Woody: Miss Howe, I don't mean to insult you, but you're looking kind of puny. Have you lost weight?
Rebecca: Is this a setup? Did Sam tell you to say that?
Woody: No, ma'am, I told myself to say it. Yeah, I'm worried about you, you know? If you're not careful, you're going to start wasting away, and pretty soon your ribs will start to show, like this guy back in Hanover, Kyle Lefferts. Of course, he'd been dead awhile when they found him.
Rebecca: Thank you, Woody. That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me all week. [kisses Woody on the cheek]
Woody: Your hair's been looking kind of ratty, too.
Rebecca: Unfortunately, that's the second nicest thing.
Woody: What, no kiss?