J.D.: Don't listen to them C-bear, it's an amazing gift. Plus, you know how everyone's rude to those day laborers across the street? Now we can finally talk to them.
[fantasy: J.D. and Turk talk to a group of Latino men:]
Man: [Spanish: "Do you have work?"]
Turk: [Spanish: "No, we just wanted to say 'hi'. How are you guys doing?"]
Paulo: [Spanish: "Congratulations, my brothers. You have treated us with basic human compassion and will now be rewarded with a trip to the magical paradise known has Amigoville."]
[J.D., Turk and Paulo are transported to a park]
Turk: [Spanish: "Your magical paradise is a park?"]
Paulo: [Spanish: "Our people loves the picnics."]
J.D.: Turk, look at the size of this churro! And over there, there's a lake filled entirely with guacamole.
Paulo: [Spanish: "Would you like a massage from one of those beautiful ladies?"}
Turk: [Spanish: "No, I can't. I'm married."]
Paulo: [Spanish: "Not a problem."]
[The women are both transformed into clones of Carla]
Carla: [Spanish: "I'll take the front."]
Carla: [Spanish: "I'll massage your back."]
Turk: [Spanish: "What a beautiful babes!"]
Paulo: [Spanish: "What do you think of this place?"]
J.D.: I'm sorry. I don't speak the Spanish-ita. Is that gonna be a problem?
[J.D. falls from the sky back in front of the day laborers]
J.D.: Do you guys have an idea when the black guy is coming down, because he has the car keys.
Man: Idiot!
[reality:]
J.D.: That place is pinata!