The Hawk (2026) s01e05 Episode Script

[twangy notes rise and fall]
[hawk screeching]
[desolate atmospheric music plays]
[flies buzzing]
It's gonna be the manifold. I knew it.
I should have checked the manifold.
Goddamn manifold, right?
You don't know shit about engines.
It's the belt.
Well, the belt's connected
to the manifold, so…
Stop it, all right?
It is a belt. It is a serpentine belt.
Oh, serpentine belt.
I saw an auto parts shop
before we got on the road.
I can fix it,
but it'll take like half a day.
Okay, well, how far away
is the golf course?
I don't know, 20, 30 miles.
You know, I got this.
I'm gonna hitch.
I've hitched to many a tournament.
- You're gonna hitchhike?
- Yeah, why not?
Who's gonna stop
for a creepy old guy in golf shoes?
Know what? I'll see you this afternoon.
All right.
- You're gonna get killed.
- [Lonnie] If I do, you can have the bus.
It'll be like two serial killers who
troll the highways looking for drifters.
They're gonna turn your face into a mask
and rob banks with it.
It'll be Lonnie Hawkins
on wanted posters everywhere.
But it won't be you.
'Cause you'll be cut up into a dumpster
behind a truck stop somewhere.
What did I tell you? Huh?
Look, huh? Duh!
Un-fucking-believable.
- They call him the Hawk ♪
- Hawk! ♪
He's a golfer ♪
The greatest golfer in the world! ♪
- Oof! That was gonna be a long walk.
- [laughs]
I got a golf tournament in Los Angeles,
so I really appreciate it.
That's where I'm headed.
I'm… I'm a PGA Tour player.
You may have recognized me.
Uh, Lonnie "The Hawk" Hawkins.
Oh, where's my visor?
I heard of you.
[calm music on car stereo]
Good. Well, good.
That's nice.
- That girl back there…
- Yeah.
She your girlfriend?
- Her?
- Yeah.
No, no, no. She's my caddie.
- Oh, your caddie.
- Yeah.
Do you fuck her?
[unsettling music rises]
I'm sorry?
No. What?
- No?
- Uh-uh. No.
[eerie tones warbling]
Do you want to?
[tense tones rise steadily]
[distorted sinister laughter]
Are you gonna cut my face off
and make a mask out of it?
[dramatic stinger]
[Lance] You see this shit?
Golf Digest. Really?
Unbelievable.
Oh God.
They're just trying to stir up
some big underdog story.
- Don't let it bother you.
- How am I supposed to do that?
You see the pairings for Thursday?
They put us in the same group.
He's not even ranked in the top 500.
Honey, stop. It's just for TV.
[grunts] I just need to break something.
- I need to break something.
- Hey, Lance, whoa!
[grumbling]
Whoa. Let's try some manifesting.
Um… stupid.
I can't "manifest" him
out of the tournament.
- Come on.
- Okay.
I gotta get in some ice!
Hey.
What?
Where did you go last night?
What are you talking about?
- I was with you at the engagement thing.
- I know, but after, when we got back home.
I told you, I had to, uh, hit the range.
Okay, well, I just saw you looking at
your phone, and then I saw you leave, so…
Are you having an affair?
Be honest.
An affair? Are you… What, are you crazy?
- No, I don't know.
- Come on.
You've been acting
really strange, and closed off, and…
Don't do this right now. I have to focus.
You know how hard golf is at this level?
It's not some fucking bank job.
And you're coming in
accusing me of having an affair?
Are you having an affair?
Look, I'm so sorry.
I'm just stressed.
Now I… I love you so much.
I wish I could stay here with you all day.
You look so fucking sexy in your little
jammies right now, but I just, I can't.
I got a practice round at 2:00.
I gotta jump in some ice.
Oh, and Nat?
- You look great.
- Great. [light chuckle]
[grunts]
[lively music playing]
[Anton] Look at this shit.
Is that Lonnie Hawkins?
I thought he was retired.
Does that look retired to you?
He looks old.
Oh, not like you remember him?
Now, Anton, I thought we were done
talking about that a long time ago.
I just get so mad when I think about
his hands on your voluptuous titties.
Well, then don't.
Him undulating all over you
like a wild hog on a deer carcass?
Okay, he didn't undulate… that much.
And it was over 15 years ago.
You need to get over it.
Okay, I know. I know.
I'm just so steaming mad!
- I mean, look at me. I'm a wonderful guy.
- Mm-hmm.
There are those who want me to be
the next PGA Tour commissioner.
You have to be.
And then along comes
this walking bag of burps and farts,
and suddenly everybody
ejaculates in their pants.
Why don't you kick him out of the Tour?
You're on the board.
I can't. He is back up fair and square.
- I feel so weak in my bones.
- Mmm.
I'm gonna go check on my beehives.
Okay.
Do you want me to have Selma
draw you a warm bath?
Yes, I do.
[softly] Okay.
[yelling] Selma!
- Selma!
- [yelps]
[Stacy] Can you believe this shit?
What, dear?
This, my husband.
Dirtbag of the century
on the cover of Golf Digest.
Whoo.
Well, looky there.
I have been trying so hard to get Lance
on the cover of this magazine,
and this shithole walks out of a dump,
and there he is, taking up space.
Well, Lance was
in the magazine last month.
Ten best players to watch?
That doesn't mean shit.
Is this about Teed Off?
No, this is about
the mental health of my son.
You sure about that?
- What are you getting at, Radford?
- Jessalynn Siwa.
- What?
- JoJo's mom.
Who?
JoJo Siwa, the adorable
little muffin on Dance Moms.
- I don't even know what that is.
- [gasps]
I don't really care about what they say
I'mma come back like a boomerang ♪
- The hell's that?
- You have to listen to that.
- That is like the greatest song ever.
- Never heard it.
Never mind, listen.
I'm not saying… this is you, dear.
But some people… and not everyone…
but some people thought
that Jessalynn Siwa, JoJo Siwa's mom,
pushed her daughter,
and used her fame to enrich her own self.
- Excuse me?
- Not saying she was you.
- Sounds like it.
- Well… no.
It only sounds like it
'cause you're hearing that.
Now, listen, it's a different situation.
Lance is grown
and he can do whatever he wants.
That's right, he can.
So it's very different.
- And no one is like JoJo Siwa--
- Radford, let me-- Radford?
Yes?
Let me ask you a question.
Have you ever been a mother?
- You know I don't have children.
- Have you ever been a mother?
No, I have not.
Listen to me, I don't know this
Jessalynn woman or her child JoJo, okay?
But maybe, as a mother,
she knew something about her child
that no one else in the world
could know, okay? You with me?
Maybe she knew that her daughter
needed to be pushed.
Pushed by someone who cared.
And if she wasn't pushing,
that child would crack up faster
than plates at a Greek… wedding.
And you always use
the Greek wedding analogy.
And you know what?
It works, and you're right.
- Thank you.
- You're always right.
Well, listen,
what's best for Lance is best for me.
And right now, I have someone
pissing on my parade.
I just think you should
back off Natalie is all.
- No, I'm talking about this asshole.
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Just be careful, that's all.
Now I may not have been a father,
but I was a son. [chuckles]
And fathers and sons have been
confounding mankind since Sophocles.
- Mmm…
- You're walking a razor's edge there.
I've been walking on that edge
my whole life.
[intriguing music playing]
Well, thank you for not
cutting my face off. [chuckles]
Hope you have a great day.
You have a great day as well.
Oh, please. Please don't.
Easy, son.
Easy.
I just want you to have
this jar of pickles I made.
Oh.
You're all right in my book.
All right, well… thank you.
Hey.
Play it as it lies, Lonnie Hawkins.
Play it as it lies.
Right.
[funky upbeat instrumental playing]
[engine revs]
[tires squealing]
I ran this through the belt path.
It looks like I need a 72.42.
You know the make of the car?
Do you have a 72.42?
Ma'am, you can't just put
any belt on a car.
You gotta know the make
and the model of the vehicle.
I'm sorry. [sighs, groans]
I should have said from the get-go,
my brother, who's a mechanic,
he would like
a 72.42 Goodyear serpentine belt.
- You got it.
- Okay, thank you.
[sighs]
I know who you are.
- Are you a cop?
- [chuckles] Funny, cop.
No, you're Lonnie Hawkins' caddie.
Uh… yeah, I am.
I'm in town, uh,
for the tournament tomorrow.
I can't wait to see
the Hawk hit again. Unh!
So cool. What a story, right?
Oh yeah, he's gonna… he's gonna crush.
And, um, I'll be with him the whole way.
Hey, would it be rude, uh…
could I just do a quick picture with you?
- With me?
- Yeah.
Um… uh…
- Sure.
- So great. Lonnie Hawkins' caddie.
On three, say "Hawk."
One, two, three.
- Hawk!
- Hawk!
- Let's get another one.
- All right.
I'm gonna do a sexy face
'cause my friends will love it.
- Hey!
- Whoo!
[breezy upbeat music playing]
[loudly] Three-time major winner,
former world number one
from Yuba City, California,
Lonnie Hawkins, checking in.
[light cheers]
I have your credentials here, Mr. Hawkins.
Good to have you back.
- Well, thank you. Did you miss me?
- [laughs] Oh yeah.
I figured I'd show some of these hacks
how to play golf, huh?
[all chuckling]
Well, shit. I guess they'll let anybody
into the PGA Tour nowadays, huh?
[chuckles] I'm just busting balls.
Hey, had a great time
at Lance's engagement party.
You, uh… [chuckles]
You sure know
how to make an entrance, huh?
Well, I had to be there for Lance.
Family, that's all that matters
in the end.
Yeah, I'm always saying that.
Family.
Anyhow, I see you got
your jar of pickles with you.
You gonna make us all a Reuben sandwich?
- I like mine on rye bread, all right?
- I'm not good at making sandwiches.
- Right this way, Mr. Fisk.
- Thanks, cutie. Here you go.
Come on, walk with me. You're not gonna
carry that thing yourself, are you?
- No.
- Huh.
Don't tell me you brought that girl,
the one with the leather outfit
and the old high tops up with you, huh?
- Is that what you did?
- Yeah.
Where'd you get that thing?
Oh yeah, Walmart, I think I read.
Hey, look at these little Goldens.
Well, I guess if you can buy a gun
and a waterbed at Walmart,
they'll have caddies too, right?
[crowd laughing]
[Lonnie chuckles weakly]
Was she, uh… was she at least on sale?
Hey, joke's on you. Walmart doesn't need
sales with such everyday low prices.
- [crowd groaning]
- [scattered chuckles]
Well, to each his own. To each his own.
I hope you can stick around, Lonnie,
'cause the game up here,
it's changed a lot.
Looks like golf to me
whenever I see it on TV.
No, shit, these kids,
they're playing a whole new game.
I mean, it's all cardio and kettlebells.
It's not Ketel One
and smoking heaters like the old days.
Even I've had to adapt,
and I'm nowhere near as old as you are.
Hey, did you hear they got you, me,
and Lance in the same pairing tomorrow?
Did you hear that?
TV sets are gonna blow up.
- [unconvincingly] I did! Yeah, I did.
- [laughs]
Right, so get ready.
- "Get ready"?
- Get ready.
No, I heard you. "Get ready," that's it?
- Did I stutter?
- Yeah, you've been stuttering.
You sound like a broken
Rain Bird sprinkler. You're like…
[speaking gibberish]
No, that would be…
Da-da-da-da-da.
Tha-tha-tha-tha-tha-tha-tha.
Da-da-da-da. Tha-tha-tha-tha-tha.
I like it. You still got it. Whoa…
I don't know where you been,
but you ain't missed any meals.
- Huh? All right, see you tomorrow.
- Back off.
Be cool.
[laughing] Hey, how y'all doing?
I wanna get a round
for everybody at the bar on Golden Fisk,
2010 US Open champion.
- [man] Good luck!
- Thank you.
- Go, Hawk!
- [chuckles]
Just these guys, bro.
All right.
Get in. I'll give you a ride.
[sighs]
I'd rather walk.
Get in, Sam.
[exhales heavily]
I got a good thing going here, all right?
I'm respected, I'm making money.
That golfer guy, he's on a run.
Do you know what a run is?
I do not, but I like him, all right?
He's not a pervert.
- I was gonna kill him.
- What?
I thought he might be
shacking up with you.
Dad!
- I am a lesbian!
- Well, I don't know!
The kids today, they change their sex
back and forth, back and forth,
fucking whoever they want.
Well, I'm telling you,
this guy and I, we connect.
We have fun.
I could get a new life,
one that I'm proud of.
But this Vegas thing…
- Oh God.
- No, just hear me out now.
Look, it's big. Some high-stakes,
secret-ass poker game.
- The money's just sitting there.
- Dad, I can't, all right?
It's not in me.
Okay, champ.
But you owe me still.
[sighs]
I know, and I will honor the code.
Are we good?
Yeah, we're good.
- Good. All right.
- Listen to this, though.
- [engine revs]
- Come on.
- Yeah.
- Come on!
- It sounds stolen.
- [laughs]
[tires squealing]
[engine revving]
Jerry, I need two hours
on the table today,
and I'm supposed to be
front-loading protein.
You gotta listen to my body here, Jerry.
I'm on it, buddy.
I'm just pulling up to the clubhouse now.
You at the range?
No, I'm…
fucking stuck in line at Starbucks.
I said grande!
Classic.
Hey, I need a quick loaner.
I'd pull it out of my own account,
but I think Nat's got my passwords.
Yeah, I got you, bro. How much?
I don't know. Just like a quick 50.
50K.
I'll get you back on Sunday.
I'll get us a top ten finish for sure.
Probably better.
Yes, buddy, of course.
- I got you, no problem.
- Okay, cool, cool.
- I'll meet you at the gym.
- [line beeps]
- Hey.
- [Natalie] Hey.
What's up?
I'm sorry about earlier.
Just didn't mean to come at you like that.
I'm really sorry.
- Uh…
- Erased from my mind.
Um, you still at the… at the hotel?
Yep, I'm just sitting by the pool.
You on the course?
Yeah. Uh-huh. At the range.
Just, just… hitting balls. [chuckles]
Uh, look, Jerry just got here.
We're gonna get a quick workout in.
- Let me call you later.
- Okay. Well, I love you, babe.
- Yeah, me too.
- [line beeps off]
- Who was that?
- Uh…
My mom.
She's always calling me.
So are we spanking or tickling today?
Shit, girl.
Surprise me. Heh.
[relaxing music plays]
- Excited to play with Lance tomorrow?
- Oh yeah, yeah, Lance is ripping it.
Yep, hope I can keep up with him.
Yeah, I haven't been playing
too bad myself.
[Lonnie] Oh, look at Arnie!
I guess they forgot to tell you
that if you mess with the Cougar,
the Cougar may bite.
- [snarls]
- I thought you were the Hawk.
Hawk, Cougar, you just don't know.
I don't even know.
Sometimes I swoop out of the air,
sometimes I jump out of the bushes.
- Either way, I go right for your neck.
- Gentlemen, it's been a pleasure.
- What's going on?
- My wife just went into labor.
- I gotta go.
- Why, Tony? She's not playing.
- [laughter]
- I gotta be there for my wife.
This makes no sense.
Lance was born during the Masters.
- No way I was walking away from that.
- Lonnie, come on, man.
Honestly, this might even be my season.
- I better let Gustavo know.
- Wait, hold up. Wha…
Is your… Your caddie's Gustavo Meyer?
That's right, since 2017.
Old Henry used to say
he's the best caddie on Tour today.
[Tony] You better believe it.
We'll see you later.
- Lonnie Hawkins?
- That's me.
You received this box at the clubhouse.
You want me to keep it here somewhere?
No, I'll take a look at what this…
Oh, hey, guys. Look at this.
Sponsorship money's starting to roll in.
You're looking at the new spokesman
for Swinglite Golf Apparel.
Isn't that a women's brand?
I don't think so, no.
I did my own deal. Why have an agent
when you can do all the work yourself?
I think I've seen that
on the ladies' tour.
They must be expanding,
because the last time I checked my pants,
I'm still a man.
- Yeah.
- [laughter]
Yeah. Hey, Liam, can you show me
where the caddies hang out?
Yeah, right over here.
["Play That Funky Music"
by Wild Cherry playing]
Yeah, hey ♪
[horn honks]
Hey, once I was a boogie singer ♪
What's up, man?
[Radford] He has a collection of essays
which I would invite you to read…
- [Radford talking indistinctly]
- [exhales deeply]
- Are you gonna go say hello to him?
- Why? I'm playing with him tomorrow.
Well, people do expect it.
Well, we just think it's best
to keep our distance.
I see. You decided that together?
[Radford] I found myself tearing
through the historical stuff, because,
well, culturally, it's important…
When I heard they made you a member
of the board, I couldn't believe it.
- Anton Floyd, PGA Tour board member?
- Mmm!
- Bet you never thought you'd see me again.
- Mmm. But here you are.
- Here I am.
- [chuckles]
How are you doing, Olivia?
Just wonderful, Lonnie.
It's great to see you again.
Great to see you too. I missed you.
How long you think you'll be up here?
Well… you know, tough to say.
I mean, I'm chasing that Grand Slam,
so… it could be years.
Well… I'd bet against that, Lonnie.
- [chuckles]
- I bet you'll choke…
- Oh!
- Like you been doing since the US Open.
…and bounce right back down
where you belong, with your people.
Who are you talking about, Anton?
Poor people? People of color?
- [chuckles] Okay, Lonnie.
- [scoffs]
But tomorrow,
we'll see how the Hawk holds up.
I'm gonna make myself
to the other side of the bar.
- I can hear the music better from there.
- Okay.
[quietly] Olivia, we should, uh,
think about having a drink sometime.
- Yeah.
- [discordant notes rise]
[baby talk] Just a…
itty-bitty little cocktail.
- [Olivia baby talking]
- You want a sip of something?
- This big.
- Tiny?
Cheers.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
- [both kissing]
- [tense notes crescendo]
- [glass shatters]
- [patrons gasping]
[quietly] Oh, damn it.
[Radford] It's called
The City and the Pillar.
It's interesting because it's very
different from Gore Vidal's later work.
- Are you familiar with his later work?
- Were you talking to us?
- I was. Yeah.
- [Natalie and Lance] Oh.
- Yeah.
- [Natalie] What's his Instagram?
[Radford] He's not on Instagram.
He's perished.
[Olivia] You're bleeding. Here, let me.
Leave it alone. It's fine.
There you are.
I've been meaning to talk to you.
Stacy Hawkins, what a delight.
I have a little bone to pick with you.
You never got back to me
about my Teed Off beverage.
We already have an official beverage.
Heck, Lonnie's such a hot shot now,
why don't you get him to help you?
[Stacy] Oh, please, that fucking asshole.
I think I hate him
more than almost anyone.
- I thought you were married.
- Oh no.
We've been estranged for almost 12 years.
If he died tomorrow,
I think I'd shit on his grave.
- [Anton] I did not know that.
- [Stacy] Yeah.
His son hates him almost as much as I do.
There is nothing
that asshole would like more
than to see me fail with my business.
As a matter of fact,
I think it would really hurt Lonnie
if my business did well.
- Really?
- Oh yes.
But, um, if you're already sponsoring
another alcoholic beverage, then…
Wait, now, hold up. Hold up.
We have something called
a vendor match program.
It was created to look like we cared
about diversity and all that gay shit,
but we do open up some space
for women every now and then.
I'm thinking a spot
near the ninth green would be great
because then all the golfers
would pass right by it.
- Just like that? No paperwork?
- You're talking to the paperwork.
[Anton chuckles]
I'd shake your hand,
but I have blood on my hands. So…
- Right.
- [chuckles]
- [camera snaps]
- There we go, hope that's good.
Thank you. You know,
we've been members here for 40 years.
- Forty years.
- Wow.
We stopped coming to tournaments,
but when we heard you were playing again,
we weren't gonna miss that.
[woman] He's just been
talking about this all day.
- Well, I can tell. Yeah.
- [chuckling]
- Oh, excuse me.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- I'm sorry, sir.
- You're not allowed in here.
- No, no, no. She's with me.
She? It's… It's a "her"?
I beg your pardon, ma'am.
That's right, you better respect
these titties, not man boobs.
Hey. What the… Where you been?
I've been looking for you all day.
The belt took longer to get back on
than I thought, but I got it,
and the bus is outside.
- Here you go.
- Oh!
- Yeah.
- Right?
- Shit, I'm thirsty.
- Yeah, okay.
God, I could drink
a swimming pool right about now.
Hey, excuse me, could I get
a double vodka with a twist?
Listen, have I got news for you.
Well, you go ahead, and then after that,
I gotta tell you something.
People have been asking me
for selfies all day.
Listen to this. You know Tony Finau?
He's one of the top guys on the Tour.
- So his wife just had a baby, right?
- Mmm.
- And because of that, he had to drop out.
- Whoa… Sure. Yeah.
Because of that, his caddie, Gustavo Meyer,
one of the top guys, became available.
- Can you believe it?
- Oh, that's cool.
Yeah, I know.
So I now have one of the top caddies
in the world. How cool is that?
Well… well, what about me?
Well, you're still my driver.
Yeah. No, it's… I mean, it's a good thing.
Yeah. I mean, I…
I can't pay you the big bucks,
but I can pay you more,
you know, 'cause now I'm back up.
So I'm not your caddie anymore?
You don't have to be.
I've got Gustavo Meyer.
[laughs weakly] Yeah.
Oh, wait, before I forget. Take my watch.
Put it on the bus 'cause I'm probably
not gonna see you tomorrow.
I hate playing with this thing on.
And tomorrow, take the tour bus,
and let's just load up
with all the regular stuff,
you know, wine… uh, milk,
dry goods, Cheez-Its, that sort of thing.
Sure. Okay.
[somber music playing]
You know what?
I'm actually not feeling good, so, um…
Yeah. Uh…
- I think I'm gonna hit it.
- But what about the selfies?
- I thought you had something to tell me.
- Nah, it's nothing. I'll catch you later.
[Lonnie] Bartender.
Nice glass of white wine down here.
[melancholy music playing]
- Keys in the car?
- Yes, thank you.
All right, enjoy your night, sir.
[engine starts]
[rock music builds]
[announcer] Introducing
the 1:15 tee time group.
- ["Step Aside" by Goodbye June playing]
- [crowd cheering]
Good luck, fellas.
- You know that's a woman's shirt?
- No, it's not.
- Yes, it is.
- No, it's not.
- [Golden] Yes, it is.
- [Lonnie] No, it isn't.
It's got darts.
What are darts?
[Golden scoffs]
[crowd chanting] Hawk! Hawk! Hawk! Hawk!
[chanting continues]
[chanting intensifies]
I'm in love ♪
With the sweet, sweet, sweet sunshine ♪
Ain't no fool ♪
And it's time for me
To take what's mine ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh ♪
["Step Aside" continues]
It's time ♪
It's mine ♪
All mine, yeah ♪
Step aside ♪
Step aside ♪
All my friends went to college ♪
Then got jobs and kids and wives ♪
But I found peace in this guitar ♪
Gonna play it till I die ♪
Still in love ♪
With that sweet, sweet, sweet sunshine ♪
Ain't no fool ♪
And it's time for me
To take what's mine ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
It's time ♪
It's mine ♪
All mine ♪
It's time ♪
It's mine ♪
- Step aside ♪
- [song ends]