Barry: Hey! Ready to hit the club? Drinking age is 10, but they don't card.
Geoff: Yeah, as fun and alarming as that sounds, I‐I gotta stay with Erica.
Barry: Damn it, Schwartz! I knew you'd bail on our boys' trip. All you wanna do is party with my sister.
Geoff: Yeah, I wouldn't exactly call it a party.
Erica: Oh, everything inside me's coming out of my face!
Geoff: Okay, just try to make it to the bathroom, sweetie!
Barry: Oh, my God. What am I looking at?
Geoff: Yeah, it's not great.
Erica: I need towels, I need Gatorade, and I need a doctor who doesn't also work the omelet station!
Geoff: On it, my dove!
Erica: [vomits]
Geoff: I'm sorry, Bar. When she's at her weakest, I have to be my strongest.
Erica: Shut the door!