Al: I feel very uncomfortable about having a party while Jill's upstairs sick with the stomach flu.
Harry: Yeah, I'm sick about it myself. Toss me another sausage, will you?
Al: Oh, come on, with your heart condition, wouldn't you rather have some of my raw vegetable medley? It's very good with this nonfat dip. Go on.
Harry: Yeah, that's all I want - a little dip from a big dip!
Al: Now, come on. Larry, would you talk some sense into him? You're a doctor.
Larry: I'm a neurosurgeon. As long as he doesn't put the sausage on his head, I don't care.