Cliff: Yeah, Normie, I'm, uh, I'm sort of sorry about everything that happened.
Norm: Oh, well, Cliff, I'm even sorrier for what's about to happen.
Cliff: Huh? What do you mean?
[A monkey enters the bear wearing a USPS uniform and a mail bag, carrying a parcel and a clipboard. After Woody takes the clipboard and signs for the parcel, the monkey hands over the parcel and leaves.]
Cliff: You're dead meat, Peterson!
[Cliff chases Norm around the bar, up the stairs to Melville's]