Jay: Okay, here's what we're gonna do.
Phil: No, no, no, no. I'm done listening to you. I had a great deal. You know how I know? I called the salesman at the first dealership while you were sneaking your third hot dog, and it already sold.
Jay: Fine. We don't need it. Here's the plan: we tell them Haley is really sick.
Phil: Oh, my god, you're sick.
Jay: Good thinking! I'll be sick 'cause nobody cares about people they can't see.