Caddyshack
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"It's a little harsh."
"Naaa naa naaaa naaaa." (while putting)
"I like you Betty" "It's Danny"
Ty: Do you do drugs Danny? Danny: Offcourse I do sir Ty: So what's your problem then?
Carl Spackler: I smell varmint poontang, and the only good varmint poontang is dead varmint poontang, I think..
Czervic: He called me a baboon, thinks I'm his wife.
Carl Spackler: So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one -- big hitter, the Lama -- long, into a ten-thousand foot crevice, right at the base of this glacier. And do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga...gunga -- gunga galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consiousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.
Carl Spackler: License to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. Man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit - ever. They're like the Viet Cong - Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior firepower and superior intelligence. And that's all she wrote.
Czervic: Last time I saw a mouth like that, it had a hook in it.
Sandy: Carl I want you to kill all the gophers on the golf course Carl Spackler: Correct me if I'm wrong Sandy, but if I kill all the golfers they'll lock me up and throw away the key. Sandy: Not golfers, you great fool! Gophers, rodents! Carl Spackler: We can do that. We don't even need a reason.
Ty Webb: A flute without holes, is not a flute. A donut without a hole, is a danish.
Dr. Beeper: I thought you'd be the man to beat this year. Ty Webb: I guess you'll just have to keep beating yourself.