Janitor: [deep voice] You rang? [normally] Lurch.
J.D.: My stethoscope is stuck up there and I need you to get it down for me.
Janitor: You put it up there.
J.D.: That's really neither here nor there.
Janitor: Fine. Alright, we're even.
J.D.: Oh, thank God.
Janitor: You know, you could've just asked me to stop hassling you for, like, a year.
J.D.: OK, I want that, then.
Janitor: It's too late. [walks off with J.D.'s stethoscope]
J.D.: But I use those for listening.