J.D.: I hate it that you two aren't getting along. I'd get you together to talk it out, but you're so stubborn. I'd never be able to do it on my own. Well, there is one way.
Elliot: J.D., I don't want to hear about Floating Head Doctor.
Turk: Elliot, save it. He's gone.
[fantasy: J.D.'s floating head talks to Dr. Cox:]
Dr. Cox: Fine, fine, fine. I will apologize to Elliot. I just don't know how you're ever going to get her to talk to me.
J.D.: Oh, don't you worry about that. Body! Get her!
Elliot: Hey, put me down! I'm talking to a patient here! What are you doing?
[As J.D.'s body carries Elliot down the corridor, it keeps banging her head on the door frames]
Dr. Cox: Oh! Well, she's dead.
J.D.: Stupid, stupid body! Oh, you want some of this? Too slow! A little late! Oh, nice try.
[reality:]
Elliot: J.D., don't worry about it. I'll handle it.
J.D.: [sigh]
Turk: Head fight body again?
J.D.: They two just can't get along. I don't get it.