Cliff: Sammy, would you step in my office, please? A word in your ear. You know, if I were you, I'd approach the good Dr. Legs there on a professional level. I would make an appointment with her and pretend there was something wrong with me.
Sam: Cliffie, that's a pretty good idea.
Carla: Yeah, who gave it to you?
Cliff: It's mine. It, uh, came right from this brain.
Carla: Hey, everybody, Clavin got a new brain.