Sam: Woody, you know, it's none of my business, but I think you ought to stand up to Mr. Gaines right now, or he's gonna be walking all over you the rest of your life.
Woody: Well, I'd like to stand up to him, Sam, but he scares me.
Sam: Well, I know. He's a pretty intimidating guy. But you know the way around that is you figure out what you're gonna say, get it in your head all straight, then you go over there and you tell him.
Woody: Well, what would you say, Sam?
Sam: Me? Oh. Well, I don't know. Something like, uh, you know, "I'm disappointed in you. You should be ashamed of yourself, you know. Things are gonna be different from now on. You're gonna give me the respect that I deserve."
Woody: Yeah, I always thought I did respect you, Sam. Maybe I was wrong.
Sam: Tell you what, why-why don't we, uh, why don't we drive over there and-and you can rehearse what you're gonna say on the way, all right?
Woody: Well, I suppose if I don't, I'll have to listen to another lecture about how I don't respect you.