“Scott: Terrance, you may be a famous surgeon, but you're not God! J’accuse, Terrance.

Terrance: Would you like a Monkey Claw, Phillip?

Phillip: Yes please. [Terrance farts]

Terrance: That's called the Monkey Claw because it feels like my colon is being ripped apart by a thousand monkeys.

Phillip: The Monkey Claw is smelly.”