J.D.: [v.o.] Turk and Carla were converting my old bedroom into a nursery, so I helped paint a mural for the new baby.
Both: Done.
Carla: Oh, hell no! Is that big, ugly one shooting laser beams into the crib?
Turk: That's Optimus Prime and I don't think he'd appreciate you calling him the big, ugly one.
J.D.: No, he wouldn't.
Turk: No.
J.D.: Not Optimus.