Elliot: A lawsuit? So you're suing me because you're not dying?
Mr. Bragin: Dr. Reid, I didn't want to face my own mortality. You forced me to. Now I can't earn any money because my job seems trivial. I can't be in a relationship, because what's the point? Oh, and here's the topper. Remember my horrible, judgmental father I hadn't spoken to in 15 years? Well, good news, doc, we've patched things up. And guess who's coming over Saturday to watch the game and tell me what a jerk I am?
Elliot: Well, you asked me to estimate how much time you had left!
Mr. Bragin: And you told me I'd be dead by now.
Elliot: Well, you're not! So, sue me!
Mr. Bragin: I am.
Elliot: It was a figure of speech. And your dad was right about you.
Mr. Bragin: Why don't you tell him yourself.
Mr. Bragin, Sr.: Hey, Assface.
Mr. Bragin: Hiya, Pops.