Sam: Woody, I think you ought to give her a second chance. I mean, Kelly doesn't know what she's doing here. She was born rich. All her school friends are rich. You know, maybe she just can't imagine someone who can't afford something expensive. Did you explain it to her?
Woody: What's the use? I don't care anymore.
Sam: Don't be bitter.
Woody: I'm not bitter, Sam. I'm just consumed by a gnawing hate that's eating away at my gut until I can taste the bile in my mouth. Well, I guess I am a little bitter. Either that or I'm coming down with something. Does anybody have a Tic Tac?