Dr. Cox Quote #62

Quote from Dr. Cox in My Blind Date

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.

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 ‘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 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.

Quote from J.D.

J.D.: [v.o.] A chance to be part of a perfect game is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It just never happens. Which is why I don't mind Dr. Cox paging me for the 13th time this last hour. You see, the ICU is where the most critical cases get turfed. So many patients die here, you think of death as another co-worker, looking over your shoulder with the same annoying demands as everyone else you work with.
[fantasy: J.D. stands before the Grim Reaper and a small child in the same outfit:]
Grim Reaper: Dr. Dorian. Listen, I know you're busy, but my daughter's selling cookies.
J.D.: Put me down for two boxes of mint thingies.
Grim Reaper: She's in second place in her troop. Honestly, if that girl who's in first keeps doing well, we're just gonna take her. [evil laugh, girl laughs]