Janitor: Anyway, what's the deal? We're shorts buddies today. You saw the schedule. Monday, Tuesday, shorts. Wednesday, we wash 'em. Thursday, Friday, shorts. Weekend, optional. I'll be wearing shorts.
J.D.: You know, I was gonna wear them, but you know someone went and stole 'em out of my locker.
Janitor: What?
J.D.: Yes.
Janitor: Let me see.
[later, as J.D. leaves the hospital and passes by a dumpster:]
J.D.: [v.o.] As a doctor, you get good at thinking on your feet. I was able to protect the janitor's feelings. Plus, he totally bought it.
Janitor: Mentiroso!