Turk: What am I going to do about Dr. Stone?
J.D.: You're going to cry in front of him. [Turk laughs] Laugh if you must, but it'll show you have emotional depth and it will trigger a nurturing impulse inside him that we sensies can't resist.
Turk: How the hell am I supposed to cry?
Janitor: You need to cry. Let's brainstorm. I could hit you over the head with a wrench. Or I could stab you in the gut with a knife. [sings] Knife-wrench. Practical and safe. [puts it in his pocket, knife-side down] Whoa! Ow! Oh! Oh, boy!