Schmidt: Well? I suppose we could just get out and ask any of these street youths.
Winston: I'll let you get out the car first. Go ahead, do your thing, man.
Schmidt: I don't want to ask the wrong person and end up with some sub-par crack. I want the fresh crack, you know? Not some crack that's been laying around all day. Ooh... I'm really starting to schvitz.
Winston: We don't have to do this. Man, we could just turn this car around, forget this ever happened, and get you some frozen yogurt.
Schmidt: I will not let you deny who you are any longer. Not on my watch.