Terminagolf (1996)

Partager la citation sur facebook Chubbs: Golf's no different from hockey. It requires talent and self discipline.
Happy: Golf requires goofy pants and a fat ass. You should talk to my neighbor the accountant, probably a great golfer, huge ass.
Chubbs: Hey, I'll bet your neighbor the accountant can't drive the ball 400 yards. I'll bet your neighbor the accountant doesn't have a shot to get on the Pro Tour!
Happy: And how would I do that?
Chubbs: You win the Open tomorrow, and you're automatically on the Pro Tour. Then who knows, maybe you'll win the Tour Championship. Get that gold jacket that I never got.
Happy: Gold jacket, green jacket, who gives a shit?

Partager la citation sur facebook McGavin: I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast.
Happy: You eat pieces of shit for breakfast?
McGavin: No.

Partager la citation sur facebook [McGavin takes a shot]
Mr. Larson: Trying to reach the green from here, Shooter?
McGavin: That's not possible, sir.
Mr. Larson: I beg to differ, Happy Gilmore accomplished that feat no more than an hour ago.
McGavin: (turning round and seeing Mr. Larson) Well, moron, good for Happy Gilm-OH MY GOD!!

Partager la citation sur facebook Announcer: We haven't seen Happy Gilmore play this badly since his first day on tour. He and Bob Barker are now dead last.
Barker: I can't believe you're a professional golfer. I think you should be working at the snack bar.
Happy: You better relax, Bob.
Barker: There is no way that you could have been as bad at hockey as you are at golf.
Happy: All right. Let's go!
[he punches Barker in the face]
Happy: You like that, old man?! You want a piece of me?!
Barker: [shakes his head as he get up from the ground] I don't want a piece of you. I want the whole THING!
[he repeatedly punches Happy vigorously until he hits the water]
Happy: [angrily emerges from the water] Now you're gonna get it, Bobby!
[he and Barker continue fighting, and they roll down the hill, until Happy conks Barker in the head and gets back on his feet]
Man from behind: [cheers Happy on] Happy!
Happy: The Price is wrong, bitch!
[Barker suddenly chokes Happy and punches him 3 times]
Barker: I think you've had enough.
[Happy tries to get back up again]
Barker: No?
[he kicks Happy in the face once more]
Barker: Now you've had enough. [sets off, then turns back to Happy] Bitch.

Partager la citation sur facebook Happy: I'll make you a bet. If you get this puck into that net, I'll never bother you again. But if you miss, you have to give me a big fat kiss. And you have to pretend you like it too.
Virginia: Do you always carry a puck with you?
Happy: Yeah.
[Virginia shoots the puck and scores]
Happy: Holy shit. Talk about your all time backfires.
Virginia: Happy,... I didn't see it go in.
[they kiss]

Partager la citation sur facebook Mover: You hit that guy!
Happy: He shouldn't have been standing there.

Partager la citation sur facebook He doesn't play golf... he destroys it.