J.D.: Oh my God, he's gone. I think I'm gonna be sick.
Turk: I never got the chance to tell him that I loved him.
[meanwhile:]
Mr. Thompson: I mean, guys, I know all about bottoming out. And it wasn't long ago that I was out there on my knees, praying to the Gods, just for help.
J.D.: God please!
Turk: Lord! Please, God!
J.D.: Please God.
Turk: Bring him back!
J.D.: Why?
Turk: Bring him back!
Mr. Thompson: That was weird.