Scrubs2001

The Janitor:
Hey, buddy. I need you to reconsider Blonde Doctor and I'm gonna tell you why. See, I'm the future Mr. Blonde Doctor? And I kinda need this to happened so that I can, uh- hey, over here. I need this to happen so that I can just hang around the house, and you know, bake bread or gab across the fence with neighbor Marge. Nice lady. Polish, I think. I'm not prejudice.

Interviewer:
What the hell are you talking about?

The Janitor:
Here's the thing: I need you to take this can of orange soda, turn, smile, and give Blonde Doctor a big thumbs up or I'm gonna take the same orange soda, follow you down to the parking lot, and smash your head in with it.