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# I can't do this all on my own
I have had someone else's fingers in four, count 'em, four,
Hey, guys. What's going on?
Mmm. That's headed right to our joint colon!
and he's here to remove your goatee.
Daphne, ketchup!
Talk about your Mission: Impossibles.
Earlier, I made a killer "one-pump mocha" joke. Everybody laughed.
So tell me something, Carla, has she invited you to her new hospital, hmm?
I can feel your hatred like a cool spring breeze.
Be honest. I promise, absolutely no ramifications.
Yes. And you're a terrible teacher. I'm not prepared to operate on anyone.
Anyway, we're discontinuing your fellowship.
- Nice to see you, sir. - You as well.
The thing is, it's Jenny's sixth birthday on Monday,
I have had someone else's fingers in four, count 'em, four,
Wait, don't leave me!
His tumor's getting so big, it's starting to look like a "threemor"!
He leads off with the chin quiver.
Turk, I'm gonna go get some coffee. Want one?
# I'm no Superman #
Oh, my God! You actually did something nice for me!
Let us not forget the understated coffee mug we're carrying.
...ahh, you know. [Chuckles]
Cute.
And for God sakes, will somebody wake up Gloria?
Unfortunately, your door handle doesn't work from the inside,
Seriously, if you tell, I will never trust you again with anything.
[Turk] Yes!
Wake up and smell the urinal I haven't cleaned in years!
- What're you doing? - Nothing!
OK, gang, I'll meet you up in Radiology to talk about Mr. Heath's CAT scan.
Ladies and gentlemen, that is quality Crack Addict Theater!
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