Winston: When the heat moves you, you got to move... Okay, no heat. No heat. No heat, Bishop, no heat. Keep that heat locked up. Keep that heat. [sings] Think you're going, baby I, this is Crazy.
Coach: Put that heat away, Bishop.
Winston: Huh? Yeah. Yeah, yeah. You got that, man. You got... [to a group of girls] What are you looking at?
Girl: Cool mustache.
Winston: [nervous chuckle] Too much heat. Too much heat.