Gob: My middle and index fingers are…
Dr. Stein: …switched for the first time ever!
McGarnigle: You gotta tell ‘em what you saw, Billy.
Little Billy: But I’m scared,
McGarnigle: Do it for me, Billy. For McGarnigle.
Little Billy: Okay… for you… McGarnigle.
Police Chief: Well McGarnigle. Billy is dead! They slit his throat from ear to ear!
McGarnigle: Hey! I’m tryin’ to eat lunch here!