Arthur Newman Page #3

No, Federal Express.

Well, I ran a branch in Orlando.

Well, I was floor manager.

Oh, Jesus!

No wonder you want to

be Arthur Newman.

Why the gold angle?

I just happen to be a

very good golfer.

Last spring at Diamondback

Golf Club, I observed a

gentleman taking

practice shots.

He had some serious issues with

his swing, and I offered

him some, quite frankly,

valuable advise.

And the next thing I know, this

gentleman grabs me on the

16th fairway and he says,

"Sir, you are a godsend.

I'm shooting like my old self

again. " And he tells me he

owns a private golf club in

Terre Haute, Indiana, and I am

welcome there any time.

Well, that moment, Mike,

I had an epiphany.

"Sir," I said,

"My name is Arthur Newman. "

It just popped out of my mouth.

"And I have recently returned

stateside after 15 years

abroad on Asian tours,"

and did he need a teaching

pro, I asked him.

He shook my hand, and

he said, "Arthur,

consider yourself hired.

I'll see you in Terre

Haute next summer. "

So you just ditched Wallace

Avery for a total stranger's

half-baked promise?

How very good are you?

See that tractor?

I'm going to hit it.

Huh!

Cool!

See the truck?

Oh!

Can I ask you a personal question?

I don't know, can you?

Where you going to

go after we get to

Terre Haute?

I don't know.

I guess...

Don't you have a place?

You know, a...

A, I a home owner?

Don't you have,

you know, a family?

No, not really.

No dad?

No.

Mom?

Killed herself.

I'm so sorry.

You have siblings?

I have a twin sister in

a loony bin, Arthur.

I put her there for the fourth

time right before I met you.

So you see, I really don't

have that much family.

Twin sister?

As an identical twin sister?

Good night, Arthur.

By any chance, does your twin

sister have short, blond hair?

Lives in Durham, and you're

carrying her driver's license?

You really think you're the

only person walking around

with someone else's ID?

How is this possible?

I mean, you both...

we're both...

is this why you agreed

to come with me?

Look, don't think this makes

us any closer, OK?

So...

Who are you?

what's your name?

Hey...

so sorry.

My questions upset you, Mike?

My name is Charlotte.

Kevin, over here!

Watch me!

Over here!

Watch me!

F*** off, Jamie!

Nice trip, dumb ass!

There's someone here who'd like

to speak with you about

your father.

This is Mina Crawley.

She is a friend of Wallace's.

I'm a dear, dear friend

of your dad's.

He... he spoke so much about you.

It's a genuine pleasure to...

you do resemble him here.

Your father went camping

five days ago

and he hasn't returned.

At Talbot State Park at, um...

at the ocean.

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