[Trevor is trying to teach Pamela and Roxy how to play golf.]
[takes a swing] Damn it! Either my boobs have gotten bigger or my arms have gotten shorter.
[Trevor and Roxy look on in bemusement]
Just keep your knees bent and your head down.
I'm trying!
[...]
All right. Let's see how you address the ball.
Ok. [clears throat] Hi, ball.
[laughs] I meant, let's see your stance.
I know what you meant. Geez, lighten up. You played high school golf, not the PGA Tour.
Babe, the game comes with its own language.
[Pamela is heard cussing loudly off camera.]
I can see that.
