Sam: You missing something, Woody?
Woody: Yeah, well, I had a $20 bill in my pocket and now it's gone.
Carla: Well, say good-bye to that Andy Jackson.
Woody: [to a man] Oh, see you later, Andy.
Cliff: Boy, oh, boy. Talk about your lucky days, huh? Just found 20 smackers back there in the pool room. Yeah, and to celebrate my good fortune, I'm gonna buy a round of drinks for all my, uh, friends.
Carla: What are you gonna do with the other 19 bucks?
Sam: Woody, that could be your $20 bill. The one you lost.
Woody: Hey, yeah, you know, I was in the pool room earlier.
Cliff: Wait a second. Now let's be fair about this. Uh, give me the serial number.
Sam: Oh, come on, man. Nobody knows serial numbers.
Woody: L-2-1-8-8-6-1-1-9-B.
Cliff: That's amazing.
Sam: How'd you do that?
Woody: Oh, I memorize the serial numbers on all my currency.
Sam: Why?
Woody: For just such an occasion. Tell you, though, I pray everyday I don't get rich.

Norm: [enters] Evening, everybody.
All: Norm!
Diane: Norman.
Sam: Well, look at you. You look like the cat that swallowed the canary.
Norm: Give me a beer to wash him down.

Diane: Well, how can you compare Disneyworld and Tibet, where we might possibly unravel the mysteries of life?
Sam: Well, there, there are lots of mysteries you can unravel at Disneyworld.
Diane: For example?
Sam: Um, all right, all right, uh, why is it that, uh, Donald Duck wears a top and no bottom, whereas Mickey wears a bottom and no top?
Cliff: Oh, Sammy, it, it's because, you know, uh, a duck's privates are hidden by their feathers and mouse's is, uh, well, need I say more?
Frasier: While you're at it, I mean, why is it we've never seen Donald fly? I mean, I've seen that damn duck do The Carioca.
Carla: Yeah, and if Mickey's dating Minnie, how come he has such a high voice?
Sam: Oh, now, whoa, wait, are you trying to tell me that Mickey...
Diane: All right, all right, all right, we'll go! We'll go!