Turk Quote #163
Quote from Turk in My Journey
Will: You're not that comfortable with the man-on-man action, are you?
Turk: So I'm a little homophobic. I mean, we all got our stuff, right? I bet, deep down inside, you're a little racist?
Will: Marrying a black guy?
Turk: Dude, how pissed are your parents, honestly?
Will: So, what makes you so uncomfortable? Is it the sex?
Turk: Don't get me wrong I don't love the idea of kissing anyone with a mustache. That's why I always pretend to have a cold when Carla's aunt comes to town. What really freaks me out, though, is the thought of being that open with another guy. Any guy. I don't know what it is, I mean that's just the way I been my whole life. Maybe- Maybe it's because I'm scared, you know?
Will: Dude, that's a little gay.
Scrubs Quotes
‘My Journey’ Quotes
Quote from Dr. Cox
Dr. Cox: You know I just, uh, I just got off the phone with Jordan, who told me that my son rolled over for the first time.
Elliot: Oh, my God! That's so great!
Dr. Cox: Big who cares! Not about Jack rolling over for the first time, but definitely about your reaction to my son rolling over for the first time. Point being that I missed it because I was here. You might want to get a pen out and write this down, because here comes the inside scoop: The hospital comes first. Always.
Elliot: Always?
Dr. Cox: Forever and ever. And ever and ever and ever and ever and ever.... You getting this? And ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever...
Quote from J.D.
Carla: Okay, I have some news! We picked a date for the wedding. Tell 'em Turk. April 24th.
Elliot: No, way! Mine is April 25th! 2006! Oh, the place I love in Connecticut books up early so what the hell, took a shot.
J.D.: One, two, three...
J.D. & Turk: Crazy!
Elliot: Oh, so you've never dreamt about your wedding day.
[fantasy:]
Priest: Do you, John Dorian, take Marcia Brady to be your wife?
Maureen McCormick: My name is Maureen McCormick.
J.D.: Marcia, please! Father, continue.
Quote from J.D.
J.D.: [v.o.] Oh, my God. The janitor's afraid of Carla! How could I use this to my advantage?
[fantasy: Carla berates the Janitor:]
Carla: Listen, I want you to lay off J.D.! Stop accusing him of things he didn't do! And bring him a fruit smoothie every day.
Janitor: El gustaría de fresa o guineo? ["Would he like strawberry or banana?"]
J.D.: El coche del árbol morado con queso ["Purple tree car with cheese."]
Janitor: Mentiroso! ["Liar"]
[The Janitor removes the mask to reveal it's J.D.]
J.D.: Feliz Navidad.
[reality:]
J.D.: I'd have to learn Spanish.