Monique: As you know, Doctor, when you make the vertical incision from the thorax all the way down to the groin, you have to be careful not to hit an artery. I mean, otherwise, you get excessive spurting. But it really reminds you of why you became a doctor when you crack open that rib cage, slip your hands in all the way up to your elbows, and pull out that bloody, pulsating heart. Would you care for some salsa? [Will faints]
[later:]
Will: Well, I guess I was a little more tired than I thought. Next time I donate an organ I'm just gonna let someone else perform the surgery.
Monique: Yeah, right. I'll see you later, Doogie.
Will: Hold up, baby.