Carla: Hey, those nuts are for my brother, please don't eat 'em all!
J.D.: [spits out nuts]
Turk: Hey, Baby, why you makin' such a big deal about your brother coming, anyway? He's my baby brother! I practically raised him!
Carla: Now, I want you to try and get along with him this time? If you do, I promise to fulfill that fantasy of yours but not with the weird outfit, and none of those crazy toys.
Turk: So we'd just have normal sex.
Carla: If I'm not sleepy!
Turk: Deal.