Moira: In the lea of a picturesque ridge lies a small, unpretentious winery, one that pampers its fruit like its own babies. Hi! I'm Moira Rose, and if you love fruit wine as much as I do, then you'll appreciate the craftsmanship and quality of a local vintner who brings the musk melon goodness to his oak Chardonnay, and the dazzling peach cral-bapple to his Riesling Rioja. Come taste the difference good fruit can make in your wine. You'll remember the experience and you'll remember the name. Herb Erfling ger. Burt Herngeif. Irv Herb-blinger. Bing Livehaanger. Liveling. Burt Herkurn. Ban- Bingo Ling-fucker!

David: I'm just not sleeping. I think there's a lack of oxygen getting to my heart because I'm feeling very suffocated.
Ted: Okay, right. Well, if it is a heart attack we're way too far away from the nearest hospital for you to make it through the night.
David: What?
Ted: Kidding.

David: Can you get a heart murmur from a lack of sleep? Because I have not slept since we've got here and I think my body is shutting down.
Alexis: Well, I hate to admit it, but I actually know very little about heart murmurs.
David: Well, I have one. Uh, the pulse is very irregular.
Alexis: Honestly, David, I have tried to find my pulse like a thousand times and nothing. So don't worry about it.
David: No, this is very serious! My heart has not rested in a long time, my immune system is very low, I have not been able to find kale anywhere here.