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The two have finished the pro-amateur play of the American classic tournament, which begins the next day. They are followed by Augie Pauvin, who is Pat's caddy. I should have sunk that putt on the 18th, Pat. Ah, stop worrying about it. Now I played like a duffer. Look, they'll be won, didn't we? Well, that's not the point. I made you work so hard. It's just a game, so stop fretting. Hey, there's my wife. Hi, darling. Hello. Hi, Doc. Augie. Hello, Sharon. Howdy, Mr. Munsey. How'd my husband do today? Badly, as usual. He's crazy. Pat was brilliant, as usual. Oh, Mr. Munsey. Yeah, Augie. I'll put the clubs in your locker. Then I want to go over the course again, especially holds number five and sixteen. Whatever you say, Augie. I want to be a real help tomorrow, Mr. Munsey. Oh, bye, Mr. Munsey. Bye, Augie. Bye, Augie. Augie Pauvin's best caddy I ever had. That's why I've kept him with me for the past five years. See you at the festivities tonight, Theo? Oh, sure thing. 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Of the American classic golf tournament. Dr. Theodore Bassett and Sharon Munsey are part of the gallery known as Munsey's Mob, which follows Pat Munsey around the course. The medical man has noted that the pro golfer takes small white pills. He keeps it to himself. But on the eighth tee, he approaches Pat and speaks to him. Hi there, Pat. Hello, Theo. Oh, how are you, Doc? Fine, Augie. Uh, Pat, one of those white pills you're taking. Okay, quiet down, everybody. Where you keep it quiet? Let's let the pros drive now. Okay, let's have it quiet, okay? Hey, good drive, Luke. Thanks, Pat. Oh, you're driving, Mr. Munsey. Plenty of time, Augie. Glenn drives next. Okay, now let's keep it quiet, everybody. Come on, boss. Come on, boss. Come on, get down. Stay on the fairway, ball. Oh, man. Tough luck, Glenn. Where'd I pick up that hook? Mr. Munsey, you're driving. Thanks, Augie. Let's let the man drive, okay? Quiet, please. Okay, good, thank you. Wish I had that ball. Thanks, Glenn. Very dry, Pat. Thanks, Luke. Here, Augie. He's a 7-9 to the green, Mr. Munsey. 7 or 8, Augie, depending on the lie. That's a 7. Whatever you say, Augie. What were you saying, Doc? I asked about those pills you were taking. What are they? Just aspirin. With my headache, I'm lucky I can even take them. Too much bottled cheer at the dinner last night? I had this headache before I got to the dinner. You get them frequently? No. Then I'm lucky to shot as well as I have, considering the one I picked up. If you make par on this hole, you'll be in a charging position. If, if, if I bogeyed the last hole, you'll still win under Mr. Munsey. Not good enough, Augie. I'll get back to Sharon in the gallery. I was only wondering about those pills. Good luck, Pat. I thought I'd lost you, Dr. Theo. Oh, those pills he's taking, they're just aspirin, Sharon. I could have told you that. He's been taking aspirin tablets since last night. There was a hangover when Pat told me what they were. You should know better than that, doctor. I, I should. Pat doesn't drink. This, uh, next tea ought to be a good time to introduce your friend to Pat, Dr. Theo. Didn't know George was even in the gallery until we reached the 11th hole. Well, as long as I'm going to meet the famous Pat Munsey, it doesn't matter, Theo. Pat hasn't shot well today, Mr. Glashine. Well, this is only the second round, Mrs. Munsey. He's got this plus two days to go, and I'm sure he'll win. So is his gallery. Come on, George. Now's a good time for you to meet him. Uh, this is a long par three, Theo. You're telling me, 215 yards. I took a five the first day of the program and a six the second. This 16th is a killer. Uh-oh. Yeah, first time I ever saw Pat argue with his caddy. Do you think this is a good time for me to meet Mr. Munsey? Why not? Uh, well, just a minute, though. I want to hear what this argument's all about. I tell you, I want the two iron, not the four. But, Mr. Munsey, it's only 215 yards. You'd be way over the green if you used the two. Look, give me the two iron and another aspen. You're taking so much aspen. I don't need any lectures from you, Augie. Now give me the two. Here, Mr. Munsey, I still say you should use the... I don't care what you say. I don't like to hit a four off a T. Yes, sir, Mr. Munsey. Pat. Pat. I want to introduce my friend, George Glashine. Oh, how are you, Dad? Hello, Augie. Is your doctor, Augie? No. This is your friend, Dr. Theodore Bassett. Uh, how do you do? Excuse me, I got a hit. All right, please. That's quite down. No noise while the players hit their T shots. Quiet, please. That's nice. The first time I've seen him do that, he birdied this hole twice on the Pro-Am. He was way long over the green this time. There he goes. He's a veritable Ben Hogan, George. Pat's ability to concentrate on his game is beyond belief. Well, he'd better concentrate. His caddy told him to use a four iron. He'll be lucky if he makes the cut after today's score. He'll be okay, Sharon. Pat'll snap out of it. After all, it's only a game, like he said. But he's having anxieties he's never had before, and he forgets things that used to be routine. Like, uh, like what? Well, I suppose they're little matters, but they're important to a pro golfer, Theo. Such as personally checking the number of clubs in his bag. Why, if Augie hadn't caught it, he'd had three putters in that bag this morning. Three? Three. All of a sudden, he's decided he isn't putting well, so he bought two new clubs in the pro shop, but he still used his regular putter. What happened to the other two? Augie put them in Pat's locker, and he fails to remember certain hazards on certain holes. Like on 18 yesterday, there was no excuse for him being in that trap. He just forgot it was there. I didn't forget it during the Pro-Am. I was in it. And Pat forgot all about signing his scorecard yesterday until Augie reminded him. 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But he had a streak of good luck and buried the first four holes during the third round, a thing that sent the huge gallery following him into ecstasies. His wife Sharon and their friend Dr. Theodore Bassett were in the gallery, a part of Muncie's mob. Pat had just gotten his fourth birdie after a sensational 60-foot putt that sent the gallery into chairs that wouldn't quit. When Pat Muncie started in a direction other than what the accompanying pros had taken. Where you going, Luke, Glenn? Fifth tee is over this way. Fifth tee is over here. Come on, Augie, are you going the wrong direction the same as they are? The fifth tee is that way, Mr. Muncie. I say it's this way. You like to take a bet it's this way? What are you doing, Pat? Adding psychological warfare to your bag of tricks. I say the fifth tee is that way. Now I bet you 20 bucks. Pat, you've played this course. I don't know how many times a fifth tee is that way. Look, Glenn, put up or shut up. Mr. Muncie, they're right. I don't need any advice from a caddy. Here's my 20, Pat, and mine. You want to pay up now or later, Mr. Muncie? Those four birdies are gone to your head. Just follow me to the fifth tee. Then it's just over this rise. A guy who's in a five-way tie for first in this tournament doesn't need any psychological warfare to help him. I agree with you, Glenn. Shall we go to the fifth tee? Yeah, maybe the guys in front of us are off the green by now, Luke. Pat can pay us there. Yeah, I'd have sworn the fifth tee was right here, Augie. Well, we all make mistakes, Mr. Muncie. This way, sir. Well, that's 40 bucks shot. Is it part of his plan? I mean to upset Luke and Glenn? Why? Luke is too over par. Glenn is even. And Pat is three under. No, Theo, it's not part of his plan. Makes no sense. I've never seen Pat forget the layout of a golf course like he's forgotten this one. Well, it's not an easy course. None of them are, but Pat actually making bets that he knew where the fifth tee was after playing how many times? We had two days of the program, and this is round three of the tournament. And Pat played around before the program started to get a climatize to the course. I tell you, Dr. Theo, something's happened to him. Well, here's your five-iron, Mr. Muncie. I want a seven. You'll be short, Mr. Muncie. What do my notes say? Well, there's the weeping willow tree. We're just opposite it. And it's 200 yards of the flag from here. About 160, 170. That's it. Take a five, Mr. Muncie. And I say give me the seven. You come up short of the green, sir. You'll see. Now, give me the seven. I can't argue with it, but I still say you'd better use a five-iron. Would you be quiet while I make my shot? Hmm. Hey, wow! Did you see that? To the pitch and wedge, Mr. Muncie. I'm short. I said you'd be, Mr. Muncie. What are you doing? Throwing the game? Who said that? Just a guy from the gallery. You make a deal, Muncie? What kind of deal? Throw the tournament. Why are you dirty? Mr. Muncie, Mr. Muncie, come back now. Don't pay any attention to him. Don't pay any attention to him. I've never thrown anything in my life, but I'm going to throw you right out of here. Mr. Muncie. Come on, you golf bomb. I'd like to see you do it. You will, Mr. Mr. Muncie, now you get back on the course. Who are you telling me? I'm an official of the PGA, and I'm telling you one more time. Get back on the course. Come on, Mr. Muncie, come on. You're using me for throwing a tournament. You're all raking it all for Muncie coming up short like me. I should have slapped that guy alongside the head with my wedge. Mr. Muncie, Mr. Muncie. Listen, when you finish this round and sign your scorecard, will you see me in the clubhouse? Yes, sir. What happened, Pat? What's all the fuss about? That guy yell at you. Nothing, gentlemen. What do you mean nothing? That bomb in the gallery's head, I was trying to throw this tournament. Mr. Muncie, I'm just trying to get the game started again. Just because I come up short of the green, I'm throwing the tournament. I think that's your wife waving at you, Pat. Yeah, well, let her wave. Throwing the tournament. Why doesn't he at least acknowledge the fact that I'm here, Theo? He won't even look this way. Well, he's probably ashamed by the show he put on when he almost attacked that loudmouth in the gallery. Pat's in trouble, Doctor. You saw the manner of that PGA official. Yes, I saw it. That official wasn't kidding. A pro golfer doesn't try to attack a gallery-eyed. I know. No matter what. But to accuse Pat Muncie of throwing a tournament is just ridiculous. You know it, and I know it, but how many others do? Here's Radio Theatre. We'll return after this message from your local station. Here's a tip from your better business bureau. Are you in the market for a used car? 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I had something to really cheer about at the end of that third round when Pat sank another miraculous putt for Birdie on the 18th green and wound up in a five-way tie for first place. Pat's troubles aren't over. Not yet, by any means. Leaderboard, Pat, you're in a five-way tie for first. I know, Glenn. Probably won't get to play with it tomorrow, but it's been great, Pat. Yeah, for me too. Thanks, Luke. Glenn, take my putter, Augie. Yes, sir. What are you stopping me for? You haven't been in the score center signed your scorecard yet, Mr. Munson. Oh, thanks, Augie. And don't forget, right afterwards, you're supposed to see that PGA official in the clubhouse. Why did you start into the gallery today? Did you hear what that guy said? A professional golfer is not supposed to pay any attention to remarks you may hear from the gallery. But that bum accused me of throwing the tournament. Just because I was shorted. I know, I know, Mr. Munson, but that still doesn't excuse your actions. Well, what am I supposed to do? You've been a member of the PGA and on the tour long enough to know, Mr. Munson. When that loud mouth accused me... Mr. Munson, I don't care what he accused you of. Your insulting remarks and your near assault on that man is demeaning to a professional golfer. And the PGA will have no more of it. Now, is that clear? Yeah, that's clear. Okay, we understand each other. Now, good luck tomorrow in your final round. Thank you, sir. Now, for Mr. Munson's actions, Augie. I can't, Doc. I wish I could, but I can't. He's always been brilliant on any golf course he's ever played. You're telling me? Find this golfer I ever cared it for? Then what's happened? I don't know, Doc. He's making mistakes now that I ain't duffer wouldn't make. Well, like what, Augie? Oh, there are so many, Doc, like on the 16th team the second day. Why, he's used to fours. Sometimes a five-eyed if the wind was blowing behind us, there was no wind, no nothing. Except his stubbornness about using a two-off for the 16th. Yeah, I was there. Then you saw how long he was over green. Yeah, he was way over. And like yesterday, when he left the fourth green, he even had the nerve to bet the fifth tee was in a different direction. I saw that, too. I was dumbfounded when Mr. Munson walked off in a different direction. Well, he knows this course like the palm of his hand. Do you think he really forgot where the tee was or was he trying to psych out the pros he was playing with? Well, four. Yeah, good, but there's no match for Pat Munson when he's on his game. Yeah, yeah. Has he said anything to you, like, well, or maybe like troubles with Sharon? No, no. He never talks about his personal life. You know how he is or was, at least. That's the best golfer anybody ever saw. Funny, Mr. Munson never hears the gallery. Well, I expect arguments about club selections, especially now, but I was really surprised yesterday when he heard that guy in Munson's mouth sound off about him throwing the tournament. Just cause he hit short to the green. Good thing you kept him from assaulting that man. That official from the PGA stopped him more than I did. Did Mr. Munsey see the PGA official after he'd finished the round? I guess so. I reminded him he was supposed to after I reminded him to sign his scorecard. He forgot again? It ain't like him, Doc. It ain't like Mr. Munsey at all to forget anything when it comes to golf. How's Pat this morning, Sharon? I don't know, Theo. After last night, I'm not sure I care. Oh? Well, what happened last night? He threw a scene in a restaurant that really embarrassed me. But not him, not at all. Well, what did he do? Well, you know those little old-fashioned boxes that hold matches? A little tie that is all enclosed with the bottom that slides out? Yes, as I know. I used to practice tying surgical knots in those boxes. Well, I didn't even know Pat had one until he pulled it out. Well, what's embarrassing about that? What he did with it. It was full of dead flies, roaches, you name it. If it could fit in the box, he had it. What? I don't get it. We had this dinner, see? A real nice dinner. I thought that whatever was troubling Pat might be gone. Then when we were almost through eating, he pulled out this box, this match box, slew it open, considered for a moment to then put this dead cockroach under a small portion of the meat that was still on his plate. What? Pat Muncie did that? Then he called for the waiter in a loud voice and complained about his food. Well, the waiter, when he saw the dead cockroach, called for the manager. Pat said he was not paying for anything served with dead roaches in it. The manager agreed with him, said both dinners would not be charged for, and asked Pat to please lower his voice. Lord, I don't understand why would Pat do a thing like that? Well, I don't know. He kept screaming and yelling about the dirty food in the place. Well, I got up and left the restaurant, went back to the motel. Alone? Of course. And then did Pat come in later, Sharon? Oh, yeah. He was laughing. Well, that's when I saw the contents of the match box. I told him, in no uncertain terms, that I'd break his arm if he tried to put a dead insect on my plate. What did he say to that? I don't know. He started chasing a moth that had flown into the room. I cried myself to sleep. Buddy, quiet down. Let the man part out. It's 11 o'clock, sir. You any advice on this plate, Mr. Muncie? Looks like the break is to the left. It only looks that way, Mr. Muncie. If I was you, I'd play it about an inch to the right of the cup. But you are not me, are you, Agi? No, sir. So I'm going to play it my way to the left of the cup. Got the flag, Agi? Yes, sir, Mr. Muncie. Ah, let's see. If I birdie this hole, I'll have the lead. So, an inch to the left. He told me to play it to the left. You want the flag in or out, sir? Damn you. Let me see that man. Leave him alone. He's bleeding. I said to leave him alone, he got what he deserved. Are you cold-blooded, Muncie? Let me help you. Break it up. Break it out. Check it out. Break it out. No, that's Muncie. This round is finished. What do you mean finished? We're only on the 11. It's finished for you, Muncie. Now come on. I'll stay with this caddy. I know him well. Okay, doctor. Okay, okay. Now come on, Muncie. You hear me, Agi? This is Muncie. You know where you are? Yes, ma'am. In the hospital. Do you know what happened? Yes, ma'am. Mr. Muncie threw his putt out. Have the police been to see you yet? Yes, ma'am. And? I ain't wringing no charges against Mr. Muncie. That's very generous of you, Agi. Mr. Muncie has been good to me, ma'am. Under this tournament, you mean? Something's eating at him, ma'am. Yes. Did he say or do anything odd the first 11 holes today? No. He was like his old self the first ten. Had the sweet swing of a gin little or sans-nique. But was longer. Well, on number three, you know that long par five? The monster hole, that's 650 yards long. 52, exactly. What about him? He was on the edge of the green in two shots and sunk a 70-foot putt for an eagle three. I know. I was in the gallery. Yes. On number 11, I told him to putt about an inch to his right. But he insisted on putting less. And when he missed, that's when he threw the putt at me. Too bad you didn't see it coming. Yes, ma'am. But like I said, I am bringing no charges against Mr. Muncie. It was nice of you to meet me, Dr. Theo. Wouldn't have it any other way, Sharon. How's Pat this morning? Sleeping like a log when I left the motel. And last night? He still doesn't think he's done anything wrong. That Augie deserved what he got. Sick. He's sick, Sharon. Maybe with your help I can convince the PGA of this. Here we are. After you. How do you do, Mrs. Muncie? Mrs. Dr. Theodore Bassett, a friend of my husband's. How do you do, Doctor? Please be seated. I played in the program with Pat. Oh, yes. I remember. Mrs. Muncie, I'll get right to the point. Please do. Mr. Muncie faces permanent disbarment from the PGA and any PGA-sponsored golf tournaments. The, um, caddy, Augie Parvin, is not going to bring charges against my husband. But the man your husband had to fight with, uh, he's charging Mr. Muncie with a salt and battery. He wasn't injured. Well, he's fortunate. It was Mr. Muncie's intention to, well, to use an expression, knock him cold as he did his caddy. And whether or not Mr. Augie Parvin brings charges is immaterial. The policeman. Well, how can the police? In view of the many witnesses. And Muncie's mob contained many, ma'am. The police have been besieged that the throwing of the putter by Mr. Muncie was deliberate. But Mr. Muncie is sick. From what, Doctor? 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I've known Pat Muncie since he came on the PGA Tour ten years ago. Answer the question, Dr. Bassett. He's never exhibited any psychotic conditions whatsoever. Will your honor please instruct the witness to answer the question? Answer the question, Dr. Bassett. Well, I don't remember what it was, your honor. I asked, how do you account for the defendant's subsequent actions during the tournament? Well... Which days, sir? The last two to be specific. Do you mean the last two rounds then? I do. The third round when his assault on a member of the gallery was aborted only by the interference of his caddy and a PGA official. And the fourth round when the defendant physically assaulted a member of the crowd who was only trying to help the caddy Mr. Muncie had knocked out when he deliberately threw his golf club. Pat Muncie is not a homicidal maniac. Just answer the question, Dr. Bassett. I'm trying to. Your honor, it's only an educated guess on my part. But there must be some physical reason for the changes that have taken place in Pat Muncie. Your honor, will you please... Please, this is a court of law, not an arena. Now, has or has not a physical examination of the defendant been made? Not to my knowledge, your honor. Nor to mine, and I think it should be made. I agree with you, doctor. The court directs that a physical examination of the defendant be made at once. And my guess proved correct. X-rays show that Pat has a subdural hematoma. A what? A subdural hematoma. What's that, Dr. Thiel? It's a blood clot on the brain. Oh, my God. Oh, now don't come apart on me, Sharon. A blood clot on the brain? Where'd he get that? I was about to ask you, has Pat ever received any head wounds? Not that I know of. Well, now, he must have injured his head at some time or another. Most people have, you know. Well, I don't know. We've been married 12 years. If it happened before then, I wouldn't know about it. Well, if it happened earlier, he'd have shown symptoms earlier. A blood clot on the brain. It's a very small clot, and recovery from the operation is assured. You mean you have to operate on Pat? A subdural hematoma always requires an operation, Sharon. Now, think, girl. Did Pat get a head wound any time recently? I can't remember his ever. Wait a minute. How severe would it have to be? Well, it could have been very minor. Well, we didn't even think about it after it happened, but... But what, Sharon? Well, he started taking aspirin for headache that night, even before he went to dinner. What dinner? The night before the professional rounds began. Well, what happened to him? He bumped his head getting into the car when we were leaving at the end of the Pro-N. Severely? Well, no. I mean, we even joked about it. Could that have caused this? I mean, there was no blood or anything like that. Well, yes, it could. Although a subdural hematoma generally evidences itself, some weeks or months later by progressive symptoms, such as those Pat has shown. Now, has he had any dizzy spells? Well, he had to sit down to put on his socks. Yeah, he said it made him dizzy to put them on standing up, which is the way he's always done. Why didn't you tell me, Sharon? Why should I? I thought it was just age creeping up on Pat. Headaches and occasional dizzy spells are signs of it, aren't they? Not necessarily, no. When do you operate on Pat? Tomorrow morning, and don't worry. You'll be back on the tour, belting out those long drives and sinking those impossible putts in a few months. Sure, I can hear you. You remember the nursery rhyme, fuzzy-wuzzy? Huh? Fuzzy-wuzzy was a bear. Fuzzy-wuzzy had no hair. Fuzzy-wuzzy wasn't very fuzzy, was he? And I love you, bald head and all. Well, the hair will grow back, and I sure love you. Can I rub something? Come on in, Theo. Yes, Doctor, please do. I thought I'd bring you some good news for a change. Like what? Well, for one thing. Don't keep us in suspense, Doctor Theo. Please, Sharon, you're talking to the man who saved my life. The guy who was suing you has dropped everything. You mean I won't have to go to jail? Not a chance. He's only anxious for you to get back on the tour, as is the PGA. Oh, what a relief. That really makes my day, Theo. And as your surgeon, I think you can be ready to play golf in time for the National Open. I know. Well, this is the 18th hole. I know that, too. If he ties, there could still be a playoff. If, if, if. And if he birdies the hole. Theo, this is a par-five, 590-yard hole. You're talking birdies? Well, that strive was over 300 yards. And his second shot was short of the green by what? 20, 30 yards? Five ways. Ways will be quiet. I shouldn't ever have been short, Augie. It's okay, Mr. Munsey. Mr. Harvey was short, too. What is he to the flag? I'd say about 35 yards. As you can see, the pen is set back in the corner of the green. Hmm. With a big bunker behind it. Don't worry about it, Mr. Munsey. What'll you do five minutes, Augie? Kick it off? You won't be in it, Mr. Munsey. Not the way you're playing today. Yeah, Harvey's addressing the ball now. Let's be still. That's pretty sad. Real pretty. Boy, it's a great shot, Harvey. He can't be more than three feet from the cup. The way he's been putting, it looks like a cinch birdie. I bet he got my work cut out for me. Yes, sir. You want to where is your nine-ine, sir? I think I'll take the nine, Augie, and try to run it. Well, here goes nothing. I had you with that birdie putt just waiting for me. So did I. I sure didn't expect you to hold out. Did it die, Harvey? I was just trying to get close enough so we'd die. Well, you're way spent this way, Mr. Munsey. Hey, Sharon, did you see it? I'm proud of you. My first national opening. I know, I know. Oh, this is... You know, Mr. Harvey, don't you? Oh, yeah, we've met several times. Hi, Sharon. Hello, Paul. Oh, that was a great shot, your husband, man. He always does. Not always. Hey, where's Theo? Dr. Bassett saved my life. Doc and Augie, you're my caddy. Ah, but neither of us had anything to do with you getting an eagle on this hole. He's absolutely right. Oh, they're only responsible for my staying in the PGA. Yeah, I thought Theo would be with you, Sharon. He was. Walked the whole round with me. He wore a red sweater, a tan trouser. See him. Hey, Theo. He's waving at you. Guess he wants the gallery to thin out and the photographer is to disappear first. Oh, Munsey's mob. Great finish for them, Pat. They followed you, Harvey, as much as they did me. Oh, no, they didn't. You can hear them now, can't you? Yeah, I can hear them. Munsey's mob was polite to me, Pat, but they're cheering you. It's graduation time, so give your graduate a scholar. I've always wanted a smart girl for my son. 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