Turk: Dude, it was awful. I couldn't stop lying to them. I only have two moves. If surgery goes well, the fake modest nod and wink. Now, if surgery goes bad and the guy dies, there's always the head-shake, sad walk-away.
J.D.: Turk, Toto and I are going home.
Turk: Fine!
[Scrubs sad theme plays, stops]
J.D.: OK, I'll help.
Turk: Thank you.