Dr. Cox: Three admissions in six months for stress related issues? Really? Well, here's what I want you to do. Stop. Getting. Worked up. Over. Again, over. Small. Things. They're everywhere. This stuff that's making you goofy, it's all over. Stop that. Get him out of here. Dear God.
Boon: Here's your coffee, Dr. Cox.
Dr. Cox: You want me to grab that, even though I suspect the reason that you're holding the handle is because the mug itself is scolding hot. Now, I sent you out to get me some Joe, not to give me a burn. Put the coffee down. Get out. Get out. Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Elliot: Wow!
Dr. Cox: Yes, you. Questions? Comments?
Elliot: You do realize that you just told the patient to reduce stress and then yelled at an intern over coffee?
Dr. Cox: You are going to be a huge help when it comes time to write my memoirs.