Woody Quote #415
Quote from Woody in The Improbable Dream (Part 2)
Cliff: Hey, Woodpile, what are you up to there?
Woody: I'm making a map of all the places Mr. Colcord's taken Miss Howe over the past 3 days. Every one of these beer nuts represents a major city on the West Coast. Of course it was more authentic before Mr. Peterson accidentally ate La Jolla.
Norm: Uh, here comes Sammy. Hide the map, Woody. I'll hide the cities.
Sam: Hey, Woody, what you got there?
Woody: Nothing. Nothing. If you think it's some map of all the fun places Miss Howe's gone with that rich guy, you're way off the beam.
Norm: Woody.
Woody: It was bound come out. He'd smell the West Coast on your breath, Mr. Peterson.
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‘The Improbable Dream (Part 2)’ Quotes
Quote from Carla
Sam: Carla, I think I care about Rebecca.
Carla: Kill me right now, Sam. Just drive this pool cue right through my heart. You know how many years it's taken me to get over that horrible thing you had with... With...
Sam: Diane.
Carla: Shut up! Shut up, please! I beg you, don't do this to me again!
Quote from Carla
Frasier: So, Sam, do you remember anything else about the dream?
Sam: Man, it was the eeriest thing. I mean, it was real, and it was vivid, like real life.
Carla: Sammy, that's a premonition dream. That means it's really going to happen.
Frasier: Carla, that's an old wives tale.
Carla: I'm an old wife. I know about these things.
Quote from Sam
Frasier: Well, perhaps your dreams are trying to tell you about something too frightening for waking life.
Sam: Like what?
Frasier: Well, like you care. You care about Rebecca.
Sam: Come on, Frasier, you know me. How can I care about her? We haven't done the main thing I care about.
Frasier: Forgive me, Sam. I forgot about your high moral standards.
Lilith: You mean to say that you can't care about a woman unless you sleep with her first?
Sam: Well, yeah. I got this kind of caring mechanism that only gets switched on by a naked trip to the love zoo.
Lilith: You're kidding.
Sam: Well, no, it doesn't always get switched on. I mean, sometimes I go to bed with a babe and find out I don't care, but by then, who cares?
Lilith: Lovely.
Sam: Aw, come on, Lilith, don't get me wrong. If I do care, I'm as loyal as a dog.
Lilith: Dog would be the right term, yes.
Sam: [scoffs] Care about Rebecca.