Hank: Dr. Weissman, my friend Bill would like to register a complaint.
Dr. Weissman: Ohh, are you upset or something? I said you had diabetes, not cry-a-betes.
Bill: You told me I was going to lose my legs!
Dr. Weissman: No, I said your legs could fail one day, possibly. I-I never said anything that could constitute malpractice, other it's current definition.
Bill: Hmm, my legs work just fine. Isn't that inspiring! (Bill closes the door and starts beating up Dr. Weissman)
Hank (to nurse): Uh, my friend is just, uh...
Nurse: I don't hear a thing.