Mr. Cropper: Hey! You want to explain the fingernail marks down my wife's back?
J.D.: First of all, that's a perfectly acceptable fighting style. And secondly, I think you should ask your wife about that. [Mr. Cropper grabs J.D.] Whoa, whoa, whoa. This is very close. What did you have for lunch, scallops?
Turk: Hey, dude. Why don't you let him go?
Mr. Cropper: I don't have a problem with you, man.
Turk: I should warn you, I've killed a man. Granted, it was during surgery, but I don't need anesthesia to knock your ass out.
Mr. Cropper: Sorry.
J.D.: That's right. Walk away! Walk away! We got them.