Woody: Hey, Sam, I'm back.
Carla: Oh, look, a bumpkin with a pumpkin.
Woody: Yeah, it's from my building's roof garden. I entered this contest the local merchants are throwing for the best jack-o'-lantern. First prize is a cruise around Boston Harbor. They say it's three hours you'll never forget.
Carla: Especially if it's low tide.
Lilith: Woody, it's hard to believe you grew such a hardy specimen in the city.
Woody: Well, yeah, the trick is to give it lots of care. I took a seed from last year's pumpkin, planted it, and watched over it like a daddy. I'd even lie in bed at night thinking, "I wonder how the pumpkin's doing." Pruned it, weeded it, checked the soil. I even talked to it. I think they like that. [stabs knife into the pumpkin] Aah! Farm boys love their Halloween!