Rebecca: What's going on there?
Lilith: There appears to be a man lying in the street.
Rebecca: Oh, my God, it's Woody!
Lilith: Woody.
Rebecca: Excuse us, excuse us. Move back, please, a doctor coming through.
Lilith: Woody, are you all right?
Woody: Don't move me, don't move me!
Rebecca: Don't move him! Somebody get help! [horn honks]
Woody: [gets up] Straighten her out, Sam.
Sam: Thanks, Woods. [parks in the spot]