Diane: Please, Sam.
Sam: All right, all right. Um, "You're right. Woody's not here. The place seems so empty without his smiling countenance."
Woody: "Hello, buddies."
All: "Hello, Woody!"
Sam: "Come on over and join us for some male bonding."
Woody: "Well, that sounds good, but first, I have to call my mother." [all aw]
Norm: "Yeah, it sure is refreshing to see a son being so considerate of his mother. Isn't it, Carla?"
Carla: It's stupid!
Sam: "You know, my lovely and cherished..."
Diane: Fawn-like.
Sam: "fawn-like bride-to-be, Diane Chambers..." You're right, Carla, this is stupid.