Nick: It worked.
Winston: Where did that come from?
Nick: I don't know. I'm trembling, but it worked.
Schmidt: That was so good my pants just got tight, Nick.
Nick: Oh, God, now I hate me as much as I've always hated you.
Schmidt: Skin.
Nick: See, I have to do this now.
Winston: No, you don't. Don't do it.
Nick: Yes, I do.
Schmidt: Skin.
Winston: All you have to do is just not do it.
Nick: I have to. No, because it works.