Woody: Oh, I- I don't know, Dr. Crane. I'm not so sure I want to get mixed up in all this.
Kelly: Mixed up in what, Woody?
Woody: Well, Dr. Crane wants me to run for City Council.
Kelly: Oh, Woody, that's a wonderful idea.
Woody: It is?
Kelly: I'd be so proud if you were a politician.
Woody: Uh, Kelly, l- l- l'm not gonna get mixed up in politics. Uh, you live your life in a fishbowl. Everybody hates you. The press is always criticizing you. There's no way I'm running for public office.
Kelly: All right, Mr. Stubborn. From now on, you can dance naked in front of the lava lamp all by your lonesome.
Woody: Well, maybe just one term.