Judge Smails: You - you will never be a member of Bushwood!
Al Czervick: A member? You think I actually want to join this scumatorium? The only reason I'm here is because I might buy it!
Judge Smails: Buy Bushwood! You….?!
[Judge Smails is preparing to hit the ball on the first tee while Al Czervick watches.]
Al Czervik: Hey 'Whitey,' where's your hat?
[Smails looks over at Czervick, who is watching anxiously]
Al Czervik:..let's go while we're young!
Judge Smails: Mind Sir? Trying to tee off.
Al Czervik: ...I bet ya slice into the woods! A hundred bucks!
Judge Smails: Gambling is illegal at Bushwood sir, and I never slice.
[the judge hits the ball, and it goes flying into some trees, in response, he shouts in frustration]
Al Czervik: Okay, you can owe me!
Judge Smails: [mad] I owe you nothing!
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