This guy in a coma, there doesn't appear to be anything wrong with him except for the fact that he weighs over 600 pounds. What time does he usually get there? Any time between 8 and 10. Did you say 600? At least. Biggest scale we got only goes up to 350, but this guy's waistline's over 7 feet. Which means he's a diabetic with blood thicker than pancake batter. The mystery there, how much we can do. Blood sugar's normal. Cholesterol's lower than mine. Top screen's clean. No sign of trauma. You sure there wasn't a mix-up with the lab? Three times. There's no way. Because hence the only part that we have to get in the machine. We can just get him on the table. We get him on the table, we break the table. We break the table, hospital's out a million dollars, and we're out of our jobs. The weight limit's obviously just an estimation. It's not like he can hold 450 pounds fine and it'll instantly collapse over 451. He's not one pound over, he's 150 pounds over. I don't care. He still deserves the same standard of care as anyone else. And you believe the machine will stand on principle?