J.D.: You know what? Let's not play into his blame game.
Carla: Agreed.
[later, J.D. and Carla talk to Turk separately:]
J.D.: Turk, she was pourin' drinks into me, and she knows I put out when I'm drunk.
Carla: He took me to a bar. I didn't ask him to walk me home!
J.D.: I'm tellin' you, dude, she was all over me like ants on candy.
Carla: You think you're talkin' to Turk, don't you? Idiot.