Baby. What's going on with you? Is it gonna get worse? Or are ...
Carla: Baby. What's going on with you?
Turk: Ever since I got this thing? I've been joking around about it, sneaking cookies, and hiding from it. All because I'm scared to ask myself the questions: Is it gonna get worse? Or are our kids gonna have it? Or how old am I gonna be when it finally gets me?... You don't understand.
Carla: I don't understand? Turk, look at me, I'm a WOD.
Turk: I keep trying to tell you this, but it's the mirror in the bathroom, baby. You haven't gained a pound since I met you!
Carla: No, I'm a WOD - Wife Of Diabetic.