J.D.: [v.o.] I guess I needed a distraction because last week, we all thought Mrs. Wilk was going home. But she got an infection, and despite our best efforts, she was now gonna die. To make her happy, we decided to take her to the beach.
Mrs. Wilk: I'm gonna miss the feel of sand between my toes.
J.D.: [v.o.] Still, she was sick, so we couldn't go far.
J.D.: Want me to bury you?
Dr. Cox: Ah, shut up and move the sunbrella, will you? I'm freckling.