Fred: It wasn't me.
Charles: Was someone else in the car?
Fred: No. It was this hand. It grabbed the wheel and I couldn't stop it.

Charles: So Jack's opening his IPO.
Sharon: Yep. Big day for him.
Charles: And us.
Sharon: I don't know that Jack's corporate business affects us.

Will: Mrs. Anderson? Are you still in pain?
Janice: It's not that.
Will: What is it?
Janice: My husband -
EMT: He's stable.
Janice: No...
Will: What is it?
Janice: My husband... he tried to kill us.

I'm sorry Maggie. I was thrown off earlier I knew this day was coming but I wasn't ready for it.

Sharon

You know, you can't always trust feet. That fear, when the theoretical becomes reality. Because more often than not, it's trying to sabotage a good thing.

Sharon

Asher: What are you doing?
Abrams: That's my wife on the table.
Asher: I understand. But you are a neurosurgeon. Sorry to be blunt, but you have nothing to offer when it comes to performing a cerclage.

Maggie: How long do you think you're going to get away with this?
Will: What?
Maggie: Another patient with chest pain?
Will: It's the only way to get around Dayton's policies.

Archer: What is this?
Hannah: It's a renal-friendly snack bar.
Archer: It taste like cardboard?

I didn't want to face it. The last few months have been so wonderful. The way you burn the edges on my toast, laugh at all my dumb jokes... I've fallen in love with you all over again.

Richard

George: Since turning non-profit, there have been a lot of new voices and it has really gummed up the lines of communication.
Sharon: Well, un-gum them, because I won't be left out of the loop in my own hospital.

COVID, with all the isolation and loneliness, really amplified conspiracy theories in general, made the medical system a particular and easy target.

Charles

Sharon: Anything I can do to make you stop looking [for another job]?
Maggie: You got a time machine so we can go back to the time when we used to put people over profits?