Turk: Check it out, Keith's telling Mr. Morrison about his brain tumor.
J.D.: [v.o.] Seeing an intern tell someone they're gonna die for the first time is strange because even though it's a horrible and sad experience, if they get through it, there's a sense of accomplishment.
Keith: Nailed it! Hell, yeah!
J.D.: Good job, man. What'd you say?
Keith: Well, I just told him there's nothing more we can do right now. [J.D. and Turk both groan] What?
J.D.: "Nothing more we can do right now" implies there's something we can do tomorrow.
Keith: Well, I also said we'd make him as comfortable as possible.
Turk: Sounds like someone's getting new pillows and a comforter.
Keith: That man knows he's doomed!
[The patient happily waves to J.D., Turk and Keith]
J.D.: Yeah, I'm gonna need you to go back in there and use some form of the word "die." Dead, dying, deadsies, Deadwood, your choice.
Keith: What was the middle one?
J.D.: Deadsies.