The Grinch:
That's what it's all about, isn't it? That's what it's always been *about*. Gifts, gifts... gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts. You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage. You see what I'm saying? In your *garbage*. I could hang myself with all the bad Christmas neckties I found at the dump. And the avarice... [shouts]
The Grinch:
The avarice never ends! "I want golf clubs. I want diamonds. I want a pony so I can ride it twice, get bored and sell it to make glue." Look, I don't wanna make waves, but this *whole* Christmas season is [shouts]
The Grinch:
stupid, stupid, stupid!
Niko's Golf Game:
[Niko hits a golf ball, it lands in a virtual reality golf game screen] 198 yards.
Niko:
[turns to see that Dorian has arrived] Hello, Dorian. Thanks for dropping by.
Dorian Tyrell:
Well, next time why don't you call, alright? Leave these delivery boys at home. [Niko grins at the thugs evilly, they force Dorian to ground, and one of them laughs as the other places a wooden tee in Dorian's mouth. He spits the tee out. One of them takes a gun out and holds it to Dorian's head, the other looks at Niko who nods, then places another tee in Dorian's mouth and puts a golf ball on it]
Niko:
[swings club slowly] The cops, ah... tried to shut the club down this morning. They say you've been running the place to make your own small-time scams. I hear things like that, and I start losing my concentration. And my game, it goes straight to HELL! [pulls the club back for swing]
Niko:
You could, too. [swings and hits the ball]
Dorian Tyrell:
Oh, ow!
Niko's Golf Game:
205 yards.
Niko:
I'm fed up with you, Dorian. But I'm gonna cut you a break. One week to get out of town. [brushing Dorian's cheek with the club]
Niko:
After that, I'll use your empty little skull to break in my new 9-iron. [smacks the club away from his face, lifts Dorian up roughly and escorts him out of office]
[Asking Romeo to be his caddy again instead of Earl]
Roy 'Tin Cup' McAvoy:
Look, I love Earl, okay, but... I need you.
Romeo Posar:
You don't love me?
Roy 'Tin Cup' McAvoy:
Yeah, yeah, I-I love you too, goddammit.
Romeo Posar:
Well, as much as Earl?
Roy 'Tin Cup' McAvoy:
I don't know! I mean, when I was with Earl, I was thinking of you... Yes, uh, as much as Earl. More than Earl. More than Earl.
Romeo Posar:
Am I special?
Roy 'Tin Cup' McAvoy:
Well, if you can remove the sexual overtones and add a golf theme, then Romeo, I am your Juliet.
