Dr. Kelso: Well, looky here. I thought this was my special place. I'd ask you not to tell the others about this spot, but none of them seem to be talking to you.
J.D.: It's been a rough day, sir.
Dr. Kelso: You see, Dr. Dorian, your problem is, you're a pansy. If you were in my way, I'd throw you off this ledge right now. We're out here alone. No one would ever know. [moves suddenly and makes J.D. flinch]

Dr. Cox: Listen, I was thinking about what happened earlier and, anyway, here.
Carla: Wow, you finally dug down deep in your heart and came up with a muffin.
Dr. Cox: That's store-bought, sister. Blueberries in there the size of your fist.
Carla: I shouldn't have dragged you into it. You don't know Turk.
Dr. Cox: Actually, I met him today. We had a terrific chat.
[flashback to Turk emerging from a bathroom with Dr. Cox and a group of fellow doctors sitting in the corridor:]
Dr. Cox: Give the man a hand, that's just terrific work. You know darn well that felt good. Feeling better about yourself, aren't you?
[present:]
Dr. Cox: Real nice guy.
Carla: It's hard letting yourself be vulnerable with someone, you know?
Dr. Cox: Just eat the damn muffin, would you please?

Elliot: You know what, even though I'm on call tonight, I'm not gonna let the bad stuff in anymore. I'm not gonna let myself get overwhelmed. What?
J.D.: Well, it's just that Friday night, when you had people over, you locked yourself in your room because we brought the wrong chips.
Elliot: Look at me. That was the old Elliot.

J.D.: Are you all right?
Nick: That kid is eventually gonna die. Whether it's today or tomorrow. Or a month from now. There's nothing I can do. Nothing works. Now, his parents wanna talk to me. What am I supposed to say? Peter lived a good long seven years? Seven years, man. It's not fair. I hate this place, this job.
Elliot: Nick, it's not your fault.
Nick: I can't do it any more. I'm done. I'm done.
J.D.: [v.o.] The scariest thing was I thought he was stronger than all of us. But maybe it's not about being the best. Maybe it's about finding little things that get you through the day. Whether it's the support of someone close to you, or letting yourself feel overwhelmed, if only for a moment. Or being selfless every once in a while. I don't know. I guess in the end, it's about surviving, any way you can.

Janitor: You're stupid.
J.D.: That's it?
Janitor: Give it time. It'll eat at you.
[later:]
J.D.: Am I stupid?
Elliot: Yeah, a little bit.
J.D.: [v.o.] Damn him!

Dr. Wen: So listen, I've scheduled an appendectomy for you later. Just make sure you're good on potassium.
Turk: Sir, I got so much potassium, it's coming out of my assium, you know what I mean? See, what I did was I took the word potassium and I dropped the first three letters, made a doody joke.
Dr. Wen: Funny stuff.

Dr. Kelso: Let's start off with a toughie. Who can tell me?
J.D.: [v.o.] Over the last few weeks, an amazing thing has happened. I've been nailing rounds. I think I'm actually starting to separate myself from the pack.
J.D.: Sir, the answer is Beck's triad.
J.D.: [v.o.] It keeps me on top of my game.
J.D.: Looks like a break in the ulna, right there.
J.D.: [v.o.] It's good to be the king.
J.D.: You know, it's OK to be impressed by me. Most girls are.
J.D.: [v.o.] The problem with reaching the top is, sooner or later, someone starts nipping at your heels. For me, that guy was Nick Murdoch.
Elliot: Wow.
J.D.: Well, the gurney adds drama.

J.D.: [v.o.] So that's the guy who wants to take me down.
Nick: Of course, you'll have a scar, Peter. You're not getting surgery but chicks dig scars so I'm gonna give you one anyway.

J.D.: [v.o.] Good bedside manner, good rapport with the nurses, sees me staring at him. Act busy.
J.D.: That's the stud right there. That's where you'd hang a painting.
Nick: He was born John Dorian but he was simply known as J.D.: doctor, friend, lover.

J.D.: By the way, what happened to that guy?
Nick: Oh, eventually I remembered I was a doctor. Of course ,he'd been dead for 20 minutes. Very embarrassing. Food was good, though.
J.D.: [v.o.] Don't laugh. Don't laugh! [J.D. chuckles] Damn!