Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No problem, Bambi.
- I can be here at nine. - But I said ten.
Even though my interns sucked, I decided to turn it into a positive.
Does he give a damn whether you like him or not?
I'm your buddy. I'm your go-to guy.
It's no big deal. We both know that it wasn't about that.
Of course, my tack had its own drawbacks.
Office hours. Tomorrow, five o'clock.
If you touch him, I'll inject your kid with chickenpox.
What is it? Do you have something to say?
Whatever.
Kick him in the crotch And run!
Disturbing fetishes aside, I owe you an apology for acting like a jackass,
Let's start out by me watching how you interact with your interns.
- You come on. - He had a bad attitude.
Break.
- Remember earlier you asked me? - No.
Yes, Dr Turk.
Sure. What'd you have in mind?
You're right. I can see my reflection.
I'm teaching humans, not dolphins.
Hello, David. I've been expecting you.
If you're having trouble with your case report, I'll be glad to look at it.
Watch your language in front of the kid, you stupid mickey-fickey.
Hello. Gotta take it.
Why don't you tell Kelso to back off?
- She hates dolls. - That's a bummer.
That'll come off. You won't have to get laser surgery or skin from your ass.