Jay: I'm sorry. I feel a little bad for you, okay? I know we don't say this much, but, uh, I care for you, you know.
Donnie: Do you think I don't know that crap? I have known you cared about me since we were eight and 10 years old and that mook Joey Calieri stole my bike and you put his head in the ice.
Jay: What was that he said again?
Donnie: Uh... "I can't hear no more."
Jay: "I can't hear no more!" Oh, Don.