— Three long years of busting my hump here and it has finally paid off.
— You got the fellowship?
— I get to be the clown in Paediatrics.
— Are you following me?
— No. You wanna go out some time?
— With you?
— Me and a bottle of Jagermeister.
— No, Todd, I don't. But I don't want you to think it's because I'm a lesbian or anything. I find you so creepy, I think you should walk around with a bell around your neck.
— All I heard was ''lesbian''.
— Dr. Reid, would you mind explaining to me why you called the chief of surgery to consult on a cellulitis patient yesterday?
— I wasn't even here yesterday.
— Your interns were. Their mistakes are your mistakes. Whether it's an unnecessary consult, or his ridiculous haircut.
— This cost $60.
— Let's hope your stylist put that money towards rehab.
How is it that no man understands that every woman, whether she's 16 or 60, still has that awkward, insecure, self-conscious teenage girl inside of her?
— I can't take it any more!
— Why don't you become a lesbian, and hook up with some hot model?
— What's that got to do with anything?
— I just thought it'd be hot.
— Dr Cox.
— And there you are.
— Excuse me?
— I was wondering if there's anything that could push my headache into a full-blown migraine. And there you are.
— Sir, l have to say, I'm offended.
— Oh, no. Now I have to go buy flowers to make it right.
Carla, if your wedding ceremony's gonna be in Spanish, then how will I know that you're officially married?
