Rebecca: Woody! Have you finished counting?
Woody: Sure have, Miss Howe.
Cliff: Ah, come on, Rebecca. What, guess-how-many-beans-in-the-jar bit? That's so corny.
Rebecca: For your information, corny is in. America wants to return to the innocence of their teenage years.
Woody: Yeah, the '70s were great, weren't they?
Rebecca: Anyway, this contest will run all month, and all of Boston will be playing the game for a fabulous all-expense-paid trip to where?
Both: Atlantic City!
Rebecca: For just guessing how many jelly beans are in this jar.
Cliff: Uh 3,500.
Rebecca: Woody, is that the correct number?
Woody: Nope. Off by 163.
Rebecca: Woody! You are not supposed to tell them that. Now we have to do this all over again. Do you have any extra jelly beans back there?
Woody: Sure, there's a whole bag at the end of the bar.
Norm: Oh, I hate when the black ones get stuck in your teeth.