J.D.: [v.o.] Since the geriatric wing was being remodeled, Turk and I were herding old people to their new rooms.
J.D.: That's a closet, Mr. Jenkins. Come on, Mr. Benedetti, you're only a few thousand tiny steps away.
Turk: J.D., we need to find a way to move these gomers faster.
[fantasy: J.D. leads the old people on a miniature train as The O'Jays "Love Train" plays:]
J.D.: All aboard! The love train.
[reality:]
J.D.: That was a fun fantasy. I wish it didn't have to end.