Dr. Kelso: Send Peggy for an ABG and a chest CT. , And when you're done, send her sputum for atypicals.
Elliot: Dr. Kelso, you do realize that you don't work here anymore?
Dr. Kelso: Look, her husband was an old friend. Plus, I have forgotten more about medicine than you two will ever know. I don't know you, but I assume I have you beat because you're blonde and you're rolling with Dr.
Reeks-of-beer.
Elliot: It's my hair, okay?
Denise: Yeah, and watch the lip, grandpa, because you wouldn't be the first old man I ever beat up.
Dr. Kelso: Ha! I like her. She's got girl balls.