Dr. Cox: Do you know how I know that this is yours, Farrah? Because when I paged you earlier, someone found it next to a can of Fresca and a dog-eared copy of Teen People magazine. Anyway, long story short. The whole incident gave me a bang-up idea. Because you see I've got tomorrow off. So I'm gonna be on my couch sipping on some Scotch and paging you every 20 seconds. And if you don't answer every damn last one of them, I'll shove this pager so far down your throat, it's gonna make you take a tinkle every time it goes off. Big fun, right? You're gonna need this. Oh, oh, oh, let it come, let it come. [throws pager]
J.D.: [v.o.] Ah, it's good to be home. Sort of.