Cole: I've proved myself, right? So let's go open a brother up!
Turk: First of all, why it gotta be a brother?
[later:]
Turk: And second of all, a surgeon has to have a delicate touch and steady hand. Now I want you to take these tweezers and remove the fortune from this cookie without breaking it.
Cole: I can do that. Check out these brows. I know my way around a pair of tweezies.
Turk: Is it bright? Is it too bright? Lots of distractions in surgery. Blood everywhere, ooh! And out of nowhere, there could come a noise to just break your concentration!? A drum line in the O.R.! What?
Cole: Done. Somebody snare me.