Woody: Kelly, you mean everything in the world to me. And I want you to know that someday I'm gonna give you back everything you're giving up by marrying me.
Kelly: Oh, Woody, I don't need all those things. I'd live in a cold-water flat in the seediest part of town to be with you.
Woody: Then have I got a surprise honeymoon suite for you.
Kelly: Well, let's go. Look. I'm all packed for Europe, so all I have to do is take out my passport and voltage changer, and we're all set.
Mr. Gaines: [o.s.] Kelly. Kelly, dear.
Kelly: Oh, no. Woody, quick, in the closet.
Woody: [o.s.] Wow. What are all these Barbie legs doing here?
Kelly: Sometimes I get mad.

Woody: Wow, Kelly, that's beautiful.
Kelly: Come on, Uncle Val, I know you. What's the gag?
Uncle Val: Look inside.
Kelly: Yeah, a new Mercedes! Thank you.
Mr. Gaines: Well, that looks like that's it. What say we all go outside and have a look at some of Kelly's new cars?

Woody: Don't you understand?
Kelly: I'm trying, Woody.
Woody: There are some gifts you can't put in a box or hold in your hand. Kelly, the song was my gift.
Kelly: Oh, I get it, the song is a riddle, right? And if I can figure it out it'll tell me where you've hidden my gift.

Cliff: Ooh, Woody's babes coming to blows.
Men: Catfight! Catfight!
Kelly: You get out of my way right now, or so help me I'll hurt your feelings.
Emily: You do, and I'll hurt yours right back.
Men: Kitten fight. Kitten fight.

Henri: Come on, Woody. Woody, how about this one? Knock, knock.
Woody: Who's there?
Henri: Henri, the guy who's going to steal your girlfriend.
Kelly: Now, Henri, this is getting a little tiresome.
Henri: Oh?
Kelly: I'm kidding. It's really cute.

Kelly: Oh, Woody.
Woody: Stop it, Kelly, I hate it when you yell at me.
Kelly: I don't think you know how much Henri loves this country, and for you to stand there and act happy that poor Henri is leaving. Well, that's just... [slams foot]
Woody: Kelly, try to control yourself, this is a public place.

Woody: Gee, Henri looks so sad.
Kelly: Oh, he's been like this all day. I've tried to snap him out of it, but nothing worked. We even played that game he invented: "Shower Rescue."

Woody: Well, we'd better get to the airport. You only got six hours.
Kelly: Stop it, Woody. Henri is trying to tell me something.
Woody: Hey, you know what they say, "first luggage on, first luggage off."
Henri: It was nothing. Uh, just a crazy idea that I could find some American citizen to marry me and thereby allow me to remain in your beautiful country. What a foolish dreamer I am.
Woody: Okay, we better get Henri to the airport. Let's bring the car around.
[Woody rushes Kelly out of the bar as Henri stands around]
Henri: Un, deux, trois...
Kelly: [returns] Henri, I just had a great idea!
Henri: Really?
Kelly: You could marry me!
Henri: Oh!

Rebecca: Kelly, who's performing the ceremony? Don't you have an uncle who's a minister?
Kelly: Yes, Uncle Roger. But it didn't seem right to ask him. He's going through a terrible divorce right now. Apparently, he got tired of coming home and finding his wife in bed with Hives.
Rebecca: Well, it's pretty insensitive of him.
Woody: Hives is their butler.
Rebecca: Oh.

Kelly: Come on, Woody, we've got to get to the airport. You know, when these things happen, it really makes you stop and think. Bye, everybody. Next time you see us, we'll be tan.