Under the log.

I gotta lay in firewood and the logs are ice cold.

Wood

Wood?

Wood!

Your pa could have gone over the ridge and down the river on a log.

I'd like to take a whack at that stump myself.

Wood.

Wood?

It's wood.

But he lay under a log, just where he fell.

Wood floats.

A wooden bowl.

Hold on to them. Get up on that log.

Get up on the log.

He went for timber.

Uh... Wood to radio, I'm leavin' Compton's now.

Now an egg is not a stone. It is not made of wood.

Wood burns easily.

Quick, some wood.

Let's get the wood in now.

He sure is on the tick.

It's about Sam Wood.

Shooting might look easy.

A little wooden boy.

A wooden boy!

Dull. No sense of humour.

There's something on that log over there!

Max, where's the wood?

Wood or wire?

Wood floats in water.

My little woodenhead

Gotta get it moving.

I said a log puller!

It's just a log bumping.

What happens when you run out of wood ? I don't know !

Come on. Let's get the wood.

Thomas, let's pick some firewood.

And big. Not of wood, but of mortar and stone.

This table is wooden.

I'll go and get some wood from the shed.

Good night, my little wooden gold mine.

Did you say log puller?

But... a piece of gold... inside a stick?

But I'm sure not a rock nor a tree.