Jess Quote #254
Nick: Jess, can I have a word with you? Take a break! You're looking at this the wrong way. This is the first time you don't have to be anywhere or do anything.
Jess: Right.
Nick: You could make weird art or... don't make weird art. But the point is you can do whatever you want. You could go off the grid. You could be an outlaw.
Jess: I'm not really someone who goes off the grid, Nick.
[later, at the bar:]
Jess: Whoo-hoo! I'm off the grid! I'm so far off the grid, that everybody's all, "She's off the grid!" And then I'm all, "I don't play by your rules." I can drink at 11:00... a.m.
Nick: Yeah, that backfired pretty quickly.
Jess: High five.
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Quote from Schmidt
Nick: Let's just say, hypothetically, we live in a world where time travel exists, okay? So if that is the case...
Schmidt: One, Marie Antoinette. Two, Cleopatra. Three, young Ann-Margret. Four, old Ann-Margret.
Nick: Would you shut up, you clown?! I'm being serious! I'm talking about real time travel here, Schmidty.
Schmidt: And I made an astute observation off of that.
Quote from Jess
Jess: Okay, look, I had the best sex of my life last night. He brewed me like a fine chamomile.
Nick: Oh, so that was you. I thought that was a couple bums fighting.
Jess: It wasn't.. It was me having sex. I left my body, went up to heaven, saw my grandparents, thought it was weird that I saw my grandparents, came back down, I became a werewolf, I scared some teenagers. I came back into my body. Only thing is, he thinks my name is Katie. And that I'm a dancer and/or something involving puppets.
Quote from Schmidt
Nick: I might have met future me.
Schmidt: Who knows about this?
Nick: Nobody. You're the first person I've told, obviously.
Schmidt: Whoa.
Nick: If I find out how you die, do you want me to tell you?
Schmidt: Don't worry. I already know. It's one of these moles. See this little S.O.B. right there?
Nick: That's the guy?
Schmidt: I've been eyeing him for a while. That's one's gonna turn green one day, and then [snaps fingers] there you go. Schmidt's dead.