Neena: So should we start this deposition, or do you boys just want to hand us a big bag of money? Mr. Corman: Big bag of money... Turk: You aren't going to freeze up around her again, are you Ted? Ted: No chance. I'm drugged up. Plus, if I concentrate, I think I can control the excessive flop sweat I get the second she speaks!
J.D.: You were wrong and I was right. Dr. Cox: I beg your pardon? J.D.: Anosmia isn't a side-effect of I.V. Imipenem. Plus, Mr. Blair had multiple nasal polypectomies, and septoplasty; and his loss of smell is most likely caused by repeated manipulation of the sinuses along with concurrent infection. So, I didn't make a mistake; and you were wrong when you said, "Nice goin', Newbie." Dr. Cox: Here you've put me in a tough situation: I can't honestly decide whether to say, "Duh," uh, "Doy," or a very sarcastic, "Oh, really?" My God, Fiona, I know it wasn't your fault; hell, the patient probably knows! But he seemed a little distraught, like maybe being able to blame somebody for a second or two just might make him feel a little better? And, I know, maybe it's me, but doesn't that seem like something that goes right along with wearing that fancy white coat? It... does, doesn't it. J.D.: Kinda. Dr. Cox: Gosh, I'm so proud of ya. Put her there. He hold out his hand Dr. Cox: Woof. J.D.'s Narration: "Woof?"