— How'd you end up with a bornagain Christian sister?
— I don't know. Maybe the TV was broken one day and she picked up the Bible and found it to be just a darn good read. Or maybe it had something to do with our mother's ability to watch silently as our dad drunkenly knocked us from room to room. What do you think, Newbie?
— Probably the room to room thing.
John Dorian: — You're an actor.
Janitor: — You're a fireman... What are we doing?
John Dorian: — Game over, Klaus. I saw you in «The Fugitive».
Janitor: — Oh, yeah. I was in a Harrison Ford movie, but I chose this life instead. It's a little more glamorous.
Dr. Bob Kelso: — Hey, champ. There's some vomit on the back steps with your name on it.
Janitor: — That's my cue. Action!
John Dorian: — Cut.
I'm happy when someone wins a battle, because around here you get your fair share of disappointment.
I like to think your life comes down to the choices you've made. Like the choice to stand up to a superior. Or to focus on what you have in common instead of what you don't. Or the choice
to let someone help you for once. In the end, you just have to trust your decisions. And hopefully you'll land on solid ground.
— Don't do that annoying thing.
— What annoying thing?
— When you talk.
— Come on.
— Does that not drive you crazy?
— You get used to it.