Oops. All right, maybe we should get back inside

Mover:

I'll tell you what, you hit a ball past my ball, and we'll go straight back to work so you can watch your precious hockey game. Happy Gilmore:
Give me the stupid club. [approaches the ball on the tee] Happy Gilmore:
[judging the club]
Look at this stupid thing. Mover:
This is going to be hilarious. I mean, look how he's standing. Happy Gilmore:
[sarcastically]
Yeah you like that? [Happy hits the ball, hits the window to the house at the end of the street] Mover:
Holy shit. Happy Gilmore:
Go back to work. Mover:
That house is like four hundred yards away. Happy Gilmore:
Is that good? Mover:
That's unbelieveable. Mover:
Beginner's luck. Twenty bucks says you can't do it again. Happy Gilmore:
Bring it on. [Happy hits the ball in the same direction] Distant neighbor:
You boys are going to pay for that! *clunk* AHH! Mover:
You hit that guy. Happy Gilmore:
He shouldn't have been standing there. Mover:
One more time, double or nothing. Happy Gilmore:
You better pay up. [Happy hits the ball, ball hits a woman on the roof of the same house, falls off] Happy Gilmore:
Oops. All right, maybe we should get back inside