Cole: God, that is ridiculous. What is it?
Dr. Kelso: That is my prescription fiber drink with rum.
Cole: I love that. Hey, you got any of those wiener pills?
Dr. Kelso: Who do you think you're talking to, son? I'll give you one for 10 bucks.
Cole: You got change for a 20?
Dr. Kelso: Nope. We'll drop a couple of these bad boys and go trolling for ladies at the airport bar.
Cole: Will you be my grandpa?
Dr. Kelso: Why, sure, little man. Sure.