Dr. Kelso: Excuse me, ex-nurse Turkleton. But if you want to hang out around here you're going to need a visitor's badge.
[song "Gonna Miss You, Carla":]
Ted: So, Carla when will you be back?
Carla: Not for a year.
Ted's band: [gasp] A year?!
Carla: Not for one long, long year.
Ted's band: We understand you love that kid. But this ain't no way to treat us.
Nurse Roberts: And I hesitate to say you did what Judas done to Jesus.
Doug: When you leave us all, we'll be upset.
Janitor: Look out. That floor is very wet.
All: We're gonna miss you, Carla. We're gonna miss you 'round here. We're gonna miss you, Carla. We're saying this through our tears. How we ever going to get along without you for a long, long year?
Ted: Who'll tell me that my new toupee looks sweet?
Dr. Kelso: Who'll treat my gay son's rash and be discreet?
Todd: Who'll give me better ways to say "man meat"?
Carla: Pincho chiquito. ["Tiny penis."]
Todd: Thanks. I'm using that.
All: We're gonna miss you 'round here. We're gonna miss you, Carla. We're saying this through our tears. How we ever going to get along without you for a long, long year?
Turk: My baby made the choice to be at home and not at work. So let us all rejoice 'cause she's the brand new mama Turk.
Carla: He's right, of course. And yet my heart in spite of this feels torn apart.
All: We're gonna miss you, Carla. We're gonna miss you 'round here.
Ted: I need a tissue, Carla.
All: We're saying this through our tears. How we ever gonna get along without you? How we ever gonna get along without you? How we ever gonna get along without you?
Turk: Lunch!
Carla: It's gonna be a long, long year.