I'm sorry.


You know, the last time the three of us took a ride, you were in the trunk.


You're lucky I have a soft spot for old ladies.


You tell yourself, "I'll just do this one bad thing. All the good things I'll do later'll make up for it." But they don't.


Old Lady: And here I thought all lawyers were idiots.
Jimmy: Only half of us are idiots. The other half are crooks!

That's the problem with battlefield docs. They think they can do anything.


What happened to the good ole days of hiding cocaine up your butt?


Ragosa: Mmm, mmm, mmm. Legs like a gazelle on that one.
Kenny: That's incredibly inappropriate.
Ragosa: I'm not the boss anymore. I am a physician's assistant now.
Kenny: Ah, yeah. Emphasis on the word assistant.

Just getting him back for all those years of torturing us. You got to break this pony, and put a saddle on him. You down for some hazing?


TC: I've seen a lot of people die. You never get used to it, but you learn to live with it.
Jordan: T, you did everything you could.
TC: See, if I did everything I could, I would have saved her.

Ryan: Where's Mark?
Andrew: Sorry, you're too late.

Why am I letting you guys have all the fun? C'mon, let's go kill some people.