Hawkeye: (to the bartender) I'll have a scotch and water. I'll drink the scotch now and come back for the water tomorrow. (to Borelli) You look like you could use another drink?
Dr. Anthony Borelli: You must be a psychic.
Hawkeye: No, actually I'm a physic. I can predict all your future movements.
English Colonel: A British artery in an American leg? He'll probably get an urge to drive on the left side of the road.