Carla: Turk, it's bedtime.
Turk: Baby, when you said we'd go to sleep at the same time, I thought you meant you'd stay up until I went to sleep.
Carla: Turk, that's crazy talk.
Turk: The guys are here and it's the ninth inning.
Todd: Gentlemen, a moment for our fallen comrade. [all imitate whip]

Elliot: [v.o.] I felt great after telling Dr. Cox off. Why? Because I knew I had someone to support me, someone to look up to, someone pretty amazing.
[fantasy: Molly is dressed as Wonder-Woman:]
Todd: Wow. That outfit would look better on my floor.
Dr. Molly Clock: Mistake!
Todd: Oh, no. Not the Lasso of Truth. I once had a threesome and not the cool kind!

Dr. Molly Clock: Hey. Uh, we gotta do the dinner another night.
Elliot: How come?
Dr. Molly Clock: Well, Mike got up early this morning and he wanted to read the paper, and I don't get it, so then he went to the neighbors', and they don't get it either, so he broke into their garage and stole their car and wrapped it around a telephone pole.
Elliot: Oh my God, is he okay?
Mike: I've been better.
Dr. Molly Clock: Oh, sorry. Mike, Elliot. Elliot, Mike.
Elliot: Oh, that's great.
Dr. Molly Clock: I'll be right in. Elliot, I'm sorry-
Elliot: You don't have to say anything I know all about how it is when you think a guy is great and he ends up being a car thief.
Dr. Molly Clock: Well, you know, relationships are never perfect, and... And Mike's got a lot of potential. He's got the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
Elliot: [v.o.] Oh my God, my mentor's a crazy person!

Elliot: [v.o.] Watching Molly, I found myself asking the same questions I always do. Did I line up behind the wrong person? Am I too much of a wimp? Will people around here ever respect me?

J.D.: See, there's no fear! Can you help a brother out?
Turk: Dude, I've got my own problems. I've got a bedtime again. I haven't had a bedtime in like twelve years.
J.D.: You had a bedtime when you were seventeen?
Turk: No! Not every night. On the weekends I didn't have to be in bed by 11, but I had to be in my room.
J.D.: Oh, that's way cooler.

Dr. Molly Clock: Hey, Carla, can you warn everyone that Mike gets a little handsy when he's on the pain-killers?
Carla: Dr. Vaji already told us.
Dr. Vaji: It was horrible.

Elliot: Hey, Molly? I was just wondering if I could get your advice on something. You know, if you're not too busy with Mike.
Dr. Molly Clock: Oh, actually we decided to take a little break.
Elliot: How long?
Dr. Molly Clock: Two-to-five years. I freaked you out a little bit with him, didn't I?
Elliot: I try not to judge.
Dr. Molly Clock: I know I should know better, I'm a shrink. But show me a guy who wants to get married and has a good job, and it's like snoozeville for me. But if you know a thirty-five-year-old who still lives at home with his mom and he still thinks his band can make it, tell me where to meet him so I can buy him dinner.

Elliot: [v.o.] Listening to Molly made me realize a person doesn't have to be perfect to be exactly what you need.
Elliot: Yeah, I've dated some pretty immature guys, too.
J.D.: Hello, tiny ladies. I don't believe we've me. I'm the world's most giant doctor... Nice to
[J.D.'s hand grazes Elliot]
J.D.: [v.o.] As I watched Elliot and Molly walk off, and thought about how Lonnie was a much less stable giant doctor base than Turk, I realized how important it is to have someone close to you that you can count on.
J.D.: Lonnie, damn you!
J.D.: [v.o.] Especially if that someone is a resident that can keep Dr. Cox from killing you.
J.D.: Not in front of my boys. This is Lonnie. He's one of my boys. Not sure what that means.