Sam: Okay, 46 to 55. That's the half. Let's see. Uh-oh. Clear the dance floor. Woody won again.
Woody: Thanks.
Norm: "Thanks"? "Thanks"? That's all you're gonna say, "Thanks"?
Woody: Well, sure.
Sam: No, wait a minute, wait a minute. Listen, the only thing that people hate worse than a guy who gloats is a guy who stands there smug when they know that he's gloating on the inside.
Cliff: If you're gonna dance, for God's sake, dance.
Woody: I don't want to dance, you guys. I didn't mean to hurt anybody. I just want to sit here quietly and count my bucks. Let's see, that would be five, ten, fifteen...