My Best Moment

	Turk: What do you think his family is gonna be like? Woman: There's a tumor in there! There's a tumor in there! Guy: Ohh, don't go behind the kidney, brotha! J.D.: Shhhh! Turk: You didn't go to the black family yelling at the movie screen stereotype, did you? J.D.: Like a bear to honey.
	Turk: I totally get it. Older ladies know how to work it! Carla: Okay, see, now you're in a bit of a pickle because the older lady you're talking about better not be me, and it sure as hell better not be somebody else. So whatta you have to say? Turk: Your favorite jeans are too tight and they look ridiculous! Carla: What!? Turk: Well, I--I'm in trouble anyway and it needed to be said! Carla: Well, unfortunately for you that's just not true! Right? Turk: Heh! Carla: Wow.
	Todd: I'll tell you what my best moment in medicine was. Dr. Wen: Dammit, we lost him. Call it. Todd: I'm not giving up on this guy! Prop his hand up. Nurse: What? Todd: I said prop his hand up! That's right: The Miracle Five.
	Cox: Carla? What's goin' on up there? Carla: I'm sorry, I was just thinking about the last time a doctor actually listened to me. Sometimes I feel like-- Cox: Did you get the results of the scan? J.D.: They came back negative. I feel like we're missing something in his patient history. Carla: When he came in, Mr. Milligan said that he and his son had been wrestling and goofing around. Cox: Oh my God, he just might have goof-arounditis. J.D.: We should also check him for the silly-willies.
	J.D.'s Thoughts: I can't figure this out. Maybe if we tried stress-dose steroids? I think I'll tell Dr. Cox that. J.D.: I can't figure this out. Maybe if we tried stress-dose steroids? Cox: Or maybe we could just fill a syringe with false promises and inject him with that. Hm! Says here you already got that one covered! J.D.: You know, try and discourage me all you want, because kites fly highest against the wind. Cox: What? J.D.: I'm a kite! I'm a big, beautiful kite! Fly!