J.D. Quote #1333
Quote from J.D. in My Musical
Patti: Did it work?
Dr. Cox: You're gonna have to tell us.
Patti: [medical equipment beeps] Thank you.
J.D.: By the way, who's the best singer? You know, like, in your head. Don't let the fact that I went to theater camp affect your decision.
J.D.: [v.o.] In musicals, there's always a happy ending. But in life, sometimes when you get what you want, you end up missing what you left behind. Whether it's your roommate...
Carla: I'll see you in a little while.
J.D.: [v.o.] Or time spent with your child. Or even the music you used to hear in your head.
Patti: [hums the melody to "Welcome to Sacred Heart"]
Scrubs Quotes
‘My Musical’ Quotes
Quote from Elliot
J.D.: The mind is a freaky thing, Elliot. Maybe she does hear singing.
Elliot: Yeah, well, I haven't sung since the 6th grade talent show when I did Pat Benatar's "Hell Is For Children". Then afterwards Mr. Shemin, the M.C, said "No, actually hell is for everyone who just had to hear you sing that song." My mom was so mad, she slept with him and ruined his marriage.
Quote from J.D.
[song: "Friends Forever/What's Going to Happen" continues:]
Patti: What's going to happen? What does the future hold? So many things that I put off. Assuming I'd have time. Assuming I'd grow old. What's going to happen? And will I be alive tomorrow? What's going to happen to me?
Dr. Cox: You're going to be okay.
All: That's what's going to happen. Everything's okay. We're right here beside you. We won't let you slip away. Plan for tomorrow. 'cause we swear to you You're going to be okay.
Patti: I'm going to be okay.
All: That's what's going to happen.
Patti: Everything is okay.
All: Everything is okay. We will never leave you. Right here we will stay. Plan for tomorrow. Plan for tomorrow. 'cause we swear to you you're going to be okay.
J.D.: [talks] We hope.
Dr. Cox: Ssh.
Quote from Turk
[song "Everything Comes Down to Poo":]
J.D.: Hey, Mrs. Miller. We just need a stool sample.
Patti: Why do you need a stool sample if you think I'm just a nut?
J.D. & Turk: 'cause the answer's not in your head, my dear, it's in your butt.
J.D.: You see? Everything comes down to poo. From the top of your head to the sole of your shoe. We can figure out what is wrong with you by looking at your poo. Turk?
Turk: Do you have a hemorrhoid? Or is it rectal cancer? When you flush your dookie down You flush away the answer.
J.D.: It doesn't really matter if it's hard of it's loose. We'll figure out what's ailing you. As long as it's a deuce. Yes! Everything comes down to poo.
All: Everything comes down to poo.
J.D.: Cardiovascular, lymphatic, yes the nervous system too. All across the nation, we trust in defecation. Everything comes down to poo.
Turk: If you want to know what's wrong Don't sit and act so cool. Just be a man and eat some bran. And drop the kids off at the pool.
Woman #1: My stomach hurts.
J.D.: Check the poo.
Woman #2: I sprained my ankle.
Turk: Check the poo.
Man: I was shot.
J.D.: Check the poo.
Delivery Guy: A homeless guy just threw poo in my eye.
Turk: Check the poo.
Delivery Guy: Mine or his?
J.D.: First him then you. It may sound gross. You may say "shush".
J.D. & Tur But we need to see what comes out of your tush.
All: Because everything comes down to poo. Whether it is a tumor or a touch of the flu.
Turk & J.D.: Please, won't you pinch us all a big fat clue.
Turk: Our number one test is your number two.
All: If there's no breeze, light a match please. Everything comes down to...
J.D.: Doo doo.
Turk: Doo doo.
J.D.: Doo doo.
Turk: Doo doo.
All: Everything comes down to poo!