Kim: You seen J.D.?
[As J.D. hides in the car's footwell, he shakes his head to Turk]
Turk: I have not.
Kim: Any idea where he is?
[J.D. performs an elaborate gesture]
Turk: Teaching CPR to underprivileged youth at Lincoln Middle School on 18th Street.
J.D.: [v.o.] I can't believe he got that! We are so ready for that charades tournament on Saturday!
[Turk smiles at J.D.]
Kim: Come on, Turk, where is he?
Turk: You know, Kim, I'm sorry but I really have no idea.
[Turk stretches his arms like he's yawning, pointing to J.D.]
J.D.: [v.o.] Traitor!
[J.D. uses his head to hit the accelerater pedal]