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| What the...? What happened...? Where am I? Who are you? What's that awful smell? | |
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| I'm Dr. Balsniph. You, sir have been part of a revolutionary experiment whereupon I swap the skin inside your nose with the skin from your scrotum. | |
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| So what I'm smelling is... | |
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| ...your own crotch. And you'll be smelling it forever, which means my experiment is a momentous success! | |
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| We'll see how successful you feel when I sick every lawyer in town on your ass, pervert. | |
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| Oh, and before you go wasting your money on lawyers, I'd read the fine print on your organ donor card. | |
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