J.D.: [v.o.] So Molly's back in town. She definitely wants me.
Dr. Molly Clock: [on the phone] Bye. How you doing, J.J.?
J.D.: It's J.D.
Dr. Molly Clock: Oh, right. I was just thinking of that Jimmie Walker sitcom.
J.D.: Good Times?
Dr. Molly Clock: Not great. My sister had a miscarriage.

Dr. Kelso: Dr. Clock, you don't have to miss your wedding. I was lying about shift-switching. I like doing it, I like saying it. Shift-switching. And I only lied because we were trying to destroy your morale.
Dr. Molly Clock: Why would you do that?
Dr. Cox: Well, in our defense, you're overly cheery and we were bored.
Dr. Molly Clock: But you thought it would be nice to come clean and make me feel better?
Dr. Kelso: Pretty much.
Dr. Cox: Pretty much, yeah.
Dr. Molly Clock: See, I told you there's good in everyone. If you'll excuse me, boys, I've got a plane to catch.
Dr. Cox: Don't even pretend like you knew what we were doing all along.
[A black car pulls up behind Dr. Cox and Dr. Kelso and honks its horn. When they turn back around, Molly is now wearing a sombrero]
Dr. Molly Clock: Adios, boys.
Dr. Cox: Was she always wearing that big hat?

Dr. Molly Clock: See, I think as a psychiatrist that I should be there when Miss Myers' bandages get removed, because her accident was traumatic enough. But with reconstructive facial surgery on top of that? In my professional opinion: Yikes!
Dr. Cox: Honey, if you are coming in, I just might go ahead and phone up my pool-man and my architect so we can populate the room with just as many useless people as possible.
Dr. Molly Clock: Great. My mom's in town, should I call her?