Dr. Cox: Looks like you screwed the pooch there, Tinkerbell.
J.D.: But I didn't overmedicate him.
Dr. Cox: Of course you didn't. I always check your orders after you make them. But if you're wondering whether or not you treated Mr. Simon differently because he's a complete jerk, well, I think you know the answer to that one already, don't you?
J.D.: Depends what you mean by "different".
Dr. Cox: I have to warn you, I just got dumped in front of my ex-wife, not ten minutes ago, okay, Betty? It's always easy to treat the nice ones nice, isn't it? But your drug addicts, your child abusers, your garden-variety jerks... [whistles] Man.
J.D.: You know, it's barely misting out.
Dr. Cox: It's my hair. If it even gets damp, it frizzes out and becomes wildly unmanageable.
J.D.: Mine too.
Dr. Cox: It was a joke, ya girl. Newbie, the only way to judge your growth as a doctor, hell, as a human being, is by making sure you don't repeat the same mistakes over and over.