Scrubs2001

Dr. Cox:
Boy oh boy, does it look like you pissed off the wrong guy there, crunchy! And trust me, he'll make ya pay.

Dr. Clock:
Oh, Dr. Kelso's all bluster. Underneath it all, I'll bet he's a sweetheart.

Dr. Cox:
No no, underneath it all, he is pure evil.

Dr. Clock:
Perry, no one's pure evil! I mean, yes, some people have a hard outer shell, but inside, everybody has a creamy center.

Dr. Cox:
There are plenty of people, here, on this particular planet who are hard on the outside and on the inside!

Dr. Clock:
So they'd have more of a nougaty center?

Dr. Cox:
Lady, people aren't chocolates. Do you know what they are mostly? Bastards. Bastard-coated bastards with bastard fillings. But I don't find them half as annoying as I find naive bubble-headed optimists who walk around vomiting sunshine.

Dr. Clock:
[rubbing Dr. Cox's stomach and speaking in a sing-song voice] I'm touching your creamy center!