Night Court1984

[Bull was just struck by lightning. He is found on the couch, his clothes still smoking]

Harry Stone:
Bull!

Bull Shannon:
Mind if I smoke?

Christine Sullivan:
Doctor, is he all right?

Doctor:
That depends. What did he look like before?

Mac Robinson:
Just like that.

Doctor:
Well, then he's fine. Spooky, but fine.

Harry Stone:
Fine? Art said his heart stopped beating.

Doctor:
Well yes, for a few minutes he was clinically deceased.

Bull Shannon:
But I'm feeling much better now.

Dan Fielding:
Really? You look dead on your feet.

[He laughs; glares from everyone]

Dan Fielding:
Oh, come on. If we can't laugh at the walking dead, who can we laugh at?