Jonah: That's an interesting tattoo. Is that a unicorn?
Man: It's a horse with a railroad spike through his head.
Jonah: I see that now. It's not quite as magical, but...
Man: I think it's clean.
Jonah: Right.
Man: Will you just give me the shot already?
Jonah: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. The shot which comes out of this needle. [holds man's wrist] Okay, uh, huh. [taps man's inner elbow] Okay. I think this does something. Should I have a belt?
Man: It's a tiny little needle, all right? Just do it!
Jonah: All right, uh, just, uh, you know, breathe. Or count to ten or something like that. And, uh, and away we go.
[cut to the man whimpering and holding his arm as he runs away:]
Jonah: I'm... I'm really sorry. Drink a lot of water.