Cliff: Sammy, Sammy, Sammy, aren't you overlooking the obvious here?
Sam: Yeah? What's that?
Cliff: "Ballad of The Green Berets."
Woody: Oh, that's a great song. [sings] Fighting soldiers from the sky.
Cliff: Anybody who isn't totally moved by that song is somebody I don't want to know.
Carla: Cliff, in honor of that song, why don't you put on a little green beret, go outside and sit on a land mine?