Sam: Boy, yeah, you know, you really surprised me here. l... You're a pretty tough negotiator.
Woody: Ah, yeah, Sam, boy, I know you think I'm just a country bumpkin. And the Boyd family may not be too sharp about a lot of things. I mean, we don't know much about math. We don't know much about science. We don't know much about politics. We don't know much about medicine. We don't know much about world affairs, but I'll tell you, there's something we're pretty darned sharp about.
Sam: What's that?
Woody: What were we talking about?
Sam: Machinery.
Woody: Oh, we don't know much about machinery. I'll tell you, my uncle, he lost his arm in some kind of contraption...

Frasier: Aren't people like that sad? Huddled together, totally lacking confidence in their own individuality. And incapable of an original thought. You know, as Dr. Bennett Ludlow once said, "l'll speak no thought but mine own."

Norm: Here we go, Cliffie. Pearson's Garage, Braintree. They can fix anything. All right?
Cliff: Yeah, well, yeah. Thank you very much, Normie.
Woody: You know, my toaster's on the blink. You think they could fix it?
Norm: Well, only if you got one in your car. See, they're auto mechanics, Woody.
Woody: Oh, great, it's in the back seat right now.
Cliff: All right, all right. Take it easy, Norm. The kid's good, but you can take him.
Norm: All right, I have to select my words rather carefully here. Woody, they can fix only those things that originally came with the car when you bought it. As far as I know, cars don't come with toasters.
Woody: Well, mine did. It was part of a promotional campaign. You know, if I'd bought a convertible, I'd have got a food processor.
Norm: Ask for Luis. He doesn't speak English.