Dr. Kelso: So, the Janitor still doing the picture thing, huh?
Dr. Cox: I beg your pardon?
Dr. Kelso: Well, every time he would ask me for a real office, I'd say no. So, now if anyone gets a nice, new office, he gets very angry and he uses that picture to drive them insane.
Dr. Cox: Oh. Now what the hell does a janitor need an office for, anyway?
[meanwhile, in the supply closet:]
Janitor: [on the phone] So you wanna discuss the urinal cake issue on Thursday, huh? Let me check my calendar. Alright, Steve. I'll.. huh? What did they do? Oh, hey, good one. A little racist. Yeah, you- You know what? Um, just give my love to Darlene, okay? Really? Syphilis, huh? Well, that's- I'm not a doctor, Steve, but... That seems unusual, even for syphilis.

Dr. Kelso: Listen, if he wanted to find a place to hide your patient, he could. He's just stressed, and out of his elements, and hell, he's scared. And even if he hasn't realized it, this job is changing him already. Because it comes with a whole host of overwhelming responsibilities, including keeping this hospital afloat.
J.D.: I'd help him if he'd let me, but you know he won't.
Dr. Kelso: When I was Chief, and Dr. Cox came to me and complained about something, I would automatically say no. And if he never complained again, I'd know it wasn't that important. But if he came back and fought for it, over and over, I knew it was something that I have to take a look at. Now, he's me, and he's got this damn voice in his head telling him to say no all the time, and he desperately needs someone on the other side to tell him what he should do, whether he wants to hear it or not. And now, that person is you. Here we are.
J.D.: Will he at least be grateful?
Dr. Kelso: No. He's gonna hate you for it. Go!

Dr. Kelso: Well, about time, champ. Beer me.
Dr. Cox: No problem. Just remember our deal. I bring the beer and you don't tell anybody that we are now spending time together.
Dr. Kelso: You're the new Chief, I'm the old Chief who better to guide you through it?
Dr. Cox: I was gonna hit floor and be a doctor like I have my entire career.
Dr. Kelso: Well, you kiss that idea good-bye. I spent so much time behind that desk dealing with red tape, my behind still has the imprint of the chair. You want to see? Since we're friends now, I can show you my butt.
Dr. Cox: Bob, I saw it 5 years ago at Nurse Roberts' above-ground pool party and I am still recovering. Honest to God, there are times when I close my eyes, and it's just there.