Happy Gilmore: I got into this tournament for one reason: money. And now I have a new reason: kicking your ass! Shooter McGavin: Well, I'd like to see you try. Happy Gilmore: [Picks up beer bottle and smashes it in half] Let's do it, then! Shooter McGavin: I meant on a golf course!
Virginia: What's this about you breaking a rake and throwing it in the woods? Happy Gilmore: I didn't *break* it, I was merely testing its durability, and I *placed* it in the woods cause it's made of wood and I thought he should be with his family.
