J.D. Quote #1146
Quote from J.D. in My Five Stages
J.D.: [v.o.] I guess I needed a distraction because last week, we all thought Mrs. Wilk was going home. But she got an infection, and despite our best efforts, she was now gonna die. To make her happy, we decided to take her to the beach.
Mrs. Wilk: I'm gonna miss the feel of sand between my toes.
J.D.: [v.o.] Still, she was sick, so we couldn't go far.
J.D.: Want me to bury you?
Dr. Cox: Ah, shut up and move the sunbrella, will you? I'm freckling.
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Quote from Janitor
Janitor: OK, Teddy. I got this baby flowing now. I don't know if that's good. You should sue Kelso. You have a serious tort on your hands.
Ted: Tort?
Janitor: Civil case. From the French avoir tort.
Ted: Did you go to law school?
Janitor: No. I was Ruth Bader Ginsburg's janitor for a while.
Ted: Ruth Bader who?
Quote from J.D.
J.D.: Dr. Cox?
Dr. Cox: Yeah, Newbie, what do you got?
J.D.: That guy looks fantastic. What do you think he's dying of, a case of the handsomes?
Quote from Elliot
J.D.: [v.o.] Lately, Elliot and her booty call, Keith, loved playing games. Tonight, it was "The Orchard Owner and the Mexican Apple Thief."
Elliot: Confess, Manuel! Confess that you stole these apples.
Keith: I was at the dance with the other pickers.
Elliot: Liar! [Elliot slaps him]
J.D.: [v.o.] Frankly, the whole thing disgusted me.
Elliot: You saw him do it, didn't you, Paco?
J.D.: [v.o.] Mostly because they never let me speak.
J.D.: [exaggerated Mexican accent] He hid them in his pantalones. He loves these apples. He makes apples pie and apples juice with them.
Elliot: Paco, you can't talk because you lost your tongue in that cider press accident, remember? Now, back to the pickers' bunkhouse!
J.D.: I hate the pickers' bunkhouse.
J.D.: [v.o.] And I hate Keith. Which begs the question: Why do I insist on being a part of their foreplay?