Luke: Really? The neck?
Jay: Yeah, a kiss on the neck opens all kinds of doors. Last one. Great job, champ. Who said you can't build anything?
Luke: My dad, the police, a doctor.
Jay: You got a gift. Trust me. Take shop.
Luke: I think I'm gonna. Hey, how'd you get to know so much about everything?
Jay: From my dad, mostly. He taught me how to use a drill, change a tire, fake an injury when a buddy asks you to help him move. Everything a man needs to get by. I'm just glad I have someone to pass it on to.
Luke: You've got Manny.
Jay: Mm. Manny came to me kind of fully cooked. And I was an idiot with Mitchell, and by the time this guy gets old enough, who knows how much I'll remember? These are my prime wisdom-giving years.