Dr. Cox: Pumpkin, that's modern medicine. Advances that keep people alive that should have died along time ago, back when they lost what made them people. Now your job is to stay sane enough so that when someone does come in that you actually can help, you're not so brain dead that you can't function-for the love of God, what? J.D.: Its just... do you think we should be talking about this in front of her? Dr. Cox: Her? She's dead. Write this down newbie, if you push around a stiff, nobody will ask you to do anything. J.D.: You've been like a father to me. Dr. Cox: Fair enough, you want some real advice? If they find out they nurses are doing your proceedures for you, your ass will be kicked out of here so fast it will make your head spin
J.D.: My man Turk, is getting it daily and nightly and ever so rightly! Ah! What up, dogg! J.D.'s narration: Once every 4.2 seconds a man says something stupid that a woman hears and punishes him for... luckily, this wasn't one of those times. Carla: What did you just say? J.D.: "What up...dogg?"