Michael: So, did you know you could put a whole live chicken in your mouth and eat it without plucking it or preparing it at all?
Schmidt: [whispering] Keep it simple.
Jess: Uh, let's keep it simple. You're a nice guy, and that's a neat outfit. Are you a chef? Are you a beatnik? Are... Do you work on... on a submarine?
Michael: Shh. [goes in to kiss Jess]
Jess: No! No! Oh. Stand down, sir!
Schmidt: We found your son. He's alive.
Jess: They found my son; he's alive. I'm sorry. It was nice meeting you.