Big Schmidt: Hey, hey, hey, huh?
Winston: Welcome fellow groomsmen. Big Schmidt, your minivan is sweet as hell, dude.
Big Schmidt: Yeah. Well, you know, I got it for the kids, but, uh, it's not quite the chick magnet I was hoping for.
Winston: Yeah, of course not.
Big Schmidt: I mean, I-I am straight hounding for some Sin City strange, you know. I don't care if it's a man, woman, or child.
J. Cronkite Valley-Forge: You really should care if it's a child.
Winston: Yeah, them kids, man.
Robby: Yeah, no children.
Big Schmidt: No. God, God, of course not. You know, that's not what I'm saying. I was just listing...