Tate: You know, you and me, we're the same. Mm-hmm. Overachievers.
Jonah: [chuckles] Yeah.
Tate: Yeah, am I tough? Uh, yeah, but I'm a pharmacist. I have to be tough, or people die. They don't pay me what they pay me to slack off.
Jonah: All right, yeah.
Tate: It's $116,670 a year. [whistles]
Jonah: Oh, wow.
Tate: Yeah, so I'm doing pretty well for myself.
Jonah: Well, listen, uh, if you need anything else you know where to find me.
Tate: Great, so grab some alcohol wipes, bandages, and sterile gauze pads. Bring in the first patient and prep him. Man, we got a long day ahead of us.