for the U.S. Open and kick your boyfriend's ass.

I'm just a humble golf pro. Could I help you?

I'm just saying let him loose, let it rip...

I'm learning how to listen to that tuning fork...

I'm no expert here, but it seems to me that...

I'm not some just jerk driving range pro...

I'm not sure you could count on help there.

I'm on my own, you'll be with David.

I'm on your side here.

I'm playing it from right here, now.

I'm playing it from right here, now.

I'm referring to every nickel you take from the till, every bag of nuts.

I'm sitting on a 2 shot lead with 3 to go.

I'm sorry, I have things to do. I don't need to be treated like that.

I'm staring eagle in the face.

I'm stuck, man. I'm buried.

I'm sure there are some excesses and repetitions here,

I'm talking about the game.

I'm the one asking the riddle.

I'm the right guy.

I'm told he was a pretty good college player, then went on mini tours.

I'm trying to figure out what I learned.

I'm trying to win this tournament and your job is to help me.

I'm with you, Roy.

I've been dreaming about waffles for 1,800 miles.

I've been pathetically slow learning that lesson.

I've got money from the bet. Let's go somewhere fancy and celebrate.

I've learned my lesson. I'll play it safe, smart...

I've marveled at how you've been able to balance superb play...

I've seen this hole on TV. Hit the big dog up the chute.

If he can still knock a wedge close and make par...

If he ever gets back from...

If he gets it out of there, I'd be surprised. A pro I'd give 10 1.

If I had to do it over...

If I make an eagle that puts me 10 under.

If you had been just a little nicer to me when we were an item...

If you have more of these, a bunch of the other guys could use your help.

If you hit one good shot...

If you make it into the Open...

If you remove the sexual overtones...

If you remove the sexual overtones...

If you're going to take that tone then we'll talk later.

If you're such a legendary golfer, as everyone says...

In that case...

In your parlance, Kick back and let the big dog eat.

Inner debris, garbage...

Inner demons and human frailty is my life's work.

Is anybody home?

Is that how it works?

Is that what those things were?

Isn't it obvious to you that you and me are...

It could erase that double bogey.

It could have been worse.

It doesn't matter!

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter.

It is a nature kind of thing. It's a very nice river. Thank you.

It is bug betting time! All right?!

It may not be much of a river to you, but to me...

It might be more than you got in your bag.

It must be the woman.

It takes time to realize Prince Charming might be wearing a beer stained shirt...

It was my fault. I gave you the wrong club. You'll be fine.

It won't always be like this, you know.

It won't always be like this.

It wouldn't kill you just once to tell her she's beautiful...

It'll show her I'm not who she thinks I am.

It's $200 of shit.

It's a known fact...

It's a little late to be pissed off. We're in the Open.

It's a miracle he lasted this long.

It's a water hazard.

It's about gaining control of your life and...

It's about inner demons, self doubt, human frailty...

It's been shot by the most improbable artist.

It's birdie to win and par to tie for you. Lay up.

It's come down to the 72nd hole of this championship...

It's got to go.

It's heroes that I need. Not obscure driving range pros.

It's in Odessa.

It's in Odessa. I'm from Odessa. I was born there.

It's just bar talk.

It's Lee Janzen and Billy Mayfair.

It's nicer than the leopard suit.

It's not a shot you want to be aggressive with.

It's not. It's easy.

It's okay, exactly where you are. You're in great shape.

It's okay, Joe.

It's okay. Go away.

It's one of my few redeeming virtues.

It's only an autograph, man.

It's so good to see you.

It's still going.

It's the only truly safe club in my bag.

It's the only way you could beat Dave Simms.

It's the Waffle House.

It's to prepare for the Open.

Jacobsen's going to lay up. He's tied for the lead.

Jacobsen's on the fairway...

Jimmy, if he lays up, he takes the bogey out of play.

John Daly couldn't do it. What's he doing?

John Daly ended up in the water going for this green in two.

Just cut the golf talk, please. Because this is a mistake.

Just hit them up. Just stand up there. You can do it.

Just hold still...

Just hold still...

Just keep making pars.

Just keep swinging.

Just see it going in.

Just take your drop.

Just turn it over and start it off low and go it right to left...

Just work it out.

Just... I don't need any attention right now.

Keep your head down.

Kind of a thin line.

Knew it. Thanks.

Leave it to me.

Let him hit it, it's only an exhibition.

Let me be your shrink.

Let me just look at my...

Let's do this the old fashioned way. Just swing.

Let's go to west Texas...

Let's just say the driving range is worth $10,000.

Let's make this simple. Please, sit down right here.

Like a million others you made in your life, Roy.

Like he did in Junior Golf.

Like he did in... No, fuck it.

Limber up, fine with me.

Little chili dipper there.

Little gust from the gods cost me.

Little gust there.

Look at these balls.

Look her in the eyes, that's right. Let down your guard...

Look what I'm wearing. I'm playing for Rio Grande Short Haul Trucking.

Look, David's a really good person.

Look, Roy, I came to apologize, okay?

Looks level. Roll it in like you know what you're doing.

Looks like you got el hosel. You know, the laterals.

Lord willing...

Louisville Slugger, please.

Lowly and slowly...

Make more birdies.

Many people don't see he's sensitive.

May be onto something.

Maybe consciously you didn't mean it that way, but unconsciously...

Maybe if you shared your heart with this woman at dinner...

Maybe that was a coaching mistake.

McAvoy has done it.

McAvoy with another perfect drive at the 18th.

Molly been around?

Molly, get a grip.

More than Earl.

More than Earl.

Move these people back right here. I'm going right there.

Moving my head?

Must rise to a level worthy of the women who think I'm a joke.

My caddie sleeping next to her.

My job is to help you prepare.

My life's too short to watch you blow up all... I've done it too many times.

My number's there, call any time.

My problem is, I've never been with a man who went for it.

My self esteem is fine.

My swing feels like an unfolding chair!

My whole career, my whole life on the line...

My, God, Roy, it was... Well, it's immortal!

Nah, she's seeing a guy.

Need a receipt?

Neither her nor me or the god of golf...

Never bet money you don't have on a dog race...

Nice par, David.

No chance to hit it on the green.

No one beamed him aboard.

No one's going to remember the Open 5 years from now, who won...

No shit, Sherlock.

No stranger to championship play. And he's going to lay up.

No, he's in Houston on business.

No, I owe her $12,000.

No, I will not give you time off to go win the Open.

No, it's okay. I'm just going to teach old Roy here a lesson.

No, look, no harm, no foul just a...

No, my self esteem is fine.

No, no, no, not the doctor lady.

No, no, no. This is what always happens. He's going for it.

No, see, he's a hell of a swimmer.

Nobody can figure them out.

Nobody's heard from Molly?

Nobody's watching.

Not a good day.

Not all his pitches hit Roy in the mitt.

Not all my thinking occurs below the belt.

Not if you play to win.

Not just the biggest...

Not since the good old days at the University of Houston...

Not some mytho poetic metaphor you come up with...

Now give me the driver and shut up.

Now, how in the world...

Now, how is that possible?

Now, I know you're thinking it's an impossible riddle.

Now, tie your left shoe in a double knot.

Oh, boy, well, I'm afraid to ask.

Oh, God. He's right.

Oh, I am so sorry.

Oh, my God. Dear Lord, please. Dear Lord.

Okay, Ben, back at 16.

Okay, don't talk. You're still my guy.

Okay, guys. You know what? We better go. Come on.

One swing, Roy.

One time in my life I know the safe play to hit and I still...

Only on condition you don't sell right away, and we keep our jobs.

Our relationship is and will remain strictly professional.

Over to 18, guys, quickly.

Parred the backside with a 7 iron.

Pelican's on the other side.

Perfection is...

Perhaps I'm chock full of inner demons.

Playing out of Houston, Texas... ... David Simms.

Please, Mr. Simms?

Plus an enhanced stature in the community...

Plus, he needs his carbohydrates.

Practice playing it safe.

Pretty good shape too.

Put the tables together.

Put your change in your left pocket.

Quit fucking around.

Quoting yourself, It is a paraphernalia for lost and desperate souls.

Really, this isn't dignified.

Regression, delusion, denial.

Remember Brownsville?

Remember this game's about trust...

Right in the back of the jar.

Right, McAvoy from West Texas. We're from West Texas.

Romeo broke two.

Romeo is your swing doctor, I'll be your head doctor.

Romeo, shut up.

Romeo, that idea has promise.

Romeo, you dance?

Romes, you come back!

Roy McAvoy has banked his third shot at the second hole...

Roy McAvoy has his signature...

Roy McAvoy, after a par at 17. An eagle to shoot 60...

Roy McAvoy's second shot...

Roy! For God's sakes I wasn't being literal!

Says it's a head thing.

Sculled the 8. Fatted the 9.

Set up to the ball.

She doesn't know you live here.

She knows I'm not taking her to no Doral...

She must think I'm a nothing.

She'll think, You're wonderful, Roy.

She's been here a while.

She's my shrink.

Shit, I still can't make myself do it.

Shit, I'm twice as sensitive as he is. I mean, I...

Shit, it's buried.

Should have set an alarm.

Should I hit the big dog or the 2?

Should've stayed in real estate.

Show a little warmth.

Shut up and hit the ball!

Simms, from the rough.

Since you're the authority, teach me what I ain't...

Smell of leather, a whip's sting.

Snapped them in two.

Sneak a few in the bag.

So dump that phony bastard you're with and come to the Open in my corner.

So how do I do it?

So I'm going to go out tomorrow and try to make some good swings.

So maybe it's something you said...

So while I subtly enhance your technical prospects...

So, birdie wins it.

So, the oil man in Dallas or Houston, I don't know where he was from.

So, your speeches about swimming across shark infested waters...

Soliciting shot selection advice is a 2 stroke penalty.

Some of this shit might actually work, you know.

Some say it's the easiest way to play in the winds of west Texas...

Some side action.

Somebody tackle him.

Someone tell him he doesn't have to hit it from there.

Something about floating through the universe.

Something about that chick.

Something like that.

Something's terribly wrong!

Something's wrong.

Sometimes power is good enough to win.

Son goes into the operating room, all right?

Son of a bitch.

Star pitcher had a curve.

Stay out of the rough. I recommend...

Stripper ex girlfriend laying across from us.

Such a loser, a lousy driving range pro, living in a Winnebago.

Suddenly, par's a hell of a number to me.

Suppose there's a guy and he's standing on the shore of a river...

Sure, I always got time for my fans, darling.

Take a drop, we'll make par, we'll tie.

Take a hike. The loop's over.

Take it and show me what a golf pro does.

Take this tee...

Take your drop.

Take your jacket off.

Take your pinche color coordinated sponsored chingada and...

Takes about 2 ounces of brains to figure it out.

Team thought Tin Cup was a whole lot better than Clank.

Tempo is all, perfection unattainable, as at the top of the swing...

Tempo's everything.

Thank you very much.

Thank you, boys.

Thanks to you, my partner's in his pocket.

That ain't a chili dipper.

That ball must have gone 220.

That birdie by Peter Jacobsen forged a tie...

That don't fit.

That human frailty you blather about.

That is just inexperience, just pure and simple.

That is what I'm referring to.

That little pink fag ball supposed to intimidate me?

That means maybe some other night.

That perfection is unattainable.

That puts Jacobsen into a tie at 7, guys.

That should cover it.

That Tin Cup guy is one shot back. Let's keep abreast of that.

That was a 12. That was a 12.

That was incredible! That was the shot of the tournament!

That way I get home in 2. That way I'm putting for eagle.

That'd make an issue out of something that's not an issue.

That's 'cause you think of it as transportation.

That's a good solid shot leaving him about 12 feet away for par.

That's a hell of an idea!

That's a pretty girl to have such an ugly swing.

That's all right.

That's an avalanche of strokes.

That's enough, Roy.

That's fine, I'm not that fucked up.

That's his best side.

That's impressive.

That's Johnny Miller.

That's none of your business.

That's not a good idea.

That's not the point, is it?

That's not what I was talking about, you know where we stopped.

That's Romeo's department.

That's the patient exit room.

That's what I think.

That's what we do.

That's where it is.

That's where you come in.

The 7:08 pairing...

The Anti Christ shoots 67.

The bag's lighter. You happy?

The bottom, just, boom, fell right out of the market so I needed a new gig.

The course is drying up. In case you're just joining us...

The cover or nothing.

The doctor's a woman.

The doctor's a woman.

The doctor's the son's mother.

The driver's known as the big dog.

The final tour qualifying round?

The golf ball pendulum thing.

The hands unite to form a single unit by the simple overlap of the...

The last thing he needs right now is an excuse to go for the green.

The little quitter.

The mental game. La cabeza, you don't got it.

The piranha, the immortality, all that bullshit?

The reverse C of the Golden Bear...

The single round record in Open history is in jeopardy because of McAvoy.

The Sports Machine brings you a bizarre incident...

The sun's struggling to appear.

The thing to do is tune out the gallery saying go for it.

The tractor kid gets 5 bucks an hour.

The tractor kid gets four.

The U.S. Open? The biggest golf tournament in the world?

The whole thing's inspired me to get here and caused me to get the shanks...

Them signs are at least 30 yards further.

Then condos in Corpus Christi.

Then I wouldn't see you.

Then let's tee it up.

Then the follow through to finish...

Therapist laughs at the patient?

Therapy, I mean. How do I start doing it?

There is no catch.

There must be some truth to the golf swing illustrated here...

There ought to be.

There's a glitch in my swing.

There's a little situation I'm dealing with the IRS.

There's a lot of head cases out there.

There's a lot of triple bogies waiting to grab your white ass.

There's a rumor Earl does.

There's an easy way to figure this out.

There's nothing to celebrate. Besides, these are my people.

There's only one other acceptable theory about how to hit the ball.

There's something to this hat.

These are technical golf terms.

These people didn't pay 30 bucks to see a tour star lay up on a short par 5.

These two homeboys will show the world what golf in Texas is about!

They all must catch him.

They bugging you?

They can't ask you if you're a garbage man or a...

They look just like they do on TV.

They want you for USA Weekend. We're saying it's the cover or no go.

They'll forget all about the Winnebago you lost to me.

Think clean thoughts.

Third in the group, playing out Roy McAvoy.

This ain't long division.

This extraordinary Roy McAvoy, he just won't go away.

This guy off the street can kick your ass at golf anytime.

This has a chance.

This has a chance. I think he's done it.

This humble pro from Salome, wherever that is.

This impending disaster's a driving range pro.

This is a family riddle.

This is a moment.

This is for par.

This is for Venturi up in the booth thinking I should lay up.

This is how you think you'll settle up?

This is just guy stuff.

This is my quest!

This is my stand for the guys who've had their...

This is promising.

This is the choice it comes down to, this is our immortality.

This is the last ball in the bag. This gets wet, we're disqualified.

This is the stuff of legend, I would say.

This is therapy, Roy.

This is why we broke up. He always went for it.

This man still has a lot of great golf shots in his system.

This putt he's studied from every angle and I'm sure he knows...

This session is over. I have someone coming soon. Leave.

This stuff cost me over $200.

This time'll be different.

Those risks you love to take on the golf course you talk so poetically about.

Tin Cup around?

Tin Cup can do it. I seen him do it lots of times.

To stand around and hit golf balls...

To the gods that he is fallible.

To the quitter.

Tried to hit the same impossible cut 3 wood into the wind.

Trouble back there.

Try aiming left.

Try backing up and giving me just a little room.

Turn the hat backwards.

Turn your hat around. Do it, Roy!

Two ambulances come...

Unbelievable he's going for it 4 days in a row.

Unconsciously, I don't have a clue what I'm talking about.

Usually I can bullshit people, but not you.

Waggle it and let the big dog eat.

Way I'm swinging today, nothing bugs me except insufficient applause.

We almost missed the starting time getting you off the floor.

We are. But I got 5 1. I think they're good odds.

We could still have a playoff.

We do big and bold, colorful hair, lots of it. Look at me.

We don't see this everyday.

We go way back.

We ought to have a camera on Simms.

We swipe enough free shit, we may pay for this fiasco.

We'll just call this Roy's mental preparation for the U.S. Opening.

We'll take our drop, tie...

We're going to pay it, don't worry.

We're playing Cottonwood, where you once shot a 59.

We're sleeping together, so I can't be.

We're talking about you and your inner demons.

We've been on a bus 2 days.

We've just heard Roy McAvoy has taken a disastrous double bogey...

We've seen this position before.

Weight shifts to the left pulled by the powers in the earth...

Welcome everyone, Jim Nantz with Ken Venturi.

Well, ex shrink.

Well, I missed a 4 foot putt on 18...

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

Well, it's a waste of money.

Well, Jim, I must tell you...

Well, not at the moment, but just listen to me.

Well, put her there, partner!

Well, so am I. I mean, hell...

Well, that's just great.

Well, that's okay. You'll have to lay up then.

Well, what the hell?

Well, yeah, yeah, I love you too, goddamn it.

Well, you know I... This game is about...

What a tough shot.

What about my money?

What about that bunker shot on 18 which to my recollection was a 7 iron.

What about the river?

What do you get?

What do you think my best shot was? The 7 iron on 12?

What do you think you look like shooting chili peppers up Janzen's ass?

What do you want?

What does he know? He only won this tournament before you were born.

What for? You never listen to me.

What in the world would I want with your stupid driving range?

What Is The Golf Swing, by Roy McAvoy?

What kind of saddle?

What the hell is he doing?

What the hell was I thinking?

What was he thinking about?

What, are you going to lay up the way you did in the Masters?

What, you didn't fall in love with Earl to be your caddy.

What'll you do?

What's he doing?

What's he doing? All he'd have to do is walk up there and take a drop.

What's the catch?

What's the catch?

What's the game?

What's the other theory?

What's unfinished?

What's your guess?

Whatever you think of me, you should know he hates old people...

When a defining moment comes along, you define the moment...

When do I tee off?

When I was with Earl, I was thinking of you.

When you go down, you go down in flames.

Whenever anybody says they're with a really good person...

Where does he get his name from is what I want to know.

Where the rough is deep, the greens slick, and the nerves shattered.

Where you can still shoot a 65 in your sleep.

Who wants to bet I can't par with a 7 iron?

Whoa, whoa, wait a minute there, Roy.

Whoever hits the longest.

Why are you here?

Why do men insist on measuring their dicks?

Why don't you just have a seat right there.

Why must you use all the psychological language?

Will you shut up? Get down.

Winner, winner, chicken dinner!

Wise ass. Show me. Just go ahead.

With me, surrounded by all these guys snoring.

With your game you could go back to the qualifying school and go out on tour.

Would it be inappropriate if I asked Lee Janzen for his autograph?

Would you give our grandson an autograph?

Would your advice have been different?

Yeah, don't forget dogs.

Yeah, kind of a semi platonic little...

Yeah, maybe it was. Thanks, amigo.

Yeah, that's exactly right. That's the question, Why?

Yeah, the old Antichrist had a hot putter today.

Yeah, we'll take the job.

Yeah, wherever.

Yeah, you, come here. Come here.

Yeah? My inner child needs a spanking?

Yeah. It's not as romantic when you're actually with one, trust me.

Yes, as much as Earl.

Yes, it will, Roy.

Yes, that's why I love it.

You ain't got no 400 bucks.

You and me at Cottonwood?

You are having a bad week.

You are who she thinks you are, man!

You can decide. But the point is...

You can do it. And I'm not leaving till one of you men act in a manly fashion.

You can do it. I got a ball.

You can make that shot. Hell, I can.

You can still make a birdie laying up.

You can still make par from there.

You can't ask her advice about the woman you're trying to hose.

You can't fire me.

You can't throw that dog leg with a 3 wood.

You complaining again? Is that what I hear?

You could go out and win the U.S. Open. That'd impress her.

You derelicts know what time it is?

You did what I said...

You didn't have to do that.

You don't handle hooch like you used to.

You don't have any inner demons. You have inner crapola.

You don't have the money to get your golf clubs out of hock.

You don't love me?

You don't need an eagle to qualify.

You don't need an eagle to win. Birdie wins, par ties.

You don't need any money to pay me! We'll trade services.

You don't think I can?

You don't try to fix men, I hope. Men cannot be fixed, especially him.

You don't understand.

You don't understand.

You drive for show and you putt for dough, big mouth.

You ever hear of this McAvoy guy?

You ever tango?

You failed miserably.

You finally pulled it off...

You get mean, then petty.

You going to drag your ass home with an 83?

You got a beautiful swing.

You got a tight par 5 here...

You got the shot, pods.

You gotta be conservative, you gotta think to shot out.

You guys are really being childish.

You had the same shot yesterday on 18 without a headwind.

You have extra large huevos.

You have moments, Roy.

You hit that shot, keep walking.

You hit the shot that took you out of the money.

You in a hurry, or what?

You just must get through a local and sectional qualifier, then like...

You just said yourself you're a crumby shrink.

You just saw the greatest round in U.S. Open history.

You just threw that in the spa.

You know what I think? She's got you by the huevos.

You know what? I've got a little extra cash...

You know, someone said...

You know, the U.S. Open is it for us.

You know, this is without a doubt the stupidest, silliest...

You learned a little discipline, some self control.

You look lovely tonight.

You mean blow up, don't you, sport? You always do.

You mean my managerial salary?

You might try being saddled.

You might want to make plane reservations soon, the way you're hitting.

You must actually let go of the money in order for it to be a bet.

You need to apply those risks to your personal life as passionately.

You need to make an appointment because I have a client in half an hour.

You never know.

You or me, Dave?

You owe me $12,000.

You play better.

You ride her until she bucks you...

You said a virus.

You said to call if something came up that confused me...

You should take me home.

You should work on your short game but...

You should've been there.

You still owe me 2.

You sure did. It was the greatest 12 of all time.

You talk like a golfer.

You tell him that.

You tell me which ones are my moments and I'll duplicate them.

You tell Tin Cup that I'm in town for my big charity Best Ball Tournament.

You the man, Cup.

You the man, Roy. You the man.

You think a guy like me bothers to worry about the percentages?

You think I learned anything?

You want a hint?

You want to bet?

You went for the green on 18 today. Do you think that cost you?

You won't listen to me, will you?

You'd bury yourself alive to prove you could handle a shovel.

You'll be fine.

You'll get the riddle.

You'll have no trouble telling her you can't teach her until after the Open.

You'll have to muscle up to get it out there, give it the old...

You're a head case. You always have been, always will be.

You're a smart woman, for chrissakes.

You're awfully judgmental.

You're back whining, pissing, moaning. You're back.

You're chock full of bullshit.

You're getting defensive, and I want you to just tell me why you're here.

You're going to be fine. Take a deep breath.

You're going to make me feel lousy?

You're going to play me for $400 with those?

You're humble now, homes.

You're looking like a fool, hitting the ball pure and simple...

You're making me nervous.

You're not thinking.

You're right, Roy! Just knock it on! Let her rip!

You're Roy McAvoy?

You're still in the exit room.

You're supposed to be pros!

You're the man.

You're the man. Shut him up.

You're the Mexican Mac O'Grady. Figure out why I'm shanking.

You're Tin Cup?

You're trying to wring the club's neck.

You're using them on your first lesson.

You're with the wrong guy.

You've come for therapy? Okay, look.

Your 7 iron, Roy.

Your boyfriend's a golfer.

Your brain was getting in the way.

Your job is to teach me patience and humility. Don't advise me on love life.

10 under par for McAvoy!

12 smackeroos. Where is it?

13 years in the driving range.

13 years on the tour, you're still a pussy.

30 yards of bar and grill, then must go through the doors, over umbrellas...

230 to carry, and the tour stars...

A little thin. A little fucking thin.

A what? Mulligan.

But not now! Now!

Can I have your autograph. No problem. To who?

David, you got a minute? Not right now.

Don't do this. I've hit flies with the 4.

Don't worry. Everyone's watching.

Get it down. That's in 4 hours.

Gets his name in the papers. Let me just finish.

Great shot. Thanks for the glove.

He's crazy. So are you.

How are you? How are you?

How much we got to lose? Want to liven things up?

I can make that shot! I know!

I can make that shot! I know!

I didn't come here to play for second. Simms'll always be second.

I didn't leave it out. Well, I didn't.

I do. Watch the road.

I know a spot that's great for sunsets. I bet you do.

I want to win my own tournament. I bet you do.

I was playing to win. 5 in a row, out of bounds.

Jacobsen's laying up. Took out an iron.

Jesus. Not all of them.

Little town, west Texas. It hasn't been discovered yet.

No mistakes wins the Open. I want the course record.

Now what? Shoot.

Right. I promise.

That's 227. Take your time.

That's good. No, I'm sorry.

There. What is this?

This is Doreen. Hi, how are you?

This is metal. All woods are.

Unbelievable! Jesus Christ!

What a nice guy. Did you get his autograph?

What do you mean? It's open.

When you're not supinating. I'm clearing too early, too late.

Who hit that shot?! Yeah, who hit it?

You all right? Aw, shit.

You're losing it. I have lost it.

...12 grand, more or less.

...83 he buried himself under today.

...a ball in a hole.

...a couple of old shoes?

...all you must do is walk up to this woman, look her in the eye...

...although no one has knocked it onto the green in 2 here today.

...and 3 men all battling to be crowned the Open champion.

...and a pre paid membership in Salome Chamber of Commerce.

...and add a golf theme, then, Romeo...

...and don't try to be cool, just be honest and take a risk.

...and down through contact...

...and drilled a 240 yard shot over water to the 16th green...

...and get up and down for par.

...and getting in a contest with your caddy.

...and got it on the green, somehow, in three.

...and hit it up the fairway.

...and how to drop that horse's ass boyfriend of yours.

...and I can't get time off work to do it.

...and I poured cold water over your efforts. I didn't get it.

...and I'm smitten with you more every day I think of you and...

...and if we have a future...

...and letting go.

...and make that pelican right there fly off its post.

...and never will be.

...and no one gets the riddle, I get the pot.

...and overcoming that crap.

...and river's full of piranhas, alligators, eddies, shit like that.

...and shrinks need shrinks... But, it happened. You said it would.

...and stick it...

...and take a flying fuck on the... No, I got it.

...and tapped it in for a crowd pleasing 13.

...and that tuning fork rings in your loins...

...and they take the man and his son to different hospitals.

...and touch...

...and win the playoff.

...and win the playoff.

...and with his short game...

...any golf club.

...are about your golf game and not about your personal life?

...as comfortable together as...

...as I blow by.

...at 7 under with David Simms.

...at 8 under par...

...at the charity golf event with tour star David Simms.

...at the second hole has gone deep into the woods.

...behind your left ear.

...between the trees, off a water closet, or loo, as you might call it...

...but he's a rich, happy soulless robot with a beautiful doctor lady girlfriend.

...but here he is, going ten under, if he makes it.

...but I have hours to keep.

...but I'll see you later.

...but is now making U.S. Open history.

...but the body, which turns away from the target,

...but they'll remember your 12!

...can a great ball striker like you...

...children, dogs...

...club head, okay?

...collecting a few dollars for beer when you're capable of much more?

...conservative.

...David Simms is tied for the lead at 5 under par with Peter Jacobsen.

...don't move...

...Doral or Colonial or AT&T, they can't keep you out.

...eating sausage...

...every finishing position is unique.

...fill of soulless robots like David Simms.

...for massages and mimosas all weekend.

...force a playoff with Jacobsen and get out of here.

...from Salami, Texas, Mr. Roy McAvoy.

...from the mental aspect, which is my domain...

...from the moment you came here wearing this stupid shit.

...golf and sex are the only things you don't have to be good at to enjoy.

...grabbed the 3 wood out of his own bag...

...he could make birdie.

...he's a hell of a ball striker.

...He's a very good person and he's there for me thing.

...he's disqualified.

...he's kind of cute. He's cute.

...he's supposed to learn something.

...hitting his 8th shot.

...Hogan or Sneed.

...horseshit in staggering amounts.

...I am your Juliet.

...I can help you through the qualifying.

...I didn't expect to go out there right out and shoot a 67.

...I didn't know it was that kind.

...I knew I was through with bar girls and strippers and...

...I love old Earl, but...

...I used to play pretty good.

...I win and y'all don't agree that it was an easy riddle, then...

...I'd still hit that shot.

...I'll do well and...

...I'll refund your money.

...if a camera's not on him he treats old people and kids like dirt.

...if you wouldn't mind...

...in a feeble and transparent effort to do yourself credit.

...include kicking a man when he's down?

...inner child trying to get out.

...is the first round leader at the U.S. Open after a brilliant 67.

...it means they're about to leave them.

...let the big dog eat.

...letting go at the same time.

...little, small, innocent kind of...

...making $7 an hour in some driving range.

...manage to put up an 83?

...moderately attracted to me.

...most idiotic, grotesquely masquerading game ever invented.

...most women I'm thinking about how to get into their pants, with you...

...native ability.

...nature kind of thing.

...one swing...

...or don't ride at all.

...or she's sexy.

...or that she can dance...

...or the moment defines you.

...or you'll get slaughtered.

...paying me in cash?

...paying me in cash?

...privilege in regard to this outfit?

...rise to the challenge?

...Roy can hit the ball through the bar, out the patio, into the river...

...same time next week?

...semi platonic, Roy.

...serving as a caddy to David Simms at the celebrity event...

...shifting weight to the right side without shifting balance.

...so can you break down into words how you did that?

...so what about dinner and we can talk about us...

...some say it's because I never finished anything in my life.

...steroid jerk!

...striking the ball crisply...

...such a pure feeling is the well struck golf shot.

...take crazy risks I never thought were possible.

...the all time Open round record.

...the club head is led back, pulled into position not by the hands,

...the Danube...

...the fact you know I'm full of crapola makes you more attractive to me.

...the Mississippi, the Rio Grande...

...the most democratic golf tournament in the world.

...the pursuit of destiny isn't something...

...the steelworkers' power and the brawn of Carl Sandburg's...

...then carry 30 yards of river.

...then maybe I wouldn't be such a nasty boss.

...then why are you, at your age, out here in the sticks...

...there's a hesitation, a little nod to the gods.

...these issues would be in the open.

...things have officially changed here.

...thinking about getting into your heart.

...this air brain out of nowhere.

...this Roy McAvoy, this Tin Cup this empty cup...

...through the door, over the patio into the river.

...ties and renting golf carts the rest of his life.

...to bet on which crow'll fly off first.

...to get back.

...to open his final round here.

...to return your car.

...tradition and integrity and honor.

...unattainable.

...was a defining moment.

...we could kiss...

...we're not going out.

...what would possess a guy to swim for it?

...when you first started talking I was smitten with you...

...when you're not breaking for beers or to gather the guys up...

...where driving range pro Tin Cup McAvoy...

...where we won all them titles together.

...which would humiliate me in front of a billion people in a game...

...while I do appreciate your poetic sensibility, Mr. McAvoy...

...who drinks too much booze, eats too few vegetables, okay?

...who has spent most of his life in the woods and in darkness.

...who shot an opening round 83 yesterday...

...why don't we go somewhere a little fancy and celebrate?

...why don't you tell me about your personal life.

...will keep you from blowing up in the Open.

...with an elite field of players...

...with an ex girlfriend who is also a stripper. You broke that rule.

...with out of bounds on the left. The 2 iron seems best.

...you better play with control...

...you can't just listen to your heart, but also to your brain.

...you can't make a mistake.

...you need to get off a $7 per hour job to do.

...you're all fucking nuts.

...you're looking particularly lovely tonight.

...you've regressed.

'Cause I got a riddle.

'Cause you get that look on your face.

'Cause your ass is fired.

$2 on the June bug.

$50 says I knock it on with a 7 iron.

Tin Cup (1996)
Tin Cup is a captivating sports comedy film released in 1996, directed by Ron Shelton. This underdog tale centers around Roy "Tin Cup" McAvoy, played by Kevin Costner, a talented golf instructor living in a Texas backwater town. When his former flame, Dr. Molly Griswold (Rene Russo), seeks his assistance to improve her golf swing, Cup is faced with the opportunity to qualify for the U.S. Open and win her heart. To immerse yourself in the sounds of this remarkable cinematic creation, you can play and download the original soundtrack here.
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