Tin Cup

Tin Cup quotes

57 total quotes (ID: 581)

Dr. Molly Griswold
Multiple Characters
Romeo Posar
Roy McAvoy


[to Boone, who doesn't want to wager his car] That's because you think of it as transportation, Boone. Think of it as bragging rights. Think of yourself sitting around the bar, crowing to your cronies about the Cadillac you won from me. They'll forget all about the Winnebago you lost to me.


[to Molly] I'm going to qualify for the U.S. Open and kick your boyfriend's ass. Whatever you think of me, you should know he hates old people, children, and dogs.

You know someone once said that golf and sex are the only two things you don't have to be good at to enjoy.

I can always tell when someone's lying to himself. But I'm susceptible and frequently wrong when a person lies to me.

Why do men always insist on measuring their dicks?

I find him... mildly attractive when he's obnoxious and arrogant like this.

Look, boss, I only got one rule. And that's never bet money that you don't have on a dog race with an ex-girlfriend who happens to be a stripper.

[to Roy] You won't listen to me, will you? Even when I'm trying to help you, man. After all these years you think I'm full of shit?

Clint: [about Molly] That's a pretty girl to have such an ugly swing.

TV Director: Another driving range pro, it's all we needed. It's heroes that I need. Not obscure driving range pros.

Jim Nantz: Unbelievable. McAvoy has done it. You just saw the greatest round in U.S. Open history. The all-time lowest round in a major doesn't belong to a Jack Nicklaus or an Arnold Palmer, Hogan, or Sneed. It's been shot by the most improbable artist. Roy McAvoy has his signature on golf's all-time masterpiece round.

Doreen: [to Molly] You're not one of those women who tries to fix men, I hope. I mean, men cannot be fixed, and especially him.

Roy: Any of you shitheads ever get bored? You ever get bored? 'Cause I got a riddle. Takes about 2 ounces of brains to figure it out. Anybody think they got a brain with 2 ounces of brain?
Romeo: There's a rumor Earl does.
Roy: For chrissakes, boys, come on, a little self-confidence from the gallery. This ain't long division.

Molly: I take it you're a feminist.
Roy: I've been called many things, but never been saddled with that.
Molly: You might try being saddled. Smell of leather, a whip's sting.
Roy: I'm just a humble golf pro.

Molly: Can I ask you a question? If you're such a legendary golfer, as everyone says...then why are you, at your age, out here in the sticks...operating a barely-solvent business, ducking the IRS...collecting a few dollars for beer when you're capable of much more?
Roy: Perhaps I'm chock-full of inner demons.
Molly: No. You're chock-full of bullshit.