Dr. Kelso: [v.o.] Hot dog, 2.15, time to vamoose. Heck of a time talking to young Private Dancer, though. "You've seen your share of Private Dancer, haven't you, kid?" Hmm. "Sure have, Bob. Sure have."
Dr. Kelso: What is it, Slugathor?
Debbie: Um, Dr. Kelso, I have a patient who has a mild fever, but I don't know who to talk to, because everyone's arguing.
Dr. Kelso: Sluggy, if you want to get people's attention you've got to be more aggressive or more attractive. Pick one.
Dr. Kelso: [v.o.] I should keep an eye on that. See, a hospital is a complex machine. And when a divisive issue rears its head, balls can be dropped. And the ones who end up suffering the most are the one that we are here to protect.
[the next morning:]
Dr. Kelso: Good morning, Private Dancer. Son?! [checks chart] Get Respiratory for a blood gas and set up for a lumbar puncture!