You'd be something at one of those long-drive contests.

You could probably make a very good living hustling at driving ranges.

Thanks, Phil. That's-- That's-- That's--

You know, I know what you're doin' right now, and I don't like it,

so why don't you just shut your trap before I put my foot in it?

Don't turn your back on me.

Let's get one thing straight: This is Shooter's Tour.

I've worked hard my whole life, paid my dues, and now it's Shooter's turn.

Shooter's not about to let his reign at the top be spoiled by some freak sideshow clown.

Did you just call me a freak? I was on this tour for one reason: money.

But now I got a new reason: kickin' your ass.

Well. [ Chuckles ] I'd like to see you try.

Let's do it then. I-- I meant on a golf course.

Hey.! Hey, what's going on here, huh?

Oh, I was just lookin' for the other half of this bottle, and, uh--

Oh, there's some of it. There's some right there too.

Why don't you just put it down? Yeah, I know.

Just stay out of my way... or you'll pay.

Listen to what I say.

How 'bout I just go eat some hay?

I can make things out of clay and lay by the bay. I just may.

What do you say?