In a bit of hilarious if sardonic social commentary, the two parking garage guards who (along with the rest of the world) have been watching all of Truman's efforts to escape (and his eventual success), leave us with this:
Guard One: You want another slice?
Guard Two: Nah, I'm good.
Guard One: Let's see what else is on.
Guard Two: Yeah, what else is on?
Guard One: Where's the TV guide?
[cut to black, roll credits]
"You never see anything anyway...They always uh...turn the camera, and...play music and...you know, the wind blows and then the curtain moves, you don't see anything."
When Truman goes to the hospital where Meryl works, the doctors are caught off-guard and have to improvise surgery:
Surgeon: ...Scalpel. I am now making my primary incision, just above the right knee.
*the actor!patient jumps in shock as soon as the scalpel touches her knee, forcing another actor!doctor to hold her down*
*as Truman is escorted out, the actors drag the actor!patient's leg forward as if it was amputated*
Meryl: Very good, beautiful job.
Surgeon: Well...*pretends to survey the amputation* I'll just let someone else tidy up here.