Woody: Kelly, how was class?
Kelly: [sighs heavily] I'd rather not talk about it. I'm sorry, Woody. I didn't mean to jump down your throat like that.
Woody: Well, uh, what's wrong?
Kelly: Well, my final project for sociology is an in-depth study of a past work experience. And I've never had a job. I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Carla: Well, let me get this straight. You can't do your little school project because you're stinkin' rich and you never had to work a day in your life?
Kelly: Yeah.
Carla: And I used to complain because I had no shoes.