Jess: Oh, my God, Schmidt and Cece will be in a new home next year.
Schmidt: Next year it's at our place.
Jess: Happy last loft Thanksgiving, everyone. They weren't always perfect, but they were memorable.
All: Cheers. Hey.
Cece: Remember when you fell down that hole?
Nick: Oh, and Schmidt cooked the meal in our dead neighbor's kitchen.
Cece: [laughing] Ms. Beverly.
Winston: Remember when we had sex with strangers?
Jess: That's a misrepresentation of what happened.
Schmidt: Remember when your parents made it in the bathroom?
Jess: Or last Thanksgiving, when we all accidentally took peyote and, Winston, you wouldn't let us break the wishbone.
Winston: Break the bone, lose the wish.
Nick: That's not true!
Jess: That's not how it works.