Carla: Relax. It's just one mistake.
J.D.: Yes, Carla! They're each one mistake, but when you put 'em all together, it makes, like, four million mistakes.
Carla: Did you just snap at me? Because I think he just snapped at me.
J.D.: I'm sorry.
Carla: Yeah, you are.
J.D.: Carla, I gotta go home.
Nurse Roberts: Hold it, Q-Tip. You have to co-sign all these orders, fill out a vascular consult on bed three and get a tox screen for Mrs. O'Brien.
J.D.: No, no, but Josh did all this.
Nurse Roberts: Uh-uh, honey, I don't think so.
[fantasy: J.D. Hulks out:]
J.D.: Mrs. O'Brien, I'm afraid I'm gonna need a urine sample.