Woody: Ah, I couldn't stay mad at you, Sam. You're just like a brother to me.
Sam: Yeah, and if anyone ever does knock off the king around here, I guess I hope it's you, man.
Woody: No hard feelings?
Sam: No hard feelings.
Woody: Listen, Sam, now that everything's okay, can I ask you something, guy to guy?
Sam: Yeah, sure.
Woody: How was l?
Sam: Don't- Don't do that.
Woody: No, I mean it's a question you can't ask a girl. I mean, is there anything I need to work on?
Sam: No, see, I- I don't want to talk about this, Woody.
Woody: I was nervous, so I might have been a little dry.
Sam: Oh, for God's! Yech!
Woody: No, I'm serious, Sam. Hey, do you want to know how you were?