[as the Scrubs theme plays, Kim grabs the X-ray:]
Kim: That's backwards. It's been bugging me for years.

Kim: Mr. Peters, I looked at your CT scan and I recommend we don't do surgery.
Mr. Peters: Great.
Kim: This is goodbye for us, but I'm leaving you in the capable hands of Dr. John D. Dorian. You take care. [to J.D.] I gave you a new middle initial. It reassures patients for some reason. In my mind, the "D" stands for "Dallas" because I just got finished telling Mr. Peters that's where I lost my virginity. Don't know how we got down that path. Something about that old man just makes me want to open up.

Carla: Why are you breaking up with Keith?
Elliot: Look, Keith is sweet, but after watching him get walked on again this morning, I feel like I need a stronger man in my life. I want what you have, someone who will stand up for me when I really need it, you know? Someone as confident as Turk or as brave as Dr. Cox or as... I'm sorry, Laverne, I don't really know your husband. What are some of Mr. Roberts good qualities?
Nurse Roberts: Well, he was a roadie for Jimi Hendrix, and when it rains, he carries me to the car.
Elliot: And you guys have been together, what, 60 years?
Nurse Roberts: I'm 48, and I'm done here.
Elliot: My bad.

Carla: I know you think I'm just being crazy, but Elliot, you should not give up on Keith. You say he's not strong enough for you because he keeps getting stepped on at work, but that's what it's like for interns. You're just doing what we all do when we start to get serious in a relationship, you're freaking out and you're trying to poke holes in it. Remember when I started dating Turk and I wanted to bail on him because he cried at the end of sex?
Turk: Baby!
J.D.: Relax, Brown Bear. There's no shame in cry-maxing.

Dr. Cox: Look, one of the reasons interns have so much trouble putting in chest tubes is because it is a violent procedure. You must not be scared, though, children. You need to use force to get the tube between the ribs, then pop it through the pleura. What do you say there, Lis? You can do this.
Keith: Uh, Dr. Cox, I'm not so sure I'm comfortable with this.
Dr. Cox: Then you shouldn't have lost my teaching mannequin.
Keith: I don't know what happened to it.
[elsewhere, the mannequin is wearing a custodial uniform in the passenger seat of the Janitor's van:]
Janitor: Hello, carpool lane. [laughs] So, what movie do you want to see?
[reality:]
Lisa: Inserting chest tube.
Keith: Ow! Lisa! God, he was joking!
Dr. Cox: Yes, I was, Lisa. Now take the rest of the afternoon off and think about what you did here today. This is a warning, people. Anybody else who hurts Keith is going to get the exact same treatment as Lisa. Good day.
Elliot: Nothing like watching your boyfriend get humiliated daily.
Gloria: Purple nurple!
Keith: [screaming]

J.D.: [v.o.] Uh, Turk talking to a new staff member. Give her a special treat and say hello.
J.D.: Hello!
Turk: J.D., I'm sure you know Kim Briggs.
J.D.: Uh, no, you big knucklehead, I don't. On behalf of everyone here at Sacred Heart, I'd like to say konichiwa.
Kim: I've been here five years, big guy.
J.D.: I know that, Kim. It's a game. What's your name? It's Turk. What's that guy's name? I don't know. It's a patient. Looks like a Dave. Are you Dave? Maybe he's a Dave. We don't know. Hey.
Kim: Torture him about this.

J.D.: How come I never noticed her before?
Turk: Oh, because she wears a wedding ring. Yeah, you don't notice women who wear wedding rings.
[a series of flashbacks with Kim inserted in the background: J.D. celebrating intubating a patient on his first day, Ben's funeral, and J.D. singing Kung-Fu Fighting in the elevator]
Turk: [v.o.] Kim was here on your first day. She was at Ben's funeral. Dude, she's been around.

Gift Shop Girl: Hey, J.D.
J.D.: I thought you died.
Gift Shop Girl: No, I just got married.
J.D.: But I sent your family flowers.
Gift Shop Girl: I know. You bought them from me. It was kind of weird.
[Gift shop girl puts her ring back on and disppears]
J.D.: Gift shop girl!
Gift Shop Girl: [invisible] What? Stop that!
J.D.: Sorry.

J.D.: I had checked up on Kim. She got along with everybody. All the guys liked her.
Kim: Cover up, sailors. Chick on deck. I need a few extra towels for the ladies' locker room.
Todd: Oh, I got a towel for you. Yah!
[Kim grabs the towel Todd was "rat-tailing "and quickly wraps it around her hair]
Kim: Thanks, Todd.
J.D.: [v.o.] All the women liked her.
[Nurse Roberts, Elliot, and Lisa take the towels Kim gave them and quickly wrap them around their hair]
Kim: I just love that every woman knows how to do that.
J.D.: [v.o.] She even got along with the greasers.
Kim: Guys, I know everyone gives you a hard time, but trust me, this look is coming back.
J.D.: [v.o.] I never got a synchronized snap from the greasers.

Kim: Mr. Peters, having a gal urologist might seem a little uncomfortable, but the penis is just another excretory organ, so let's take the stigma off of it. Now, this is the length of the average penis.
J.D.: [v.o.] What?!
Mr. Peters: That seems about right.
Kim: Good for you. I was just messing with Dr. Dorian over there.
J.D.: You know what? I'm not talking to any of you guys. [exits]
Kim: [laughing] I know, right?
J.D.: [enters] You lie! [lifts up Mr. Peter's blanket] Oh, my God!