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: Wow, that's either an exit wound or all of the surgeons in Chicago are drunks. Jim Longworth
: Yeah, my captain shot me. He thought I was sleeping with his wife.
[Callie raises an eyebrow as she gives Jim an injection in his butt
] Jim Longworth
: I was actually the only one in the department who *hadn't* slept with her. Callie Cargill
: Good boy.
: Sign this. Jim Longworth
: What's this? Callie Cargill
: It's just a waiver that relieves the hospital of all reliability if my treatment of you were to cause you to get an infection, lose your hand, or die. Jim Longworth
: I'm not signing this! Callie Cargill
: You will if you want your pants back.
: So you think that a woman choosing a specific job option is objectifying herself? Jim Longworth
: I did, until you said it like that...
: Hey... sweet dreams. Callie Cargill
: Sure, sweet dreams. Jim Longworth
: [shakes his head after Callie walks away
] Sweet dreams? Idiot!
: So, this is you being gentle? Jim Longworth
: [cynical tone
] Yeah, try anything once. Callie Cargill
: So if this is gentle, why is he crying? Jim Longworth
: I don't know!
: [Searching the swamp for the treasure
] Are you sure this is right? Jim Longworth
: Yes. I got the coordinates from the sextant and put them in the GPS thingie. Callie Cargill
: GPS thingie? Oh my God, I'm going to die! Jim Longworth
: You are not going to die. Callie Cargill
: I'm in the swamp with a guy from Chicago who says 'GPS thingie'! I'm going to die!