Woody: Sam, I've really enjoyed the way you've been pretending I'm a bug and everything. But I'm not a bug; I'm Woody. [Sam sprays Woody with bug spray]
Woody: Sam, where I come from, we have a saying, "An eye for an eye." The point being, of course, you're supposed to shave my head, not shave out my eye.
Sam: [shaver buzzing] Oh, man. This is stupid. [buzzing stops] I don't want to cut your hair.
Woody: You don't?
Sam: No.
Woody: So you forgive me?
Sam: Yeah, let's just just forget about the whole thing, all right?
Woody: That that is real noble, Sam. I mean, here I wrecked your hair, your your beautiful, beautiful hair, the one thing you care most about in the whole world, and yet, you're willing to forgive me. I mean, you know, every time you look in the mirror, you're gonna be reminded of what I did to you, and yet, you say it's okay. I have never liked you more than I do right now, Sam... ridiculous haircut and all.
Sam: Woody, come in the office with me, just for a second.
Woody: Sure, why?
Sam: No reason. [shaver buzzing]