Dr. Cox: Enjoy. I didn't cut the hand off. I used a different puppet for that.
Dr. Norris: Well, if you want, you could give that one to me and I could fix it. And have it... for the kids.
Dr. Cox: Disturbing fetishes aside, I-I feel like I owe you an apology on account of acting like a jackass. But I don't think that my son should be the one who has to pay for it.
Dr. Norris: You actually think that I would endanger the health of a child because you're a jackass? Look, buddy, most of the parents I deal with are jackasses. Now, don't get me wrong, you're in the top five.
Dr. Cox: Thank you!
Dr. Norris: You're welcome. Still, the reason why I have yet to see your child is because he has the sniffles.
Dr. Cox: The sniffles?
Dr. Norris: The sniffles! Look, you're a doctor, you have what I like to call The Burden of Knowledge. You're gonna be worse than every parent who freaks out because their kid eats Play-Doh. Why? Because you've seen too much. You've seen what can really go wrong. If you don't get a handle on that, it's gonna crush you.