- Josh Nichols: I need the car tonight!
- Drake Parker: No way, dude. I needed the car. I got a bucket of creamed corn waitin' for me at a women's prison.
- Josh Nichols: [locked in Dr. Favershim's closet] You open the door or we're gonna call the cops!
- Drake Parker: Yeah, we have a cell phone in here!
- Dr. Favershim: You have no cell phone.
- Josh Nichols: Do too!
- Dr. Favershim: Prove it.
- Josh Nichols: How?
- Dr. Favershim: Play me a ring tone.
- Drake Parker: [ringtone sounds] See? Told you we got a cell phone.
- Dr. Favershim: Does it have Bluetooth?
- Josh Nichols: What?
- Dr. Favershim: Your cell phone, does it have Bluetooth?
- Josh Nichols: [mocking Favershim's accent] Yah, dude, it has Bluetooth!
- Dr. Favershim: I don't believe you. Show me.
- Josh Nichols: Well, fine, then open the door!
- [Favershim opens the door, Josh holds out his phone]
- Josh Nichols: See? Bluetooth! Ha-ha! Ope...!
- [Favershim takes the phone, shoves Josh's face back into the closet, closes the door and re-locks it]
- Josh Nichols: Hey, what's with...? Aw man!
- Drake Parker: Nice goin', Bluetooth!