J.D.: [v.o.] Elliot had just finished her last shift at Sacred Heart before starting her new career in private practice.
Elliot: Can't believe it's all over. God, so many memories. So many, many memories. Who wants to say something first?
Turk: Elliot, your new office is right there. Nothing is gonna change but your lab coat.
Elliot: Anyone else wanna go?

Kim: J.D., this is gonna be such a tough decision. Okay, I don't know if you're aware of this but I've been really digging you lately.
J.D.: No, I'm aware baby.
J.D.: [v.o.] Oh, my god, she likes me.

Kim: Still, I'd only be gone four four months, and you don't wanna be around me when I'm pregnant. All the women in my family go psycho.
J.D.: Yeah but-
Kim: I wasn't finished! [shoves J.D.]
J.D.: You know, I'm back, I'm back, it's perfectly fine, I just hit the wall. Look, whatever your decision is I support you.
Kim: Oh, you're so awesome J.D.
J.D.: [v.o.] My lips tasted weird.

Turk: Hey, look who I brought to see her mama.
Carla: Somebody else's child?
Security Guard: We got a code pink, people. Somebody just stole a baby.
Turk: Just shut that.

Turk: Baby, so after I take this kid back to the nursery, I was thinking maybe we could pack up you and Isabella and go home?
Carla: Turk, I can't handle going home right now.
Turk: This place is really expensive honey. I don't know if you've noticed, but the ice-pack you've been putting on your hooey run about 42 bucks of pop.
Carla: My body's a disaster zone right now, but it will get better. So, if you want to get near it ever again I would stop talking about money.

Turk: Dr. Cox, I need your help.
Dr. Cox: Make it quick. I gotta be somewhere.
Turk: Where?
Dr. Cox: Anywhere you and I aren't talking.

Rex: Excuse me, Dr. Cox.
Dr. Cox: Yes, Party Doc?
Rex: I heard crying coming from this room last night, thought you should know.
Carla: Don't look at me. I wasn't crying. Maybe it was Mrs. Mehleison, she just got her baby yesterday.
Dr. Cox: Maybe she's got post-partum depression.
Turk: One of us needs to check this out. I got it. Oh!
Dr. Cox: What?
Turk: I can't do it.
Dr. Cox: Why?
Turk: Because her husband is orange.
Dr. Cox: Oh. Good afternoon.
Turk: What's up?

J.D.: Well, your labs are back and it's definitively heart failure. But there are no blockages, no viruses present and you have no family history of coronary disease.
Sarah: So why do I have heart failure?
J.D.: [v.o.] Even though real hospitals aren't like TV shows, that doesn't mean there aren't mysteries. Like why a healthy woman heart is failing. Or why a grown man is orange.

J.D.: [v.o.] I had to find a new plan to keep Kim from leaving. Unfortunately, work got in the way. The only thing worse than not knowing why a patient is crashing is being offered help by the hospital grief counselor, Dr. Headrick.
Dr. Headrick: You need help old friend?
J.D.: Oh, yeah. Her kidney's are failing, give her a pep-talk, stat.
Dr. Headrick: Yeah, no, treating her emotionally would have nothing to do with her medical well-being. You know maybe instead of lashing out at me, you should turn that anger to the person you're really mad at. Mommy? Just a guess. There's got the be some reason why you're always such a D-bag right?
J.D.: D-bag.

Dr. Cox: Okay, we have a 41-year old male who is as orange as a NBA game ball. Tell me why?
Carla: I've got an idea.
Turk: Yeah I've got an idea too. If you wanna work, let's stop paying for the room so you can go home, then you can come back and get paid to work.
Carla: Turk. I just need a break from the baby.