[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?
E.R. · Season 11
[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.
Neela, you could be the best doctor here- Hell, everybody knows you're five times smarter- but most of the time, you're in your head.
You're right, I am. I... blow things out of proportion, I obsess.
So stop.
Well, it's just- I come here, I do my shift, I go home, I sleep. I can't believe this is my life!
See, now that's the problem. This cannot be your life. You need to go out, you need to have some fun- when was the last time you were on a date?
Why does everybody seem to think I need to get laid?!
[grins, pats her shoulder] Trust me on this- sometimes it helps.
When you have a cut, or some injury, but all you have in the house is one of those band-aids that don't even stay on, they don't really help the problem at all. This would be very nice, I'm sure. It already was... can you see what I mean?
Um... I'm a tiny band-aid?
[regarding Neela's dinner outfit] If that's your deep-dish outfit, I'm glad I didn't say French food.
[about Steve being back in town] What do you wanna do?
I'm not gonna run away again. Especially not now. I don't want you to have to worry, it's my problem.
I kinda think it's our problem.
[As Steve and Luka are fighting & Alex comes out with his bags packed]
Luka!
It's nothing, kiddo. Just a little disagreement.
[to Alex] What's all that for?
We're going to Florida. My dad's got a place by the beach where we can watch the whales migrate. Mom said it was OK.
Alex, go back up!
No!!!
Alex, now!
Easy, Hoss. Not your kid!
Listen. You can take what you want, I don't care, but he's not going anywhere with you.
[to Neela] Should I continue being oblivious or do you want to explain why you're bleeding from your cuticles?
How come you have to panhandle?
Because they're not hiring at Hooters.
[Ray's patient has cancer] Well, that sucks. She's a nice lady.
Yeah, I hear that's a risk factor for cancer.
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