Woody Quote #87
Quote from Woody in Strange Bedfellows, Part 1
Woody: Oh, boy, that's the third time you beat me, Mike. I guess I owe you another beer.
Mike: No, that's okay. I gotta run. I'll take a rain check on that one, huh?
Carla: Lost again, huh?
Woody: Yeah, I don't know what's the matter with me. It seems like that guy just has my number, you know?
Carla: Yeah, forget about it. Next time he comes in here, you just challenge him to some Italian arm wrestling.
Woody: Oh, I never tried that.
Carla: Come here. Give me your arm. Okay, now, I'm gonna pull as hard as I can, and you resist me with all your strength.
Woody: All right.
Carla: Go.
[Carla tries to pull Woody's arm towards her as he resists. When she lets go, Woody knocks himself on the head with his hand]
Woody: Wow. I beat Carla! And I'm not even Italian.
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‘Strange Bedfellows, Part 1’ Quotes
Quote from Cliff
Cliff: Holy moly guacamole. Terre Haute, lndiana. Oh, I wouldn't throw her out of my bed for eating crackers.
Norm: Why else would she be there?
Cliff: Yeah, that's very humorous, Normie. Yeah, in light of the fact that a leading woman's magazine just recently completed a survey which showed that postmen are the most desired lovers right after-
Norm: Rock stars and heart surgeons.
Cliff: Well, you know what they say down at the P.O.-
Norm: "Postmen deliver daily."
Cliff: Have we had this conversation before, Norm?
Norm: Cliffie, we've had every conversation before.
Quote from Norm
Norm: [enters] Evening, everybody.
All: Norm!
Diane: Norman.
Woody: What's happening, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: The question is, Woody, why is it happening to me?
Quote from Frasier
Frasier: You wine them. You dine them. Tell them how pretty they are. Buy them fancy presents. Finally, you get up the nerve to ask one of the little dears to marry you. What do you get for all your trouble? Squat.
Tim: Doc, I thought you'd pretty much gotten over that Diane problem of yours.
Frasier: Oh, it's not as serious as it sounds. You see, this is the one-year anniversary of the day Diane deserted me at the altar. To repress my bitterness would be detrimental to my recovery. So on this day, and on this day alone, I'm going to spew out my venom and exorcise the blond demon that haunts my soul.
Paul: Well, happy anniversary.