why are you depressed, alvy?
something he read, huh?
the universe is expanding?
it won't be expanding for billions of years yet, alvy. and we've gotta try to enjoy ourselves while we're here. uh?
why don't you just try to get a little of this down? this is just plain chicken.
well, there's nothing wrong with you actually, so far as i can tell. i mean, you have no fever, no .  no symptoms of anything serious. you haven't been eating pork or shellfish.
now, mrs. singer, i can't find anything --
no, i think i can get a lab man up here.
yes, excuse me. perhaps it would be even better if we took him to the hospital for a day or two.
well, otherwise, there's no real way to tell what's going on.