Carla: I just don't see what's so adorable; I mean, "Yay! You made a poopy in the potty!" I'm supposed to be impressed? There's a monkey at the zoo who can do that. I mean, you know, when he's not playing with himself.
J.D.: Well, if you don't wanna have a baby, Carla, don't have a baby.
Carla: But, J.D., I wanna have a child with Turk more than anything in the world. I know it's crazy, but I'm a girl - that's how we roll.

Dr. Cox: But, trust me, when you do have your own kid, you won't feel that way.
Carla: Yeah? Why? What'll be different?
Dr. Cox: He'll be yours.

Carla: Why aren't you freaking out? Look at him - your kid's like all green and slimy.
Dr. Cox: Well, I suppose it's because when Jordan was pregnant, I mentally prepared myself for her giving birth to something green and...slimy.
Carla: Where is Jordan, anyway?
Dr. Cox: The wicked witch of the east wing?

Carla: Aww, that's gonna be us someday.
Turk: How does that not make you nervous!? I mean, what if our kid's out of control? Like, I was watching 'Webster' last night, right? And Webster got all into the pancake mix. And baby, I mean all into the pancake mix!
Carla: Oh, Turk, that's a stupid sitcom!
Turk and J.D. gasp.
Carla: I mean, that's a sitcom.

J.D.'s Narration: It can mean you're not sorry at all...
Janitor: Sorry your picture didn't come out.
Carla: Yeah.

Dr. Cox: I am gonna let Big Bob, here, give the first excuse.
Dr. Kelso: Blah blah blah, I'm not doing it.
Dr. Cox: I'm caught on his collar!
Carla: This picture is happening!
Janitor: No, it's not.
Carla: Oh, what do you know, mop jock?
Janitor: A pretty good couple things over the years: The kitchen fire of '97. The kitchen fire of '98. The arson conviction of Luis the fry-cook. And, of course, the eventual termination of the hospital's Convicts-to-Cooks program. Bottom line - not gonna happen.

Carla: Why would you ruin this for me? I mean, I didn't even ask you to be there!
Janitor: Imagine that. I been working here thirteen years, and I guess I don't rate as part of the family.

Carla: Laverne. I'm gonna need a little bit of your church enthusiasm to help sell this? Dammit, everyone! We are a family!
Laverne: A family, people-uh!
Carla: And I know we love each other.
Laverne: Love's all we got-uh!
Carla: So can't we just take ten minutes from our day to take a real staff photo?
Laverne: Yes, we can! Ha! Yes, we can!
Carla: The tambourine's a little much, Laverne.

Carla: I don't know why you did it, but I know it was you.
Janitor: How?
Carla: Because it's always you.
Janitor: It's not always me!
Dr. Kelso: Aaaaaaaaaagggghhhhwhoooooooaaaaahaaaaauuuuuugh! Who the hell put tiny wheels on my shoes!?
Janitor: Well, that's his fault - he took a nap in the lounge.

How was I supposed to know the janitor has feelings?

Carla: How did you get all these people to come down here?
Janitor: Fear.

Carla: I thought you were trying to kill me.
Janitor: I fought the urge.

Scrubs Quotes

Turk: All right, Elliot, at the presentation I was wondering, can I do the ending? Because I really love the ending of our paper.
Elliot: Do you think I'm cut out to be a doctor?
Turk: Okay, fine, you can do the ending. I just want to say, "Thanks, folks! We've been great!"
Elliot: I'm serious. Do you think this is what I really want to do?
Turk: Elliot, I don't know.
Elliot: You can tell me. I can take it.
Turk: No, Elliot, I'm saying I don't know because I really don't know. What the hell is going on here? Why have all women gone crazy?

Ah, checking Mr. Countertop's heart rate. (Slams a pack of paper on the countertop, hurting Keith's ears) Memories. Do you know that once, Dr. Cox made me give every air conditioning unit in this hospital a pap smear? The wacky thing is room 403 did have some yeast issues.

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