J.D.: [v.o.] It all makes me glad I'm on my own. I don't think I'd have it...
J.D.: Hello, ladies. Just window shopping, or would you like to try something on?
Nurse: Aren't you the guy that makes out with dogs?
J.D.: Carla. A quick word.
[As Carla runs away, J.D. chases her and crashes into a supply trolley:]
J.D.: Is anybody else a doctor?