Jess: I trusted you. You took advantage of me.
Schmidt: Something wrong?
Jess: You set us up. I've done things to Nick I can't ever undo.
Schmidt: You see, your fatal flaw: communication. You won't shut up about your feelings, and the only thing this dummy wants to talk about is the Chicago Brown Bears.
Nick: It's just the Chicago Bears. There's no brown.
Schmidt: Who cares? I put a pebble in your path and the two of you cracked your tiny little skulls on it. Ooh, by the way, how was the Captain? Did you make it all the way to the spyglass?
Jess: Yes, Schmidt! And my night vision's very good 'cause my eyes are so buggy and big and I saw everything and I can't erase it from my memory.