Dr. Cox: So this is what fear feels like, huh? It's kinda like being really drunk, only In a very sad way. You're just loving watching me fall apart like this, huh?
Dr. Kelso: More than comfy shoes and a warm place to crap.
Dr. Cox: Yeah.
Dr. Kelso: But you're gonna take this job. Partly because you were meant to do it, but mostly because if you don't, I will always remind you that you are a sac-less little fraidy-cat.
Dr. Cox: Why in the hell did you try to talk me out of it?
Dr. Kelso: I had to tell you the truth to prepare you. If I'd fluffed it up, you would have tortured me forever.
Dr. Cox: So you really think I'm the man for the job?
Dr. Kelso: Who the hell do you think recommended you?
Dr. Cox: Thank you.
Dr. Kelso: You're welcome.