Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

the friendly hypodermic needle, Mr. Prick.

I did. You're wearing your garage door opener on your hip.

This is a preliminary ranking of your technical skills.

You never know who it's gonna rub off on.

It's hard getting what happens at the hospital out of your head.

# I'm no Superman #

Hey, Dr. Turk. What happened to you?

Carol is starting a journey, OK?

I would get all three of those damn spots.

Hey, where you been?

You are the most amazing doctor.

Plus rats! I panicked. I didn't know what to do.

How's that leukemia patient doing?

I honestly never thought I'd see the day when we would pick the three surgeons

I'm weaning Mrs. Jones' dopamine from ten mikes to five,

but somehow, I keep forgetting that Todd is a skilled surgeon.

- Precisely. - J.D., why don't you tell me

One time, she was skinless.

You have the cutest hair.

Christopher, I heard you were sweating the rankings.

[J.D.] Carla knew, without charts, doctors didn't know much about patients.

[J.D.] The key is to be ready for it.

"Sister Blanche, I've got a little birthday remembrance for you."