J.D.: [v.o.] Sacred Heart. Eight years of great memories. This place will live forever. They tore down the old crappy hospital and rebuilt it on the med school campus. I'm just back to teach some classes. First, though, I need to do my morning good luck ritual.
J.D.: [kisses Elliot's pregnant belly] And seven. That's one good luck kiss for every month you've been in there.
Elliot: Are you done yet?
J.D.: Not yet. And thank you for making mommy's boobs so much bigger. They're almost jugs.
Elliot: Seriously, I think I can probably rest 'em on your head. Check it out.
J.D.: Okay. Yeah. Whoa! Talk about a 10-gallon hat.