Woody: You know, I plan on leavin' somethin' behind for the world to remember me by.
Norm: Yeah?
Woody: And here it is. [pours a cocktail]
Norm: It's a glass of Windex, Woody.
Woody: No, it's a drink. And Woody Boyd is going to become the next Jim Sheehan.
Norm: Who?
Woody: Certainly you've heard of the inventor of the Fish House Punch?
Norm: I can't say we have, Wood, but then again, we don't get out that much, you know?
Woody: Well, I'm callin' mine the Blue Boyd of Happiness.