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00:20:45
Sarah Chalke, Zach Braff, Donald Faison
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Quiet on the crapper?
about being called fatties, boozer, losers, winos, tubbos,
But my first patient today was a snot-nosed little punk
If you end up with a hangover that would slay a walrus, it's worth it.
Junior, I don't know what you doing, but you better look for some bandage.
Remove the "niv" and switch the "l" and the "a," and you got "Carla."
- Work on your bedside manner. - Say, Bobbo,
Common denominator? J.D.
We're your guest bartender, we'll be here all night!
What we are dealing with are venostasis ulcer, mostly because of your weight.
I should get cards that say "love destroyer".
out on the surface of the sun until melanoma develop,
Stop! My tummy's starting to rumble.
I got you pegged, sweetheart.
You never know who you're gonna find in the cafeteria at 5am.
Hi, sweet pea, it's Mom. I just called to tell you how much I love you.
That's not true. Why am I lying to a slab of granite?
Keep it together. We'll have brunch on Sunday and see where we're at.
You still have to try, because as a recently incarcerate doctor once said,
I found out he deport her for putting knives in the fork drawer.
I'm honestly tempt to wrap you around a baseball,
- He doesn't even seem bummed out. - I uplift his spirits.
- He doesn't even seem bum out. - I uplifted his spirits.
I wrote this the first time I forgot to look down and fracture my tailbone.
I just came to use the bathroom because she keeps violating the rule.
Listen, the way I cheer up Turk, I made it all about him.
I got you peg, sweetheart.
You say that, yet you still knock this morning and asked if I wanted coffee.
I can't go to a carnival. It remind me of Carla.
Your skin's all mess up.
- What's going on? - We are celebrating your mom's death.
That's not true. Why am I lying to a slab of granite?
First my parents get divorce, now you and Carla.
until you explain why you ignore me on the bus.
My sixth grade girlfriend taught me that.
when exactly was the last time you treat a patient?
Now calmly and eloquently explain you can't open it right now,
Those were the good old, incredibly disturbing days, Bob.
You, my friend, look so damn leathery,
I gotta get somewhere stat!
You can never truly capture the past.
when exactly was the last time you treated a patient?
No, Olivia. I won't leave you alone
Of course, sometimes what you've started was clearly the worst idea in the world.
Especially since Turk needed to blow off some steam before meeting with Carla.
Enid was recently paralyzed. I haven't told anyone.
The Bobatron is actually going to try to connect with another human?
Sorry I haven't visited much. I've been kind of busy.
He'll come as soon as he finishes burying Paul Newman.
Unlike my masseuse Frida, you're not pretty enough to be rough.
Bingo! Smell you later, Betty.
I will tell you one thing, though.
Keep it together. We'll have brunch on Sunday and see where we're at.
Do you realize two years ago this Sunday my mom died?
What we are dealing with are venostasis ulcers, mostly because of your weight.
OK. You know, I was sceptical, but it's been nice reminiscing about my mom.
It was intoxicating. You were hanging with the J. Dizzle.
who wouldn't let me give him a rectal exam unless I said pretty please,
Look, if it makes you feel any better, I'm sure Turk's just as miserable.
Yeah, I'm having a gastric bypass.
Those were the good old, incredibly disturbing days, Bob.
and validate his most ridiculous of career choices.
- You're insane. - Betty, Betty, Betty.
and considering that any serious surgery has inherent risks,
She thinks she's exempt from the rule.
You figured out I'm fat. You're either a brilliant doctor
but I'm so drunk right now, I know I'll collapse if I even move an inch.
Give me this damn screwdriver.
It's weird. I want to follow him down the hall and crack him over the head,
Unlike my masseuse Frida, you're not pretty enough to be rough.
Looking at it was making me sad.
Wouldn't you be mad if your husband talked to his ex-girlfriend?