Sam: You missing something, Woody?
Woody: Yeah, well, I had a $20 bill in my pocket and now it's gone.
Carla: Well, say good-bye to that Andy Jackson.
Woody: [to a man] Oh, see you later, Andy.
Cliff: Boy, oh, boy. Talk about your lucky days, huh? Just found 20 smackers back there in the pool room. Yeah, and to celebrate my good fortune, I'm gonna buy a round of drinks for all my, uh, friends.
Carla: What are you gonna do with the other 19 bucks?
Sam: Woody, that could be your $20 bill. The one you lost.
Woody: Hey, yeah, you know, I was in the pool room earlier.
Cliff: Wait a second. Now let's be fair about this. Uh, give me the serial number.
Sam: Oh, come on, man. Nobody knows serial numbers.
Woody: L-2-1-8-8-6-1-1-9-B.
Cliff: That's amazing.
Sam: How'd you do that?
Woody: Oh, I memorize the serial numbers on all my currency.
Sam: Why?
Woody: For just such an occasion. Tell you, though, I pray everyday I don't get rich.