Nick: I'm using magnetic words to break through my writer's block, and it's not working. I've already folded all my shirts and masturbated six times, and I'm running out of things to do. I'm just in a real bind. You see, The Pepperwood Chronicles sold over 30 copies, Jess.
Jess: So, what, we're complaining about good things now?
Nick: It's just, my audience is gonna be clamoring for a sequel, and I can't leave those stevedores, those-those tugboat workers, those lighthouse keepers empty-handed.
Jess: You think that your audience is entirely made of, like...
Nick: Blue-collar nautical workers on the coastline of Maine. I don't think that, Jess, I know that.

Jess: "Upmost"? There's only one person I know that says "upmost". It's "utmost".
Nick: "Utmost"?
Jess: "Utmost".
Nick: [chuckles] Agree to disagree. But the good news is my writer's block is gone, and that is thanks to you. You always come through for me, Jess, to the upmost.
Jess: I assure you, it's "utmost".
Nick: What's an "ut"? Come on, you're a writer. It's "up". Up to the most. Not ut to the most. I assure you.
Jess: Okay, sweetie.
Nick: You didn't come in here and say, "Thanks for putting them ut to it." I would've laughed you out of here. What is an "ut"?!

Winston: Furguson is miserable.
Jess: So you're saying that this is a different emotion than we've seen for the past three years?
Winston: A father knows. He misses Gil. It'd be wrong for me to take away a piece of his heart. I mean, I already took away his testicles.