[whispers in the patient's ear] Eisenhower... was a sissy! [sarcastically jumps back into a defensive crouch, then resumes glaring at J.D.] I think, by the grace of God, we're gonna be OK. Oh, and from now on, whenever I'm in the room, you're definitely not allowed to talk.
Well, you're a surgeon. So, you've got the god-complex, the cockiness, the whole "married to the job" thing. You're cute, but you're very, very aware of it. You have no idea what I'm like, so all of your feelings for me are coming from down there [points at his crotch]. But most of all, I'm looking for the real thing and you're nothing but a little boy who's not used to being told "no." So there's a bunch of reasons. Pick your favorite. [walks off]
This is a strange resort, man. I mean, the wheelchair service is great, but that suite I rented, there was another person in it. And for some reason the bellhop gave me an enema.
I want you to spread the word, missy. I've... had... enough. The next whiny intern that comes in here looking to me for a cookie and a hug, I swear to Aisha, I'm going to hurt them. And you, you neurotic one-woman freak-show, take your blah-blah to the blah-blah-ologist. Because if you are so stupid as to confront the Chief of Medicine over some quasi-offensive endearment, then you've just got to go ahead and replace the captain of your brainship, because he's drunk at the wheel!
(mock-crying) "But what about our duty as doctors?" (normal voice) Look, this has nothing to do with your patient. It's all about you. You are afraid of death, and you can't be. You're in medicine. You've gotta accept the fact that everything we do here- everything- is a stall. We're just trying to keep the game going, that's it. But ultimately, it always ends up the same way.
J.D. [narrating] So they say that one out of every three patients admitted to this place will die here. But some days, the odds are worse than that. And on days like that, I guess the best you can hope for is that you took something from it. Anything. Anything at all. Even if it's just taking the time to lie in the grass and think about all the things you still have left to do.