Cece: I have a bit of a hard time believing that Winston would do this.
Schmidt: Well, then, you obviously don't know Winston, 'cause he's a sick, disgusting human being. Just this morning he asked me for a pair of your underpants.
Cece: Winston?
Winston: Hmm?
Cece: Is that true?
Winston: Yes. I needed your underwear to sew into my underwear.
Cece: Oh... my... God. That is disgusting! You are a pervert! [throws the puzzle]
Schmidt: Oh, I'm so sorry, Cece. Just wait in the car. You don't have to deal with this disgusting trash person, garbage child!