Today it's gas, tomorrow it's the local news.
I look like a 70's divorce attorney.
I never loved you more Cece!
Nick: Of course we make decisions. How do you think I'm wearing clothes right now?
Schmidt: I lay those out for you Nick.
I can't concentrate, it's filthy in here!
Nick, we're making sex.
That was painful Nick! That's like watching Cece make a bed.
I simply want a demographic breakdown of all the guys who hit on you.
This woman is engaged. Her number belongs to God now, thank you.
I may have your entire life planned out on my computer. I made a spreadsheet and everything. I worked on it this morning.
You're my best friend in the whole world. We've been through a lot together so I just do feel like your sperm are partly my sperm.
They're reaching into your skin wallet. Your scrotum.