Turk: J.D., what the hell. I'm a surgeon. That could have hit my hand.
J.D.: Why are you being so weird lately? You won't loan me money for cotton candy, you're charging strangers for medical advice, and now you're worried about your hand? Who are you?
All: And what did you do with Turk?
J.D.: Great work, everybody. Thank you. I asked them to help me out for emphasis. Seriously, what's going on?
Turk: You saw what happened yesterday.
[flashback:]
Carla: Oh, look at this little angel. I may never go back to work.
[present:]
Turk: How the hell am I supposed to take care of a whole family by myself?