J.D.: Dad?
Turk: Hey, Mr. Dorian.
Sam Dorian: Hey, boys, what's shakin'? Who needs a beer?
Turk: Who doesn't? You see, J.D., this is what goes around. But this? This right here is what comes around.
J.D.: Get out of here.
Sam Dorian: Only two left.
Turk: Oh, that's all right. J.D. will go out.
Sam Dorian: Oh, get some chips.