[As Turk drives J.D. and Carla to work:]
Carla: Baby?
Turk: Hm?
Carla: What do you think about getting pregnant right after the wedding?
[fantasy:]
Turk: [jumps out] See ya!
J.D.: Carla, you can't ask a guy that while he's driving.
Carla: My bad.
J.D.: Yes, it was your bad, Carla.
[The car goes off the road and crashes]