Woody: Well, I better be going, too. Wait a minute. I heard your dad's answer and I heard Nash's answer, but I still haven't heard your answer yet.
Kelly: Oh, gosh, Woody, I couldn't.
Woody: I understand.
Kelly: Wait a minute. Why not? I'm not Nash's property, and I just hate it when he always assumes that I am. Well, beans, this'll show him!
Woody: Aw, that's great. That is terrific. All right. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8:00, okay? Now, I promise you you're going to have the best time possible. You may think from looking at me, that I'm an unsophisticated guy who doesn't know his way around, but you're going to find out I do, okay? I'll see ya. [exits]
Kelly: Woody?
Woody: [o.s.] Yes?
Kelly: Do you know you're in a closet?
Woody: [opens door] Yeah, but I thought it might be more sophisticated just to lay low and then sneak out after everyone went to bed. [closes door]
Kelly: Good night.
Woody: [o.s.] Good night.