Turk: How do I tell these people they should let their son go?
J.D.: Just try and imagine what they're going through. I mean, sometimes I try and imagine what it's gonna be like when you die.
Turk: Because you think I'm going first due to my diabetes.
J.D.: Right. And where do we meet up in heaven?
Turk: At the milk shake pool on the lesbian cloud.
J.D.: I'll see you there, player! I love religion. The point is, Turk, if someone tried to pull the plug on you without being honest, you know where they'd end up?
Turk: In hell, watching The View.
J.D.: Next to the super-high, unreachable cupcake table.