Two putz for the win! Lines

ISAAC: It's just. (pauses) if this putter is well received. it will help push our company to the top. If not, we could be in real trouble.

Caddie: It will be a hole in one Isaac!

ISAAC: Caddie, I told you not to do that. It's like yelling Fore when I'm on my backswing!

Caddie: Sandy said you wanted to see me?

ISAAC: Yes. we need to go over the numbers on the new putter again.

Caddie: oh those are on par for the win. It's the company's bottom line l am worried about.

ISAAC: What do you mean by that?

Caddie: The sales to profit margin seems to be in the rough. They are much lower than they should be.

ISAAC: How so?

Caddie: You see last month where we shipped these units?

ISAAC: Yes?

CADDIE: Well, this should be the total profit, not this.

ISAAC: Are you sure you didn't just miscount?

CADDIE: Of course, I am sure! You of all people know that my numbers are straight as a tee shot down the fairway.

NIBLICK: Fine. I have something important to deal with and do not wish to be disturbed.

CADDIE: Sandy, perhaps you will be able to help me. I chunked my second shot and now have an iffy lie.

ISAAC: yes, an officer should be here shortly.

CADDIE: Isaac, Ruth-Ann, What is going on? Sandy and Mr. Niblick are running around like they are looking for a ball lost in the rough.

ISAAC: they are looking for my father. He has gone missing.

CADDIE: That's terrible! Isaac, I am so sorry. What can I do to help?

ISSAC: Thank you Caddie. That’s why you’re my best friend, always willing to help. I am not sure there is anything anyone can do honestly.

CADDIE: Perhaps we should go look for him. That certainly can’t hurt.

PATRICK: Oh well in that case I guess it's alright.

CADDIE: We've looked everywhere Isaac, your father is simply not in this factory.

ISAAC: Caddie, Ruth-Ann, Sandy, this is Officer O Mulligan. Officer this is Caddie Schott our Accountant, Ruth-Ann Fairway our secretary, and Sandy Trapp our file clerk.

CADDIE: Are you here about the missing money?

PATRICK: I am here for a missing parson.

CHIP, SANDY, RUTH-ANN: There's a Priest missing too?

NIBLICK: Absolutely! Just a minor mistake in addition.

CADDIE (taking offence at this statement): Hey now! I did not make a mis MMmmmmmmmmm.

ISAAC: Caddie, I need you to keep working on those books and find out for sure where that money is going.

CADDIE: You got it. Put me down for a birdie on this one.

NIBLICK: Yeah yeah. Let us return to the task at hand finding these so-called papers so that "we” may fulfill our destiny. You go check his office files and I will look around here.

CADDIE: Sandy, Ruth-Ann I... Sandy? Ruth-Ann? Where in the world is everybody?

NIBLICK: (Pops up from behind Ruth-Ann's desk they are all busy working like you should be.

CADDIE: You shouldn't do that! You can cause a person to duff the ball.

NIBLICK: You know Caddie, I've always found your little golf analogies to rather tiresome. Why are you here?

CADDIE: I've come to tell Isaac that I have gotten to the bottom of the problems with the books.

ISAAC: Caddie! Where have you been?

CADDIE: tied up and locked in a storage room in the basement by Mr. Niblick. Good thing he is lousy at tying knots or we would probably still be there.

ISSAC: We?

CADDIE: Yes Me. And your father.

NIBLICK: The rat. Do not forget my other partner in crime. Sandy Trapp.

URA and CADDIE: What?

ISAAC: I was in the Junior Possum Scouts troop 133 and Caddie was in the Junior Possum Girl Troupe. That is how we met. We have been friends ever since.

CADDIE: That's right. Those were great days. We spent a lot of time learning how to tie knots and how not to knot.

NIBLICK: Oh go practice your putts.

CADDIE: Looks like we lofted that one out of the bunker and into the hole.

ISAAC: Happens all the time.

CADDIE: Yep, that's just Par for the course at The Putz Putter Golf Company!