Erica: I can't believe you, dude! How could you save the dog over us?
Murray: It's a dog! She doesn't know from fire alarms!

Barry: Step 1, take my GED, graduate tomorrow. What's next?
Beverly: Four years of pre-med at college.
Barry: I'll do it in six weeks. Done. Next. What else you got?
Beverly: Actual medical school, which takes another four years.
Barry: I'll knock it out in a month. Boom! Cutting out hearts and playing God.
Beverly: But to be a cardiologist, you need to do a residency at a hospital, and that's at least another two years.
Barry: I'll do it in two days. Done! Where are my golf clubs? Dr. Tasty's ready to save lives.

Barry: So if I got to choose between being a regular-aged doctor and being with Lainey, I choose her.
Beverly: Stop. What are you saying?
Barry: If it's between saving millions with my doctoring or saving one with my loving, then I choose to let millions die.
Beverly: But I was looking forward to letting my friends ramble on about their boring sons, and when they asked me about you, I'd smugly say, "He's a doctor."
Barry: Not anymore.
Beverly: But I was gonna get personalized license plates that say "Doc's Mom" and steal all your cream samples and bother you on family vacations when I find a weird bump.
Barry: Not anymore.
Beverly: Honey?
Barry: Goodbye, tongue depressors. I guess I ate all those Popsicles for nothing.