Sam: That's it, time's up. What do you got? You first.
Woody: I've got "reap," "pear" and "ear."
Cliff: Well, I'm sorry, Woody. I got those too, so it cancels yours out. But I've also got "flork," "ferd" and "snot."
Sam: Come on, man, there's no such word as "flork."
Cliff: What are you talking about? You know those little flags on the mailboxes? What do you think holds them on?
Woody: Gee, Mr. Clavin, you're so smart I don't even know why I bother playing with you. You always win.
Cliff: You know what I say, Woody? You just gotta be tenacious, just like the great horned "muren." Hey, well, besides, you almost beat me in the last game.
Woody: Yeah, just missed by a cat's "pleck."
Cliff: Yep.