Carla: Guinness stout and a gin and tonic.
Woody: Something the matter, Carla?
Carla: Yeah, something's the matter. My life is the pits. Seems like good things happen to everybody except me, you know? Norm has a new job. Frasier actually seems happy since he met his creepy girlfriend. And Sam has given up women and decided to marry Diane. And what have I got? Zip. Woody, I mean, how do you keep such a sunny disposition in this rotten, stink-infested world?
Woody: You mean, what do I do when I see Mr. Blues peeking around the corner?
Carla: Oh, God, he even has a cute name for depression.
Woody: Well, I just close my eyes, and I think a happy thought. Here, l- l'll show you. [Woody closes his eyes and smiles]
Carla: What was your thought?
Woody: I'm glad I'm not you.