Elliot: Okay, Mr. Summers. Your EKGs came back and Dr. Reid liked what he saw.
Mr. Summers: When the hell am I getting out of here?
Elliot: Dr. Reid thought you might ask that and he had an answer for you. Shut your cakehole! He also said for you to stop paying off orderlies to sneak you cheeseburgers, you big load.
Mr. Summers: Wow, he's old school. Like me. [grabs Elliot's butt]
Elliot: Hey! That belongs to Dr. Reid!
Mr. Summers: So you and Reid...
Elliot: We're lovers. Red hot lovers.
Mr. Summers: I'm guessing he's married.
Elliot: She doesn't understand him like I do.
Mr. Summers: I love this guy.
Elliot: Not like I do.