Cole: Hey, darling. I'm Dr. Cole. I'll be your physician. So, what are we dealing with here? Non-hodgkin's lymphoma. Oh, giant drag.
Turk: Hey, come here.
[later:]
Turk: Hope you enjoyed your last day of med school.
Cole: Yeah, I don't see it.
Turk: I'm sorry. What?
Cole: You know that bust you pass on your way to pick up your tiny paycheck? Notice any resemblance? Symmetric features, strong jaw. Yeah, that's my Pop-Pop. Paid for this whole building. So here's the skinny, I'm Teflon. You can fire bullets at me if you want, but be careful. When they ricochet off me, they sometimes hit other people. Puh-ching. Puh-ching.
Turk: Don't puh-ching me.
Cole: Puh-ching.
Turk: Don't you puh-ching me!