TV show quotes
[about Neela's crush on Luka] It's not funny, Luka. You're doing everything to encourage it.
That's not true.
Yeah, well, it better not be. Otherwise I'm gonna have to get into some nasty chick fight with Neela.
In the mud? Just don't hurt her.
Only person who's gonna get hurt in here, is you. You got it?
Students want to be residents, residents want to be attendings...
Yeah, and attendings just wanna be left alone.
He doesn't get to you?
Doctor Hair? I think he's kinda cute.
What?!
Surgery and ER have these battles in every hospital I've ever worked in. It's not personal. It's, surgeons think they're much better and smarter than everyone else. It's a defense mechanism. To make up for their terrible lifestyle.
The guy needs an ex-lap.
It's a pissing match, Luka. Let it go. Come on, you're taller and sexier, and you already got the girl.
This isn't about ego.
Oh, it's not?
I'm a third-year resident. I've been ordering my own scans since I've been here. What's that about?
It's about me making the rules.
Come on. That's stupid. [to Carter] Come on, man. Back me up.
It's her ER.
Sorry, Pratt. It sucks to be you.
If you have a strong gut feeling about something, you have to listen to it.
Come on. You were wrong.
We don't know that yet.
Made us look like fools.
Is that what you're worried about?
What?
[to Pratt] Nothing will get a doctor into bigger trouble, than the fear of looking stupid. Trust me.
Ray, the plumber came, and the shower's fixed.
Oh, Hallelujah, I love you!
You owe me eighty bucks. Ready to sign out?
People are starving, people are being shot at, men are flying planes into buildings, yet the "faithful" are saying, "Watch out for those lesbians! They're gonna destroy our god-gifted lives."
In what possible universe would I say the words, "Let's polka?"
I'm telling you. In your sleep, two nights ago. Look, I'm not making this up. You don't think I was surprised?
I don't talk in my sleep.
How do you know?
Even if I did, I wouldn't say "polka." I wouldn't even say "dance." I don't dance. Well, maybe once when I was a kid, I did the limbo.
Yeah, maybe that was it. Maybe it was the limbo.
[During a fight involving a patient and her husband in the ER] Who's winning?
Neela was about to deck somebody with a bedpan.
I've always wanted to see something like that.
It's hard to let go of a dream, isn't it, Jerry?
[confronting her conservative birth-mother] Can you accept me for who I am?
[tearfully] I can love you, whoever you are-
[shakes her head] I don't want love without acceptance. [pause] It was so good to finally meet you. [she comes forward and hugs Helen, who hesitates then hugs her back]
[calling the pizza place] What do you think? Large pepperoni and mushroom?
I think I love you.
I... would like to place an order for delivery, please.
Look, I'm sorry.
Who was it?
It was stupid, it was rude and I'm sorry. Can we go back inside please?
Is this a little diversion for you until she comes back to the States?
It's freezing out here.
Go back inside, John.
Hey, hey, I had a baby with her. What am I supposed to do? Cut her out of my life completely because I'm with you now?
Are you with me?
Can we just please go back inside? Don't, come on, don't walk away! OK, so that's it. One phone call and you're gone, huh?
One phone call? You were in bed with me, John. You could have mentioned that, somewhere between "how are you" and "how's the weather."
Look, we spend every night together, we enjoy each other's company, we have fun. Alright. I know what you want me to say, and....and I can't say it, OK? I'm sorry.
Well, at least you're honest.
Look, it doesn't mean that we can't...
Yeah, it does. [walks away]
[sighs] Wendell!
[in his letter to Neela] You guys probably don't even remember me by now. I'm the tall, good looking, black guy with the best bedside manner in the place. Tell Pratt I said that.
[about the letter Neela is writing to Gallant] Tell him to hurry up and get his ass back here in one piece. I'm tired of waiting for my rematch. Now let's get back inside.
[in her letter] Pratt says he misses you.
Is it always like this?
Multiply the usual bus-load of colds and coughs times ten because it's February, add four for seasonal complaints: frostbites, sled accidents, tongues frozen to metal poles, double the car crashes, add your baseline chest pains, strokes and GSWs. And this is what you get: hell frozen over.
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