Dr. Kelso: You paged me?
Dr. Cox: I didn't page you.
J.D.: [v.o.] And that's when Dr. Cox started poking the old bear with a stick.
Dr. Cox: You know what, I'm sick of the old grill 'em and drill 'em. What do you say we shake things up a little bit here? You kids ask me the questions, and I'll just give you the answers. What do you say?
Dr. Kelso: Uh, Dr. Cox, could I talk to you?
Dr. Cox: Well, sure you can, Bob, but you have to raise your hand like all the other children.
Dr. Kelso: I just think it's inappropriate-
Dr. Cox: Bob-o? Now, you've got five good ones right there. What do you say you put 'em up in the air like you just don't care?
Dr. Kelso: Get over here, right now.
J.D.: [v.o.] Maybe he felt sorry for Kelso and didn't wanna take the one thing he had. Maybe he just hated rounds. I don't know.
Dr. Cox: Now get the hell outta my ICU, I'm taking over.
J.D.: [v.o.] But if you didn't know Dr. Cox like I did, you would've believed his performance too.