Dr. Cox: I say we let Super Doc here take 'em.
J.D.: Are you too busy eating sour grapes?
Dr. Cox: Oh, look who peeked in his shorts and found a pair. What, are you feeling like you finally took on the old man in a game of one-on-one and kicked his ass? Well, here's the newsflash there, Skeech, it was a fluke.
J.D.: Believe what you want to believe. I'll do it again.
Dr. Cox: All right, fair enough. Here's your chance. Two identical patients. I say we divide 'em up, just like in The Parent Trap. One goes with the sexy, freewheeling bachelor dad, hello. The other goes with the whiny, neurotic, sexually-repressed mom, just you all over. Oh, and I checked tonight's TV listings. There is no special on that disease, so you're gonna wanna stop at the Blockbuster.