Dr. Cox: I'm willing to acknowledge there have been occasions during my tenure here when my enthusiasm...
J.D.: What the hell do you think you're doing?
Dr. Cox: Well, right now I'm apologizing to Franklyn here for breaking his favorite microscope.
J.D.: No, see you can't just drag me out of the house in the middle of the night, cry on my shoulder then pretend nothing happened.
Dr. Cox: All right. First of all, Franklyn, there was no crying. [whistles] Say it.
Franklyn: No crying.
Dr. Cox: Good boy. And you, my little precious, should give some thought to purchasing some non-bunching panties. They give you the extra support you love so much while protecting against those offensive lines underneath your scrubs.
J.D.: Oh, I get it. I'm a girl.
Dr. Cox: Franklyn, you heard it. Say it.
Franklyn: He's a girl.
Dr. Cox: Good boy.
J.D.: You can't just go around playing with people's emotions because you feel like it.
Dr. Cox: OK, Newbie, I'm now going to give you an opportunity to get out of here before I grab you by your ankles and redecorate Franklyn's lab.
Franklyn: Please go.