Dr. Cox Quote #317
Quote from Dr. Cox in My Brother, Where Art Thou?
Dan: So, Dr. Cox, how long has my little brother had the desire to smother old people? I feel I should warn Grandma.
Dr. Cox: Gonna sound a little dark, but in all fairness you gotta deal with this place any way you can.
Dan: Dude, these are living, breathing people we're talking about here.
Dr. Cox: I'm s- I'm s- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what do you do?
Dan: I tend bar.
Dr. Cox: Well, I'll tell you what, there, Dan I'm gonna go ahead and worry about how we do things around here. But if I ever do need to find out how to make a top-notch rum and coke, well, by gum, mister, you had better be by the phone, 'cause I just might give you a jingle. Ba-ha-ring! Hi, Dan? Coxaronie. Regarding the rum and coke issue, couldn't be more confused!
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‘My Brother, Where Art Thou?’ Quotes
Quote from Dr. Cox
Dr. Cox: But see, this is just exactly what's wrong with the whole system. The nursing home "doctors" unload this gomer on us because they're unable to treat him. So, we get his temperature below a hundred, and then turf him right back to the good people at "Next Stop, Heaven", where, in between mounting wheelchair productions of "Anything Goes" and robbing the poor old bastards blind, they bounce him right back to us!
J.D.: Well, on the plus side, his temperature's 99.9, so sayonara, Mr. Bober.
Dr. Cox: Oh, I could just give you a hug! Of course, I never would! I could, but I never would, God save me! I never would.
Quote from Ted
Carla: Okay, I paged Dr. Kelso. Do you feel confident about this, Ted?
Ted: I'm not sure. I don't know what confidence feels like.
Quote from Turk
Turk: Besides, why aren't you at home, apologizing to your brother before he takes off?
J.D.: Turk, you don't get it, man. Your family was there for you.
Turk: You know, I love how kids of divorce really have the market cornered on family dysfunction. But let me share with you a typical Thanksgiving at the Turk household: It starts with my mother yelling at my sister for yelling at my grandmother who's yelling at the television screen, which happens to be the microwave. And then my militant brother Jabari - formerly Bob - gives my father attitude for using the word "black", even though he's referring to the turkey. Which, by the way, only got burnt because instead of turning the oven off, my bi-polar aunt Leslie tried to shove her head in it. But you know what we do? We kiss and we hug and we apologize for all the things we said, 'cause a month later, we gonna get together and do it again at Christmas! Now check the ball, cracker.