Kelly: Oh, Woody, I kind of wish I didn't have to go all the way to Europe right now, what with us getting so close and everything, but Daddy really wants me to go, and you know how he is.
Woody: Do I ever.
Kelly: What's that supposed to mean?
Woody: Nothing. I just know how he is.
Kelly: What do you mean by "is"?
Woody: Well, he can be sort of... [chuckles] You know.
Kelly: What do you mean by "you know"?
Woody: Same thing as "is."
Kelly: Hey. Are you putting down Daddy?
Woody: I'm not putting down Daddy.
Kelly: Don't call him Daddy. He's not your daddy. He's my daddy.
Woody: Well, it's a good thing because my daddy doesn't treat me like a baby.