J.D.: [v.o.] Endings are never easy. I always build them up so much in my head, they can't possibly live up to my expectations, and I just end up disappointed. I'm not even sure why it matters to me so much how things end here. I guess it's because we all want to believe that what we do is very important, that people hang on to our every word, that they care what we think. The truth is, you should consider yourself lucky if you even occasionally get to make someone, anyone, feel a little better. After that, it's all about the people that you let into your life, and as my mind drifted to faces I've seen here before, I was taken to memories of family...
[fantasy: as J.D. walks through the corridors of the hospital, he imagines various people from his past:]
Dan: Hey, little brother.
J.D.: [v.o.] Of coworkers.
Todd: Goodbye five from the Big Dog.
J.D.: [v.o.] Of lost loves.
Jamie: You never called.
Alex: I miss you.
J.D.: [v.o.] Even of those who've left us.
Jill Tracy: There you are!
Mrs. Wilk: Hi, tiger.
J.D.: [v.o.] And as I rounded that corner, they all came at me in a wave of shared experience.
Nurse Roberts: Keep it holy, Q-tip.
Ted's band: Boing, flip.
Mike: I broke my penis again, but this time it was fun.
Lloyd: Take care, bra. Take real good care.
Dr. Mickhead: I didn't kill her.
Randall: Way to leave a cherry gig, bra.
Leonard: I got me some white meat.
Dr. Zelzter: Key party later. There will be prostitutes.
Mrs. Tanner: Did you ever go on that picnic? Make sure you do.
Lonnie: I hate you so much, J.D.
Dr. Steadman: It's like a baguette.
Hooch: Hooch is crazy.
J.D.: [v.o.] And even though it felt warm and safe, I knew it had to end. It's never good to live in the past too long. As for the future, thanks to Dan, it didn't seem so scary anymore. It could be whatever I want it to be.