J.D.: [v.o.] Hospitals are hectic. But there's a certain time every morning, after the bedpans have been emptied, that a calm washes over the place; and you can't help but feel peaceful.
Dr. Cox: [whistles]
J.D.: Holy Vishnu! Look, we've been working together a while, could you not whistle at me?
Dr. Cox: You're right, Newbie, we have been working together for a while. Of course, I wouldn't know the exact number of days unless I consulted my Friends For Life calendar that I keep taped inside my hope chest.
J.D.: [v.o.] Still I've learned to make Dr. Cox's rants work for me. I catch up on paperwork. I look after patients.
J.D.: Carla, can you check room air pulse ox on Mrs. Shipp?
Carla: You got it, Bambi.
J.D.: [v.o.] I take care of those official things that just have to get done.
Janitor: You're a jerk.
J.D.: You're a jerk!
Dr. Cox: Long story short, there, Molly, I will always whistle at you like you're a blonde with big bombs and I'm a construction worker just released from prison. That clear?
J.D.: Crystal!
Dr. Cox: Super!