Schmidt: Ay, ay, ay. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Jess: We're having a conversation.
Nick: Will you please get out of here?
Schmidt: Yeah, well, that's the problem, isn't it? Because I live here, too, and I'm gonna be here when all of this goes to crap. Next time you guys have your dirty little thoughts about each other, you better be thinking about me, too, because I ain't going nowhere.
Jess: You are literally sitting in a puddle of your own pee.