In the unreal world of Sacred Heart Hospital, intern John "J.D." Dorian learns the ways of medicine, friendship and life.
— Point to Iraq.
— Why do you keep a globe on your janitor cart?
— In case I get lost. I'll give you a hint. It's not the country shaped like a boot.
— That's Iraq.
— That's China.
— You're China.
— That's an outrageous accusation...
— My nephew Lance is over there fighting to give those people democracy.
— Oh, so that's why we're over there, and here I thought it was to root out terrorists. Or was it for the oil? Or for Mama Hussein's secret falafel recipe? It got so gosh darn hard to keep track.