Dr. Kelso: Listen up, interns. Notice the definition in the upper calf. Look at it, damn it! See that? Back in 'Nam, the choppers would just hover about eight feet above my head and I'd jump in. You should've seen the look on Charlie's face. Not the enemy, son, the pilot, Charlie Ross. Great guy. He didn't make it back. Where's the cake?
Lisa: Eight feet? I don't believe it.
[Dr. Kelso jumps backwards up onto a table]
Dr. Kelso: Believe that, missy.