"I ain't gotta clue what the hell's gotten into them, tonight."

Doc crosses the room to the dresser, shedding his vest as well - his goes onto another chair, and he reaches down to begin unbuttoning his shirt, eyes on the orange fuzzballs as they retrieve the toy...and bring it back to Kate, dropping it at her feet.

He nudges a suspender strap off his shoulder.

"They don't bring 'em back to me."