Big Schmidt: Are you on your phone, man?
Winston: Huh? What are you...? Huh? No, no, I am... nah.
Big Schmidt: Enough with the phone.
Robby: What are you doing?
Winston: I was, uh... I was looking at this-this children's book. Yeah, this ugly duckling about to be fine as hell at the end. Sexy ass swan. Got me picking feathers out of my teeth for days.
J. Cronkite Valley-Forge: It's not the feathers you have to worry about. It's the eggshells.