Kimberly: Maybe you caught my flu.
Repellator: Ridiculous! I am Repellator, impervious to your silly human sickne---
[He sneezes.]
Finster: Say "Ahh."
Repellator: Uhhh.
Finster: Again.
Repellator: Uhh.
Finster: And keep your eyes open - all three of them. Alright now, uh, cough for me.
[Repellator coughs pathetically.]
Finster: Eww, don't you ever brush?
Repellator: Monsters aren't supposed to.
Finster: It's just as I thought, you've caught a nasty Earth virus.
Repellator: What should I do?
Finster: Well, you'll have to stay in bed for seven to ten nights, and drink plenty of fluids.
Repellator: I can't! Rita and Lord Zedd are already mad at me. I have to go conquer the Power Rangers! Isn't there a pill I could take?
Finster: I suppose I could give you something to make you feel a bit better, yes. But you will never get well if you don't stay in bed.
Repellator: Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay. As soon as this job is over.
[Finster pulls out a huge needle.]
Repellator: Hey, wait a minute! Whaddya think you're doing with that thing?!
Finster: You're not afraid of a little needle, now are you?
Repellator: W-w-well, no, but, but isn't there another way?
Finster: Well... let me think. Actually, I suppose you could take these instead.
[Finster turns to a jar labelled "Finster's Tummy Tabs."]
Repellator: Yes! Yeah! I'll take the pills!
Finster: Take two now and two before you go to bed. I'd better warn you, they don't taste very good. Open wide!
Holy crap, that was fast.