Let me see that Nick power. Grrr. There you go, c'mon, hit that unspecified gym equipment. Yeah, make it sorry it ever came off of the factory line!

Pete

Pete: Not sure if that's the most lawyer-y of images, but all right.
Zoe: It's gonna bring in clients.
Nick: You're gonna bring in the hounds!

Maybe you can get a pirate next time. Or hey, how about a ninja client from the Internet?

Nick

Go in there and tell "The Matrix" that he better jump back into that computer

Nick

What's gonna come first, your career or your life?

Nick

Nick: Just come down here and bail me out, will ya?
Pete: That might take a little time. I have a little work I got to do on the website and I think I have a haircut coming up in about an hour or so.
Nick: Will you stop screwing around and just get down here and get me out of here? C'mon the po-po is about to throw me in the Click for crying out loud.

Nick: We are donut people, not pastry people. Pastries try too hard and they're expensive. And until some of our clients pay back the money they owe us: Just. Plain. Donuts.

That's because all the lawyers you talked to are gutless mama's boys.

Pete

Any idiot with a computer and a Wi-Fi connection can spew hateful vindictive crap, and can call it journalism!

Nick

Pete: Wiped the floor with this fancy lawyer. Chewed him up and spit him out.
Nick: Well, he could see who he was up against. Why else do you think he was trying to bury us in paper work?
Pete: Not trying. He has succeeded. Ugh, I can't breathe.

Pete: It's Vegas. Wall to wall desert. Who needs a boat? I was going to buy a boat with my share.
Nick: With your share, you could've put in a lake for that boat.
Pete: Yeah. What were you going to do with yours?
Nick: A separated man living in a crappy apartment? What do you think? Buy a house bigger than hers. Maybe not a house, a compound. Something really huge.
Pete: Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen.

Stop having your wife followed or I'll file a restraining order myself.

Pete