Schmidt: We're escaping? How-how is that butch, Nick?
Nick: Enough with the butch stuff, Schmidt. You got to let this Toby thing go. If I freaked out every time somebody yelled at me, I...
Schmidt: It's not because I got yelled at. It's because I got yelled at in front of Cece. You know, I know she can handle herself, but I need to prove to myself that I can defend her from the lunatic pagans of the world. Because if I can't, what kind of husband am I going to be? I understand if you don't want any part of this, but this is something I have to do. For me.
Nick: [sighs] Okay. I'm in. If you got to do it, then I got your back. There's two of them, there's two of us. We can do this.