Cliff: Well, it's good to be back. So who's gonna buy me a beer? [groaning] Come on, it was a joke, you bozo! [groaning] Stop that! [groaning] I said stop that! All right, the experiment's off! [groans three times] You're a quack! [rapid series of groans] [Cliff wrestles the remote away from Dave] Okay! Let's see how you like it, pal.
[rapid series of groans]
Dave: Remember, we still have your deposit on that unit! [exits]
Cliff: So, uh, what were we talking about?
Sam: Cliff, what's going on here?
Cliff: Where?
Sam: Come on, Cliff.
Cliff: Well, it's some harebrained scheme I came up with. I... When you guys didn't visit me in the hospital, I knew it was because I wasn't popular, so l, uh, went down to this aversion therapy place and bribed the guy to give me a shock every time I acted like a jerk. I thought it would make me a different person. I guess it didn't work, huh? I better be going. Uh... I'll see you guys later. You know, as a matter of fact, l, uh guess I won't, huh?