Carla: Todd, do you have second?
Todd: I'm actually on my way to the gym.
Carla: That's what it's about.
Todd: Whoa. Did something happen to the gym? Don't lie to me.
Elliot: We know about your...
Carla: Situation.
Elliot: You are hiding from yourself.
Carla: Stop hiding, Todd.
Elliot: We accept you.
Carla: No matter who you love.
Todd: The Todd's confused.

Elliot: Well, you were wrong. It went great. At first The Todd was a little emotional, but by the end of it, he was saying how happy he was that he didn't have to live a lie. Then he French-braided my hair and then he took it out 'cause he said I could not pull it off. Oh, he is so honest.
Carla: It was great. It was like he changed into a whole new person. God, how awesome is it gonna be not having that inappropriate pig wandering the halls?
Todd: Hey, Mickhead. Is that package for me? You know it is!
Turk: You ladies must be so proud.
Elliot: Todd, what are you doing?
Todd: I'm getting my gay on. Hey, buddy, you and I should totally have sex sometime.
Turk: See? I knew this was going to come back to me.

Dr. Cox: What the hell's going on?
Turk: Everybody's failing.
Turk: Mrs. Sykes is indicating peripheral neuropathy. My valve transplant patient is suffering partial complex seizures.
Dr. Cox: How how you feeling there, Dave?
Mr. Bradford: Pretty good, but my feet are a little numb.
Dr. Cox: You hang tight, all right? OK. I don't get it. Doesn't make sense.
Dr. Kelso: Perry, the autopsy just came in on your donor Jill Tracy. She didn't die of an overdose.
J.D.: [v.o.] And just like that, whatever burden of responsibility I felt was lifted. But like I said before, good news for one person can be bad news for another.
Dr. Cox: She died of rabies? OK, people, all of our transplant patients are infected. We now know what we're dealing with here. Let's get involved. We can do this.

Larry: Todd, you were impressive in surgery today.
Todd: Thanks, man. You were really impressive in the shower this morning. You know, dong-wise.

Elliot: What the hell are you doing?
Todd: Motor-boating. You know, I really gotta thank you gals for outing me. Chicks dig gay dudes. Hey, Lisa. I heard you lied and said we didn't do it. Admit it, we doinked.
Lisa: I was sad because my dad died.
Todd: I wasn't.
Carla: So this whole thing was an act?
Elliot: I cannot believe that I let you in that fitting room while I was trying on bras.
Carla: Ew!
Todd: That was a very special time for me.

Todd: Oh, it's cool if you want to walk away, ladies, 'cause I love to watch you go. Nothing wrong with those.
Todd: [v.o.] Nothing wrong with that either. Or that. Or that.
Janitor: What the hell are you?
Todd: I'm The Todd.

Dr. Cox: He wasn't about to die, was he, Newbie? Could've waited another month for a kidney.
J.D.: Where are you going? Your shift's not over. Hey! Remember what you told me? The second you start blaming yourself for people's deaths, there's no coming back.
Dr. Cox: Yeah. You're right.