Winston: So how long you gotta ice that thing?
Schmidt: Eight weeks. I mean, if I have any excitement it's excruciating pain.
Winston: Boobies.
Schmidt: What?
Winston: Boobies.
Schmidt: I love boobies...
Winston: Girls with clean hair.
Schmidt: Winston, this is the least funny game we've ever played.
Winston: Models eating sliders. [Schmidt groans] Bernadette Peters on a high beam. [Schmidt wails] Freshly baked bread.
Schmidt: Oh God.