Turk Quote #53
Quote from Turk in My Blind Date
Turk: Hey, Carla. Carla, wait! Where are you going?
Carla: I'm gonna go crash at my place tonight, like you said.
Turk: You want to know what's wrong? That's what's wrong. "I'm gonna go chill out at my house, like you said."
Carla: God, you're so sexy right now.
Turk: I've been doing a lot of thinking. And, you know, we're past that new, exciting relationship phase, and all that's left is us. Baby, I gotta tell you, you drive me crazy, alright? You take my French fries, you boss me around in front of my friends.
Carla: You said strong women turn you on.
Turk: Forget about it.
Carla: Look, we all know what you're gonna do, so why not be a man and do it so I can go home?
Turk: OK. I love you. You annoy me more than I ever thought possible, but I want to spend every irritating minute with you.
Carla: Me too.
Turk: Yeah?
Carla: I love you.
Scrubs Quotes
‘My Blind Date’ Quotes
Quote from Dr. Cox
Elliot: Dr. Cox, you can trust me to help you. I was top five in my class.
Dr. Cox: [buzzer sound] That's the noise I make when somebody lies to me.
Elliot: Okay, I was eight. But I can do this. I'll get us this perfect-
Dr. Cox: Don't say it!
Elliot: Game.
Dr. Cox: What part of "don't say it" did you not understand? Was it the "don't" or the "say it"? Help me to help you, Barbie. Help me to help you. Help me to help you. Help me to help you.
Quote from Dr. Cox
J.D.: Something's going down.
Dr. Cox: Alright, bring it in here, you knuckleheads. Take a knee if you need to, you confoundits. I have been on since midnight, so I stand here with my usual contempt for all of you, but with the added wrinkle of having 13 cups of Nurse Robert's piss-poor excuse for coffee passing pretty much straight through me. The not-so-hidden message being, of course, that if you screw up today, I'm going to hit you hard and fast.
Quote from Janitor
[J.D. walks out of the elevator as the Janitor mops the floor]
Janitor: Hey!
J.D.: What? I didn't say anything. I didn't do anything. What imaginary slight have you concocted in that paranoid brain of yours?
[The Janitor looks down to the trail of muddy footprints trailing J.D.]
J.D.: [v.o.] Crap.
J.D.: Well, shouldn't there be some sort of sign... Oh, look at that. Well, you should put it back down before someone slips and falls.
Janitor: Oh, is that what I should do? Good, because I make most decisions based on your opinion. You know what, I'm thinking of splitting up with the wife. Maybe you could mull that over, get back to me, maybe pow-wow. [a woman slips] Floor's wet, ma'am. Little help over here. Little help.