Shooter McGavin: Just stay out of my way... or you'll pay! LISTEN to what I say!
Happy Gilmore: Hey, why don't I just go eat some hay, make things out of clay, lay by the bay? I just may! What'd ya say?
Grandma: How's that nice girlfriend of yours?
Happy Gilmore: Oh, she got hit by a car. She's dead.
Happy Gilmore: [to Bob Barker] The price is wrong, Bob.
Grandma: Sir, can I trouble you for a glass of warm milk? It helps me go to sleep.
Nursing Home Orderly: You can trouble me for a warm glass of shut-the-hell-up! Now, you will go to sleep! Or I will PUT you to sleep. Check out the name tag. You're in MY world now, grandma!
Shooter McGavin: You're in big trouble though, pal. I eat pieces of crap like you for breakfast!
Happy Gilmore: [laughing] You eat pieces of crap for breakfast?
Shooter McGavin: [long pause] No!
Terry: All you ever talk about is becoming a pro hockey player, but there's a problem: you're not any good.
Happy Gilmore: I am good. You know what, you're a lousy kindergarten teacher. I've seen those finger-paintings you bring home and they SUCK.
(after Happy finally sinks his putt after 7 tries)
Guy on Green: It's about time!
Happy Gilmore: Yeah it is about time. I mean I just couldn't get the ball in the hole. I *wanted* to but I just couldn't do it.
[Happy rips off the guys shirt, and punches him in the stomach]
Gary Potter: Harness in the good energy, block out the bad. Harness. Energy. Block. Bad. It's like a carousel. You put the quarter in, you get on the horse, it goes up and down, and around. Circular, circle. Feel it. Go with the flow.
Happy Gilmore: Psycho.
Crazy Old Lady:
[yells]
Crazy Old Lady: Mista!
Happy Gilmore: Hang on, I'll be right down there!
Happy Gilmore: [turns to Grandma] Hey, you know that 'Mista Mista Lady'... I think I just killed her!
Happy Gilmore: [to his golf ball] You little son of a b**** ball! Why you don't you just go HOME? That's your HOME! Are you too good for your HOME? ANSWER ME! SUCK MY WHITE BUTT, BALL
[Shooter McGavin has just hit the ball on Mr. Larson's foot]
Mr. Larson: That's two thus far, Shooter.
Shooter McGavin: Oh, you can count. Good for you.
Mr. Larson: And *you* can count, on *me*, waiting for *you* in the parking lot.
Happy Gilmore Quotes: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116483/quotes
Published by Brandon Elliott
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Post a Commentahhahaha! Happy Gilmore. One of my favorites!