Doctor: Mr. Griffin all your tests came back negative. As it turns out the lump on your chest was just a fatty corpuscle.
Peter Griffin: Fatty corpuscle? Wait a minute, how the hell can a dead comedian from the silent movie era be lodged in my left bosom?
Doctor: Mr. Griffin, I'm saying you're fine.
Peter Griffin: I'm fine? What, are you coming on to me now?
Lois Griffin: Peter, he's not coming on to you. He's trying to tell you that you're healthy.
Doctor: Can't it be both?