J.D.: [v.o.] With Sasha back in the scooter shop, I decided to buy a bike and get some exercise. I can't remember what happened to my old bike.
J.D.: Ow.
Dr. Cox: Nice helmet.
J.D.: Actually, it's not a helmet, it's a hair-met. See, it's got extra room built in so you don't mess up your hairdo.
Dr. Cox: I'm gonna go ahead and write you a prescription for two testicles. You get it filled whenever.
J.D.: [v.o.] That's weird. It felt like that had happened before. I guess when you work at a hospital five years, situations are bound to repeat themselves.