J.D. Quote #1617
Quote from J.D. in My Last Words
J.D.: [v.o.] See, she was an odd combination of super-friendly...
Dr. Maddox: Hey, rockstar!
J.D.: [v.o.] ...and soul-less.
Dr. Maddox: This guy's insurance only covers three days of I.C.U. care, so you gotta get him out of here today, okay? You know what? I'll take care of it.
[fantasy: Dr. Maddox smothers the patient with a pillow:]
Dr. Maddox: Oh, do you know what I did for the first time last week? Wind surfing. By the way, it is really... aargh!
J.D.: I wouldn't know about that.
[The patient stops struggling]
Dr. Maddox: Trust me, it is. [the paint groans] Oh, this guy! Die! Got you! God! Won't you die?!
[reality:]
Dr. Maddox: Treat him and street him.
Scrubs Quotes
‘My Last Words’ Quotes
Quote from Ted
George: Hey, guys, I assume you've already met my sharp, young lawyer who is gonna help me with my will.
Ted: You said I could help you. All this work for nothing. [rips paper]
J.D.: Ted! Ted! He means you.
Ted: Oh, man! I did this on my typewriter. I'll be back in 11 hours.
Quote from J.D.
Turk: And what did you guys do for a living?
George: Barbara taught history. I coached football.
Turk: I played football. Yeah, defense, safety.
George: You?
J.D.: Oh no, I-I didn't, uh, I didn't play sports, per se, George. I was the, uh, mascot for the girls' volleyball team.
George: Really? You wear a costume?
J.D.: Oh, great costume, I wore a bandanna and a half-shirt. At away games, I wear spurs, which, in retrospective, is sort of weird 'cause we weren't the Cowboys.
George: You must have looked very beautiful.
J.D.: I felt beautiful.
Quote from Denise
J.D.: [v.o.] I know it seems callous to leave, but whoever takes care of George tonight will be just as compassionate as us.
Denise: Mr. Valentine, I'm Dr. Mahoney. My attending really wants me to connect with my patients so if it's okay with you, I'd thought I'd get the ball rolling in a personal story.
George: Okay, you can call me George.
Denise: Awesome, I'm feeling it. So George, last Friday, I'm at a bar. I take this guy home. He's a little fat, whatever, right? Plus, chubsters are so grateful, they usually try harder. Anyway, right in the middle of things, he's sweating and snorting like a hairy rhino. And I just start to hate myself. Like really, really hate myself. So without even thinking, I just headbutt him, right in the face. Bam, clock him in between the eyes and knock him out cold. So, that's what I got. What do you got going on?
George: I like golf.
J.D.: [v.o.] When you get down to it, taking care of a patient means more than anything. Even Steak Night.
Turk: Hey, George.
J.D.: We'll take it from here, Chuckles.
Turk: Yeah. So long.
George: I think I just saw the Devil.