J.D.: The kid's not even born yet, and I'm already screwing up his life. I just wanted him to be really happy, and normal, you know?
Dr. Cox: Okay, first of all, Newbie, we're talking about your kid. So the whole normal part was never gonna happen. And you didn't mess up his life.
J.D.: Ah, come on, statistics show that kids whose parents stay together-
Dr. Cox: "Statistics show"? Who- Who cares, what statistics show? I mean, look at medicine. 80% of people with pancreatic cancer die within five years. 95% of appendectomies occur with zero complications. But we both know pancreatic cancer patients that lived, and appendix patients that, unfortunately, passed. Statistics mean nothing to the individual. You're either gonna be a good parent to that kid, or you're not. I mean, hell, your parents were divorced, and you somehow managed to become a relatively successful doctor. And I'm sure there's someone somewhere who would be proud to call you their son.
J.D.: Would you be proud to call me your son?
Dr. Cox: This conversation's over.

J.D.: Finally we get to meet Sam. I wonder what he looks like.
Kim: Oh, I just want a healthy baby. I mean what more can you ask for?
[fantasy: J.D. is looking between the stirrups with Kim in delivery:]
J.D.: Any second now. What the-
Colin Hay: [sings] I come from a land down under
J.D.: [v.o.] So that's what that song's about.
Colin Hay: Where beer does flow and men chunder Can't you hear? Can't you hear the thunder?
[reality:]
J.D.: [v.o.] I wondered where he was hiding.

J.D.: What are your thoughts on cloth diapers? 'cause if we got black ones with orange spots, our kid would look like Bam-Bam.