Stick (2025) s02e02 Episode Script

1
"You're a loser. Degenerate. Fuckup.
Always have been, always will be."
You said that to me last year.
Come on. It was a little gamesmanship.
It was just, you know,
getting the competitive juices flowing.
Clark, you're incredible.
It takes a special kind of person,
by "special," I mean a sociopath,
to do the stuff you've done
and show up like this.
Okay, I understand.
I've been kind of an asshole in the past.
- Kind of? No. Hey. Hey, no, no, no.
- In the [stammers] I-I see that now.
Don't sell yourself short.
You're the asshole
other assholes aspire to be.
You're what I call a pure shithead.
Don't follow me.
Okay, I deserve that. I'll own it.
But that doesn't mean
this idea isn't a winner.
Yes. Me? Playing again?
No, no. Not just playing.
Winning the US Open
- at Silver Pines ten weeks from today.
- Shut the fuck up.
In case you haven't noticed,
I'm 55 years old.
- It's been a rough 55 years.
- Exactly.
55-year-old Pryce Cahill comes back
to the game he famously walked away from
to become the oldest person
in history to win a major.
It's ridiculous.
No. It-It's epic.
Jordan's return in '95? Snooze.
Foreman back in the ring
in his mid-40's? Meh.
Even Tiger's 2019 Masters
wouldn't touch this.
You'd be the sports story of the century.
Hard pass.
You still got it and you know it.
Tell me I'm wrong.
[Pryce sighs]
Good night, Clark.
Tell me I'm wrong.
[seat belt clicks]
You see?
You can't tell me I'm wrong, can you?
This is a call to adventure, Pryce.
A threshold moment.
- [engine starts]
- Do not turn your back on this.
You think if you'd been a US senator,
one of your strengths
would've been the filibuster?
- [gunshots]
- [character screams]
- [computerized voice] Kill confirmed.
- [Santi grunts]
- [Zero chuckles]
- [Santi] Yeah?
- [phone ringing]
- You keep ducking.
- [computerized voice] Kill confirmed.
- Who is that?
- It's Jeremy.
- Oh.
- What up, dude?
- [Santi] Hey, man.
Hey, Jeremy.
Yo, Zero.
Did I catch you guys at a bad time?
Nah, man. All good. What's up?
Well, what's up is
I got some high-key news for you.
I don't think you're ready
for the shit I'm about to lay down.
Wait, Clark Ross was here? In Indiana?
Yes. Shows up outta nowhere last night.
- I'm on a date, and the guy's--
- You were on a date?
Yeah, which was going pretty well,
by the way.
I was telling this great nature anecdote,
and then, boom!
Clark Ross plops down right--
- What's Clark Ross up to?
- I don't know.
He was pitching some cockamamie idea
about me playing again.
- Scares the date off.
- [Elena gasps]
- You're gonna play again?
- No, no, no.
- Cockamamie. Like crazy, ridiculous.
- Ah.
No, no, no. I don't know.
You were pretty good at the Dove.
Okay, that was a lot of luck
and three or four Amstel Lights
- and some Advil--
- Guys!
- Oh! What are you guys doing here?
- Hey!
I got an invitation to The Founders.
- What?
- [Santi laughs]
I just got an exemption
to the fucking Founders Invitational
in Los Angeles this week.
- When did this happen?
- [Mitts] Whoa.
- Just now. Jeremy just called me.
- Yeah. [chuckles]
- Jeremy?
- Uh, Jeremy Pierce.
That agent friend of mine.
Did you say yes?
No, Pryce.
I told him thanks, but no thanks.
Of course I said yes.
- [Elena chuckles]
- It's The Founders Invitational!
And they've arranged everything.
The flights and hotels.
I mean, it's all set up
for tomorrow morning.
Tomorrow? [smacks lips] That's so soon.
[Zero] Yeah,
but the tournament starts Thursday.
Can you believe it?
We're going to LA!
- [Zero exclaims]
- All right!
- Let's go!
- [Zero] Let's go, baby!
[Santi] Hollywood!
[theme song playing]
["Tomás" playing]
[music fades]
[Pryce] Oh.
- Looking solid.
- [Santi] Yeah.
[Pryce] Yes!
Now listen,
you just gotta keep your eyes open
- on number 11, okay?
- [sighs] Got it.
'Cause those bunkers are
closer to the green than they seem.
- Yeah, I know.
- And notice which way the grain's going
'cause everything's breaking
towards the ocean.
- Right, but sometimes there's like
- Hey, you guys.
You guys, if you're done,
I'm gonna go do my thing. Okay?
- Yeah, see you later.
- See you later.
- I'ma text you.
- Bye.
Watch out, everybody!
Showtime Wheeler is in Lipstick City!
What's up, bro?
What's up, bro bro?
How's the practice round?
- Killer. The course is insane.
- Yeah.
Pryce Cahill. The living legend himself.
Oh, my gosh, man. I am a huge fan.
- Jeremy Pierce.
- Hey, Jeremy.
Yeah. Uh, what you did at the Dove
- Come on, incredible.
- Yeah. [chuckles] Thank you.
Hey, dude, are you still good
for El Taco Royo?
Yeah, yeah. Okay, let me go change.
Wait, what's going on?
I was gonna go take Santi
to the best taco spot in LA.
This place is lights out, my friend.
- But what about the La Brea Tar Pits?
- Yeah.
- They got the Ice Age Exhibit.
- Yeah.
[stammers] Yeah, I wanna do that.
Pryce, it's just it's
it's my first day in LA
and I-I low-key wanna check it out.
Can we do Tar Pits later?
- Sure. Yeah. Okay.
- Yeah? Okay, cool. Thanks.
Okay. I'll meet you out front in ten?
- Bet.
- All right.
- [Pryce] Yeah, good to see you.
- Yeah, you too.
Oh, hey. Can I talk to you for a second?
Yeah, of course. What's up?
Thank you for setting all this up.
- It's really exciting.
- Of course.
And this is a big weekend,
so I really want Santi
to stay focused on what's important.
Yeah. No, I want him focused too.
I just wanted to take him
to get some tacos.
No, I know it's just some tacos.
It's more what the tacos represent
that worries me
'cause it's more than just a tasty
traditional Mexican dish, aren't they?
In this case.
Pryce [stammers] it's it's just dinner.
Yeah, but, I kinda know how this works.
Santi's a phenomenal golfer.
You're an agent.
You're doing your job.
Today it's tacos, tomorrow,
window-shopping
at the Maserati dealership.
[chuckles]
Pryce, I hear you, man.
I don't wanna cause any smoke. Really.
Santi is your golfer,
and I'm never gonna get in the middle
of what you guys got going on.
For reals.
For reals.
[breathes deeply]
[Mitts] Smoked almonds.
God, I love a good gift basket.
Got the little miniature condiments.
Got tiny spicy mustard.
No pretzels though.
Kinda defeats all purpose of the mustard,
I think.
[Elena] I'm hungry.
Yeah, me too.
You wanna get an Uber,
go to Beverly Hills,
have some fancy lunch?
[sexy music playing]
[chuckling] Oh, okay.
You mean you're hungry hungry.
Wow. Look at you, hottie.
- [chuckles]
- Come here, lady.
[Elena moaning]
[Mitts] Okay. Okay, okay, okay, okay.
Okay [grunts] Okay, come on. [grunts]
- [Elena yelps] Ooh.
- [Mitts] Whoa. Okay. Okay.
- [Elena] Okay. Are you okay?
- [Mitts] Okay. [grunting]
[both groaning]
- Okay. What's wrong?
- Okay
- Um, my my back.
- [pants] Uh, are you okay?
Uh, I don't know.
[stammers] Let's try
Let's try going over Let's try
- [groaning]
- Oh, my leg. Oh.
[panting] Okay.
Okay. [pants]
[chuckles]
- [golfer] Hey, Pryce!
- Hey.
Hey, that 3-wood on 18
at the Dove was insane.
- I got that one. Yes, thank you.
- So good.
- Yeah, you did.
- [chuckles]
Christ, Clark. You can't just pop
into people's faces like this.
- BellSouth Classic. 1998.
- [sighs]
I was 28 years old and in better shape
than any human being on Earth.
I trained ten hours a day, and I was
playing the best golf of my entire life.
You showed up late.
Hungover. Bloodshot eyes.
[chuckles] You didn't even take
a single practice swing.
You remember what you shot?
Do you remember?
Nine under.
- I shot four under.
- Okay.
You weren't even wearing socks, Pryce.
I was as good as I was ever gonna be,
and I couldn't touch you.
You were it. And you still are.
Or at least you can be.
What are you up to?
Why are you suddenly so interested
in me playing again?
And don't give me that "Amazing Grace,
once was blind, but now I see" BS.
Because you and I both know
you don't give a shit what happens to me.
That's where you're wrong.
I do give a shit,
and with my business acumen and contacts,
I could make us millions.
There it is. Money.
Well, d-don't say it like it's a bad word.
- Say it like this. Money!
- [chuckles]
You know, sometimes you remind me
of myself, and not in a good way.
You can do this. We just need
to get your confidence back.
We'll go see Butch Lydecker.
He knows your game better than anybody.
A couple weeks with Butch,
and you'll be golden.
[Pryce sighs]
Oh, come on, Pryce.
You could win the Open.
I know you wanna do this.
[sighs]
I really don't.
I think that hotel sex is a scam.
[clicks tongue] Oh.
Convinces you that you're younger
and more flexible,
- and neither are true.
- Mm-hmm. [chuckles]
You seem to really like it.
- Yeah, I-I do.
- Mm-hmm. [chuckles]
I'm just worried
about when we get back to real life
and my body remembers who I am.
[both laugh]
So,
I've been, uh, thinking about some stuff.
Oh, yeah? What stuff?
What if you and I
took this to the next level?
What do you mean "next level"?
[gasps] You wanna get a better room?
- No. No.
- [gasps] Oh.
I mean, this. You know, us.
What if we moved in together? Shacked up.
I mean, we spend
five nights a week together anyway.
- Are you serious?
- Yes.
It doesn't even have to be my place.
I could sell my house,
we could have Amber-Linn
find us a new spot of our own.
You would sell your house?
Yes.
It's time.
It's-It's been time for a long time.
[sighs]
Wow.
Oh, wow. Oof. [sighs]
Wow as in "great,"
or wow as in "I'm freaked out.
This guy has really misread
the entire situation"?
No, that's wow as in [exhales sharply]
[inhales sharply] Let's do it.
- Yeah?
- [both chuckle]
Okay.
- Next level.
- W-Wait.
I don't know if I can
I can do this again.
I'm gonna need
at least a 24-hour turnaround.
Okay, maybe not.
- [Elena] Mmm.
- [chuckles]
["Me Quiere o No" playing]
- [Jeremy] Try it.
- [Santi] All right, salsa.
Mmm. Okay, let's go.
Bro.
Right?
- Bro. This is
- It fucking slaps, dude.
I'm ashamed as a Latino that I've never
had anything this bomb before.
- You should be, dude.
- This is
[laughs]
- These are amazing.
- I know, dude.
I found these bad boys one night
coming home from a a 310babii show.
For real? You saw him live?
I'm going again in January, I think.
I'll hit you up.
Yeah, I'm so in.
[chuckles]
[Jeremy] Oh!
- [laughs]
- Damn it.
Damn it.
- You look like you've been shot.
- I know.
- [blows, yells]
- [chuckles] Ah. Kill confirmed.
- Kill confirmed.
- Damn it, dude.
All right, let me take off
my slick-ass agent hat for a second
so we can get real as hell.
You are the furthest thing
from being a slick agent, man.
[both chuckle]
No, straight talk.
Do you really wanna be
freezing your nuts off in Indiana
when the Tour's out here?
Sunshine. Sponsors.
Weird ass groupie girls
who know your golf stats?
[chuckles]
It's not about that.
You know, plus, uh,
you know, the Tour is always
gonna be there, so [clears throat]
That's true. The Tour is gonna be there,
but are you?
People have short-ass memories, dude.
Four years might as well be a lifetime.
And you don't know what kind of player
you're gonna be when you graduate.
Nobody does.
Do you know who Billy Bowman is?
[sighs] No.
Yeah, exactly.
US Amateur Champion in '05.
Came eighth at the Veritex.
Fourth at the Byron Nelson.
I mean, the golf world's legs
were spread fucking wide for this kid,
and you know what he did?
Took a scholarship to Stanford.
Excellent golf program.
Kicked around Korn Ferry
after he graduated.
Did a year on the Asian Tour.
You know where Billy Bowman is now?
Owns two Subway franchises in Phoenix.
I'm not joking.
The dude makes fucking sandwiches.
You know what happens to mayonnaise
in 105-degree Arizona summer heat?
It separates?
It curdles.
And nobody wants a bite.
Shit.
You're my boy,
and I respect Pryce. He's a living legend
And everything
that you guys have accomplished.
But fortune favors the bold, dude.
No one
No one wants to be
summer mayonnaise, dude. Trust me.
[upbeat music playing]
[Jim Nantz] Welcome, friends, to the first
round of The Founders Invitational
here in Los Angeles, California.
I'm Jim Nantz,
alongside Trevor Immelman,
the Masters champion.
Thanks, Jim.
What a treat it is to be here.
[Nantz] This is the third, possibly
the finest, signature event of the year
out here on the PGA Tour.
[Immelman] It is a lovely tournament, Jim,
and a true test for the best in the game.
- [chattering]
- [music ends]
[Elena speaking Spanish]
[in English] This is crazy, no?
- Like, crazy crazy.
- Breathe.
- [chuckles]
- [exhales deeply]
[camera shutter clicking]
[announcer] Playing as an amateur
from Fort Wayne, Indiana,
Santiago Wheeler.
[pensive music playing]
[music ends]
[breathes deeply]
["PANIC!!!" playing]
[cheering]
And away we go!
[music continues]
[cheering]
[cheering]
[Nantz] That'll do it.
Round one, Santi Wheeler in top form.
[cheering]
[Immelman] And the amateur
Santi Wheeler makes the cut
after a sensational second round.
[music continues]
- [cheering]
- Yes! Yes!
[cheering]
[music ends]
[Nantz] We're at 13 with Santi Wheeler,
who had been red hot to start the day,
but has run into a bit of trouble here.
Yeah, the ball's sitting down in a patch
of mud just off the water's edge.
This may be unplayable, Jim.
Wheeler may need to take a drop here.
I don't know if I can get set.
- Hmm.
- You know?
What do you think?
Take a drop, make par.
[inhales sharply]
Or embrace the muck, soldier.
[chuckling]
[Zero chuckles]
No.
[Immelman] He's taking his shoes off, Jim.
Wheeler is not afraid to play dirty.
This is similar to a bunker shot.
He's going to want to
keep his weight forward
and really accelerate to explode
the ball out of the mud.
[Nantz] That looks like quicksand
out there, Trevor.
Let's hope we don't lose him.
[Immelman] Taking his shoes off might
actually help him keep his feet stable
so he doesn't slide during the swing.
Go!
[cheering]
[Immelman] Oh, my goodness,
Santi nails that shot.
After three rounds of play, Santi Wheeler
can't stop putting on a show.
- What would you do without me?
- [chuckles]
[Immelman] Jim, he's the player everyone
is watching here at the Founders.
[Nantz] The final round is tomorrow,
and Showtime Wheeler
has a chance to make history.
And the city of champions
is ready to make him a star.
["Sunday (On Repeat)" playing]
[chattering]
Hey. Mittsy!
Have you seen Santi?
He doesn't have his phone on.
- I haven't seen him.
- Okay.
But hold up.
You and I have to have a conversation.
Can you make it quick?
You want the good news
or the bad news first?
Oh, come on. Don't do that.
There is no good news if there's bad news.
There's only bad news,
and then you're gonna gin up
something to soften the blow
- Oh, my God.
- which really only accentuates the--
All right. You said
you wanted to make it quick.
- Fine. Go ahead.
- Okay.
Elena and I are moving in together.
- Really? That is good news.
- [chuckling] Yeah.
- That's great news.
- Thanks, man.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks.
Well, the bad news is when we get home,
you gotta find another place to live.
Ah. That's not really bad news.
I'm used to people
kicking me out of their homes.
[Pryce laughs]
[chuckling] Okay.
I'll have a bite of that one.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
They're really good. I ate them, like
- Mmm. So fancy.
- [chuckles]
Everybody here. Look at them.
I'm an Indiana eight, but an LA four.
- Oh, my God, stop.
- Oh, yeah.
No, the only difference here
is that they have money.
- We just gotta go shopping.
- Mmm. Mm-hmm.
Who's your style icon?
- My what?
- Mmm.
Like, the person
that you aspire to dress like.
- You know, like, your dream closet.
- Oh.
For me, it's early-'80s Spielberg,
Jessica Simpson circa, like, 2004
- Mmm.
- and Mitts.
- Mitts?
- Oh, yeah.
I mean, he's brilliant.
It's Tommy Bahama meets army surplus.
- You can't beat it.
- Mmm.
- What about you?
- Oh.
[gasps]
- Eva Longoria. Oh, yeah.
- Mmm.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
And the principal
at Santi's old middle school.
What?
She wore riding boots.
Ooh. We could get riding boots.
- We can work with that.
- Uh-huh.
Hey. Sorry, have you seen Santi?
Um, yeah, he went
to the Flexjet suite with Jeremy.
["Nerd" playing]
[chattering]
- Santi.
- Pryce.
Dude, I'm glad you're here, man.
What's up, Pryce?
Hey. How are you doing?
Uh, I was at the driving range.
I thought we were gonna work
on the approach to 14.
- Oh, shit. I'm sorry, Pryce.
- Yes. Come on.
Dude, I just met Michael Jordan.
He invited me to play
with Justin Thomas sometime.
- Can you believe that?
- You guys should do a foursome.
That would be insane.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, we should. [chuckles]
Okay, well, we got a little daylight.
Should we go get some swings in?
- Let's keep the flow going.
- Oh, no. Pryce, I'm good.
Listen, I don't need it right now.
Jeremy and I were just talking, okay,
and after tomorrow, obviously,
we should think about doing this thing.
Yeah.
Doing what thing?
Turning pro.
And I know what you're gonna say,
but the time is right.
Yeah, there's a lot of momentum
around our boy right now.
Yeah, yeah.
- [Pryce] Uh Yeah.
- Come on, Pryce. Let's take this ride.
Listen, I know you love
the idea of college,
but after the last few days, man,
there's really no reason to wait.
Well, I think there is.
What are you talking about, Pryce?
I just cracked into the top ten today.
I'm playing lights out, I'm dialed in.
I'm gonna crush it tomorrow.
Let's level up, man.
Let's get paid.
Yeah, I understand, and that's valid.
Look, I know being here
and all of this is really exciting,
but you're not ready, Santi.
Listen [chuckles] we have a plan.
We talked about--
- Santi, you wanna get a drink?
- Yeah, yeah.
I'm gonna get a drink. You want something?
- No, I got one, but--
- You got one?
- Okay, I'm gonna get one. Yeah, bye.
- Well
[sighs]
Santi
I got something to tell you.
No, not-not now, Clark.
Please, leave me alone.
- No, no. No, you're gonna listen to me.
- No, no. Please.
When you disappeared from the game,
I wept inside.
"You wept inside"?
Come on, Clark. You cried?
Mm-hmm.
Okay, no, I didn't cry.
Truth is I relished when you flamed out.
Okay, yeah. That sounds more like it.
I told myself you were
a flash in the pan. A joke.
That golf was better without you.
But if I'm being honest, I
part of me always wondered
what you could've done,
what you were capable of.
Pryce, you owe yourself
You owe this game
your best before it's gone.
What if it wasn't enough?
What-What if everyone was wrong about me?
[stammers] What are you talking about?
What if 18th was the best I had?
You know that's not true.
No, I don't know,
and I'm not willing to find out.
Maybe it's better to die
believing you could have been great
than live knowing you couldn't.
Well, for all of us out here who didn't
have a fraction of what you have
but gave it a chance anyway and failed,
fuck you for not trying.
[Nantz] This final round here
at The Founders Invitational
has been an absolute battle, folks.
Only eight golfers under par on the day.
[chuckling] Only four shots
separating the top seven.
But I gotta tell you, no one has
fought harder than young Santi Wheeler.
[Immelman]
He's got about 13 feet for birdie,
and if he can sink it,
he'll climb into third
and secure his best ever finish
on the PGA Tour as an amateur.
[tense music playing]
[Nantz] One time for Showtime.
[music ends]
- [cheering]
- Yeah!
- Yes!
- Yeah!
- Come on!
- [Zero] Yeah, baby!
Yes!
Yes!
[Nantz] Well, there it is.
Showtime Wheeler dazzles again.
That's you, baby. I love you.
[crowd chanting] Santi! Santi! Santi!
[chuckles] Thank you.
Hey, hey, hey. You gotta
You gotta appreciate this room.
I mean, legends sat at that bar.
Legends, my friend.
I I have no idea
who any of these people are.
[Pryce] That's not true. Come on.
- You know who Joe DiMaggio is, right?
- [Santi laughs]
Joe DiMaggio? Yeah,
I'm guessing he's a baseball player
- by the way he's, like, mean mugging.
- [Mitts] Wow. Wow.
- Joltin' Joe.
- [chuckles]
The Yankee Clipper.
- Married to Marilyn Monroe.
- [Elena] Mmm.
If you told me Tyler, the Creator
hung out here, that'd be dope.
- I don't know who that is.
- [Santi laughs]
[speaks Spanish]
- I'm so proud of you, mi amor.
- [Mitts] I don't think so.
- Hey, hey. How about a toast? Huh?
- Yes.
- Come on. To Santi.
- Yes. Yes.
- Santito.
- [Santi] Thank you.
[all chattering]
- [Zero] Mmm.
- [Elena] Mmm.
[Santi smacks lips]
Well, Pryce.
- [chuckles]
- Well, what?
Well, you said I wasn't ready to turn pro.
Yes, I did.
- And now?
- [inhales sharply]
Uh, I haven't changed my mind.
- [laughs] Are you kidding?
- [Pryce] No.
[Zero] Pryce, I mean,
he-he hit more greens
in regulation than anyone else
in the tournament.
I know. He's playing really well,
but that's not the same thing
as being ready.
[inhales sharply]
How does it
How does it not prove that I'm ready?
I If-If I was on tour right now,
I'd be 31st in driving distance,
I'd be 23rd
in strokes gained tee to green.
Pryce, I'm putting better
than most of those guys out there.
I know, but I'm talking
Look, you are playing great,
but these guys are playing
a different game.
What does What does that mean?
Well, maybe we can talk about it tomorrow.
No. Mami,
we're talking about this right now.
- Yeah, let's talk about it.
- [stammers]
What do you mean,
"Those guys are playing a different game"?
It might look like you were
playing the same course today,
but you weren't.
What are you What are you talking about?
[sighs] Look, Santi, those guys
are in a different world. Okay?
When you're playing as an amateur,
it's a different thing
than playing as a pro.
Stakes are higher, pressure is higher.
The spotlight is different. Okay?
When you're playing as an amateur,
even the way you did today,
you get a pass.
The moment you turn pro,
everything changes. Right?
- It's a different game. A louder game.
- Yes.
It's a harder game.
Hell, it's not even a game.
I'm just saying you have
an opportunity to take a minute.
Go to college. Be a kid.
I'm not a kid.
No, but you know what I mean.
Have fun, where there's no pressure.
[Santi] Pryce, Pryce,
look around.
We did it, man. I just finished third
at The Founders. This is our moment.
This is what we've worked so hard for.
Let's go pro and show everybody
what I can do.
It's too soon.
I think-I think this is
about your own shit, Pryce.
You throwing away what you had
when you were younger.
Yeah, that may be true.
I am a cautionary tale,
so naturally I wanna protect you
from making the same mistakes.
Yeah, but I'm not you. Man, I'm not you.
We're two different people.
I'm ready. I'm ready for this game.
I know you feel that you're ready,
but I just feel it's the wrong move.
I'm sorry.
- It'll be there.
- [sighs]
[Pryce] Come on.
I'm going pro, Pryce.
I made up my mind.
And nothing you say
is gonna change my decision.
Okay.
Fine. If that's what you've decided,
then let's do it.
Let's go pro.
No, I gotta do this without you.
[Mitts] Hmm.
[Santi huffs] Pryce, I-I love you.
You've given me so much, but I-I
I can't have somebody in my corner
who doesn't believe that I can do this.
Hold it, I
[stammers] I'm sorry. [sighs]
I'm gonna go.
- Go ahead.
- [Elena muttering]
So how long you think you're gonna stay?
I don't know.
I'm gonna see what Santi's plan is.
- Okay. Okay.
- Okay.
Hey, Pryce! Pryce!
Is he gonna be okay?
Yeah, he'll be fine.
Oh, I think this is our car.
- Call me when you land.
- I will. I will.
I love you.
I love you too. I'll see you at home.
Okay?
- Bye.
- Bye.
[Mitts] What's up, old man?
[car departs]
[sighs]
[sighs]
How you doing?
Did you sleep okay?
[sighs]
Are you gonna
have a meltdown over this, Pryce?
I don't know.
Don't.
You're in a different place now.
- Really?
- Yeah.
You've just made a kid a pro.
That's a big deal. Everyone knows it.
You have cachet.
You could cruise driving ranges
for the next young gun,
shake down their parents for some cash.
They're not all gonna be pros,
but it's a living.
You could go back to work
at the sporting good place.
Probably start as a manager.
Look, the whole moving out thing,
all right
You know, look,
you can live in the trailer,
you can shower in the house.
She'll be fine with that. Elena will be
fine with that. We're all friends.
[elevator bell dings]
["Shambala" playing]
- Pryce?
- [chuckles]
Let's do it.