J.D.: [v.o.] After sharing a quick victory dance with Roland, the heavy-set orderly, who, coincidentally, was my victory dancer coach.
Roland: Pop the hips.
J.D.: Okay.
Roland: Pop the hips, J.D.
J.D.: Thanks, Roland. One day I'll get it.
Roland: I doubt it.
J.D.: [v.o.] I got to thinking about relationships about how people fall in love, have kids, grow old together, and say good-bye. And then, for some reason, I thought about the circus. But then I was back on relationships.
Back to your room, Mr. Johnson. You've got one ventricle. And I couldn't help thinking that maybe it wasn't luck that made relationships last. Maybe it was just a matter of who takes fewer hits.