Paris: So, I don't know where I'll be, but I think I know what I'll be.
Rory: Really?
Paris: A doctor.
Rory: Oh, Paris, that's great.
Paris: It's always been my dream, you know? Last night, when I was lying in bed watching the ceiling spin...
Rory: I told you that last drink was a mistake.
Paris: It just became perfectly clear.
I've always wanted to be a doctor, for as long as I remember. When I was a kid, I used to cut the heads off my dolls to see what was inside.
Rory: I'm guessing you didn't put that on your applications.
Paris: I let myself get swayed by the promise of black-card corporate America, but the truth is I want to be a physician. Always have, always will.
Rory: Well, I think it's a very noble profession.
Paris: Oh, yeah, definitely. It's as close to being God as you can get.