Billy: Enough about me. What about you lads, you know, saving lives here all day every day? Out at night, givin' out a lash, tearin' it up? You do go out at night, don't you?
[flashback to J.D. and Turk playing Go Fish in the apartment. Turk has fallen asleep:]
J.D.: Do you have any sevens? Turk. You have lots of sevens.
[present:]
J.D.: We tear it.
Turk: And-and-and sometimes lash, but with the hours we work, it's.
J.D.: It's less tearing and more folding.
Turk: Right.
J.D.: Gently folding.