Mr. Keck: I don't know if surgery is necessary. Last night I was in pain, so I went to a free clinic. The doctor there said surgery wasn't my only option.
Turk: Well, you're just going to have to get him on the phone and tell him I won't be second-opinioned by a clinic doctor who couldn't carry my jockstrap! Gimme some!
J.D.: Ho!
Elliot: [on the phone] Yeah, I think I know this guy. Is he a cocky black doctor with a white doctor following him around and looking at him like he's in love?
J.D.: You would make a pretty girl.
Mr. Keck: [on the phone] Yeah.
Elliot: All right, now repeat after me...
Mr. Keck: You can't decide for me, that's not your duty.
Elliot: And are they both trying not to laugh at the word "duty"?
Mr. Keck: Yeah. [to Turk and J.D.] Hey, Heckle and Jeckle, you know what? No surgery.
Turk: [on the phone] Who the hell is this?
Man: Where are my shoelaces?
Elliot: I said to tell him that he had a laxity in the peritoneal wall and that surgery was unnecessarily invasive. Was that so hard?