Hives: Mr. Gaines is in the library, right through there.
Woody: Aren't you gonna announce us?
Hives: Very well, sir. [subdued] Mr. Gaines, there are two gentlemen here to see you. That make you feel like a big man?

Rebecca: Norm, are you gonna be here?
Norm: Yeah, I might as well. Vera's spending Thanksgiving at her mother's.
Carla: How come?
Norm: Oh, she's still angry about me asking whether her father's dead or alive. You never know what's going to tick some people off.

Woody: Hey, Sam. Me and Mr. Gaines just went fishing on my new boat. And guess what we're doing tomorrow? Flying to Vermont.
Sam: Vermont?
Woody: Yeah. Well, all I did was ask Mr. Gaines how maple syrup was made. And the next thing you know, boom, he's firing up the jet.
Mr. Gaines: That's right. Well, in spite of all the fun we've been having, l... I really must run along.
Woody: Oh, hey, Mr. Gaines. What about my hug?
Mr. Gaines: Oh, gee, Woody, I don't know.
Woody: Oh, yeah, I guess you're right. I don't want to catch one of those fish hooks in my eye.
Mr. Gaines: On second thought, come here, son! [hugs Woody]

Frasier: Say, Norm, uh, the last time I was at your house, wasn't this chair red?
Norm: Yeah, yeah, I go through them pretty quickly.

Rebecca: Hey, how do you like the way I decked the place out?
Frasier: Well, uh, I must say it looks rather... festive.
Rebecca: Thank you.
Frasier: Oh, you're getting plates from Melville's. You know what would look beautiful is those, uh, those gorgeous candlesticks they have.
Rebecca: Ooh, good idea. Why don't you go up there and grab those?