Zooey Deschanel: Jess Day

New Girl

Jess Day

Jess: [to Nick] I brought something from school that reminds me of you.
[pulls out a stick]
Jess: It's a feeling stick. Whoever is holding the feeling stick has permission to say whatever he or she is feeling without being judged. I'll go first. Um, I feel like I want to know what you're feeling.
Nick Miller: [walks over and breaks the stick]
Jess: Believe it or not, that is not the first time someone has broken my feeling stick.
[pulls out another stick]
Jess: I have a travel size.

Jess: A no-nail oath? You thought I was gonna sleep with one of you, like I just couldn't help it?
Nick Miller: It was me, Jess. I couldn't help it.

Nick Miller: You're a freaking gold digger, Jess!
Jess: Do you think that if I were a gold digger, I'd be interested in you? I would be the worst gold digger in the world!

Nick Miller: Jess has absolutely lost her mind.
Jess: I have not lost my mind! I'm just scared.
Nick Miller: Would you trust me? You're gonna be fine. You're gonna meet somebody and fall in love and then before you know it you're gonna
[makes popping sounds]
Jess: With who, Nick? Who's gonna lay a flag down on this sweet, sweet continent?
Schmidt: I'll man up. But I must warn you, Jess - I don't have sperms. I have tadpoles. Of the gods. And I'm gonna give 'em to you. You can have 'em all for all I care. That's how much I love you. I feel your pain in this situation. I want you to have babies. Take my sperms.
Winston Bishop: No. It should be me, Jess.
Jess: [baffled] What?
Winston Bishop: With your big, beautiful blue eyes and my Blair Underwood-like skin, we'd have the most beautiful baby the world has ever seen.
Schmidt: He's not wrong. It could get into any school it wants.
Jess: To be clear, I haven't asked any of you to impregnate me. I think it's important that's been said.
Nick Miller: Good. 'Cause it's definitely not me.
Jess: Cause it's definitely not you.
Nick Miller: I would love that little baby with all my heart. Even if I did show it by picking him up from school in my underwear and hitting on the crossing guard.

Jess: Nick kissed me!
Cece: What!
Jess: I've got to tell Sam. I can't tell Sam! I didn't even do anything wrong! Nick kissed *me*; I didn't even kiss him back! Okay, fine! I kissed him back! Is that what you want me to say?
Cece: I literally haven't said a word for, like, over an hour.
Jess: And now he won't even talk to me! 'Cause I saw him this morning and he just panicked moon-walked away from me.
Cece: He what?
Jess: He does that sometimes. And then... Ha! Nick just... He just... He just...
Cece: Kisses you.
Jess: Stupid Nick Miller!
Cece: How was it? Was it...?
Jess: I was like Scarlett O'Hara in my freaking curtain dress.
Cece: Yeah, but *how* did he do it?
Jess: He just, like, grabbed me. And he just took me. I mean, he was a man and I was a woman. It was firm, but tender.
Cece: Damn.
Jess: Yeah I saw through space and time for a minute but that's not the point!

Nick Miller: [doing an exercise at the Indian convention] Jess, you liked kissing me. It's fine to say that.
Jess: No, I didn't.
Nick Miller: I'm not on my knee asking you to marry me; it was a nice kiss.
Jess: You were like a dog and my mouth was like a bowl full of dog... milk!
Nick Miller: It was like a damn fairytale, that kiss! It was the kiss of your life!
Jess: Are you serious, Nick?
Nick Miller: And you have to take a little responsibility, tarting around in that little soft pink robe, not expecting to get kissed.
Jess: Tarting around?
Nick Miller: I'm a man, Jessica! Pink robes are my catnip.
Anu: And we have a winning couple!
Jess, Nick Miller: We are not a couple!

Nick Miller: [Nick walks in to see Jess packing kitchen appliances into a garbage bag] Whoa, whoa, Jess! What are you doing? That's my ketchup collection.
Jess: This fertility website says I need to get rid of anything with toxins.
Nick Miller: Did you put the microwave in the trash?
Jess: Yes.
Nick Miller: Why would you do that?
Jess: Microwaves zap things!
[they argue]
Nick Miller: It's what makes burritos delicious!
Jess: You care about your burritos more than my children, Nick?
Nick Miller: You're puttin' me in a tough spot.

Jess: Schmidt! Hey! My best friend? You Long Island street trash!
Schmidt: Dammit, Nick! You told her?
Jess: No he didn't tell me! I-I happened upon it!
Schmidt: Oh, you happened upon it? Where, in the town square?
Nick Miller: Jess, I swear I never wanted to be involved in this. You're so pretty.
Jess: Put your freaking visor down.
[turns to Schmidt]
Jess: Now you will tell Cece or I will, you... you crumb bum!
Schmidt: Jess...
Jess: You crumb bum!
Schmidt: Yes, well said.

Nick Miller: Jess, are you okay?
Jess: No! This is the worst thing to ever happen to me. I've lived a very fortunate life!