Norm: Hey, whoa, Cliffie. Slow down on those things, buddy. Are you sure they're safe?
Cliff: Yeah, of course they're safe. Prescription.
Norm: Yeah, but you... Can't be sure, you know. I mean, it says here, "may cause dullness of the senses."
Carla: We better check his reflexes. Where's that ball-peen hammer?
Norm: "May cause gynecomastia." What the hell's that?
Cliff: I don't know. Let me see it. Hey, doc. What's, uh... Gynecomastia?
Frasier: Oh, male breast enlargement.
Cliff: Doc, uh... I've been taking these pills here.
Frasier: Oh, well, Cliff, you'll be all right. You'd have to take five times the prescribed amount here to even begin to...Well, shall we say, blossom.
Cliff: Boy, that really steams me. I mean, you go to some quack who gives you a prescription for a simple skin condition, and you find out you might turn into a woman. God, I'm so angry, I could cry.
Woody: That time of the month.