All language subtitles for Personal.Best.1982.WEBRip.x264-ION10

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

MAN: Heads up.
Heads up. Heads up. Heads up.

(GUN FIRES)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

WOMAN: Congratulations.

MAN: Number 88,
what's your name?
Put your name down.

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

CHRIS: I'm sorry, Daddy.

Well, here's your
watch, honey.

What the fuck do you
think you're doing?
Terry.

MAN: Ninety-second rule,
Tory. Come on.

MAN ON PA: Last call,
second heat,
100-meter hurdles, pentathlon.

Report to the start.

I don't know
what happened. I mean...
It's all right.

I mean, my trail leg,
it would...

What's wrong
with your trail leg?

I don't know.

Honey, I want to know
exactly what's wrong
with your trail leg.

(HEART BEATING)

I want to know
exactly how
it's bothering you.

(GRUNTS)

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

15 meters, 60.
All right.

All right. All right.

That cunt's gonna
put me in an early grave,
I swear to God.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

(MAN WHISTLING)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

MAN: What's your name?
127, what's your name?

All right, Tory.

TINGLOFF: Tory? Tory?
How's the knee?

Fuck the knee.

TORY: Look at us.

MAN ON PA:
And the winner...
Fern Wadkins.

In third place,
with 2,581 points,
Charlene Benveniste.

In second place,
with 4,639 points,
Tory Skinner.

This guy got so
drunk at this party

that his friends called
a cab for him so he
wouldn't have to drive home.

So he's sitting in the
back of the cab and...

(MUSIC PLAYING ON JUKEBOX)

"Hey?" The cab driver
pulls the window
back and says,

"What do you want?"
And he goes,

"You got room up there
for two six packs
and a pizza?"

The cab driver
says, "Sure."
And the guy goes...

(RETCHING)

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

Hey, Tory.
Hello, Duane.

DUANE: You did a good job
today. Congratulations.

Thank you.
Come on, Duane.

WAITRESS: Are you finished?
Yes.

Hey, Rick.
What's happening?
Roscoe, congratulations.

And you, you were
really something.
Thank you.

RICK: Oh. This is my
daughter, Chris.

Hi.
Hi.

Will you excuse me?

RICK: We're going
right to the dorm.

I'll walk. I don't have
to get up tomorrow.

All righty.

Anyway, that was
some performance.
Thank you.

(EXHALES)

Oh, come on, Roscoe,
did you see that bimbo
he was with?

I worked out for
four years. So what?

Winning.

Oh, boy.

Well, like they say,
"It ain't everything."

It ain't everything.

I'll tell you,
winning is like sex.

Sometimes you think
there's just got to be more.

Listen, buddy.

Speak for yourself.
Oh, yeah?

(CRASHING)

What was that?

GIRL: Are you okay?
CHRIS: Yes.

Are you all right?
Are you a friend
of hers?

Yes, I know her.
Yeah, I'm sorry.

GIRL: I want to help.
Can I do anything?
No.

Let's go and
sit down, okay?
I'm okay.

You'll feel better.
I'm all right.

Look, let's go sit up here
and sit down, please.

Here. Put your head between
your legs, please,
and stay there.

I just didn't eat today.
Listen, I want to
pay for this.

ROSCOE: Damn it, girl.
Just keep it there
for a minute.

CHRIS: It's okay.
I'll be fine.

TORY: Which dorm are you in?

Bean East.
But, really, I'm fine.
TORY: Come on.

ROSCOE: So, you'll
get her home?
TORY: I've got my car.

We're just down
the street here.

So, you take care
of yourself, you hear?

Thank you so much.

Hey, it's nothing.

Great day, Tory.
See you.
Thanks, Roscoe.

ROSCOE: You take care.

Are you okay?
Are you okay?

(CAR ENGINE CRANKING)

TORY: The starter
on this is totally screwed.

(TORY SIGHING)

Listen, congratulations.
What for?

Well, I watched your
long jump today. It was...

It was great.
Tremendous height.

Thanks. Thank you.

(CAR ENGINE CRANKING)

I don't know,
some days you
really get into it,

and, I don't know,
I guess you get lucky.

Oh, God, here.

You want some Kleenex
to wipe up that
sour cream and chive?

Here. I'll help you.

I'll put some on my pants
if you want.
You won't feel so alone.

(SOBBING)

Oh, hell. It hurts.

(CRYING)

I'm sorry.

(CHRIS LAUGHING)

TORY: Sorry about that,
I'm not a very good hummer.

(TORY LAUGHING)

(COUGHING)

(TORY HUMMING)

TORY: Don't smoke much?
No.

It's like a sail.

WOMAN ON TV:
Painting and Miss Clairol.
This I do for me.

The way it catches the light
and the color...

Miss Clairol.
This I do for me!

CHRIS: What's your boyfriend?
TORY: Duane?

Mmm-hmm.

Not good enough.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Not good enough?
Yeah.

If the son of a bitch
could have cleared 17'6",
we'd still be together.

(CHUCKLES)

So, how Indian
are you, anyway?

Pretty Indian.
(MIMICKING CHRIS)
Pretty Indian?

Well, how Indian
is pretty Indian?

Oh, good, there you are.
Look at that.

Are you registered
with the BIA?
Bureau of Indian Affairs?

I know
what it is. Yeah.
No shit?

What did you spill?

Drooling all
over the place?

(BELCHING)

Excuse me.

Oh, that's nothing.

What?

I'm not pointing,
you goof.

Give it a tug.
Tug?

Give it a tug.

(CHRIS FARTS)

I wish you could have
seen your face.

My teammate,

Debbie Peyton, she used
to come up to me
before every race

and give it a
yank for luck.

For luck?
For luck.

Get out.

Anyway, I watched you
today, too.

You did?
Yeah.

(LAUGHING)
That must have been
a depressing sight.

No. No. No.
Your lead leg is
a little straight.

But basically, you've
got good technique.

Better than anybody
in that race today,
even Laura.

(SCOFFS) Yeah.
Well, I couldn't
get my step.

Bullshit. You had
your step and lost it.

What are you
talking about?

At the fifth hurdle,
when you saw Laura.

I didn't see Laura.
You saw her.

You definitely saw her.

And what's that
supposed to mean?

It means Laura's very fast
the last 40 meters.

So?
You know it.
Everybody knows it.

You saw her
and you choked.

What is this?
Who knows?

I'll bet your father is
always saying you don't
have any killer instinct.

Am I right?

I thought so.

I'm right.

Well, listen, I'll tell
you one thing. I'm as
competitive as you are.

(SCOFFS) Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

At what?

(TORY GIGGLES)

Go ahead. Name it.
Arm wrestling.

Arm wrestling?

Yeah. I've got
two brothers, and I
can beat them both.

I'd like to see
those two brothers.
No, you wouldn't.

But that's not what
we're talking about.

Oh, well, what are
we talking about?

Arm wrestling.
Oh, yeah.

Listen, are we gonna
do this or not?

Because if we do,
I'm going to
whip your ass.

Okay. Whip my ass.
I plan to.

So, how do
we do this?
On the floor.

I know that.

Which arm?

You have two choices.

Okay.

Whoa!

Serious here.

Anytime you're ready.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Shit.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

God.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(TORY GRUNTS)

I got Montreal in
two weeks, and I don't wanna
break my fucking arms.

Let's quit on the
count of three, okay?

Okay?

One, two, three.

Oh. You cheater.

(SIGHING)

Sore loser, huh?

Oh, God.
I take it back.

You're tough.

Tough.

So, what did he say
to you after the race?

My dad?

He stared at his stopwatch
and told me I forgot
my warm-up shoes.

Sometimes, when you
know someone,

it keeps you from knowing
something about them

that a total stranger
would see right away.

If I could have been
anyone in that race today,

I'd have been you.

Why?

Because you can be great.

I've just been thinking
my whole life is over.

I mean, everything
I've worked for up to now.

Bullshit. You could
go to Moscow in '80.

You've got everything.

Speed, strength,
flexibility.

Everything I always wanted,
you've got.

If I had what
you have, I'd...

Oh, fuck.

What's wrong?

(WHISPERING)
I'm very fucking
scared right now.

Very scared.

Why?

What are you thinking?
I don't know.

What if I try it again?

(CHUCKLES) I don't know.

Mmm.

TORY: Not bad.

I used to get
paid for this.

For what?

Tickling.

My dad and my brothers
used to pay me
a nickel an arm,

a dime a leg

and a quarter a back.

And you're not retired?

I bet my brothers would
have called you the same
thing they called me.

And what's that?
A carpenter's dream.

A carpenter's dream?

Flat as a board
and easy to nail.

How did you do that?

Oh, it was easy.

Gee, I've never
been hurt.

All right.
It's my turn.
Okay.

Oh, this feels pretty good.

(TORY CHUCKLING)

I don't think I've
ever had this done before.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

CHRIS: Get those guys.

CHRIS: Ten points if you
can get 'em.
TORY: (LAUGHING) All right.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR RADIO)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Grab that for me?
So when we looked
down the aisle,

we went all green.

CHRIS: Oh, Christ,
I gotta call my father.
TORY: What for?

CHRIS: I told him I'd call him
when we got to San Luis.

TORY: Oh, what's he gonna do?
Give you your workout
over the phone?

TORY: Will you listen to me?

CHRIS: Uh-huh.

TORY: What are you
worried about?
Tingloff or your father?

CHRIS: Well, you know.
I mean, Tingloff's Tingloff.

I mean, why would
he wanna coach me?

TORY: Because I say so.

CHRIS: Oh, come on.
TORY: No, you come on.
Whoa!

TORY: You're good.
Tingloff's a good coach.
He'll see that.

It's no big deal.

I'm not so sure.

TORY: Oh, you're not
so sure about anything,
you big chicken.

Hey, listen to me.
Did you ever
meet my sidekick?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

CHRIS: Hey!

MAN ON TV:
On the final turn,
Anita Weiss of East Germany,

Gluth of East Germany,
Shtereva of...

RICK: Just because he's good
for your friend, Tory Skinner,

doesn't mean
he's good for you.

You think he's
a better coach
than your father?

Rita, shut up.

If he was or wasn't,
you wouldn't
know the difference.

Now what's he going
to offer you? Full tuition?
Half? What?

Nothing.

(CUTLERY CLATTERING)

Rita.

Nothing?

Nothing?

I guess Tingloff
isn't that good
for Tory Skinner.

She didn't make the first 10.

Yeah. I guess she's
only the 11th best
pentathlete in the world.

(GRUNTING)

TINGLOFF: Hey, Mac.

Hey, Mac.

These girls have
to warm up,
you know what I mean?

(ZENK GRUNTING)

Zenk's got a few
more throws.
I'm waiting for him.

Yeah. Well, why don't you
wait down there and give
Zenk some encouragement?

(SIGHING)

Okay, Tory. Now you were
gonna tell me all about Little
Orphan Annie over there.

Yeah, she's... She's--
She's what?
Down on her luck?

Since when is another
athlete's performance
so important to you, huh?

Since when?

She's better
than you think.

Come on, Tory.
I was at the trials.

I saw her.
She ran the hurdles,
right?

Yeah.
Yeah.

No speed, no guts.

So,

how come a
third-rate hurdler
matters so much?

She's better than that.

Okay. She's second-rate.
Now what?

You're wrong.

What makes you
such an expert
about this girl?

You.

You really think
you got my number.

Don't you?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay, she can work out
with the team, but I am
not going to coach her.

I swear sometimes
I could just kill you.

I'm still not going
to coach her.
Get out of here.

Everybody's gonna think
I'm a total pussy as it is.

Well, you are.

I probably am.

What happened?
TORY: Come on, kid.
You're in.

Really? All right.

("IT'S OVER" PLAYING ON TAPE)
♪ Yes you heard me
clearly now I said

♪ It's O O O O

♪ Why can't you just
get it through your head ♪

No, no, no.
You're a speed jumper,
God damn it.

You accelerate
through the jump.

It's your last three
steps, okay?

CHRIS: Sorry.

TINGLOFF: Does she
go everywhere with her?

Yeah.

Tory meets Chris...

Yeah. And tell her
to take the olive
out of her ass.

Come on, one more.

Come on.
Tory. Forget it.

It's not going to
do you or her any good.

Young love.
Boy, oh, boy.
Man.

TINGLOFF: Not a bad jump.
Why didn't you finish it?

TORY: What about it?
Show me, show me.

You're the coach.

Like that? Oh. Okay.

TORY: I see. Okay.
I guess I should
have landed like that.

Maybe...

All right.
You're in for it.

TINGLOFF: Oh, no.
Time out. Please.

I quit. You're gonna hurt me.
Don't hurt me. Don't...

(TINGLOFF LAUGHING)

You've got it.
You're the boss.
Okay.

TINGLOFF: Tanya,
put up seven.
TANYA: Okay.

Let's get this show
on the road. We lose
the track in 10 minutes.

Hey, Chris?

CHRIS: Yes, Mr. Tingloff?

Uh, could you
get the blocks?
The blocks?

TINGLOFF:
Yeah, it's getting late.

That really sucks.

What?

That's probably the
first thing you've said
to her in two months.

Trying to make her feel
like a piece of shit?

Of course not.

Then give her a lane
and let her run the trial.

(SCOFFING) What for? I told--

Because I'm asking you to.

Because you've behaved
very badly.

Chris? Why don't you
take that open lane?

CHRIS: Me?

Yes. You.

CHRIS: Which open lane?

Any open lane, God damn it.

All right, people...

What do I do...
ROSCOE: Just put it
down, baby.

ROSCOE: You can't run with it.
TINGLOFF: I'll take Tory.

Penny, you get Pam.
Maureen, take Trish.

And, uh, Tanya, get Pooch.

TORY: We don't have a
watch on Chris.
What about Chris?

Don't worry about it.

Come on. Get your
sweatshirt off. Let's go.

TINGLOFF: Ready?

(SHOUTING) Chris didn't
put her blocks down.

Come on, babe,
get your blocks.

TINGLOFF: How about it?

Take your time, babe.
We'll wait.

TINGLOFF: Come on. Come on.
We're out of here
in 10 minutes.

I'm ready. I'm ready.

All right, stand up.

Runners, to your mark.

Get set...

(GUN FIRES)

My God, she fainted.

Jesus, look at her go.

GIRL: Shit, she's fast.

Shit, fuck, piss!
Goddamn son of a bitch.

You all right?

Oh, yeah,
I'm such a dingbat.

I forgot to tighten
the rear block. Oh.

Oh, Mr. Tingloff.
Look, I'm sorry.

I know I can do better
if you could just give me
another chance.

You ought to fall
on your face more often.

See? I told you,
you'd do great.

Hey, Terry,
what was my time?
You okay?

It was beautiful.
You all right? Are you
all right? That was beautiful.

Well done, kiddo.
Clocked you to 10.3.
You were terrific.

Okay.

ROSCOE: Call it.
WOMAN: Heads.

("WHAT A FOOL BELIEVES"
PLAYING)

(GIRLS CHEERING)

♪ He came from somewhere
back in her long ago

♪ Sentimental fool don't see

♪ Tryin' hard to recreate

♪ What had yet to be
created once in her life

♪ She musters a smile

♪ For his nostalgic tale

♪ Never coming near
what he wanted to say

♪ Only to realize

♪ It never really was

♪ She had a place in his life

♪ He never
made her think twice

♪ As he rises to her apology

♪ Anybody else
would surely know

♪ He's watching her go

♪ What a fool believes ♪

MAUREEN: So, how was Norman?

TANYA: Actually, he's got
a curved weenie.

MAUREEN: To the left
or to the right?

To the left.
That can be a problem.

GIRL 1: 7.7, 7.8.
TANYA: For a sprinter, maybe.

GIRL 2: No. 8.3, 8.5.

GIRL 1: Really?
GIRL 2: I'm sure he'll do it.

GIRL 2: Well, it's possible.
GIRL 1: Guess so.

Tingloff wants to see you
when you're out of here.

CHRIS: What for?

I heard him tell Roscoe
he wants to take her
to the Maple Leaf Games.

You're kidding?

But I haven't done anything
since Eugene.
Toronto is invitational.

That's what Roscoe said.

What did Tingloff say?

He said,
"Don't worry about it."

"Don't worry about it."
What does that mean?

It means you
got a coach, honey.

(GIRLS CHEERING)

GIRL 1: Are you kidding?

Okay. Listen to this one.

Do you guys know why
Oriental men have
slanty eyes and buck teeth?

GIRL: No.
No.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

I don't get it.
(LAUGHING)

She doesn't get it.

I don't.

I'll explain it to you later.
I'm getting out of here.

GIRL 1:
Have you ever encountered
this before?

GIRL 2: Never to the left.

MAN 1: But please
remember that at all times

you are an ambassador
of your country.

Sportsmanship and
goodwill on the field,

adult behavior off it.

And the host country
is giving us its best.

Let's give them our bests.

MAN 2: Okay. Cali, Colombia
has a few more unexpected
things to offer.

Including Montezuma's revenge.

So, girls, how about
not using Visine.

And no scented Tampax.

Because it might
show up in the test.

And then...

TORY: No men.
...no men.

Don't get caught
with them in your room.

Have a nice day, ladies.

CHRIS: When do we
get to work out?

TORY: As soon as
this cow finishes shopping.

CHRIS: Oh, shit.

Hold it, girls. Hold it.
Hold it right there.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Could I have
one of those?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Jesus, I feel like
King Kong.
Imagine how I feel.

Hey, should you
be eating that?
Oh, it's okay. It's not water.

Yeah. It's got a skin.
It's fine.

(FLUSHING)

(CRYING) I'm burning up.
Here you go.

I know, I know.

Hang on, they're there.
Just get me up, please.

(CHRIS CRIES PAINFULLY)

Okay. Come on.
Try to straighten up.
It hurts.

CHRIS: I can't straighten up.
TORY: All right.

(CHRIS CRYING)

This is a doctor?
TANYA: This is Raoul.

TORY: Raoul who?

TANYA: He's a medical student.
We couldn't find a doctor.

Wait a minute.
He doesn't
understand English?

Tory. Tory.

We all want what's
best for her.
Let him try, okay?

TORY: What's happening?

TANYA: He's checking for
appendicitis or something.

(RAOUL SPEAKING SPANISH)

Opium.

TORY: Opium?
He wants her
to smoke a little bit.

What do you think
he's trying to do?

TANYA: She's got
food poisoning and cramps.

It's going to relax her.
It's fine.

They do that in
England all the time.

It's true. The opium
stops the cramps.

TORY: Are you sure?
SHEILA: I'm not sure.
But we've got to try.

(CHRIS GRUNTING)

TORY: Okay.
You guys better split.

This isn't a party.

Okay.

Okay, you're gonna be fine.
You're gonna be fine.

You're gonna be fine.

(TORY SIGHING)

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

I'm just going to go
lie down for a minute.

No, please don't.
Please don't.

Please don't. Please don't.
Please don't let me go.

Please don't.
Okay.

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Thank you.

Thank you.

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(TORY GRUNTS)

Fuck.

Look, I don't care
how you feel.

You've got two more
events, and you're
going to finish.

No athlete of mine,
unless they've broken
something, is going to DNF.

What kind of a score
am I going to have after that?

What does DNF
mean to you?
It means not finishing.

Bullshit.
It means not caring.

It means not caring
about yourself or anything.

It doesn't matter to me
what you do, just as
long as you don't quit.

You don't want to finish,
I don't want to look at you.

Get out of here.

Get the fuck
out of here.

(SOBS)

Look, it's my fault.

You're sick and
she can't perform.

What is this shit?
By the way,
you've got a race to run.

Or are you going to bother?
Yes, I'm gonna bother.

Then warm up.

(GUN FIRES)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(GIRLS CHUCKLE)

(CHRIS EXCLAIMS EXCITEDLY)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

It was a good race.

I got you at 13.32.

You ought to get
food poisoning
more often.

Thank you,
and fuck you.

What does that mean?

It means the way you
handled Tory was
real chicken shit.

She's responsible
for my performance today.

Not you. Not me. Tory.

Well, be sure and
congratulate her, huh?
She ran a hell of a race.

("IT'S OVER" PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

♪ Best of friends

♪ Never part

♪ Best of fools
has love forever

♪ From the bottom
of his heart

♪ So why pretend

♪ This is the end

♪ You'll have to
find out for yourself

♪ Go on ask somebody else ♪

(ZENK SINGING)

♪ She don't like it
at all and that's what's
causing my ills

♪ Oh, why

♪ Must there be
Dianabol at all

♪ We're healthy young athletes

♪ The world's strongest
I've heard

♪ When we take those pills
our strength becomes absurd

♪ Oh, why

♪ Must there be
Dianabol at all

♪ In sport they say that
fairness is the
name of the game

♪ Then why in East Germany
do the doctors get the fame

♪ Oh, why

♪ Why should there be
Dianabol at all?

♪ In sport they say that
fairness is the
name of the game... ♪

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(GIRL LAUGHING)

TINGLOFF: Tory?
TORY: (WHISPERING) Oh, Christ.

TINGLOFF: You guys,
excuse us a minute, please.

So, are you comfortable
smoking that?
Sure. Want a hit?

Not really.

I don't like the way
you're looking.

You better go to bed.

Oh, come on, Terry,
the meet's over.
Lay off for once.

Okay. Okay.

Let me get Chris.

GIRL: Terry, come here.

TORY: Whoa!

(WHISPERING)
It's bedtime.
Bedtime?

Bedtime.
What do you mean?

It's time to go to bed.

Really?

All right. Hey, Tory,
check this out.
A lady hurdler.

TORY: Let go of me, bucko.
ZENK: Hey, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

(WHIMPERS) I'm sorry.

I know.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON TAPE)

Who's the Indian?

Indian?
Yeah. Your mom
or your dad?

Mom.

Shoshone?

Keep going.
Go ahead, keep going.
Keep stretching.

Oh, shit.
Jesus. Easy.
Easy. Oh, Christ.

Jeez. Easy. Easy. Easy.
Relax. Relax, babe.

Just relax, I've got you.

Relax.

You still pissed?

Anyway,

how would you like
a full ride next year?

Room, board, tuition,
everything.

Are you kidding?

You'll have to stay here
this summer with me.

Work out with me.

You think you can do that?

Well, sure.
Good.

And, uh, starting next year,
I want you to do pentathlon.

What's wrong?

I don't think
I can do that.

Well, if you can't,
you can't.

You've got speed,
strength to body weight
that's unreal.

I misjudged it all.

You know, Chris,

there's room for
more than one
in the country.

One what?
Pentathlete.

If Tory goes to the Games,
that leaves room for two more.

I wasn't thinking
about that.

Of course you weren't.
I wasn't.

I'm agreeing with you.

You really think you
know it all, don't you?

No.

No. Like one thing
I don't know,

I don't know what
scares you more.

Getting beat by
Tory Skinner
or beating her?

Moscow in '80.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Bet I can make
you drop that plate.

Wanna bet?

No. Come on,
leave me alone.

I told you, Tingloff
had me late and
the market was closed.

Well, couldn't you
have managed?

What? Told them that
I had to get you
some packing boxes?

Yeah. Well, I had to
sell our books and
pick up the laundry

and make sure the phone
wasn't disconnected
since we're staying.

What about Lucky's?
They didn't have any.

They didn't have any?
That's right.

Lucky's didn't have
any boxes of any kind?

Not empty ones.

(SIGHING)

Okay, it does bother you.

I'll tell Tingloff
tomorrow.

I won't do pentathlon.

It doesn't mean
that much to me.
I swear it.

That doesn't bother me.

Maybe it's Tingloff.

Maybe it's being
stuck here for six weeks.

(WHISPERING)
Maybe it's that
you don't mean that.

I do mean it.

Because you know
it's what I want.

Bullshit.

We'll stay
and work out, okay?

Okay?

Come on.

Come on.

(BOTH PANTING)

(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)

(TORY SIGHING)

(ALL SINGING)

Okay. A knife, a knife.
To cut the cake.

Yeah. We better eat
before we get sick.

I love it. It's great.
It's just like yours.
I love it. It's so neat.

Well, not exactly...

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

TORY: Oh, I made her
a pentathlon workout book.

TINGLOFF: The high jump,
long jump, 800 meters.

Five events.
But the thing to
remember is this.

The pentathlon
is one event.

(TINGLOFF GRUNTS)

(TINGLOFF COUGHING)

Not me, honey, the wall.
I know.

TINGLOFF: In the shot, you
gotta feel that you can tear
a piece out of yourself, huh?

Hey.
(CHUCKLES)

TINGLOFF: Gotta feel
you're gonna explode.

(GRUNTS)

TINGLOFF: The high jump

is a masochist's event.

It always ends on failure.

Just when you're
really getting whipped,

you reach that event
that calls for
reckless abandon.

You have to throw yourself
through the air,

as fast and as far as you can.

(EXHALING)

They didn't have swordfish,
so I got halibut, okay?

Halibut? Sit down.

Look at this. Look.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

CHRIS: Look where I'm ranked.
Tingloff says I'm the
best high jumper here.

Mmm-hmm.

I told you so, kiddo.

I got some fish to fry.

(EXHALING)

TINGLOFF: I don't want you
doing that.

Okay, let's go.

If you're gonna change
your workout, Tory,
let me in on it.

TORY: Okay, one more.
Come on, real quick.

Up.

Oh, good.
(GRUNTS)

Good.

What's that?
It's low reps,
that's what I do.

I want her to taper.

Fuck it.
Let's go take a steam.
CHRIS: Okay.

Chris, just wait a
minute for me, will you?

I mean, if it's
all right with Tory.

All right.

Pan Am Games
are in 10 days.

It's the last
international competition
before the Olympics.

And furthermore,
only two athletes

qualify for the Pan Am Games
and Tory knows it.

What's that
supposed to mean?

Tory is just
trying to help.

I know. I know.
But do me a favor.

Don't get any more
help from her until
after the Pan Ams, okay?

ROSCOE: Look, these guys
will tell you.

These guys will tell you
different things
about the 800.

Someone will say, "As long as
you run between 2:15, 2:20,
that's okay, that's..."

Or 2:12 or 2:10.

It's the last fucking event.

You gotta beat somebody by...
GIRL: Hey, how's it going,
you guys?

TINGLOFF: Well, the 800
is the last event.

If you're even up in
points, you'll have
to beat somebody...

MAN: There's no hell on earth
like it if you
gotta beat anybody.

You're going to have to
be ready to kill yourself.

TINGLOFF: You're going to
have to run.
MAN: It's the last event,

and you're going
to have to run.

TINGLOFF: You're gonna
have to run.

TINGLOFF: Oh, yeah.

(LAUGHING)

You're never gonna make it.

(SHOUTING)
You're never gonna
make it, pal.

You're gonna die.

Another 70 meters,
you're going to die.

(TINGLOFF LAUGHING)

Your legs are gonna go.

Yeah, they're going,
they're going.

You're going to be
Jell-O, man, Jell-O.

Hey, here she comes, man.
She's right on your ass.

She's right on your ass.

Keep going.
Come on, keep going.
Keep going. Keep going.

Keep going.
Push it. Push it.

Uh-uh. Too bad.

You just let a pussy beat you,
you dumb asshole.

(TINGLOFF LAUGHING)

CHRIS: Tingloff wants me
to do squats.
TORY: So?

CHRIS: So, the squat rack
is better at the men's gym.

TORY: If I'm at the
women's gym, then who's
gonna spot you?

CHRIS: Tingloff.
Tingloff? Wait a second.

Tingloff?
Yeah, Tingloff.

Oh, isn't that nice?
Hi, guys.

Sure. I just...

Just don't understand
why you get so angry.

I think you do.

Oh, God, can we
just go work out?

Do whatever you want.

That's just it, I can't.
I can't stop worrying
about you.

What about me?

What you're thinking,
what you think I think.

What you want.
Everything. I don't know.

So?

You worry about what
everybody thinks.

Why should you be
different with me?

Hi.
GIRL: Come on, you guys.

I guess I'm not.

Okay, there's only
one thing
left to do, kiddo.

See other people.

See other people?
What are you talking about?

Look, either
we're together
or we're not together.

Jesus Christ, Tory.
We're friends.

Yeah, we may be friends,

but every once in a while
we also fuck each other.

Either you move out or
I move out and we
really are just friends.

No.

No?

Oh, hell. Don't worry,
we won't work out together.

No. That's not it.

I want to
work out with you.

You make me feel like
I can do something,
like I'm gonna do something.

More than Tingloff.

I just...

What?

Need you.

Fuck this.

No.

Okay.

Okay.

I guess I can't
argue with that.

Let's... Let's not do this
to each other anymore, okay?

Come on.

Come on, let's
get out of here.

Come on, let's
get out of here.

Wait a second.

(WHISPERING) Are you awake?

Are you awake?

CHRIS: What?

What?
Nothing.

Come on, what?

What's bugging you?
I shouldn't get into it.

Tingloff will just have
another shit fit.
Don't give me that.

It'll drive me nuts
for the rest of the day.

Unless you're trying
to drive me nuts.

Yeah, I'm trying
to drive you nuts.

Come on.

What?

Okay.

Try an approach where
you really lower
yourself, bigger steps.

Like you?

Not like me.
You're the power jumper.

You can take bigger steps.

Lower yourself.

Catch your center
of gravity on the rise.

See, I start here
and you should start there.

Try it sometime
when we're not
on such a shitty track.

Come on.

Do you have to check
and see if he's watching
every time we talk?

All right. All right.

Don't do me any favors.
I'll try it.

Hey, forget it.

(CHRIS SCREAMING)

(CRYING)

Pooch, grab that bag,
grab her shoulder
and hold it.

Easy, honey,
I've done this before.

CHRIS: Get away. Get...

(BONE CRACKS)

(CHRIS CRYING)

What happened?
It's her knee.
I popped it back.

I'll get some ice
and an Ace bandage.

Don't you people have
a workout to finish?
What about it, huh?

TINGLOFF:
Okay, how did it happen?

I was just doing
that three-step
approach and...

(SIGHING)

And I went to take off
and my knee...
I don't know, it just...

It just went.

And that's it?

Well, yeah.

Is that your mark?

You know, jumping is
a fairly difficult,
complicated mental process.

By comparison,
counting to three
is not so difficult.

One, two...

Now how in the fuck
could you have
made a mistake like that?

She didn't. I did.
I moved the mark.

You what?

I was showing her
how to lengthen
her approach.

Oh.

Any particular reason?

Well, yeah.
To lower her...

To lower what?
Her center of gravity.

To lower her
center of gravity?

She's got a long stride.

But that's too far.

I didn't mean for her
to try it here
on this shitty surface.

Oh, then why did you move
her mark here?

It was only a
couple of inches. It was...

I thought...
You thought what?

I mean, I...
Huh?

It couldn't be
that far. I...

I hope you
understand all this.

You know I would do
anything to avoid
hurting you.

Could you at least
look at me?

Damn it, don't
play the dumb Indian
with me now.

Don't let him
do this to us.

Do what?

What's he doing?
What did I do?

Spit it out for once
in your life.

Did I do this
to you on purpose?

Did I? Did I?

Did I?

You're so
fucking gutless.

Do you have a fucking
thought in your
fucking head?

My thought is that we're
both better off
with a dumb Indian.

Please, don't...
No.

(GIRLS CHATTERING)

PENNY: Whose fault?
Well, was it anybody's fault?

How is she?

I guess so.
What did he say?

Is she okay?
What'd Tingloff say?

You saw him, didn't you?
Is she okay?

Is she all right?
Shut up, Penny.

I just want to sit
here and sweat
a minute, all right?

Okay.

PENNY: Hey, Pooch?
Pooch, ever smell mothballs?

POOCH: Sure.

(CHUCKLING) How did you
get their little legs apart?

Shut up, Penny.

Jeez.

(GIRL LAUGHING)

TINGLOFF: Ross just
talked to Tory.

She's waiting to hear
if she should clear out
of your place.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

What do you
want to do, Chris?

(SNIFFLING)

Okay, you stay
at my place tonight.

Is it still hurting?

Then what is it?

What is it?

(SOBBING)
You're mad at me.

You dumb cunt.

How can you be more
frightened of me
than being hurt?

Come on, come here.
Come here. Come here.
Come here. Come here.

Jesus. Okay. All right.

(CHRIS CRYING)

(SHUSHING)

It's okay.

Okay. All right.

TINGLOFF: Want a Pepsi?

Dr. Pepper?

How about a beer?

Do you want a joint?

Haagen-Dazs ice cream?

CHRIS: You keep that
in your house?

What flavor?

Chocolate, vanilla,
coffee, rum raisin.

No strawberry?

Strawberry, too.

(PHONE RINGING)

I'll get it.
I'll get it.

Yeah?

No. No.
She's a lot better.

No, forget the blocks.
Light workout.

For sure. Okay.

Roscoe sends his best.

(PHONE RINGING)

Ah! Let it ring.
Let it ring.

You don't have to
answer my phone.

Here.

I'd just as soon not hear
from anybody else tonight.

You know,
it's been a long day.

Yeah, just let it ring.

Oh, shit.

(CLATTERING)

All you're worried
about is your
fucking girlfriend.

What the fuck is that?
Your fucking girlfriend.

She's crippled you.

Oh, God.

(BLOWING NOSE)

Excuse me.

All right, one thing
you gotta understand.

I could have been
a man's coach.
Backfield coach, Oregon State.

I had the job. I had the job.
I actually had the job.

Do you know what I'm saying?
I had the job.

Oh, well.
Coach of the Year.

I was Coach of the Year,
last year.

You know what that means
when you're a woman's coach?

Jack shit.

I mean, I could've
coached football.

Do you actually think
that Chuck Noll has to worry

that Franco Harris is going
to cry because Terry Bradshaw
won't talk to him, hmm?

Jack Lambert can't play
because Mel Blount
hurt his feelings?

That Lynn Swann
is pregnant?

That Rocky Bleier
forgot his Tampax?

Oh, fuck.

I'm sorry. I...

I didn't mean
to upset you.

Listen, she didn't mean it.

She didn't mean it.

You know
what you're like?

There's a joke about a faggot
who makes a pass at a Marine

in the men's room
on the 40th floor of the
Empire State Building.

The Marine throws the faggot
out the window.

The Marine gets down
to the street, passes the
faggot in the gutter.

The faggot gets up on
one elbow and says,
"Yoo-hoo, I'm not mad."

So why don't you
just go home?

Why don't you just
go home, kiss, make up,
eat each other.

Whatever the fuck you do.

I actually did it.
Well, why don't you hit me?

Be nice to see
if you got the balls to...

CHRIS: Oh, God. Oh, shit.

(TINGLOFF COUGHING)

Why do you always
have to do
what I tell you?

I'm sorry.
No.

I'll get some ice.
No, wait.

(TINGLOFF SIGHING ANGRILY)

I still think
she didn't mean it.

And I still care about her.

Well, I care
about her, too.

(CHRIS WHIMPERS)

Oh, shit.

Don't worry, babe,
we'll watch the knee.

Of course we will.

Of course we will.

And make sure I have enough
magnesium and calcium.

Enough of whatever else
you think I need.

(SIGHING)

What's that for?

The pool.
The swimming pool.

You know you're gonna
kick, you're gonna
do that in water.

Use it.

I got it.

You asshole.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Thanks.

I'll make sure I'm
out of the apartment

by the time you get back
from the Pan Ams.

Yeah. Well,
you know I can...
No, I...

I want to make
the move. I...

I want to live
in a new place.

Sure. Fine. I will, uh...

Yeah, sure.

(THUDS)

(EXCLAIMS PAINFULLY)

You all right?
Yeah. Yeah.

The fog is amazing.

I think they got it
a little overheated
in here.

It was still dumb.

Yeah.

How come you swim
and then lift?

Aren't you worried
about getting tight?

Not really.

You know,
if you're a swimmer,

you ought to stretch
before doing that.

Well, I gave up swimming
a couple of years ago.

I'm playing polo now.

Water polo?

Yeah, water polo.

In that case, you really
ought to stretch.

In fact, you shouldn't use
that machine at all.

Yeah?

What would you
suggest I use?

Free weights.

Free weights.

Yeah, free weights.

Yeah, it's better for
flexibility, coordination.

Uh...

I'm not too
sure about that.

Look.

You get a better
range of motion.

Plus, you gotta
control the bar.

You still don't see it?

Well, no, I...

I understand.

It's just that I've got
this job, and I can't lift
with the polo team.

What's that got to do with it?

There's nobody to spot me.

Tell you what,
you spot me and
I'll spot you.

What's wrong?
Nothing. Nothing.

You mean, right now?
Sure. Sure.

That was a five?
Yeah.

Wanna go first?
No. No. You're there.

Okay.

Ready?
Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

Aren't you gonna...
Oh, sorry.

One, two, three, up.

(GRUNTS) Okay.

You want to
change them?

The weights?

Oh. No, no,
I'll warm up with these.

Okay.

Is something wrong?
No. Okay.

Okay. One, two,
three, up.

Don't arch your back.
Don't arch your back.

Come on. I'm right here.
I'm right here.

Okay. Last one. Last one.

I said don't arch
your back. Okay. Okay.

Okay, I got it.

That's for your
shoulders and pecs,
not your back.

Won't help to cheat.
Yeah. Thanks.

How you doing?
Hey, fine.

(TINGLOFF CHATTERING)

TINGLOFF: And make that
four 100s, two 200s...

You getting this down?
Yeah, I got it.

Okay, and then have them
concentrate on the approach.

TINGLOFF: How are
you feeling?
Ready to give it a try.

Good. Good.

Look, there's no point
in mincing words.

I don't want you and Tory
on the field at the same time.

Why not?

Well, let's put it this way.
I don't think
you can handle it.

Anything to say?

I work out with
everybody else, or I don't
work out at all.

I'm too old, too hurt
and too tired to put up
with this shit.

(SIGHING)

Ladies,

you want to work out,
or do you want to watch?

If you want to watch,
the bleachers are empty.

Shit, fuck, piss!
Goddamn son of a bitch.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

You let these guys come in,
act like they're
having a good time.

They're popping cork bottles
on the champagne
and drinking beer.

(CHATTERING)

I told you, don't play
down to their level.

Then what do they do?
They get in the pool,

and they're
kicking your ass.

MAN 1: Listen...
Buddy, shut up.

COACH: Here's what's
gonna happen, guys.

They're probably gonna run
a reverse pick to Stites.

(CHATTERING)

(BELL BUZZING)

(WHISTLING)

(PEOPLE WHOOPING)

(BELL BUZZING)

(CHATTERING)

Great game.
You're awful good losers.

Hey, wait a minute.
You like the game?
Yeah, I like the game.

But you never should have
taken that last shot.

You went to the right again.
Yeah. I know.
I don't know why I did that.

And it's your shoulders.
Your-- Never mind.

Never mind?
You're my expert. What do
you mean, never mind?

Then they pulled me
out of the pool

and took me to some
kind of recovery room,
some tunnel.

And they had to delay
the ceremony half an hour.

How did it feel?
Oh, terrible.
I couldn't move.

No. I mean going to the Games,
winning two gold medals?

(SIGHING)
Two gold medals.

I didn't mean the medals.

Uh.

Sort of walked out
there and they hung it
around my neck

and played the
national anthem.

And I do remember
thinking, "This is it?

"Twenty thousand meters
a day since I was 10,
and this is it."

Any regrets?

No, not really.

Would you lie to me
and tell me it
was worth it if it wasn't?

I might.

No, no, I wouldn't.
It was worth it.

What about you?
You gonna go to
Moscow next summer?

You'll go.

What do you mean?
You haven't even seen me.

I've seen people compete.

Sometimes you get hints,

even right away,
about how they'll do.

Hints?

Uh, benching 150.
That's a hint.
(CHUCKLES)

WAITER: Is everything
all right here?
Mmm-hmm.

Who is that?

She's just my
roommate, last year.

I mean for the
last three years,
but not anymore.

Just drifted apart?

(LAUGHS)

Different majors?

(LAUGHS)

I don't know precisely
what happened.

Thanks for lunch.
Sure.

Well...
Thanks again.

Oh, hey, thank you.

For what?

Oh, for making
me feel like...

Like what?
Like I'm not in a hurry.

Kind of lazy.
That's nice.

See you.
See you.

CHRIS: Denny!

If you're not in a hurry,
slow down.

(DENNY LAUGHING)

My God, girl,
what is it?

What's gotten into you?

What's gotten into you?

Is that all?
(LAUGHING) My God.

(LAUGHING)
Well, she's right.
Although...

(MAN CHATTERING ON TV)

DENNY: That was a break
for the Cowboys.

Offensive interference.

Oh, no.

Preston Pearson pushed off.
Toast's coming.

Preston Pearson
never pushed off

in his life.
Oh, yeah?

He just goes out there
and appears, and
catches the pass and...

Preston Pearson pushed off.

(LAUGHING)

Well, I'm sorry,
you know.
You couldn't even see that

from back there.
How did you...

Yes, I... Yes, I could
see that. I'm sorry.

What are you looking through
my workout book for?

It's workouts. What?
You got secret workouts?

Yeah. I mean,
it's kind of private.
You know...

I don't even...
Forgive me.
The cover is nice.

Did you do that?

No, my roommate
did it. Why?

It's nice. It has
pretty yellow flowers.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You're embarrassed
about your roommate. Why?

Why?

(SCOFFS)

Fine.

Two greatest-looking girls
in San Luis Obispo.

It wasn't a secret.

Yeah, well, what do
you think about that?

I think we both like
great-looking girls.

Don't.

I don't care.
I don't care. I don't care
about any of that.

I just...

Whatever happens, I just
want to believe what
you tell me, that's all.

Okay?

Okay?

Okay.

There's nothing to tell.

We don't see each other
anymore, ever.

Not ever?

Listen.
Don't you have
a lunch to be at?

I mean, I think I recall
you saying that you
had a lunch date.

Well...
With a small--

Little Laurie, right.

But her sister
is here from--
Oh, her sister.

From Bakersfield.
Two greatest-looking girls

from Bakersfield.

(CHRIS LAUGHING)

Can you wait here?
What for?

I got to go to the john,
for one thing.

Are you going to pee?
Yeah.

Oh, good.

Come on.

Chris, what are
you doing?

What are you doing?
Come on.

Come on.
What is...

I want to hold it.

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
Wait a minute.
Come on.

I've always wanted to pee
standing up. Come on.

(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)
Chris, see, I don't--
Now, come on.

CHRIS: Yes, you can.

DENNY: (SIGHING) No, I can't.

I know you can do it.
It will mean a lot to me.

CHRIS: Am I aiming right?

DENNY: I guess so.

CHRIS: Okay.

DENNY: Chris, I can't do this.
I'm trying,
but I can't do this.

This isn't gonna work.

CHRIS: Of course it is.

Just do this.

(WATER RUNNING)

Thanks. Everything
is all right now.

(BAND PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(INAUDIBLE)

TINGLOFF: What's the matter?
The boycott make you lose
interest in all this?

You need a medal, Chris?
Is that it?

I'm listening.

RICK ON PHONE:
We think about you
all the time.

And we're real proud of you,
honey, real proud of you.
You know that.

Thank you.
Oh, well, you know,

this is not really easy
for me to say,

but you were right about
Tingloff being the
coach for you. He really is.

Oh, Daddy.

Well, your ma and I will be
looking out for you tomorrow.
You know that.

You're not thinking,
are you?

Okay.

Two heats
for the hurdles.

You're in with Pooch.

Hi, Willie Lee. Pooch.
WILLIE: Hi.

POOCH: Hi.
How are you?

You have to
own the hurdles.

It's your event.

You know it,
they know it.

If you go, say,
13.35 or better,
you've got an edge.

If not, it'll be
uphill all the way.
Look at me.

I said, look at me.
Let go of my arm.

You're not going to
say a word to her.

The day you run my race,
you run my life.

Anyone ever tell you
you're a manipulative,
sadistic creep?

Not in so many words, no.

Do I get my turn?

(WHISPERING)
Look around you,
look at everybody.

Now imagine how many bodies
you all buried to get here.

The Games. The javelin,
the discus, the shot,
they're weapons.

Don't kid yourself.
You're here to kill anybody

that gets in your way,
and all the rest is bullshit.

You get up from
this table now,
you're on your own.

(SIGHING)

I just wanted to say
good luck tomorrow.

Thanks. You feel good?

Sure. How do you feel?

Sure.

(CHUCKLES)

Well...

Yeah.

I'll see you
there tomorrow.

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

MAN ON PA: ...13.35.

Coming up on the track,

the second heat pentathlon
100-meter hurdles.

Lane two, Tory Skinner.

Lane three,
Charlene Benveniste.

Lane four, Pooch Anderson.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
It is Pooch Anderson
and Tory Skinner.

Pooch Anderson
moves out in front.

Skinner chases her.
It is Anderson and Skinner.

The lean at the tape.
It is Pooch Anderson,
the winner.

Tory Skinner is second.

That was awesome.
MAN: What's your name?

Anderson.
Skinner.

It sounded like
somebody hit a hurdle.

Somebody did.
Who?

Who?
Chris.

Sure?

Chris?

Yeah, she hit
the third hurdle.
She's right there.

Are you okay?
Yeah.

Are you sure?

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
She missed her step,
she hit a hurdle,

and you lose a lot of points.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Pooch Anderson's
time is at 13.29.

So the standings after first
of five events,
Pooch Anderson is in front.

Fern Wadkins,
who had a 13.37
in the first heat,

but was limping
at the end, is second.

Tory Skinner is third,
Pam Burnside is fourth.

And Chris Cahill
a disappointing fifth.
She is 69 points back.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

MAN ON PA:
That's a foul for Cahill
on her third attempt.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Oh, that's another foul in the
shot put for Chris Cahill.

MAN 2 ON RADIO: Charlie,
you have to put your mistakes
behind you in this event

and think about
the next event.

And I think Chris Cahill
still has her mind
on the hurdles.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
But what about Pooch Anderson?
A PR of 45.07.

She is solidly in first place.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
And the first two events
are her weak events.

Her strong events
are coming up. She may
make this a runaway.

MAN 1 ON RADIO: So, after
two of five events
in the pentathlon,

Pooch Anderson in first.

The experience of
Fern Wadkins,
she holds on to second.

Tory Skinner is in third.

Charlene Benveniste at 6'1"
and 175 pounds,

the biggest athlete in the
competition, she has a PR
of 51.6 in the shot put.

She moves up to fourth.

Pam Burnside,
the 17-year-old high schooler,

she is in fifth.
And Chris Cahill has now
dropped down to sixth.

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

MAN: Your brother
wants to see you.

My brother?

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
I'm looking forward
to Edwin Moses.

He's coming up next
in the 400-meter hurdles.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Well, he is so good I think,

if I were a hurdler,
I'd find another event.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

Track!

What are you gonna
do with this?

I hit a hurdle.

Fouled in the shot put.

I guess I've blown it.

You don't know that.

I had a fight with my coach.

He is...

Maybe he's right.

About what?

Killer instinct or whatever.

I think right now
you just need to

remember to look back
over your right shoulder.

Give you about three
more inches of arch.

You've been talking
to that bastard.

Him and his
"whip everybody's ass."

Hey, could you beat
Zenk in the shot?

Oh, come on.
Could you?

Well, you're not
responsible for
how good he is

or how much better you are
than anybody else.

Color of your eyes.

All you're responsible
for is being a
little bit better today

than you were yesterday,
day before.

All you're trying to do is
whip your own ass.

That's about it.

Give it a try. Hey.

Today I won that 1,500.

I missed two walls.

But...

Yeah, you and walls.

MAN 1 ON RADIO: Next up
in the high jump will be
Charlene Benveniste.

The bar at 1.83.

At 6 feet even,
if she clears it,
it would be a personal best.

She's been training
in Germany, from the
University of Indiana.

And she's got it.

Charlene Benveniste,
over the bar at 6 feet.

All right.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
And she doesn't
really believe it,

but it's true.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
The happiness
of the high jump.

The only jumper left
in the competition,
Chris Cahill.

The bar now at 6 foot,
three and a quarter.
That's 1.85.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Showing a little
flexibility there.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
And she clears. That's a PR
by seven centimeters.

Almost 3 inches.

Cahill will move up
in the competition.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Nearly flawless.

Except she hit the bar
with her calf coming down,

but it didn't drop.
Legal jump.
And she can't believe it.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
And remember, when we heard
about the knee injury

that she had in training,
it was on this event.

MAN ON PA: Competition
in the pentathlon long jump
has been delayed.

MAN 1 ON RADIO: Frank,
the rain has arrived here
in Eugene, Oregon,

so we've got a delay
in the long jump.

Pooch Anderson,
she did have a good jump,

though, solidly
in first place.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
But she was very lucky.

She got her jump in
before it started to rain.

She's a speed jumper.
She may have been in trouble
if she'd had a wet runway.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Chris Cahill, she had her
PR in the high jump,

and she picked up
more than 100 points
on the field.

Then came right back
with another PR in the
long jump of 21.8.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
That's what's so interesting
about the pentathlon is that

you can have someone
who falls down
at the beginning, really,

as she did in the hurdles.

And then she comes back
with personal records,

and now she is
solidly in second place...

(RUSTLING)

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Charlene Benveniste,
her long jump was 19.10,

a little below her standard.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
But she wasn't expecting
to do that well,

because she's only jumped
a little over 20 feet.

I think, the real story is
whether or not Tory Skinner
can catch her.

MAN ON PA:
Ed Tennant
to the long jump pit.

Ed Tennant report
to the long jump pit, please.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
All right,
here is Tory Skinner.

The rain now has stopped,
but the runway
is still very slick.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
And I can't help but think

she's gonna have it in the
back of her mind
that the runway is wet,

because she is a speed jumper
and it is dangerous.

She has a chance
of catching
Charlene Benveniste

because she can jump
about a foot
further than Charlene.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
All right.
Here's Tory Skinner.

This is the fourth
of five events
in the pentathlon.

MAN 2 ON RADIO: Look how her
feet seem to be slipping
as she's coming down.

MAN 1 ON RADIO: Good height.

Distance is not that good.

MAN 2 ON RADIO: No.
She had good extension
and good height,

but she didn't have
the speed. It didn't carry
her far enough.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Her distance, 20'1".

So that means,
with now only
the 800 meters remaining,

Pooch Anderson
is in first place,

Chris Cahill
is in second place,
right behind her.

Yes, and the real battle
is for third place now.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Charlene Benveniste
is in third place,

but Tory Skinner is now
only five points behind her.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Charlene Benveniste, though
she is a very large woman,

actually has a better time
in the 800 meters than Tory.

So Tory is going to
have to beat Charlene

by at least four meters
if she's going to
make the team.

Lee, what was it?
The long jump?
What was what?

Tory.

Her knee hyper-extended.
There's a little swelling,

but, uh, nothing major.

Well, can she run?

Well, she says
she doesn't want to.
Excuse me.

Hey, just happened to be
in the neighborhood.

Hey, well, usually
I like people to phone
before they come.

Anyway, you
want an orange?
No, thanks.

How about a piece
of ice to chew on?

How about a lude?

I watched your
long jump today.
It was really great.

You finally got that
extension at the end.

Charlene's gonna
go out fast.
No shit.

She knows I have to
beat her by four meters.

So she is really
going to push my knee.

Yeah. Well, she's not
going to go
any faster than me.

She's got no kick.
She'll die.

So will you.
Don't do it.

You've got it made.
Don't do anybody any favors.

(SIGHING)

So the knee
bother you that much?

Nah.

Does it?

Hey.
Does it? Does it?

Does it bother you
that much?
Listen.

Does it? Hmm?

Listen.

Look, there was a time
that I just...

Just what?
Just...

Just...

It's weird.

For years you live
by the clock, two-twenties,
three-thirties, four-forties.

And there's never
enough time.

And suddenly you realize,

you have all the
time in the world.

Forget it. Just fuck it.

You've got a race
to run, don't you?

You're not hurt
that bad. You can run.

Oh, yeah?

Do you know
how hurt I am?

I know exactly
how hurt you are.

You can do it.
You can run your race.

And if you can do it,
you have to do it.

Why? Why do I have to?

(CRYING)

Because that's what you are.

You have to.
You have to.

Moscow or no Moscow.
Because that's
what you are.

You got to get off
your ass and do it, okay?

MAN ON PA: All participants
in the women's 800 meter
pentathlon.

Report to the clerk,
gate 47.
This is it.

See you in a minute.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
We're ready now
for the 800 meters,

the final event
of the pentathlon.

The weather has cleared,
the track is dry,
it has cooled off.

Perfect conditions.

And, Charlie,
there are two races
within this race.

The first race is obviously
to make the Olympic team.

And Charlene Benveniste
and Tory Skinner
are virtually tied.

They're really gonna
have to watch each other.

Tory's gonna have to
beat Charlene if she
wants to make the team.

The second race is
between Pooch Anderson
and Chris Cahill.

Chris is a better
800 meter runner.

She could actually
beat Pooch Anderson
and win this event.

MAN: Take your marks and set.
At that time,
I'd like to have...

MAN ON PA: Down on the
infield, please, for the
800 meter pentathlon.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Here are the lane assignments.

Charlene Benveniste,
currently in third place,
is in lane one.

In lane two is Pam Burnside,
the 17 year-old high schooler.

In lane three, Debbie Floyd
of Texas A&M.

OFFICIAL: Good luck.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
In lane four, Chris Cahill.
She is in second place.

MAN ON PA:
In women's high jump,
Garrison has missed...

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
In lane five, from Berkeley,
is Kim Stone.

In lane six, Pooch Anderson.

She's been leading
throughout the competition.

And in lane seven
is Tory Skinner.
She's in fourth place.

Eight hundred meters,
this is two laps around
the 400-meter track.

Gun is up.

(GUN FIRES)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

And it's a fair start.

Chris Cahill,
going out very quickly.

And going right with her
is Charlene Benveniste.

So it is Cahill and Benveniste
taking the early lead.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
And Charlie, you would think

that Chris Cahill
would run conservatively

and just try to
make the Olympic team.

The only thing I can
think of is that, for these
runners, this is Moscow.

There will be no
Olympic games, and she's
trying to win the event.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
It is Chris Cahill and
Charlene Benveniste

down the back stretch.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Charlene tried to go by,

but Chris didn't let her get
that necessary step.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
And dropping back just a bit,

setting their own pace,
Pooch Anderson
and Tory Skinner.

TINGLOFF: 28, 29, 30.

29?

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
The 200 meters for 29 seconds.

That's as fast as the
800-meter women go,
the specialists.

So they're really
going out fast.

MAN 1 ON RADIO: Chris Cahill
on the inside,
Benveniste on the outside.

And Benveniste has been
running on the right
shoulder of Cahill

throughout the race.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
And this really
is a disadvantage.

She's running further.

She's gotta run three
or four meters
further per lap.

A little jostling there.
Some elbowing.

Charlene Benveniste must
get around her and
ahead before she can cut in.

MAN 1 ON RADIO: Cahill and
Benveniste now have
broken contact

with Pooch Anderson
and Tory Skinner.

Bell lap, one to go.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Fifty-nine seconds.
That's incredible.

I don't think they can
hold it to the end.

It's just a question now
of how much they've got

and how much they slow down.

Charlene Benveniste,
still trying to hang on.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY)

Tory Skinner,
running a
very smart first lap.

She was about 65 seconds,
she's beginning to gain.

Still on the outside,
Chris Cahill
still holding her.

But here comes Tory Skinner.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Pooch Anderson and
Tory Skinner

closing on the leaders,

Cahill and Benveniste.

MAN 2 ON RADIO: And they'll
all be together when they
come off the turn.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
It is still Chris Cahill
and Benveniste.

Anderson closing,
as is Skinner.

Tory Skinner behind,
and she has
to catch Benveniste

if she is to make
the U.S. Olympic team.

And Tory Skinner has
got herself in a box

with Cahill and
Benveniste out in front

and Pooch Anderson
on her right shoulder.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
And Tory Skinner really
is boxed. Pooch is going by.

Tory still boxed.

MAN 1 ON RADIO: Tory Skinner
hits the opening,
and she goes through.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
There doesn't seem
to be any foul.

And it looks like
she's going to win this race.

MAN 2 ON RADIO:
It is Tory Skinner
out in front.

And it's Tory Skinner
beating Pooch Anderson
to the tape.

Tory Skinner winning
the 800 meter.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

And here comes Chris Cahill.

And she will finish
behind Debbie Floyd.

And then comes fifth place,
Charlene Benveniste.

Tory Skinner beating
Benveniste by more
than four meters.

(BOTH PANTING)

What's your name?
What's your name?

Cahill. Cahill.
get away.

Are you all right?
Are you all right?

Tory?
Let's get out of here.

MAN 1 ON RADIO:
Does that mean that the
U.S. Olympic team

consists of Pooch Anderson,
Chris Cahill and Tory Skinner?

And with the
boycott at Moscow,

they are all dressed up
with nowhere to go.

Well, what do you think?

Well, he's awful cute.

For a guy.

Are you shitting me?

Hey!

(PEOPLE CHEERING)