Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Apparently the terror alert in your armpits has been elevated to orange.

Anyway, I need one of you attendings to introduce me at the dinner,

I just wanted to introduce you to our chief of medicine.

I was in 'Nam, you know. They pulled off my fingernails.

You go do that, and I'll go find God, quit drinking, get in touch with myself,

- Say there's no women. - There's always women at the pool!

[J.D. Whimpers]

[J.D.] Finally I had something I could say in my speech.

Hey, dawg, if you die before me, you can play with my boobies while I finish.

Ahh, checking Mr. Countertop's heart rate.

I can't do your paperwork, I am swamped!

Oh, let me help you. Let me... I got you. Here you go.

The hell he does.

What really bothers me is that you can look in there at John Morrison,

You're gonna go first. Please enter the jiggly circle.

...and just not care.

Good job, man. What'd you say?

Bottom line: Thinking about knocking up a homeless gal,

It's true, Mr. Keck, you could probably get by without the surgery.

so if you want to talk to him about Dr. Reid, do it now.

It's not my job to care, Perry.

I can't do your paperwork, I am swamped!

I was watching CNN earlier.

and looking at him like he's in love?

Keith's telling Mr. Morrison about his brain tumor.