Dabney: There's our fallen comrade.
Lloyd: I love Room 124.
Stevie: When's the... appendix... coming out?
Malcolm: Tonight, but I don't know... I'm feeling better. Maybe I don't need the operation.
Lloyd: What are you talking about?! Of course you need the operation!
Malcolm: But what if...
Lloyd: Don't you understand? You're sitting on a gold mine.
Dabney: Ride the guilt train, baby, as far as it'll take you. My adenoids got me this watch.
Lloyd: My strangulated testicle got me a week at Disneyland.
Stevie: I'm one.... procedure... from a... Range Rover.