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00:21:09
Sarah Chalke, Zach Braff, Donald Faison
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and kissed every pompous, wrinkled ass in this fluorescent hellhole
- I'm down to one spritz. - Hmm?
a laceration in your spleen,
I need you to occasionally go in and poke her with a broomstick,
Get me an epidural before I rip your teeth out!
Hey, fella! Always nice to have visitors.
Now, in honour of this little goblin's arrival,
How's that taste, blondie?
a laceration in your spleen,
How is it this hospital gets up in arms if our MRI machine misses a tumour,
Do you mind if I take it down to the banana hammock?
I need deodorant and a dry top over here!
Looks like we're in a pickle. Pick, pick, pickle.
I don't touch the seat in the bathroom isn't germ
You liar. OK, it was you!
But in the meantime, you gotta cut me a little slack.
I beg your pardon, there, Backdraft?
Hot cup of lava coming through.
I started to, then she screamed, grunt, pooped on the table.
After being blackmail, I decided to check in on Jordan.
I started to, then she screamed, grunted, poop on the table.
but every morning our coffee machine spit out warm urine
I beg your pardon, there, Backdraft?
I could've sworn I was looking at them.
I talk to three separate shrink about the fact
I just peel all the skin off, put it in a pile and ate it.
Other times, people react exactly how you think they will.
I started to, then she scream, grunted, pooped on the table.
Look at that, I bounce back.
- running around here bust his hump. - Oh, that's nice. I'm going home.
It could also be because four days ago I slice your chest open with a knife.
You don't let little things bother you. Like now, you've got pit stains
but you remind me of my grandparents. They were married for 65 years,
There is no Shangri-La, you know. Every relationship is mess up.
and only last week I admit the reason
I hear you, girl. Turk and I are engage,
I have awfully under-qualified residents
Sure, Paul was dating Elliot, but luckily I'm not the jealous type.
I accidentally nicked his intercostal artery, now he's got a haematoma.
- We hit your car with that golf ball. - Well, technically, it was Dr Turk.
- but male whores nonetheless. - Relax. Nobody knows about this but us.
I'm incredibly turned on.
- Good splotchy, Dr Splotchy. - Oh, it's barely noticeable.
I need you to occasionally go in and poke her with a broomstick,
About... you... because you're so damn cute.
Besides, it'll heal just fine, anyway.
Apparently, my face is scaring my patients,
I am so sorry everything fell apart today, honest to God I am.
But unfortunately, the CAT scan suggests
I was going to tell him the truth eventually.
Other times, people react exactly how you think they will.
Run away, get a divorce, drink alone. You know, the classics.
I guess sometimes it feels like you're holding back.
So now, why'd you finally agree to marry Gandhi?
I accidentally nicked his intercostal artery, now he's got a haematoma.
For us, it was time to face the karmic music.
and kissed every pompous, wrinkled ass in this fluorescent hellhole
and spew molten crazy over him and he's gonna die like this.
Mr Simms, it could be because it's damp out.
- Good splotchy, Dr Splotchy. - Oh, it's barely noticeable.
Sure, Paul was dating Elliot, but luckily I'm not the jealous type.
and kissed every pompous, wrinkled ass in this fluorescent hellhole
Of course I'm holding back! I'm insane, you idiot.
and snap your bird neck with my enormous thighs.
But, no, I had to drive him away because I don't like being vulnerable
You and your stupid Christmas present.
but every morning our coffee machine spits out warm urine
Elliot, I think you're an amazing girl, I really do.
The worst part is, Paul is this perfect guy who wants to take things slow.
I talk to three separate shrinks about the fact
I'm serious. Why don't you do us both a favour and get out?
Successful whores. A nicer apartment and some bling-bling,