J.D.: Dr. Cox must have my pager on speed dial. He's completely on top of me today.
Elliot: Do you know how much I wish he was on top of me?
J.D.: [laughs] That's naughty.
Elliot: You make me so mad, I might actually scream. Every day you bitch and you bitch about how hard Dr. Cox is on you, and you don't even realize that you're his go-to guy.
J.D.: Oh, come on. You're overreacting.
Elliot: What has he had you do today, hmm?
J.D.: Uh, he had me intubate and extubate Mrs. Pollard, float a Swan on Mr. Kalka, a paracentesis, a radial art line, and then place a transvenous pacemaker for a heart block. Why? What did you do?
Elliot: Oh, uh. Cream, no sugar.
J.D.: He takes his sugar, no cream.
Elliot: [screams]