— It's my fault, you know.
— What?
— His leaving. I thought I could take it.
— Don't ever say that.
— What?
— Just don't ever low-rate yourself.
— What I meant was, whatever it takes to be a cop's wife... I'm just not sure I'm making it. He really tries, and these bastards... you know, «pig» this, «pig» that.
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.
Four types of people join the military. First, for people like me, it's a family trade. Second, there are patriots, eager to serve their country. Third, there are people who just need a job. And fourth, there are people who want to kill other people. The military is the only place where it's legal to do that.
— There was one spot open in the study. I gave it to the rich guy because with the money he's donating, I can reopen the prenatal unit.
— What really bothers me is that you can look in there at John Morrison, a guy you essentially gave a death sentence to... and just not care.
— It's not my job to care, Perry.
— You're a teacher?
— Part-time.
To serve people takes dignity and intelligence. But remember, they are only people with money. And although we serve them, we are not their servants. What we do, Miss Ventura, does not define who we are. What defines us is how well we rise after falling.
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