Carla: Turk, why are you wearing pajamas?
Turk: Uh, I really want you to come home, and on the off chance you said yes, I'd be ready to snuggle, and that would hopefully lead to - but not necessarily require - relations of the intimate nature.
Carla: Turk, with everything that's happened, I'm just having trouble trusting you.
Turk: Baby, if there's anyone in this world that you can trust, it's me.
Carla: Turk, you're the one I don't know if I can trust. So, how am I supposed to trust that I can trust you telling me that I can trust you?
Turk: My head hurts.