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Alright.
Hey, uh, patient is successfully sedated.
[pager beeps]
Oh, room 113's having a bad reaction to his medication.
I have to take care of this.
Ooo, Dr. Connor, do you just want to leave her
sitting under anesthesia?
Ah, well, it's not like she's going anywhere.
She can hang tight for a second and I'll be back soon.
Okay.
Excu' me!
Both:Whoaaah!
[sigh]
Star Feraldo, in't no regular patient.
Do I look like a portly 45 yea' old,
havin' triple-bypass surgery?
Ah, na!
I don't just hang tight, okay?
I only stay where the action is.
I thought you said she was sedated.
She was!
I don't know what happened.
Okay, maybe we should just..
Yeah, lay her down again?
[snort] Ah, na!
Who tryin' to touch Star?
I ain't no Scraggly Ann doll you can touch and poke
and draw little eyelashes on
'cause she look too anfrogynous.
I don't do touchin'.
[swallows] Mm.
Is your air-constition
Oo, this room is warm.
Whew.
How did you?
Can I get a beverage,
is a bit scratchy.
We have ice chips.
Oh, ah, na.
Is ice chips a beverage, I never heard of before,
because it sounds a lot like somethin' I had once
that was frozen and required my jaw
to move up and down in order to swallow it.
You're not supposed to have anything in your stomach
during your operation.
Oh, I hear you Mr. Tacky Scrubs.
Hey!
But the last thing I ate was a potato and leesk soup
from a roadside Denny's over twelve hours ago.
So either you boost my blood sugar or I get in
a crinoline rush that only mom's of endangered babies
can handle and go car-liftin' crazy on your red fish,
blue fish self.
Oh, okay, okay, what do you want?
Mello Yello in a champagne flute.
I don't have time for this,
If you don't want Star here, Star don't hadda be here.
Star could be shopping for Reboks
with Rihanna's cross-fit trainer.
You go get her the drink, and I will sedate her myself.
I need to see your ID so I can sedate you for surgery.
Mr. Mrs. Doctor, you ever play Observation?
What?
Little man with a clown nose and and an unflattering butt cut.
Why don't we play a round right now.
Try to touch me, go on, try.
I don't want to.
I said try it.
AH, NA!
I DON'T DO TOUCHIN'.
I'm pretty sure there is no way
to remove your appendix without touching you.
Well, then we gonna hadda get another appendix doctor
in here.
Like Dr. Oz, he dreamy and informative.
Enough.
Okay.
I have to go help a patient who's going
into anaphylactic shock and you are clearly doing fine,
so let's just put this surgery on hold
and we'll see you tomorrow morning.
Hey!
[finger snapping]
[spraying]
I'm sorry, I seem to have slipped into a state
of incontinent,
what'd you say right there?
See you tomorrow morning.
[spraying]
Dr. Mrs. can I tell you my pain on a scale of one to ten?
Sure.
'Cause I'm feeling a high six bordering onto
AH, NA!
I don't do mo'nin's!
That's the only time I have to operate.
Oh, I get you Mr. Lady M.D.
but I don't- what's this?
is this my heartbreak monitor?
Not quite.
Look at them waves.
They go beeep, beeeep,
AH, NA!
I DON'T DO MO'NIN'S!
If you care about your internal organs,
you will make an exception.
Look, the latest I can get you in is at 11.
Ah, na!
Now, don't touch me, Mr. Truffula Trees!
Now, you and Dr. Seuss here better listen up
'cause unless my brain shuts down and I get artesia,
I'm only gonna say this once.
When your radio stop playing Kesha and start playing
Two Dudes Talkin'.
When a bunch of skinny folks do an event where they
pay money to run around with little numbers
pinned to their shirts,
when I am not split open on this table,
like a ballpark polish with di-john mustard.
That's mo'nin', and I
checking for concussion,
DON'T
doing evacuation,
DO
seeing spots,
MO-O-NIN'!
What do we do, she seems pretty worked up.
I really do have to go.
At this rate, we'll just keep her overnight
and we'll operate tomorrow.
What time?
[pat, pat]
[hard slap]
Let's say 6 a.m.
[heart monitor beeps]
Both:Aaaahhh!
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[laughing]