May: Ernie, give him your jacket.
Coach: What?
Winston: Give me the damn jacket.
Coach: All right, here, dude.
Winston: [o.s.] I jabbed my giblets in the breast pocket.
Coach: Tie it around your waist.
Winston: Then that leaves the front porch open or the back. I don't think this is gonna work. I'll just sit here cold and naked while my best friend gets married. Look, you were right, Coach. I'm not a serious man. I'm a nude, apple bottom, long-fronted dumb-ass. Ooh, look. At least you can change the background. Look. Now I'm in the Oval Office. That's crazy.
Coach: Winston, you're a groomsman and a bridesman. It doesn't get more serious than that. You can't miss this wedding.