Walter Hagen: Hey, I admire the way you're dealing with this match, Junuh. Fighting the way you are. It's damn noble. But no matter how good a fighter you are, just remember, I can ask they King to gold the flag for me when I putt, but he's not going to give me his crown, neither is Bobby and neither am I.
Rannulph Junnah: This is getting embarrassing.
Bagger Vance: Oh no sir, this has been embarrassing for quite some time.
Rannulph Junnah: I could have killed you out there.
Bagger Vance: Oh no sir, see I set myself directly in front of ya. Judgin' how you were hittin' them balls that's where I figure I'd be out of harms way.
Adele Invergordon: Oh, Jesus. I've died and gone to hell.
Bagger Vance: Yeah the rythm of the game just like the rythm of life.
Bagger Vance: Yep... Inside each and every one of us is one true authentic swing... Somethin' we was born with... Somethin' that's ours and ours alone... Somethin' that can't be taught to ya or learned... Somethin' that got to be remembered... Over time the world can, rob us of that swing... It get buried inside us under all our wouldas and couldas and shouldas... Some folk even forget what their swing was like.
Rannulph Junuh: I'm not asking for your crown, Walter. If I wanted it badly enough, I'd just take it.
Walter Hagen: The meaning of it all is that there is no meaning.
Old Hardy Greaves: Confused, broken... and unable to face a return to a hero's welcome... Junuh just disappeared... Hopin to forget... and to be forgotton.
Rannulph Junuh: Is there something you want to tell me?
Adel Invergordon: Well, I'm trying to think of how to say it, Junuh. There is a purpose to this visit... and that's to apologize. But I'm not a naturally apologetic woman, so it takes me a little longer to get my thoughts in order.
Bagger Vance: I hear you lost your swing. I guess we got to go find it.
Bagger Vance: You wanna quit Mr. Junuh? You know you can just go ahead and creep off somewhere I'll tell folk you took sick... Truth be told, ain't nobody gonna really object... In fact, they'd probably be happy as bugs in a bake shop to see you pack up and go home.
Rannulph Junuh: You know I can't quit.
Bagger Vance: I know... Just makin sure you know it too.
Rannulph Junuh: Alright I'll play in your stupid golf tournament (to Adel) I shoulda' let you finish what you started, now I got nothin' at all to show for it.