Nick: I want to apologize. I'm sorry that I thought my job was harder than yours. It's not. I'm just making schedules and buying beer.
Winston: Look, man. [chuckles] The whole thing has been pretty idiotic. You know, uh, my job is harder than yours. Yes, that's a fact. We all know it. But I got to say, man, this is first time I've seen you really care about your job. [chuckles] You're killing it.
Nick: It means a lot to me that you said that.

Jess: Well, he's taken up surfing now.
Schmidt: Oh, he's taken up surfing? How nice. A middle-aged man who surfs and French-kisses his customers. What a hero.
Jess: Why did you have his number in the wedding drive at all?
Schmidt: Because I was maybe... warming up to the idea of inviting him, but now that the nightmare called "this afternoon" has happened, I can very well see that I'm not ready. So I'm sorry, Jess, but there will be no papa nah-nah at the wedding for you.