Jess Quote #798

Quote from Jess in LAXMas

Jess: So they go to this bar in Chicago to get Winston laid...
Barry: And one of these guys is your ex?
Jess: Yeah, Nick.
Barry: Mm, the nicest thing I ever did for an ex is give him a ride to the airport. And for me, that's just going to work, and I still barely did it. [Jess laughs] Okay, please don't take this as a Christmas miracle. But what can I do to help? Do you want to fly first-class somewhere, like Pittsburgh? And then tell everyone you're a Latin pop star? I did that once, and it's kind of the perfect Christmas. You can pass as Latin.
Jess: Actually, you know what I'd love?
[cut to:]
Barry: [to Nick] Hope first class is okay. And don't freak out, but I think Paul Dano's on your flight. And don't thank me, thank her. But thank me also, because I'm the one that did it.

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 ‘LAXMas’ Quotes

Quote from Schmidt

Schmidt: You know what they call you where I'm from? A dirty old bitch. Dirty old "biatch." "Biatch," just in general. 'Cause I ain't from Manhattan, sir. I'm from Long Island. 5-1-6, up in your lounge, sucka.
Robert: You better calm down, or you're gonna be kicked out of the...
Schmidt: Good, I don't want to be in this lounge. I don't want to be in any club that you're a part of.
Cece: Okay, am I missing something?
Schmidt: I don't want to be in any lounge or club that you're a part of, sir. You dirty old bitch, for good measure. 'Cause I'm from Long Island, I'll take the railroad... LIRR.
Robert: You're embarrassing yourself.
Schmidt: New York, Long Island. Billy Joel. Cece, let's roll.
Cece: Okay.
Schmidt: [grabs champagne glass] Nassau County. Billy Joel, one more time. "Piano Man." "Goodnight Saigon." That's a sad one. Cry about that, you dirty old bitch.

Quote from Winston

Nick: You better learn how to ride a polo horse.
Winston: It's actually a polio horse. Uh, originally they were bred as helper horses for people with polio, but I don't think anything of what I just said was correct, so...

Quote from Nick

Nick: Why we should've taken trains. The sky's too fickle. It's the play place for butterflies.