Nick: No more excuses. I'm gonna go home, and I'm gonna write that novel.
Winston: And I'll be the first to read it.
Nick: We got a deal, friend.
Winston: Deal.
Manny: [on the phone] Yeah, you still have me on the line. My two cents? He's never gonna write that book.
Nick: Why don't you shut up, Manny from Cerritos?
Winston: Okay.
Nick: Who asked you? Hang up the phone.