Woody: I'm ready, guys. The smoke will calm them right down so I can get them all rounded up before Miss Howe even knows about this. [Rebecca enters] Oh, hi, Miss Howe. Uh, listen, I was wondering if I could use your phone for a second, in private, with you not in there. Not that there's anything wrong, or anything.
Rebecca: Why would I think that? [bees buzzing]