J.D.: [v.o.] In a hospital, even the best of moods can be ruined simply by somebody handing you a chart.
J.D.: Do you have any family, Mrs. Wilk?
Mrs. Wilk: No. I was married twice. Divorced one, the other died. Wrong one died.
J.D.: Look, Mrs. Wilk, you have something called systemic amyloidosis. Now, it's in your liver now, but it'll eventually shut down all your organs. There is a treatment, but it's very invasive and, at best, it'll just give you a little more time.
Mrs. Wilk: Well, I've had a great life, so...
J.D.: Say no more. I'm gonna take amazing care of you.
Mrs. Wilk: OK.