J.D.: [v.o.] Found him. Brace yourself, mister. You're about to get an earful! J.D. style.
J.D.: Hey, buddy.
Dr. Casey: Hey, hey. Uh, give-give me a minute, will you?
J.D.: No, Kevin, I have to talk to you right now.
Dr. Casey: Dammit!
J.D.: Later's cool too.
Dr. Casey: I'm sorry. I just, I- Look, I spent the last few days meeting new people and trying to get used to this place, and I'm stressed and I'm fried and I just want to go home. But here's the punchline: even though my last surgery was two hours ago, I can't stop washing my damn hands. Aaaargh!
J.D.: I'm sorry.
Dr. Casey: No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Look this is a weak moment. Nobody's supposed to see this. And, uh, mark my words, I'll clean up the soap. Probably several thousand times. Everyone's got their own burdens, J.D. And I'm not gonna be one of those people that dumps mine on somebody else. Now what do you need?
J.D.: Nothing.