The Mask1994

Niko's Golf Game:
[Niko hits a golf ball, it lands in a virtual reality golf game screen] 120 yards. [Dorian enters with 2 of Niko's men on each side]

Niko:
Hello, Dorian. Thanks for dropping by.

Dorian Tyrell:
Well, next time why don't you call, all right? Leave the delivery boys at home.

[Niko grins at the thugs evilly and nods. They force Dorian to the floor, and Niko laughs as they do. One of them points a gun at Dorian and the other places a wooden tee in Dorian's mouth. He spits the tee out. The man with the gun c*cks the hammer and holds the gun to Dorian's head. The other man then places another tee in Dorian's mouth and puts a golf ball on it]

Niko:
[swings club slowly around Dorian's face] The cops, ah... tried to shut the club down this morning. They say you've been using the place to run your own small-time scams. I hear things like that, and I start losing my concentration. And my game, it goes straight to HELL!

[pulls the club back for swing]

Niko:
You could, too.

[swings and hits the ball]

Dorian Tyrell:
[cries out in pain] Ahh!

Niko's Golf Game:
205 yards.

Niko:
I'm fed up with you, Dorian. But I'm gonna cut you a break. One week to get out of town.

[brushing Dorian's cheek with the club. Dorian smacks it away]

Niko:
After that, I'll use your empty little skull to break in my new 9-iron.

[the two thugs lift Dorian up roughly and escort him out of office]