Cobb Page #2

I'm the writer.

You mean, he actually found someone

to take the job?

Write all you've got...

he makes somebody dance

Yankee Doodle Dandy on his ass.

I'm out of here.

I've never seen nobody like that before.

Go on!

You'll never last a day

with that old bastard!

You're gonna write that sh*t?

Talking about

"he's the greatest player of all time. "

My ass play better baseball than him!

I'm out of here.

I'm never gonna work for you no more!

Don't ask me to come back!

I'm free, and I'm glad to be out of here.

This is America, you old motherf***er!

Freedom!

This is the land of "Oh, say can you see. "

Kiss my ass with a...

Mr. Cobb?

- Mr. Cobb?

- Where's that sportswriter at?

Mr. Cobb?

Hello, Mr. Cobb.

Thank you very much, Mr. Cobb,

but I don't need this job that bad.

Yes, Mr. Stump,

you do need this job that bad.

Now, come on in here

and meet the great Ty Cobb!

Oh, man, he's nuts.

Don't let him get you.

I won't hurt you. Come on.

I won't hurt you.

Come on in here.

On the violin, Fritz Kreisler.

I'm a great admirer of his.

I'm also a great admirer of yours.

Thank you.

You are a hopeless romantic...

and only a moderate success, however.

Sir, I'm the highest-paid sportswriter

in America...

and not merely a "moderate success. "

Of course.

Hand me those green and white pills

right there, please.

That is an invitation

to a testimonial dinner...

at the Baseball Hall of Fame

in Cooperstown, New York.

Young man, you're gonna take me there.

When is it?

In a few weeks.

All the great ones are gonna be there!

The great Mickey Cochrane,

"Wahoo" Sam Crawford...

Jimmie Foxx, Rogers Hornsby,

the Waner boys...

Goddamn, we used to have

some parties, Stump.

I'm gonna tell you that right now.

We can't forget.

I won't forget.

Look at me closely, Al.

Lie after lie has been told about me.

My entire life, I've been misunderstood.

You are the very fortunate

young sportswriter...

who has been chosen

to tell the true story...

of Ty Cobb.

- Great. What's the true story?

- That's why you're here.

See, there's two kinds

of writers in this life.

Ones that spin endless yarns

about tiny little subjects, that's you...

and the ones with one big subject...

that consumes them forever,

that could be you...

because I am that subject.

Are you okay?

Jameson!

Jameson, get your ass up here.

Sir?

There's a small oil company

in Bakersfield near Elk Hills Reserve...

called Honolulu Oil Company.

You buy all the stock in it that you can.

Getty's expanding,

I'm looking for little companies like that.

I've got a hunch.

Stump, come over here to me.

I think I can take that buck.

What do you think?

With that pistol, I don't believe so.

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