Turk: Anyway, Carla wants me to get it, so now I have to pick out a prosthetic.
[fantasy: J.D. and Turk shop at a big box store:]
Cashier: Hello, and welcome to Ball Mart.
J.D.: Oh, Turk, look at all the different styles. This one has a diamond stud in it. And and this one says "I'm with stupid" and has an arrow pointing to the real one.
Turk: This one has a thermostat and doubles as a hand warmer.
J.D.: You know, that would be perfect for next weekend's ice fishing trip.
[later, J.D., Dr. Cox and the Todd are shivering in a cabin]
J.D.: I can't believe we all fell through that hole in the ice.
Dr. Cox: If we don't warm up soon, we're all going to die. Hey, why aren't you cold?
Turk: [hands down his pants] All right. Come on.
[later, Dr. Cox, the Todd and J.D. bask in the glow of a naked Turk's nether regions:]
Dr. Cox: All right. Now, nobody makes eye contact.
Todd: This is heaven.
Turk: Careful, y'all. That bad boy runs hot.
J.D.: [with a ball-shaped burn on his face] You're telling me.
[later, J.D., Turk and Dr. Cox return to the hospital:]
Carla: Hey, guys. How was fishing?
J.D.: It was all right.
Todd: [covered in ball burns] Best trip ever! Ice fishing five!
[reality:]
Turk: Hey, you're going to be late for your shift.
J.D.: I got to stop with the long fantasies. They're never worth it.