Robby: Look, let's just cut the crap, okay? I know you think I'm dumb, and you can hit on Cece and make fun of me all day long, but I'm not going anywhere, all right?
Schmidt: You're a big guy, you know that?
Robby: Yeah.
Schmidt: Luckily, I've got a stone forehead.
Robby: What? [blocks Schmidt's forehead with his hand] I'm sorry.
Schmidt: No, it's cool, man.
Robby: You just tried to head-butt me. I had to stop you.
Schmidt: No, yeah, yeah. I got you. I got you.
Robby: All right. [blocks Schmidt again]
Schmidt: Damn it!
Robby: Schmidt, you did it again.
Schmidt: How do you see that coming every time?
Robby: You wind up. You make, like, a little wind-up thing. I just...
Schmidt: Hit me right in the forehead.
Robby: Yeah, well, you tried to head-butt me with your forehead.
Schmidt: Yeah, I know I was trying to head-butt you.