Dr. Maddox: Hi, Mr. Hicks. So you were admitted to the hospital with shortness of breath?
Mr. Hicks: Yes, that's right.
Dr. Maddox: Okay, so I'm just gonna... [stomps] Die! Die! Die! Sorry. Spider. Um, I'm just gonna take you up and get you a full-body scan, okay?
Dr. Cox: And there she goes.
Carla: A chief of medicine working one-on-one with a patient? Maybe she's not so bad.
Dr. Cox: I think she's probably a jerk.
Carla: Why?
Dr. Cox: That position attracts jerks. Plus, well, I know jerks. Hell, I married a jerk. I divorced a jerk.
J.D.: New freckle.
Dr. Cox: I'm interrupted by jerks. Look, just give me two minutes with this Maddox, and I'll know for sure whether or not she's a jerk.
Carla: Well, go!
Dr. Cox: Pass.